Daqin's voice was stolen by Yingzheng at the beginning

Chapter 71 Zhao Gao, do you dare to bet once?
Speaking of this, Wang Ben's tears came out.

"Your Majesty, those soldiers died unjustly. They all have families, wives and children."

Wang Jian couldn't sit still anymore, and suddenly knelt down:
"Your Majesty, the old minister feels guilty. He took those young lives out alive, but when they returned, they were bones. The old minister is sorry for those orphans and widows."

Speaking of this, Wang Jian and Wang Ben almost cried very sadly.

Those who were present wanted to talk about the ones who felt the deepest, except for Wang Jian and his son, I am afraid there is no one else.

"Your Majesty, old minister, I don't know how to deal with those orphans and widows, this old minister is a sinner."

The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty watched the grief of Wang Jian and his son, and listened to the death toll.

At this moment, no matter who it is, it is uncomfortable in the heart.

They all understood that without these sons and daughters charging forward, there would be no Daqin today.

There is no chance for them to stand on this court today.

These concubines are afraid to speak one by one, although they know that fighting will kill people.

But after hearing these words today, tears flowed out one by one.

The first emperor couldn't stop crying.

There are also a lot of imperial conquests, and every time they watch their soldiers fall in front of them.

How could the first emperor not be sad?

Seeing Wang Jian and his son crying sadly, Wu Zizhong was also sad.

Although I haven't seen the battle of Daqin, I know that the battle in Daqin was very cruel.

"Old General Wang, you are not wrong. I have unified the six countries. You have contributed a lot. You have not let them down."

"It's the soldiers of the Six Nations who are sorry for them."

The First Emperor nearly shed tears, forced himself to calm down, and then said loudly:
"You have all heard it, you have seen it, you are enjoying the comfort above the court, but you don't know how many lives pave the way for you."

"You are fighting each other all day long, fighting for power and profit, but do you know that you are worthy of the dead Qin soldiers by doing this?"

The first emperor slapped the dragon platform and stood up.

"Although my Daqin man is not afraid of death, it is a living life. They also have family members, wives and children."

"But for the sake of Daqin, they put everything down and looked at you again? I can't wait to kill you all."

With these few words, the ministers present bowed their heads in shame.

"Whenever I watch my soldiers die in pain in front of me, have you ever felt that feeling?"

"It was originally a small wound, but because of this small wound, [-]% of my Daqin soldiers died."

The first emperor was very sad. If he had met Wu Zizhong earlier, would the soldiers of the Great Qin have reduced their casualties?

"Your Majesty, the old minister is guilty, woo woo woo."

Wang Jian blamed himself in his heart, and at this moment he wished he could draw his sword and kill himself.

"Okay, General Wang, this is all in the past, because we have Lang Zhongling."

The First Emperor looked at all the people and said:
"Before, you have been forcing me to kill Lang Zhongling, but do you know why I didn't kill him?"

"That's because Lang Zhongling can cure ulcers, does that mean you know?"

"This means that more Daqin soldiers can survive."

The last sentence, the first emperor almost roared out.

"I know that you are not willing, so anyway, in order to let you understand my painstaking efforts, I will let you understand today."

"Lang Zhongling, open the lid."

Wu Zizhong didn't hesitate, and immediately lifted the lid off the alcohol.

Suddenly, a strong smell of wine spread.

"Wow, it smells so good."

"What kind of wine is this?"

In an instant, the ministers in the court were immediately attracted by the strong aroma of the wine.

The previous shame and grief disappeared almost instantly.

"Do you think this is fine wine? I tell you, it's not, it's alcohol."

Zhao Gao stood up and asked:

"May I ask Your Majesty, what is alcohol?"

"Alcohol is the essence of wine, which can heal swelling and ulcers."

Emperor Shihuang didn't think much, and explained it directly.

"What? Your Majesty, this, this thing can cure ulcers?"

Zhao Gao didn't believe it anymore, and neither did the other ministers.

"Hmph, I knew you didn't believe me, I was already prepared."

"Come on, bring the wounded up."

The words fell to the ground, and outside the main hall, two people came in carrying a stretcher, and a wounded person was lying on it.

"This is the wounded man. Now his wound is on his thigh, which is already swollen. I will open your eyes today."

Then, the first emperor said to Wu Zizhong:
"Lang Zhongling, let's begin."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wu Zizhong walked over, and after opening the linen cloth, he was shocked:
"Wow, it's all festered."

I saw that the wound was bright red, and there were a lot of thick yellow.

"You all go and look at the wound, so as not to say that I am lying."

The first emperor gave the order, and the ministers immediately ran over to watch it.

On the one hand, I also want to see how far the wound has reached.

On the other hand, I also really want to see whether this so-called alcohol can cure ulcers.

"My God, the sores are so bad."

"It's hopeless, it has affected the whole leg."

"If the gods come, they won't be able to save them."

Hearing the words of these ministers, Wu Zizhong felt uncomfortable. Indeed, it seems to you that the gods cannot be saved.

But in Wu Zizhong's eyes, this is just a routine infection.

It's a pity that there is no cephalosporin. If there is, it will be easier.

"Zhao Gao, do you think this person is hopeless?"

"Lang Zhongling, this person is indeed hopeless, why? Could it be that Lang Zhongling can be saved?"

Zhao Gao beat him to death and did not believe that a jar of wine could save his life.

If this is the case, it would have been discovered by the imperial physicians long ago.

Where is it Wu Zizhong's turn?
"Hehe, is that right? If the young master is saved, what should you do?"

Wu Zizhong looked at Zhao Gao with a smile.

[Small sample, as long as you dare to respond, I will make you unable to eat and walk around. 】

Zhao Gao wanted to say that if you were saved, I would kneel down and kowtow to you.

But when the words reached his lips, he stopped, although he didn't know Wu Zizhong for long.

But it seems that Zhao Gao failed every time in the past few fights.

This time, Zhao Gao hesitated.

"What's the matter? CRRC Ling is actually scared? That's right, Mr. Zhao is not a fart outside except for being able to show off his might in Xianyang Palace."

"Bet with someone like you, you really dirty my people."

[Hmph, Xiao Mian, why are you still not hooked after this? 】

The first emperor was also surprised when he heard his heartfelt voice.

You've been doing it for a long time and you want to make Zhao Gao look ugly. If that's the case, I'll help you.

"Zhao Gao, is it true what Lang Zhongling said?"

"Your Majesty, no, the subject was wronged."

Zhao Gao has already started to scold his mother in his heart.

Wu Zizhong's methods are very evil, what if he is finished this time?

"Then do you dare to gamble?"

Do you dare to bet?Zhao Gao really hesitated, and the other ministers didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Your Majesty, forget it, Mr. Zhao has no kind, so he can't afford to gamble."

"nonsense."

Suddenly, Zhao Gao jumped up.

(End of this chapter)