Outside Xianyang Palace, on the high platform, the King of Qin walked to Meng Ao's side and asked with a smile:

"Half General, are you afraid?"

Meng Ao replied seriously:

"The horse is wrapped in a corpse, so what I want."

"It's no wonder that the former kings are more important than the general. After this prayer, I will thank the general."

The King of Qin bowed and said, "If I die, I will pass on this filial piety clothes to Zichu, and I will block the news and not be enemies of the enemy, so I will ask him to be the imperial teacher."

After a pause, the King of Qin sighed and said:

"Treat Mrs. Huayang well!"

"But if he interferes in politics, he will be under house arrest."

"No! I will obey the order of the king."

Meng Ao bowed and accepted the edict.

At this time, the palms in the sky were hanging lower and endless air was pressed down by the palms, and waves of air swept across the world.

In front of Xianyang City, the King of Qin's sleeves were floating, and he raised his head and shouted:

"How come you say you have no clothes!"

"Along with this!"

Six thousand sharp men sang loudly in response.

The sound vibrated the entire Xianyang City.

Immediately, all the Qin people in Xianyang City seemed to resonate and sing in unison.

The sound became louder and louder, as if it was on par with Tianyu.

"Wang Yu raised his army and repaired my spear. He shared his enemies with his son!

Is it true that I have no clothes? I am in the same womb as my son. The king raised his troops and repaired my spear and halberd. I worked with me!

Isn’t you saying that you don’t have clothes? I have the same clothes as you. The king of you builds your army and builds your armor and soldiers. Let me go with you!"

In front of Xianyang Palace, the King of Qin laughed to the sky.
Chapter completed!