Qin Emperor Ziying

Chapter 393 Windfall
Du Qing and the old man had to digest the news that his servant was not only a giant of the Mo sect, but also the King of Qin.

I clearly have a sworn feud with Da Qin, but how could the only descendant of my lineage become King Qin of Da Qin.

This makes it a bit awkward for him to oppose Qin and restore Shu, and for the King of Qin to oppose Qin.

Du Qing suddenly felt a headache at this moment, not only painful but also confused, he put his hands on his forehead and lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"My mother looks very tired, can you find a guest room for the three of us, I'll visit you tomorrow." Seeing Du Qing's appearance, Ziying also knew that she needed time to accept the news.

Hearing Ziying's words, the old man at the side hurriedly led the three of Ziying out of the hall and towards the guest room.

"I don't know what the old man's name is?" Lu Ziying suddenly asked.

"I'm just an old servant of the Kaiming family. Thanks to the grace of the late master, I was given the surname Du. As for the name, I have forgotten it after not using it for many years. You can just call me Old Du." The old man said with his head bowed.

Facing Ziying at this moment, the old man had completely put himself in the position of an old servant at home.

"Don't be too polite, old man. When my mother was here, Mr. Duo Meng took care of me. Ziying is very grateful." In Du Qing's narration, Ziying already knew that this old man was very grateful to the two of them. Although Yan is called a domestic servant, he is more like a father.

"From the mother's side, I hope the old man can explain it a lot more." Ziying cupped his hands and said to Du Lao.

"Young master, you don't need to worry. Wangjun just can't accept his status as a young master for a while. When Wangjun's mind is clear tomorrow, he will be fine."

"Thank you so much old man." Ziying thanked again.

……

"Send it off?"

After sending off Ziying and the other three, Elder Du went straight to the previous secret room, because he knew that if there were any difficult decisions, Du Qing would definitely come here to think about them.

This time is no exception.

"Reporting to Wang Jun, the three young masters have already rested in the guest room."

"Old Du, what do you think I should do?" Du Qing suddenly raised his head and said to the old man when there were only two people here.

"Wang Jun, if there is no Momen and Shenlei, do you think there is hope for us to restore the country?" The old man asked back.

Du Qing thought for a while, and although he didn't want to admit it, he still shook his head slowly.

"The old man thinks that Mr. Cong's move is a good move."

After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at Du Qing who looked suspicious and continued, "Isn't the painstaking efforts of several generations just to restore the Kingdom of Shu? Even if it is restored, it is only the title of King of Shu.

However, the only descendant of my Kaiming clan today is King Qin!

The title of the king of Qin is not inferior to that of the king of Shu, and even worse.

And if Qin Ziying can go further one day, it doesn't matter whether Shu Kingdom recovers or not. "

……

This night, not only Du Qing but also those "martial arts heroes" he recruited did not sleep well.

Du Qing was thinking about those words of Mr. Du, while those martial arts figures were thinking about how to deal with themselves after Suo Suo offended the Mo Men.

However, on the second day, all their melancholy was swept away, because they got a piece of news early in the morning.

The head of the family and all the wealth personnel of the family were merged into Momen and became a branch of Momen.

After calling on Du Qing again early the next morning, Ziying didn't care much about Du Qing's decision.

The most critical issue, Du Qing finally gave up on the impossibility of restoring the Shu Kingdom, so Ziying also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's been a long time since mother and Ziying left the military camp, and it's time to go back." After Du Qing's knot was untied, Ziying stayed here for another two days under Du Qing's enthusiasm, and told the mother he knew Du Qing was told about some of the situation.

On this day, I came to Du Qing to bid farewell.

"Is the baby for the South Vietnam War?" Du Qing asked aloud.

Ziying nodded and said: "The hundreds of tribes in South Vietnam live in the mountains and forests, and their traces are really elusive. Not to mention the excessive loss of food transported on the road, it is easy for the Yue people to take advantage of it. When I came, I ordered someone to dig through Hunan. Li Ershui, for the transfer of military rations, it should be almost ready when we go back."

To Ziying's answer, Du Qing smiled lightly and handed over a roll of cloth.

Ziying took it over and glanced at Du Qing suspiciously.

"The baby will know it just by looking at it." Du Qing said with a smile.

When Ziying opened it, he was shocked.

Because this roll of cloth clearly shows the locations of the settlements of various ethnic groups in South Vietnam in the mountains and the routes to them.

"From mother... this... this..."

"I have accumulated such an industry not only because I am good at the benefits of cinnabar. Although the South Vietnamese ethnic groups seldom communicate with the outside world, they still need some necessities such as salt and cloth, and we are the ones who provide them with these." The old man beside Du Qing said Ziying explained.

"Come out." Following the old man's yell, a group of about ten men came out from the back of the hall.

"Infant, these people are the stewards who traded with various ethnic groups in South Vietnam in the past. They know the customs and customs of the various ethnic groups in South Vietnam and the address of this silk cloth very well. It should be beneficial to take the baby with you. "Du Qing pointed at these people and said.

"Thank you baby, mother." Ziying thanked him sincerely after hearing this.

For these South Vietnamese, the most difficult thing is not to defeat them, but to find them at all.

Once the battle is unfavorable, this group of people immediately turned their heads and ran into the dense forest. How can they know where they are? Maybe the next time they jump out will be from the dense forest behind you.

Moreover, the terrain in southeast of Lingnan is even more elusive, and the forests are denser. The Dongyue people used to be in the Central Plains at any rate, and they had contacts with the same clan in Kuaiji. These Nanyue people are really wild. No one knows where it is hidden.

Now that’s all right, I looked at the silk silk that Du Qing gave me. Although there are not as many as a hundred settlements of the major tribes marked in it, there are roughly dozens of them. The clan is even more of a bully.

As for the remaining small tribes and smaller settlements, without the leadership of the big tribes, they would not pose much threat at all.

I never thought that there would be unexpected gains in this operation. With these South Vietnam, it is nothing to worry about.

After bidding farewell to the reluctant Du Qing, Ziying took the dozen or so people on the road back to Lingling.

The dozen or so people already knew about it, and the person in front of him was not only the giant of the Mo sect, but also the prestigious King Qin, and he took care of Ziying carefully along the way.

Gradually, they also discovered that although His Royal Highness King Qin's voice resounded all over the world, he seemed to have a good temper, and he was polite even to people like them.

(End of this chapter)