Meng Yi was shocked.

Meng Ao's reaction was beyond his imagination.

When time passes, it is two o'clock in the morning.

At this time, I was too eager to go to Xianyang Palace to find the First Emperor.

"Big Father, Big Father."

Meng Yi grabbed Meng Ao's arm and persuaded anxiously: "It's too late."

The veteran pulled out his arm, looked angry, and shouted loudly while dressing.

"It's too late. I attacked night many times when I was fighting. I should throw you on the battlefield for a few more years. You are not as good as the boy named Zhao Kuo in the Battle of Changping!"

"Big Father, Your Majesty should go to bed and go until dawn."

"The emergency military situation has arrived. The coach fell asleep. He can report it to the coach tomorrow? The soldiers are very fast, and they are in a hurry and can't wait!"

Meng Yi was helpless.

Knowing that he couldn't stop his eldest father, he could only ask the servants to prepare the carriage and horses, and later he followed Meng Ao to the palace to meet the First Emperor.

This is what Meng Yi is in charge of the internal history of Xianyang affairs, and all the city defense forces are under the jurisdiction of Meng Yi.

Anyone who changes.

Even Li Si and Wang Wan, as prime minister, want to go out with great fanfare during the curfew, would be a problem.

The servants brought Meng Ao's armor, and the sword scars covered with weapons on it were densely packed, which seemed to be a long-standing war.

"Dafu, if you enter the palace, you will enter the palace. Maybe this armor will not be worn?"

Meng Yi persuaded.

Armor is a matter of wearing things when going to the battlefield. When you enter the palace and see the First Emperor wearing armor, it is disrespectful to the First Emperor.

Although I haven't worn armor for a long time.

But Meng Ao was not unfamiliar with her when wearing it, and she was very skillful and neatly dressed, which was already a muscle memory.

He grabbed Qin Jian hanging on the wall and pinned him to his waist. Meng Ao, who was extremely angry, glared at Meng Yi fiercely.

"I'm going to wear this outfit to meet Your Majesty. You are so crowded with people. Don't go to the palace with me!"

You don’t have many old things, but you have big old things.

I won't go to the palace with you all the time. What if you always call Your Majesty Birdman?

Meng Yi believed that his eldest father would definitely do such a thing, and Meng Ao would scold anyone if he was anxious.

Meng Yi just refused, but he didn't dare to say more.

Seeing that Meng Yi no longer talked, Meng Ao stopped scolding anything and became angry.

Wearing armor and holding a sword.

I staggered out of the house on the road.

This momentum is still the momentum on the battlefield back then.

But this body is not the body on the battlefield back then.

"You three, come to the palace with me!"

Meng Yi pointed out three city defense forces and followed Meng Ao out of the house.

This night.

Xianyang City under the curfew.

There were several carriages running on the road, and the rumbling sounds overshadowed the night and broke the silence of the curfew.

The residents of several streets heard the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground with a thumping sound.

A night curfew, if there is a sound of galloping horses in Xianyang City, it should be an urgent matter.

Most of the people didn't care about what happened again. They just thought the horse's hooves and carriages were extremely noisy, which made them sleep.

No matter what big happens, it has nothing to do with them.

But if they don’t sleep well, don’t have the energy tomorrow, and cannot complete the task while working, they will not be able to live well.

Xianyang Palace, squatting down at night.

If it weren't for the burning torches on the palace wall, this huge palace would only look at the outline, like a sleeping strange beast.

The blue bricks on the Xianyang city walls are very new, with only traces of heavy wind and rain, and no knife and axe to cut.

Since Qin Xiaogong moved the capital to Xianyang and built such a huge palace in Xianyang, Xianyang Palace has not experienced war baptism.

Although the palace walls of Xianyang Palace are very thick, thicker than those of Xianyang City, they have never been damaged by weapons with long spears.

Since Xianyang became the capital of Qin.

There is no war that can reach Xianyang City or Xianyang Palace.

After more than a hundred years, the King of Qin has been continuously repaired and expanded the Xianyang Palace.

The city walls of Xianyang Palace have also expanded, thickened and lengthened as they continue to expand.

Although the Xianyang Palace has not been tested by war, it can be said to be the safest palace group in the world.

And today.

The test of suspected war is here.

On the palace wall, the man on duty holding a long spear heard the sound of a war horse galloping.

Now it is a curfew, where does the sound of horse racing come from?

They thought they had been on duty for a long time and had hallucinations in their ears and heard them wrongly, so they looked at their colleagues nearby.

In the eyes of colleagues, there is the same doubt as in their own eyes.

When two doubts are mixed together, they become cautious and alert.

Hold the long spear in your hand tightly.

The men and women turned their attention to the spacious road in the center of Xianyang Street.

Listening to the sound of the horse's hooves getting louder and louder, the men and women knew that the visitor was getting closer and closer to Xianyang Palace.

On the wall of Xianyang Palace, the highest official position was a Shanglang.

Shanglang stalked the city wall and stared at the dark road.

"Take out all the bows and arrows and listen to my orders later."

"only."

There is a man who goes to get the bow and arrow.

When the men on the city wall heard what the husband said, none of them had a sad face, but they all had a happy face.

If there is a war, it means there is military achievements.

Having military achievements means being able to be promoted.

As the Qin Imperial Guards, they are not like the Imperial Guards of a certain dynasty in later generations.

Only Qin army soldiers who performed well on the battlefield were qualified to become Langguan and protect their kings.

When fighting, these men and women are not afraid of anything.

When the men and officials put down their long spears and went to pick up bows and arrows, the frequency of horse hooves falling to the ground gradually decreased.

The night under the palace wall was stirred up, like a spoon was spinning around in black sesame paste.

Shanglang knew that these uninvited guests had arrived.

According to Qin rules, Shanglang can now order arrows to be fired.

No matter who he is, he dares to break into Xianyang Palace at night and kill him.

"Bend the bow and put the arrow!"

"only!"

The men and officials on the palace wall all answered in unison.

Strong and firm ~

The bowstrings were tightened quickly, making a sound full of bows.

All the men and women had their bows like a full moon. The sharp arrows on the longbow flashed cold light under the moonlight, and could shoot through the night and flesh at any time.

"Who is under the city? Don't you know this is Xianyang Palace? Are you looking for death?"

Shanglang shouted.

The sound of the horse's hooves that did not completely calm down was enough to make the people under the palace wall hear it clearly.

"It's me! Meng Ao!"
To be continued...