Meng Wu hesitated whether to enter the Central Army tent. He was a small centurion and was not qualified to enter the Central Army tent.

Before Qin Yiren could speak, Wang Ling waved to Meng Wu and said, "Meng Wu, come too."

"Thank you General!" Meng Wu was overjoyed.

He hadn't met Qin Yiren for many years, so he didn't want to separate. Wang Ling let him enter the Central Army's tent, and he was all happy.

The central army's tent is large enough to accommodate more than a hundred people, but the furnishings are extremely simple. In the middle is a wide short case, and behind is a short table, which is for Wang Ling. In the hatchback, there are short tables, which are for the seats and generals to kneel down when discussing matters.

"Young Master, please!" Wang Ling invited Qin Yiren to sit down, and then returned to his position as the coach.

Meng Ao and Huan Qie each found their own seats to sit down. The Qin army ordered very strictly, but there was not so much red tape and they were very casual. They just wanted to find their own seats.

Qin Yiren pulled Meng Wu and asked him to sit beside him. Of course, Meng Wu had no objection and was very happy.

"Although it's late at night, the young master is back, and we are very happy. We will hold a brief dust-washing banquet for you." Wang Ling glanced at everyone and smiled and said, "You all know what the young master did in Handan, so I won't say much, and hold a banquet." With a wave of his right hand, he was extremely powerful, as if he was commanding thousands of troops.

The generals kept wandering around Qin Yiren, very curious. Who said Qin Yiren was the number one scholar in the world?

As soon as Wang Ling's order was passed, the soldiers came in and began to hold a banquet. The process was the same as the Qin army's war, and it was orderly and very fast. In just a short while, the banquet was set up.

The Qin people were simple, simple, and did not value luxury. The same was true for their banquets, such as stewing a fat sheep, a piece of pork elbow, a plate of garlic paste, a plate of bitter vegetable, and a few pots of hell.

However, Qin Yiren looked at these authentic Qin dishes, and his ex's memories appeared, and he felt very kind. Since leaving Qin and coming to Zhao as a hostage, Qin Yiren rarely saw Qin dishes. When he saw them again, he was particularly kind, with beautiful little stars in his eyes.

"According to military law, wine is prohibited in the army. When the young master Yi Ren returns, I will make an exception. However, it is limited to the three titles!" Wang Ling picked up the wine title and said to Qin Yi Ren: "Young Master, please do this title!"

"Thank you General! Thank you all!" Qin Yiren picked up the wine title.

"Do it!" A generous voice sounded, and everyone drank it in one gulp.

Put down the bronze wine, Qin Yiren picked up the bitter vegetable and stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it all, the taste was long and the aftertaste was endless. Qin wine with bitter vegetable is a unique feature of Qin, which can make Qin wine more mellow and long.

How difficult it is to taste the authentic Qin wine bitter vegetable again, Qin Yiren's nose is sour.

After three jue in a row, Wang Ling ordered the wine to be removed, and everyone started to eat meat and Guokui.

Qin Yiren picked up a thick, golden piece of Guoku and looked at it for a while. He was very surprised and muttered to himself: "Why is there Guoku?"

Guokui is a very convenient food. It is something that modern people know. Qin Yiren was very surprised when he first saw it.

"Young Master, do you know how Guokui came from?" Just as Qin Yiren was surprised, Meng Wu lowered his voice and said to Qin Yiren.

"How did it come?" Qin Yiren had eaten Guokui, but he didn't know how Guokui came. He really wanted to understand.

"It was done by me!" Before Meng Wu could answer, Wang Ling patted his chest and said proudly: "When I play this, it will be more convenient for the Great Qin Ruishi."

"You?" Qin Yiren's eyes were wide open, and he was very disbelief.

Guokui has been circulating for a long time, but I don’t know who invented it. Qin Yiren really doesn’t believe it.

"This matter starts with the Battle of Changping." Wang Ling flashed with pride and was extremely contented, saying: "At that time, we were fighting with Zhao Gou in front of us, and the civilians brought us food and drink. The place where I was very bitter, there was no water, and this water was more expensive than gold. If we were to send flour, we would not have water and we would not be able to eat cakes. What should we do?"

Speaking of this, Wang Ling's voice was slightly higher and said, "After the back, just reconcile the flour and water, make the dough, and send it to the front line, so that we can make cakes by ourselves."

The main grain crop of Qin State was wheat, so the Qin State mainly used pasta, while the Qin army mainly used cakes.

"That day, Zhao Gou fought with us like crazy, and we almost couldn't resist it. At a critical moment, I ordered people to use the cooking pot as a shield to resist Zhao Gou's arrows, and finally repel Zhao Gou's counterattack." Wang Ling raised his brow, like a sharp sword unsheathed, and said: "The battle was won, but we were going hungry. The pot was broken and we couldn't make cakes. What should we do?"

Wang Ling dragged his voice long and glanced at everyone. He was very proud. He raised his neck and said, "I have a sudden idea. He took off the helmet, put it on the fire, kneaded the dough, and threw it into the helmet. There was a sizzling sound and a fragrance came out, which was very tempting. After turning it over a few times, it turned into a pot of milk."

"This is how Guokui got it?" Qin Yiren was surprised.

From the Warring States Period to the present, Guokui is still popular and is still loved by people. Although it is a little harder and requires a good tooth, it is very convenient.

"In this way, the Guokui spread all over the army. When the emperor found out, he ordered the delivery of dough to the front and no more flour, which saved us a lot of trouble!" Wang Ling patted his chest proudly and said with a smile: "For this matter, the soldiers also made up a Guokui Song."

"There are songs?" Qin Yiren was even more difficult to believe.

"Young Master, listen." Wang Ling made the pot of the fire, which saved Qin Jun a lot of trouble. This was one of the most proud things in his life. He would not be able to show off his face or show it off.

Wang Ling, Meng Ao, Huan Qiong, and the generals sang in unison:

Guoku Guoku, wheat noodles Guoku.

Iron helmet hard surface, burnt yellow and crispy.

The smoke is stirred up by fire, thick and black.

The war of the ages is the Great Qin Guokui.

The singing is majestic and heroic, and it runs straight through the sky, making people's blood boil, and Qin Yiren's eyes are particularly bright.

Not only were Wang Ling and the others singing, they also kept patting their thighs and beat the rhythm, and a rough atmosphere filled the world.

The Qin people were rough and beat the beats with their thighs. This is the symbol of the Qin people. The Shandong area accused the Qin people of being barbarians.

The atmosphere was better when the "Guokui Song" was sung, and the meal was over and over again.

After the banquet, Wang Ling ordered people to prepare a tent for Qin Yiren. Meng Wu chased behind Qin Yiren and couldn't bear to part. Qin Yiren had a good impression of Meng Wu and Qin Yiren, so he decided to sleep on the same bed.

At night, there were always movements and screams in Qin Yiren's tent from time to time.

"Mengwu, you got married. Is your wife's breasts round? Is her butt raised? Isn't the wind and coquettish? Can she toss on the couch? Is the kung fu good?" The voice of an unscrupulous young man, Hedgehog, rang out.

"Young Master, you are so unscrupulous, what are you feeling for?" A young man accused him loudly.

"I'm thinking about you. We are the best friends. If you can't do it, I'll give you an idea." A certain unscrupulous young man became even more trivial.

"You can't do it!" Some young man was angry.

"Bang!" A heavy sound of landing sounded, and an unscrupulous young man fell from the couch to the ground, screaming: "Ah!"

"Young Master, is your wife good at kung fu? Are you okay?" The hedgehog of an unscrupulous young man is no worse than that of an unscrupulous young man.

"How did you speak? How can this young master not do it? You can't do it!" A certain unscrupulous young master was very angry.

"Bang!" A heavy impact sounded, and an unscrupulous young man fell from the couch to the ground and screamed: "Ah!"

In this way, the movement in the tabernacle was quite loud and lasted for one night.

The next morning, the Qin soldiers discovered that the world's No. 1 soldier had a pair of red eyes, like a rabbit's eyes. Of course, the young generals around the world's No. 1 soldier were not much better. Not only were his eyes red, but he also had some bruised noses and swollen faces. Judging from the Qin soldiers' rich experience in fighting formations, this was not injured, but fell.

Although the two of them had red eyes, they were extremely good. They ate together and wandered around together.

It is known to later generations that Qin Shihuang trusted Meng Tian very much. Why is this?

First, because Meng Tian has outstanding talent and is a genius with both civil and military skills; second, Qin Shihuang and Meng Tian were friends for three generations. Qin Shihuang’s grandfather Ying Zhu and Meng Ao had a deep friendship. Qin Shihuang’s father Qin Yiren and Meng Wu were in close contact. The two of them said everything, so they were so good that they had a pair of pants. Qin Shihuang himself had a good personal relationship with Meng Tian.

Wang Ling gave Meng Wu a military order, asking him to accompany Qin Yiren. This military order made Meng Wu overjoyed and accompanied Qin Yiren with all his heart and strength. Qin Yiren, accompanied by Meng Wu, wandered around the Qin army camp, and his understanding of the Qin army became more profound, which was very encouraging.

"The Qin army is worthy of being the 'invincible army' in Chinese history, destroying the six kingdoms and unifying China; flying across the mountains and mountains, pacifying Baiyue in the south, and defeating the Xiongnu in the north." Qin Yiren praised the Qin army.

The Qin army is a famous "iron-blooded hero" in Chinese history and an "invincible army" that has created countless glory. It is so rare that it is to fight against six Shandong countries by one and fight against the six countries in Shandong after a hundred years of war.

In terms of population, the six countries in Shandong far surpassed Qin; in terms of land, the six countries in Shandong far surpassed Qin; in terms of financial resources, the six countries in Shandong far surpassed Qin. In theory, Qin should not be the opponent of Shandong, but the situation is just the opposite, and the six countries in Shandong are not the opponent of Qin.

These are all the glory won by the Qin army with iron and blood!

Qin Yiren visited the Qin army camp for three days and gained a lot, and knew better about the Qin army.

However, three days later, Wang Ling invited Qin Yiren to the central army's tent and said, "Young Master, I have made arrangements. I will send someone to escort the Youth back to Xianyang."

"Return to Xianyang?" Qin Yi was unwilling to do so. He had not made any contributions yet.

Returning to Xianyang at this time is naturally not a problem. The problem is that he has not made meritorious contributions, and has not won both merit and fame, which is not very beneficial for him to ascend to the position of King of Qin. The current battle in Handan is a good opportunity for Qin Yiren. If he wants to take this opportunity to make meritorious contributions, he will never return to Xianyang.

"General, I want to stay in the army, can I?" Qin Yiren asked.

"Young Master, according to Qin law, no useless people shall be left in the army. Please forgive me." Wang Ling shook his head and refused Qin Yiren's request.
Chapter completed!