Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

In the morning, the sun shines on the earth, and a fresh smell flows into the courtyard in the mountains and forests.

Pao Ding stood in front of the sheep pen, looked at the dozen fat sheep in the pen, and was thinking about which food he would use today.

Finally, Pao Ding looked at one of the fattest sheep.

It was decided.

With a touch, Pa Ding grabbed the sheep out of the fold, hit it with a stick, carried it and left.

In this yard, most of the people are from the Zhaojia Village. Only in the kitchen, which belongs to the Pao Ding site, there are more than two dozen men who are all disciples of the Mo family.

They are usually responsible for preparing meals, but they are also a way for Zhao Shuang to contact the outside world.

Pa Ding was carrying the sheep. When he passed the granary, the Mo family disciples in the room were carrying grain and preparing to cook. When they saw Pa Ding, they signaled to each other.

In the stables, more than fifty war horses are gnawing on forage.When Pao Ding passed the mansion, he saw Bai Lu reprimanding several soldiers, blaming them for accidentally injuring their horses while patrolling.

War horses are very precious, and the cost of raising is not low. The rations are mixed with beans, so they must be used as feed.It really took time to take care of a horse.

This woman is too fierce.

Seeing that Bai Lu, who trained several tall and strong men to be like grandsons, Pao Ding was startled, and his pace sped up a bit, and he didn't want to stay long.

The entire yard is very large, the walls are very high, and the walls are very solid. There is a hollow wooden low wall on the outer layer, like a small city, with turrets on the four corners, and there are queuing buildings in front of the door.

As Pao Ding was walking from the granary to the kitchen, he saw the soldier who was shifting from the turret and was preparing to return to the longhouse. When he saw Pao Ding, he shouted.

"What are you eating today?"

"I rushed early in the morning and bought a hundred-tailed fresh fish from the fishing village under the mountain. I have fish soup today!"

Pao Ding was very familiar with these soldiers, but the other party did not know his identity, nor did they know the identity of their Han Yangjun.

A dozen soldiers stepped down from the turret, stretched out, and planned to go back to the house to sleep.

The turret is an independent military facility, three feet high, divided into several floors, there are resting places for soldiers to take turns to rest.There are gaps in the middle layer, which can be connected to the outer wooden wall for crossbowmen to move and patrol.

The courtyard is distinct from the inside and outside, and the long house where the soldiers lived is built along the courtyard wall.Pao Ding passed through the front yard. Before seeing the front gate, a carriage passed by the armorer and slowly drove in, passing in front of Pao Ding and into the middle courtyard.

Ordinary people’s carriage can only be parked outside the building, but this carriage drove straight in, showing an extraordinary identity.

Pao Ding shrugged his shoulders, followed the stamp of the carriage and entered the middle yard, went to the kitchen in a corner, yelled, and started preparing meals with the Mohists.

A row of waiting lanterns hung in front of the eaves.

The clear water in the courtyard was gurgling. It was originally a bunch of stagnant water. After being refurbished, the water was received from the mountain and turned into living water.

After some rest and reorganization, the yard in the mountain changed its appearance, and the messy trees and flowers became full of life.

After noon, Pao Ding entered the main house where Zhao Shuang lived with a large plate.

In addition to one Zhao Shuang, there are his guests, the people in the carriage just now.

Since Zhao Shuang was here, many people have come to visit.These people have complex identities, including aristocrats and officials from the Qin Kingdom and even six countries, and there are warriors from all over the world who want to become Zhao Shuang's followers, and even some bachelors who come here especially.

But this one is indeed something special.

"Lord, fried lamb chops, roast leg of lamb and this bowl of mutton soup are very nourishing."

Zhao Shuang nodded and said.

"Thank you!"

Pao Ding smiled and stepped back.

"The Lord eats happily, that's good."

Jun Changping used a knife to cut a small piece of mutton, got to his mouth, took a bite, and nodded.

"Sure enough! This chef's craftsmanship is a must."

Jun Changping was not stingy in compliments. He took a brief taste, took the silk cloth on the table, wiped his hands, raised his head, and asked.

"What is your relationship with you, the Jade Faced Flying Dragon, the leader of the Mo family?"

Mr. Changping's question came out suddenly, but Zhao Shuang smiled.

"Why does Lord Changping ask this?"

Jun Changping noticed Zhao Shuang's words at the moment and his expression at the moment.

"The daily expenses and repair costs of your house alone cannot be supported by the income in your territory."

Although both people in this house are princes, their incomes are completely different.Changping Jun's territory is in the middle of the affluent pass. The hinterland of Qin is densely populated and the land is fertile. Even from the map, Changping Jun's territory is smaller than Zhao Shuang, but his income is dozens of times that of Zhao Shuang.

"The two horse farms in Shang County, the dozens of shops in Xianyang City, the two large caravans in the commercial station and the workshops all over Guanzhong. When you attacked the Jue, Master Zhao only gave you one Zhaojia Village. To buy these properties, where does your money come from? There is no impermeable wall in the world. If I can detect it, so can Lu Buwei."

When Changping Jun told all this, he seemed to want to see through Zhao Shuang.

"And Lu Buwei, sooner or later will be able to find out the connection between the Mo family and you like me."

Zhao Shuang smiled and didn't care.

"Qin has the laws, can't the monarch communicate with the people of the hundreds of families?"

Jun Changping looked at Zhao Shuang with aggressive eyes.

"You should know, what does this mean?"

"Is it the same as the relationship between the peasant family and Changping Jun?"

"What do you know?"

Zhao Shuang smiled and slowly raised his head, Changping Jun's eyes were sharp.

"The Mo family and the peasant family are in the same land of Qin and Chu, and they are neighbors, and they also communicate with each other. Since Lord Changping can detect that the Mo family is in contact with me, how can I not know that Lord Changping is related to the peasant family?"

Mr. Changping lowered his head slightly, the luster in his eyes dimmed a bit.

"Then you admit that the Mo family leader is serving you?"

"Mr. Changping joked. These people in the rivers and lakes have always been rebellious. How can they serve others? They only come for profit and leave. It is the relationship between Lord Changping and the farmer. understood."

Changping-jun smiled and did not intend to entangle himself in this matter.

"Ordinary people only rely on their strength, depending on the number of soldiers, and when they really want to compete, they look at financial resources. Your yard seems to be in order, but if there is no financial support behind it, I am afraid that it will not be able to maintain the glory at this moment."

"Agriculture and business are nine-class, but if they want to spread the world, their help is indispensable, and they will naturally cooperate."

"Is that so?"

Zhao Shuang smiled slightly, not intending to go into it, but just asked softly.

"Lu Buwei can live in a strange thing, in exchange for today's foundation. Everyone in the world wants to follow suit, what does Mr. Changping think?"

As the words fell, the refreshing room suddenly became silent, and Mr. Chang Ping narrowed his eyes, with a deep momentum.

The words of Zhu Xin are murderous.