Meng Yi was startled.

Meng Ao's reaction was beyond his imagination.

It was past Chou hour, which was past two o'clock in the morning.

It was too urgent to go to Xianyang Palace to find the First Emperor at this time.

"Big Father, Big Father."

Meng Yi grabbed Meng Ao's arm and urged in a hurry: "It's too late."

The veteran pulled out his arm, with an angry look on his face, and shouted loudly while dressing.

"Too late, so many times during my wars I attacked at night. I should have thrown you on the battlefield and stayed there for a few more years. You are not as good as that brat named Zhao Kuo in the Changping Battle!"

"Father, Your Majesty should go to bed and wait until dawn before going back."

"The urgent military situation has arrived. If the commander is asleep, can we report it to the commander tomorrow? Soldiers are very quick and urgent. We can't wait!"

Meng Yi was helpless.

Knowing that he could not stop his eldest father, he could only ask his servants to prepare the carriage and horses. After a while, he followed Meng Ao into the palace to meet the First Emperor.

This is the internal history of Meng Yi in charge of Xianyang affairs, and all city defense troops were under Meng Yi's jurisdiction.

Just change someone else.

Even if Li Si and Wang Wan, as prime ministers, want to go out in a big way during the curfew, it will be troublesome.

A servant brought the Meng Ao battle armor. The armor was covered with numerous cuts and scars from weapons. It looked like it had been in battle for a long time.

"Uncle, please enter the palace as soon as you enter the palace. Maybe you don't need to wear this armor?"

Meng Yi advised.

War armor is something worn on the battlefield. When entering the palace to see the First Emperor wearing a war armor, it is disrespectful to the First Emperor.

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

But there was nothing strange about Meng Ao when he dressed up. He dressed neatly and skillfully. This was already a muscle memory.

Then he grabbed the Qin sword hanging on the wall and pinned it to his waist. Meng Ao was extremely angry and glared at Meng Yi fiercely.

"I'm going to wear this to see His Majesty. You're such a busy guy, don't follow me into the palace!"

You don't have many old things, but your old age is big.

I won't follow you into the palace, but what if you keep calling your majesty a bird?

Meng Yi believed that his eldest father could definitely do such a thing, and Meng Ao was so anxious that everyone would scold him.

Meng Yi just didn't respond, but he didn't dare to say any more words.

Meng Ao saw that Meng Yi was no longer nagging, so he stopped yelling and scolding and getting angry.

Wearing armor and holding a sword.

I staggered out of the house.

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

But this body is no longer the body on the battlefield.

"You three, follow me into the palace!"

Meng Yi ordered three city defense troops and followed Meng Ao out of the house.

This night.

Xianyang City under curfew.

Countless horse-drawn carriages were galloping on the galloping road, and the rumbling sound covered the night, breaking the silence of the curfew.

Residents in several streets heard the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground.

Night curfew, if there is the sound of galloping horses in Xianyang City, it should be an urgent matter.

Most of the people didn't care what happened. They just felt that the sound of horse hooves and carriages was extremely noisy and disturbed their sleep.

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

But if they don't sleep well, have no energy tomorrow, and can't complete their tasks at work, they won't be able to live well.

Xianyang Palace, squatting at night.

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

The blue bricks on the Xianyang city wall are very new, with only traces of wind and rain, but no cuts or cuts.

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

Although the walls of Xianyang Palace are very thick, even thicker than the city walls of Xianyang City, they have never been damaged by the weapons of Zhuogou and Changge.

Since Xianyang became the capital of Qin.

No war can reach Xianyang City or Xianyang Palace.

After more than a hundred years, successive Qin kings continued to repair and expand Xianyang Palace.

The walls of Xianyang Palace also continued to expand, thicken, and lengthen.

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

And today.

The test of suspected war is coming.

On the palace wall, Lang Guan, who was on duty with a long sword, heard the sound of galloping horses.

It's curfew now, where is the sound of horse racing coming from?

They thought they had been on duty for a long time and had hallucinations in their ears, so they all looked at each other with their colleagues on duty nearby.

In the eyes of colleagues, there was the same confusion as in their own eyes.

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

Hold the Chang Ge firmly in your hand.

The officials all turned their attention to the spacious galloping road in the center of Xianyang Street.

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

On the wall of Xianyang Palace, the person with the highest official position is Shanlang.

The superior man held the city wall and stared at the dark road.

"Take out all those bows and arrows and follow my orders later."

"only."

A man of the rank went to fetch the bow and arrow.

When the officials on the city wall heard what the superior said, none of them looked worried. Instead, they all looked happy.

Fighting a war means having military exploits.

Having military exploits means being promoted to a higher position.

The imperial guards of the Qin State were not like the imperial guards of a certain dynasty in later generations.

Only the elite soldiers of the Qin army who performed outstandingly on the battlefield were qualified to become Langguan and protect their king.

When it comes to fighting, these officials are not afraid at all.

When the officials put down their long swords and went to pick up their bows and arrows, the frequency of the horse's hooves hitting the ground gradually decreased.

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

The superior knew that these uninvited guests had arrived.

According to Qin law, the superior can order arrows to be fired now.

No matter who he is, if he dares to break into Xianyang Palace at night, he will be shot to death.

"Bend your bow and prepare an arrow!"

"only!"

The officials on the palace wall all responded in unison.

Zhengzhengzheng~

Each bowstring was tightened rapidly, making a full bow sound.

All the ministers held their bows open like the full moon. The sharp arrows on their long bows shone coldly under the moonlight, and could shoot through the night and penetrate the flesh at any time.

"Who is under the city? I wonder if this is Xianyang Palace? You are seeking death!"

The superior shouted sharply.

The sound overwhelmed the sound of horse hooves that had not completely subsided, enough for the people under the palace wall to hear clearly.

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