The Qin Dynasty perished after only two generations? My Great Qin also needs an Emperor Taizong!

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While the soldiers were training, Chang Sheng and his companions on the high platform suddenly looked surprised and turned to look. They saw a line of fifty Qin cavalrymen galloping towards the camp in the distance... It was Jia Le and his group. Although there were only fifty riders, to Chang Sheng and his companions, the formation looked like a thousand troops.

As the group drew closer, all four could see the large red tassel on the helmet of the lead rider and the black cloak fluttering behind him as he galloped. He was holding something in his hand, which reflected several bright spots in the sunlight.

"Are these the old soldiers that the young master mentioned three days ago?!" Chang Sheng looked at the people around him, his hands gripping the railing.

Lou Wen narrowed his eyes slightly, and after clearly seeing the black-clad armored warrior's attire, he clicked his tongue in admiration, "Judging by the attire, it should be close enough..."

"Such a powerful killing intent! Such a strong baleful aura!" Zhang Xian exclaimed in amazement.

Li Zheng weighed the banner on his shoulder. "I'm not criticizing you, but have you seen the young master's token?"

"Haha, Old Li is right, welcome the guests!" Chang Sheng waved his hand, and the command flag beside him waved. The soldiers in the camp stopped in unison and formed a battle formation.

Fifty galloping horses drew ever closer.

The camp gates were wide open, and the infantry soldiers in front of the camp received orders and immediately ran forward, clearing away the horses and forming two neat rows in front of the camp gates. Chang Sheng and a few others came out to greet them.

Jia Le, still several feet away from the two lines of infantry, suddenly pulled on the reins, and the fifty horses came to a sudden, orderly stop.

Jia Le's gaze fell upon the slowly opening camp gate. The four cavalry generals and a group of centurions mentioned by the young master had already ridden up. After a short while, the cavalrymen stepped out of the camp gate, dismounted in front of the group, and lined up in two rows. Chang Sheng and his three companions stepped forward side by side, clasped their hands in greeting, and said:

"Young general Chang Sheng (Lou Wen, Zhang Xian, Li Zheng) greets all the generals."

Jia Le and the others dismounted and slowly walked to the middle of the two lines of cavalry. They surveyed the knights and then looked at the horses. When their eyes fell on the stirrups on both sides of the warhorses, the group suddenly became interested.

Chang Sheng leaned close to Lou Wen's ear and whispered, "What are they doing?"

Lou Wen gently shook his head and replied softly, "In your words, young master, we have many shortcomings, leaving the generals at a loss for what to teach us." He then gave a barely perceptible chuckle, seemingly amused by his own words.

Li Zheng remained silent, only looking at the group of black-clad knights with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Zhang Xian stared in disbelief at the cloaks behind Jia Le and his men, "My God, they're all eighth-rank nobles, how many people must they have killed..."

"Who cares how many we kill? They're all on our side anyway." Chang Sheng said, striding towards Jia Le. Lou Wen, Zhang Xian, and Li Zheng followed closely behind. "General, we were all infantrymen before and we're not good at horsemanship." Chang Sheng said loudly as he approached Jia Le and the others. "This is a stirrup made by the young master."

"Did the young master come up with these two stirrups? These things can make infantrymen ride horses well?" Deputy Captain Fei Ge muttered under his breath, and, not believing it, stepped forward and mounted his horse.

The innovation of equestrian equipment undoubtedly greatly improved the cavalry. Fei Ge, as one of the top riders in the Qin Dynasty, noticed the difference as soon as he sat down. He looked at Jia Le and the others and said in surprise, "Hey, amazing! Boss, although I'm not used to these things, they are really useful."

That's right! This was invented by the young master!

Upon hearing this, Chang Sheng and the others looked proud and stepped forward, starting to introduce themselves to Jia Le and the others.

After a short while, Jia Le roughly understood the military equipment of the camp... There were two hundred warhorses in the entire camp, but only ten of them were fully equipped with horse gear. The rest had at most two stirrups and horseshoes... The reason was also very practical: it was too expensive, and Ying Mu could not afford it.

Jia Le narrowed his eyes slightly. As a veteran who had fought on the battlefield, he understood all too well the purpose of these things.

And these things...

It also came from that young master...

"Good stuff!" Jia Le nodded and gave a soft "hmm," then looked at Chang Sheng and the others beside him. "Do you know why we've come here?"

"We know!" the group replied in unison, stepping forward to present the tokens.

"Good, I understand!" Jia Le took the command token and shouted, "Assemble! Return to camp!"

With the guidance of veterans like Jia Le, the atmosphere in the military camp was completely transformed. In addition, the young master often went to inspect the camp, which made the soldiers suffer. However, the young master not only provided ample food, but also promised that the soldiers could go hunting in the mountains once a year during the hunting ban period. As life under the young master's rule became more and more stable, all the complaints disappeared as the feeling of fullness rose.

Meanwhile, amidst the soldiers' spontaneous desire to maintain their peaceful lives, the young master's life became increasingly safe and stable.

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At the end of September, outside the suburban villa, Xiao Yinman's eyes, which were like black pearls, lost some of their color, and she swayed from side to side, her legs trembling.

"Time's up!"

With a soft exclamation from Han Shan, the little princess let out a long breath and fell backward... A hand came over and steadily supported the little princess's back.

Ying Mu smiled and tapped the little girl's forehead. "You little rascal, you must be tired from imitating my horse stance, right?"

"Brother, Yinman's legs are so sore..."

Ying Yinman muttered something under her breath. She sat on the grass, feeling as if her hands and feet no longer belonged to her. But what followed was admiration for her brother, Ying Mu: she had only lasted for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea and she was already like this, but her brother had stood for half an hour and still had the energy to talk and laugh...

As expected of my elder brother!

Ying Mu summoned Chunxue and another person to give her a massage. He reached out and removed the weeds from her head, saying gently, "Yin Man is a princess of the Great Qin Dynasty. She was born to enjoy a life of luxury and doesn't need to work so hard. Here, have some honey water to relax."

"Thank you, brother," Ying Yinman replied in a voice barely audible as she took the water pouch.

"You're welcome." Ying Mu walked towards the study to the north with his hands behind his back, and soon returned carrying several scrolls of books. "Once your legs have recovered, you can sit down and read."

Ying Yinman pursed her lips and turned her head away in a huff.

After a long silence, it suddenly blew a fairly standard, sharp whistle. A moment later, the big black bird flapped its wings and flew over, landing steadily on the mountaintop that resembled a small hill. It shook its feathers, splashing a few drops of earthy water onto the little girl's face, causing her to gasp in surprise.

Ying Mu clapped and laughed, took the handkerchief Xue handed over, and sat down opposite the little girl.

"After lunch, we'll head back to the palace for a few days."

The little girl took the handkerchief, wiped herself, folded it, and placed it beside her. Then she looked at Ying Mu with a puzzled expression and asked, "Brother, why did you suddenly want to go back to the palace? I think it's more fun staying here."