A smile touched Ying Zheng's lips. With a sweeping wave of his hand, he declared in a resonant voice, "This is no difficult matter! The Mohist Pavilion has already been designated a foundational matter of the state. The entire nation shall direct its resources toward supplying it. Whatever is needed shall be granted without exception."
Zhao Cheng nodded at this, thinking to himself, Just as expected.
Only with such wholehearted support from the entire nation could the Mohist Pavilion conduct all manner of experiments and technological explorations without restraint. The road of innovation would then advance a thousand miles a day.
He immediately turned, his sharp gaze falling upon Qin Guli, and gave his order in a deep voice. "Qin Guli, starting tomorrow, you will lead one hundred elite disciples of the Mohist Pavilion to Xianyang at once and oversee the establishment of the Xianyang Mohist Pavilion. Make certain it is completed and operational as soon as possible!"
At these words, Qin Guli's spirits immediately surged, a sharp gleam flashing in his eyes. He promptly bowed and saluted, his voice ringing with force. "This subordinate obeys! I shall not fail Your Majesty's trust!"
With the matter of expanding the Mohist Pavilion settled beyond dispute, Ying Zheng shifted the subject. His expression gradually turned grave as he brought up the plan to attack Yan. "Now that Yan's hundred thousand elite troops have all been destroyed outside Wu'an City, its domestic defenses stand empty. This is the perfect opportunity for our Great Qin to march east..."
Zhao Cheng mused inwardly, At last, we've come to the main point. He immediately stepped forward and replied, "Rest assured, Your Majesty. The rail line from Wu'an to Yan's border was completed long ago. The tracks stretch for a thousand li, clear and unobstructed. The thirty