"Good!"
Ying Zheng laughed heartily, full of joy.
"Feng'er."
"This time, the various countries of the western borders are settled, and my Qin expands once again by tens of thousands of miles."
"This time, seizing the Qi Fortune may allow my Qin to advance further." Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Feng with a smile of excitement.
"Grandfather, Father."
"The Thirty-Six Western Countries are intricately complex."
"Although now subdued by military might, these Thirty-Six Countries were originally under the guidance of the Buddhist Sect, where everyone expounds Buddhist principles, everyone turns to Buddhism, how should we handle this matter?"
"Should we destroy the Buddhist temples of the western borders and sever the Buddhist heritage there?"
"Or what else should be done?" Zhao Qi asked tentatively.
"Why destroy?" Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
"And how to deal with those Buddhist temples?"
