Chapter 7: North to Yan State

In 225 BC, Emperor Qin of the Qin Dynasty sent General Li Xin to lead the army to 200,000 troops and attack the Chu Kingdom, defeating them. In the second year, Yingzheng reactivated veteran Wang Jian and led a soldier of 600,000 to cut Chu Jingyu's memory history, which should look like this.
So, starting two years ago, he made some small preparations in order to wait for the arrival of 600,000 Qin Jun. However, a year has passed since the tiger was defeated, and King Qin did not send Li Xinfa Chu. In another year, no 600,000 Qin troops were oppressed on the border of Chu.
Although he did not look forward to Qin Jun's arrival, such a big deviation was not a joke. Did he remember it wrong, or is the history of this world unique? Jingyu began to collect the history of the Qin King after the destruction of the Six Kingdoms. Sure enough, some clues were found in it.
The most obvious one should be the Changping War that occurred in 260 BC, but it was in the era of Yingzheng. It was ordered by Yingzheng to kill the 400,000 captives of Zhao State. That year was 228 BC.
Jingyu replaced Xiang Shaoyu, and the biggest main task was to break the Xianyang city and overthrow the rule of the Qin Dynasty. He felt that he had been attached to this recently. He replaced Xiang Shaoyu without false, but he was Long Jingyu. In addition to being a master of the plane, it is his greatest interest to acquire and conquer all kinds of beautiful and extraordinary women.
Thinking of it in this way, he found that he had no other women than Qinger who had grown up with him for eight years since he entered the world. It should be said that he had not found other women. Although it has something to do with his age at this time, Jingyu still feels a little abnormal.
Throwing away the bamboo slip about Qin Wang Yingzheng, Jingyu walked to the table placed in a corner of the hall. A shelf was placed on top of it, and a long black sword glowing with cold light was sleeping-about 120 cm in length with the handle, the thickest part was about 2 cm, the widest part was 8 cm, and the cross section was like a diamond.
Jingyu gave the old General Xiang the drawing, the blade was smooth and flat. While the craftsman forged this weapon for him, he still carved some beautiful and domineering scales on the blade. After Jingyu got it, she felt that the patterns were very suitable for his taste, so she kept it.
Stroking the blade gently, the corner of his mouth slightly curled. Hold the hilt and lift the 33-kilogram bladeless sword easily. Waving back and forth twice, the sound of a whistle in the air sounded. The table and chairs not far from him were trembling under the wind pressure of the sword.
"Young Master, how can you use a sword in the house?"
At this moment, Qinger came in with the tray in hand, and couldn't help but blame. In the past two years, she has become more mature and beautiful, and she is more sympathetic to early opening. She already has the charm of some young women.
It is now mid-summer in August, and she is now dressed relatively cool. Pink printed white tube top, with two layers of white yarn wrapped around her bare shoulders. It not only served as a cover, but also had a faintly fascinating beauty of temptation. The sky blue pleated skirt that reached the calf, and the playful white boots below.
Jingyu stopped and waved her sword, and she felt the scent coming from her nose. A glance at the tray saw a copper bowl on it. When I wanted to, she must have made some delicious soup for him. He smiled slightly, put the sword back, and sat cross-legged next to the long table where he usually eats.
Qing'er put the tray on the table, put the copper bowl in both hands and placed it in front of Jingyu. Then, after looking at the sword, she showed a little curiosity. She thought Jingyu had itchy hands and wanted to practice the sword for a while, but she didn't expect to put it down so simply.
"Qing'er, take a trip with me tomorrow, okay?" Jingyu took a sip from the copper bowl. The liquid at the entrance is smooth and cold, and has the effect of quenching thirst.
"Hey?" Qing'er stayed for a while. "Going far, where does the young master want to go?"
"Yan Kingdom in the North."
Jingyu drank the sweet soup in one breath and placed the copper bowl on the table. Looking at Qing'er who was covering his mouth, he smiled and blinked at her, "We two will go quietly, I will leave a letter to them."
"Well, this is probably not right."
Qing'er wanted to cry. Seeing the young Master's eagerness to try, with her understanding of him, it must have made up her mind. She knew she couldn't persuade him at all, and the rest of the family might not. Just pray that this road will be safe and secure. As for Qinger's sentence, it is not to stop him, but to persuade him to take more guards.
"I was going to go alone"
"That won't work!"
Jingyu didn't finish that sentence, and Qinger suddenly looked at him from top to bottom with brave hands on the table.
"The young master needs my care, it must be!" she said, very determined, but there were some scared tears in her eyes. If it is abandoned by him, it is really better than death.
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"So, I have to bring you."
Jingyu took her hand and pulled her into her arms, "Good Qinger, don't cry, I will need you to give me a baby in the future."
"Ah?" The topic suddenly jumped to this, and Qinger shrunk in Jingyu's arms. "The young master was bad, and people didn't promise to give you oops!" She covered her face. Can't say it.
Jingyu laughed with pride. Although the voice is still immature, the meaning contained in it is very old-fashioned.
That night, Qinger did some tidying up. According to Jingyu's request, two backpacks were tied up, and some money and silver were placed.
"Is it all right?"
Qing'er is actually a member of the Xiang family. It is only different from the young master Jingyu, but it is just the end of the family. She is able to take care of Jingyu, which is also her limit. As a child who was raised as a girl by urination, she had been out of the gate from Jiangdong to the north.
"Well, I'll talk about it when I need it on the road." Jingyu lay on the bed. "Some things, I'll let you know that as a symbol of my trust on the road, you can't let me down."
Qing'er was puzzled and didn't understand what he was talking about, just nodded.
On the second day, it was just dawning, and Jingyu carried his black sword on his back, carrying Qinger and carrying a luggage with him. The two rode horses, left the city, and walked up Guandao all the way north. It took two days for the Xiang family's talents to realize that the young master was gone. By this time, Jingyu and the two had entered the territory of Qi State.
At the end of the Warring States period, regardless of Qin or Chu, the land of China was not as huge as the later generations knew. Jingyu traveled from the capital of Chu through Qi to reach Yan, which is actually equivalent to passing from Anhui Province in later generations through Shandong Province to northern Hebei Province.
Unlike Jingyu, Qinger couldn't stand her hips after riding for half a day. Jingyu bought a carriage for her. He didn't even ride a horse himself, and when he became a chaser, he kept Qinger panicked for a long time. Even though she was tired, she insisted on sitting with him instead of resting in the car.
Two people sitting in what should have been a handlebar-style position, driving in a horse-drawn carriage, and watching the scenery along the way between talking and laughing, is also a good way to kill time and fatigue. However, after all, the two are not familiar with the road. I don’t know where I can stay overnight, so I missed Sutou. No, they now found a waterside, parked the carriage in the wild and prepared to spend the night here.
What this ancient lacks is not lack of game. Jingyu lost a stone and killed two pheasants. Qing'er took care of them, but he picked up the firewood needed at night. After that, the two picked one out of the branches and put them on the fire to grill.
"Master, I'm afraid it will be difficult to have this opportunity to travel alone with you in this life?"
In the crackling fire, Qing'er suddenly felt it. She had a hunch that she belonged to this boy, but that boy must not belong to her. This is the gap in identity, and the sorrow that began when she became his only maid.
"You can have it if you want to, but it is not difficult." Jingyu laughed. "In the future, when I have unified this river and mountain, I will take you to travel through the land of Kyushu." When it comes to this, he appears on his body. A pride. Quite a bit of the spirit of Jiangshan in the wave, and Qinger couldn't help but see.
After being roasted by fire for a long time, the fat pheasant dripped a drop of oil, and the sound of Qinger pulled Qinger's heart back. She quickly turned the roast chicken to avoid being burnt. The color of her face could not be seen clearly under the light of fire, but it was the jitter that could come from the branch held by the hand, to understand the fluctuation in her heart at the moment.
Unify the world, becoming the emperor is too far away from Qing'er, she doesn't know how to react. In other words, she was intimidated by Jingyu's casual words.
Jingyu saw this, but did not appease her. What he has to do is unstoppable, and she must adapt herself to it as soon as possible. Otherwise, how to be the closest person around him?
However, what he did not expect was that Qing'er even left tears silently.
He wants to be the Son of God, and Qing'er is willing to believe that he can succeed. However, he was the emperor and she was still a little maidservant. Even compared to his young master status, it is extremely humble, not to mention the emperor. He must be worthy of a noble princess, not her. Furthermore, her age is 10 years older than him. When he dominates the world, I am afraid she no longer has a young and beautiful face.
In that way, can he still be remembered by him, can he still be liked by him? Qing'er was not confident, she cried. The broken bead slipped across the cheek and fell on the grass. She hugged her knees, and this moment was so weak.
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