Daqin Engineering Corps

Zhang Xuan replied:

"Of course it's for the king..."

Then Zhang Xuan was dumbfounded and his eyes widened for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

After a while, he came back to his senses and asked:

"Master, you mean... this... This guy is going to assassinate the king?"

Jing Ke retorted loudly:

"It's just a short blade I carry with me for self-defense."

"Don't wait to talk nonsense!"

"How dare I have the heart to assassinate the king?"

Shen Bing asked back:

"If it's just a short blade for self-defense, why hide it in the map dedicated to the king?"

"If it's a short blade for self-defense, why don't you dare to show it to others?"

"Even want to kill my soldiers and take my life?"

Jing Ke still doesn't admit it:

"I just saw that you deliberately made things difficult, and wanted to kill him quickly!"

"This is your personal grievance and has nothing to do with others!"

……

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xuan, who bent over to check the soldiers' injuries, interrupted him:

"This guy dares to speak hard, this short blade is poisonous!"

This time Jing Ke had nothing to say.

No one would carry a poisoned short blade for self-defense, and it was an unsheathed short blade.

Because if you accidentally wear it on your body, you will scratch yourself and die from poisoning.

So all things were combined, even if Jing Ke didn't admit it, it wouldn't help.

Chapter 1 Zero Three

This matter soon alarmed Wang Jian.

At that time, Wang Jian was already soundly asleep in the handsome tent...

During this period of time, Wang Jian couldn't take a good rest due to the affairs in Handan. After finally everything was on the right track, he could finally sleep with peace of mind.

Not long after I fell asleep, a messenger came to report:

"General Yang asked the general to move to the prison, there is something important..."

Waking up in a daze, Wang Jian impatiently interrupted the messenger:

"It's not too late to deal with things tomorrow, why are you reporting at this time?!"

Wang Jian only said that he caught a few bandits again, or that he found the fugitive nobles.

The messenger replied:

"General, it is said that the envoys of the Yan Kingdom have been arrested..."

Wang Jian frowned, and asked slightly angrily:

"What is the purpose of arresting the envoy of Yan State?"

"Does Yang Duanhe think the three counties are not enough?"

Unexpectedly, the messenger replied:

"General, the Yan State envoy intends to assassinate the king..."

Wang Jian opened his mouth to yawn, but was so frightened by these words that he held back abruptly.

"What? What did you say?"

"The envoy of the Yan Kingdom wants to assassinate the king?"

The messenger replied:

"That's true!"

Wang Jian jumped up from the bed with a jerk, and then hurriedly put on (shoes) without putting on his clothes, and rushed to the prison.

The prison was in the barracks, and they arrived in less than a quarter of an hour.

Yang Duanhe was already waiting outside the prison, and when he saw Wang Jian coming up, he rushed up to greet him, and then explained while leading Wang Jian in:

"It should have happened at Haishi."

"The soldiers of the subordinate unit chased the bandits to the Xiangyun Inn."

"When searching for an inn, I accidentally found the room of the envoy of Yan State."

"I actually found a poison-poisoning blade in the map he dedicated to the king."

"The envoy of Yan State saw that the incident was exposed, and he shot and killed several soldiers before he was caught by us..."

Just as he was talking, Wang and Yang had already entered the torture room.

As soon as Yang Duanhe beckoned, someone presented a short blade with the sackcloth as the base.

Wang Jian picked up the short blade and looked at it. The blade shone slightly under the firelight, and the cutting edge was extremely sharp.He weighed it again, and Wang Jian immediately knew that it was a precious blade made of refined steel.

This Bai Liangang may not even be worthy of a prince or general, how can an ordinary envoy carry this thing with him for self-defense? !

So it seems that the assassination is indeed true.

Wang Jian asked:

"But who discovered it?"

Yang Duanhe arched his hands and replied:

"It's the engineer Shen Bing!"

This surprised Wang Jian:

This guy again?

This time, the effort of blinking and lowering the eyes has made great achievements again!

Wang Jian glanced at the torture room where screams were coming from, and asked:

"Did they recruit or not?"

Yang Duanhe shook his head:

"Those two envoys are very strict."

"I'm afraid the other soldiers don't know about it."

……

Wang Jian nodded and said secretly that this is reasonable, such a secret matter should not be known to ordinary soldiers.

After hesitating for a while, Wang Jian ordered:

"Let them show mercy and secretly send the assassin to Xianyang."

"At the same time, send a fast horse to report to the king."

Glancing at the poisoned sword, Wang Jian added:

"Take the evidence with you!"

"In addition, this matter must be strictly guarded, and no one should know, understand?"

Yang Duanhe quickly replied:

"My subordinate understands."

Wang Jian certainly had his deep meaning in doing this.

This matter involves war or peace between Qin and Yan, so of course it must be kept secret.

From Wang Jian's point of view, he didn't want these envoys to be assassins.

Because the Qin army at this time is not yet suitable for combat.

Although the drought in the three counties has been cured and people's hearts have gradually stabilized, there is not much left after a large amount of grain is used for farming.

Even Wang Jian knew that Qin's food reserves were exhausted due to the battle.

At this time, if we fight with Yan Guo again because of the "assassination"... how to solve it?

However, Wang Jian knew that this was not something he could decide.

Even whether these envoys from Yan State "assassinated" is not his final decision.

So the best way is to block the news and send all the criminals and evidence to Xianyang for Ying Zheng to decide on his own.

However, although Yang Duanhe responded, he did not move.

Wang Jian asked suspiciously:

"What's wrong?"

Yang Duanhe replied:

"General, there are many bandits along the way, and some of them are in the thousands."

"This is sending evidence and sending prisoners, in case the bandits take it away..."

When Yang Duanhe said this, Wang Jian couldn't help but gasped.

What this means is that during this period of time, postmen delivering letters were often robbed on the road.

The prisoner is especially dangerous. The prison cars can be seen from a long distance away. If those bandits regard this prisoner as a Zhao nobleman and come to rob him...

Regardless of whether the prisoner was robbed or killed in the end, this crime is not something they can afford.

If you want to escort, how much force is enough to escort?

several thousand?

Thousands?

None of this is realistic.

It doesn't work if you have fewer soldiers.

Too many means that it takes a long time to walk on the road to reach Xianyang, and the three counties are extremely short of troops and cannot send so many people.

After thinking about it, Wang Jian ordered:

"You can just block the news, and I will take care of other things."

Yang Duanhe responded and then retreated.

Wang Jian didn't do anything, he just edited a letter to explain the cause and effect clearly, and then explained the reason why the prisoner and evidence could not be sent to Xianyang.

Simply put, it is to kick the ball to Ying Zheng.

If Yingzheng insisted on sending the prisoner to Xianyang, and the prisoner or evidence was robbed on the road, he, Wang Jian, could also put aside some involvement.

This matter was extremely urgent, and Wang Jian sent a team of cavalry guards to ensure that the letter could be safely delivered to Xianyang.

At the same time, he instructed the postman to destroy the letter if there was any robbery by the bandits.

This is not difficult. In ancient times, postmen who sent mail, especially military letters, were prepared to avoid leaks of military information:

When delivering the mail, bring a mug of ink with you. If there is any danger and the letter is not guaranteed, the ink will be poured into the bamboo slips to destroy the handwriting.

Fortunately, the letter was delivered to Ying Zheng two days later.

Ying Zheng was furious when he saw it...

He hated and was most afraid of someone wanting his life who was fed up with death threats since he was a child.