A Romantic Story of a Girl from the Qin Dynasty

Although Zhao Yan is mediocre, he also knows that the only person who can resist the attacks of the Yan and Qin armies is Lian Po. Although Lian Po is in his twilight years, his courage is still there. If he is not used, who else will Zhao have? Can you trust me? !

Of course, Li Mu is also available. It's just that Zhao Yan is holding back a rage in his heart, which has not dissipated even after many years. From the time he sent Shimi back to Qin, Zhao Yan hated him to death! If Li Mu hadn't held a high position in Zhao State, and killing him would have triggered a mass rebellion, Zhao Yan would have killed him long ago. How could he have been allowed to live for so many more years!

Guo Kai saw that Zhao Yan valued integrity, but his few words failed to make him obedient, and he still had no intention of giving up. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he came up with a bunch of bad ideas.

"Yes, General Lian Po was indeed reused by the late king, so he is naturally brave, but..."

Guo Kai pretended to be embarrassed, frowning and not daring to say any more.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with General Lian Po?"

Zhao Yan pushed the beauties around him, pushed them away, and then slowly sat up straight.

"If the Prime Minister has anything to say, just say it."

Guo Kai pretended to be timid and hesitated.

"Wei Chen went to visit General Lian Po in his camp a few days ago. Although he is old, he has a really good appetite! He can eat half a bucket of rice, a whole roasted chicken, and drink a whole pot in one meal. Good wine.”

"The general's big appetite also proves that he is still strong, which is a good thing!"

Zhao Yan didn't take it seriously. After responding with a smile, he was about to pick up the wine glass next to him and drink it all in one gulp. Unexpectedly, Guo Kai said again

"Having said that, but... Weichen only talked with General Lian Po for a moment. He actually went to the hut three or four times to tell me that he was old and his stomach was not digesting well. He always felt bloated after eating too much. , I always want to relieve myself, Wei Chen feels..."

Seeing that Zhao Yan was listening seriously, Guo Kai said again

"This general is old and his health is not as good as that of a young man. It is understandable, but I think... if on the battlefield, the general suddenly has a stomachache and is in a hurry to relieve himself, wouldn't it delay the march and fight? It is said that people have three urgent needs. , how can we wait to relieve ourselves... If, if we were just about to go deep into the enemy's interior, the leading general suddenly ran to the latrine, wouldn't it be that we were leaderless, and if we ended up defeated, it would be seen by the two countries of Yan and Qin joke!"

Guo Kai's words sounded gentle, but every word of them cost Lian Po his life! Because of his old age, he originally sent other people for this march. It was Lian Po who repeatedly petitioned and Zhao Yan did not want to offend the old minister before letting him lead the army. If he was really old and unable to bear the burden, he would He insisted on taking the lead in this battle, not to mention that he sacrificed himself. If the Zhao army was defeated and the city was destroyed, it would not be a joke!

Zhao Yan frowned deeply and didn't know what to do for a moment. He just sighed and said sadly

"Everything... is decided by the Prime Minister!!"

Lian Po was far away in the military camp. How could he know that he was being plotted by Guo Kai and that he was busy fighting against the armies of Yan and Qin! He was so busy that he had no time to distract himself. What Guo Kai said about eating half a liter of rice for one meal was completely untrue! The most important thing for this march is food and grass. As a veteran general, how could Lian Po eat and drink indiscriminately in the military camp!

Late at night, Lian Po still stayed up late at night to discuss the battle plan with his lieutenant. His inner fighting spirit was still not extinguished. Although it was difficult for the two countries to jointly attack this time, he was still confident!

While several people were talking, a small soldier opened the curtain and timidly said:

"General, I would like to see the Prime Minister."

"Guo Kai? What is he doing here in the middle of the night?!"

Although Lian Po's hair was gray and his face was covered with traces of time, his voice was full of energy and still very oppressive. When the soldier saw the general staring at him like a Rakshasa, he was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head.

"I don't know, but the Prime Minister seems to be in an emergency and is waiting outside the tent."

Lian Po had a stern face. He couldn't stand Guo Kai acting like a treacherous villain. It was definitely not a good thing to see him asking for an audience late at night. Although I don't want to see him, this villain is the prime minister, so I can't turn him away.

"Tell him to come in!"

Lian Po snorted unconvinced, closed the sheepskin map, and said to the other lieutenants.

"You guys go down first. I'll call you if anything happens."

Although Guo Kai visited late at night, his face was full of smiles. In Lian Po's opinion, he looked like a treacherous person who was smiling but not smiling.

"General... I am still studying the battle plan against Yan and Qin late at night. I am really tired."

"Just say what you have to say, no need to beat around the bush!"

Lian Po originally had a bad temper, but when he saw this villain visiting him late at night, how could he treat him well? Seeing him throwing the scroll aside, he sat back at the table and poured himself a glass of wine, without any intention of asking Guo Kai to sit down.

Seeing that he was not polite, Guo Kai was not angry and still greeted him with a smile.

"When I come today, I naturally have something important to tell you, General..."

"What's the matter?"

Lian Po raised his eyebrows and already wanted to drive him out of the camp!

"This monarch knows that the general is old, but he still works hard for the future of Zhao. At the age of seventy and eighty, he should have been at home to take care of his old age, but the general still has to wear armor and work hard to fight against the enemy. The monarch cannot bear it..."

Guo Kai smiled and walked back and forth in the camp, looking careless.

"The king asked his ministers to tell the prime minister that from now on, the general will not have to fight hard, but can return to his hometown to retire!"

These words are like a bombshell! Lian Po couldn't believe it at all. He looked at Guo Kai with a bewildered expression and replied with a sneer.

"Xiang Guo came here late at night just to tell this joke?!"

"Is this a joke? I'll tell you when the general returns to Handan and asks the monarch face to face."

"Fart you!"

Lian Po cursed and threw the wine cup in his hand towards Guo Kai. Guo Kai was so frightened that the wine cup fell to his feet and shattered to pieces!

"I led the soldiers of the State of Zhao to fight against the armies of Yan and Qin! Now that victory is in sight, you tell me that the king wants me to abandon my armor and resign. Are you treating me like a three-year-old child?! Are you here to trick me on purpose?!"

Although Guo Kai was also in a high position, he was naturally trembling with fear when he looked at Lian Po, who was made of steel and iron and as powerful as Mount Tai!

"I brought a personal letter from the king," General Ruo still doesn't believe it! Immediately rush back to Handan to ask the king for clarification! "

Guo Kai threw the letter in his arms in front of Lian Po, pointed to the letter and said tremblingly

"You see for yourself! If there is any fraud, I will give you a head on my neck!"

Guo Kai saw that Lian Po's hand was already on the sword at his waist. He was afraid that Lian Po would actually kill him in anger, so he quickly finished explaining the matter and exited the camp. Everyone still didn't know what the purpose of his trip was, but they saw He rode his horse overnight and fled back to Handan.