[Comprehensive] Survival of the Last Emperor

In March of the 23rd year of the first emperor, the first emperor bestowed Princess Liyang on Wang Jian, and the second emperor was the envoy.Relatives of the First Emperor.

Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!Fuck!The father actually cried just now!Does he have such a good relationship with Princess Liyang?If he really loved Princess Liyang so much, he wouldn't have chosen her, would he?

Hu Hai regretted it to death. Once he regretted that he had no photo album and no mobile phone, he couldn’t take a picture of Ying Zheng’s watery eyes when he was holding his hand. Even if he didn’t upload Weibo and WeChat to share with netizens, he still wanted to keep it as evidence. Later, when I got old, I took my son and said, "Son, don't look at your grandfather who was so handsome and cool before, he also cried 2333333~~"; second, why did he regret that he agreed to be this marriage envoy?Just be it, and watch you father and daughter show off your father-daughter love in broad daylight, I'm so mad at you!uncomfortable uncomfortable!The father belongs to Xiaozhu alone!

Hu Hai turned his head, gave the wedding car a hard look, then turned his head again, lowered his head, put his hands on his cheeks, and thought angrily, I'm really mad at you.

At this moment, Ying Zheng was holding a handkerchief on the royal chariot of King Qin in Xianyang Palace. With a bright and beautiful style that no one else could imagine, he wiped his tears and said, "For a moment, I thought that the one who got married today was Hu Hai is not from Liyang. The heart of the widow, he just left the widow. He is still young, and he doesn’t know if he is used to the life in the army. Whether he eats well or sleeps well, he will recognize his bed at night Is it? Although Hu Hai doesn’t seem to recognize the bed, what if he suddenly suffers from the bed recognition disease? Do you want to send the bed to Hu Hai?”

"Your Majesty..." Zhao Gao, who was forcibly pulled into the audience by Ying Zheng, looked at Ying Zheng who was wringing his fingers and calculating what daily necessities he should send to the baby, "There is no need for this? You want Take care of your health! Young master is just going out for a long trip, not leaving home to marry someone?" Young master is so sad when he is away from home, if young master marries... no, marrying a wife, leaving the palace to marry a wife, it doesn't mean that you will die of sorrow.

"You don't understand if you don't have a son." Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Gao angrily. Why has this little Gao been contradicting the widow recently?A person without a son, let alone a son as cute as his own little pig, also came to question the fatherly heart of the widow.

Zhao Gao, who has only one daughter and no son, wept silently. Your Majesty, you really vomited badly!But... isn't it just a son?Although the maidservant has no son, she also has a cute baby girl, who is also cute and cute, fragrant and soft, and the most important thing is that she is obedient and sensible without making troubles.

Hu Hai hurried all the way, and Hu Hai finally arrived at Wang Jian's shogunate at Hangu Pass.

Don't complain, it's called the shogunate - because the government offices of the army chiefs were all set up in the tent at that time, so it was called this.Later, the little devil's shogunate learned from us.

"Wang Shu arrived—the general listened to the announcement—" the servant, standing beside Hu Hai, said loudly.

Hu Hai held the king's book in his hand, blinked his eyes, and looked curiously at the old man who was the leader among the crowd. Although he was in his sixties, he was wearing armor and full of vigor, and he didn't look old at all... Yes, The Emperor Qinhuang's Mausoleum destroyed this young master many times a day, and this young master was tired. How could someone who is still in good spirits grow old so easily?

"The minister Wang Jian is here." Wang Jian stepped forward and looked behind Hu Hai curiously, only to see through a large group of army carriages, the palace chariot hidden behind the red and green figures and the gorgeous brocade silk curtains could be faintly seen.

Wang Jian's doubts deepened.

There's no way, the gift of marriage or something, I don't have enough brains, I can't think of it at all.

Hu Hai smiled slightly, unfolded the king's book in his hand and read it aloud, "Qin Wang Zheng's special letter: the general Wang Jian has made great achievements in the country, and his years of hard work can't be comforted. This king's special princess Ying Ning bestowed marriage on Wang Jian and named him Princess Liyang. Receive the book On that day, Wang Jian should marry the princess at the meeting place."

Looking at Wang Jian's instantly shocked face, Hu Hai was yelled by the head of the regiment all those years, "You can't even jump, you pig", and the young heart hurt by the yelling was finally healed, "General, take orders."

Hu Hai put Wang Shu in front of Wang Jian, and said with a pure face, "Or, Hu Hai should change his name to General...Brother-in-law?"

"Young master is really good at joking." Wang Jian looked at the little Zhengtai who was not as big as his youngest grandson in front of him, and he had only one thought in his mind. It is rumored that the young master is the most like the king, so all the sons are the most liked by the king. Looking at it today, it is true. True.

If it is said that Hu Hai called Wang Jian "brother-in-law"; then what should Hu Hai call Wang Jian's grandson, who was later defeated in Julu Wangli with Zhang Han's children?

"Grandson?" Hu Hai tilted his head to the left, smiling at the fifteen or six-year-old boy in front of him, who was somewhat embarrassed.

"Young master..." Wang Li's face darkened. Although the seniority is correct, and the other party is the king's son, logically speaking, he should... But it's just a matter of advantage.

grandpa grandpa!The young master is so scary, I'm going to the front line!I don't want to stay with the young master in the army!

"General Xiao Wang?" Hu Hai still tilted his head, but changed the direction this time, from left to right.

"That's my father." Wang Lijie said.

"No, no, no! Your grandfather is old General Wang, your father should be General Wang, and you should be General Xiao Wang." Hu Hai stood up, patted Wang Li on the shoulder, and comforted him kindly: "Little General Wang, don't you So nervous, I don’t know how to eat people.”

"Not nervous." Wang Li shook his head, just a little depressed.

This is his first expedition. Originally, he wanted to follow his grandfather to charge and study hard, but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. Because of the arrival of Hu Hai, his study plan had to be interrupted halfway. You have to be the young master's playmate and bodyguard.

"Then go, accompany me to the military camp, it's my first time to the military camp." Hu Hai took Wang Li's hand, waving his little hand excitedly and said: "Wind! Strong wind!"

In the blockbuster of a director of later generations, the black Qin army lined up in a square formation, marching in neat steps, pressing towards the enemy like a tide, all kinds of crossbow arrows, ten thousand crossbows were fired, and raindrops like locusts flew out, harvesting like a god of death The life of the enemy is so handsome that he has no friends.

Of course, this is just a movie.

In reality, the real Qin army is self-made five-five cents with their own dry food, weapons, and armor, so their armor and weapons are all kinds of different, and they are all different; naturally they will not be black clothes and black armor , but in all colors.If you want to see scenes like those in the movie, you can only go back to Xianyang Palace to watch Ying Zheng's personal guards.

"The gap is a bit big!" Hu Hai squatted on the ground and drew two circles.

"Young master, what's the matter with you? Are you bored? If you're bored, I'll take you to the market?" Wang Li knelt down and persuaded him patiently.

This is the young master, if it was his younger brother, he would have punched him long ago.But looking at the young master like this, tsk tsk tsk, that Shui Ling is so smooth, her hands are fairer than her own sister's, and I don't know how the king raised his son.

"Market?" Hu Hai raised his head, it was just a kiss, don't overturn his three views?

Why would the legendary Qin army, who is powerful, stylish and rigorous, allow merchants and peddlers to follow?Are these vendors allowed to open a market nearby?

With this kind of curiosity, Hu Hai took a few attendants, and his own little bichon, walked out of the garrison area with Wang Li, and came to the peddler area two miles away.

In the distance, Hu Hai heard a burst of noise, and the closer he got to the vendor area, the louder the noise.After leaving, Hu Hai discovered that it was the voice of merchants and soldiers bargaining.

Small vendors are on the spot, and they can use a piece of cloth as a booth, while large vendors can set up tents higher up the ocean.Everything is sold in the vendor area, not only all kinds of weapons, clothes, food, but also the hero's standard set meal - beef and wine.

Hu Hai looked around curiously. Although the vendors here speak local dialects, Hu Hai hears a lot of words, which are not much different from foreign languages, but the unified standard is that they are very enthusiastic, just like the shopping guides of Wal-Mart. If you look at it one more time, you will immediately pick up what you fancy and offer you an enthusiastic offer.

If it weren't for the fact that Hu Hai was followed by a few burly men, and Hu Hai himself was dressed in a black black bird suit, and he was dressed not only as a prince but also as a son. At first glance, he looked unprovoked, and he would have been pulled in by enthusiastic businessmen a long time ago. .

"The food and wine in this store tastes good, better than the dry rations in the army. Young master, let's eat here." Wang Li suddenly pointed to a small tent not far to the left.

"General Xiao Wang, you really know how to joke." Hu Hai laughed, tilted his head and looked at Wang Li and said, "Ordinary soldiers without titles probably need to eat dry food; but soldiers with titles, I remember, can eat As for the meat, some soldiers can even eat beef. I read that Zhao Mu's army can "hit countless cattle eaters every day", so there is no reason for us to have worse food than them in Daqin, right? According to the law, it is not allowed to eat beef for some low-status soldiers. In turn, it can prove that if you get along well in the army, you should be able to live a good life. Although I have never been in the army, but from the previous two examples , I can guess that I, the [-]th rank of the Daqin Lord, should be treated differently for each rank even in such trivial matters as food."

Seeing Wang Li's shocked expression because of his own words, Hu Hai suppressed the pride in his heart, shook his head and said, "How is it? Little General Wang, am I right?"

"My lord is really smart!" Wang Li sized Hu Hai up and down, and managed to hold back a sentence.

It is rumored that Mr. Hu Hai was intelligent and precocious since he was a child. He could recite "Qin Fa" at the age of three, invented punctuation at the age of three and a half, invented paper at the age of four, and invented printing and books at the age of five. There is nothing wrong with it.At that time Wang Li thought that the person who sent the message was not awake and was talking in his sleep, but when he saw him today, he realized that he had made a mistake at that time. Mr. Hu Hai was really extraordinary, he could deduce so many things with just a single sentence.

"Of course, my son is the son of my father." Hu Hai waved his little paw, and opened the fan in his hand with a "snap", this time the writing on the fan was no longer "My son is arrogant, handsome and cool"; This time it is relatively low-key, the front says "Don't be obsessed with brother", anyway it says "Brother is just a legend".

The author has something to say: he could recite "Qin Fa" at the age of three, invented punctuation at the age of three and a half, invented paper at the age of four, and invented printing and books at the age of five. "inside……

Thank you everyone...By the way, people have been asking me how long I plan to write...I will only say once, only the first volume will have a strong country line, so it is very long...The next few volumes are relatively short, and one volume is tens of thousands Words... because the following kings will perish for their own reasons, not because of the decline of national strength.For example, King Zhou simply offended God, no matter how strong the country is, I can’t play with it... So I don’t know how to write about Chongzhen, which is nothing more than strengthening the country again, which is rather boring...

As for the little pig growing up, when the little pig grows up, Dad Zheng is not far from death~~ I can't bear it. .

Last weekend I went to help someone beat Qin Huangling, from the end of the attack and defense to the end of the attack and defense, the final salary was [-] G, I will never love again