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As the saying goes, it is not only a pair of father and son from the country of Yan who are fighting for battle. In the distant country of Qin, "Where Are We Going, Dad" is also being performed passionately.

Unlike Meng Tian, ​​who fought wits and courage with his father and grandfather since he was a child, Wang Ben was always able to reach a good consensus with his father. It seems that Wang Jian also had this idea early on. In his reply letter, he not only encouraged his son to directly recommend himself to Ying Zheng, but also pointed out a helper for him—Wei Liao.

Whether it is to help persuade Ying Zheng, or to provide information on the battle situation, Wei Liao is the best candidate.

Wang Ben absolutely trusted his father's words, so he approached Wei Liao with a gift the next day. Unlike other generals who were upright, in terms of life, the Wang family father and son performed extremely well.

However, even if he knows how to be a man again, when he actually entered Wei Liao's house, he still froze in place: Can anyone tell him that even if Yingzheng and his son are there, why are the Meng's father and son also there? ah!

Wang Ben soon realized that he might have been caught in Yingzheng's plot by mistake. He bowed down very quickly, staring straight at the ground: "This humble minister is reckless. If you disturb the king, I will leave now."

It was really a bad start, and Wang Ben, who felt that things had turned bad, cried silently in his heart: He really didn't see anything, please let me go!

Wang Ben's appearance was indeed an accident, but it would be too much to talk about 'disturbance'. Ying Zheng laughed nonchalantly and said, "It's my widow who missed you, it's okay."

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it... Wang Ben felt relieved, and left directly: "I will take my leave."

"It's okay to say everything," Ying Zheng casually stopped Wang Ben, "What are you doing here? Just say it."

Wang Ben hesitated for a while, and finally said directly: "I want to go to the front line and fight with my father."

Ying Zheng understood it, and he asked, "Does General Wang know?"

Wang Ben nodded: "I have already informed you in advance that my father sent me a letter saying that my ministers should come to the king."

Meng Wu glared at Meng Tian: Look, his child!I still remember the time when you went to the battlefield privately!

Meng Tian, ​​who had grown up, did not show any weakness and instead stared back: So your son is standing here now, do you have any objections?

The two father and son... Mo Dou shook his head, then turned to look at Fusu who was calmly kneading the sand table, and felt that this was the way a son should grow up.

The communication between father and son here is in full swing, but Ying Zheng over there is in a dilemma: Can Wang Jian's son be used?

Family background can indeed affect a person's voice. Famous nobles don't come out of it. Families with rich resources can indeed cultivate many talents. Among other things, as long as they can read and put outside Xianyang City, they can be quite a person. Officials.

But military generals are different. Even geniuses need to accumulate on the battlefield. Yingzheng selected a few famous generals in the sea selection, but there were more wine bags and rice bags. It's just that these failures are insignificant under the overall victory. These losses can also make Ying Zheng heartbroken: These are all Qin's good sons...

As Wang Jian's son, Wang Ben's influence is more than 01:30. Ying Zheng dared to appoint Meng Tian. On the one hand, he had already experienced it when he was a child. On the other hand, Meng Wu and Meng Tian were not on the same battlefield. , There will be no influence on each other. In contrast, Wang Ben has no experience and can affect Wang Jian. Ying Zheng really doesn't want to use it.

Ying Zheng was silent for a while, and finally gave him a chance for Wang Jian's sake: "You and the widow come here."

It's fine if you don't just refuse...

Wang Ben was slightly relieved, and he followed Ying Zheng closely, and walked to another "table table" next to Fusu; different from the height of the normal table table, this "case table" was half the height of a person, with The water is covered with earth, and at first glance it looks like a small world. If it weren't for the fact that there are no living things on it, Wang Ben would have thought that his king could create things like Nu Wa!

Under Ying Zheng's signal, Wei Liao nodded and said to Wang Ben, "Since little general Wang Ben came to see me, can I ask you a question?"

Wang Ben quickly understood what the other party meant, and he was about to be tested... Wang Ben said seriously, "Excuse me, sir."

Wei Liao nodded, picked up a glazed horse, put it on a certain mountain, and asked very simply and rudely: "There is a group of people fleeing into this mountain. Tell me, where should we go to find him?"

There was no hint, and Wang Ben was not even told the basic settings of the sand table. People who don't know may directly think that Wei Liao is just playing around.

But obviously, Wang Ben didn't think it was a joke. He squatted down, paralleled his line of sight with the table, looked at the abstract sand table that seemed dizzy to some people from various angles, sometimes frowned and sometimes pursed his lips, as if he was in the Among them, he led the army to hunt down the fugitives.

The rainwater flows down the ridge and gathers in the valley to form a stream that flows slowly. Wang Ben quickly set his sights on the valley - in the mountains and forests, it is necessary to find the river first, which will not only solve the problem of water resources , to ensure that you will not get lost in the mountains.

Streams gather and flow into rivers, which are gushing out of the mountain pass with silt. Here, the fertile soil and abundant water resources will bring people a steady stream of vitality. Fragmentary villages are naturally formed here: white The river surface and the tiny houses are magnificent and dazzling.

Wang Ben gave the answer: "It's hidden by the river."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Really? The terrain on the mountain is complicated, and that's a good place to hide."

Wang Ben was very determined: "Really."

Ying Zheng and Wei Liao looked at each other, Wei Liao nodded slightly, as if agreeing with Wang Ben's conclusion, Ying Zheng nodded, and said bluntly, "If that's the case, I'll let you catch it."

Um?What to catch?

Wang Ben didn't know why, so Mo Dou kindly gave an explanation: "This is Xiangping. The river you are referring to is Yanshui. King Yan and Yandan are hiding in it, and the Qin army doesn't know the terrain, so they can't find them... just now the king is here. I promise you."

Wang Ben suddenly realized, he thought for a while, and pointed to another table where Fusu was still making a sand table: "Then where is this?"

"This is the Great Liang of the Wei Kingdom." Fusu, who was obsessed with handwork and couldn't help himself, was finally willing to raise his head when he heard this. He paused for the first time, ignoring his father's embarrassment, and added, "Lonely made."

The handicapped Yingzheng said that he couldn't afford the injury: Son, let's talk it over, can you stop being embarrassing in front of your father...

Yan State, Xiangping, Yanshui.

Compared with the happy family of Qin State, the father and son of Yan State are very miserable: the Qin army's offensive is too fierce, no matter which city they hide in, they can't stay for half a month, and finally they can only hide in Yanshui Temporarily avoid the edge.

Fortunately, this method is useful. It has been more than a month, and they have not even seen the shadow of Qin Jun. At least their lives are guaranteed, but... the environment they are in is really terrible...

Not to mention whether a grass bed that doesn't even have linen can fall asleep, even if you fall asleep, the rats can directly wake you up at night, making King Yan terrified. Qin Guo said that the plague was transmitted from rats, and now he What if there is no doctor to follow?

However, before getting the plague, King Yan probably got typhoid first—the house was leaking...

If he hadn't been in trouble, let alone this broken house, he wouldn't have taken half a step, and those unruly people dared to fight him for it?No wonder the widowed country of Yan is about to perish!

King Yan hid under the 'rain canopy' propped up by the soldiers' clothes. The more he thought about it, the more he missed the happy days in the past, but the pain on his leg reminded him of the reality—this was the time when Prince Danlayan Wang Tai Knocked in a hurry.

The widow's leg must have been injured!

Yan Wang gritted his teeth and looked outside the house. His "good son" did not care about his father's life and death, and pulled the army to patrol and guard the Qin army... In this poor place, even the dogs don't come, what is the Qin army?I'm afraid it's not about treason!

Wait... King Yan stopped his thoughts, and the word treason instantly occupied his mind, no, no, their father and son had just been reunited, and it was impossible for his son to be so heartless.

As the humidity got worse, the tingling pain on his legs became more and more obvious, reminding him all the time how rough he was when Prince Dan pulled him up. Yes, their father and son have only been reunited for two years, how could the other party treat him sincerely? If he really cared about his father, he shouldn't have escaped from the Qin country in the first place, and ended up dragging him into such a situation.

He should have been sent back directly back then, knowing that it was too late...

The rain became more and more majestic, as if it wanted to wash away the brightest colors in the world. The huge raindrops smashed a white mist on the river surface, which became obscure and gloomy under the cloudy clouds.