Be a sick and weak noble son in Daqin

The stars are thin and the river shadows turn, the frost is heavy and the moon is lonely, the stars are twinkling in the sky, and the night is getting thick.

Outside the city of Liyang, the cold wind is bleak, and the dripping water turns into ice, and the mountains can freeze to the point of icicles. Next to the cave not far from the village, [-] or [-]-year-old young people are guarding the fire, looking at the medicine pots above and crying. The face is all spent.

He was wrong...he shouldn't have listened to the young master's words and ran out...

If you had informed your majesty when you came out, the young master would definitely be stopped, and they would not have fallen into such a situation.

The state of Qin is short of doctors and medicines, and the capital of the country doesn't even have a decent Chuanshe. If they didn't bring a lot of medicinal materials when they came out, they don't know what to do now.

He's guilty, the young master loses his temper, why should he coax him?

Inside the cave, a half-year-old boy who was about his age was wrapped in a quilt and leaned against the stone wall, coughing softly, his delicate face was flushed red, and his long black hair was scattered behind him, looking extremely embarrassed.

The moon is dark and the wind is high. Few people sleep in the wild at this time. However, the master and servant have lived in the cave for several days. Seeing that it will snow soon, there are often wild animals looking for food in the mountains. , It's rare that they haven't met until now.

Not long after, the young man who was decocting the medicine outside brought in the medicine, choked with sobs and said, "You shouldn't have run away from home in the first place, but now it's all right, if you have something wrong, how can you explain it to your majesty?"

Wei Ji got a headache from the crying in his ears, but his head was burning and he was dizzy, and he frowned and opened his eyes after a while, "Don't cry..."

"I...I can't help it..." Xiao Jia replied sobbing, but her hands were extremely steady, and she didn't spill any medicine.

The half-grown boy who was still ill struggled to pull his hand out of the quilt, suppressed the desire to retch, and drank the medicine. After his body gained some strength, he hoarse his voice and told him to stop and rest.

"I'm going to move the fire over here, son, go to sleep." Xiao Jia's emotions came and went quickly, wiped away her tears and went outside to bring in some firewood, and then lived on the hay for the night.

The winter in Qin State is really too cold. If there is no firewood, I am afraid that I will freeze to death outside. Fortunately, the snow has not started yet, otherwise I may really die here.

His poor son, if he was in Weiguo, he would definitely be able to sleep on a warm bed instead of spending the night in a cold cave. It is because he has no ability to persuade people. If something happens, he will die [-] times Not enough to atone for.

Your Majesty bless you, let the young master get well soon.

The fire was getting closer, and the warm smoke dispelled the chill in the cave. Wei Ji sighed softly. After getting along with each other these days, he had already given up the idea of ​​letting Xiao Jia rest wrapped in a quilt with him. up.

If you can't say it, you can't come, even if you freeze to death outside, you will never cover your master with a quilt.

Stubbornness, the consistent stubbornness of Wei people from top to bottom, the king is like this, the son is like this, even the people of the country are like this, if it weren't for the same stubbornness of the two masters and servants, he would not have accidentally unfolded in this strange body Eye.

He is Wei Ji, not just Wei Ji.

In the Warring States Period when there were many disputes among the nations, the existence of the Wei Kingdom was not very conspicuous.

The land is small and the country is weak. From the princes of the Zhou Dynasty, Fang Bo, to the surrounding powers in the Spring and Autumn Period, and even the Di Yi destroyed the country. The status of the Wei country is in decline, even if it is later rebuilt by the son-in-law. As a result, the country fell into a slump, and there was no sign of recovery.

Now that the six kingdoms of Shandong are vying for hegemony, Weiguo has become a vassal of the Three Jin Dynasties and can only linger in the cracks. It sounds very difficult, but Weiguo is not full of soldiers and horses, starving and dying, and it is even more prosperous than other big countries.

After hundreds of years of fighting, they have been frightened by beatings. They were once so well-equipped that they were beaten and unable to get up. Now that they have finally recovered from the catastrophe of destroying the country, they have no intention of fighting.

If you are beaten, you will be beaten. Retaliation is absolutely impossible. Anyway, you can't beat it, so why waste all your energy?

Therefore, no matter how fiercely the Dukes of Wei who came to the throne later fought, they were only fighting among themselves. The attitude of the whole court to the outside world was resolutely consistent, no wars, no conscription, and an open door to live.

What's the use of having a big territory, it's useless if you can't hold it.

If you rob me of a city, I will cut you a piece of land. If you rob me today, you will be robbed back tomorrow. In addition to wasting troops and food, you get nothing in the end. Is it interesting?

Fighting, killing and killing is not polite, and working hard to develop Weiguo into the most comfortable country in the world is the right thing to do.

The fire in the cave was flickering, and there were occasional crackling sounds when the firewood was burning. Wei Ji raised his eyes to look at the dark stone wall, his eyes were a bit deep that didn't match his current age.

Wei Gongzi Ji, the younger brother of Wei Gong, an ignorant young man who grew up in Emperor Qiu's brocade clothes and jade food, is his current identity.

It stands to reason that, as the son Ji, he should not appear in such a bitter and cold place like Qin State anyway. In the eyes of the wealthy Wei people, or in the eyes of the Central Plains countries, Qin State is just an uncivilized barbarian, and they are educated and reasonable. It's completely impossible to get along, but no matter how unreasonable it is, things still happen.

This unlucky boy ran away from home because he was angry with his elder brother and took a follower. He didn't go anywhere else, so he ran to the poorest and most miserable state of Qin. He burned himself out, and in the end he, a lonely ghost who didn't know where he came from, was cheap.

The two memories are intertwined, as if yesterday I was talking to my master, senior brothers and sisters, but today I lost my temper with my brother and refused to eat.

Hmm... Maybe he was the young master Ji, otherwise how could he accept those memories so easily?

Don't ask why a son of a country can leave the palace with only an entourage. The Wei country has not fought or conscripted for hundreds of years, and even the labor is much lighter than other countries.

In other countries, even small remote cities have corresponding city defenses, but in Weiguo, not to mention remote small cities, even the city defense troops in the capital Diqiu have nothing to do all day long, except to help the subordinates go to the countryside to collect taxes. There is nothing else to do.

The land of Wei is flat and fertile, and the Emperor Hill is backed by the Pu River and connected to the Yellow River. The roads extend in all directions and merchants gather here all year round. The prosperity is not inferior to that of the capitals of big countries such as Qi and Wei.

The city gate guards are lazy, and there are so many people coming and going in the city every day, so it's strange that they can't escape.

Young Master Ji was pampered and spoiled since he was a child and has never traveled far. He, Wei Ji, has never traveled far either, but he grew up in the deep mountains of the Qinling Mountains. For him, now he is not living in a foreign land but returning home, but it has been separated by thousands of years. time only.

The ignited flame was particularly reassuring in the dark, Xiao Jia soon fell asleep, Wei Ji relaxed his movements and changed his posture, and closed his eyes after listening to the howling wind outside.

The night gradually dissipated, and the sky turned white. Today is a rare clear day. In the simple cave, the pale-faced half-grown boy sat up, and couldn't help coughing as soon as he opened his mouth.

Fortunately, the fever subsided, and he really couldn't hold on if he continued to be sick like this.

Xiao Jia re-lit the extinguished fire, and cut out a piece of ice from a stream not far away to boil the water. Hearing the movement, he ran over and saw that their master was coughing and couldn't hold back his tears, "Master , you must get well, otherwise Xiao Jia will die."

"What nonsense are you talking about, isn't it good to be alive?" The young man said in a hoarse voice, with a bit haggard between his brows and eyes, but his whole body revealed a feeling of elegance and tranquility, and it seemed to be a light in the dark cave, "Manly man Man, how can you keep crying?"

"I didn't let the young master scare me!" Xiaojia rarely retorted, seeing that the young master's complexion was much better than the previous few days, so he calmed down and went outside to guard the fire.

It's fine not to burn it, and if he becomes stupid after burning it, he can't explain it to the emperor.

Wei Ji put on his coat and stood up slowly, looking at Xiao Jia who was busy from morning to night and sighed softly. He had been burned for several days, and there were not many usable medicinal materials around him, but it was difficult because it was not too big young people.

"Young master, go back quickly, there is wind outside." Xiaojia put down the firewood in his hand, helped him back without saying a word, and then persuaded him earnestly, "Young master, let's go back to Diqiu when the illness is cured. You must be in a hurry if the young master is gone."

"Let's talk about it in two days." Wei Ji sat down on the place where he was lying just now, looked at Xiaojia whose eyes were black and blue because of not resting well, and said in a low voice, "Pack up your things, we will enter the city later."

It is very difficult to travel all the way from Diqiu to Liyang, and it is even more difficult to walk. It is not that they do not have enough money and food, but that Qin and Wei may be at war again.

Young Master Ji's attitude of running away from home was very resolute. He brought a lot of food and money with the customs clearance certificate. Fortunately, there were no robbers on the way. Not left.

The old king of Qin died after the Battle of Shaoliang, and the new king just came to the throne this winter. The grief and indignation of the whole Qin country is hard to dissipate. To avenge the death of the king, there will be a big war, even if it can't be fought in the end, it won't be in recent years. will be safe.

Since Li Gonggong, the monarchy of Qin State has been in turmoil from generation to generation, and the countries in the Central Plains look down on them for no reason, because they are really poor.

He didn't have enough food to wear and warm clothes. He moved the capital several times to fight the wars, and the treasury was so exhausted that he couldn't even raise the army rations. It was said that the people of Qin were brave and tough.

The state of Qin was weak and its political power was unstable, while the state of Wei had been the hegemon in the Central Plains since the reformation of Wei Wenhou and Li Kui, and it has been strong for a hundred years since then.

In the 38th year of Wei Wenhou, under the leadership of general Wu Qi, the Wei army occupied the land of Hexi from the Qin people. After that, the Qin State was left with only a small land to the east of Longshan Mountain, to the west of Luohe River, to the west of Qinling Mountains, and the country was weak and the people were poor, surrounded by enemies. It can be said that they are always in crisis of subjugation.

The heaven will send a great mission to the people of Sri Lanka, the luck of Qin, and the great misfortune of the Shandong countries. Starting from this winter, the situation should begin to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Duke Xiao of Qin, King Huiwen of Qin, King Wu of Qin, King Qin Zhao, Qin Shihuang... have been great demon kings for generations!