I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Suddenly a strange voice sounded outside in this wilderness, it was too creepy.

Even if there are many people in their envoy group, it won't work.

What's more, there are so many people and no one responds when people come in. What does this mean?It means that the other party may not be human!

Han Yi's hairs are about to stand on end. He used to be a staunch atheist, but now...he has already crossed over, and he has to believe it if he doesn't believe it.

He observed it, and desperately found that the tent was really a very simple tent, with wooden poles and coarse cloth. This broken thing probably wouldn't be able to carry it in a stronger wind, let alone give him shelter.

At this time, the person who was speaking outside the tent just now said again: "You are presumptuous in the middle of the night, you came here uninvited, please don't take offense, Young Master Yi."

The corner of Han Yi's mouth twitched: "No wonder, no wonder."

Don't dare to take offense!Of course, the most important thing is that after hearing the other party's Mandarin with a Handan accent, he was inexplicably... not afraid ==!

The person outside the account said again: "I wonder if I can meet Young Master Yi for a while?"

Han Yi really wanted to say no, but he looked at the shadow of the person outside the account reflected on the tent, and suddenly he felt blessed - if there is a shadow, it is not a ghost.

If it wasn't a ghost, to be able to approach his tent without disturbing the guards, the visitor was either rich or expensive, and there was a reason why these guards could not refuse.

Han Yi had some guesses in his mind, adjusted his posture and said, "Please."

The man bent over and walked in, shaking all the lights in the tent.

Han Yi stretched out his hand to protect the light, and looked up at the person coming.

It was a middle-aged man, his temples were slightly gray, but his age did not damage his temperament and appearance, but instead made him exude the unique charm of a mature man.

When he saw Han Yi, he smiled. There were slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled, but it didn't make people think he was old.

Han Yi stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

The man sat down and said: "It's been a long time since I saw you, Young Master Yi is more handsome than before, I'm very happy."

Han Yi originally wanted to ask who he was, but found that this person seemed to know him, and the two of them should have met, so he couldn't help swallowing the question that came to his lips.

It's been a long time since I haven't seen a person who can make the guards dare not stop him. Adding these two together, the identity of this person is almost ready to be revealed.

He pretended to be indifferent, and said, "Your Majesty, do you have something important to do for a private visit late at night?"

The man said with a smile: "I heard that Young Master Yi has arrived outside the city. I am overjoyed. Please don't take offense at the abruptness."

Sure enough, it was Zhao Wang, and Han Yi was convinced. He reckoned that this was a private meeting with a beauty in the middle of the night looking for excitement.

He considered it carefully and said, "It's okay for me, but it's hard to guarantee the king's safety, and the king's move is slightly inappropriate."

The smile on Zhao Wang's face deepened: "Young Master Yi is really quick to speak. If that's the case, it's dangerous for me to go back to Wangcheng at this time. I wonder if Young Master Yi would like to keep me?"

Han Yi was slightly taken aback, and looked up at King Zhao, wondering if it was his illusion, but he always felt that there was something in King Zhao's words, and he seemed to mean something.

As if seeing his doubts, Zhao Wang suddenly said something irrelevant: "Yi is still reading at such a late hour? What are you reading?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold the bamboo slip in Han Yi's hand, oh, to be precise, he held Han Yi's hand holding the bamboo slip.

Han Yi: ...

Old hooligan on horseback!

People have to bow their heads under the low wall, Han Yi endured it!

He withdrew his hand, left the bamboo slips to King Zhao and said, "It's just some miscellaneous books."

Zhao Wang raised his eyebrows, how could he not notice Han Yi's avoidance?However, he has always been very patient with beauties, not to mention Han Yi is the most beautiful one he has ever seen.

And now Han Yi is pretending to be calm, but in fact, it seems like a frightened little beast is about to stretch out its claws at any time, and it is quite interesting to tease.

He also put down the bamboo slips, and said, "I haven't seen you for a while, but Yi's eloquence has improved a lot. It must have taken a lot of hard work."

Han Yi looked at Zhao Wang coldly and said, leaning towards him, couldn't help but glance at the bamboo slips on the desk.

When he was looking at the bamboo slips before, he felt that this thing was too heavy and not bothersome, and he would definitely get out such things as paper when he was safe.

Now it seemed that it was just right to hit the old rascal on the head with this thing.

For a while, Han Yi was quite eager to try. Anyway, the original book said that Zhao Wang loved Han Yi very much, even if Han Yi did something that offended him, he could not take it to heart.

Zhao Old Rogue Wang seemed to see Han Yi's thoughts, sat up straight and asked, "I wonder if Young Master Yi is satisfied with Zhao Guoke?"

Han Yi: ...

He didn't see many cities in Zhao country along the way, and now he didn't even enter the capital city. Are you asking if this is fake?

Han Yi pondered for a while and said, "Zhao Guoxiong, we need to go further."

Zhao Wang smiled and asked: "How to go further?"

Han Yi did not answer directly, but asked instead: "I have a question, can the king give me the answer?"

King Zhao: "Please tell me."

Han Yi asked: "Jiangshan and beauty, choose one of the two, who will the king choose?"

King Zhao raised his eyebrows, raised his head slightly and said, "I want all of them."

Han Yi smiled and shook his head: "You can only choose one."

Zhao Wang looked at him deeply for a while: "Young Master Yi has something in his words."

Han Yi said, "Your Majesty is thinking too much, please focus on this question."

Seeing that he was asking seriously, King Zhao lowered his eyes and said, "Jiangshan."

Han Yi was not surprised. It is estimated that no one who can become the lord of a country these days will choose a beauty, and a person with a foolish mind cannot become a king.

So he asked again: "The beauty and the supreme weapon, what choice does the king make?"

Zhao Wang was a little surprised: "The supreme weapon?"

Han Yi explained: "Splitting gold and breaking jade is a supreme weapon that is unmatched in the world. It is a supreme weapon that can help the king conquer the world."

Zhao Wang is not someone who can be easily persuaded, but Han Yi's tone was too firm, he was a little interested, he leaned forward slightly and asked, "Oh? Where is this sharp weapon?"

Han Yi said: "It depends on how the king chooses."

King Zhao raised his eyebrows: "If I choose a beauty..."

Han Yi didn't wait for him to finish before saying, "The supreme sharp weapon will absorb its light here, waiting for those who are destined to discover it."

Zhao Wang sat up straight and stared at Han Yi playfully, with a sense of oppression in his eyes, so that the hairs on Han Yi's body stood on end.

Just when Han Yi couldn't help looking at the letter again, thinking about whether to follow his heart, King Zhao said, "I understand what Young Master Yi means, but I don't know... how true or false is what you said? "

Han Yi was confident: "As long as the king gives me a kiln, plus half a month, I will naturally give the king an explanation."

Zhao Wang raised his eyebrows: "Kiln? Could it be that this supreme weapon has not yet appeared?"

Han Yi said lightly: "There is already a prototype before, but we need to continue to study it. After all, it will cost too much national money. How can we conquer the world with only a few?"

King Zhao gave him a deep look and said, "What if you can't get it out?"

Han Yi gritted his teeth and said, "At that time, I will be sent by the king!"

Zhao Wang didn't speak for a while, and he didn't know how much he believed, so Han Yi asked: "Can't the king wait for half a month?"

Zhao Wang glanced at Han Yi with a smile, and said meaningfully: "It's not just half a month, it's been half a year. Since half a year ago, I can't sleep at night."

Well, I can see it, otherwise, what's the good king doing here in the middle of the night?

Probably because Han Yi's disdain was too obvious, King Zhao got up and said, "Since Young Master Yi is so confident, so what if I agree? After half a month, I will wait for good news from Young Master Yi."

Han Yi also got up and said, "Your Majesty, go slowly."

Zhao Wang turned his head and glanced at him, only to feel that the beauty under the lamp became more and more beautiful the more he looked at it.

The more he looked at it, the more itchy his heart became, but he would not do forced things. As for Han Yi's bargaining, in his opinion, it was just a kind of fun.

Because Han Yi is beautiful enough, he is willing to play this clumsy game with him.

Zhao Wang came and left quietly, but it solved a major issue in Han Yi's heart-at least for this half month, his chrysanthemum is safe.

Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back to sleep, he suddenly heard a commotion, and as soon as he turned his head, he saw Princess Man Yi rushing over and asked, "Who came just now?"

Han Yi said, "King Zhao."

Princess Manyi's eyes widened: "You...why didn't you call me!"

Han Yi looked at her suspiciously: "But King Zhao didn't say he wanted to see you."

Princess Man Yi's face flushed with anger, and Han Yi looked very refreshed.

Damn, let you add to my traffic on the way!

But he was just bickering with the little girl, and he didn't hold much grudges, so he went to bed in a very good mood.

In the dream, he seemed to be back in the laboratory again. Looking at those sophisticated instruments, he felt a little emotional. It would be great if he had these instruments. Why would he need to worry about the ratio.

After waking up, Han Yi smashed his mouth and sighed. Although he used to study special alloys and metal materials, with the current technological means, he would have to waste sleep and food if he wanted to produce specialized iron. OK.

That's right, that's what he came up with. As for why he makes iron and not steel... Just kidding, of course good things should be kept for male gods!

He was still going to hug Yan Zheng's thigh, how could he give the steel formula to King Zhao?

What's more, let him produce steel in half a month... It is possible to make steel one hundred times, but it will probably cost him a bald head.

No matter what, there is always a way. After Han Yi was relieved, he was a little excited when he thought that he would go to Zhao Guo soon. Today, the Zhao National Assembly hosted a banquet for hospitality. It is said that the protons of other countries in Zhao Guo will also attend. At that time, he will I can see the face of the male god!

On the way to the Zhao Palace, Han Yi's mind was filled with what to say after seeing Yan Zheng, how to behave differently, and let the boss accept him as a younger brother.

I don't know if he will like it if I write down the poem describing him in the original book and give it to him?

Han Yi, like a star-chasing fanboy in the world, entered King Zhao's capital with trepidation.

The excitement of meeting the male god soon made Han Yi not very interested in Zhao's royal city. Of course, no matter how prosperous the royal city is in this era, it is primitive and backward in his eyes.

After arriving at the palace, Han Yi got off the bullock cart, and immediately attracted some palace people who came and went to stop and watch. Even the female officer who came to greet him couldn't help but look at him more.

Han Yi tried his best not to look so excited, and asked with a straight face: "May I ask who is present at the palace banquet today?"

The female officer read a series of words, and Han Yi listened with pricked ears when he heard the words of Yan Zijian, son of Qin State, and couldn't help asking: "The only son of Qin is Zijian?"

The female officer looked at him suspiciously, then lowered her head and replied, "Yes."

Han Yi's heart...suddenly became half cold, and he also fainted.

The female officer seemed unhappy to see him, and other people would probably ignore it, but when it came to Han Yi, for some reason, the little disappointment revealed by his lowered eyes actually made the female officer's heart tighten.

The female officer said in a low voice, "Your elder brother, Young Master An, will also be here."

Han Yi answered absently. The female officer wanted to say something more, but an eunuch came from a distance and said, "The Queen invites Young Master Yi to meet you in the harem."

Han Yi responded, and followed the female officer to continue walking forward. The female officer took advantage of the eunuch's inattention and said in a low voice: "Young master, don't worry, the queen is kind and will not embarrass you."

It was only at this moment that Han Yi came to his senses: Damn, Queen Zhao...that's a ruthless character!