[Qin] Qin Shi

The layout of the forest near Handan was already familiar to Bai Shu, and tracking the traces left by humans in the forest became a very simple matter with the help of the system.

When I found the uncle, he was fully drawing his longbow, closing one eye and trying to aim at a target more than ten meters away from him.Suddenly he heard the sound of walking in this kind of forest where there were only swallows and warblers. The uncle's tense nerves prompted him to turn around with a full bow, and the sharpened wooden arrow reached the source of the sound.

After seeing clearly who he came to know, the guard on his body dissipated: "It's Xiao Shu," he breathed a long sigh of relief, "You came here so quietly, I really surprised me, I thought it was Lin Zi The beast that wants to hunt me here." Slowly close the bowstring, hold the bow in one hand, and put the wooden arrow that was originally on the string back into the quiver behind him with the other hand.

Bai Shu bent his eyes and showed a happy smile, but didn't answer.

The uncle didn't care about these details, and waved to Bai Shu: "You came quickly enough, come and see how the bow I sharpened!" He handed the wooden bow to Bai Shu with a bit of complacency. Shu, "I haven't done it for many years. I tried it just now. I didn't expect that after so many years, my craftsmanship has not deteriorated."

Xiaobu stepped forward to take the wooden bow from the uncle, and slid his fingers along the bow along the lines.I can feel the slippery texture under my hands, and there is no trace of wood thorns or splits. It would be a lie to say that I am not surprised.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the target where many wooden arrows had fallen. It seemed that the uncle had already tried arrows before he came.

"Uncle is a carpenter?" The string-receiving Mi is wrapped with ordinary silk thread, but the grooves are naturally integrated with the bow as a whole. It can be seen that it has been carefully designed and polished. "What a beautiful bow." Then, he raised the wooden bow to a brighter place, as if he was really admiring a work of art.

"Hahaha, how about it, even you have been fooled, right?" The uncle laughed loudly, watching Bai Shu's right hand holding the bow and the left hand drawing the bow, he said proudly, "I used to have a good brother, his grandparents They are all carpenters, I learned this from him. But Xiao Shu, why is your bow-drawing action the opposite of others?"

There was a pause during the bow trial, and the empty bow that was half drawn was loosened again: "What?" As if the previous action was just an unintentional move, "Ah, uncle, didn't you do this before? "The child who seemed to be stealing the movements of an adult was found, with a bit of twitch on his face.

At this time, the system that had been waiting and watching finally couldn't help it, and expressed its own emotion from the depths of the core: 【You look so disgusting. 】Clearly knows how to shoot arrows, and even hides a well-polished wooden bow in private, but he wants to pretend to be a novice here.

Bai Shu didn't bother to talk about the system: "Is that so?" After swapping his left and right hands, his left hand held the bow and his right hand drew the string.Of course he can shoot a bow. Although the damage is not great due to the limitation of his arm strength, his accuracy can be regarded as one of the best even among adults. But why did he tell others that he can shoot a bow?

The uncle squatted down behind Bai Shu, pulled out the wooden arrow that had not been taped from the quiver, and attached his left and right hands to Bai Shu's to guide his movements: "I forgot, you never learned how to shoot." Pulling With Bai Shu's hand, he put the arrow on the left side of the bow, then fixed the arrow tail with his index finger and middle finger, hooked the string with his ring finger and pulled it.

"Now you are still young, and you don't have enough strength to draw the bow." Maybe it's because of farming, Bai Shu can feel that the strength of the uncle's bow is very strong, even in modern times, it is relatively good. "The range is related to the drawing force." , When you grow up, you can change to a heavier bow."

Saying that, the arrow in Bai Shu's hand was released.

It's just that there was something wrong with the aiming action. The bow that was supposed to go straight forward was like a deflated ball, and just as it left the wooden bow, it slid to the ground in a circular arc.Looking at the wooden arrow that was only a few steps away from them, the uncle still couldn't hold back and laughed again.

"Don't be discouraged, this arrow hasn't been decorated with feathers yet, so the accuracy can't be counted." The uncle who didn't notice that Bai Shu's face showed no sense of loss interspersed with laughter, "And when you arrive at the school At the age of riding and archery, or when you enlist in the army, these things become very common."

"But remember not to draw an empty bow." After standing up, the uncle reached out and pressed Bai Shu's shoulder, "This is a kind of damage to the bow. On the battlefield, the weapon in your hand is your partner. If you want to To get along with your partner for a long time, you still need to take good care of it."

Bai Shu looked at the unfinished wooden arrows scattered on the ground in the distance, noncommittal: "Riding and archery is only qualified for the children of princes and grandsons, and ordinary people don't need bows and arrows at all."So what do you think is the point of him telling me this at this time? '

The system that was suddenly asked by name hadn't gotten out of the cycle of 'my host is disgusting when it looks tender', and it took a while to hear the question suddenly: [What?Oh, it doesn't make sense, you have three pitfalls in one sentence, don't imagine others to be like this. 】

"Uncle," Bai Shu, who didn't have any hope in the system, raised his head, "Are you going to join the army?"

The farmer who was so straightforwardly pierced his mind was stunned for a moment, looking at the little doll who was looking up at himself, full of curiosity and puzzlement, maybe this kind of thought had been buried in his heart for too long, or maybe he finally found it. Man confides in joy.After a short silence, he finally couldn't help pouring out his heart: "When your aunt is born, I'm going to go to the north to try."

north?

Bai Shu's mind ran through many things at this moment, but in the end it turned into confusion: "Why?" He asked, "Isn't the uncle looking forward to the arrival of the little sister?"

You were looking forward to her birth so much, why did you choose to leave?

The hand stroking the wooden arrow stopped. The man who did not expect to be questioned like this stared straight at the polished wooden arrow in his hand until intermittent cries came from his ears. Pulling out his body: "You are still young," he repeated, "You are still young, so you don't understand."

"But I will grow up," Bai Shu looked up at the man, "Uncle wants to leave, but he doesn't take his aunt and younger siblings with him. If Xi asks me one day, how will I answer him?"

Following his words, the repentant man was finally sentenced by the judge in fear, and when he was hanging in danger in the wind, he finally couldn't withstand the strong wind and rolled down with the wind, and the man sighed again.

"Xiao Shu," he said, "you are so sensitive, you don't know whether it is good or bad when you grow up." There was no pause, and he didn't want to get a response, as if it was just an essay before the main text, "It's because of anticipation, It's because of my love for them that I have to choose, I have to go."

"I want them to be qualified to learn the five rites and seven arts? Or the four rites and six arts?" The uncle scratched his head blankly, not embarrassed by his short-sightedness, "Even if it's just a small corporal leader Well, with their identities, at least they are not the children of ordinary farmers, they are at least qualified to touch these things."

It was a father who wanted to give the best to his children: "I want what happened to the third girl next door, so that it doesn't happen to my children." He paused, perhaps because he realized that his words were too selfish, "I'm sorry Ah Xiaoshu, your uncle and I may only have this ambition in my life."

"Before that, Xiao Shu didn't wonder where I learned it from?" The simple peasant man smiled nostalgicly, "That was a friend of mine when I was a child, and his ancestors were among the best in Handan City. carpenter."

He was immersed in his own memories, not realizing that he had already told this story before: "He was not interested in carpentry, and he only wanted to serve the king on the battlefield. His father was helpless, and he couldn't bear the craftsmanship of his ancestors." When he was lost in this generation, he recruited apprentices, and I met him at that time."

Bai Shu just watched, didn't make a sound and didn't ask any questions.

He was curious about how a farmer on the other side knew that a craftsman family was recruiting apprentices, and he was also curious about why he came back to be a farmer after becoming an apprentice.But he didn't make a sound, because he knew that the uncle didn't need to respond at this moment, he just wanted to tell a story that was too old and buried by time.

"In the fourth year when I became an apprentice, Qin State wanted to devour the territory of our Zhao State, so the general advised the king to recruit troops from the people for defense, so he took this opportunity to go." He let out a long sigh, and Bai Shu could already guess the rest without saying anything.

Lian Po and Bai Qi had a stalemate for three years, but in the end, because the young and energetic King Zhao fell into Qin Jun's countermeasures, Zhao Jun exchanged Zhao Kuo for Lian Po before the battle, but he didn't want to play into Qin Jun's arms, and Bai Qi secretly replaced Wang He In one fell swoop, he defeated the Zhao army, cut off the grain road, and captured nearly 40 Zhao troops, who were killed and buried in Changping.

It is known in history as the Battle of Changping.

"At that time, the battle situation became more and more urgent. I was young, and I wanted to serve the monarch like him, so I sneaked into the former army in the name of visiting while my master was not paying attention."

what?

"But I didn't expect that the war did not catch up, but it caught up with those days of siege."

And what's next?

Perhaps Bai Shu's expression was too surprised, the farmer's originally sad expression was amused by him, and his original heavy voice was tinged with a bit of lightness: "I was young at that time, and I didn't even know your aunt, and I didn't even know your wife. Think about it." He put the wooden arrow back into the quiver, and took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the unfinished wooden branch that was left aside.

"It's also because I was young and not a regular army. When they slaughtered Zhao Jun, they let me go." The uncle turned his back to Bai Shu and lowered his head. It was difficult for Bai Shu to see his expression.Just listening to his tone, apart from reminiscence, it is more fear and awe.

【Let him go? 】The system exclaimed, 【Why? ? 】

' is for intimidation. Bai Shu understood this move, "Maybe it's because of a soft heart, maybe it's because of touching the scene, maybe it's because of sending a letter to Zhao Guo, or maybe it's just a simple demonstration." 'There are many possibilities, and without being in that environment to make this decision, no one can say exactly why.

Having said this, the farmer bent down again and again and got up again. After putting all the arrows scattered on the ground without feathers back into the quiver in his hand, he continued: "I and the rest of those who were lucky enough to be let go When the boys returned to Handan together, they realized that this was just part of Qin's plan."

They brought back the news that Zhao Jun was defeated by Qin Jun.

What they brought back was the sad news that 40 Zhao Jun died in Changping...

"Maybe I should never have come back from that battlefield, maybe I should never have stepped into that battlefield, no, maybe I should never have known them." The man turned his back to Bai Shu, his voice mournful.

——What they brought back was Qin Shen's nightmare that was deeply imprinted in Zhao Guo's bones and blood!

That was the nightmare he dreamed many times, would wake up in the middle of the night sweating profusely, lie back but toss and turn unable to fall asleep: "Xiao Shu," the farmer's voice choked, "When I came out of the general, I wanted to When I was going to look for the master, I learned that because the only son in the family died, I had no news for many days, my wife couldn't bear such bad news, so she went there on the same day."

General?Who is he talking about?

"As for Master..." He didn't continue, but Bai Shu knew that it was definitely not good news.Maybe he went to Qin to avenge his children and son-in-law, or more extreme, he went to King Zhao's palace to do more extreme things by virtue of his ancestors being carpenters.

In any case, it must have been a story with a sad ending.

"This generation, the Zhao people of our generation, to that god-killer, to Qin's soldiers, to Qin..."

"Bai Qi let them go, just to scare the next generation of Zhao Guo, and also to convey a message. 'Bai Shu is not from Zhao, let alone from this era.He is far beyond the ambition of this era, and his insight that does not belong to this era prevents him from empathizing with this emotion.

For him, there has always been only one name in this world.

' No wonder the Seven Kingdoms fought to the end, but was eaten by a horse-leader. "Bai Shu looked at the man who was almost [-] years old, "Such determination, what has been accumulated through the unremitting efforts of several generations, and what he has to do even with infamy, Ying Zheng is just the last one standing on top of the bones The one who is crowned emperor. '

This name is not Zhao, not Qin, not even Han or Tang.

【I don't understand. 】The system has an attitude of asking if you don’t understand, and wants to ask where human beings’ emotions about history and the peasants in front of them come from.

Why is the war in the south more violent than the Xiongnu and Qiang people in the north?If you want to fight, why don't you go to the place where you have been fighting for years, compared to only winter's defense?Why does Kong have a craft but not make a living from it, and stubbornly be an ordinary farmer?

So many whys, so many questions, at this moment, there is finally an answer: "...It is already a nightmare engraved in my bones." With the voice of the uncle choking, he expressed the fear that he had hidden in his heart for many years And timidity, also revealing the timidity of the survivors towards war.

Because of timidity, I dare not.Because he didn't dare, he obviously had the heart to put his life on the line and make a fortune for his son and daughter, but he didn't intend to go to the place where it was easiest to get meritorious service.I can only choose to go to a more bitter and uncertain place to earn wealth in the uncertainty.

'Facing Qin, he dared not. Bai Shu looked at this man who was completely crushed by the past, and responded, "He would rather struggle for the chance of life than face his own nightmare again. '

"I'm sorry for them," the man raised his hand with his back to Bai Shu, as if to erase something from his face, "It's their father who was timid and clearly wanted to get some credit for them, but because of his previous experience , I would rather go away than return to that bloody land again."

In this inaccessible place, the man let go of all his smiling faces outside: "Xiao Shu, uncle knows you are smart, capable, and not an ordinary child. Uncle doesn't ask about your past, if you need your uncle The place where the uncle will never say anything."

The man turned around, squatted down in front of Bai Shu and looked at him with a choked voice: "Uncle, please, please..."

"If I fail to return home, I beg you to take care of them. For the sake of the old uncle's treatment of you, take care of them. Let Xi find a craft to make a living, and show the little girl a reliable husband. If your aunt is willing to marry Man, I just ask you to take a look for your aunt to see if that man really loves her."

This man, holding the heart of death, is arranging his own affairs.But this piece of land, this piece of land of millions of square kilometers called "Huaxia" to him, is too huge for him.Whether it is Zhao or Qin, they are just a part of this Nuoda land...

—he couldn't empathize.

Bai Shu looked at the man and was clearly aware of this: "The system," didn't agree, but didn't refuse, but Bai Shu suddenly called the system unexpectedly, "Ask you something." '

The call was too sudden, the system was like a drama chaser who was crying and watching life and death with a small handkerchief, and suddenly saw an advertisement in the most sad place, and was choked up: [Why? 】

Maybe it was because of Bai Shu's too indifferent attitude, or maybe the farmer finally realized that what he was asking for was just a child who was less than the head. After the silence, the man finally calmed down: "Uncle lost his temper and called you today Come on, it wasn't for these things," he stood up again and covered his eyes, "Sorry."

Bai Shu looked up at the man: "I will take care of my younger siblings as much as I can. If my aunt doesn't get married, I will take care of her too." It's just a matter of convenience, and he doesn't plan to leave here in the short term. Before his wings are fully developed, building a good relationship is a very important thing.

I didn't expect that I could really get the promise, but it was this kind of promise that made this man who was immersed in his own world sober.

The man looked down at the little guy who was not as tall as his thigh, and his sad mood was suddenly amused: "What am I talking about, you are just a child." He shook his head, "Don't take those words to heart , that was not my original intention. You are still young, and you still don't understand many things. "

The farmer looked up at the high sun, and then looked around, but finally he didn't say anything.As for Bai Shu, he was held by the man on his way back home, and after a few meters away, he turned his head thoughtfully, looking at the dense forest behind the open space where they were standing before.

'System,' Bai Shu asked, 'there is someone there. '

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In this chapter, we first talk about the farmer. He is a survivor of the Changping War in the past. He saw so many Zhao people who talked and laughed with him in the past and knew each other, and even his respected and beloved friends. He was ruthlessly killed by the Qin army, and he survived because of his young age.After returning to Handan, he found out that because of this incident, he lost his master and wife.

Theoretically speaking, when encountering such a thing, people will have two extremes after accepting the reality.One is to completely become a nightmare, and never dare to look directly at this matter.Uncle is like this, he is not the most extreme kind, he defeated a small part, so he can still accept to be a soldier, but he would rather face the Huns and Qiang than face the Qin army.His master is another kind, thinking that his son and the apprentice who regarded him as half-son all died in this battle, and he decided to take revenge.

And his teacher's wife is unwilling to face the reality, the kind that has not survived.

The collapse of an adult is only in a flash. Today, the farmer called Bai Shu here because he didn't want to do these things, but he was somehow led astray, and when he was telling the story of the past, he was unintentionally led into the pit Complete breakdown.When there is only Bai Shu who looks like a small adult by his side, it is like a drunk person can tell a story by grabbing a pillar, because Bai Shu is too 'adult', making him think that the other party is a reliable adult for a moment, So it's easy to say.

Then he also realized that he was doing a very stupid thing, so he actually didn't take Bai Shu's words to heart.Even for these things today, he just thought that he had suppressed them in his heart for too long, and it happened that he joined the army, so he found someone to confide in, and it just so happened that this person was Bai Shu.

Let’s talk about the male protagonist, the male protagonist I want to write in this chapter is an ordinary young man in his 20s who has lived in a peaceful age for a long time but suddenly crossed because of an accident, and feels good about himself.No matter how awesome (pretentious) he is, he only sighs on the computer and keyboard, "Oh, the war is terrible", "Fortunately, I was born in a peaceful and powerful country", and even because he knows the ending of the story, he still There is a database that can be called a BUG like the system, which is a kind of indifference and aloofness as an outsider and a prophet.

It's as if you know your neighbor's family is patriarchal and the girl is still a madman, you tried to persuade but the other party didn't listen at all, as a single child, you just simply hate her, even because you are someone else Deeply aware that her younger brother is spoiled, there is a bit of sad/rather emotional/secretly happy feeling.

To give another example, if you look at other people's stories on the scarf, they are just "other people's stories", and they will fade after a long time.You'll never feel the pain of the person who didn't happen to you, and really, there's never been anything in the world that feels empathy.

In fact, the male protagonist is not that mature. I always feel that the so-called maturity is not determined by the growth of age, but by your experience and experiences.For example, if you time travel, even if you were 21 years old before the time travel, but because you have been in the student life and have not been in contact with the society, after the time travel, you will start from 0 and then go to the student life for 21 years. In 42 years, you may not enter the society at the age of 24. People in their 30s are more mature.

I want to write a growing male protagonist, if I don't express it, it's a problem with my writing ability.You see, it’s because I can’t write the feeling I want, so I came here to analyze the content I want to express for you? )

Accept well-founded pointers and comments, rua~