[Qin] Qin Shi

"You two have been waiting for a long time," the young general in the Hu suit ran up to the envoy out of breath. There were beads of sweat on his forehead, and before he could even catch his breath, he respectfully greeted the man in the Chinese suit who thought he was the leader. He saluted respectfully, "The general is waiting for you in the main tent."

"No hurry, take your time first." The man in Zhao Guo's official uniform seemed to be easy to talk to, even though he was left outside the barracks for so long before seeing the receptionist, he didn't show any dissatisfaction or complaints.On the contrary, when he saw the sweating young general, he didn't move even after knowing that he could finally enter the barracks, but just stood there and waited for the young general to recover.

"Thank you," upon hearing this, the smile on the teenager's face became brighter again, and he no longer concealed his tiredness, "I'll be fine soon, soon." To calm down the panting voice in his words, he seemed extraordinarily busy for a while.

"You can't do it," the big brother guarding the gate at this time reversed the indifference of the envoys when they tried to strike up a conversation. Seeing the young general who had no image in front of the Handan messengers, he also laughed and joined the conversation. It’s only a short distance away, and I’m just panting like this—how can I walk the general’s dog in the future!”

Hearing the joke, the young general rolled his eyes at the veteran without a sense of alienation: "I'm not responsible..." He was halfway through, when he suddenly realized that there were outsiders here, "Walking the dog, why don't you If you talk, I'll tell the general that you're being lazy again." He smiled and warned without deterrence.

The acquaintance between the two people's words made the listening men realize their relatively close relationship, and the surrounding soldiers who had been staring at them without saying a word before the young general's arrival also whispered at this time. The sound of laughter, which gave the man a new understanding of the tightness and exclusivity of this Border Army.

The veteran who was 'threatened' snorted, reluctantly walked back to his post, and finally moved his eyes away from the envoys and his party: "People are always bullied," with an obvious The voice that wanted to be heard said to himself, "It's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old."

"After a few days of burning by the general's side, you started to read the text?" The half-hundred old man standing on the other side, who was already a little hunched, interrupted the other party's words funnyly, "These young masters from Handan, which one has not read a hundred years?" Ten carts of bamboo slips that you can’t even pull, why do you still need to pretend to be a literati here?”

I don't know what kind of laughter these words got the soldiers. These gray-haired veterans laughed out loud, without the vigilance and strictness that a brave and skilled army should have.This made the young messenger start to doubt his previous information, is it really correct?

The team under the general Shu, who had never met before, whether it was a sixty-year-old veteran guarding the gate, or a young general who was out of breath after a few steps, looked nothing like the legend that the barbarians were beaten so hard that they dared not commit another crime easily. Even the Yanbei Army who ran away the first thing they saw their flag on the grassland.

Just judging from their inquires when they arrived at the border, the local people did love the general, and even trusted him more than King Zhao who was far away in Handan.But is it really possible for such a team with such a loose military law: "Did I come at the wrong time?" He glanced at the followers standing behind him, then turned to ask the young general who was leading the way, "The soldiers here They seem to be in a hurry."

What the man didn't say was that he smelled a bloody smell from the young man's body, although it was faint, but it did exist.According to his experience, this blood doesn't come from the young general himself, but more like he inadvertently acquired it.

Then the question arises—what kind of strong origin is it that makes people who approach it so persistent and lingering bloody smell?

"How could it be?" The young general's smiling face was not fake at all, and his attitude was extremely sincere, "Handan hasn't sent anyone to inspect it for a long time, and suddenly heard the king's envoys coming, everyone is very happy." He turned his head to The attitude of the envoy is extremely enthusiastic, and this kind of attitude from the heart makes it difficult to doubt his words.

"That's good. Seeing you in such a hurry, I thought you interrupted something important." The man inquired calmly, "The same goes for those old guys at the door. They know that we are the king's people. But he insisted on blocking us, saying that only people from the inner camp can lead people in, it really doesn’t make any sense.”

The man looked at the surrounding environment seemingly casually, but in fact his eyes were always on the young general: "I can't help it, I'm too old to go to the battlefield, and I have the audacity to receive the salary, the general always finds something for them." Let’s do something.” The young general was still smiling, but the words on his mouth were completely ridiculed and dissatisfied, “If you can’t even keep the door well, then you have to fight with other soldiers.” Like veterans, go home and make room for us.”

Such rude words made the Messenger's heart sink, and his original favor towards the little general was instantly negative: "After all, he is also a veteran who has contributed to this country—"

"Yeah," the young general cut off his words perfunctorily, "You are very strange. If you don't drive them out, the little military salary you sent will be enough for several people." His black eyes reflected Looking at the messenger's face, there was ridicule and curiosity rolling in it, "It's so strange, you still have the face to mention this?"

It was the man's turn to choke, but fortunately the follower he brought was a witty one. Seeing that the atmosphere between the man and the young general had become strange, he followed the man in black behind the man on the left and took two steps forward: "The little general misunderstood Alright, our trip is to bring rewards to your generals."

Seeing the attendant in black robe interjected, the envoy breathed a sigh of relief, and then responded: "Yes, our trip has brought good news to the general." With the words of the man in black robe before him, the envoy seemed to have finally I found a topic that can make both of them feel comfortable, "So I hope the little general will introduce you."

The young general understands the principle of beating people without slapping them in the face, but looking at the group of people in front of him, his evil taste suddenly increased, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Your so-called reward is just a group of just a few people, even a person who consigns food and pay. You don’t even have a carriage, and you still need us to provide food and clothing for you. Then, can you be worth thousands of troops, or can you sell thousands of dollars in money?”

This question was really sharp, and both the messenger and the casual followers showed a bit of embarrassment on their faces.Fortunately, it didn't take long for them to be embarrassed, and someone relieved them: "Li!" A strong reprimand said, "These are noble people, don't be rude!"

Seeing that he couldn't help this pedestrian, the young general's eyes showed disappointment, so his salute also showed a perfunctory: "General!" The person he called the general was an eight-foot-tall, At the end of autumn, he was still wearing only a half shirt, a tall man with strong muscles and dark skin.

A trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the black-robed entourage, he took half a step back and handed over the home court to the envoy.

"It's really rude," the man slapped the young general named 'Li' with such force that the young general staggered forward, "My child is not sensible, so he will be punished!" He said Hahaha laughed, but did not implement any punishment to be given to Li.

The whole group in Handan also had good foresight and did not pursue further, turning a blind eye to the strong man's cover-up: "Excuse me, are you General Shu?" The messenger sized up the burly man, feeling something was wrong , "Also ask the general to find a tent, and here is the king's handwritten edict."

"It's okay, it's okay," General Shu waved his hand casually, "There are not so many rules here, you can just read it here." How perfunctory you can be to Wang Ling who has come all the way to the border, " As long as the king has his mind, I don't expect anything in form."

The messenger choked up again, he found that compared to the prestige of beating barbarians who dare not commit another crime, their choking skills seemed to be better: "General, this is the king..."

"Oh, you said you are a young man, why are you so old-fashioned!" The strong man raised his hand and looked as if he was about to slap the messenger again. His ignorant gesture made the messenger back subconsciously step.

When he realized what he was doing, there was a touch of red in the bottom of his ears-shame (shame of shame).

Li stood to one side, coughing seemingly unintentionally.

"Bring it, bring it," General Shu's hand joined the search motion without any gaps, and in the next second he took the brocade cloth with the king's seal in his hand, and unfolded the Wang Ling casually, "Everyone I'm from the same country, how acquainted, what's so embarrassing about such a trivial matter, stay here for a drink tonight..."

His words stopped there, and he looked at the words on the brocade cloth with the same expression as if he saw the sun rising from the west: "... rice," he blinked, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Li ,"profit?"

"Congratulations, general." Li's face showed a look of surprise just right, "Wang Shangyuan still misses the general in Handan. The general's future is just around the corner. I'm afraid the general is not happy, so hurry up and tell the messengers Thank you, King Long En?" While speaking, this young young man, like a curious baby, boldly poked his head to look at the brocade cloth in General Shu's hand, "Did Your Majesty give the General anything?"

"Yes," the man looked at the young general, trying his best to hide his bewilderment, "There are a lot of them."

"General, the king granted you the title of Marquis of Yanbei, and gave you the surname Zhao." I don't know if it was the illusion of the messengers, but in Li's words, apart from the helplessness of hating iron and steel, there was also a bit of gloating, "This is the king Last name, there will never be any gossip about you being a reckless man anymore, what are you waiting for, thank you quickly." Rather than saying it was a reminder, it was more like a pointer.

Only then did General Shu recover from the huge shock. He subconsciously handed over the order to Li, stood on the spot with folded hands, and saluted: "My lord, thank you for your kindness."

However, neither the 'General Shu' nor the enthusiastic and talkative young general Li made any mention of Wang Lingzhong's request for Marquis Yanbei to leave for Handan immediately.The messenger wanted to ask again, but he felt his robe being pulled lightly by the black-robed entourage behind him, so he swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

The author has something to say: So in this chapter, have you seen the two named "envoys of Zhao Guo", who are the "envoys" and the "entourages in black robes"?

It is said that Brother Zheng had never seen what Ah Shu looked like when he was a child, because Ah Shu felt that his game face was too troublesome and smeared into a muddy face.

When Brother Zheng thought about it later, at most he realized that his handsome features might look good, but he had no idea what he looked like overall when he was clean.And after so many years, Brother Zheng actually almost forgot what Ah Shu looked like. He only remembered that this little friend who threatened to become a general in the future had a pair of beautiful eyes, handsome facial features and very good skills.

So when he heard and saw this 'General Shu', Brother Zheng was not sure if this was his little friend from back then - after all, this 'General Shu' was really big and thick, and very messy o Billy.

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