For teacher, for father

In 247 BC, Qin became stronger and trampled on the territories of the other five countries wantonly.State Prime Minister Lu Buwei even boldly sent troops directly to the capital of Wei State.Lord Xinling Wei Wuji led the Allied Forces of the Five Kingdoms to fight against Qin. In this battle, both sides suffered losses.

However, Qin State was able to surpass the 20 troops of the five countries with less than 50 troops. The monarchs of the five countries were shocked. When the two armies finally confronted each other, they reluctantly withdrew their troops.So much so that in this war where the more suppressed the less, the Qin State narrowly won.

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The Qin army suffered heavy casualties, and only less than 10,000 of the [-]+ troops returned to the station, and almost all of them were cavalry.

After checking and inquiring about the situation of the army in detail, Lu Buwei and Meng Ao began to face up to the important role of the gadget that Ji Hao and Qu Ji had tinkered with for the first time—the stirrup.

With the rest of the surviving soldiers, Lu Buwei sat in his own chariot, acquiescing to the current slow speed of travel. Everyone was very tired, and he was no exception.Even the old General Meng Ao was carried back with scars all over his body, one can imagine the ferocity of the five kingdoms' resistance on this battlefield.

The man's expression was full of gloom, and his pursed lips represented his displeasure. He was dressed in a dark green official robe with complicated embroidery, and he clenched one hand into a fist on his knee, thinking quietly.

This time, Wei Wuji escaped back... Indeed, he underestimated the ability of those countries to unite, so Lu Buwei had already made preparations for a disastrous defeat in this war, but he did not expect the result to be so reversed.

Unconsciously playing with a stirrup from a cavalryman, the man smiled. This little thing is simple to make, but its effect on the battlefield is surprising.

Ji Hao...

Lu Buwei leaned against the soft fur cushion behind him, and couldn't help recalling that two months ago, he once ran into Ji Hao and Qu Ji discussing the production process of the stirrups in the palace with great interest.The young man was dressed in an exquisite thick black official uniform, his long black hair was bundled up, his eyes were shining brightly, he didn't notice his appearance at all, and Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing because of his lack of scheming.

I really don't know, how did this person survive all these years?

And I recommended him to the officialdom because of a whim... Is it right or wrong?

The man quietly let his thoughts drift freely and simply, until after a series of panicked shouts and soldiers' chaotic footsteps came from the front, Lu Buwei opened his eyes unhappily, lifted the curtain of the chariot, and fell into a mess. The army made him instantly angry--

"What's the mess! The garrison has been reached, my Daqin soldiers, don't they have this kind of tolerance?!..."

"...Prime Minister, Prime Minister!" The eyes of the soldier in charge of delivering the message were bloodshot, and he rushed to Lu Buwei's chariot in a panic, even his handsome face was flushed, and his voice was trembling and hoarse: "The station... ...The garrison has been attacked! The guards have been drugged and have not woken up to this day...There are countless casualties, and the last general has not yet entered. Please order the Prime Minister!"

"What did you say……"

Lu Buwei's eyes went black for a while, and he almost didn't react.It wasn't until the sound of wailing and roaring came from the front that the man suddenly got up and jumped out of the chariot, picked up Qin Bing who was kneeling on the ground, and ran to the front station.

The station was attacked...Damn it, damn Wei Wuji!

Gritting his teeth viciously, Lu Buwei's face showed such obvious hatred for the first time, and even clenched his fists fiercely until his joints were faintly pale.

"Prime Minister Lu! Prime Minister..."

"Multiple army tents have been destroyed! Those people have committed suicide by taking poison themselves!"

"Where is it!" The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked terrifying like a beast that had been released from a cage, bloodthirsty and violent: "Where are those damned people?!"

"In...in Master Ji's tent..." Qin Bing, who was communicating with him, burst into tears, and fell to his knees in front of Lu Buwei, who was frozen in place, with a low growl of grief: " Master Ji, he died..."

"..."

Lu Buwei's fingertips trembled slightly, his body was unsteady, his pupils shrank rapidly, and he tried to open his lips but he didn't utter a word.Something seemed to be collapsing in my heart.

Ji Hao, dead?

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"I asked the doctor accompanying the army to look at it as soon as possible. Mr. Ji was stabbed in the left abdomen. He lost a lot of blood and was unable to recover..."

Qin Bing, who was kneeling on the ground, howled loudly, not only his brothers who had stayed in the station and had not been to the battlefield, but also their gentle and polite prince and Taifu, who had just disappeared like this!

Speaking of grief, all the Qin troops at the scene knelt down in the direction of Ji Hao's tent, tears pouring down their cheeks, and their wailing shook the sky. In an instant, feelings of desolation and grief filled the cold air of the night: " Master Ji, it's us...it's us who came back late..."

On the way back to Qin, the morale of the Qin army was low, and everyone was too silent. They narrowly won the war, but the people who kept them alive failed to return home.Especially Qu Ji, who survived with the army, was even more unacceptable.

This honest arsenal supervisor hadn't reported to Ji Hao about the power of the stirrups yet, but the other party was assassinated by the assassins from the Five Kingdoms. Qu Ji couldn't hide the grief in his heart, but he sincerely respected and admired the prince and grand tutor almost every day. Standing in the chariot where Ji Hao's body was placed, weeping.

Lu Buwei only yelled out of control the moment he saw Ji Hao's body, and after that, the man kept silent for a long time, and never mentioned the name during the journey, but wrote a hastily secret letter to report Ji Hao's death. The report was sent to Ying Zheng who was far away in Xianyang.

His suffering, he wants everyone who cares about Ji Hao...to taste and suffer together.

When Ying Zheng received the secret letter sent by Lu Buwei, he was reviewing the bamboo slips that Ji Hao had left for him. Qin Jun, who delivered the letter, was covered in rain and knelt quietly in front of the main hall. The heavy rain, accompanied by the sound of thunder and lightning, and the rustling of leaves, was just like the current state of mind of the young emperor.

"The letter was written by Lu Buwei to the widow?"

The boy's fingers were already trembling, his whole body was cold, but he still opened his mouth, his dry voice seemed to question the authenticity of this matter.

How much he thought, how much he thought that Lu Buwei was just teasing him, making a joke of him... But Qin Bing's answer on the opposite side had already plunged Ying Zheng into an ice cellar: "Yes, it was written by Prime Minister Lu himself... The prime minister will be the last general." A message to you: All surviving soldiers can attest to this."

"..."

There were fine beads of sweat on the forehead, and Ying Zheng waved his hand stiffly, letting Qin Jun, who was sending the message, go out.He also sent away all the servants in the palace, and stayed alone in this huge palace.

It wasn't until his eyes turned black that Ying Zheng pursed the corners of his pale lips.

"Sir..." The boy finally spoke in a low voice, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

He didn't know what he was going to do or what to say now, only big drops of tears poured out from his sour eyes, which already wet the silk in his hands.His face was pale, and the boy's throat let out a howl like a trapped wild animal. Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly until warm liquid gushed out, irritating his stiff nerves.

In the silk, Lu Buwei's handwriting was smeared with tears, and his enchanting appearance reminded Yingzheng Jihao of the fact that he was dead. "Teacher Jihao was killed by assassins from the Five Kingdoms... Your Majesty, my condolences." '

In a trance, the young man held the silk tightly in his hands, unexpectedly thinking of many scenes.

He still remembered Ji Hao's tall and tall appearance, wearing snow-white fox fur and white clothes, black hair and jade crown, with a smile on his lips, before the army set off... He still remembered that Ji Hao looked at him quietly, gently She asked him earnestly: "If one day Zheng'er becomes the king of the world and governs a prosperous and prosperous world, will he yearn for... immortality?"

Immortality?Immortality? !

Ying Zheng laughed suddenly, the sound of laughter immediately alarmed the officials outside the hall, and he didn't dare to step forward rashly, he could only listen to the hoarse laughter of the young emperor outside the door, accompanied by the lightning flashing outside the house The thunderous wind and rain are more like the cry of forbearance.

The young man's white palms were completely soaked with crimson blood, mixed with the tears of sorrow, and there was only violence and madness like a storm in his black eyes.

Sir, if you are not here...

If you are gone, how can I, the Great Qin, and the widows be enough for this century-old prosperous rule? ! ...

Ji Hao felt very cold and very painful... It was as if all the bones in his body had been crushed and put back together again, so painful that he couldn't help frowning and inhaling.

His chest was also sore, and it was painful for him to breathe.Ji Hao frowned and hummed uncomfortably, but with such a habitual move, the young man regained control of his body and moved his stiff fingers.

Someone in the darkness kept calling him, there were noisy conversations, the buzzing of some kind of instrument, sighs, cries, women's cries...

A very familiar voice...Mom?

The young man was astonished and frightened by his own thoughts. How could his mother be in the Warring States Period 2000 years ago?Still watching him cry... how is it possible!

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"Haohao, are you awake...Look at mom!"

"Doctor, doctor!... He moved, he moved!"

Really mom!

Ji Hao took a breath of cold air, and suddenly opened his eyes. The sudden light made him feel sore unaccustomed, and then he was hugged tightly into a soft embrace: "Son! Son...you are awake, really awake Already!"

"Well, Mom...?"

"Mom is here! Son, can you see it?" The tear-stained woman hugged the bewildered young man tightly, and Ji Hao was a little confused by the weeping face.

The picture in his mind still stays in the era 2000 years ago, Qi Yi's sad face, the candlelight all over the tent, and the blood all over the sky... How did he wake up and see his mother beside the bed?

Could it be that those pictures, the experience of those years... were all his midnight dreams after the plane crash?How can it be……

Ji Hao had a headache, but he didn't dare to say it, so he hugged his mother who was crying in a mess, comfortingly, with a hoarse and dry voice, comforting him softly: "Okay, your son has a big life, he's fine, Mom."

"Hao Hao..."

"Your father has been guarding you for three whole days, and he just took a break. By the way..." Ji's mother kissed her precious son's cheek, finally held back her excitement, wiped her tears and said, "There are also people in your company Came to see you, came in the morning, and now they are outside the door, do you want them to come in?"

"Boss?" Ji Hao was still in a daze, he couldn't remember his life in modern times, and he was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he had to bite the bullet and say, "Okay, I want to see them too."

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So, accompanied by the doctor, Ji Hao obediently nestled on the hospital bed and sipped warm water, until the door of the ward was opened, and a few young men in suits were brought in by Mother Ji. The young man subconsciously raised his head, but When he saw the person walking in front, his expression froze suddenly...

"Xu Fu?..."