Emperor Qin

Lord Longyang thought over and over again, but he had to admit that this was a godsend.

If these tens of thousands of Qin troops are buried with the King of Qin, at least ten years of respite will be given to the nations, and the six kingdoms will come back.

He turned his head to look at the weak young man, his eyes seemed to be shining with starlight, and even Longyang Jun could feel that if Li Zuoche's entourage hadn't been completely lost in the hands of the enemy before, he would definitely carry out this plan by himself instead of telling others to do it.

"This plan is not a miracle." He praised, "The east gate of Daliang City has been broken. Once the flood comes, there will be no obstruction. It will pour directly into the city, urging the buildings to fall, and the Qin army will be seriously injured. By then, the surrounding counties will The army came from the county, even if the King of Qin was lucky enough to escape, it would be unavoidable to avoid the disaster of Qi Min back then."

When Le Yi destroyed Qi, the fugitive King Min of Qi was skinned and convulsed by Chu generals, and died a miserable death.

Longyang Jun thought, smiled, and looked down at him again.

Looking at each other for a few breaths, Li Zuoche looked at him, the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and suddenly coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"You are favored by King Wei..." Li Zuoche whispered.

"That's right, I am deeply favored by the king," Lord Longyang smiled slightly, his brows and eyes glowing like peach blossoms, but he was not feminine, "But in Daliang City, there are also my relatives and old friends. This plan of yours , but it has damaged the friendship between me and the king and ministers of Wei."

His voice was gentle, but the murderous intent in his eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

The king of Wei must not be allowed to know about this plan. If he knew, he would definitely be willing—as long as the country can be restored, the life and death of the common people will never be in the hearts of the powerful.

"Under this strong Qin, if there is another way, if there is another way..." Li Zuoche reluctantly held his throbbing old wound, his heart was full of anger and he couldn't vent it, which almost made him vomit blood again.

Daidi is on the verge of collapse, the Huns invaded several times, and the Qin army oppressed the border. They tried their best to maintain the fire of restoring the country, but this flame became weaker and weaker during the fall of the Six Kingdoms. If this opportunity is lost, Daidi will be fine. Whether it is the country or the country, who can resist before the Qin Dynasty is strengthened?

"That is God's will, to let King Qin unify the six kingdoms." He lifted the young man, raised his head, and forced him to look at the collapsed city wall in the distance, "Look, this is not destiny, what? Does that count?"

He originally wanted to fight against Qin wholeheartedly, but before the great power of heaven and earth, he had to doubt in his heart, whether Qin Zhen really had the destiny to live, so that he had so many capable ministers to help him, and was able to join the six generations of Mingjun, so that he could survive in three years. Among them, destroy the four countries in a row?

Li Zuoche stared into the distance, finally closed his eyes, and let the tears run down his cheeks.

"Manpower can't do it, you need the power of heaven and earth to move." Longyang Jun stared at his weak appearance, put him down, and sneered, "Thank you, I made up my mind!"

He looked around and said calmly, "Take him down."

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty!" Li Zuoche's entourage suddenly stood up to block the master, "Even if the master has selfish intentions, no one in this world is selfish, and you are also unwilling to do this poisonous plan because of selfish intentions, since the master is also loyal to the country. For the sake of you, I beg you to be merciful and spare the master's life."

"Then he is probably lobbying the other lords around Daliang alone again," Lord Longyang smiled, "Since you are loyal, I will let you go and go back and tell Zhao Jia about it. As for him, I will use it for him. "

The attendant wanted to say something more, but Li Zuoche pulled him, "Let's just obey him."

"My lord!" the attendant said anxiously, "You..."

"It's nothing, it's just one death, I order you to report to King Zhao quickly," Li Zuoche said angrily when he saw that he didn't move, "Go!"

It took Qin Jun a lot of effort to put out the mountain fire. It was already night, and Yan Jiang comforted the frightened Huahua in his own small yard. When Liao Shui was about to play with it, the King of Qin bumped into him.

"Why do you have to come here to manage politics?" Yan Jiang looked at Meng Yi who seemed to have experienced a lot of weather, "There are many small people in my courtyard and the location is complicated. How much trouble will you bring to General Meng when you come here? !"

Before the king of Qin could speak, Meng Yi felt the desire to survive in an instant, and quickly explained: "Ciqing is serious, and with you by my side, the world will be afraid of you at night! The subordinates will never be disturbed."

Qin Wangzheng glanced at Huahua who was enjoying grooming, held Ajiang aside with his hand, and said calmly: "The widow is frightened by the wildfire, so naturally I have to choose a place protected by destiny to be at ease."

Meng Yi looked at Yan Jiang with reverence: "Exactly."

After finishing speaking, without being greeted by the King of Qin, he went to wait outside the house with great discernment, which fully proved that the Meng family brothers had reached the pinnacle of understanding the master's mind.

Huahua, who had lost her master's caress, stood up blankly, then stepped forward to bark her teeth at King Qin, stretched out her claws to hook her master's clothes, showing her white belly, luring her back to continue the game.

Yan Jiang didn't expect to be able to dig such a hole for himself, and felt a sense of dilemma for a while.

King Qin was tired all day. Seeing this scene, Da Ma stepped into the backyard, stretched his arms, and beckoned A Jiang to come over.

Yan Jiang couldn't help rolling his eyes, and stepped forward to undress the king: "The silk clothes are cool, why is the king still sweating so much?"

"The summer heat is hard to dissipate. If it wasn't for the love of Qing, why would I travel thousands of miles to Daliang in this midsummer?" King Qin looked at him quietly, stretching out the red gizzard on his elbow, "Look, how bitter it is."

The two were very close, the chest was broad, the muscles were plump, the shoulders were strong, sweaty, and they were so close, Yan Jiang couldn't help but swallowed his saliva, and pushed his chest: "Go and wash yourself."

King Qin didn't go into the barrel, but approached A Jiang and whispered in his ear: "Which one is better, me or a tiger?"

The warm breath made the bottom of his heart itch, Yan Jiang's ears were slightly red, and he said quietly: "How can Huahua be as good as Jun."

So King Qin sat in the bucket with satisfaction. The king not only drove Huahua away with just a few words, but also asked A Jiang to massage him——A Jiang's craftsmanship, he had experienced it before, and he was pressed by his fingers. After pinching the shoulders and neck, all the [-] pores on the body are smooth.

Huahua's welfare was expropriated, she was so angry that she put her paw on the side of the bucket, wishing she could go in and bite him.

After Yan Jiang finished pressing, he scooped water out of the bucket to wash Huahua's skin. King Qin hung his arm on the bucket, saying that he had sent a large number of people to find the person who lit the fire, and if he caught it, he would be burned with fire.

Yan Jiang answered casually twice, and continued rubbing flowers.

Just as he was talking, he heard crying again from around him.

Yan Jiang's scalp was a little tense: "Do you have to do that to King Wei?"

Qin Wangzheng sneered: "Since the Wei people dared to burn mountains and forests to save him, they must be able to bear the wrath of the widow."

There is no way to persuade Yan Jiang to sigh, and then glanced at the big tree outside the courtyard. King Wei and the other princes described themselves in a state of distress. They were imprisoned in a cage and hung on a tall fir tree, more than ten meters above the ground. , swaying back and forth, how terrifying the mosquitoes are this summer, how have these nobles suffered such hardships, and the cry spread far and wide.

"I want to see, if this is the case, who would dare to burn the mountain!" King Qin said coldly.

Yan Jiang looked at the mosquito-repellent incense on one side, and said in a low voice, "Can't you live in Daliang?"

"I don't live in the palace of a subjugated country." King Qin said leisurely, "After a few years, I will rebuild the palace of the Six Kingdoms in Xianyang, and I will be with you..."

Yan Jiang splashed water on his head and interrupted him: "Shampoo your hair first."

It's really endless, don't you give up?

If other people were like this, Qin Wangzheng would have dragged it down for three consecutive times, but it was the water poured by A Jiang—so, he tilted his neck happily: "It's here, it didn't get wet."

So Yan Jiang followed suit and rubbed his head with the bath beans he made.

While King Qin was thinking about how to pull A Jiang down, someone outside the house begged to see Yan Jiang.

Qin Wang was about to ask Meng Yi to drive him away, but he heard someone outside the house shouting: "Wei Guo Longyang Lord, please see Yan Ciqing."

Lord Longyang?

That legendary beauty with peerless beauty?

Yan Jiang was suddenly excited, scooped up the water, patted the water droplets on his body, and rushed out.

Qin Wang looked at his long hair with foam, and his expression became more and more serious.

……

When Yan Jiang saw Lord Longyang, he was taken aback, and invited him to sit in the room, and behind him was a very familiar young man.

His hands were tied, and his expression was indifferent.

Lord Longyang opened his mouth and said: "This person set fire to the mountain and wanted the Qin army to enter Daliang and flood it with water. After I found out, I will take this person down and come here...to ask for credit."

What he said was straightforward, but it was easier to win people's trust. From Yan Jiang's understanding of Li Zuoche, he could figure out this matter.

"So, you gave him to me?" Yan Jiang turned to look at the boy, feeling very troublesome.

"I want to help Qin, I just want Yan Zi to say something kind to the King of Qin and give me the title of prince, just like the Marquis of Han." Lord Longyang said in a low voice.

"The time has passed. Since you killed the envoy of Qin and refused to surrender to Qin, it is too late to ask for surrender after the city is destroyed." Yan Jiang said quietly.

"It's not too late to mend the dead sheep," Lord Longyang said softly, lowering his brows and eyes, "Furthermore, if it is true to take water from the river and irrigate it, is it possible for Qin to resist?"

"Not to mention that there are heavy troops stationed on the dam, so it is difficult for Wei soldiers to get close, even the people on the dam, and you can't stop them." Yan Jiang thought for a while and smiled slightly: "Furthermore, there is a gap outside the city. As long as we use the technique of Heaven's Punishment to break the mountain and block the water, the water can be re-entered under the chasm, and even if there is water, it will be no more than knee-high."

After all, the plan is a plan, and it is still far from being realized. Besides, if there is no gunpowder to open the dam, it will not take a short while, enough for Qin Jun to get the news and kill him twice.

"But the king of Wei is ultimately the descendant of the king. The countries have been in-laws for a long time, so why not save some face?" Lord Longyang looked at the princes and nobles who were hung on the tree, "Consolation, if you behave like this, Chu Qi The two countries are afraid to resist with all their strength."

After all, no one wants to be hung up like this after surrendering, eating and drinking in a cage. This is no longer a matter of disgrace, but a slave government, which can be called atrocities.

Yan Jiang nodded: "I will comfort the king on this matter, and I won't hang on for too long if I think about it."

"In that case, I thank Yan Zi." Longyang Jun heaved a sigh of relief, "I will take my leave."

Yan Jiang stayed and said: "You are still young and have great talents, why don't you keep Qin to help?"

"The king of Wei treats me as a king, so how can I serve two masters again." Lord Longyang declined, and then smiled, "Besides, I am already thirty-five years old, and I have passed my thirties."

How do you take care of it so well?

Or is beauty just slow?

But the reason for his refusal is also very reasonable. Being a king is the highest reward in a country. Yan Jiang didn't want to make things difficult for others, so he let him retreat, and asked Meng Yi to send him to prevent him from becoming a reward from the Qin army.

After giving the order, he looked at the other person.

"You're younger, after all." Yan Jiang rubbed his hair, and under the complicated eyes of the other party, "It's a pity, it's just three things."

Li Zuoche lowered his head, he nodded, then raised his head suddenly: "Yan Zi, before you kill me, can you answer my question?"

Fuck you still come?

Yan Jiang only felt a sharp pain in his head, and instinctively said: "No!"