Emperor Qin

When he was with the King of Qin, Yan Jiang would always receive inquiries from the King of Qin about certain political matters from time to time. It is meaningless to mix such ancient things, and if the policy is wrong, it will cause trouble, so most of the time he will refuse to say that he does not know. , But sometimes when I was asked suddenly when I was combing Huahua's hair, picking out her ears, or teasing the tiger, I would drop my opinion inadvertently.

Every time this happens, King Qin will pass it by with a smile and take A Jiang's opinion as a reference.

After many times, Yan Jiang became wary. After being questioned by another surprise attack, Yan Jiang pointed out that "it is better to divide Yandi into several counties" and proposed that "the number of counties should be divided into fewer counties. The Northern Huns will eventually need a general." Leaders, dismantling too much is not conducive to the smooth communication of the army."

Qin Wangduan sat on the chair and looked at him sideways: "Do you know how many counties are going to be demolished?"

Yan Jiang followed Huahua's hair, and said lazily: "The king likes nine as the extreme number, and he must tear down the world to make it a multiple of nine."

At the beginning, he unified the six countries with 36 counties. Later, he conquered Baiyue in the south and took the Xiongnu in the north to add a few counties. He folded up the counties in the country and made up 54 counties. He took the world to treat his obsessive-compulsive disorder. No one in this world up.

King Qin really wanted to tear down a few more counties. He stretched out his long arms and dragged A Jiang from Hua Hua to himself: "Then how many counties should A Jiang see?"

At this moment, Huahua turned over, revealing her lovely white belly, and waved her paw at her master.

Yan Jiang was so sweet by the baby, and was trying to get back to Huahua, but was hugged around the waist, so he could only evade: "If you ask me about such a big matter, is it because the harem interferes in politics?"

"There is no strategy and no seal, how can it be called the harem?" Qin Wang's eyes flashed, and he said leisurely, "Why, Ah Jiang is willing to be the queen?"

Yan Zi, who knew that King Qin could really do it, immediately said seriously: "How can this be, I can't raise branches and heirs for the king, and I can't afford such a big responsibility."

The King of Qin sighed and said, "You and I are skin-to-skin relatives, but A Jiang is unwilling to even give him a title. As far as heaven is concerned, he is not alone. It is miserable and sad."

Yan Jiang lowered his eyes in cooperation and said sadly: "How can a lowly concubine be so precious to the king, if she can't, she dare not."

"A Jiang..." King Qin's eyes were full of affection.

"Your Majesty..." Yan Jiang put his arms around King Qin's neck, staring at him affectionately.

King Qin smiled brightly: "Ah Jiang remembers this play clearly."

"This play was written by me, so it is naturally clear," Yan Jiang smiled slightly, "Since the king likes it, I will watch it at night."

"Those mediocre people don't have the melody of A Jiang's singing." King Qin said indifferently, ignoring the slightly hot ears, "It's better to sing at night when you go to bed."

Yan Jiang held his face, feeling that he was looking forward to it.

The four eyes meet, and the agreement has been reached.

The neglected Huahua couldn't stand it anymore, it turned around, walked slowly outside the door, sat next to Meng Yi, and looked into the distance melancholy.

Meng Yi, who was standing guard outside the hall with a sword, looked indifferent, and looked into the distance with Huahua, there seemed to be a faint singing voice coming from there.

Don't forget about the things in the palace.

Recently, the theater troupes of the Xianyang Shaofu have spread to Daliang, but King Qin is in Chencheng, so he sent the best singers and musicians to entertain the king's teachers. Yan Jiang has let them perform for a few days and then go on tour in the army.

In fact, it turned out that Yan Jiang wanted them to perform stage plays directly, the kind of normal speech, but when he came here, he knew why he had to use libretto to perform, because there is no amplification equipment, it is difficult for ordinary speaking voice to spread far and loudly. Shouting words is vulgar and dramatic, while singing can solve these two problems very well. Not only can it be spread far, but it is also beneficial for ordinary people to sing and memorize.

And this novel performance art has quickly defeated ordinary singing and dancing, becoming the most popular performance. After each performance, the harvest is very rich. Even after self-study, many poor families will pull out a team and go to the big city to perform. .

Shaofu once wrote to the King of Qin, wanting to monopolize the profits of this kind of performance and crack down on private dramas.The king of Qin was persuaded by Yan Jiang to refuse. Yan Jiang felt that this was a good opportunity to promote and nurture Qin culture, which could be managed, but not killed.

Qin Wang also felt that he had to do a lot of things that cost money, and he could convince people with reason, so he didn't need to convince people with physics.

In return, Yan Zi of course happily sang a few operas to the King of Qin.

To be honest, all he knows is the opera lyrics of a few ancient songs. If professionals listen to them, they will be ridiculed.

What he loves is the joy of this kind of soul mingling.

He has as many beautiful bodies as he wants, but there is only one person he likes.

Although always have to forgive him.

……

The soldiers of the state of Qin had a lively and lively life. Until the beginning of spring, Wang Jian was still training the army and strengthening the camp.

But no matter whether Chu State lures the enemy or scolds the enemy, or throws stones from a catapult, there is no Qin army to fight.

Xiang Yan even tried to send a small number of troops to directly bypass Pingyu to attack Chencheng where the King of Qin was located, trying to draw Wang Jian's army out of the camp to protect the King of Qin.

But the ten-thousand-man army walked hundreds of miles, and was chased by Li Xin's cavalry all the way, and was eaten clean.

Li Xin is very useful to this small group of troops. He doesn't care much about the seedlings in spring. He spends all day watching the sky by the edge of the field, waiting for Xiang Yan to send troops over. He looks like the old farmer in the idiom who waits for a rabbit.

After so many tentative visits, Xiang Yan told Qin Junfo that if his whole army attacked Chencheng, the rear would be empty. Once the food road was cut off by Wang Jian, the 40 army would be another Zhao Guochangping , Xiang Yan will naturally become Zhao Kuo's second.

But if he didn't attack Chencheng, he wouldn't be sure to take down Wang Jian's camp. He stayed here to garrison, but he wanted to eat!

Internally, the Chu State had no faith in such a Qin army, but it was about to explode. The princes in the country felt that Wang Jian's self-respect for the army was already a certainty, and there was no doubt about it, so they asked for peace with Qin.

This year, their life was like hell. Not only did they spend money, food, and people, they spent money like running water, and they couldn't see their heads.

King Han of Chu could hardly suppress domestic dissent, and urged Xiang Yan to attack Qin in every possible way.

There is no way, the beginning of spring is a major farming event in Chu State. Although Chu State was the first country to have cattle farming, the popularity rate of cattle is extremely low. It is not like Qin's official cattle breeding. If there are not enough people, there will inevitably be famine.

More importantly, after a year of confrontation, Chu's savings for many years have been emptied.

The lords even had a voice, saying whether Xiang Yan wanted to be a mercenary like Wang Jian, and whether they had agreed to some kind of deal, which was why they had such a tacit understanding?

So Xiang Yan had no choice but to take the initiative to attack Qinying.

But I immediately tasted how powerful the Foreman Wang's camp is. It is not even a hundred steps away from the city wall. Thousands of arrows are fired on the wall. The standardization of Qin Jun's equipment is extremely high. The cost of arrows plummeted, and outsourcing enriched the common people. At the same time, the number of arrows was overwhelming. When the volley was fired, it was overwhelming, like locusts passing through.

Cooperating with the trebuchet, the Chu army threw thousands of corpses under the wall, but they didn't even touch the city wall.

After several days of attacking like this, when they finally touched the corner of the wall, the Chu army suffered heavy losses, but the Qin army suffered little damage at the top of the wall.

In desperation, Xiang Yan had to retreat.

When the news spread back to Chu State, there was even an uproar in the country. No one even pointed out that Xiang Yan was incompetent and asked the King of Chu to change his general.

The king of Chu was not confused in the end, and forcibly suppressed these requests. He just wrote to Xiang Yan again.

The content of the book is stinky and long, but in translation there are only two words "quick victory!"

In the Chu camp, Xiang Yan, who was over forty years old, had all gray hair in this year, and was more than ten years older than last year. Xiang Rong was very sad to see it, but he couldn't comfort him.

King Han of Chu has already issued three orders in a row, ordering Xiang Yan not to delay, to take down Pingyu, and the spring grain that was promised to arrive in early March is now almost the ninth day of the lunar new year, and it is still on the way. The grain official said it was Tianyu Road It's slippery and difficult for horses and chariots, but Xiang's family doesn't know the land of Chu. The water is full of fat, so how can there be no food?

To say a thousand words and ten thousand is just that the princes are unwilling to cut their flesh, fearing chaos in the fief, fearing that they will hurt themselves, and they all point to others to dig out the bottom of the box, but they don't think about it. If the Qin people occupy the state of Chu, Can have their good?

It is said that when the father and son were speechless, suddenly a scout rushed to report the military situation.

Xiang Yan opened the letter paper, feeling a sudden turn of events.

"Wang Jian sent troops!"

Xiang Rong was overjoyed.

Wang Jian sent troops. After a year of fattening, the Qin army was strong and strong, and the fighting spirit was fierce and high-spirited.

However, the Chu army's morale was already in turmoil, the hearts of the people were uneasy, and their morale was even more vigorous, and then declined again and again.

Thus, the largest battle of millions of people in Chinese history began.

In the north of Pingyu City, crowds of people are everywhere, trampling on the farmland that should be full of green crops.

After the two sides tested it with the rain of arrows on a small scale, they began to march and deploy.

Of course, Yan Jiang did not miss this kind of battle, he chose a high ground early and climbed a tall tree, while His Majesty hovered high in the sky, watching the two troops.

The Qin army is good at using weapons. In this year, Qin Mo has made a large number of catapults and large crossbows to clear the way. There are more than a thousand chariots to protect the two wings. The front army holds shields, and the middle army holds halberds. Qifeng is definitely not the kind where everyone rushes with me.

Yan Jiang watched His Majesty flying in the sky on a flying roller from a distance, thinking that with His Majesty's weight, he could fly this kind of trick excitedly, it seems that this year has also suffocated him.

The 60 troops are away, not to mention the wasted food and grass, and the barren fields in the middle school. The pressure of handing over one's life to the general is enough to bear, not to mention that King Qin endured this pressure for a whole year.

Success or failure depends on one action. After this victory, Qin will be able to rule the world.

If it is defeated, Qin State will definitely not be able to recover its vitality in three to five years, and even the land of the Four Kingdoms will be vomited out.

Neither Qin nor Chu could afford to lose this battle.

After flying for half an hour, His Majesty fluttered his wings, landed beside Yan Jiang, and communicated the situation of the Quartet Army.

Yan Jiang had been working under Arshak for almost two years, and he had some understanding of ancient battle formations, and he could see clearly that the Chu army's formation was tight, showing the style of a general, and they could help each other.

And in this kind of large-scale team battle, whoever can choose the right army formation can attack first, and Wang Jian is obviously better than Xiang Yan in this respect.

"Your Majesty, are you nervous?" Yan Jiang asked in a low voice along His Majesty's hair.

His Majesty smiled, domineering.

Knowing the weaknesses of the enemy and understanding our strengths, the wise kings and generals are all in Daqin, and they don't know where to lose.

The author has something to say: King Qin (His Majesty's proud face): I don't even know how to lose!

Add Fanwai before noon tomorrow... nutrient solution can increase the speed and quantity of Fanwai's drop (hint, crazy hint)

Spoiler, Doujin War II

Wuguan is the most magnificent fortress in the south, and a large number of sinners and proletarians will pass through this station to be sent to Xiangjun to reclaim the land.

"Hurry up!" the Qin official holding a whip yelled at the criminals in front of him, "These are the grain and grass sent to Xiangjun, if the time is delayed, the crime will be aggravated!"

With tears in his eyes, Anyang pushed the cart full of grain and grass, and cooperated with Chu Xian to push the cart.

"Time travel is a lie!" Chu Xian was indifferent before, and his face was so bitter that he almost cried, "I believe that Yan Zi is not a time traveler. Damn, it's just us modern weaklings who can't stand for an hour. If they don’t, they will all be arrested and sent to labor.”

"Who told us not to have an ID card?" The young fellow next to him regretted very much, "It's all my fault, really, I shouldn't ask for directions when I see someone looking like a civil servant, it's all my fault."

There is a big difference between the ancient pronunciation and the current pronunciation, but just like the people from the Northeast who go to Guangdong, although they suddenly hear it in a cloud of fog, but as long as they listen for a while, they can still distinguish the meaning, not to mention that the words have not changed. You can ask someone who can read the note.

But how do these young people who don't know the sinister heart know that there was no human rights in ancient times, and an uninstructed person bumped into You Yu's hand and asked how to get to Xianyang Palace? ? ?

Of course they were taken down as foreign assassins. After some investigation and torture to no avail, all of them were arrested and fined, and none of them were missed. They were designated as escaped military slaves, and the women were sent to be palace maids.For men, there are two paths - one is to be sent to Inner Mongolia or Baiyue to farm;

There is no choice at all!

Anyang comforted after hearing the words: "It's not your fault, I also want to meet Yan Zi."

A young man serving in the army next to him looked up at them, then lowered his eyes.

After a hard journey, Anyang only walked halfway, and the climate was not acclimatized to the cold and hot. The Qin official who accompanied the army saw it and recognized it as malaria at a glance. He immediately ordered people to throw him out of the team so as not to infect everyone.

Chu Xian argued hard, but the answer he got was a whip.

Anyang was thrown on the side of the road, feeling hopeless. Of course he knew that Artemisia annua could be used for the disease, but he couldn't recognize what the wormwood looked like.

Just when he was painfully trying to save himself in this barren mountain, he saw a huge and terrifying tiger slowly walking towards him with a pale face... The young man was frightened and fainted.

When he woke up, he was on the back of a mountain sheltered from the wind, warming his heart with a bonfire. A young man in plain clothes heard the noise, turned his head and smiled at him.

The flames imprinted on his side face, making the young man's heart jump up. He had never seen such a good-looking person. He was as clear as jade and as gentle as water. That kind of temperament was the only thing he had ever seen in his life. His poor vocabulary I can't describe it at all, I just feel a sense of peace surrounding my body, warming my heart.

"Drink the medicine." The young man handed over the sheepskin water bag and said gently.

Anyang blushed and took it, but after taking a sip, he was stimulated by the sour taste and spat it out: "This, what is this?"

"Artemisia juice, if you still want to live, drink it quickly." The young man frowned.

After Anyang finished drinking with a bitter face, he saw a big tiger coming over with a plump wild rabbit in its mouth, pushed it to the young man's side, and received the young man's rewarding touch.

"You, you are Yan Zi?" Anyang finally realized, patting the ground excitedly.

"How?" Yan Jiang asked with a smile.

Anyang blushed and whispered: "I, I, I... just want you to give me an autograph."

In this way, Yan Jiang had an extra entourage, instructing him to make beds, wash dishes, clean up wild fruits, pick herbs and other things that Huahua could not help with, and slowly move to the south, living a comfortable life.

Anyang racked his brains to sidestep Yan Jiang, wanting to know what happened to him: "Sir, why didn't you see your owl?"

"I failed to leave Qin several times before, presumably it was exposed by it," Yan Jiang said helplessly, "so I can only abandon it."

Thinking of the loss he suffered from the King of Qin, he said that he could never escape, but in the end he tricked out the painful truth that Ai Niao is a scumbag on the bed!

Thinking of this, Yan Jiang was filled with anger.

It's a shame to only break its legs, it should be fed to Huahua!

Anyang was startled suddenly, Li Qin failed a few times, isn't that because he saw that book?

His gaze fell on Yan Jiang's flat belly with fear.

……

In Xianyang Palace, King Qin flipped through the book in his hand, not arguing whether he was happy or angry.

Ying Qingmeng shivered: "That's all the stories I know."

Oh my god, the ancients are terrible, she just wanted to show some knowledge to the King of Qin, but in the end, the King of Qin asked about her origins in a few words, and had to write a few stories she knew to guarantee her life.

This is already the sixth story she has written. She doesn't like the story of the domineering emperor very much. Yan Zi left his injured owl when he ran away, which made her feel ooc. The story also mentioned that Yan Zi ran with the ball, no I know if the king will get angry at her when he sees it, and if he can save his own life.

King Qin finally closed the book and waved someone to take the girl down.

After a few breaths, a slightly lame owl flew out of the palace and headed towards the indomitable Wuguan.