Emperor Qin

After Xu Fu was driven away, the new Imperial Physician Ling was Xia Wuqiu's apprentice. He looked honest and honest, not good at words, and his appearance was even darker, as if he had crawled out of coal. He looked more like a farmer. Immortal style.

The King of Qin enthusiastically prepared to go out.

His direction this time is Longxi, which is the place where the Qin State rose, the western border, and then circled back to Guanzhong from Henan.

The itinerary is expected to be half a year, and the memorials from all over the country will be delivered by post stations, and this time he dislikes sailing against the current and is slow, so he plans to use chariots and horses.

Yan Jiang advised him not to: "You have seen the road in Longxi before, and riding in a carriage can make your ass break into four petals."

"Then let's ride away together," Qin Wang was not worried at all, "A Jiang, you can come back from the west, but I can only go west for thousands of miles, so what's the point!"

"That's all right, you press a few more leaf springs." Yan Jiang didn't persuade much, and Ah Zheng had to learn a lesson.

Qin Wang smiled calmly, his things have always been the best in the world.

No one dared to be careless.

So after a month of preparations, King Qin's chariot set out on the road in a mighty way. Not only did the chariot have rubber tires more expensive than gold, but it was also equipped with the best springs, and it was driven by six healthy horses.

But King Qin still underestimated the bumpiness of dirt roads in this era. The land of Longxi is the Loess Plateau, with thousands of ravines and ravines. Difference.

Qin Wangchu still wanted to revise the memorial in the car, but after reading it for a few breaths, he became dizzy and almost vomited. Yan Jiang took him out and rode for a long time before he recovered.

But he has a temperament of fidgeting when he is not working, so he can only play the book at night, sleep in the car during the day and change the number, and let the birds follow Yan Jiang to and fro-but this, what is the difference from before?

He has always been stubborn, and adjusted his day and night schedules, only sleeping in the morning and the first half of the night, and in the afternoon he would accompany Yan Jiang on a tour of mountains and rivers all over the world.

Yan Jiang doesn't even know when he fell in love with mountain climbing, is he unhappy flying in the sky?

That alone is enough, King Qin also likes to visit famous mountains and great rivers, which is a pain for the accompanying soldiers. Not only are they frightened at the border, they also open roads in the mountains and build bridges in the ditches. He paid homage to the ancestral temple of Yongdu, and went straight to Longxi , from Longxi County, where the Great Wall of Qin is located, all the way to Liupan Mountain. After all, I didn’t exercise enough, so I rested for a night before continuing to climb.

Yan Jiang accompanied him all the way to Huizhong Palace, and was ready to stroll north.

The King of Qin was ready to move, but he still had some restraint. He didn't say anything about going to the grassland with him, but sighed that time flies like an arrow, time flies, and sooner or later the king's flag will be planted on the grassland royal court.

Yan Jiang wanted to laugh, and played with him for a long time before leaving. When he left, he was very reluctant to look at the handsome and tall man in the distance.

He asked someone to deliver a message to Li Xin, ready to go with him.

He rode his horse and waited for a long time at the intersection, only to see two horsemen with dry food and water rushing out of King Qin's convoy, besides Li Xiaoxin, there was another handsome and masculine young man with straight eyebrows, and he spoke between civil and military affairs. Li Xin's temperament was perfectly blended, and Li Xin's original wild and unruly temperament was complemented by this young man, and he immediately appeared a bit young and middle-aged.

"Meng Tian," Yan Jiang, of course, thought that the king of Qin was a loyal confidant, "you've got something to offer?"

"I've met Zhengqing." Meng Tian put down the reins of his horse, cupped his fists and said, "I heard that Zhengqing wants to go deep into the Northland, can I add another person?"

Well, although I didn't expect to buy one get two free, Yan Jiang did not refuse - who can refuse this famous historical general?

Li Xin glanced at Meng Tian defiantly: "Meng Tian, ​​you already have the power to destroy Qi, what are you doing here to see?"

Meng Tian looked at Li Xin tenderly and politely: "Qi Kingdom surrendered too quickly, and my merits are not enough to become a Marquis. Now the only enemies of Great Qin are Baiyue and the Xiongnu. Why are you willing to let your brother go to the wild land of Baiyue?"

"Then each depends on his ability." Li Xin galloped away, venting his depression.

This time, Wang Jian and his son were the big winners for destroying the six kingdoms. They all contributed to Che Hou. Meng Tian, ​​Yang Duanhe and others also won the No. 17 rank of Siche Shuzhang, which is only three ranks behind Guannei Hou. Because of the defeat of the Chu State, although he tried his best to save him, he only got a [-]th-level Zuo Geng, and he could hardly hold his head up among the second generations of the surrounding army.

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Along the way, Meng Tian said that he had long planned to explore the Northland. After the Great Wall of Qin was built in the past, he was ordered to defend against the Loufan tribe in the Northland. King's appreciation.

But now that the world is settled, one should be prepared for danger in times of peace and make plans in the morning.

Yan Jiang admired this very much. From this point of view, in history, the king of Qin asked Meng Tian to fight the Huns. This man not only successfully completed the task, but also spent only three years in office to build the Great Wall Straight Road at the same time, and had more time to develop Ningxia Hetao. This is obviously not the case. Reckless through luck.

"Hu people don't live by water and grass," Yan Jiang explained with a smile, "Each tribe actually has its own pastures and water sources, relying on snow water in winter, and living in groups by lakes and rivers in summer. Where to graze, they figured it out with their lives, and generally it will not change."

His ability to find grasslands and water sources was taught by Arshak himself, and he taught the two Qin generals without any secrets, basically copying Al's original words, Maotouying watched him speak without guilt Talking, inexplicably remembered the arrow back when he set off... Then he snorted a little contemptuously, and leaned even tighter in A Jiang's arms.

It took them more than a month to go down the Yellow River. They walked through the lush Houtao Plain and then to the lush Qiantao Grassland. Both places were very prosperous. Under the protection of the Huns, a city appeared. This is the largest transfer station of tea, horse, salt and cloth in the Central Plains on the grassland, and its name today is "Touman City".

After being buried 20 young and strong at one time by general Li Mu, for more than 20 years, the Xiongnu finally recovered. Their new leader, Man Danyu, led them to wash away the humiliation of the year and regain the land of Hetao. The internal strife in the Central Plains has no time for him to care, but what does it matter?

They were finally back in the days when they could go south to graze horses, and that was enough.

Today, under the leadership of Touman Chanyu, they have suppressed Yueshi Loufan Donghu, become the overlord of the grassland again, and can also get delicious tea and sugar from the Central Plains.

Walking in the city, they need to be careful to avoid the animal excrement on the road.

It is called a city here, but in fact there is not even a fence wall. As far as the eye can see, there are tents of all sizes. Set up a wooden frame like a firewood pile, put fur around it, and leave the sharp corners on the top open for light and ventilation.

They call a tent a thatch.

There is less precipitation in the grassland, so there is no need to worry about rain.

Yan Jiang looked at the sheep of these herdsmen and found that there was no concept of sheep shearing, so although the wool was long, the quality was not very good, and they were usually bought directly to merchants in the Central Plains.

According to what they said, if you don't know how to weave, you might as well sell it.

And the selling price...

Yan Jiang saw a Central Plains businessman hauling ten carts of wool, and the transaction price was a box of brown sugar.

Yes, a palm-sized wooden box with sugar no larger than a bottle of mineral water.

Both Meng Tian and Li Xin were startled for a moment, while the merchant was still complaining that you sold it too expensive this time, while the grassland man who traded wool had a mess of hair, took the box very carefully and satisfied, and put it in his arms.

Yan Jiang was very calm. Sugar was always the most expensive commodity when he was on a big voyage. As long as a big ship could bring a box of sugar back to Europe, even if all other goods on board were robbed, the trip would be profitable.France sold millions of kilometers of land to the United States, but was reluctant to sell sugar-producing Cuba.

"Let's go, two guards," Yan Jiang smiled slightly, "go and meet Tou Manchanyu."

This feeling of watching history is really cool.

He stepped forward and stopped the shaggy nobleman, saying that he was a businessman from the Central Plains and wanted to buy horses, but he didn't know if there was a way.

The Hun who sold wool looked him up and down, and said coldly in blunt Qin language: "No business, don't get in the way."

Yan Jiang smiled slightly, took out two peppers, and let the other party smell them.

The expression of the Huns instantly changed from "a good dog doesn't get in the way" to "fuck I met gold!"

Not only did his tone become amiable all of a sudden, he even prepared a simple and honest smile: "I didn't expect it to be a big deal, please follow me."

Where there is demand, there is status, but Yan Jiang still failed to meet Touman Chanyu directly. According to the Huns named Dugu, Touman Chanyu’s Que (wife) gave birth today, and he bought brown sugar for the purpose of giving birth. Shan Yu offers gifts.

Hearing this, Yan Jiang immediately became interested: "Then has this child been named? Is it called Maodun?"

Du Gu gave him a strange look: "You are mistaken, Mo Dun is Shan Yu's eldest son, and his mother is Shan Yu's predecessor Que."

That's right.

Yan Jiang thought with emotion. Later, this Touman Shanyu was also planning to make his elder son a young man, but he let his eldest son become a hedgehog, not to mention, and let his son develop a new weapon such as a loud arrow. Nothing can be changed at all times and in all over the world.

Thousands of miles away, it is a gloomy and rainy day in Linzi in Qi State.

An elegant scholar held a gorgeous silk umbrella, walked into the deserted alley, and pushed open a wooden door.

After taking off his shoes, the scholar's wet footwear left several wet footprints on the wooden board, and slowly walked into the inner room.

The room was dim, with only one lamp like a bean emitting a faint light.

"What's the matter?" the man under the lamp asked in a low voice.

"The imperial medical office has arranged for newcomers to enter." The visitor replied calmly.

"That's good," the man under the lamp said softly, "The King of Qin is fond of power, and he will measure the book with a scale and hammer. matter, so as to arouse his desire to seek immortality."

"Understood," the visitor sighed slightly, "It's just that King Qin is too powerful, and he can't find a weakness."

"Hou Sheng," said the person under the lamp with a smile, "everyone has weaknesses, and he is no exception."

"Now that Yan Zi is away from him, we still need to work hard." Then Hou Sheng said helplessly, "Do you think he is a real fairy?"

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter, as long as King Qin is afraid of death, they will always break up," the man under the lamp said with a smile, "The wiser the emperor, the more people in the world who fear life and death."