Emperor Qin

Wound inflammation has been a medical problem since ancient times. This problem was not solved until the advent of sulfa drugs, but in Africa, lack of clothing and medicine is still a normal phenomenon.

But fortunately, the ethnic groups living in places where antibiotics are used have a good resistance. Yan Jiang mixed boiled water with saline to clean Zhang Liang's wound, and stitched it up again. Very neat, from the shoulders down, if it wasn't for Yan Jiang's quick pull, it would probably be a case of a flowery tiger digging his heart out.

Yan Jiang squeezed some garlic water and applied it on him. Garlic water was used as a military substance for disinfection and sterilization on the battlefield during the First World War. Liang just had a low-grade fever all night, and when the sky was about to dawn, there was no major problem.

"I know you have something important to do, and I'm going to travel to Wei State later, cross the border between Zhao and Wei, and then let you go." Yan Jiang changed the hemostatic medicine for him, "Don't make trouble at this time That's it, the rest, you need to figure out your own way."

The young man stared at him, remained silent for a few breaths, finally lowered his eyes silently, and then turned his head to one side.

He must be a person who doesn't know good and evil, knowing that the young man in front of him is kind enough to let him go, otherwise he would be killed on the spot, and Han Han would not say a word.

Fusu yawned and got up from the couch early. He leaned against the big tiger and poked him curiously. The boy looked back impatiently, and saw that this was the kid he wanted to bully yesterday. Embarrassed, she blushed.

Huahua lay gently on the couch, resting her big head on her paws, Ren Fusu played with its lips and teeth, and licked the child's tender fingers from time to time. It's all about putting away the tongue spurs-it doesn't want to get out of bed too much, since the bad eagle drove it out of the main room, this is the first time it has slept with its owner in three years.

"Why did you hit Mr.?" Fusu asked him in a low voice.

"He is from Qin." Zhang Liang whispered sullenly, "Take our land and destroy my home."

"Mr. returned from the west last year, not from Qin." Fusu sighed with some regret, "You can't do anything to Mr. next time. Mr. is nice, but Huahua has a bad temper."

If he tries again, I'll let Huahua bite him to death.Fusu thought so.

Zhang Liang frowned slightly and didn't answer, but he found the key in an instant. From this point of view, the king of Qin didn't take back this capable man, and the so-called courteous treatment from the Six Kingdoms was just a way to keep him from serving the Six Kingdoms.

Sure enough, it was the Tyranny of the Qin Dynasty, full of tricks.

At this time, Yan Jiang had already picked up an owl whose feathers were wet with dew, which had been locked outside the door all night, brushed its feathers, and whispered to it not to make trouble next time.

His Majesty turned his head 180 degrees and looked straight at Yihai and Hu, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Fusu sat upright and well-behaved. Seeing the senior brother look back at each other, he immediately returned a bright smile, while Huahua showed her fangs slightly.

"Look how good Asu and Huahua are. Your Majesty, be generous. Learn to be friendly and you will discover a new world." Yan Jiang turned the owl's head to face his former self, "Asu is still young. It's cold to sleep, so I need Hua Hua to accompany me, besides, now that I have returned home, Hua Hua can no longer sleep outside, please be generous, let's sleep together, then I will tell you two stories every night, okay?"

Fusu immediately applauded well, and Maotouying looked back, but the faint murderous aura instinctively made him froze, as if seeing his father's stern eyes, he froze for a moment, and then retracted Huahua obediently arms.

Yan Jiang also considerately said that the little lesson last night was because of important matters, so His Majesty should not be angry about it. Angry is a not-so-good owl, and it will be deducted from the story and so on.

After talking for a long time, he finally waited until His Majesty nodded in agreement, then it landed on Huahua's couch and kicked Huahua.

"Huahua go down quickly, Fusu is also up, it's almost dawn." Yan Jiang said immediately.

Fusu's eyes widened. He didn't expect Huahua to live such a life. He looked at His Majesty with sharp eyes, and after a moment's eye contact, he continued to behave well—the days are still long, he will protect Huahua, and will never let this The eagle continued to bully it.

Only His Majesty's eyes became more complicated.

Two days later, Zhang Liang's wounds were basically scabbed and stable. Yan Jiang's temporary residence was a small courtyard of a Korean businessman, and the lease was very short. The young, one sick, one bird and one tiger left.

The South Korean soldiers did not stop him. In their opinion, they had already done enough to save their face. Not to mention that Han Fei from the Zhang family sent them to the Qin State, and found that the lost goods were specially made up. Treat him with great courtesy, what else do you want?

Ah Huang is strong and healthy, so it is okay to pull a carriage, but the bumps are severe. The two-wheeled carriage has only one axle, and sitting on it is like a seesaw, not to mention the ruts on the dirt road.

Yan Jiang only sat for a long time, and he and Huahua couldn't stand it any longer, but Fusu and Zhang Liang were calm and sat often.

He found a small town, stopped the carriage, and asked the craftsman to add two more wheels to the front of the cart, and then the whole town offered a reward of rubber grass, one basket for one gold.

In an instant, the town was detonated. Rubber grass is a common plant, and it is everywhere like dandelions. In less than three days, the grass roots in a radius of tens of miles were all uprooted. Yan Jiang boiled sulfur glue and wrapped it on the wheels. .Let the blacksmith sell the toughest iron in Korea, twist out the spring, and add it to the car. In this way, although it is still shaking, it is much more stable. It is not a problem that the iron spring will not last long. I bought a dozen or so, enough to last until I left the country.

The most famous blacksmith in the town asked if he could pass on the art of twisting iron to his descendants, and Yan Jiang naturally agreed.

The blacksmith was overjoyed and wanted to hold a banquet at the biggest restaurant in the town, and then——then Yan Jiang gracefully asked Zhang Liang what he thought.

This guy recently helped him harvest grass and squeeze pulp. The farmers are difficult to deal with. There are many people who have repeatedly pestered him for a small amount of money. He has seen a lot of things. The young man said coldly: "You are so rich, his family has been doing it for a few days. There are several vicious blacksmiths, I am afraid that you will be targeted, and it will be hard to return once you go."

Fusu nodded in approval.

So in the case that day, there were seven or eight thieves in ambush at the banquet. Yan Jiang went one by one and returned by the other. His clothes were all clean, with only a little blood on them, and the others obediently didn't ask what happened.

The carriage is moving, and the journey is natural and smooth, but Ah Huang's gorgeous figure, one can tell at a glance that his worth is still attracting all kinds of robbers and bandits. Strong, especially when switching from swordsmanship to archermanship, Zhang Liang saw with his own eyes that he shot two arrows at the same time, each hitting one, and for a moment he couldn't help but glisten in his eyes.

However, Mr. Yan did not intend to accept apprentices, but continued to go north, crossed the Yellow River, and entered Zhaodi.

Along the way, he inspected the people's livelihood in various ways, and deeply discussed the income of farmers in various places, the specialty life of each place, etiquette and customs, and helped anyone who could help. Those seeds that may be about to expire will naturally be able to slowly appreciate the customs and customs of the motherland when they return home.

On the way, he learned that there was a group of thieves occupying the border of Wei, Han, and Zhao countries nearby, and when he robbed the caravan and did all kinds of crimes, Yan Jiang went to act a hero and received the admiration of two humans.

Yan Jiang found out what was wrong with His Majesty at night, the tip of its little wings drooped a little, and it shrank when touched.

After careful inspection, he frowned.

These days, because of Zhang Liang and Fu Su, he has somewhat neglected His Majesty.

He was injured and didn't even notice.

His Majesty didn't tell him, he must be disappointed in him!

It was he who failed his job.

……

The next day, they encountered a group of border people from Zhao who had fled.

With a family and a mouth, he looked terrified, skinny, and had thin clothes.

"Qin Jun is here, Qin Jun is here..." This is their favorite language.

The language of the Three Jins came from the same family, Zhang Liang understood it immediately, and wanted to look at Yan Jiang with condemnation, but when he thought of Mr. Lu's righteous behavior, he turned his eyes to the west where Qin was located and began to condemn.

Then Yan Jiang got out of the car and asked them about the reason why the Qin army dispatched troops this time. A rich man in the countryside who knew a little bit of elegant language answered his doubts—now Yan State is still being rubbed on the ground by Zhao State. Zhao general Pang Nuan, who will die, is still alive and kicking. Yan Wangxi once again sent Prince Dan to Qin as a hostage, asking Qin to save Yan. They really have no choice but to survive.

So the king of Qin agreed, and sent three generals to lead [-] troops from Shangdang County, and went straight to Zhao in two directions. Unmoved, he ordered the cities to close their gates tightly.

But in this way, the village without city walls was very miserable, and they rushed into the mountains to avoid the Qin army, for fear that if they were not careful, the Qin army would take their heads as military merits—"If you cry again, you will be chopped down by the Qin army." Head!" In front of Yan Jiang and others, a woman threatened her hungry son in this way.

"The Seven Kingdoms have been fighting for supremacy for hundreds of years..." Yan Jiang sighed, saying that the common people are suffering and the common people are suffering. Only the unification of the world can end this endless war.

"It's nice to say, don't you just want to be unified by Qin?" Zhang Liang said angrily.

"Then let South Korea take a look at it," Yan Jiang said calmly, "If there is no Qin State, who can he eat?"

Zhang Liang was dumbfounded. Without Qin, neither Zhao Wei nor South Korea would be spared. These years, the fat South Korea is just living in the cracks, and no one can recover. Originally, Zhang Liang hoped to inherit the status when he grows up. For South Korea to continue to deal with other countries, what he has learned over the years is also to observe the situation in the world, thinking countless times how he will develop his strengths in the future and rule the world together.

It's just that the reality is too cruel. This time the Zhang family collapsed and woke him up with a slap. South Korea really couldn't save him.

"How many years in the Warring States period, a hundred countries have changed into seven heroes, which one is clean, if you are really dissatisfied, go find a country to assist, and see who can hold it." Yan Jiang smiled slightly, "As for now, you and I have already parted ways. It's day."

Zhang Liang froze for a moment, his handsome face showed a bit of reluctance, but he also knew that it was kindness and righteousness for the other party to bring him out, so he got up and said goodbye: "Mr. , and please take care, sir."

Yan Jiang nodded and watched him leave, not worried about his safety. In history, this guy would travel the whole of China to find the Hercules Assassin Qin after a few years by himself.

"Sir, will this person harm Qin?" Fu Su watched him walk away and asked in a low voice.

"That's true, would Asu be afraid?" Yan Jiang said with a low smile.

"My Great Qin is as powerful as the Yellow River, if he blocks it, I will destroy it!" Fusu, who was used to seeing blood all the way, proudly said.

"Well, yes, you can also return to Qin." Yan Jiang nodded with a smile.

Fusu was so frightened that she hugged Huahua tightly, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows slightly: "I have already discovered that you are bullying Xiao Majesty. How can the tip of its wings be broken when it is in good shape, and you still have bird feathers on your head, so you can't keep it."

Fu Su was stunned: "What? I'm not, I don't!"

Yan Jiang waved his hand, but did not accept this pale explanation. Next, he will go to Zhao country, and send him back when he meets the Qin army. In a war-torn land, it is better not to bring children.

In Xianyang Palace, Qin Wangzheng finished approving the letter intently, stretched his sore hands, sat in front of the desk for a few breaths, and there was a trace of joy on his brows: "Legend, let Meng Tian go to Zhaodi to bring Yanzi back .”

Dare to fight against his father and king, he really has no respect for his elders.

Yan Qing's bedside, he alone is enough.

Don't allow others to covet it!