Emperor Qin

"If there is no water, there will be no crops, and if there is no business in the country, the people will not be rich..." Zhao Jia stared at the scroll and whispered, "I am incompetent, and I can't keep him."

"My lord, think of a way." Li Zuoche paced back and forth in the study anxiously, "He is going back to Qin, and you have been with him for several months. You have seen his ability. If it is used by the King of Qin, It will become a big problem in the future. He only needs a few leaves to exchange for good horses. If he enters the land of Qin, how many cavalry will Qin have to increase!"

Li Mu's troops are famous for their cavalry, their tactics are erratic and nimble, and they use odds to win. There are not many soldiers and horses in Qin, but most of them are infantry. Let him go back, wouldn't he strengthen Qin?The state of Zhao is now in turmoil, how can it stand the toss!

"Does General Li know?" Zhao Jia whispered.

"As soon as I left, I sued my grandfather, but he drank a glass of wine and said to let him go." Li Zuoche was furious when he mentioned this matter, "Shichou Zhao Qin, he knows so many details about me, Grandfather also praised him as a great talent, why not keep him?"

"In these years, there have never been fewer talented people from the Six Kingdoms." Zhao Jia poured water and wine for himself, and said with a wry smile, "There was Shang Yang before, there was Wei Ran, and later there was Meng Ao Lu Buwei. Which of these didn't have a bright future in the Six Kingdoms , This is the reason for entering Qin for use, if the six countries can keep people, how come Qin is so strong?"

"But, that's because the king doesn't know people well," Li Zuoche argued forcefully, "You are different! You always know people and make good use of them. You are a virtuous corporal. As long as you are willing, you can always move him."

"If I'm still the crown prince, I'm willing to, even if I want to fight for the king, I'll give it a try." Zhao Jia drank the bitter wine before whispering, "But I still need the protection of the Li family to survive, and Where did he get the power to let him show off his talents? How could he ignore the strong Qin Mingjun and come to me to recognize the master?"

He tried to become a close friend with him these days, but he always kept him as a gentleman. How could such a clear-eyed person come to the quagmire of Zhao State?

Li Zuoche was speechless, finally cursed a few words, turned and left.

Zhao Jia sighed softly, got up and changed his clothes, picked a few from the scrolls he had copied, and went to say goodbye to Yan Jiang.

……

"It turned out to be the twelve chapters of "Shen Nong". Thank you, my lord." Yan Jiang was very happy to receive the gift, and immediately opened it, and saw that it contained solar terms, farming methods and other farmland cultivation techniques, which were exactly what he needed most. Well, farming is a very delicate job. He has only seen pigs run but never eaten pork. With these farm books, at least he can save a lot of detours.

Furthermore, among the various schools of thought, the academic knowledge of the peasant family has long been lost, and it can be passed on as cultural relics in the future.

"The scenery of Daidi is magnificent, and there are also beautiful scenery of Yinshan Mountain. Why don't you stay for a while longer, so that Jiayi can show his friendship as a landlord." Zhao Jia showed reluctance. Although Yan Jiang didn't reveal much about governing the country, but occasionally The words are amazing words, which inspired him a lot.

"It's already April now. When I go back to Xianyang, it's the time when the strange things I planted are received. The young master has eaten it before, so he naturally knows its secrets. Besides, as time goes on, there will always be a time to see each other again. I am together It won't be long." Yan Jiang smiled.

"Then please be careful on the road, sir." After thinking for a while, he smiled wryly, "Get on the road early."

Yan Jiang naturally should be, the two chatted for a while, Yan Jiang said that he had helped find two water sources where he could dig a well, and had a pleasant chat until late at night, before saying goodbye reluctantly.

The next day, Yan Jiang packed up and saluted, took the seeds collected on the road, opened the map, and looked for the route back to Qin.

This map was drawn by him based on his memory and King Qin's map. He also modified various marks as he walked along the way. It is definitely the most detailed map of Qin Dynasty so far. Shanxi can also update the map details when entering Qin Dynasty.

Daijun can go west to Luliang Mountain. This mountain range is also a big mountain. Down the mountain is Shangdang. You can go directly to Datong to enter Taiyuan, and then follow the Fen River to enter the Yellow River. You can also go to the Yellow River to see the Great Wall of Wei. .

Seeing where Wei Changcheng was, Yan Jiang couldn't help but smile, and Fusu curiously asked him why he was smiling.

"Look at your tyranny of Qin." Yan Jiang smiled and pointed at the location of Wei's Great Wall, "Where did Wei go all the way?"

The Great Wall of Wei was originally built east of the Yellow River, and it was a military fortress built by Wei Guoxiu to guard against the State of Qin. However, according to the current Wei territory on the map, it is [-] miles away from the Great Wall of Wei. Daliang, the capital of the country, was originally in the middle of the country, but now it is on the border. Yes, just looking at it makes people feel sympathetic.

"The State of Wei is indeed the treasure of the State of Qin," Fusu praised obediently, "Everyone in the State of Qin loves the State of Wei very much."

Can you not love?Not only is his family's land the best to grab, but it is also the most fertile, and it produces the best corn, and it is the place where the culture of the Central Plains is the most prosperous. Fan Ju, Shang Yang, Wei Ran and Zhang Yi were all given to Qin by Wei Guobai. This kind of neighbor, Qin The country can't wait for ten more to come, so much so that every comet in the sky has to grab one.

"As far as you can tell." Yan Jiang inspected his homework with a smile, then took a few sheets of cloth, and carefully churned out saltpetre, charcoal and sulfur. This is a packing method learned from modern Afghanistan.

This kid Zhao Jia has a conscience.

Yan Jiang originally planned to leave within two days, but an accident stopped him.

Fusu is sick.

Medicine these days is still in the exploratory stage, and it is very unreliable.

Fortunately, it's not a serious illness, just a common cold and cold, sneezing with clear nose, ginger soup mixed with brown sugar, and I'll be fine after covering my sweat overnight.He still hugged Huahua capriciously at night, unwilling to sleep alone.

Huahua also likes him, and licks the little master to express his liking.

Yan Jiang was speechless, so he could only separate them forcibly and take care of him all night to avoid fever.

But this incident made Yan Jiang decide to prepare more medicines before leaving.

He has slowed down as much as possible along the way, stopping every few minutes to inspect the environment and collect seeds, but even so, the current road conditions are extremely bumpy, and Fusu is already in good health after being ill just once in half a year.

He still has bile, sulfur, saltpeter, and grease...

After circling a few chemical formulas in his mind, he still restrained his claws decisively. No matter how powerful it is, Nobel is not so easy to be. A small explosive bag is almost enough for self-defense in ancient times.

After putting away all the things, someone knocked on the door.

"Hello, sir." When Yan Jiang drove away, he saw the young man named Jing Ke standing at the door with a flat expression, holding a box, and said politely: "The left car said that he was rude a few days ago, so I am sorry to come here. Send it off, let me give you a gift as compensation."

Yan Jiang: "..."

Jing Ke held up the box to hand it to him, but Yan Jiang just looked at him with a strange look—an indescribable look, which made his heart skip a beat.

"Do you have a good relationship with Zuo Che?" Yan Jiang didn't accept it, but questioned him with great interest.

God, does he want to experience Jing Ke's assassination before King Qin?

What to do, a little excited!

Would you like to thank Li Zuoche for giving him such a big gift? If this is broadcast live in Hyundai, how many ratings will it have!

"Jing Ke traveled here in the past, and he was very poor. The left chariot helped me to be safe for several years, so I am naturally grateful." Jing Ke said sincerely, "Please also accept the gift of the left chariot."

"Naturally, I have to take it." Yan Jiang smiled slightly, and reached out to take it.

Almost instantly, a sudden change occurred.

The cold light was sharp, and under the wooden box, a short sword came straight to his heart from bottom to top.

Yan Jiang's smile remained unchanged, the wire saw in his hand was fastened and coiled around the body of the sword swiftly, his five fingers were like lightning, he got off the weapon in his hand, grabbed his wrist, took advantage of the momentum, and pushed himself up, twisting his arms to lock his throat.

The whole process took less than two seconds, and Jing Ke had already been pressed to the ground by him, with his face stuck to the loess, struggling hard.

"Your swordsmanship is good, but assassination is still lacking." Yan Jiang patted his head and said leisurely, "Forget it this time, don't be so foolish next time."

After all, without waiting for his answer, he decisively picked up the knife, and knocked him unconscious with the back of the knife.

Then throw it on the street. Anyway, the people of this generation are tough. It is normal to stun and kill one or two people. People passing by don't even bother to take a look.

Well, now comes the question.

Yan Jiang chuckled, and with a glance from the corner of his eye, he saw the anxious young man in the alley in the distance.

What a newborn calf.

He picked up the dagger that Jing Ke dropped, and walked over slowly.

The boy's hands and feet were cold, but he did not run away in the end. Instead, he raised his head and looked at him, as if saying, I don't believe you dare to kill me.

"Brother Jiang, be merciful!" A sudden exclamation came from the side, and Zhao Jia ran over panting, begging with dewy eyes, "The car on the left was just impulsive!"

The next second, Yan Jiang chuckled: "Really?"

Blood splashed lightly.

Li Zuoche looked at the dagger that had been completely inserted into his chest in disbelief.

"It's a little thing, why don't you dare." Yan Jiang touched the young man's soft face and kissed him, "In the next life, don't be so impulsive."

"Brother Yan!" A shocked voice sounded from the side, and Zhao Jia, who was out of breath, was startled, "You, like you, it is impossible to leave Daijun alive."

"I've been merciful, I didn't stab anyone." Yan Jiang let go of his hand, and Ren Juvenile fell to the ground, the corners of his lips slightly curved, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes, "This is already for his grandfather's sake. It may not be possible to save them.”

"He's still a child!" Zhao Jia mourned, "He's only 13 years old!"

"Then take it as punishment for being impulsive." Yan Jiang turned and left.

"Brother Jiang, we," after walking a few steps, heard Zhao Jia's mournful voice behind him, "We are no longer friends."

"Hehe. Do you want me to cut the robe for you?" Yan Jiang smiled sarcastically and kept walking. He just returned to the small courtyard, took the things into the carriage in an orderly manner, led Ah Huang, and plugged its ears. Zhao Jia was in pain. In his eyes, he said softly, "Drive!"

The horses strenuously moved forward leisurely, passing in front of the two, bringing up the melodious and orderly sound of the frame.

Fusu looked left and right, thought for a few breaths, and finally understood what happened, and immediately frowned, showing disgust.

The carriage was very fast, and after dozens of breaths, it had already arrived at the city gate.

But just at this moment, the gate of the city had already been closed amidst the noise. Seeing the approaching carriages, they all raised their weapons: "Receive the military order, start immediately, and you are not allowed to go out. Those who come will stop!"

Yan Jiang glanced at them with pity, then raised his hand suddenly, put a gray cloth bag at the gate of the city, bowed back a few times in the guarded eyes of the soldiers, suddenly a ball of flame appeared on his fingertips, raised his hand and threw the fire away On top of the cloth bag, Fusu covered his ears.

When everyone was at a loss, a thunderbolt fell from the sky, deafening, and the city gate was torn apart in an instant.

What kind of divine magic is this!This is the city gate that blocked a hundred thousand Huns!

What did they do?

How dare you be rude to the gods!

The soldiers who could still stand up almost knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy, and those who were affected didn't care about the pain, and they were almost forgiven by God.

Ah Huang was very calm, Yan Jiang just shook the reins, calmly set up the car, drove past them, entered the official road, and disappeared far away.

It's nothing special, and it's not the first time.

All kindness, friendship, or anything else is never worth mentioning in front of the interests of the family and the country.

Fusu hugged Huahua tightly, becoming even more obedient.

Only the owl felt something was wrong when it woke up at night, thought about it, and flew back to have a look.

……

In the middle of the night, smoke was still rising from the blown gate of the county city, and there was still a charcoal fire.

There are also common people who come to kneel and pray for safety.

Li Mu looked at this scene with a tired expression, and turned around and asked, "How's the car?"

"The injury is serious, the military doctor said, it's up to him." A man said angrily, "They can't run far, should we catch up?"

"No, let him go." Li Mu's eyes showed deep fear, "If he is forced to serve the Qin army, it will be dangerous. With this lesson, Zuo Che will almost grow up."

After all, he turned to leave.

An owl perched on a branch looked at the city gate from a distance, with an extremely serious expression, and after a few breaths, it quietly hugged itself tightly.