Emperor Qin

After Lu Buwei was dismissed, Qin Wangzheng originally thought that no one in the world could restrain his opinions.

But the reality is so cruel.

The king of Qin who woke up stared at the playing books that had become much lighter due to the promotion of paper, and picked up one to play with in his hand.

To him, governing the country is nothing more than a leisure, but it is extremely difficult to find out A Jiang's mind.

What went wrong?Let his vigilance not drop but rise.

Qin Wangzheng felt helpless, but he just wanted to have fun together, but he regarded it as a life-and-death struggle and turned a blind eye to his many gifts.

But after thinking about it, the ruthless coldness between his brows and eyes slightly softened.

That's right, along the way, there have never been fewer monarchs who have been kind to him, but they still returned to Qin land one by one through the mountains of swords and seas of fire.

This time when he went to the appointment, he only quenched the anesthetic on the hidden weapon, and did not smear the poisonous arrow wood.

It can be regarded as showing mercy.

He rested his mouth with his hands, and his appearance seemed to slowly emerge from the paper he was staring at.

The widow is indeed different from him.

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Outside Xiangong City, the cement is still being fired. Yan Jiang has recently found countless common languages ​​with the Mohist. The Mohist has actually summed up many formulas and theorems about geometry and numbers, but the language is not so concise, and the description has some mistakes.It is with these that they can build countless siege equipment and mausoleum organs.

It's just that as professionals, they are a bit too xenophobic and don't like outsiders' advice, so Yan Jiang had to use difficult methods to tell them new knowledge.

After absorbing a lot of mathematical knowledge, Juzi Mojia came to see him in person, and said that your house requirements are a bit too high, and it will not be able to handle it for a while, but after all, this task is personally asked by the king. In case the king blames them, they can't bear it.

Of course Yan Jiang agreed, he knew that the Falling Water Villa was just good-looking, and its ornamental value was much greater than its practicality. He was just looking for a reason to delay the project. Otherwise, it would be possible to delay the project with the Suzhou garden, but the Mo family would definitely not Take his opinion into consideration, and absolutely do it all by yourself.

Since King Qin set the appointment at Linjiang Palace, Yan Jiang thought about it and went to the appointment, just to talk about the Mo family.

The guards in Linjiang Palace were no match for Xianyang Palace, and the palace was built along the bank of the river, so it was easy to escape. In addition, King Qin didn't just get rid of Han Fei after meeting him once, so this date was not very dangerous.

Seeing that the king of Qin was not allowed to carry weapons, Yan Jiang explained to them that the small cylinder was a short tube that could make a nice sound. Check, let him in.

Lang Zhongling Meng Yi was the one who took him to see the King of Qin. He and his brother Meng Tian looked very similar, so Yan Jiang couldn't help asking: "How long will it be before your brother returns to Xianyang?"

Hearing that this person mentioned his brother, Meng Yi immediately thought of Li Xin's current appearance, his scalp tightened up, and he carefully explained: "Here, he is traveling on the orders of the king, and it is related to military affairs, so I can't say more."

"If he can hide, he can't escape from the first day of the junior high school, but he won't come back if he has the ability." Yan Jiang didn't care.

Meng Yi insisted in his heart that it was clearly the king's intention to tell you to help Su. It is none of my brother's business for you gods to fight, but in the end he just smiled gently: "Shangqing, we are here."

This is the largest high platform in Linjiang Palace. The eaves of the attic are majestic and majestic. The six copper-clad columns have a diameter of one meter and support a space of [-] square meters. The throne is three steps higher than the hall, and King Qin is sitting on it. , dressed in black uniform, wearing a jade crown, flipping through the books, calm and relaxed, but still domineering and unreasonable.

Qin, sheng, drum, chime, flute, zither, building... There are also huge chime bells in the hall. The players kneel and sit in an orderly manner in the huge main hall. In the complete royal palace, the design of the stand is very scientific. The king can sit down and overlook the panorama. There are also many small seats around, leaving enough seats on the left and right for the king to entertain his ministers.

But now there are only two guests, he and King Qin.

Meng Yi made a gesture of invitation, but he didn't enter the hall, but just waited at the door.

Yan Jiang, Yan Jiang couldn't hold it back anymore. After meeting the Queen of Qin, he had already started to linger beside the chime bells. There are not many musical talents in Qin State, and ordinary people sing by knocking on tiles and clapping their legs. The second generation of Li Xinmeng's family prefer drums, it's okay How can it be difficult to cover ears without clothes and cover your ears when you roar in the barracks, and the chime bell is still exclusive to the royal family and princes, and it is a proper violation for ordinary people to listen to it.

Even after Zhao Jia was abolished, he listened to music by beating the drums and zithers, and no one at home had ever seen chime bells.

He has visited Zeng Houyi's copper chime before, and that thing will be a national treasure among national treasures in the future. When Yan Jiang visited the museum, the tour guide said that it only rang three times. It is called the brightest moment of music.

"Yan Qing, would you like to try his voice?" King Qin stood up leisurely and walked down. As soon as he got down, the musicians around knelt down and bowed their heads, not daring to look up.

With this kind of opportunity, Yan Jiang is of course fine.

So the king of Qin stretched out his hand, and the maid who rang the bell immediately offered the mallet with both hands, and offered it respectfully.

His slender fingertips gently stroked the handle of the wooden hammer before handing it to Yan Jiang.

After Yan Jiang thanked him, he carefully hammered a note on a small clock. The sound was ethereal and clear.

There are dozens of pieces in different sizes and shapes. The King of Qin followed him. He looked at them with raised eyebrows and commented on them freely. For a while, he felt that every time he touched his heart, it was very pleasant.

However, as the two of them became enthusiastic, the sounds they made were loud and small, dull and dull, and disorganized, which made people have a splitting headache, buzzing ear drums, and upset and irritable. Super sensitive, for a while, I really wish I could hit the post and die.

However, the two of them overwhelmed the audience, and no one dared to protest. Meng Yi was even thankful that he was far away outside the hall. That guy Yan Jiang, knocking on a tile is so ugly, and he usually has the face to dislike them singing Wuyi, which is also special. I have a face.

King Wanwang recognized his true face, don't listen to any music, let him go to the army, Meng Tian wanted to fight with him for a long time, stayed in Xianyang, his brothers dared not go home.

But Qin Wangzheng didn't feel Meng Yi's expectations at all. Instead, he and Yan Jiang worked together. The two music idiots ruined all the musical instruments around them. There were dozens of musical instruments in the Warring States period, most of which were exclusive to the court. It was an eye-opener, and I gained countless knowledge, and the eyes that looked at King Qin were a little less guarded, and a little more grateful.

The sound of gold and wood is very loud and penetrating. The surrounding musicians from the Six Kingdoms were in unspeakable misery. Finally, one person was displeased. He was not a court musician. However, a catastrophe came from heaven and he was forcibly sent to Qin. Not only was he far away from his friends and relatives, but he was also trapped in the Qin Palace and could hardly see the sun. He couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed in a low voice: "The genus of tigers and wolves."

His voice is extremely low, like a mosquito, but it is a pity that Yan Jiang has good ears and eyes, and Qin Wangzheng is such an emperor through the ages. , this one felt that he and A Jiang were connected, and was instantly displeased by being stabbed like this, so he casually pointed: "Drag out."

In an instant, several guards entered the door in the posture of tigers and wolves, and stepped forward to get the architect.

"Wait a minute," Yan Jiang pressed the fingertips of King Qin, and said gently, "Don't worry, my lord, this won't be the name of the great Qin tiger and wolf, why don't you give him a chance to redeem his sins with the rhythm, if he doesn't play well, , it will not be too late to give him the death penalty.”

Qin Wangzheng stared at the architect, did not speak, Yan Jiang looked at him suspiciously for a long time, finally felt that something was wrong, quietly returned his hand, and was about to ask, when Qin Wangzheng lowered his hand, stood behind his back, and said slowly: "Since this is the case, according to Yan Qing's intention, if you don't hear it, you will ask the country of sin and joy."

The architect was annoyed, the king of Qin forced them to enter the Qin Dynasty, but now he wants to implicate his homeland, it is a tiger and a wolf!

He lowered his head to hide the anger on his face, and struck while supporting the building. His voice was angrily high, like a long river rushing, pouring out the dissatisfaction in his heart with music. The anger gradually drained away, and the music flowed east again. The sadness and powerlessness of the fall of the motherland, and the pain of being far away from the motherland made people almost cry.

After the song was finished, even the king of Qin was embarrassed to say that this person played badly, and even listened to his satisfaction, he said condescendingly: "Name taboo?"

Then I heard the musician whisper: "Yan Guogao Jianli."

Yan Jiang was stunned for a moment, and asked in confusion: "Aren't you in Yandu, why did you come to Qin?"

Before Gao Jianli could speak, Qin Wangzheng said leisurely: "I heard that Aiqing likes to listen to the music of the Six Kingdoms, so I ordered the Six Kingdoms to donate middle school musicians half a year ago, and this is how the grand gathering of the Six Kingdoms with the same voice is now possible. Are you satisfied?"

Yan Jiang was speechless, and he didn't know how to vomit the countless bad things in his heart.

Yaoshou, what about Feng Xiao Xiao Yi Shui Han, the story would not be complete without Gao Jianli Jing Ke, will there be a chance to watch Wang Negative Sword in the future?Is it because of me that the most famous CP in history has been dismantled?

farewell...

Yan Jiang said with some difficulty for a while: "I thank the king for valuing it, but is it too much to mobilize the teachers?"

Qin Wangzheng thought that Yan Jiang was worried that he would use people's power indiscriminately, so he clarified calmly: "For such a trivial matter, there is no need to recruit teachers, let alone mobilize the crowd, but to pass on the order of the six kingdoms and one king, and those who are interested will find the best musicians to offer."

How could the Six Kingdoms refuse to comply with such a trivial matter, just a few musicians, and how could it compare to the excuse of the Tyranny of the Qin Dynasty.

It’s better if it’s not good enough. For example, the Gao Jianli in front of me can come to a "Musicist of the Yan Kingdom disrespecting the King of Qin", and then lead troops to harvest a wave of cities. He thought about going back to the country all day long, and he could use this as an excuse to keep him detained later.

When Yan Jiang heard this, he was speechless for a moment. This was no longer a preposterous statement, but it was clearly that he had integrated the logic of disobedience and destruction into his logical consciousness, so he couldn't make sense of it at all.

So he could only smooth things over and said: "Master Gao Yue lost his memory of his homeland for a while, so he lost his composure a little. Your majesty has not listened to the music, why don't you first expose this matter and hear the sounds of the six kingdoms first?"

Of course, Qin Wangzheng would not be entangled in such a trivial matter. On the contrary, he liked Gao Jianli quite a lot, whether it was helping him or...

"It's Yiqing." After Qin Wang finished speaking, he raised his hand slightly to signal Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang couldn't hold back a slight smile, and held King Qin's hand to lead him up the steps, as a reward for the face King Qin gave him.

Hey, why does it feel like his palm is so hot, almost burning his hand.

But seeing that King Qin's face remained calm, he didn't want to ask too many questions. He just helped him to the steps and prepared to sit under the stage, but when he looked around, he didn't see a single case... He was asked to stand and listen to music ?

But I heard the king of Qin say: "Since there are only two people, why do you need to be polite? You and I can sit together and share the reward."

Yan Jiang always felt that something was wrong, but when he thought that sitting far away and talking would affect listening to the song, he hesitated for a while, thanked Queen Qin, and knelt down beside him.

There are wine and meat on the table, as well as pastries, and... Hey, isn't this the almond tofu made from the gelatin he gave Zhang Cang?

King Qin's ability to collect good things is really amazing.

The host is seated.

Then the vocal music started naturally. This large-scale music scene really lived up to its name. Although there was no conductor, it was arranged for countless times.

Yan Jiang couldn't remember for a moment that this might be the Hongmen Banquet held by the King of Qin. He was completely immersed in this grand classical music event that later generations could only imagine, and couldn't extricate himself.

The civilization bred by history was once so beautiful, it is not in vain for him.

Although King Qin was also listening, he occasionally stared at his focused side face, which was a little warm in the light pouring in from all around, just like the light smile under the sun candle that day.

He likes it.

Very good.

The author has something to say: Gao Jianli is the great god of attacking Zhujie. The king of Qin was reluctant to kill him, so he blinded him and listened to music. Unfortunately, Gao Jianli still did not give up, and put lead in Zhuli to kill King Qin. Not enough rate, failed.