Above the pasture, under the long night, in the midst of the firelight, Li Chunqiu sat on the side of the car, driving the galloping horse.

The wind whistled through the sides of Li Chunqiu's cheeks, and the slightly open robe of his robe also diluted the blood on the car.

The wind blew the curtain door of the car, and Zhao Zheng looked at Li Chunqiu who was sitting in the carriage through the gap in the curtain door, and his eyes were full of brilliance.

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhao Zheng, who was held in Zhao Ji's arms, poked his head out and bowed his head to Li Chunqiu.

Li Chunqiu frowned with a headache when he heard this.

The language barrier is really a big problem!

After thinking for a while, Li Chunqiu took a piece of wood from the top of the car that had just been collected on top of the corpse, and then used his fingers as a knife to write three lines of words on the board.

The hard wooden planks were like wet soil under Li Chunqiu's fingers, and the pale yellow sawdust slowly slid off the wooden plank, landed on the car, and was scattered by the wind in Nagano.

Li Chunqiu's pen walked the dragon and snake, before he crossed, his calligraphy can also be called a hall, although not a generation of masters, but the words have their own style.

Fingers gently lifted from the plank, and then blew the sawdust off the plank, Li Chunqiu turned around and placed the plank in front of Zhao Zheng.

The three lines carved on the board are: Is it literate?

The difference is that the upper line is in regular script, the middle line is in official script, and the next line is in small seal.

The changes of Chinese characters have changed from oracle bone script, large seal, golden script, Zhou script, and small seal to official script, cursive script, and regular script.

If he is still in Huaxia, there should be people who know the words on it.

The galloping breeze of the horses stirred Zhao Zheng's bun, and by the light of the fire he studied the handwriting on the wooden board in front of him.

"You can read!"

Zhao Zheng was a little surprised, in his opinion, the fire god in front of him couldn't understand the words of the world, which was the most distressing thing.

However, now he actually knows how to write.

Also, how could the divine in heaven not know the written word?

The small seal is the script of the Qin State, and it is the text that Prime Minister Li Si sorted out after the Qin Shi Huang was together with the Six Kingdoms, although there is a bit of a gap with the current text of the Qin State, but the gap is not big.

Although Zhao Zheng was born and raised in Zhao, his mother required him to master the Qin script because he was the royal family of Qin.

Zhao Zheng subconsciously wanted to reach out and write, but found that he couldn't be as easy as Zhu Rong, the god of fire in front of him, who used his fingers as a knife and pen.

Li Chunqiu saw that the young man in front of him was about to move, and he knew that he recognized the handwriting he had written.

He drove the galloping horse with one hand, took out a bronze dagger from his side with the other, handed the handle to Zhao Zheng, motioned for him to engrave words with a knife, and then he looked at the young man quietly.

This young man can ride in this car, and he is protected by military armor, and he must not be a child of a poor family, and he should be able to write.

Zhao Zheng took the dagger and immediately carved it on the wooden board.

However, the wood was hard, and the bronze dagger was too heavy, so it took him half a day to carve out a word "literacy", and the handwriting was crooked, which was completely incomparable with Li Chunqiu's free and easy words.

Looking at the huge contrast of the handwriting on the wooden board, Zhao Zheng lowered his head, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Li Chunqiu patted Zhao Zheng on the shoulder and signaled that Zhao Zheng had nothing.

Then he carved out a line of words on the board: What do you know?

After Zhao Zheng read it, he didn't seem to quite understand what Li Chunqiu meant.

At this time, Zhao Ji spoke: "Zheng'er, Mr. seems to be asking you, which line of words do you recognize?"

After Zhao Zheng looked at his mother, he drew a line on the small seal, and then looked at Li Chunqiu.

Li Chunqiu looked at the round little seal that was square.

"Little seal?"

"I just don't know if it's another world, or if it's really the time of the Qin Kingdom. ”

Thinking of this, Li Chunqiu wrote on the wooden board with his finger as a knife: Who is the king today? What is the name of the year?

Its fingers are three points into the wood, and the shape of the font is like a bone inside.

Zhao Zheng was stunned, and wrote cautiously: Today, there are seven kingdoms of Qin, Chuqi, Zhao, Wei, Hanyan, Zhou, the Zhou clan has been destroyed, the princes are fighting, what country does the god of fire say?

Subsequently, Zhao Zheng started another line and wrote: My name is Zheng, my surname is Zhao, and I am the son of Chu, the son of the son of Qin.

Li Chunqiu raised his eyebrows when he saw the Seven Kingdoms, and the four big characters "Spring and Autumn Warring States" instantly crossed his mind.

But when he saw Zhao Zheng writing on the wooden board, "My name is Zheng, Ying's surname is Zhao, the son of Chu of Qin", he was completely stunned.

Zhao Zheng?

Ying Zheng?

As long as it is a Chinese clan, no one will be familiar with this name, especially Li Chunqiu, who has carefully studied Qin Shi Huang all his life.

"You are Qin Shi Huang?"

Li Chunqiu subconsciously blurted out, and even the reins in his hand stopped.

But Li Chunqiu immediately reacted, and his language was incomprehensible to the people in front of him.

So, he wrote on the wooden board: You, the surname of the Zhao family, after the evil of the ancients came?

At this time, the pen power was obviously stronger than just now, and the wooden board was almost penetrated by the handwriting.

Then Li Chunqiu raised his head and stared at Zhao Zheng tightly.

Zhao Zheng was taken aback by Li Chunqiu's reaction, no matter what he wrote before, Li Chunqiu was silent.

But this time, after he finished answering the question, the Vulcan in front of him seemed to be extremely surprised.

And how would he know who he was?

Could it be that he really came down from heaven to save himself?

Zhao Zheng became more and more sure that the fire god in front of him was really from heaven to save his own people.

And when he met him, it was like when Mu Tianzi met the Queen Mother of the West, and Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor met the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and this destiny returned.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng became more and more excited, he picked up the dagger and wrote crookedly on the wooden board: My surname is Zhao's name Zheng, and the Qin royal family is today.

It's not that Zhao Zheng's handwriting is ugly, but that it is a bit reluctant to engrave Yu Mu at the age of ten years.

"It's really Qin Shi Huang. ”

Li Chunqiu muttered to himself.

When a good dragon sees a real dragon, that feeling is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The ancestral dragon who "wields a sword to break the clouds, and the princes come to the west" is still so immature, he can't see that he will be the prince of the world in the future, the person who will open the foundation of the emperor for a hundred generations.

"The first emperor is still young, not the first emperor of the ages who swept the eight desolations and six he, then my current era should be Qin Zhaoxiang Wang, when the Qin Emperor returns to the country, only at this time the Qin King will be alone, not in Xianyang City. ”

Li Chunqiu raised his head and recalled history.

"A year later, it should be the new King of Qin in three days. ”

Two years later, Emperor Qin's father and son Chu ascended the throne, six years later, Qin Shi Huang ascended the throne, and then more than ten years, Qin Shi Huang was in power for nine years to sweep Liuhe, the car is on the same track, the book is the same text, and the changes in weights and measures are combined, and the foundation of the emperor is opened. ”

"I'm actually running into this era, it's funny!"

In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, in the great world, heroes emerge one after another, princes compete, what an interesting world.

Li Chunqiu's heart, which was already content with death, beat again at this moment.

"This kind of prosperity is hard to come at the right time. ”

Then Li Chunqiu looked down at his hands again, his current strength was better than that of the overlord.

He had a bold guess that his body was no longer what it used to be.

Unfortunately, there is no corresponding medical equipment in this era, so it cannot be verified immediately.

If his physical illness is already cured, then he can better meet the heroes of the world for a while.

Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, Zhang Liang, Xun Zi, Lian Po, Li Mu, Wang Jian, Han Xin......

There are so many heroes in the world!

"In the past, Xin Qiji once said: I don't hate the ancients, I don't see them, I hate the ancients, I don't see my crazy ears. Today, since I have come, let the world see my madness!"

Li Chunqiu laughed heartily.

Then he put down his hands, and after holding back his excitement, he quietly looked at the future Qin Shi Huang, who was now only ten years old, and still had some baby fat on his face, and he still looked very immature.

"Qin Shi Huang, the first emperor of the ages, Mencius once said that one of the three joys of the world is to teach the world's talents, and the joy of the world is the joy of raising dragons. ”

Li Chunqiu smiled, but this matter was not in a hurry.

While driving the car, he chatted with Zhao Zheng using the wooden board as a communication platform.

He used a pen as a knife, painted with gold hooks and iron, and wrote on the wooden board: I am not the god of fire, my name is Chunqiu, and Li's surname is Zhao.

Naturally, he doesn't have any clans, and the Zhao clan just makes them up casually.

In this life, the surname is still very important.

So don't be noble and cheap, the noble have a clan, and the cheap have a name without a clan.

Zhao Zheng looked at the handwriting on the wooden board, and then looked at the wooden board as if he wanted to write something, but at this time, Zhao Ji quietly pulled Zhao Zheng, as if to ask him not to speak.

for fear that he will offend the people in front of him by talking nonsense.

But after Zhao Zheng glanced at Zhao Ji, he looked at Li Chunqiu and still stubbornly wrote: Mr. is not a god?

Li Chunqiu smiled, should he say that he is worthy of the first emperor?

The first emperor sought immortality in his later years, drove Xu Fu to the East China Sea, sent people to Kunlun, and collected the world's warlocks in Xianyang Palace, wanting to seek the hope of immortality, but he didn't expect this kind of sprouts to emerge at this time.

But what if he had the opportunity to learn the Dao in his mind?

The immortal Qin Emperor is afraid that he really wants to penetrate this world.

Li Chunqiu glanced at Zhao Zhenghou and said in his heart: "The First Emperor dies and divides the land, if the First Emperor does not die, what will happen to Great Qin?"

Scattering his imagination, Li Chunqiu smiled, and finally wrote: Everyone in the world is a god.

"Everyone is like a dragon, this is the prosperous age!"

Zhao Zheng was stunned, and then looked at Li Chunqiu suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

Many people in the world are ignorant, how can everyone be a god and a dragon?

His eyes widened in a daze.

Li Chunqiu looked at the immature ancestral dragon and smiled, and said in his heart: The ancestral dragon is still immature!

Immediately, Li Chunqiu stopped talking about the topic of gods and people, and he wrote on the wooden board: You save my life, I will drop water and spring springs, pay it back ten times, and you can make ten wishes.

After seeing Li Chunqiu's words clearly indicating his attitude, Zhao Ji, who was gorgeous in a red dress, breathed a sigh of relief.

She has been watching her son communicate with the person in front of her with trepidation, but she is also afraid that her son will anger the person in front of her.

In this era, when the puppet is angry, even the princes have to splatter blood for five steps.

There are countless rangers who kill people in a fit of rage.

The subordinates of the Nie government made the princes frightened.

The person in front of him, within five steps, a hundred people are not right, with his bravery, if he kills, who in the world can deserve it.

"Zheng'er, ask Mr. if you can send our mother and son to Xianyang?"

Zhao Ji was still full of charm under the night, she put one hand on Zhao Zheng's shoulder, and whispered on the car with the other.

Zhao Zheng nodded, and engraved the words according to his words: Mr. Chunqiu, can you send us to Xianyang?

Li Chunqiu wrote after reading it: "But, this promise."

Then he rode his galloping horse and drove the chariot into the distance.

Where is Xianyang, if it is a modern society, he naturally knows where it is.

As for now, not to mention the highway, even the world's earliest highway Qin Zhidao doesn't know where it is, where is there any big road to go?

Li Chunqiu had no choice but to judge the direction according to the stars and then walked towards the west.

Zhao is in the east of Qin, and it is right to go to the west.

It's just that you need a guide.

Under the bright moon and sparse stars, Li Chunqiu raised his head and looked into the distance in the night, but there were no people on the border of Qin and Zhao, and Li Chunqiu didn't see the slightest fireworks.

After sighing helplessly, Li Chunqiu put pen to paper: Where is this place?

Zhao Ji asked Zhao Zheng to engrave the words: This Qin and Zhao borders.

Li Chunqiu nodded, it turned out to be the Qin-Zhao border.

There were many wars in the Warring States, and the kings were repeated, and the borders were sparsely populated because of many wars.

It seems that you have to keep walking to find the person who asks for directions.

As for Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji, they haven't even been out of Zhao Kingdom, how do they know the way?

Li Chunqiu sighed, he suddenly missed the Gaode map a little.

At this time, Zhao Zhengzheng, who was behind Li Chunqiu, was looking at the other two lines of handwriting written by Li Chunqiu, which were different from the words that Zhao Zheng had learned.

It seems that there is an inexplicable mystery in the dark.

The more Zhao Zheng figured it out, the more fascinated he became, it seemed that he loved the house and Wu, and wished he could read the handwriting.

Li Chunqiu looked at Zhao Zheng, who had been staring at the other two lines of writing he wrote, as if he was enchanted, and smiled, he drove the galloping horse with one hand and wrote on the wooden board with the other: Do you want to learn?

After Zhao Zheng saw him, he quickly nodded.

Li Chunqiu smiled, and wrote again: This text of my hometown does not exist in the world, but it is in the same vein as the Hoop text, and it is its change, and it is not difficult to learn.

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, the text of the fire god's hometown.

That's not the words used by the gods.

Isn't that the text that records the immortal text and Taoism?

It is rumored that in the past years, the Nine Heavens Xuannu passed on the undefeated art of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor's armor and the method of immortality, and then Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor cast a tripod and ascended by dragon.

That's the kind of writing I used at the time.

Suddenly, the young Zhao Zheng seemed to see the fairy fate.

Under the starry sky, the chariots and horses drifted away with the sound of carving.

The fate of the ancestral dragon had an unpredictable shift at this moment.

It's just because of the shattered Mount Tai and the fire that fell from the sky.

It's just because Li Chunqiu came to this complicated and troubled world and met the young first emperor.

No one knows where the wind will blow history, but it is already how.