Sneak into Zheng

The Warring States Period is known as the era of the explosion of Chinese talents, and almost half of the culture and technology have emerged since then. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info and the social environment at that time also deserved this honor, at least it was quite enlightened for the flow of talents.

Unlike the border of the northern part of the country, as long as the countries of Zhuxia are not fully armed, there is almost no defense on the border. This is also the reason why those famous spies during the Warring States period can still be returned even if they are in the enemy country.

Zheng Guoben is a small tyrant south of the Yongjiang River and north of the Hanshui, located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, occupying the entire Zhongzhou. Helplessly, since the reign of Zheng Wugong, the monarch generation is not as good as the generation, so the Zheng State gradually decadent, and later the Qin and Chu dynasties were destroyed by the Chu State.

One hundred and ten years ago, the current Zhou Tianzi, known as Ji Yan, who succeeded King Wu, ascended the throne. In order to contain the Chu State, the Zheng State was rebuilt in the land of the Chen State of the former Song State, with a total of three counties and 42 counties, which were used to shield the southeast of the country.

To put it bluntly, Zheng Guo is now a vassal state of the Zhou Dynasty, and he is powerful and powerless. The number of soldiers in the whole country is only 100,000, and in the Shouchun generation at the junction of Zheng and Chu, two divisions of the eight divisions of the Zhou Dynasty and Yin are stationed.

His own lifeline is being pinched, and King Zheng's life must not be easy. Zhao Zheng looked at the endless stream of business travelers on the road to Xinzheng and couldn't help but sigh. Although it is said that Zhuxia has been connected to each other, there must also be a limit, as if this kind of Zhou into Zheng is like a county, it is simply a great humiliation for a country.

"Lord, the news that Tian Duwei just sent, he has arrived in advance with five hundred men and horses, and is now waiting in a mountain col in the north of Xinzheng City."

Zhao Zheng took the envelope and read it cross-legged in the carriage. Two thousand soldiers and horses made up and sneaked for the first time on a large scale, and now Tian Shimu arrived with 500 people, and He Miao's 1,000 people were only 100 miles away from the New Deal, and the 500 led by himself would not arrive soon.

The capital of a country, the defense is so lax, waiting for the enemy army to sneak under the city, it is not an exaggeration to scold King Zheng for being a faint king.

Whether to enter the city directly and attack the palace, Zhao Zheng is not without consideration, but if he does not destroy Zheng Guo in this way, his own family will die. With only 2,000 soldiers and horses, it is easy to control Xinzheng, but it is even more difficult to hold the code for a long time here.

Not to mention that the Zhou Dynasty had 30,000 elite soldiers to guard, so the purpose of this battle was to run away after the battle, to make a shock to China, and to attract all the princes to invite.

"War is always a means." I don't know who said this sentence, anyway, in Zhao Zheng's opinion, this sentence simply encapsulates the significance of thousands of years of war between ancient and modern China and foreign countries.

The wind is light, the clouds are light, and the sun is shining, and it is really a good day to fight. Zhao Zheng looked at the sun in the sky with his head high, and for some reason it was more dazzling than the one in his previous life.

"Order the troops, speed up, and converge before dark."

Zhao Zheng gave an order, and the caravan within a radius of ten miles sped up, although they were wearing different styles of clothes and even speaking with different accents. But if you look closely, they have thick calluses on their hands, which is the result of hard training in the new barracks, and if they don't wield enough Tang knives to wield 10,000 Tang knives, they are not worthy of being soldiers of the People's Protection Army.

I don't know when this sentence became popular, and Wang Ergou, who said this, also became a school captain, vividly interpreting the inspirational legend of hard work.

At the beginning of the starry night, the Chinese lights are shining, and the military and civilian merchants in Xinzheng City are still intoxicated with the prosperity of the past. Recently, a big businessman came out of nowhere, bought the most lively Tianzi No. 1 store on Yuqian Street, and opened a "strange building" that sells department stores.

South and North Qiu, all kinds of delicacies, everything is available here, and it is a combination of comfortable home and strange building.

Maids dressed in cheongsams stand on both sides of the store, and whenever a distinguished guest comes to the door, they bow "generously" and expose their chests. The breeze is blowing, the skirts are fluttering, and the maids are not wearing a single piece of clothing, how many "bloody cases" have been caused by such snow-white thighs.

"Don't stop me, I have to go in and buy another kit kit today, the flush toilet yesterday is really a novelty, and my wife praised me for a long time after I went back, and I will ask for a little more tricks today."

A pink-faced boy smiled lewdly and slowly walked past the maid, probing his eyes and glancing down. Holding a handkerchief in his hand, he kept covering his nose, and blood gushed out before he entered the door yesterday, but he lost face and was teased by his friends for a long time.

"Oops!"

The pink-faced boy only cared about the scene, but forgot about the threshold, and fell forward.

Everyone covered their mouths and laughed, and when they were about to see a good fortune, a strong man in cloth held it up, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and the boredom dispersed.

The powder-faced boy who almost lost face, just dressed up and hurriedly saluted, if it weren't for this strong man to save him, I am afraid that he will add another laughing stock, and I don't know when he will be able to get back face.

"Thank you brother for rescuing me, I don't know what to call it, so that I can come to the door to thank you."

Although the strong man was born burly and his clothes were not very noble, he exuded a noble spirit, which had a kind of extraordinary meaning. is also a fist salute: "Losing in the lower public, it's a trivial matter, why should the son be thanked." ”

"Fu surname Gong Losing", the powder-faced boy was stunned, and said: "In Xia Zheng Chou, the big priest Zheng Yi is my father, when he supervised the construction of Xin Zheng, it was designed by the master of public defeat, presumably the son and the master of public loss know each other." ”

"It's my father."

"You guessed it." Zheng Chou was secretly happy in his heart, the king's domineering competition has been a stalemate for a hundred years, but he has won in the field of organs.

Hundreds of years ago, King Zhaoxiang of Qin defeated the Nine Kingdoms Alliance by using the domineering mechanism technique of the public loser, making Great Qin the head of Zhuxia for a time, and the royal mechanism technique of the Mo family also declined, and some disheartened mechanism masters switched to studying the domineering mechanism technique.

The public loss family is famous all over the world, but also does not stick to a country of allegiance, except for the head of the family who loses the revenge and no longer pays attention to mundane affairs, the rest of the children scatter all over the world, or enter the court as officials, or study the art of the machine.

Gong Yi Duo is one of the leaders, he doesn't like to be an official, just because Ji Zhan was invited to participate in the design of the Zhou Dynasty sailor warship, like the Jiaolong warship made when the infant Qi crossed the immortal crossing.

The children of Zheng Chou's family, just waiting for death, are fortunate to get acquainted with Gong Yi Duo, so they are naturally good at winning over, and they do not seek to profit from this communication, at least they can brag with their friends in the future.

Like a fan meeting a star, Zheng Chou held a banquet and pulled Gong Duo into the private room on the second floor. After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Zheng Chou's mouth was gone, and all kinds of strange things muttered.

Stretching out his hand and not hitting the smiling person, although the male loser felt bored, he listened patiently. In the end, I only remember him saying: "Brand new Zheng, there are no noble gentry he is not familiar with." ”

Gong Duo's eyes lit up, and he heard that there were many clever tools in the Strange Building, so he came to Xinzheng, and it seemed that what he had heard was true. Just asked the guy in the shop, and he didn't mention the person who invented these things, which made him so annoyed that he didn't want to be in a hurry today.

"Brother Zheng must have a wide range of friends in Xinzheng, and he just needs to inquire about someone next."

"Although it is said that from the king to the city gate, I know everything, I have nothing to say..."

A breath of wine spurted in, and Gong Duo dodged the true qi of dark luck, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, I just want to know who runs this strange building, and who is the master who designed the utensils in it?" ”

"Ha, it's a trifle. The strange building was opened by the king's newly recognized fellow clan, and it is said that she was still a beautiful woman, and she was taken into the palace by the king once she returned to China. If it weren't for the same surname and not getting married, I was afraid that it would be a concubine of a certain palace at this time... Gott~"

Zheng Chou's three words did not leave the wine, and the smile did not disperse, and the wine surged out, and he spit it out directly. There was a commotion for a while, and finally he collapsed on the table, still not making it clear.

Gong Duo sighed, and then stopped sitting for a long time with such a gentleman, paid for the meal and got up to leave, he had also created a little reputation over the years, thinking that he should be able to make friends with one or two nobles.

Late at night, and tired of the lamps, the priest fell asleep in the inn, dreaming of building a ship that could sail through the stormy waves.

There was a loud "boom", and he scarred under the bed, drawing his soft sword to guard around. But I heard a loud noise at the gate of the city.

When I went out to watch, there were already good deeds in my clothes and looked into the distance, only to see that in the dark night, the gas at the north gate of Xinzheng was on fire.