Chapter 122: The Early Morning of Great Qin

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Seeing Liu Yan spread out on the chair, he looked half-dead. Feng Jiang was a little annoyed suddenly, but because he had to ask for help, he could only force a smile and pretend to be a grandson.

"Look at me, I'm busy in Xianyang City. It's good that there hasn't been a turnaround in three or four years. I took the book and didn't know what to say to Xiangguo, but I was stunned that the official had improved a lot. I'm just grumbling, don't take it to heart. ā€

Liu Yan still closed his eyes tightly and nodded slightly, which can be regarded as a response to the closure of the territory.

Feng Jiang already understood Liu Yan's temper, took a stool from the side, sat down next to him, and said, "Hehe, I heard that you asked Yingyu for a knighthood from Xiangguo, how about it?" Give me the evidence and throw it at my father's table, and I will see what he has to say. ā€

Liu Yan hugged his hand into his arms, moved his neck that had been hurt by the chair for a long time, closed his eyes and said, "I asked for it with all my might, if the Xiangguo Lord has a bad temper, I'm afraid I won't be able to live." ā€

Liu Yan's sentence seems to be unintentional, but if you think about it carefully, complaining also contains the meaning of asking for compensation. Fengjiang couldn't hear it, so Liu Yan didn't speak, and he knew what Liu Yan was thinking about when he put on a casual face.

"A few days ago, a caravan of Hu people was detained by me, and the leader of the caravan privately led a BMW. I saw that it was only overpowered, so I took the horse. You ride! ā€

Feng Jiang bit the last three words so hard that he almost spit out his tongue together. This horse is a good horse of Hu Di, the whole body is jujube red, and the sweat left when running is like a bead of blood, and later generations call it a sweat and blood horse.

In fact, Fengjiang deliberately seized the caravan that day, and he also took a fancy to the two BMWs in the team. Hu Shang was also a spirit, and knew that he had exchanged an entire caravan with one horse. Before he could say anything, he took the horse and stuffed it into Fengjiang's hands.

I thought that I would have a good mount when I marched in the future, but now it seems that it should be plundered by Liu Yan.

No, Liu Yan sat up straight in an instant when he heard Baoju, and rubbed his eyes pretendedly.

"Oh? There you are? What's wrong? ā€

"Smack!" Feng Jiang couldn't help it, and slapped Liu Yan directly on the head.

"Bold, you dare to hit me? I'm bigger than you right now! ā€

"You are the commander-in-chief, I will be able to fight it!"

Liu Yan was indeed a little tired after lying down like this just now. I didn't like to fight with Fengjiang, so I stood up and walked to a wooden frame on the left side of the door, took down a bamboo slip and handed it to Fengjiang.

After reading it hastily, Feng Jiang ran out with bamboo slips without saying a word.

"Hey, the matter of the Pony!"

"I'll bring it to you tomorrow!"

The sound still echoed between the houses, but the figure was gone. Liu Yan heard an exclamation from the side room, shook his head and smiled bitterly. Autumn is cool, you need to cover the robe when you open the door to feel a little warm, no worries and hard training, let's daydream peacefully.

Wei State Liang

The magnificent palace of the King of Wei lost a solemn aura at this time. There is a lot of noise and arguments.

King Wei frowned at this time, and constantly examined the ministers who sat down, only to feel that there were thousands of bee swarms flying into the main hall and making noise, and he was quite upset.

"Enough!"

King Wei waved his sleeves and slammed it on the big table in front of him. Everyone still dared to speak, and they all stood in positions and quietly waited for King Wei to speak.

King Wei didn't want to say more, so he sat on the big chair by himself, and kept his legs on the corner of the table and squinted at His Royal Highness's ministers. Fang No's entire hall paused, and a few flies struggling after autumn on the beam buzzed with a real sound.

"You're not talking?"

His Highness was still silent, and no one dared to speak.

"The widow didn't say a word, but you have a lot of witty words! There are still widows in your eyes! ā€

Although the voice of King Wei was extremely low at this time, it was extremely harsh in this quiet hall, and the hearts of all the ministers were heavy.

"The king atoned for his sins!"

King Wei lamented and glanced at the civil officials who were kneeling on the ground trembling, and his heart was very sad. Thinking that the Wei State would be strong and prosperous, the Qin State would be defeated and retreated, and the rest of the countries were also summoned to annex the Qin State.

But now, the territory of the Great Wei Dynasty has been frequently lost, and the people are complaining. Is it because the king is not working hard enough, or is there no pillar in the court? This is something that the King of Wei can't figure out now.

"Pathetic, pathetic! If you threaten to have an army of 100,000, you can take advantage of the chaos to subdue the lost territory and kill the Qin army without leaving a single piece of armor. But where did the widow find 100,000 elites now? You want to gamble on the big Liang Jiangshan! The widow is not a coward, but the five countries have joined forces, there are more than 300,000, and it is said that there are countless famous generals! How did it end? The widows who were harmed lost countless elite soldiers in vain. ā€

The ministers didn't know whether they were really sad for the decline of the Wei State or sad for the death of the rabbit and the fox, and at the same time kowtowed and shouted, "The minister is terrified!" ā€

"Sad! Sigh! Get up! ā€

King Wei had no choice, and now he knew that there were all the indiscriminate guys in front of him, but he couldn't punish them all. The ancestors of the Great Wei let Shang Yang leave, so that the Qin State succeeded in changing the law, and the national strength was strong.

Who knew that 10,000 people came out to slaughter in vain, and a generation of military generals killed the people of the six countries and fled in panic. Do you want to wish the barbarian Qin or destroy the Great Wei!

Seeing King Wei's sad face, all the ministers were silent. Just look down at your toes, waiting for a bird to arrive.

"Your Majesty! Give the last general 50,000 elite soldiers, and borrow the Zhao State, it will definitely be recoverable. ā€

The person he said was Pang Juan, although his strength was commendable, but his mind was too simple.

"By Zhao Guo? Didn't all the land recovered by the 50,000 elites of the widow go into King Zhao's pocket? ā€

"Give him a little, your king. It's better to have something than nothing. ā€

King Wei was furious, stood up and slapped the table, and said with thick eyebrows, "Get out of the widow!" ā€

The man knelt down and kept kowtowing to King Wei, wearing armor, although it was not painful, but it smashed the floor.

"A bunch of waste, what do you want!"

King Wei roared angrily and threw the bamboo slips, ink inkstones, and pen and paper placed on the table in front of him to His Royal Highness. This King of Wei already had a premonition at this time, if he didn't take the opportunity to damage the vitality of the Qin State, I am afraid that he would lose the country.

Wei is not as good as other countries, in the early Warring States period, Wei once deceived people too much, and the people of Qin remembered it. If the Wei State continues to consume like this, I am afraid that it will really be swallowed by the Qin State and will not spit out the bones.

King Wei was like being roasted back and forth on the fire, and it was difficult to sleep and eat. Seeing that there was a turnaround, there was such a fork in the Qin State, but a bunch of wastes who ate for nothing couldn't do anything, which made King Wei feel at ease.

Seeing that the days are approaching day by day, if the new king of Qin State sits on the king's chair safely, how can there be such an opportunity.

Thinking of this, King Wei couldn't help but be furious, his face flushed with anger, he stood up and said, "If no one comes up with a way today!" The widow has beheaded you all! ā€

South Korea's Xinzheng Cheng Gongzifu

Gongzi Han is not a good wine, and if he has wine, he is a friend. Even if the enemy who killed his father sitting opposite at this time invited him to taste wine, this smart son was willing to take two sips before avenging his revenge.

Of course, this one. Sitting opposite the son was the talented Zhang Liang, who had just turned eighteen at this time. But his thinking is active and intelligent, which is very much liked by Han Fei.

"Have you heard that Qin Wang Ying's government is going to be in charge of the government today!"

Zhang Liang pushed the wine glass handed over by Han Fei and smiled, "Yes, the Qin State has been ruled by Lu Buwei for many years, and it can be regarded as finally returning to the royal family." ā€

"Oh? What does the ovary mean? The implication is that Lu Buwei will not return his rights? ā€

Zhang Liang nodded, and the corners of his mouth sloped, "If you want to talk about Lu Buwei, you are really a loyal minister." At the time of the death of King Xiang of Qin Zhuang, Yingzheng was just a thirteen-year-old child. Lu Buwei is in power, and if he really wants to fight terrorism, there is no way to break the sky. ā€

Han Fei laughed, tasted the famous wine slightly, and the elegant wind was everywhere. A pair of hands that were more beautiful than a woman shook in the air, and Ruoli came in through the door.

"How did you do that?"

Zhang Liang picked up Han Fei's hand and looked at it, but did not find any Duan Miao.

Han Fei poured an empty cup full of wine, handed it to Ruoli with both hands, and said, "Leave, the ovary has just praised Lu Buwei for a while, I really can't bear to kill him!" ā€

Ruoli slowly drank the wine in the cup, and saw Han Fei gesture to sit between the two.

Zhang Liang grabbed Han Fei's hand and said, "You want to send Ruoli to assassinate Lu Buwei?" No, if you have left Xianyang. If you succeed or not, you will start a war with Qin, and I am afraid that the lives will be ruined! ā€

Han Fei smiled slightly, and slowly took Zhang Liang's hand with his other hand. On the contrary, Ruoli opened his mouth first and said, "Qingjiu is pregnant at this time, so I won't go!" ā€

"Hahaha!" Han Fei and Zhang Liang looked at each other and smiled.

Han Fei said, "Don't be so stupid, this Lu Buwei is not easy to kill." The doormen on the Lu Mansion alone are enough to be a hundred and eighty times away from death. Besides, why should I bother to kill someone who is useless to me at this time? ā€

"And what do you mean by that?"

"I'm going to borrow the hand of King Qin!"

Qi country Linzi

Since Su Qin, a brainless man, led the Qi country astray, and provoked several countries that could and could not be offended. Since the failure of the last Five Kingdoms to attack Qin, the spearhead has been pointed at the Qi State, and the Qi State has become weaker and weaker.

At this time, the king of Qi had no intention of fighting for hegemony, standing on the city wall and seeing the Zihe River surging into the sea, from time to time sorrow came from it. It is expected that the Qi country, which was strong for a while, has fallen into such a world, and it is really a shame for the ancestors.

Seeing that King Qi's face was pale, the strategist hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, the strength of the Qin State is unstoppable. But it's not necessarily a bad thing. My Great Qi is very far from Qin, and when Qin swallows other countries, we can rest and recuperate. When his army comes to fight, we will wait for the head of the battle. ā€

King Qi knew that this advisor wanted to comfort himself, but the facts did not change according to what he said.

"Do you know how much I can muster my troops? What is the national strength? What you say is light, but how do you make the widow believe it? ā€

The strategist is not a fool, and he knows the current situation of the Qi country better than the king of Qi in his heart. Large tracts of land were occupied, and the country's strength weakened. If the Qin State pounces, the Great Qi will die. At this time, we can only hope that other countries can endure a few more days.

The king of Qi held the city wall in his hand, faced the Zishui, and was sad for a while, and opened his mouth to sing like a woman crying:

"There are foxes and eyes. It's just empty, sad and pitiful! ā€