On the third day, Zhao Kuo met the construction team led by Chen Heng, who were building a road. This is the first batch of roads planned by the Zhao State, connecting Shangdang and Handan, and tightly binding this strategic place to the Zhao State.

When the road from Handan to Yecheng began to be built, it began to be built.

When the road from Handan to Jiuyuan began to be built, it was still under construction.

Now the road from Handan to Xinzheng is almost open to traffic, and it is still under construction. Because of the special terrain, the speed is not fast at all, and many places have to overturn the previous plan and redesign.

Chen Heng was going crazy every day to investigate and calculate, and he seriously suspected that if he continued like this, he might be forced out of his talent.

In the past, when Wei Qi was there, he only needed to stay in the tent and calculate, and hand over the calculation results to Wei Qi, and he didn't need to worry about anything else.

Now that Wei Qi is in Hetao, not to mention that half of the manpower is missing, he has to be responsible for everything, if it weren't for the large number of Rong Di Qingzhuang sent some time ago, he would have planned to strike.

He really couldn't understand why the young master, who didn't have to do anything every day before, only needed to stay at home to study arithmetic, should suffer this crime.

"Thank you Chen Jun, after the road is built, the widow will definitely be crowned king." Zhao Kuo said that he had already fooled many people with this hand.

In Zhao State, Qing is already the highest title under the feudal monarch, and not everyone can be it.

"The minister is not interested in the official, he just hopes to be able to go home as soon as possible." Chen Heng said that he had already regretted handing over the "Zhou Ji Sutra" to Zhao Guo, otherwise there would not be so many things.

Zhao Kuo was stunned for a moment, it didn't work this time, but he reacted quickly and continued to ask, "What are you going to do when you go home?"

"Study arithmetic." Chen Heng said seriously.

"This is easy to do, as long as you can build this road well, when the time comes, the widow will teach you functions, geometry, and calculus, and only the widow in the world will be able to do it, and I guarantee that Chen Jun will be satisfied." Zhao Kuo patted Chen Heng's shoulder, with a weird smile on his face.

"Functions? Geometry? Calculus?" Chen Heng looked at Zhao Kuo suspiciously, and always felt that Zhao Kuo was fooling him, but the other party was a monarch after all, and it was difficult to say it.

"Not bad." Zhao Kuo nodded with a smile, "For example, if a bow and arrow are fired, under the condition that the strength remains the same, its range mainly depends on the angle of the archer's launch, so what is the launch angle of the maximum range?"

"What is the firing angle of the maximum range?" Chen Heng fell into deep thought, he used to learn from his ancestor Chen Zi when he was fine, calculating the distance from the ground to the sun, but he never noticed how to make the bow and arrow shoot the farthest.

After a while, Chen Heng took out a pen and paper and began to bury his head in calculations, not even finding out when Zhao Kuo left.

After about an hour, Chen Heng walked out of the tent with his hair disheveled, snatched a bow and arrow from the soldier, and walked towards the clearing. The soldiers didn't dare to offend the elder, so they could only follow cautiously.

When Zhao Kuo left the next day, Chen Heng walked in front of him with two panda eyes, bowed respectfully, and asked for an answer.

"Forty-five degrees." Zhao Kuo said.

"Why?" Chen Heng was not satisfied with an answer.

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"When you get to Handan, this king will tell you." Zhao Kuo patted Chen Heng on the shoulder.

Chen Heng gritted his teeth and watched Zhao Kuo leave, returned to the tent in a huff, and began to continue calculating.

After passing through the Taihang Mountain, the road was completely flat, the speed of the army increased, and it did not take long to reach Handan.

The news of Zhao's victory had already been reported to the whole country by hundreds of civil and military officials, and there were crowds of people on both sides of the road, and the crowd of black pressure had been lined up for miles away, and everyone stretched their necks to see what the legendary King Zhao looked like.

A huge altar had already been built in the open space outside the city, and with the arrival of Zhao Kuo, loud musical instruments such as drums, chimes, and gongs began to sound.

Every time you return from a victorious war, you must sacrifice to the heavens and worship your ancestors, and go to the temple to sue you.

Zhao Kuo stood on top of the frame, six pure white war horses pulled the frame slowly, and Le Yi and Lian Po stood

Behind Zhao Kuo.

If Li Mu is here, it is very likely that he will replace Lian Po, just by killing the Hun Shan Yu, he will occupy a position, not to mention destroying the Hun king.

However, Li Mu is still suffering on the grassland, and there is no way to participate in the sacrifice.

Before, he mistakenly believed the tattered map given by Yan Guo, which caused Zhao Jun to almost get lost on the grassland, but fortunately, he had the compass of the Mo family, and he went all the way to the south, and finally came back, but he deviated from it for nearly a hundred miles.

Since then, Li Mu no longer believes in what Yan Guo gave, and everything must be confirmed again and again before implementation.

Behind Le Yi and Lian Po were a group of generals and Wenchen, and behind them were the soldiers of the Zhao army. Except for the soldiers who followed Li Mu to defeat Donghu and the soldiers who died in battle, all the other soldiers were here.

Each soldier straightened up, staring ahead, his face full of pride.

When they first set out on the expedition, they left in the limelight, and now, they have returned in the limelight.

Fortunately, they lived up to everyone's hopes.

They not only defeated the Xiongnu, but also defeated all the Rongdi in the north of Zhao, swept the rear for Zhao, and extended Zhao's rule to the grasslands, something that Zhao had never done before.

The civil and military officials of Zhao State were already waiting outside the city, reading out loudly the course of the battle and Zhao Kuo's divine might.

Whenever it comes to gains, he puffs up his inner energy, and he can hear it clearly when he stands more than ten miles away, and when he talks about losses, he brushes them aside.

As Zhao Kuo's frame got closer and closer, there was also a noisy discussion in the crowd.

"This is the king, so young, I thought it was an old man."

"It's good to be young, young means that my Zhao Kingdom still has a few decades of stable life in the future."

"Fan Zeng, look, that's the king." Feng Muxue jumped up, pointed to Zhao Kuo's frame and said to the young man next to him.

The young man was more than seven feet long, half a head taller than the sixteen or seventeen-year-old Feng Muxue, dressed in a cyan robe, exuding an elegant aura from top to bottom, standing in the crowd as if standing out from the crowd.

"I saw it, can you please not get excited." Fan Zeng said angrily.

"The king has praised me, how can I not be excited? Originally, I wanted to follow the king on the expedition this time, but the king said that I was too young and did not agree. But he promised me that he would take me with him next time." Feng Muxue said loudly.

"King Zhao still praised you?" Fan Zeng looked Feng Muxue up and down, but still didn't see any place worthy of being praised by Zhao Kuo.

"Don't listen to his stinky show, there are not 1,000 people who have been praised by the king, but 800, and everyone in Handan Academy who has seen the king has basically been praised." Feng Quji said beside him, "But it's true that the king said that he would bring his second brother with him next time."

There were also some people who just glanced at Zhao Kuo and didn't continue, their eyes kept looking in the army, wanting to find their relatives.

There are also some people who pay attention to the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs behind Zhao Kuo.

"Do you see that tall, general-like civil official behind King Zhao? He is Xunzi." Fu Chubo pointed to Xunzi and said to the young man next to him.

"He is Xunzi, I must worship him as a teacher." Mao Heng said with his fists clenched.

Not far away, there was also a young man looking at Xunzi with fiery eyes.

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