"The King of Qin has an order, Zheng Guo's crime of escaping from prison is added, and he can still wear the crime and make meritorious contributions, and he will be temporarily reinstated, and he will be the chief consul of important things to repair the canal."

Zhao Gao read out Yingzheng's will.

The stamped jade seal is like a burning flame in the sun, flying towards a high place, bringing people indescribable hot comfort and freshness.

Zheng Guo threw himself on his knees.

Raised his hands high and took it, "The grass people thank Wang En, long live King Qin." ”

On the eve of going to repair the canal, he secretly sneaked into the palace of King Qin to say goodbye. The girl's long hair hung down to the ground, she wore a garland of emerald flowers on her head, and her dark blue skirt was spread on the ground, like a peacock opening the screen.

As if he had known he was coming, the desk was filled with bundles of fresh branches.

She was pruning the branches, removing the turnips: "Well, although you can't be a god, your name may be engraved in the hearts of mortals for generations." ”

He said gratefully: "Queen, I have come to thank thousands of Qin people for coming to thank you. ”

The girl rolled her eyes in surprise, and her indescribably beautiful eyes looked at him for a few moments, but she didn't say anything.

Zheng Guo set off.

Although he is a Korean, no one in the officialdom has any suspicions about him after his reinstatement, and they have come to congratulate him, and they don't even care that the suspicion of others has not been completely cleared.

Especially when he arrived at his destination, the millions of migrant workers who were repairing the canal dropped their iron rakes and bowed to him one after another, watching, waving, shouting, and jumping: "Ahhhhh Hey! It's Lord Zheng here—"

Women and children would gather around him.

Wearing a wreath of blessings from unknown wildflowers, countless wild fruits were piled up outside his tent, and the children sang the most childish nursery rhymes for him barefoot.

How can a Korean who is still accused of being a victim of intermittent life be so loved by Qin Mingong?

There is no other reason.

Although Zheng Guo was an official of the Qin State, he distinguished himself from the harsh style of the Qin people.

He is a law-abiding man who hides a trace of tenderness, and can allow the migrant workers who come to repair the canal to bring the old mother and the child who is waiting to be fed over, and Yan Ming said that as long as he repairs the canal for Daqin, he can take care of food and drink.

The important matter of repairing the canal led by him is difficult for other officials to say.

If it weren't for his private release.

After more than two years of severe drought, there was no harvest, the strong men in the family fought and repaired the canals, and the remaining group of old, weak, sick and disabled people stayed in the shriveled fields, afraid that they would be hungry to dig weeds, dig tree roots, and gnaw tree bark, and it was still unknown whether they could survive.

Besides.

Master Zheng looks soft and weak, handsome and clean, but he never hides behind when he gets to work, but he grabs all the dirtiest and most dangerous work, and has the strength to use a rake.

On several occasions, he even dived into the water with a few strong men to investigate the situation.

is not a high shelf, and even more abandons safety.

The underground situation is complicated, like a giant beast opening the mouth of the abyss to choose people and devouring them, the Qin people above have pinched a sweat for them, and after waiting for a long time, seeing that the rest of the people have come up, Zheng Guo, who has not been on the shore for a long time, also took the heart of the Qin people gradually sinking to the bottom.

It's been a long time.

I saw their Lord Zheng make a splash of water.

The mud of his hair was dripping down like rice soup, and he held a big turtle in his hand, laughing so that his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he shouted: "Good mountain, good water, good turtle, stew for everyone to drink soup!" ”

The bonfire burned fiercely that night, and rows of migrant workers sang mountain songs like bells.

They sang about their homeland and their hometown.

Singing about countless unknown past events, singing about the expectation of a bumper harvest in the future after the completion of the canal repair.

In the end, he held the rice soup that was so light that he couldn't taste the taste of turtles, and fell asleep munching on pot helmets and herbs.

Now Zheng Guo is back.

"Lord Zheng!"

"Master Zheng, we miss you!"

"King Qin is so wow, he returned our Lord Zheng, and I said, those people who can't pull out cow dung open their mouths and talk nonsense, we Lord Zheng are definitely not people!"

They believe that this Lord Zheng who eats and sleeps with them, they also believe in themselves, their compatriots, and thousands of Qin people, in this land they love, they can complete the great cause of canal construction for future generations, so that future generations can be saved from drought and hunger.

After nine years of hard work, they can do it and must do it!

For a time, the spirit of millions of canals was great, and the people's hearts were united.

Lord Zheng's orders were better than the generals in their eyes, and they shook off their black shoulders, gritted their teeth and bled out, shouting orders: "Hey, hey, hey!" Hi yo hey, hey yo hi! ”

I can't tell if it's sweat or rain.

It seems that the insurmountable mountain in front of them seems to be crumbling by them.

Their iron rakes are turned into weapons, like erectors, and the neighing of horses is carried endlessly.

The sound of the trumpet, the black flag exhibition.

Millions of people are in the river and flesh and blood, and standing on them is nothing more than the enemy called fate.

Mortals are small, but they can compete with the heavens!

Rao is Zheng Guo, and when he saw this group of iron-clad Qin people, he was also deeply shocked. With this group of Qin people who dare to die, and this group of Qin souls, it is natural that the river canal will be completed a year later.

When Bai Tao received the envelope brought by the eagle, she twisted the parchment roll, and her divergent thoughts were not pulled back for a long time.

There is a story in "Liezi Tangwen".

The name is called Yugong to move mountains.

Mortals fantasize that gods with supernatural powers can help them fulfill their good wishes, but there are no gods in this world, and they do it on their own.

Throwing the parchment into the brazier, she saw the dazzling sunlight from the sky, leaking through the cracks in the clouds, shining in this extravagant court.

Oh my God.

A few days later, the messenger who came from the canal brought the news to the deep court, when Bai Tao was leaning under the tree and reading Han Feizi, her fingers sliding, and the pages of fluttering fate slid like this.

Ying Zheng came in the sun, the king's clothes rolled like waves, and the man with long eyebrows, straight nose and thin lips had a sharp air with a blade over his neck.

When he put his hands around himself and lifted it, Bai Tao almost threw the bamboo slip to the ground.

"Huh?"

Ying Zheng lifted her up again and threw her away, smiling on her lips.

"What are you doing, brother!"

Ying Zheng looked at Bai Tao's frightened and angry little face, and loved her very much, and branded a kiss mark on her lips, "The front is reporting that Zheng Guo has succeeded in repairing the canal, and the canal opening ceremony will be held in the near future." ”

“.”

Bai Tao was caught off guard and was kissed on the face, innocent and aggrieved, "Oh? ”

Ying Zheng lifted her up and spun around several times, "Hahahahahaha." ”

The kings of the past dynasties stumbled and looked at the water and sighed that the canal was not built, because they were afraid that they would not be able to concentrate the people's strength, they were afraid that other countries would invade, and they were afraid of various reasons for the war.

Ying Zheng hugged her and said, "Taotao, you are really lonely Xiangrui!" ”

was held up and kissed the "auspicious" white peach: ."

Okay, auspicious is auspicious.

Just as she is the guardian beast.

Bai Tao figured it out instantly, her eyelids drooped, her two paws fell, and she snorted twice in her nose, looking like she could kiss it casually.

Ying Zheng kissed her a few times, and her voice was soft into tea, "Tao Tao is good, I want to leave for Jingyang." ”

She said, "You don't take me?" ”

Ying Zheng whispered in a low voice.

The Qin State has experienced state turmoil, political and legal turmoil, expulsion of foreign guests, drought, locust plague, and turmoil in the heart of Ying, and now after ten years of canal construction, the canal release ceremony, why didn't he and a number of officials go to participate.

His voice was so deep that his ears were red with white peaches.

When coaxing her like this.

There is no king's frame at all, but which noble son is coaxing a pampered wife

But there are all kinds of excuses and reasons, leaving Bai Tao, a red-haired fox, to guard the house, and when she thinks of this, she has to bite her fox teeth. After the king left, Rui'er looked at the unhappy queen carefully, and then said: "Queen, I am afraid that the king is reluctant to let you work too hard, so he will let you stay in this Changle Palace." ”

"But he clearly said that it was inconvenient to take me with a woman."

The little fox glanced at Rui'er obliquely, and her beautiful eyes were full of anger, "Why, why is it inconvenient to bring me, isn't it convenient to bring a man, I don't like to be with me, I prefer to be with a group of big men!" ”

“.”

Hear that rhetoric.

Rui'er said in her heart that the gentleman is too good at coaxing people, "This gentleman doesn't like to be with men all the time." Even she felt strange when she said this, and hurriedly added, "It's just a few days back and forth, and the king usually holds the queen in the palm of his hand all the time, but the mountain road is rugged and bumpy, and there are many mosquitoes and ants in the deep forest, so I am afraid that it will hinder the queen's phoenix body." ”

Joke.

Bai Tao, the fox, has never walked any rugged mountain roads, and has never been to any mosquitoes and ants. What's more, he already has six big tails, and he is afraid of these.

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Respect heaven and earth.

Sue the ghosts.

Worship the King.

The hill was crowded with men, women, and children who were shirtless, black and mud-drenched, all shouting and talking, rubbing shoulders and feet, tiptoeing and head to head.

"Woo-woo-"

The trumpet has sounded.

"Knock knock!"

The cowhide drum vibrates into everyone's ears.

Everyone held their breath and looked forward to this moment, and there was no sound in their throats, not a tear in their eyes, but their hearts were crying hysterically, and they were beating like a storm of hunger and pain.

Heavens, please open the net.

Please take care of the Qin people.

Ying Zheng stood against the wind, a few strands of hair hanging down on the silk king's clothes, and the sword of death at his waist.

Obviously, there is no expression on his face, like a lake that is not rippling, but it makes everyone feel that there is an unfathomable undercurrent tumbling under this face.

All the people looked at him, and all the people prostrated themselves at his feet.

They held their breath and waited for this moment in history.

His long and narrow eyes looked at the sky, and the thick white trays rolled in the sky gathered above his head, and the king slowly pulled out the Death Sword, and the cold blade broke through the net rope that bound him, "Open the ditch!" ”

"Woo-woo-"

"Knock knock-"

The waves of people on the mountain rushed up instantly, and the yellow sand splashed, choking into everyone's mouth and nose, making it impossible to see ahead, but everyone was looking with their eyes wide open, for fear of missing it. Zheng Guo stood aside, holding a dipper, his face was blown by the yellow sand, although he was ninety percent sure in his heart, but at this time he was inevitably anxious.

"Boom."

Like the rolling thunder in the sky, there is a fishy smell of earth gradually spreading, and the old and weak women and children of the mountain are a row of waves, and the mouth is already cheering, and it is closer, and the rotten and withered leaves rush away.

It's getting closer, and I've heard thunder for hundreds of miles.

As we got closer, the moisture from the deep mountains had poured into everyone's limbs.

They looked ecstatically at the mountain-like waves in the channel, the splashes of water that flowed like snow and grains.

"Water, it's water! Hahahahaha. ”

"The canal is open, the canal is open!"

"We have a canal in the Qin country! Hahahaha. ”

The water soon lengthened and thickened, and the current became more and more fierce and turbulent, rushing with an unstoppable wave.

I don't know who opened the head, yelling, chasing the dragon's head.

The head of the canal has gradually drawn into a line, and the wind and waves have risen on the water, and the people on the shore are almost unstable when they blow.

Some knelt on the ground and prayed, some wept bitterly, and some went crazy in the mud and shouted, "Hahahaha, God! There is water, we have food, we have food! ”

The Qin State has a lot of saline-alkali land, crops can not grow, after the canal is opened, the Weibei Plain in the Guanzhong region will be ironclad in the future, and their Qin people will no longer have to go hungry.

But many more are barefoot, forming waves of people, chasing wave after wave of splash on the water.

"Folks, let's catch up with the dragon head and have an auspicious celebration!"

The migrant workers who dug the ditch have been sleepless for several days, and today's ceremony is worried that they have no strength to make it. ”

So the waves of water and the waves of people were in two horizontal lines, speeding towards the east.

The elderly, weak, women and children who could not participate were also cheering for their relatives and compatriots on the shore, shouting and shouting.

Ying Zheng's eyes shone slightly, and he stepped on the horse, with a beautiful posture.

Li Si Zhengguo and other officials who refused to block him, he broke through the wall of people who surrounded him, abandoned all the exhortations, and looked straight ahead, which was too bright and sharp, "The Qin people have fought bloody battles for ten years, fighting for their lives with the sky, and taking their lives from the earth. ”

"Drive!"

The horses under him hissed their manes and neighed, their hooves soared into the air, the setting sun softened his knife-cut face, the king's robe embedded with gold threads was like a burning wildfire, and the turbulent water surface shone with colorful points of light.

But the man didn't stop.

"Woohoo! Alack! Alack! ”

"Long live King Qin! Banzai! ”

The cheers held high, and the bigger waves are beaten.

He was followed by thousands of people, who ran in the direction he had directed, even though the soles of their feet were rubble and dead wood, the salty smell spread in their mouths and their sweat dripping in their eyes, but they still followed the figure.

Again and again, over and over again.

Someone keeps falling, someone keeps coming up, thousands of times, and it never stops.

Whipping the horse whip in his hand, Ying Zheng held the reins of the horse in one hand, and he had a tall and proud air, "The soldiers of Great Qin! ”

No one answered, only stepped on the footsteps, asking over and over again, like armor on the battlefield, and there was no shortage of migrant workers behind them were battlefield soldiers, they knocked their chests with their right hands, and replied sonorously, "Yes!" At! At! ”

"In! At! At! ”

"In! At! At! ”

"The Qin Kingdom is really strong when it has you!"

"Great Qin, long live King Qin!"

"Great Qin, long live King Qin!"

"Great Qin, long live King Qin!"

Under the setting sun, the footsteps of thousands of people seemed to split a crack in the earth, and the mountains seemed to shake, chasing the churning water, like white war horses marching hand in hand.