The weather was cold, but the frost could not seal the flowing water, and the river rushed from afar.

The river used to be called Pushui, and it witnessed the tragic Battle of Changping, where countless corpses fell on both banks, and blood stained the river red, and it has since been renamed Danshui.

Under the cold moonlight, a handsome young man was standing by the river in a daze.

Through the moonlight and the river, Zhao Jia saw the appearance of this body clearly.

A pair of black and white Danfeng eyes, delicate eyebrows, fair and delicate complexion, thin lips, straight nose bridge, elegant temperament, long black hair is bound by a hosta behind the head, wearing a luxurious robe, the whole is black, there is a gold wire edge at the edge, and a black coat is draped on the back, highlighting the thin and thin figure.

Completely looks like an ancient nobleman.

The appearance and height are almost perfect...... Zhao Jia admired the appearance of this body against the river, and was very satisfied, as a modern person, he knew the importance of his face very well, after all, most good-looking people would not be too lucky.

"Childe, it's cold at night, so let's go back to the carriage earlier."

Luo Jiang was wearing armor, like an iron bump, standing behind Zhao Jia, looking at Zhao Jia's stunned expression, thinking that the other party was immersed in the sadness of the past, and couldn't help but remind him.

Zhao Jia shook his head slightly, looked at the night scene in front of him, and said softly: "It's okay, I'm recovering from a serious illness, and I should come out to breathe." ”

This place is already in the Changping area, and some of the surrounding rock walls still have traces of the great war of that year, and they have not dispersed after 20 years, just like the war between the seven countries, for hundreds of years, there has never been a moment of stopping.

From the perspective of modern people, this is completely an infighting.

650,000 Shaanxi Lao Tie and 450,000 Hebei Shanxi Lao Tie gathered to fight, with more than one million casualties.

Think of it this way.

The depression in Zhao Jia's heart disappeared suddenly, and he even felt a little funny, he was not a person of this era after all, and he couldn't understand the hatred between countries in this era, but he knew very well how to end the chaos of this era, as long as he overturned all his opponents, became the only king, and let everyone listen to you, the troubled times would naturally end.

It's easier said than done.

Qin Shi Huang Yingzheng ...... Zhao Jia had a stinky boy playing with mud in his mind.

Ying Zheng and Zhao Jia are the same age, the other party was a hostage in Zhao State, Zhao Jia naturally recognized each other, in addition to Ying Zheng, Yan Dan was also among them, but Yan Dan was a few years older than the two, and the three of them were also childhood playmates.

As for the relationship, after so many years, where is there any friendship.

Ying Zheng is now the king of Great Qin, and Zhao Jia is just the abolished prince of Zhao State, and even now he has to go to Qin State as a hostage, this treatment is even worse than Yan Dan in a few years.

At least Yan Dan is still a prince.

"I hope Yingzheng can remember some old feelings."

Zhao Jia was bathed in the cold moonlight, and he snorted in his heart, he was not sure what kind of person Ying Zheng was now, the evaluation of Ying Zheng in history was a tyrant, and he didn't know if the eighteen-year-old Ying Zheng was violent.

In the memory of the original owner, Yingzheng when he was a child was still quite lively, a good hand at playing mud, without any aristocratic demeanor, and he played dirty every day.

At that time, Zhao Jia was even a little envious that Ying Zheng didn't have to learn those tedious homework.

Zhao Jia shook his head, looked at Luo Jiang, who was guarding behind him, and said softly: "Let's go, go back." ”

The worship service is over.

The so-called worship is just to come to a pot of wine, worship a bow, as for more, Zhao Jia can't take it out now, and it's just a form to come here to meet the last wish of the original owner, and by the way, see where this battle that has been remembered by countless people in later generations took place.

After reading it, I can only sigh that fate is like this.

The terrain of Changping Land is very outrageous, it seems to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, but in fact, if you don't get it right, you will be surrounded by counter-surrounding, and Zhao Kuo was played to death in this way in history.

However, this battle can't be blamed on Zhao Kuo, if you really want to blame Zhao Xiaocheng, Wang Xiaocheng can't hold back, this big war involving the national fortunes of the two countries, Qin and Zhao both countries have held out to the last breath, but Zhao Xiaocheng Wang replaced Lian Po, so that Zhao Kuo, who had just graduated from college, went up, Zhao Kuo was also brave, and he really dared to rush out to force Qin to fight a decisive battle, but it led to himself falling into an encirclement.

However, Zhao Kuo led the troops to say nothing, and the battle loss ratio with the Qin army reached one to one, which can be seen.

In addition, Zhao's diplomacy also has problems, otherwise how could the rest of the countries stand idly by, especially South Korea and Wei, who watched Big Brother being hammered.

At last.

Everyone underestimated the ruthlessness of Qin State and Bai Qi, and they really killed 250,000 soldiers of Zhao State!

Brave the world's condemnation.

Bai Qi also paid the price for this, was pushed to the forefront, and fought for this battle.

In addition, the high power is also one of the reasons.

At that time, the Qin army was already fanatical about Bai Qi to the point of almost superstition, which emperor could tolerate the existence of such a person as Bai Qi.

Game of Thrones has always been so brutal.

……

"Crackle~"

The firewood burns, and from time to time it bursts out of sparks, turns into streamers, and disappears in flight.

The firelight illuminated Zhao Jia's face on the side, he was wrapped in a thick coat, his eyes were lowered, he was running the unknown exercises, exhaling the essence contained in the heaven and earth, and the weak internal breath in his body also slowly strengthened, wandering among the eight veins of the strange meridians in his body, dispelling the cold in his body, making his complexion more and more ruddy and shiny.

The soldiers dressed in armor stomachs were in groups of six, guarding the surroundings and keeping vigil for Zhao Jia.

"What a wonderful feeling, fluttering fairy, about to fly~"

Zhao Jia was immersed in cultivation, feeling the changes in his body, and that feeling was really wonderful, as if he was merging with heaven and earth, like a fish swimming into the sea, and it seemed that everything had changed drastically.

Even if you close your eyes, you can clearly feel the wind and grass around you.

"Huh?"

At this moment, Zhao Jia found that there seemed to be a very different place in his body, which seemed to be his own sea of knowledge.

The faint white light, like a unique portal, seems out of place with the surroundings.

Driven by curiosity, Zhao Jia approached, and the next moment, he appeared in a modern toilet, surrounded by cracks in the aftermath of the earthquake.

“？！”

Zhao Jia couldn't help but pat his face.

"Hell yes!"

Zhao Jia couldn't help but scold, suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart, pushed open the door of the toilet, he walked outside, and soon, he found that there was a library in his mind, and it was the library before he crossed it, and a large number of books fell to the ground, obviously caused by the earthquake.

For some reason, this library traveled with him, and even tied to him, but unfortunately there was no one inside.

Zhao Jia opened his eyes, his consciousness returned to his body, and he suddenly had a sense of reality, he touched his face a little absurdly, the heat emitted by the fire and the cold wind in the middle of the night were so clear, reminding him of what was real.

Zhao Jia took a deep breath, calmed down, and closed his eyes again.

This time it went more smoothly.

Soon Zhao Jia discovered that this library could change with his own thoughts, such as the walls were restored to their original state, and the books were sorted out and put back in place, as if in this library, he was God and could control everything here.

"Goldfinger?"

Zhao Jia raised his eyebrows, he began to try to pour the content of the book into his mind, just like those immortal cultivators, his divine sense was swept away, and he knew everything, if he could read all the contents of this library, then he really wanted to go to heaven.

It's a pity that the ideas are very beautiful, the reality is very cruel, and these books in front of me cannot be directly swept away with consciousness, they are between the virtual and the real, and they can only be slowly "read" with consciousness.

Zhao Jia, who did not believe in evil, continued to try.

Soon, Zhao Jia found that the content that he had swept through his consciousness would be engraved directly in his mind.

Unforgettable?

Zhao Jia looked at the nearly 10 million books in front of him and fell into silence.

"Forget it, let's find a history book first."

Zhao Jia pinched his eyebrows, and suddenly felt a little painful, he felt that God was to punish him, the most hated thing in his previous life was to read books quietly, but now he was directly given a provincial library, isn't this playing with him?

As for why he was in the library in his previous life.

Library reading and library dating, is that a thing?!

Did he go to read a book?!