Lian Po didn't realize Wang Qian's careful thoughts.

Handan was all breached, and he knew that Wang Jian would be able to wipe out the Zhao State quickly. He didn't come to Zhao to fight, but to use his residual prestige in Zhao to make Zhao resist less and settle down as soon as possible.

Li Mu's purpose is similar to Lian Po, but he also adds the idea of revenge.

But Li Mu and Wang Jian were very familiar, so he guessed Wang Qian's depression from Wang Qian's different combat styles before and after.

As soon as they met, Li Mu quipped: "Why are you in such a hurry? In addition to the State of Zhao, there are also the State of Yan and the State of Chu. I can let you. ”

Wang Jian went up with a kick.

Li Mu didn't shy away from it, and patted the footprints on his clothes: "Don't worry, when the king was young, he said that he would definitely give you the title of marquis, just after you became the old general Wang." ”

Wang Jian scolded with a smile: "Shut up, don't speculate on your thoughts without authorization." ”

Li Mu said: "I didn't speculate, it was indeed said by Jun Shang when he was a child." ”

Zhu Xiang pushed open the door and came in: "What did Zheng'er say when she was a child?" ”

Qin Wangzheng followed behind Zhu Xiang: "The widow also wants to know." ”

Wang Jian immediately said cautiously: "It's nothing, the last general is joking with Wu Chengjun." ”

Li Mu was not cautious, and said what he just said truthfully.

Qin Wangzheng nodded: "It's the widow who said it." ”

Zhu Xiang said curiously: "How old does Wang Jian have to be before you want to give him a marquis?" ”

Qin Wangzheng pretended to ponder for a while, and said, "At Lian Weng's current age? ”

Wang Qian: "...... Your Majesty, are you serious or are you joking?"

Li Mu said seriously: "Then Wang Jian should be careful." It is not easy for a general to live to the age of Lian Gong, and if Wang Jian is not careful, he can only be posthumously sealed. ”

Zhu Xiang patted Wang Jian on the shoulder, sighed and said, "General Wang, you have to take good care of your body." ”

Wang Qian: "...... are you serious or are you joking?"

Qin Wangzheng asked suspiciously, "General Wang, isn't this joke funny?" Why don't you laugh? ”

Zhu Xiang was the first to laugh. Although Li Mu didn't smile, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but smile at first glance.

The corners of Wang Qian's mouth twitched: "The last general can't laugh." ”

Qin Wangzheng smiled: "General Wang is too serious, more relaxed. Although the widow is already the king of Qin, you are still an elder who has watched the widow grow up, so you can be more comfortable. ”

Wang Jian: "......" This is not a question of whether you are comfortable or not, do you think I should laugh? How can I laugh at this joke!

Qin Wangzheng, Zhu Xiang, and Li Mu all thought it was funny. They told Lian Po about the joke, and Lian Po laughed happily.

Only Wang Jian couldn't laugh.

Qin Wangzheng firmly believed that Wang Jian did not have the sense of humor that his uncle said.

After teasing Wang Jian who was in a hurry to make meritorious contributions, Qin Wangzheng pulled Zhu Xiang and hurried to Handan.

It's time for him to fulfill his youthful promises.

Qin Wangzheng did not enter Handan City immediately, and went to find his original home first.

He thought that his home with his uncle and aunt was on the outskirts of Handan. Although the Zhao State has experienced disasters and wars, the suburbs of the national capital should not be harmed much.

But the truth was not what he expected.

The village where he played was burned down;

The courtyard where he lived was in ruins;

He sat on the neck of his elders, stretched out his little short hand to pick dates, and the big jujube tree was only a big stake, and the surrounding area was overgrown with wild grass.

Qin Wangzheng looked at the big wooden stake in the barren grass, his hands clenched, and his nails were stinging in his palms.

Zhu Xiang sighed, cleaned up the weeds around the stake, and asked Qin Wangzheng to sit down and rest.

Qin Wangzheng sat down silently, sullen.

"How so?" Qin Wangzheng seemed to be asking angrily, and he seemed to be talking to himself.

Zhu Xiang said: "I'll go find someone to ask." ”

Qin Wangzheng nodded sullenly, like a child who had been wronged.

Although Zhu Xiang and Qin Wangzheng traveled in disguise, they also brought many attendants with them to avoid being attacked.

Although the surrounding area has become a wilderness, after all, it is near the national capital, and Zhu Xiang can ask about the situation as long as he looks for Dr. Zhao Guoshi, who has a field nearby.

The Zhao clan was placed under house arrest in their respective mansions in Handan City, waiting for the arrangement of the King of Qin.

Near this village, there is actually Pingyang-kun's house.

The attendant found one of Pingyang Jun's young sons from Pingyang Jun's house.

The young son was a few years older than Zhu Xiang, and although he didn't know Zhu Xiang, there was no one in Pingyangjun's family who was not familiar with Zhu Xiang. After all, Pingyangjun was thinking of Zhu Xiang when he died.

Pingyang Jun's youngest son said gloomily: "When my father was alive, I deliberately asked the first king to become his own food town nearby, and he took good care of this courtyard. When his uncle Pingyuanjun was alive, and when Xinlingjun was still in Handan, they often came here. ”

He paused, and his voice was low: "After Zhao Yan succeeds to the throne, he will listen to the rumors and take this place as the ...... of Wang Zhuang."

His voice was lowered: "Destroy the village...... Demolition of the house, alas. ”

Zhu Xiang approached Qin Wangzheng and let his nephew, who was so angry that his eyes were dark, lean on him.

He reached out and gently patted his nephew's back to comfort him.

"Sure enough." Zhu Xiang said, "When Pingyangjun was alive, he must have protected this place very well. ”

After all, Pingyangjun still came to see him when he died, and he was still nostalgic for the past, regretting that he didn't recommend him.

"Okay, don't be angry, Zhao Wangyan is already dead." Zhu Xiang said.

Li Mu didn't save Zhao Wangyan back, and told Zhu Xiang very guiltily, and asked Zhu Xiang to say good things for him in front of Lin Zhen.

Zhu Xiang rolled his eyes when he heard this.

The records of the so-called human sticks in ancient times are basically "legends", and their credibility is not high. Because there were no antibiotics in ancient times, such a large amount of bleeding and wounds, eight or nine times out of ten, the wound will be infected and died.

Li Mu said that he accidentally cut Zhao Wangyan a few more swords, and Zhao Wangyan really couldn't help but cut it, but he didn't survive.

Zhu Xiang wanted to ask, Li Mu, how do you think that the pampered Zhao Wangyan can survive?!

He could only ask Li Mu to write a few more letters of apology, and then walk around Lin Yi.

Zhao Wangyan once wanted to dig up the tomb of Lin Gong, so that the Lin Gong clan would dig their ancestors out of the ground and transport them to Qin State with the tablet.

The hatred of digging the ancestral grave is worth Lin Zhen to cut King Zhao with a thousand knives. At this time, don't touch Lin Zhen's moldy head.

Lin Zhen has been trying to hide it from him, but Zhu Xiang's good nephew accidentally leaked his mouth.

Zhu Xiang pretended not to hear it, privately found someone to check, and then kept the matter in his heart and did not mention the matter to Lin Zhen.

This kind of thing, the more you mention it, the more angry you become, and ordinary words of comfort are not only useless, but will also make people even more angry.

can only wait for Zhao Guoguo to be destroyed and capture Zhao Wangyan, and other people's comfort will be useful to Lin Zhen.

Zhao Wangyan even wanted to dig Lin Xiangru's tomb, let alone the courtyard where Zhu Xiang lived.

He could only hope that the common people in the village were not too implicated.

After Zhu Xiang asked, Pingyang Jun's youngest son said: "After my brother heard that Zhao Yan was going to anger the people here, he moved all the people to Pingyang, leaving me in Handan. Cousin...... Even the eldest son of Pingyuan-kun also helped. ”

Zhu Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Pingyang Jun's young son.

Pingyang Jun's young son was busy saying that he didn't dare, this was his father's entrustment, and he was just doing it as an heir.

Zhu Xiang said to Qin Wangzheng: "Do you want to go to Pingyang to have a look?" ”

Qin Wangzheng suppressed his voice and said: "Pingyang Jun and Pingyuan Jun can continue to be a generation of titles. ”

Pingyang Jun's youngest son quickly knelt down and thanked him.

He rejoiced in his heart.

After his father's death, there was a fierce quarrel in the family over whether to protect the people of the village under the disgust of Zhao Wangyan.

In the end, the eldest brother and cousin decided that since their father had entrusted them to protect Lin Gong and Zhu Xiang's deceased, they would fulfill their father's entrustment and fulfill their father's "righteousness".

Moreover, in terms of interests, the decline of the Zhao State is inevitable, and the unification of the world by the Qin State is also unstoppable. Pingyuan Jun is benevolent, if they do this, when the Zhao State is destroyed in the future, they may be able to let Changping Jun help one or two.

Anyway, after Zhao Wangyan succeeded to the throne, he was very disgusted with the descendants of Pingyuan Jun and Pingyang Jun, who were closer to Chunpingjun and supported Chunpingjun's succession. Even if they disobeyed some of Zhao Wangyan's orders, it didn't matter.

As a clan, Zhao Wangyan didn't dare to do too much except not let them go out, and they were a little poor.

They didn't expect the Zhao Kingdom to perish so soon. They didn't expect that King Qin would attach so much importance to those concubines.

"The land is barren, but the soil is still fertile. We have migrated back those who had left, and changed my fiefdom here. Or Zheng'er, you want to change the palace of King Zhao into a palace? Zhu Xiang asked.

Qin Wangzheng said in a sullen voice: "If you don't live in the palace of King Zhao, you will be unlucky." ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Okay, bad luck." So rebuild here? ”

Qin Wang Zheng said: "Of course we have to rebuild." Uncle's fiefdom remained unchanged, and here it was changed to Uncle Lin's fiefdom. ”

Zhu Xiang said: "It's okay, this place originally belonged to Lin Gong's food estate." ”

Although the descendants of Pingyang Jun and Pingyuan Jun can inherit one more generation of titles, it is definitely impossible to have so many food towns, and they should be changed to near Xianyang to facilitate monitoring.

Moreover, for the descendants of Pingyuan Jun and Pingyang Jun, they also prefer to migrate to the vicinity of Xianyang City, so that future generations can be better established.

Zhu Xiang asked Pingyang Jun's descendants to leave first, and then asked the attendants to stay a little farther away, before taking Qin Wangzheng into his arms and gently patting Qin Wangzheng's back: "Don't be angry, you can only toss yourself when you are angry." ”

Qin Wangzheng said embarrassedly: "I am no longer a child, so I don't need to be coaxed by my uncle." ”

"Of course Zheng'er is not a child, but people of any age can get angry, what does it have to do with whether you are a child or not?" Zhu Xiang stroked Qin Wangzheng's back, "Let's plant another jujube tree here." ”

Qin Wangzheng said in a sullen voice: "That's not the original my jujube tree. ”

Zhu Xiang let go of his embrace and smiled mysteriously at Qin Wangzheng: "That's not necessarily. ”

Qin Wangzheng was puzzled: "The trees have been cut down, can they grow back?" ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Our jujube trees grow very well, and the jujubes are very sweet, so I distributed a lot of plants and sent them out. Most of the date trees in this village are the children of this date tree. Lin Gong and Lian Gong also have our jujube trees. Li Mu also took dates to Yanmen County to plant, but I don't know if there is any planting. Along the way, I found that there are many jujube trees in the village, which should be the children of our jujube trees. ”

Qin Wangzheng's eyes lit up: "Really? ”

Zhu Xiang said: "Of course it's true. Zheng'er, you also know how delicious our dates are, and Lin Li's bastard always likes to steal dates. He has come to steal dates, how can he not transplant the seeds of the date trees to his own house? ”