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In 225 BC, King Yingzheng of Qin sent the general Li Xin to lead 200,000 troops to attack the state of Chu, but the army was defeated. In the second year, Yingzheng reactivated the veteran Wang Jian and led 600,000 troops to attack Chu... The history of Jingyu's memory should be like this.

Therefore, since two years ago, he has made some small preparations in order to wait for the arrival of 600,000 Qin troops. It's just that a year has passed since the tiger was defeated, and the King of Qin did not send Li Xin to attack Chu. Wait another year, and there will be no 600,000 Qin troops pressing on the border line of Chu State.

Although he wasn't so much looking forward to Qin Jun's arrival, such a big deviation was not a joke. Is he misremembering, or is the history of this world different? Jingyu began to collect the history of King Qin's destruction of the Six Kingdoms. Sure enough, some clues were found in it.

The most obvious one should be the Battle of Changping in 260 BC, but it was in the era of Yingzheng. And it was ordered by Ying Zheng himself to kill 400,000 prisoners of Zhao State. That year was 228 B.C.E.

Jingyu replaced Xiang Shaoyu, and the biggest main task he got was to break through Xianyang City and overthrow the rule of the Qin Dynasty. He felt that he had been obsessed with this a little lately. It is true that he replaced Xiang Shaoyu, but he is Long Jingyu. In addition to being able to become the master of the plane, obtaining and conquering all kinds of beautiful and extraordinary women is his greatest interest.

Thinking about it like this, he found that since he entered this world for 8 years, it seems that there are no other women except Qing'er who grew up with him... No, it should be said that he didn't go to other women. Although it also has something to do with his age at this time, Jingyu still feels a little abnormal.

Throwing down the bamboo slip in his hand about King Yingzheng of Qin, Jingyu walked to the table placed in the corner of the hall. On top of it lay a shelf, and a long black sword with a cold glow slumped - a handle about 120 centimeters long, a blade about 2 centimeters thick at its thickest point, 8 centimeters wide at its widest point, and a diamond-shaped cross-section.

Jingyu originally gave General Xiang a drawing, and the blade was smooth and flat. And when the craftsman forged this weapon for him, he still carved some beautiful and domineering scales on the blade. After Jingyu got it, he felt that the patterns were very much to his taste, so he kept them.

Gently stroking ~ touching the blade of the sword, the corners of his mouth curled slightly. Hold the hilt of the sword and easily lift the 33-pound bladeless sword flat. Wave it back and forth twice, and the sound of whistles in the air sounds. The table and chair not far from which he was standing trembled~ trembling under the influence of the wind pressure of the sword.

"Young master, how can you use a sword in the house?"

At this moment, Qing'er walked in with a tray, and couldn't help but reproach when she saw this. In the past two years, she has become more mature and beautiful, and she has become more affectionate and early, and she already has the style ~ rhyme of a young woman.

It's the height of summer in August, and she's dressed cooler at the moment. Pink print white bandeau with two layers of white gauze wrapped around the bare ~ exposed shoulders. That not only played a role in some cover-up, but also some faintly hazy seduction ~ bewilderment beauty. Sky blue pleated skirt that reaches the calf, playful white boots underneath.

Jingyu stopped swinging his sword, and felt the fragrance coming to his nose. Glancing at the tray, he saw a copper bowl on it. Come to think of it, she must have made some delicious soup for him. Smiling slightly, he put the sword back down, and walked to sit cross-legged at the long table where he usually ate.

Qing'er put the tray on the table, and took out the copper bowl with both hands and placed it in front of Jingyu. Then, looking at the sword, he looked a little curious... She originally thought that Jingyu's hands were itchy and she wanted to practice the sword for a while, but she didn't expect him to put it down so simply.

"Qing'er, come with me for a long trip tomorrow, okay?" Jingyu took a sip of the copper bowl. The liquid in the entrance is slippery ~ greasy and cold, and it has the effect of quenching heat and thirst.

"Hey?" Qing'er was stunned for a moment, "Where does the young master want to go?"

"The Yan Kingdom of the North. "

Jingyu drank the sweet soup in one gulp and placed the copper bowl on the table. Looking at Qing'er who covered his mouth, he smiled and winked at her, "Let's go quietly, I will leave a letter to them." "

"Well, I'm afraid that's not right. "

Qing'er wanted to cry a little. Seeing the young master's eagerness to try, with her understanding of him, she must have made up her mind. She knew she couldn't persuade him at all, and neither could the rest of the family. Let's just pray that this journey will be safe. As for Qing'er's words, it was not to stop him, but to persuade him to bring more guards and followers.

"I was going to go alone..."

"That's absolutely not going to work!".

Before Jingyu finished speaking, Qing'er suddenly held the table with both hands and looked at him from top to bottom with courage.

"The young master needs my care, he must need it!" she said, very resolutely, but some tears of fear flashed in her eyes. If he gives up on this, it is really better to live than to die.

"That's why I'm taking you with me. "

Jingyu took her hand and pulled her into her arms, "Okay Qing'er, don't cry, I still need you to give me a baby in the future." "

"Hey?" The topic suddenly jumped to this, and Qing'er, who shrunk into Jingyu's arms, squirmed, "The young master is bad, and people didn't promise to give it to you... Here you go...... Oops!" she covered her face, unable to speak.

Jingyu laughed proudly. Although the voice is still immature, the meaning contained in it is very old-fashioned.

That night, Qing'er did some tidying up. According to Jingyu's request, he knotted two backpacks and put some money and silver.

"Is that okay?".

Qing'er, in fact, is also a member of the Xiang family. It's just different from Jingyu, the young master, but it's just the end of the family. She can take care of Jingyu, which is also her limit. As a girl who has been raised as a messenger since she was a child, when has she ever been out of the door that seems to be so far from this Jiangdong to the north.

"Well, I'll talk about it when I need it on the road. Jingyu lay on the bed, "There are some things, I'll let you know on the way... As a symbol of my trust in you, you can't fail me. "

Qing'er was a little puzzled, not understanding what he was talking about, but nodded.

On the second day, as soon as it was dawn, Jingyu put on his black sword and went out with Qing'er carrying a duffel bag. The two rode horses, went out of the city, walked on the official road and galloped all the way north... It wasn't until two days later that the Xiang family realized that the young master was gone. At this time, Jingyu and the two had already entered the territory of Qi State.

At the end of the Warring States Period, regardless of Qin or Chu, the land of China was not as large as later generations knew. Jingyu passed through Qi from the capital of Chu to Yan State, which is actually equivalent to passing through Shandong Province from Anhui Province in later generations to the northern part of Hebei Province.

Unlike Jingyu, Qing'er couldn't stand her hips ~ after riding a horse for half a day, and Jingyu bought a carriage for her. He himself did not ride a horse at all, but became a charioteer... This has scared Qing'er for a long time. Even though she was tired, she insisted on sitting with him instead of resting in the car.

The two of them sat in what was supposed to be a handlebar-like position, driving the carriage forward, plus watching the scenery along the way... Talking and laughing is also a good way to kill time and fatigue. It's just that the two of them are not familiar with the road after all. I didn't know where I could stay, so I missed it. No, they now found a water's edge, parked the carriage in the wild~ outside, and prepared to spend the night here.

What is lacking in this ancient world is that there is no shortage of game. Jingyu threw a stone and killed two pheasants. Qing'er was in charge of cleaning them up, and he was picking up the firewood needed for the night. After that, each of them picked one out of a twig and put it on the fire to barbecue.

"Young master, I'm afraid it's hard for me to have such a chance to travel alone with you again in this life, right?"

In the crackling fire, Qing'er suddenly felt something. She had a hunch that she belonged to this boy, but that boy would definitely not belong to her. This is the gap in identity, and it is also the sadness that she began to have when she became his only maid.

"If you want to have it, you can have it, and it's not that difficult. Jingyu laughed, "In the future, when I unify the rivers and mountains, I will take you all over the land of Kyushu." Speaking of this, a sense of pride appeared in him. waved his hand with the courage to point out the country, and Qing'er couldn't help but be stunned.

After being roasted by the fire for a long time, the fat pheasant dripped a drop of oil, and the sound pulled Qing'er's mind back. She hurriedly turned the roast chicken so that it would not be burned. I couldn't see the color of her face in the firelight, but I could hear the shaking of the branch that was held by her hand, and I could understand the fluctuation in her heart at this moment.

Dominate the world and become the Son of Heaven... It was too far away from Qing'er, and she didn't know how to react. Or rather, she was intimidated by Jingyu's inadvertent words.

Jingyu saw this, but did not say anything to comfort her. What he had to do was unstoppable, and she had to get herself used to it as quickly as possible. Otherwise, what else to do with the closest people around him?

However, what he didn't expect was that Qing'er would silently leave tears.

He wants to be the Son of Heaven, and Qing'er is willing to believe that he can succeed. However, he became the Son of Heaven, and she was still a little maid. Even compared to his status as a young master, he is extremely humble, let alone the Son of Heaven. It must be a noble princess who can be worthy of him, not her. Moreover, she was already 10 years older than him. When he rules the world, I'm afraid she no longer has a young and beautiful face.

In that way, can he still be remembered, can he still be liked? Qing'er had no confidence, she cried. The bead with the broken thread slid down his cheek and fell to the grass. The way she hugged her knees, she was so weak at this moment.