The Yellow River in BC was not as rushing as in later generations, and it often changed its route due to mud and sand blockage.

This is also the main reason for the flooding of the Yellow River in ancient times.

In 246 BC, King Zheng of Qin presided over the construction of Qulai, Zheng State, irrigated farmland, resulting in a continuous increase in the population, thus defeating the six countries and unifying the world.

However, the Yellow River silt quickly blocked the Zheng Guo Canal until Emperor Shin-Emperor died, and it turned into a useless canal.

It can be seen from this that the Yellow River was a famous mud-sand river in BC. As a mud-sand river, it is definitely not as clear as the Yangtze River galaxy, which is as clear as a mirror.

However, the scenery along the Yellow River is still good.

After a sudden rain overnight, flocks of egrets and green-headed ducks playing in the water could be seen everywhere on the river bank.

There are even red-crowned cranes standing in the shallows.

"It's true that there are all kinds of shapes!" Zhao Kun, who left the Duhekou camp, stood on the boat, looked at the red-crowned cranes in the distance through the reeds in the water, and smiled: "It is said that those alchemists often say that the cranes are divine birds, and in the palace, they are in the palace.

Totem and the candlelights on the boat are all in shape of a crane, but this real living thing is much more vivid!"

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at a man behind him, and said with a smile: "What do you think? Ovary!"

"The so-called 'turtle and crane prolong life' is just a good saying, and of course it is not as lively as a lively thing." Zhang Liang looked at Zhao Kun with an expressionless face, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

After coming out of the hut, his thoughts were the same as Fan Zeng, who gave up assassinating the First Emperor and instead assassinating Li Anjun.

As a result, in the middle of the road, his people suddenly turned against him, subdued him to the ground, and then escorted him to Zhao Kun.

He hasn't figured out yet what happened. And Li Anjun is completely different from what he imagined.

"People often say that Zhang Zifang is resourceful and is a rare genius in the world. I am also well-known to you."

Zhao Kun looked at Zhang Liang with a smile, then nodded and praised: "I saw you today, it is indeed better to meet you than to be famous."

"If you want to see Zhang, why do you need such despicable means?" Zhang Liang struggled with the ropes of tying, glared at Zhao Kun and said, "Zhang is just an old minister of the devastated country!"

"Old minister of the country that was destroyed?"

Zhao Kun raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully: "Are you worthy?"

"Um?"

"Your father and ancestors have been Han Xiang for generations, but when did you, Zhang Zifang, become an official? At best, you are just a high-ranking official and a playboy!"

"you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang was furious, but he didn't know how to refute Zhao Kun, because Zhao Kun was telling the truth.

When South Korea was destroyed, he did not have any official position.

"What am I?"

Zhao Kun stepped forward and smiled and said, "Do you really don't like that kind of person with a prominent family background and such a young one?"

Zhang Liang: "…………” This ** boy is so annoying!

"Actually, I understand your mood. After all, when you were as old as me, you were also a person with prominent family background."

"snort!"

Zhang Liang snorted and retorted: "The Qin Emperor's tyranny has caused the world to suffer for a long time. It won't take long. You will be like me, your family will be destroyed!"

"Oh? Is that true?" Zhao Kun said with some hilariousness: "Are you so sure?"

"Although Li Anjun was successful at a young age, if he had no ability to turn the world, he would be a waste of water from a bamboo basket." Zhang Liang said with his eyes narrowed.

"It seems that you know a lot about the general trend of the world!"

Zhao Kun said that, and then suddenly asked: "Have you been to the Yishui Bridgehead?"

"Um?"

"Where are you there?"

Zhang Liang frowned, not understanding what Zhao Kun meant, but when he saw Zhao Kun showing bad face, he nodded and responded: "I've been there!"

"Since I have been there, I won't kill you." Zhao Kun said, waved his hands at the two black-robed warriors: "Let him loosen his ties."

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, thinking, and soon discovered something strange, and asked Zhao Kun tentatively: "Li Anjun knows my teacher?"

Zhao Kun smiled without comment, then looked up at the rolling Yellow River in the distance, and sang: "Don't you see the water of the Yellow River coming from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning."

"You haven't seen the bright mirror in the high hall sad with white hair, like black hair and snow in the evening."

After singing this, he walked to the table, picked up two glasses of wine, handed one to Zhang Liang, and held the other in his hand, and joked: "I have wine today, I am drunk now!"

Zhang Liang looked at Zhao Kun in amazement, but he didn't react for a moment.

He didn't expect that Zhao Kun would be so literary.

It is rumored that Li Anjun is extremely talented, but now he sees him, he is indeed extraordinary.

Although Zhang Liang was a "sage" who was both civil and military in history, he was a literati at heart.

What do literati rely on to cherish each other?

Talent!

Now seeing Zhao Kun is so talented, I can’t help but admire him.

A little lost in his mind.

Seeing Zhang Liang in a daze, Zhao Kun looked at him with a smile: "Are you afraid I will poison the wine?"

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, took the wine glass, and asked calmly: "If Li Anjun wants to kill Zhang, why should he use poison?"

After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

"Haha, I'm brave!"

Zhao Kun laughed loudly, picked up the wine and drank it all, then frowned and said to Zhang Liang: "Sir, I am worthy of being the one who assassinated my father by Bolangsha."

Hearing this, Zhang Liang's face suddenly changed, his eyes were circling around, looking for an opportunity to escape.

Seeing this, Zhao Kun was immediately happy: "Sir, don't waste your time. Although there are only a few of us on this building, there are countless imperial guards under the building, not to mention that the river is rolling, where are you escaping?"

As he said that, he picked up the wine pot and filled the glass with wine, saying, "Let's sit down and drink two drinks with peace of mind!"

Zhang Liang looked at Zhao Kun and then around. Seeing that he could not escape, he sat on the cushion and ate and drank without hesitation.

"How is it, how does Mr. Zhang think the dish taste?" Zhao Kun asked with his own drink.

"It's okay!"

Zhang Liang reached out and grabbed an elbow, bitten it while vaguely saying: "Li Anjun has been very busy inviting Zhang here. Could it be that he wants Zhang to surrender to you?"

"What does Mr. Zhang think?" Zhao Kun asked with a smile.

"I think?"

Zhang Liang hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Eat meat and drink, or kill or cut, but you can't join the house and leave a fight!"

"Oh? Why is this?"

"I am a Korean. Qin State destroyed South Korea, and the Zhang family was almost extinct. I am irreconcilable with the tyrant Qin. Of course, I will not surrender to the tyrant Qin!"

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Kun with a sarcastic expression: "Although your turbid wine is strong enough, Zhang is not confused yet!"

"What Mr. Zhang said is reasonable, but what does the tyrannical Qin have to do with me, Zhao Kun?"

Zhao Kun smiled and said, "I am a monarch of Qin, but it's only half a month. The tyrannical matter of Qin has nothing to do with me!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang was stunned and even the elbow in his mouth fell off.

What's the situation? This is?

I'm afraid this Li Anjun isn't crazy? He dares to say this!

It is understandable that he calls his country Feng Qin. He is the son of the First Emperor. He is the dignified Li Anjun. How could he call his country Feng Qin like a traitor?

Also, what is tyrannical Qin and has nothing to do with him?

Could it be that he thinks it didn't do it, it has nothing to do with him?

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang suddenly felt that he was not in enough mind.

But when Zhao Kun found a random spot, he smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, don't be surprised. Just like you said, the world has been suffering for a long time, and it won't take long. The Qin Dynasty will be in chaos!"

Bang-

The cup in Zhang Liang's hand fell off.

Damn!

Help!

This kid is crazy!

He...he actually cursed his country's destruction!

After calming down his emotions and calming his mind, Zhang Liang looked at Zhao Kun with a complicated expression and asked hesitantly: "Li An... Master, what's wrong with you arresting Zhang?"

"Actually, it's nothing big. I just want you to help me!" Zhao Kun said with a faint expression.

"Xiaobing?"
To be continued...