Summer.

There was a thunderclap in the afternoon and the rainstorm poured.

This is an Laojun Temple outside Cijian Town. It stands on the hillside. Due to its long-term disrepair, it seems extremely swaying in the wind and rain.

At this moment, there was no one in the temple, only the mottled statue of Laojun looked ahead quietly.

"Quick! Quick!"

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and several men in helmets and armored rushed out of the dense rain curtain with their war horses and crashed into Laojun Temple.

"Damn it, this damn rain, just say it."

"That's right, I'm soaked."

The breath was a little calm, and the few people who were soaked all over were so embarrassed that they cursed in disappointment.

"Don't be impatient. Take the horse aside and don't hinder His Highness the King of Qin." At this time, a black-armored general with a face of charcoal and a stout bear buzzed.

He was holding a spear of eight feet in his hand and was as powerful as a god!

"Yes, General Yuchi." Several soldiers quickly stopped and led the horse to the side wing.

At this time, the Black Armor General turned his gaze to the temple gate.

There, there was a heroic young man with extraordinary golden armor standing. Although his clothes and armor were soaked, he still remained as a dragon and phoenix.

"Your Highness, are you okay?" General Black Armor stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"It's okay, it's a little rain." The young man in golden armor smiled faintly, wiped the rain on his face, and looked into the distance.

In the pouring rain, the green mountains are faintly vague and charming as picturesque!

"Jingde." Suddenly, the young man in golden armor called out.

"Your Highness." The black-armored general bowed slightly.

"Look," the young man with golden armor pointed to the distance and was full of spirits: "This country is like a painting, and there are so many heroes at the moment, but in the end, I don't know who will win!"

The Black Armor General grinned and said, "Your Highness, I don't care about anything else. I'll be sure to follow you in this life."

This crude product!

The young man in Jinjia laughed: "You, you are simple-minded. Then tell me, can we win this time when we beat Wang Shichong?"

The Black Armor General did not hesitate: "Your Highness, with your ability, you can beat that old dog and win with sure victory!"

The young man in Jinjia was not so optimistic: "One Wang Shichong is indeed not worth worrying about. Dou Jiande'er is the only one who is worried about!"

Wang and Dou are both heroes in the world. Once they join forces, it will be difficult to fight!

"I'm afraid of a bird!" The black-armored general looked fearless: "If Dou Jiande dares to come, he will kill him together for His Highness."

The young man in Jinjia was speechless, not knowing where this crude product got the confidence.

The black-armored general was very excited: "When I won this battle, I will write a letter to ask Your Highness to be the crown prince. Before going to war, did your Majesty say that if you can pacify Wang Shichong in this battle, your Highness should be the crown prince!"

"Stop talking!" The young man with golden armor changed his face and said sternly: "Don't talk nonsense."

The Black Armored General shut up his mouth aggrievedly. He was not afraid of heaven and earth in his life, but he was convinced by His Highness and did not dare to disobey.

The young man in Jinjia sighed in his heart: Being the prince? It’s not that easy! The eldest brother is the eldest son.

"Cough, cough!" At this moment, someone suddenly started to cough behind Laojun's statue.

"Who is it?" The Black Armor General was very alert. He immediately turned around, pointed the spear in his hand at Laojun's statue, and asked violently.

Several soldiers on the side immediately took action and stared at them.

When I first entered the temple, I saw that there was no one, so the few people were careless. I never expected that there was still someone hidden behind Laojun's statue.

Could it be the spy of Zheng's army? Thinking that the Zheng army's camp was approaching, the few people clenched the weapons without realizing it, with murderous aura on their faces.

"Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. You are your own people." After the statue of the mountain god, someone rushed out.

This man is young, handsome, not tall, a little thin, with a flattering smile on his face, and he is unarmed. He looks like a product that is not threatening at first glance.

However, his outfit is very strange:

Bald head without a bun (short hair), short clothes and shorts with arms exposed, legs (sports clothes) and a pair of weird shoes in black and white (Hongxing Erke).

His name is Xia Yu, 22 years old, and a student in the history department of Peking University.

Because graduation is about to be reached, he chose Li Shimin's project to conquer the two kings in one battle as his graduation thesis.

In order to write a good paper, he came to Cijian Town, Luoyang City for on-site inspection.

It was here that the first battle of Li Shimin's Eastern Expedition broke out.

However, as soon as he started walking, the weather changed. A heavy rain poured in, scaring him so much that he quickly found a place to shelter from the rain.

Who would have thought that as soon as he rushed to the gate of Laojun Temple, a flash of lightning struck him in the sky.

When he was in a daze, he was about to wake up and heard people coming from the temple, and there was another conversation that shocked him.

King of Qin!

General Yuchi!

Wang Shichong!

Dou Jiande!

Listening to this series of familiar names, Xia Yu, who was caught off guard, woke up in a violent cough.

"Monk?" The young man in golden armor looked at Xia Yu and spoke in surprise.

"..." Xia Yu rolled her eyes: What kind of look? You are a monk, and your whole family is a monk!

But he forgot that the ancients emphasized the importance of "body, hair, skin, and parents". His short hair was indeed easy to misunderstand.

"No. Are you the two of you the Highness of the King of Qin and General Yuchi Gong?"

"That's right." The young man in golden armor and the general in black armor looked at each other and nodded.

It was indeed Li Shimin and Yuchi Gong. I really traveled through time! I also traveled through time to the starting point of Li Shimin's Eastern Expedition!

Xia Yu, whose conjecture was confirmed, couldn't help but feel confused and in a trance.

This is normal. Who can’t be confused by the time traveling through time?

Seeing the strange man opposite, Li Shimin frowned slightly and suddenly remembered the conversation with Yuchi Gong just now, but it was not appropriate to spread it.

Thinking of this, his face turned cold and he said lightly: "Kill."

"No." Yuchi Gong did not hesitate, and instantly understood Li Shimin's intention. He twisted the spear in his hand and waited for action.

As for whether Xia Yu was wronged or not, they were not interested at all.

If a person is not cruel and cannot stand firm, there is no unjustly death in this chaotic world!

"Let's do it slowly. Is the King of Qin trying to kill a wise man?" Xia Yu woke up and shouted in a hurry. This ancient times was too chaotic. As wise as Li Shimin, he even took human life aside!

"Be careful and deed." When Li Shimin heard this, his eyes lit up and he quickly stopped Yuchi Gong.

Looking at the sharp giant spear that was paused, Xia Yu almost vented a sigh of fear.

If you want to poke this up, you must have two more transparent holes!

Fortunately, he studied history and knew that Li Shimin had a natural obsessive-compulsive disorder, which was to be thirsty for talent. In the late stage, there was no help!

Otherwise, he would be a little miserable if he appeared and ended.

"Are you a wise man?" Li Shimin looked at Xia Yu suspiciously, feeling that this guy was a bit different from the master in his impression.

Xia Yu was crazy about his mistakes. After all, he was a talented student from Peking University, so he made up lies in an instant.

In college, he had acted in drama and studied debate, and started acting calmly: "Can you hear about Guigu?"

"Of course, Mr. Guigu is a scholar of heaven and man, and he is a saint who has been planning for all ages. His disciples Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Pang Juan, Sun Bin, etc. are also heroes of the time!"

After all, Li Shimin is a hero of a generation. He came out of his mouth. Suddenly, his heart moved and said in a lost voice: "Sir, sir?"

Xia Yu tidied up his clothes and bowed solemnly: "Xia Yu, a disciple of Guigu, has seen His Highness the King of Qin."

How is that possible!?

Li Shimin and Yuchi Gong were both shocked and looked in disbelief.

Because since the end of Qin Dynasty, the shocked Guigu Gate disappeared and had not appeared in the world for hundreds of years.

Where did the so-called Guigu disciple come out in front of you?

"Your Highness, be careful of the liar." At this time, Yuchi Gong reminded coldly that although he was irritable and reckless, he was not a fool.

Li Shimin nodded and understood, staring at Xia Yu: "What proof do you have?"

Seeing Comrade Li Er with a suspicion, Xia Yu was not panicked.

A dignified emperor of the ages, he is naturally not such a fool. However, he has golden fingers and is not afraid of not being able to deal with you!

So, Xia Yu said with a masterful demeanor: "I am a sect in Guigu, and I am all-round, and astrological divination is one of them. I think your highness will have a great disaster today, and you will encounter Shan Xiongxin, the general of Zheng army. However, in the end, you will be in danger and escape safely."

"Accurate or not, Your Highness will try it."
To be continued...