Riding on the wind, Zhou Qing and Yun Shu had just entered the realm of Guanzhong. They were swept up by endless sorrow and were quickly overwhelmed.
"this……."
"My lord, the Marquis of Wucheng, Wang Jian, died of illness, and the people of the old Qin Dynasty mourned a lot!"
Standing in the air, overlooking the main road under the Guanzhong boundary and the city in the distance, his spiritual sense spread to the extreme. Yun Shu was filled with emotions and emotions.
Wang Jian!
He is the most famous general in the Qin Dynasty since Wu'an Jun Bai Qi decades ago. Some people say that Wang Jian is not as good as Wu'an Jun Bai Qi.
Because Wu'an Jun Baiqi used his troops, he never suffered a defeat in his life. He was sure to win every battle and conquer every attack. When his troops were sent out, all the countries in Shandong were frightened and frightened.
Often, as soon as the troops are sent out, all the countries will surrender their cities!
But Wuchenghou Wang Jian was much inferior. He had many failures and losses in his life, so he was not as good as Wuan Lord Baiqi.
Some people also say that Wuchenghou Wang Jian was even more powerful than Wu'an Lord Bai Qi decades ago, because Wu'an Lord Bai Qi fought all his life, and although he was sure to win every battle and conquer every attack, he never conquered or destroyed any Shandong country.
However, Wuchenghou Wang Jian led 400,000 soldiers from the Lantian Battalion out of Hangu Pass to attack Zhao and destroy Zhao, and attack Yan to destroy Yan. Unless his son Wang Bi requested it, it would be a matter of time for Wei to do so.
Then the Chu Kingdom will be destroyed!
Indeed, if Wuchenghou Wangjian has always been the leader of the army, the Qi State will also be attacked and destroyed by Wuchenghou Wangjian.
That is the power of one person to wipe out all the countries in Shandong!
What is his achievement?
…
…
There was a lot of discussion about all these things, and Zhou Qing also heard about it, but did not pay attention to it. The comparison between Bai Qi, the Lord of Wu'an, and Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wu Cheng, should serve as a link between the past and the future.
The Qin Dynasty was able to unify the world, and it was all the result of the emperor's brother.
It is the iron-blooded struggle of generations of old Qin people since the ancestors of Xiaogong that led to the magnificent empire today!
"Wang Jian!"
"Since the late King Zhaoxiang, he has been the mainstay of the army!"
"Become the pillar of the country!"
"Now that he has died of illness, it will be Qin's loss!"
"Zhu Xia's loss!"
Zhou Qing let out a long sigh.
Wang Jian's men were top notch in terms of strategy and bravery. Since he came down from the mountain, although he had many military exploits, he was... far inferior to Wang Jian.
"Let's go, let's go to Xianyang first!"
Wherever Lingjue went, all the old Qin people in Guanzhong spontaneously paid their respects.
On both sides of the avenue, not far away, are the incense tables of the old Qin people, with long white cloth sails floating in the air.
On top of the long sail, there are large black characters written on it that are very sad to hear.
"The Great Wall is here!"
"The pillar is broken!"
"..."
Zhou Qing sighed even more when he saw this.
"Master!"
"Wuchenghou Wang Jian has gone, will it have any impact on the current situation in Zhuxia?"
The closer we get to Xianyang, the more people from the Qin Dynasty spontaneously pay homage to him. Some people from the Qin Dynasty even spontaneously go to Pinyang, shouting and mourning throughout Guanzhong.
With Yun Shu by my side, I also felt a lot of regrets.
Wuchenghou Wang Jian!
A true pillar of the country.
"Influence?"
"If anyone wants to die, you can move and watch."
Zhou Qing waved his hand.
Wang Jian's death may be a happy event for some people.
However, if you do anything, you will be risking your own life.
The royal brother will not allow that to happen.
The Qin Dynasty's millions and millions of soldiers would not allow that to happen.
Not long.
Travel to Xianyang.
The world between heaven and earth is even more vast.
In winter, Guanzhong is already cold.
Now, it is even more desolate.
White long banners and banners flooded the wide Zhengyang Avenue, and countless incense burners and offerings were piled in front of every house.
Many old Qin people were traveling on the main road between Pinyang and Xianyang, and the streets and alleys in Xianyang were filled with endless desolation.
"Sir, Your Majesty seems to be in Pinyang at the moment!"
Yun Shu's spiritual sense shrouded the people below all the time, and he got a lot of news.
"Pinyang!"
"Go to Pinyang!"
Zhou Qing sighed again.
Life and death are impermanent, but there is something extraordinary.
Some people are extraordinary after all.
Some people will eventually be remembered by the passage of time.
Some people, seemingly dead, actually live deep in everyone's hearts.
He nodded to Yun Shu and headed towards Pinyang.
…
…
The land of Pinyang.
Two hundred miles northeast of Xianyang.
As we went all the way, the road was more densely covered with sails and white cloth, the sound of crying was more abundant in the sky, and there were more and more people.
It seems that all the old Qin people in Guanzhong have gathered here.
"Master!"
"That's where Wang Jian's hometown is!"
Yun Shu had been collecting information. After a while, he raised his hand and pointed at one place.
Zhou Qing nodded.
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"Marquis of Wuzhen County!"
"..."
Nearing Pinyang, Zhou and Qing came down and walked on foot. Although there were more people here, they were much more orderly.
There are many Black Dragon Army guards here.
There are also some familiar soldiers.
Immediately, there was a series of respectful etiquette.
"No need to be polite, just do your job."
Continuing to walk towards the center of Pinyang at this moment, Zhou Qing looked at those people without saying anything. Although he was walking in steps, his speed was not slow. If he took one step, he would fall several feet behind him.
"The prince!"
The land of Pinyang.
The place granted by Wuchenghou Wang Jian.
It is not a prosperous place, but it is a stable and peaceful place.
Wang Jian's hometown is not in the county town of Pinyang, but in a wilderness where rivers converge, where a mansion was built many years ago.
We went all the way without encountering any obstacles.
The appearance of the Black Dragon Army here means that the emperor's brother has arrived. Let's continue towards our goal. The young ministers are also in front.
There are more familiar people.
"Meng Yi!"
"Where is your Majesty?"
The doctor ordered Meng Yi to lead some Black Dragon Army soldiers to maintain etiquette and order.
"I've seen the prince!"
"Marquis, Your Majesty is changing your clothes at the moment and wants to personally send Marquis Wu Cheng's coffin back to Xianyang. The coffin is located in the Ancestral Temple."
Meet the Marquis of Wuzhen County.
Meng Yi hurriedly saluted and then said quickly.
"Take me to see Wu Chenghou's coffin!"
Zhou Qing took a breath.
"Here!"
Meng Yi nodded.
Immediately, he led a group of soldiers in front and led Marquis Wuzhen to the central hall of the mansion, where... the coffin of Marquis Wucheng was placed.
His Majesty’s order!
Marquis Wu Cheng, the pillar of the country, should be regarded as a great ceremony for the whole country.
Pinyang is so small!
The memorial tablet of Marquis Wucheng should also be included in the Imperial Ancestral Temple. As for the place where the coffin is placed, there is already a holy place next to the Yongdu Forbidden City, right next to the National Protectorate Academy!
That place has been decreed by His Majesty as the resting place of the pillar of the country!
The day when Marquis Wu Cheng died was designated as the day of annual worship in the Protectorate Academy. In the future, the other Protectorate Pillars will also fall into it and receive sacrifices together.
In the Wu Temple, the form of Wu Chenghou has already entered!
"The prince!"
"The prince!"
"..."
Along the way, the central officials were also listed one by one, as were the generals in the army.
"Old General Mengwu, you must also take care of yourself."
After returning Meng Wu's salute, Zhou Qing said lightly.
Meng Wu seems to be much older now. The last time I saw Meng Wu, his long hair was still a little gray, but now it is more than eight layers thick like snow.
His face was more wrinkled, but his eyes were still bright, but... they contained a lot of sadness.
"The prince!"
"I'm old, Da Qin will still have to rely on these young people in the future."
Looking at the Wuzhen Commandery Marquis in front of him, who was much younger than his youngest son Meng Yi, Meng Wu let out a long sigh.