"Qianhong, there is a document from Xianyang. Zhao general Li Mu is no longer alive. General Wang Jian is attacking Zhao in a big way. In the autumn, the three armies will gather in Handan and successfully destroy Zhao."
Tianshui City, the land of Longxi.
After its completion, after recent years of development, it has been on the right track. Everything is progressing in an orderly manner. Under the gradual control of the two counties in Hexi, there are more and more merchants coming and going.
Not to mention, there are many important roads and are extremely convenient. Judging from the monthly tax statistics in Tianshui City, the upward trend is extremely obvious. At the same time, more market towns and villages are gradually appearing next to Tianshui City and Tianshui Lake.
Sitting leisurely in the pavilion, although it is still a bit cold here in Longxi, but... It doesn't matter to Zhou Qing. After reading the document in his hand, he handed it to Bai Qianhong who came slowly from a distance.
He took the tea cup from Xue Ji beside him and took a sip, recalling the information in the document. Finally... the strongest fortress was broken from the inside, and Li Mu entered Handan without making any sound.
According to the investigation by Qin's spies, Li Mu was ordered to go to Handan to discuss with King Zhao the strategy of attacking Qin. In the palace hall, he was directly beheaded by Guo Kai's swordsmen and axemen. The famous general of the generation was no longer alive.
Although Zhou Qing was a pity for him, the general trend was such that Li Mu wanted to reverse the general trend, but he was blocking the cart with his hands and did not overestimate his own capabilities. Once Li Mu died, there would be no one in the entire Zhao country who could truly compete with Wang Jian.
According to the progress of Li Xin, Yang Duan and the two armies, Daijun and most of the area south of Handan should have been captured by this time. Zhou Qing on Taizijia's side has also secretly moved on to the Korean Wave chess piece.
It's time to use it.
Over the course of time, Prince Jia Ke left a lot of hidden dangers.
In this way, the overall situation of Zhao State is determined, and things here in Longxi have long been settled. Therefore, in terms of documents, Zhou Qing can make his own decision, whether he can return to Xianyang or continue to stay in Tianshui City.
Zhou Qing was not in a hurry.
Putting the warm jade tea cup in her hand on the table, she watched Xue Ji's white hands holding her body with good strength. She lay down on the soft couch next to her and waited for Qian Hong's response.
"Li Mu!"
"It's a pity that he has been stationed on the border of Zhao for more than thirty years, fighting against the Xiongnu, and he has made great achievements. He went south several times to fight against Qin, and he won great victories without losing a single one. Unexpectedly, he is now buried in a dirty court.
superior."
"Sir, do you want to return to Xianyang soon?"
Wearing an elegant light pink dress, with a bun in a ponytail, long waterfall-like hair hanging down around her neck, a jade belt around her waist, a cape, long boots, and a document in her hands.
After dozens of breaths, he sighed.
The reason why General Wang Jian was blocked by Zhao State in front of the Taihang Mountains was not because he was unable to defeat Zhao with force, but because... his purpose was different. If Li Mu still existed, even if the Qin army traversed Zhao State, there would still be a strong counterattack
power.
But now... Li Mu is gone, and with Guo Kai, the entire Zhao Kingdom will have no resistance at all. If Guo Kai continues to appease them, peace will be settled faster.
Therefore, as your Excellency has said, in autumn, the Qin army can destroy Zhao in one battle, otherwise, it will take much longer.
When Korea was destroyed, it took ten years from one year to the next.
It took almost two years to destroy Zhao.
In addition, in addition to the document, it also mentioned the matter of whether the Lord should continue to stay in Longxi. Bai Qian's red face flashed with a smile, somewhat understanding of the Lord's intention.
"There is no rush to return to Xianyang after you have settled the affairs of the Tianshui Chamber of Commerce."
"It's just something about Chu State, I'm afraid you need to go there in person."
"With the help of Xiong Han's power, Ning Chu caused hundreds of thousands of troops to wreak havoc on the river. In the Dongting area, the old clan suffered heavy losses. It will be impossible to return to their original appearance within two or three years."
"So, next, Xiong Han doesn't need to do much, and... there are many people, and the matter should be dealt with."
Xiong Han, Li Yuan and others in the Jiangnan area, now I have the Gale Legion in my hands, plus the original Zhuang clan and the Baiyue remnants, their strength is actually not weak, and they have indeed taken root in Jiangnan.
I'm afraid it will become a problem for them in the future.
Therefore, some people should also come down, and some things should also require sitting down.
Qianhong should understand this.
"Qianhong understands."
Bai Qianhong is unparalleled in intelligence and naturally understands the master's intention. With the current situation in Chu State, Xiong Han's existence is no longer necessary, and the same is true for Li Yuan, which is why they retain their names.
This is to win over the resistance of the old clans in Chu to Fu Chu, but... north of the river, as expected, those resistance forces will be defeated by Fu Chu, and Xiang Yan will eliminate them one by one.
"Sir, after the Tianshui Chamber of Commerce opened up its trade routes, many foreigners from the Western Regions came, and many people from the Buddha Sect came to preach. In recent days..., there have been quite a few conflicts in the merchant area of Nancheng."
"What should I do?"
Immediately, Bai Qianhong placed the document in her hand on the bill and mentioned some things in Tianshui City.
Although the matter is not big, it is... it involves a lot, and my lord is still serious about opening up the Western Regions. As expected, being strict will make the countries in the Western Regions hostile. If it is not strict, I am afraid it will harm the Qin people themselves.
"Everything...just follow the laws of the Qin Dynasty. You should be arrested and killed!"
"Preachers of the Buddha Sect who want to preach must have a document issued by the government to preach and travel. Otherwise, it will be regarded as a heretical doctrine and should be destroyed and burned."
Zhou Qing heard this. In recent days, spiritual awareness has spread throughout Tianshui City. There are indeed many rangers and strong men appearing. Naturally, people from the Buddha Sect are among them, and there are also many at the level of gods.
If you want to preach, you will not stop yourself. Taoism and law come from the same origin, but...everything must be done according to the rules.
"yes."
Bai Qianhong nodded in response.
"Sir, Qianhong has another unkind invitation."
He bowed and bowed, moved his hands, his beautiful white and red eyes flashed with mysterious light, thinking about something else, he took a small step forward and said another word.
"There is nothing you can't do."
Zhou Qing shook his head and smiled. Qianhong was one of his own. If there was any unkind request, it might be a bit troublesome, but... Zhu Xia was so big that there weren't many people who could trouble him.
"After Qianhong stepped half way through the entrance, she felt that her progress was a little slow. Although there were adults who talked about it,... she still lacked a lot."
"Qianhong's way is rooted in the Guigu Valley and controls the world. Therefore, when Qianhong wants to go south to the river, please follow Qianhong into the Guigu Valley and think of what you have gained."
As he spoke, purple mysterious light flashed all over his body, and inside, the yin and yang Dao rhyme flickered, and a very majestic force of heaven and earth flowed, flickering and disappearing. Although he didn't take action often, his strength still existed.
If you want to step into the mysterious entrance as soon as possible, you must have the support of the principle of the same origin, and among all the Xia, the only one who can do this is Guigu.
More than a hundred years ago, after the death of our ancestor Pang Juan, the descendants only knew about the existence of Ghost Valley based on the handwritten notes, but did not actually enter to see it. Now, I have the strength and qualifications to enter.
Having an adult by your side makes you more stable.
"Ghost Valley!"
"Can."
Zhou Qing nodded again, this matter is nothing more than a trivial matter.
Speaking of which, every time Gui Guzi disappeared, he ignored the ordinary people of the Xia, but... the year before last, Gui Guzi suddenly appeared in the palace of the King of Chu and defeated Cang Quan with one palm.
"Thank you, sir."
A smile appeared on Bai Qianhong's face, and she returned to Guigu again. What she did was naturally the Guigu way, but... it also proved to all the Guiguzi there that the Guigu way... could also be carried forward in her own hands.
The humiliation that our ancestors suffered when other nations were fighting for hegemony back then will be repaid with their own hands.
Qi State!
Your Excellency has promised yourself that if it is destroyed by the sun, you will be in charge of a large army!
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"It's time to eat."
Xianyang Palace, deep in Yongxiang.
The prison deep on the third floor underground is dark all day long, except for the dim light from the torches.
Inside a pig iron prison that was more than ten feet in diameter, Zhao Gao was in ragged clothes and bound by iron chains. His hair was messy and scattered around his head, and his whole body exuded an extremely unpleasant smell.
Every day, there were very few sounds in the three underground prisons. Apart from the supply of one meal a day, it was impossible to eat more, and it was impossible to get good food.
It was just the leftover leftovers from Shangshifang, without a trace of oil or water. In the dark depths of the prison, thatch piled up, and very deep, there was the messy sound of rats biting.
Suddenly, a burst of orderly footsteps came, familiar footsteps came, and the figure deep in the prison moved. He raised his head and looked outside the prison. There... there were two people holding lunch boxes and taking today's food.
Bring food over.
"It smells really bad here. Every time I come here, it's extremely cold."
Before two men in palace uniforms approached the prison, one was holding a lunch box and the other was holding a key. According to convention, in the three-story underground prison, those who must be killed must die.
They also knew the identity of the person inside. It was Zhao Gao, the Shaofu Ling whom the king had trusted so much before. He had been jailed in Yongxiang for several months because of a serious crime.
Just wait for a while, pull it out and cut it everywhere.
For such a person, the two of them are really familiar with each other.
"Zhao Gao, it's time to eat."
Using the torch next to him, someone shouted casually.
Immediately, the door of the prison was opened and the lunch box was put inside.
"What are you doing to trouble yourself? You are already a dying person. If you are suffering like this, it is better to die early. Zhao Gao, is he still alive?"
When the other palace slave saw this, he smiled slightly. He couldn't hear the sound inside the dark prison, and there was no other movement coming out. He probably had his last breath left, so he immediately picked up the lunch box beside him.
Without directly opening the prison door, he picked up the cold steamed buns in the lunch box with one hand and threw it into the depths of the prison. He looked at the half bowl of warm soup in the lunch box, thought about it, picked it up directly, turned the bowl sideways, and threw it into the prison.
It is put into it through the gap in the railing.
Didi didi...
Most of the already scarce warm soup water drained away, leaving only a mouthful of turbid soup water at the bottom of the bowl.
"Let's go quickly, it's too cold here."
Now, there is no need to open the door of the prison, which is very convenient. Anyway, eating too much for a dying person is also a waste. If the laws of Daqin had not come first, and Zhao Gaozhen died in the prison before him, they would also be responsible.
"Let's go."
At this point, the other palace slave was helpless, but it was indeed convenient. Feeling the extremely cold atmosphere here, he left quickly.
The footsteps quickly faded away.
The entire three-story underground prison once again returned to a different kind of silence.
Looking at the steamed bun a foot away in front of him, and then at a bit of soup beside the prison railing, Zhao Gao moved his body with difficulty as his hands and feet were chained.
After months of this, all the energy and energy in his body had been exhausted. If he hadn't held on to the last glimmer of hope, he would no longer be what he is today. Although the iron chain was heavy, as long as he didn't die, there was still hope for everything.
After more than ten breaths, Zhao Gao, holding the cold and hard steamed bun in his hand, bit hard, chewed, and swallowed it. Although the taste..., no, there was no taste.
Cough cough cough...
Suddenly, an extremely hard bun stuck in his throat, and a series of painful coughing sounds were heard. Zhao Gao, who was already sore all over, felt his body become more painful.
He stared into the distance with his eyes without a trace, and by the light of the torch, he saw that the bowl of soup was still there. Immediately, holding the steamed bun in one hand, he moved his body towards the railing with difficulty again.
As long as you don't die now, there is still hope for everything. If the king doesn't kill himself now, it means that he still has some old feelings in his heart.
And... that was the day of my own transformation.
When you get out of Yongxiang, everything will still have a chance.
It's just..., after half a stick of incense, Zhao Gao moved with all his strength and was able to move to two feet behind the bowl of soup, out of reach of the bowl of soup that had completely cooled down at this moment.
One hand stretched out as hard as possible, trying to get closer.
One leg tried its best to reach out and get closer.
…
After all, I still couldn't hold the bowl of soup in front of me.
I don't know how much time has passed.
The chained figure lay helplessly on the dark and damp ground, with half of the steamed bun in his hand still uneaten. In the soup bowl not far away, a mouthful of turbid soup became colder and colder.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Zhao Gao, who was in a shallow coma, breathed. He seemed to smell the aroma of meat or the smell of fine wine. Could it be that he was dreaming?
Shaking his head and smiling bitterly, he returned to his previous state.
But... after getting familiar with it, I felt a little strange. The aura became stronger and stronger, and it was right next to me, and... my consciousness told me that... it was not a dream.
Suddenly, his head suddenly lifted up, and the dark void in front of him suddenly became brighter. As he looked, a steaming fat sheep's leg suddenly appeared in front of him, and next to it was a small jar of unsealed wine.
"……,Who are you?"
His eyes flickered, and he moved to the figure next to those two things. He was clad in black and covered by a cloak. He was tall and tall. He just stood in the prison. He didn't know when the prison was opened.
"Do you... want to live or die?"
The man in black stood quietly in front of Zhao Gao, looking down, looking at Zhao Gao who was in a state of embarrassment and dying, and spoke calmly but with a different meaning.
"Who are you……?"
Zhao Gao's voice was a little louder, and he struggled to sit up. Deep in his eyes, he realized that this man in black... was able to come here silently, open the prison door, and bring such a thing.
Is it your friend?
No, I don’t have any friends. I have been in the palace for many years and have been waiting by the king’s side. How can I have any friends!
Is it your own enemy?
The enemy won't do this.
But...who is this person?
"Didn't Ningxiang Beauty mention me to you?"
The man in black smiled softly and did not announce his home address.