In the twenty-sixth year of the Qin Dynasty, October 10th.
Xianyang City ushered in the most exciting and glorious day since its founding.
Tens of thousands of Qin people came from all over the country and gathered at Ba Shang.
There was a crowd of people, and the people of Qin all stood on tiptoe excitedly, looking to the west with expectant eyes.
"Three kings enter the court!"
"Nai Gong had seen the King of Han enter the court, and also saw the King of Zhao, King Wei and King of Chu being escorted, but he never thought that one day he would see the three kings enter the court at the same time. There are hundreds of scenes like this.
You can’t see it even once a year!”
"I heard that these three kings are the King of Qi, the Dai King and the King of Yan? But wasn't the Yan Kingdom destroyed long ago? Why did another King of Yan appear?"
Someone asked in confusion.
Someone from the side immediately replied: "The Kingdom of Yan was destroyed, but the King of Yan ran away. I heard that this old boy, the King of Yan, went to the Huns and led the Hu people southward to prevent our Qin army from conquering Dai. As a result,
They were captured together by General Zhao. Hahaha, General Zhao is so strong!"
"Of course, General Zhao is really a famous general in the world! The king of captives destroyed the country, how majestic and majestic it is!"
While all the Qin people were talking about it, someone pointed to the west and shouted excitedly: "Coming, coming!"
I saw a long dragon coming from far and near on the road west of Baqiao, heading towards Xianyang.
At the head were Qin army knights wearing black armor, holding their heads high and chests high, galloping on their horses.
They clear the way, each one with a proud face.
Behind Qin's cavalry was a gorgeous chariot running along the road.
Surrounded by iron cavalry, the young general on the chariot looked even more majestic and handsome.
Behind the chariot were tens of thousands of elite soldiers fighting in blood and fire.
They held their chests high and their heads high, in high spirits, armed with spears and halberds, escorting the monarchs of Qi, Dai and Yan, as well as numerous nobles, concubines, beauties, treasures and classics and other treasures from various countries, to Xianyang to offer victory.
The scene is vast and astonishing.
When this triumphant army arrived at the Overlord Bridge.
"It's General Zhao!"
"The King is victorious!"
"General Zhao is victorious!"
The Qin people gathered here on both sides of the Taiwan Strait all shouted excitedly, and their eyes fell on the young general on the chariot.
"General Zhao is really young, he is only twenty years old this year, right?"
"It's the Chinese New Year, General Zhao should be twenty-one. However, he led the army to conquer the country the year before last. Judging from this, he should not have been crowned."
"Huh... I have never heard of such a person in ancient times who destroyed two countries and accomplished such a great feat of destroying a country and robbing a king before even being crowned."
Countless people in Qin were amazed at Zhao Tuo's youth and the achievements he had made.
A big man with a beard beat his chest and said excitedly: "Wow! It's a shame that you are a man but not a woman. Otherwise, you must marry a heroic man like General Zhao."
"Shuzi wants to eat shit, but I heard that the king intends to let General Zhao Shang Princess!"
"Really or not, then wouldn't General Zhao become the king's son-in-law?"
Amidst countless discussions and admirations.
Zhao Tuo smiled and nodded slightly in response to the Qin people who called his name.
Every nod was met with cheers.
The chariot drove across the bridge.
Zhao Tuo looked towards Xianyang City in the distance.
This is probably the third time that a country has been destroyed and returned in triumph.
The first time was after Qin defeated Yan, he followed Li Xin on his triumphant return, and was pulled into a chariot by Li Xin, riding with him.
The second time was after destroying Chu, Wang Jian also asked him to get on the car and share the honor of destroying Chu.
But this time, it was Zhao Tuo who stood alone on the car, walking at the front of the team, accepting the cheers of the crowd, and enjoying the glory of destroying the country and the king alone.
Zhao Tuo's face was very calm, because he knew that this was just a new beginning.
Behind the general's chariot were Shejian, Heiyi, Zhongli Mei, Lu Wan, Li Shang, Li Shiqi, Wang Li and other generals.
Either by car or horseback, they also followed Zhao
The general marches ahead to enjoy the glory of destroying the country.
As for Meng Tian, Zhao Guang and other meritorious generals, they followed Tu Sui to stay in Qi, continuing to accumulate military merits, and will return when the migration is completed in the future.
After many Qin generals' chariots and horses passed by, the Qin people gathered here did not disperse, and their mood did not become depressed. Instead, they became more and more intense.
There are constant discussions and endless calls.
Because what follows is the highlight of the day.
Three kings enter the dynasty!
"My mother, isn't she the Three Kings? How come there are two jianren?"
"What a strange thing! One king is riding in a chariot and two kings are limping. This sight has never been seen before."
"The guy in the car is wearing purple clothes. I heard that Qi people like purple clothes, so he must be the King of Qi. So the two lame ones are King Yan and King Dai?"
"One is lame in the left leg and the other is lame in the right leg. How do they become lame together?"
Amidst all kinds of surprises and inquiries.
Dai Wang Jia and Yan Wang, who were walking lamely, flushed with shame.
They lowered their heads deeply, limped and walked forward slowly, not daring to raise their heads or face the humiliating words and mocking eyes of the Qin people.
In front of the two kings was a carriage moving slowly.
The carriage was simple and plain, with no decorations, and a fat man in purple with gray hair sat on it.
Compared with the shame of the two kings, Qi Wangjian's mood was a little different.
In fact, this was not the first time Qi Wangjian came to Xianyang.
In the tenth year of the Qin Dynasty, King Jian of Qi once entered the Qin State and paid homage to the King of Qin.
At that time, the King of Qin was very friendly to him. He even hosted a banquet with wine, entertained him warmly, and called him a friend.
Now that his whole country has surrendered, he has become a prisoner of the Qin army from the king of a country of ten thousand chariots. This originally made Qi Wangjian feel very humiliated and ashamed, and he was in a very low mood all the way.
Until he met the lame Yan Wangxi and Dai Wangjia in Puyang.
Some things are just afraid of comparison.
Especially when the Qin army entered the vicinity of Xianyang and prepared to make a triumphant return.
Zhao Tuo asked the two lame kings who were riding in the carriage to get out of the car and walk on foot to show respect to the King of Qin and to punish the two kings for colluding with the barbarians.
Then, the dramatic scene like today appeared.
Three kings entered the dynasty.
One king rides in a chariot, two kings limp.
This incident made Qi Wangjian feel a little proud.
We are all kings, but when I go to meet the King of Qin, I am riding in a car. I can barely qualify as entering the court.
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The difference in treatment was immediately apparent.
Qi Wangjian was even grateful in his heart for his decisiveness and speed in surrendering. He thought that if he really resisted the Qin army to the end, when the city was broken, he would probably end up like the two kings on foot.
This contrast made King Jian of Qi not even feel humiliated at this moment. When he heard the Qin people around him talking about the two lame kings behind him, a faint smile appeared on his lips.
Until he heard something.
"Isn't King Qi in the car also a jerk? Is it possible that General Zhao let him ride in the car because he was too fat to walk?"
Qi Wangjian's face turned red, and he stood up from the car in a flash, staring at the Qin people around him with wide eyes, as if he wanted to tell those Qin people that he, the King of Qi, was not a cripple.
At this time, in the midst of all kinds of humiliation.
The younger Dai Wangjia finally couldn't bear it any longer. He shouted to the sky and suddenly turned his head to look at Yan Wangxi who was also limping.
"Old man, it's you who made Gu collude with the barbarians, and it's you who kicked me out of the car! Without you, old man, Gu'an would have ended up in such a humiliating end! Gu'an will fight with you!"
Dai Wangjia burst into tears, shouted and rushed towards Yan Wangxi.
The two lame kings fought instantly. Dai Wangjia relied on his youth and strength to push Yan Wangxi to the ground, straddled him, and threw away his fists.
The head was beaten violently.
Yan Wangxi screamed, grabbing at Dai Wangjia's chest with both hands, and tore the clothes off Dai Wangjia's chest.
Wang Jian of Qi on the carriage looked back at the Prime Minister with disdain on his face.
The Qin soldiers responsible for the escort quickly stepped forward and pulled the two kings apart.
The dramatic scene of the two kings fighting made the Qin people around them excited.
Not even the beauties of Qi's concubines and numerous treasures and treasures at the rear could attract their attention.
Behind the crowd, on a carriage, Li You looked back and sighed softly.
"Three kings entering the dynasty are rare in the world."
He turned his head and looked north again, looking at the young general on the chariot in the distance who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd.
Li You was deeply saddened.
At this time, when a commotion broke out in the rear and was quickly quelled, Zhao Tuo, who was at the front of the team, also arrived outside the city.
Here stood all the important officials of the Qin Dynasty.
Prime Minister Wei Zhuang on the right, Prime Minister Wang Wan on the left, Yushi Feng Jie, Tingwei Li Si, Zhisu Neishi Wang Wu, Lord Lieutenant Zhao Hai, and many other officials from the state of Qin.
In front of these important ministers stood a handsome young man with a face like a crown jewel.
"Fusu, on the order of my father, I welcome General Zhao on his triumphant return!"
Young Master Fusu's voice was clear and clear, and together with numerous ministers and officials, they saluted Zhao Tuo.
The King of Qin was supreme in government, so it was impossible for him to welcome Zhao Tuo in person. He asked his eldest son to lead the ministers and officials out of the city to greet Zhao Tuo, which meant that he would replace his father with his son.
This kind of treatment was something that Wang Jian had not been able to enjoy even when he conquered Chu and returned triumphantly.
Zhao Tuo did not dare to ask for help, so he quickly got out of the car and returned the greeting to Fusu and the officials.
"General Zhao destroyed Qi, replaced the two countries, captured three kings and returned, helping Qin to unify the world. These great achievements are unparalleled in the world."
After the ceremony, Fusu smiled and praised.
"However, General Zhao destroyed the Hu Dynasty and defeated the Hu, defeated the Qi army of 300,000 men, surrendered to the King of Qi to secure the territory of Qi, captured the three kings and returned in triumph. This feat is also unmatched by the former King Wu'an."
The Prime Minister on the right said with a smile.
The other ministers also laughed and praised him, saying all kinds of good things.
Those words of praise made Zhao Tuo feel chills down his back.
Fortunately, he had his own belief in his heart and it was not affected.
Zhao Tuo quickly returned the courtesy and responded to all the ministers one by one.
"General Zhao, please come into the city."
Zhao Tuo once again stepped onto his chariot and slowly entered Xianyang City under the guidance of his son Fusu and many ministers.
In Xianyang City, both sides of the road were lined with excited Xianyang Qin people, all cheering for joy.
There were also warriors in full armor, singing passionate war songs to welcome the triumphal march of the meritorious soldiers.
The solemn and solemn sounds of bells and drums came from the Xianyang Palace on the north bank of the Weishui River.
Zhao Tuo stood in the car and looked up.
There seemed to be a tall figure standing on the wall of the towering palace in the distance.
Behind the palace wall, in the quiet depths of the palace, there seemed to be a beautiful lady waiting for her.