In mid-September, inside and outside the tall and solid red-painted and blue-brick city walls, pedestrians were walking in a hurry. Groups of cleanly dressed men, led by men in rich robes, were pulling large and small wooden boxes.
As they hurried out of the city, these merchants and nobles were panting, their expressions were erratic, and they seemed to have a sense of urgency of impending disaster. They ignored the discomfort of the dust floating in the air mixed with the sweat on their skin, and seemed to be running away from the Guizhou leaders in coarse linen clothes.
Far from this place of despair...
At this time, less than two miles away from Xianyang Palace, the former Prime Minister's residence lived in the country's last owner, Ying Ziying's family.
On the tenth day after Ying Ziying ascended the throne as King of Qin, five days ago, Atom Ying's mansion used a trick to eliminate the traitor Zhao Gao.
In the luxurious "Cui Bamboo Pavilion" in the east courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion, bursts of sobbing and crying were heard at this moment...
"Master, wake up, Mr. Yu..."
"Yu'er, Yu'er!"
"Woooo..."
.....
"Huh!..." Ying Jingyu, who was lying on the Nuo Dahuang rosewood phoenix carving bed, was about to leave this world when his consciousness fell into darkness...
Suddenly, a strange force rushed into the depths of my mind, instantly bringing back the shattered consciousness.
Fusion!
Ying Jingyu shook his heavy eyelids a few times, slowly opened his eyes, and his blurred vision gradually came into focus.
"Where...where is this? Am I not dead?"
Ying Jing was confused in his heart, looking at the white patterned gauze tent above his head and the huge red painted wooden beams above, he heard bursts of sobs and sighs in his ears.
All feelings are so unreal and strange...
Ying Jing will be a soldier-level figure more than 2,000 years in the future, and he will be the top special forces soldier of that era.
Just when he and his teammates were on a mission, the undercover teammate who was bribed by a hostile force fired a cold gun in the back.
In his 20s, he was still unmarried and filial to his parents, so he was tricked into dying in a foreign country...
"I x your uncle, Liu Jiangcan!"
After Ying Jing regained consciousness, he cursed with great indignation. The traitor named Liu Jiangcan wanted to be torn alive.
Just after Ying Jingyu was shot by a convict in the future era, thanks to his excellent physical fitness, he immediately escaped with serious injuries.
During the battle with Liu Jiangshen, the traitor was accidentally shot and both sides ran out of bullets.
In the end, the two fought hand-to-hand with daggers, and Ying Jingyu was able to kill the big thief thanks to his more professional special warfare qualities.
It's just that he was also wounded by a gunshot. When he exhausted his last bit of strength, the enemy forces just happened to surround him...
When Ying Jingyu lost consciousness and his eyes were blurred, he miraculously saw Tengu eating the sun.
Suddenly, when Tengu was eclipsing the sun, a black light fell from the sky, wrapping Ying Jingyu and Liu Jiangshen who had just been killed, and then... completely lost consciousness.
"Liu Jiangcan! No matter where you are, as long as you are still alive, I will definitely beat you to pieces!"
With a volcanic mood, Ying Jingyu turned his head angrily and saw several men and women surrounding the bed.
"Master Yu, you finally woke up... Wuwu..."
"Yu'er, how do you feel?"
"Yu'er!"
.....
When Ying Jing saw clearly the pretty girl with flowers in the pear rain, holding her weak left hand beside the bed, she was shocked in her heart: So beautiful!
Standing next to the bed is a noble and elegant woman who still has charm. She has a slender figure and a straight face. She looks to be in her 30s.
Next to the beautiful woman is a tall, middle-aged man in a gorgeous black robe with a sad face.
After seeing clearly their melancholy expressions,
In an instant, an endless storm of information poured into Ying Jing's mind...
"ah!..."
A loud scream resounded throughout the room, frightening the middle-aged couple to rush forward and lie beside the bed.
"Physician, physician! Quick, quick!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" I saw three old men with white beards walking in quickly from the door carrying yellow wood medicine boxes.
After an imperial doctor checked Ying Jingyu's pulse, then rolled his eyelids, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He turned around and knelt down on the ground: "Congratulations to the king, congratulations to the queen. Mr. Yu is blessed with great fortune, and he can finally recover now."
Queen Han's Erliu hurriedly helped the imperial physician, and said thoughtfully: "Emperor Song, how is Yu'er and when will he recover?"
The Imperial Physician of the Song Dynasty leaned over and bowed: "Queen, Mr. Yu was injured on the head this time, which is the most fatal. The brain controls the mind. He was severely injured and had a near-death life. Even if he recovers, it may have an irreversible impact on the mind..."
Ying Ziying: "..."
"Your Majesty, Queen, the young master is in good health now. He only needs to rest for a period of time before he can return to normal."
"Song Qing, based on your calculations, how much damage will Yu'er's mind suffer after he recovers?"
After hearing this, the three imperial doctors hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."
"Tell me the truth, don't hide it!"
"Your Majesty, I don't dare to speculate on the misfortune of the young master. Before half a stick of incense, Mr. Yu really has no way to save him. Even if Bian Que is reincarnated, he will not be able to save him..."
The imperial physician of the Song Dynasty paused and continued: "But what I just noticed is that the young master's blood energy suddenly rebounded and his pulse became stronger. It seems that he is protected by gods. God bless the Qin Dynasty!"
"..."
"Father...father, king, mother, queen..."
A soft call interrupted everyone's conversation. Prince Qin and everyone hurriedly approached the bed.
"Father, can...can you help me sit up?"
Queen Han wiped away her tears and said with an unbearable expression: "Yu'er, the imperial doctor said you just..."
"I want to sit up!" Although Ying Jingyu's voice was soft, it contained determination and unquestionable
When King Qin ordered the maid to take a pair of soft pillows and place them against the bedside, she carefully pulled Ying Jingyu up and sat on the bed, leaning against her back.
Ying Jingyu closed his eyes and took a deep breath. During his brief coma, he had completely accepted the memory of the body owner, including experience, knowledge, emotions...
Ying Jingyu thought about the catechism. Although he survived the disaster, it is clear that the current Ying Jingyu is no longer the pure special forces soldier he was more than 2,000 years ago.
Because when I first saw the very familiar King Qin, I unconsciously had a special emotion. This emotion was the same as when I faced my parents more than 2,000 years later.
Thanks to my future self, I still have two sisters and brothers with good character... If I become martyrs, the country will also take more care of the families of martyrs...
Thinking of this, I finally let go of a huge stone in my heart
I was caught off guard and killed by a traitor. Although I was filled with anger, my biggest regret was that I could not fulfill my filial piety to my elderly parents...
Sigh... Since God allowed me to return to the Qin and Han Dynasties more than 2,000 years ago, is there some important mission?
"Ying Jingyu... Ying Jingyu... Ying Jingyu... Ying Jingyu... Why are the names the same? In that case, I still have to look forward. From now on, I will be Ying Jingyu!"
After Ying Jingyu calmed down, he took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes: "Father, how long has it been since I was seriously injured?"
Ying Ziying sighed slightly and calmed down: "Five days."
"What? It's been five days? Is it the tenth day since my father became king?"
Ying Ziying nodded, feeling a little better. After all, his son could still say such words after a serious head injury, which proved that it had little impact on his mind.
Ying Jingyu frowned and thought deeply, the situation in this dynasty he traveled through was simply a hellish start...
Ten days ago, when Ying Ziying had just ascended the throne as the third king of Qin, the treacherous eunuch Zhao Gaoquan took control of the entire Qin Empire.
Five days ago, Zhao Gao invited Ziying many times to enter Xianyang Palace and ascend the throne as King of Qin. However, Ziying knew that there would be no life after entering the palace, so he pretended to be ill.
Zhao Gao had no choice but to go to the mansion in person, falling into Zi Ying's plan
Under the careful arrangement of Ying Ziying and his 16-year-old son Ying Jingyu, they successfully killed Zhao Gao and his followers in one fell swoop.
But during the brawl, Ying Jingyu was hit in the head by the hammer weapon of Zhao Gaoyi's tough entourage, and passed out on the spot...
Although Zhao Gao was successfully killed, his forces were so entangled in the Qin State that they could not be eliminated even if they were dead.
The internal corruption is not the most deadly yet, but... the six external countries of Kanto are about to invade Guanzhong.
"Yu'er, Yu'er?"
Ying Jingyu's thoughts were brought back to reality by Ziying's shout, and his eyes gradually became clear.
"Father, how is the situation in Qin recently?"
Ziying was stunned and sighed deeply: "Although I am the king of Qin in name only, my real power has long been absent from the royal family. Although I killed Zhao Gao, the situation has not improved."
"What about the Six Kingdoms of Kanto, father?"
Ying Ziying paused and continued: "According to the latest information, after more than a year of annexation and conquest among the six countries, Chu Xiang is now the strongest force, and it is also the largest rebel force that has broken the backbone of our Great Qin."
"The other weaker force is the Peixian group in Chu, headed by Peigong Liu Bang. Although it is not as cunning as Chu Xiang, this force is as cunning as a fox. Our Qin army has repeatedly suffered losses in their hands. They are currently preparing to advance ahead of Chu Xiang.
I am afraid that in the Guanzhong area, I will pass through the border soon and directly kill our Xianyang capital..."
really!
After hearing this, Ying Jingyu's head hurt even more. He stretched out his slender right hand and touched his bandaged head, grimacing in pain for a moment.
Ziying stepped forward and said with concern: "Yu'er, please don't move. You just woke up. The imperial doctor said you won't be able to get out of bed until two days later. Now you are mainly focusing on meditation."
