In 225 B.C., the King of Qin, Ying Zheng, sent General Li Xin to lead 200,000 troops to attack the State of Chu. In the second year, Ying Zheng once again used the old general Wang Jian to lead 600,000 troops to attack Chu…This should be the history that Jing Yu remembered.
Therefore, two years ago, he had made some small preparations to wait for the arrival of the 600,000 Qin soldiers. However, after a year had passed since the tiger was defeated, the King of Qin did not send Li Xin to attack Chu. If they waited another year, there would not be 600,000 Qin soldiers pressing down on the borders of Chu.
Although he wasn't looking forward to the arrival of the Qin army, such a huge deviation was no laughing matter. Did he remember wrongly, or was the history of this world different from the others? Jing Yu began to collect the history after the Qin King destroyed the six countries. As expected, he found some clues.
The most obvious one should be the Battle of Changping in 260 B.C., but it was during Ying Zheng's era. Moreover, it was ordered by Ying Zheng himself to kill 400,000 captives of the State of Zhao. That year was 228 B.C.
Jing Yu had replaced Xiang Shaoyu, and the biggest main mission he received was to break into Xianyang City and overthrow the rule of the Qin Dynasty. He felt that he had been a little obsessed with this recently. It was true that he had replaced Xiang Shaoyu, but he was also Long Jingyu. Other than being able to become the master of the plane, obtaining and conquering all kinds of beautiful and extraordinary women was his greatest interest.
Thinking about it, he realized that in the eight years since he entered this world, other than Qinger, who grew up with him, there were no other women... No, it should be said that he had never looked for other women. Although it was also related to his age, Jing Yu still felt that something was wrong.
Throwing down the bamboo slips related to Ying Zheng, Jing Yu walked to the table placed in the corner of the hall. There was a shelf on top of it, and a black longsword with a cold light was sleeping on it. It was about 120 centimeters long with the handle. The thickest part of the blade was about 2 centimeters, and the widest part was 8 centimeters. The cross-section was diamond-shaped.
On the blueprint that Jing Yu gave to Old General Xiang, the blade was smooth and flat. When the blacksmith forged the weapon for him, he carved some beautiful and domineering scales on the blade. After Jing Yu obtained it, he felt that those patterns were very much to his taste, so he kept them.
He gently stroked the blade and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. Holding the hilt, he easily lifted the 33-pound bladeless sword horizontally. He waved it back and forth twice, and a whistling sound rang out in the air. The tables and chairs not far away from him were affected by the sword's wind pressure and trembled.
"Young master, how can you use a sword in the house?”
At this moment, Qinger walked in with a tray and could not help but scold her. She had become more mature and beautiful in the past two years, and she had already developed the charm of a young woman.
It was the midsummer of August, so she was dressed in a relatively light outfit. A pink floral white tube top, two layers of white muslin wrapped around her exposed shoulders. It covered up a little, but it also had a faint and hazy seductive beauty. She wore a sky-blue pleated skirt that reached her calves and a pair of playful white boots.
Jing Yu stopped waving his sword and felt a fragrance assaulting his nose. He glanced at the tray and saw a copper bowl on it. She must have made some delicious soup for him. He smiled slightly and put the sword back. He walked to the long table where he usually ate and sat down cross-legged.
Qinger placed the tray on the table and placed the copper bowl in front of Jing Yu. Then, she looked at the sword and revealed a curious expression…She originally thought that Jing Yu's hands were itching to practice the sword for a while, but she didn't expect him to put it down so easily.
"Qing 'er, come with me on a long trip tomorrow, okay?”Jing Yu picked up the copper bowl and took a sip. The liquid that entered his mouth was smooth and cold, and it had the effect of cooling his thirst.
"Eh?" Qinger was stunned for a moment." Going far away? Where does Young Master want to go?”
"The Yan Country in the north."
Jing Yu finished the sweet soup in one gulp and placed the copper bowl on the table. Looking at Qinger who was covering her mouth, he smiled and winked at her." Let's go quietly. I'll leave a letter for them."”
"This, I'm afraid this is not appropriate."
Qinger felt like crying. Seeing the eager look on Young Master's face, she knew that he must have made up his mind. She knew that she couldn't persuade him at all, and neither could the others in the family. He could only pray that this journey would be safe and sound. As for Qinger's words, she was not trying to stop him, but to persuade him to bring more guards with him.
"I was planning to go alone…"
"Absolutely not!"
Before Jing Yu could finish his sentence, Qinger suddenly placed her hands on the table and looked down at him with courage.
"Young Master needs my care, he definitely needs it!”she said firmly, but there were tears of fear in her eyes. If she was abandoned by him just like that, it would be a fate worse than death.
"That's why I'm bringing you along."
Jing Yu held her hand and pulled her into his embrace." Good Qinger, don't cry. I still need you to give birth to my babies in the future."”
"Eh?" The topic suddenly jumped to this. Qinger, who was in Jing Yu's arms, started to squirm." Young Master, you're bad. I didn't promise to give you…give you…Aiya!”She covered her face, unable to say anything.
Jing Yu laughed proudly. Although his voice was still tender, the meaning contained in it was very experienced.
That night, Qinger did some packing. According to Jing Yu's request, he made two backpacks and put some money in them.
"Is this enough?"
Qinger is actually also a member of the Xiang Clan. However, unlike Jing Yu, this young master, he was just a branch family. She was able to take care of Jing Yu, this was also her limit. As someone who had been raised as a servant girl since she was young, she had never gone out so far as from the east of the river to the north.
"Yes, we'll talk about it when we need it on the way.”Jing Yu lay on the bed." There are some things that I'll let you know on the way…As a symbol of my trust in you, you can't let me down.”
Qinger was a little puzzled. She did not understand what he was talking about and only nodded.
At dawn the next day, Jing Yu carried his black sword on his back and left with Qinger, each carrying a luggage bag. The two of them rode out of the city and headed north on the official road…It was only after two days that the people of the Xiang clan realized that the young master had disappeared. At this time, Jing Yu and the other man had already entered the territory of Qi State.
At the end of the Warring States Period, regardless of whether it was Qin or Chu, the land of China was not as large as the later generations knew. Jing Yu went from the capital of Chu State to the Yan State through the Qi State. In fact, it was equivalent to going from the later generation's Anhui Province Province to the northern part of Hebei Province.
Unlike Jing Yu, Qinger's buttocks couldn't stand riding for half a day, so Jing Yu bought a carriage for her. He had also decided not to ride a horse and instead became a carriage driver…This had terrified Qinger for a long time. Even though she was tired, she insisted on sitting with him instead of resting in the car.
The two of them sat in what was supposed to be a cart seat, driving the carriage forward and admiring the scenery along the way…chatting and laughing was a good way to kill time and fatigue. However, the two of them were not familiar with the road. He didn't even know where he could stay, so he missed the night. As such, they found a waterside and parked the carriage in the wilderness, preparing to spend the night there.
What was lacking in this ancient era was no lack of wild game. Jing Yu threw a stone and killed two pheasants. Qinger was responsible for cleaning them up, while he was collecting the firewood needed for the night. After that, the two of them each picked one with a branch and roasted it over the fire.
"Young master, I'm afraid that I won't have the chance to travel alone with you again in this life, right?”
Amidst the crackling sounds of the fire, Qinger suddenly felt something. She had a premonition that she belonged to this boy, but that boy would definitely not belong to her. This was the difference in status, and it was also the sorrow that she began to feel when she became his only maid.
"If you want it, you can have it. It's not difficult.”Jing Yu smiled." In the future, when I unify the rivers and mountains, I will bring you to tour the land of the Nine Prefectures.”At this point, a heroic aura appeared on his body. With a wave of his hand, he had the boldness to point out the country, causing Qinger to be stunned.
The fat and tender pheasant that had been roasted by the fire for a long time dripped a drop of oil. The sizzling sound pulled Qinger back to her senses. She quickly turned the roast chicken to prevent it from being burnt. The color of her face couldn't be seen clearly under the light of the fire, but the trembling of the branch in her hand could tell what was going on in her heart.
Unifying the world and becoming the Son of Heaven…This was too far away from Qinger, and she did not know how to react. Or rather, she was frightened by Jing Yu's casual words.
Jing Yu saw this, but he did not comfort her. What he wanted to do could not be stopped. She had to get used to it as soon as possible. Otherwise, how could she be the closest person to him?
However, he did not expect Qinger to cry silently.
He wanted to be the emperor, so Qinger was willing to believe that he could succeed. However, even if he became the emperor, she was still a little maid. Even compared to his identity as a young master, he was extremely humble, let alone Tian Zi. The one who was worthy of him must be a noble princess, not her. Moreover, she was already 10 years older than him. When he unified the world, she would no longer have a young and beautiful face.
Would he still remember her and like her? Qinger was not confident and cried. The broken bead slid across her cheek and fell onto the grass. The way she hugged his knees made him look so weak at this moment.
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