At the border of Zhao.
Black flags covered the sky, and the black square formation marched in unison.
The soldiers were crawling all over the ground like ants.
Huge battering rams and scaling ladders were following the army closely.
A white horse stood out in the black army formation.
On the horse was the God of Killing, Baiqi, who had slaughtered 450,000 people in the Battle of Changping.
This time, Qin sent him to lead the army to attack Zhao.
The meaning was self-evident.
Ever since Ying Zheng went missing, the war machine of the State of Qin had gone mad.
In just a few days, hundreds of thousands of troops had gathered and pressed in.
There were also countless young and strong people who had received the order to be recruited. They abandoned their farm work and rushed here from their hometowns to meet up.
All the soldiers, all the generals, and all the people seemed to have received the same order!
That was,
Destroy Zhao! Find the Crown Prince!
In the military camp, there was also an extremely noble carriage.
On the carriage was the minister of the Qin Kingdom, Lu Buwei.
For such a large military operation, it would be impossible without a high-ranking official to deploy logistics.
As the Minister of Qin, Lu Buwei was the best candidate for this task.
These few days of non-stop travel had made this country minister look tired.
He lifted a corner of the carriage curtain.
He looked at the sea of heads outside the carriage.
His heart was also surging.
This was the strongest army in the State of Qin!
This was also the strongest army in the world!
Invincible!
The Six Nations were afraid!
To be able to command thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield, no matter which man it was, they would feel their blood boiling!
The King of Qin summoned the world to find Ying Zheng.
This was already something that everyone knew.
But they didn't know why they were so impatient.
It was as if the king of Qin was going to die the next day and was waiting for the crown prince to ascend the throne.
However, this was the truth!
Ever since the urgent report from the Iron Eagle Guards was submitted two days ago.
When the King of Qin learned that the Crown Prince and Queen might have met with an accident, he vomited blood and fainted on the spot.
He was already ill.
As a powerful official, Lu Buwei could enter and leave the palace as he pleased.
He naturally knew.
Qin Wang's situation was actually worse than the rumors outside!
Right now, the palace was hanging by a thread!
He could die at any time!
Lu Buwei basically had the upper hand in the imperial court.
Back then, Qin Yiren was abandoned in Zhao as a hostage.
He had always been disliked.
It was Lu Buwei who had met him by chance in the State of Zhao. After talking to him, Yi Ren promised that as long as he ascended the throne of the King of Qin, he would give the position of Prime Minister to Lu Buwei.
At that time, Qin was attacking Handan, the capital of Zhao.
In order to take revenge on the King of Qin for killing their soldiers, the State of Zhao wanted to kill the Inhumans. In the end, Lu Buwei saved them and brought them back to the State of Qin.
After that, Lu Buwei spent thousands of gold coins to bribe the people around Lady Hua Yang, the favorite concubine of the Crown Prince of the State of Qin, and let them spread the news of the Inhumans.
In the end, under Lu Buwei's matchmaking, Yiren became Madam Hua Yang's stepson.
Coincidentally, King An died suddenly less than a year after he became the King of Qin.
The mutant ascended the throne as king.
Lu Buwei's status in the State of Qin was also tied to the King of Qin.
Now, the King of Qin was about to die.
Lu Buwei was equally anxious.
Although the current King of Qin did not have any other children, he still had a few brothers who had been eyeing the throne.
If they could not find Ying Zheng, the brother of the King of Qin would become the King of Qin.
Then the first one to be dealt with would be him, Lu Buwei!
He thought of the urgent report from the Iron Eagle Swordsman.
Lu Buwei couldn't help but frown.
We must find Ying Zheng!
Otherwise, he would also die without a doubt!
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Sun Huan watched as Ying Zheng kowtowed three times to him.
Satisfied, she helped him up.
From now on, she was his disciple.
Sun Huan only hoped that Ying Zheng could learn a little bit of what he knew.
"From now on, you will live in this City Lord's Estate.”
"Remember to clean the house for me when you wake up tomorrow morning. You have to clean the house both inside and outside.”
Ying Zheng was dumbfounded right after he finished his apprenticeship.
This was f * cking different from what they had agreed on!
How did you become his servant?
Was he really the Crown Prince?
Ying Zheng felt dizzy.
For the great cause of the Spring and Autumn Period, he had to endure it!
Ying Zheng went out without saying anything after paying his respects to his master.
"Look at you, you're just acting like a young master, and you're still showing off!”
Sun Huan looked at Ying Zheng's furious face.
He was also a little disappointed that he did not live up to his expectations.
Zhao Ji was also dumbfounded.
How long would City Lord Sun live?
Asking the Crown Prince to clean the tables and chairs, was there anyone more awesome than this?
Even if the king came up, it would probably not work.
He really didn't know what would happen when he went out in the future.
How many heads did this City Lord Sun have for Ying Zheng to chop off?
The next day, Sun Huan opened his eyes.
He opened the window and yawned.
In the hall, a young man was busy carrying a bucket around.
Sun Huan was delighted.
As expected, he was worth teaching.
He didn't expect her to be so stubborn, but when she was determined to do something, she was not hesitant at all.
Sun Huan could tell from this alone.
This little brat would be a talent in the future.
"Come, come, come. Don't be busy first.”
Sun Huan was in a good mood, so he directly brought Ying Zheng back.
"Brush your teeth first, then eat breakfast."
Perhaps it was because they had been fleeing these days that they did not care about cleaning.
As soon as Ying Zheng got close to Sun Huanxun, he almost vomited.
Ying Zheng put down the rag in his hand.
He was also hungry.
Sun Huan handed him a toothbrush, some salt, and a mint leaf.
These were all produced by Sun Cheng himself.
The mint leaves were all grown by himself.
A toothbrush was actually a soft branch.
As for salt, there happened to be a salt mine near Sun City, so they could just mine it directly.
For the past three years, Sun Huan had been brushing his teeth in this crude way.
He looked at the simple toothbrush and salt.
But Ying Zheng felt completely different.
"Salt?"
Ying Zheng licked it lightly.
It was too salty!
It was indeed salt!
Looking at the crystal that looked like white sand that Sun Huan handed to him, Ying Zheng was dumbfounded.
Now, there was pond salt, well salt, and sea salt.
Salt had been an important resource for the country since ancient times.
If a person ate without salt, they would have no strength.
Since ancient times, salt merchants had always been one of the wealthiest people in the country.
Well salt was not rare.
As early as the Zhou and Shang Dynasties, our country had the technology to mine mineral salt.
But was this well salt?
Ying Zheng had seen it before. The grains of well salt were as big as rice grains, and they were often condensed into fist-sized lumps!
What Sun Huan gave him was fine salt like fine sand.
It was precisely because of the limited purification technology in ancient times that the mineral salt extracted had many impurities.
The processing method of fine salt often required a large amount of manpower.
So he grinded it hard.
Ying Zheng had never expected that this tiny Sun Cheng would also use refined salt.
He looked at Sun Huan, who was used to it.
Could this be another piece of black technology?
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