Donghai County, Xiapi County.
During the Warring States Period, King Wei of Qi granted Zou Ji the title of Marquis Cheng of Xiapi.
Therefore, it was called Xiapi.
"Zifang, Zifang, great news.”
A handsome young man was holding a bamboo scroll in his hand, concentrating on studying the contents of the bamboo scroll.
When he heard the voice, he raised his head unhurriedly.
"Oh, Cang Haijun, this isn't like you. What kind of news could make you so surprised?”
"Could it be? Is that old bastard Ying Zheng dead?"
At this moment, a man wearing a ceremonial crown and a long robe was panting as he held onto the door frame.
After he heard Zhang Liang's words, he looked at Zhang Liang in shock."
"Zifang, could it be that you already know?”
"What? Know what? You didn't say anything, so what do I know? Cang Haijun, don't speak in riddles.”
After a while, Cang Haijun finally calmed his breathing."
"It's about Ying Zheng's death.”
"Cough cough cough…Cang Haijun, are you kidding me? Old thief Ying Zheng is dead?"
Zhang Liang stood rooted to the ground and looked at Cang Haijun with a dumbfounded expression.
He was originally born in a noble family.
His grandfather, Zhang Kaidi, was the prime minister of the Han Country during the Warring States Period.
His father, Zhang Ping, was also the prime minister of Han Country.
It could be said that without Ying Zheng, Zhang Liang's family would be ranked at the top in the entire Land of the Nine Prefectures.
but... Ying Zheng destroyed the six dynasties and unified the Great Land.
As a result, Zhang Liang lost the opportunity to inherit his father's career and also lost his glorious status.
Therefore, he had the hatred of subjugation and destruction in his heart, and focused this hatred on the cause of anti-Qin.
Four months ago.
Zhang Liang heard that Ying Zheng was preparing to go to Mount Tai to offer sacrifices.
Thus, he headed east and arrived at the home of the anti-Qin fighter, Cang Haijun.
Together with Cang Haijun, they had come up with a plan to kill Ying Zheng.
A few days ago.
He made up his mind and hired a Hercules with his remaining wealth.
He also used the remaining money to build a 120-pound hammer for Hercules.
He was prepared to kill Ying Zheng on his way.
However, things did not go as he wished.
He had just hired a Hercules with money.
Cang Haijun actually said that Ying Zheng was already 'dead'…
The bamboo slip in Zhang Liang's hand slowly slid down. He asked in a slightly trembling voice,
"Cang Haijun, are you lying to me?”
Cang Haijun nodded seriously."
"Zifang, now this rumor is already known by everyone. Moreover, I also heard that Xiang Yan and the others have already begun to plot to overthrow the Qin Dynasty.”
Hiss...
Zhang Liang stood rooted to the ground, dumbstruck.
A moment later, he asked Cang Haijun with a long face,"
"Cang Haijun, can I return the 120-pound heavy hammer that I asked the village chief blacksmith to forge?”
Cang Haijun carefully took a step back."
"You can go and ask, but I suggest that you wear cloth armor. If Blacksmith Wang gets angry and knocks you to the ground, it won't be good.”
Zhang Liang's face was filled with a faint sadness.
A moment later, he looked to the west.
"Cang Haijun, I'm preparing to leave for Xianyang.”
"Hmm? Why did you go to Xianyang?"
"Seeing is believing. I want to go to Xianyang and see with my own eyes if that old thief Ying Zheng is really dead.”
After saying that, Zhang Liang revealed a firm and deep affection.
Cang Haijun wanted to say something but hesitated,"
"Then... Remember to bring the big hammer. After all, you used up all your money to forge it. It's fine to keep it as a souvenir.”
Zhang Liang picked up the bamboo slips from the ground with a dark face and returned to his room with his hands behind his back.
......
At this moment.
"How is it? Did you touch anything?"
Wang Ben shouted at the platform.
Qin Yi Zhang was about 2.31 meters.
The platform was over two hundred meters tall.
"Lord Marquis, I didn't. I didn't touch anything.”
A skinny soldier stood on the tottering platform and tried his best to reach forward.
Fortunately, this high platform was only used to increase the height and try to touch the immortal door. There was no other use.
Moreover, the soldiers who ascended the platform were the thinnest soldiers that had been carefully selected.
Otherwise…
The high platform would probably collapse after the soldier moved a few times.
Under the high platform.
Wang Jian and Feng Quji raised their heads and looked at the top of the high platform with all their might.
Because the platform was too high, and the two of them were quite old.
Therefore, Wang Ben was the only one who could lead the soldiers to locate the Gate of Heaven.
"Ben 'er, get that soldier to stand on tiptoe.”
Wang Jian patted Wang Ben's shoulder lightly.
Wang Ben quickly nodded and continued to shout,
"Soldiers above, try to stand on your toes. Yes, try to stretch your feet up next door.”
On the high platform.
The soldier slowly stood up, trembling.
"I can do it, I can definitely do it."
The soldier kept encouraging himself.
He was not sure if Wang Ben's words of encouragement or his promise of a high reward had motivated him.
The soldier stood up abruptly, stood on his tiptoes, and scooped up the fish.
In the end…There was nothing.
"Screech."
Suddenly, the cry of a crane came from the distant horizon.
The Gate of Heaven opened again.
The golden light emitted by the immortal gate instantly lit up half of the sky.
However, this sudden voice and the flickering golden light…
The soldier who was standing on his tiptoes was shocked.
"Ah…"
The soldier shouted and suddenly slipped.
He fell straight down from the high platform.
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