Faced with Ying Zheng's responsibility, Wang Jian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Your Majesty, the Nineteenth Prince's story is indeed wonderful and touching, but I'm really old and don't have so many thoughts.”
"Your Majesty, you can't be serious."
When he finished speaking, Wang Jian could not resist shooting a glance at Ying Chang 'an on the high platform.
"Sigh!"
"After hiding for so many years, I wanted to leave this world as an ordinary person.”
"In the end, you still can't do it?"
"This devilish brat, even if you don't pretend anymore and lay your cards on the table, can't you let this old master fill this cup himself?”
Wang Jian ridiculed in his heart.
Ying Changan was right.
The reason why he had sullied himself like this was to not make things difficult for Ying Zheng and his family, but also to make way for the ambitious young people in the world.
An old man who had climbed to the highest point and seen the best scenery in the world should be content.
It's lonely at the top.
No matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers were, it was not the way home.
Wang Jian never expected this.
After spending so much effort and hiding it for so many years, it was finally exposed by a devilish brat.
It's really fate.
Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian with a strange expression, as if he was saying,'Do I look like a fool to you?
Ying Chang 'an's brat, he almost ran over to point at your nose and say," Don't quibble. That's right, I'm talking about you!
If I still can't see through such a clear matter, I should abdicate as soon as possible.
"Old General, you have noble character and integrity.”
Li Si cupped his hands and bowed solemnly to Wang Jian.
"This…"
Wang Jian's entire person was numb. He did not pretend to be old anymore. He stood up nimbly and said,"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, you're going to kill this old man.”
"Of course, Old General."
Ying Zheng replied straightforwardly.
“……”
Wang Jian opened his mouth and was somewhat speechless.
However, he quickly let go.
In any case, he would be heading to Lingnan soon.
Even if I have to risk my life, I will make Lingnan part of my Central Plains!
Wang Jian secretly made up his mind.
……
On the other side of the platform.
Upon hearing this, Wu Meiniang could not help but glance at Di Renjie beside her.
Fatty Di, who was listening with great interest, immediately noticed it. He said with a smile,"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I won't sully myself.”
"You better not."
Wu Meiniang's red lips parted slightly, and a cold and stern voice followed.
"I don't want the world to scold me for not being able to tolerate my teacher.”
she murmured softly.
Upon hearing this, Di Renjie's lips quivered, and an inexplicable warmth rose in his heart.
Ever since he heard the Nineteenth Prince's book, His Majesty seemed to have changed.
Di Renjie looked at Ying Changan on the high platform and smiled in relief.
It seemed that this trip to Great Qin was not a mistake.
……
The crisp voice of a child echoed in everyone's ears again.
Ying Changan, who was sitting at the edge of the high platform, swayed his fair and tender short legs like a cute little baby playing around.
"The old general did it."
"He chose to defile himself, for Great Qin, for his family, for those ambitious young people, and for the King of Qin who treated him with all his heart.”
"Just like that, more than ten years passed.”
"The long river of time has slowly flowed, polishing the old general's past achievements to no longer be so brilliant.”
"But there will always be someone who remembers him."
"I don't know when, but the old general seemed to realize that his time was coming.”
"He still has one last wish, which is to help Great Qin-no, it should be to help all of China-to piece together the final piece of territory.”
"That place is called Lingnan."
"Lingnan is sparsely populated, with high mountains and steep ridges. Smoke and miasma are everywhere, and snakes, insects, rats, and ants are even more powerful than rats.”
"However, the Great Qin War God's judgment is far more than that.”
"Lingnan is deep inside Great Qin. Even though it is covered in smoke and countless snakes and insects, it has a lot of fertile land, delicious food, and inexhaustible resources.”
"In order to allow Lingnan to merge into China, to allow Great Qin to truly unify the country, and to allow the King of Qin to become a true emperor for all eternity.”
"The old general resolutely led 200,000 soldiers to Lingnan to live with the locals. He led them to reclaim the land and brought them civilization.”
"But the weather is unpredictable."
"The old general, who was already very old, was unfortunately infected with miasma after three years of deep cultivation in Lingnan. He eventually died in a foreign land.”
"The moment the old general died, heaven and earth mourned together, and all eternity was desolate.”
"From Lingnan to the capital of the Great Qin Empire, it stretches for thousands of miles.”
"Countless people stood on both sides of the road. They wore mourning clothes and looked at the old general's coffin.”
"The white sails covered the vast forest, and the cries drowned the rumbling carriages.”
"In order to protect China and Great Qin, the old general has given his life to bring peace to the world.”
"Yes, there are such people in every era.”
"They risked their lives for the sake of the billions of people behind them, their homes and families.”
"The empress was like this in the past, and the old general is like this today.”
"There's no such thing as a peaceful time. It's just that someone is carrying the burden for us.”
"Perhaps it was at this moment, or perhaps it was thousands of years ago.”
"They did not care about life and death, nor did they care about being cursed. They only cared about their ideals and beliefs, and only wanted to protect this world.”
"If it's for the sake of the country's life and death, how can we avoid it because of misfortune?”
……
The sun was setting.
The sky outside Xianyang was dyed red.
A few wild geese lined up in a row and flew leisurely into the distance.
The vast world was silent.
Hundreds of thousands of people in Xianyang City raised their heads and looked ahead like statues.
They seemed to see that scene in front of their eyes.
On the narrow path between the mountains, the endless white barbarians were like a long dragon.
The Underworld Coins made of Xuan paper were scattered all over the world like a heavy snowfall.
It was so cold that it chilled one to the bone.
"Damn it! Where's the wine? Hurry up and give me wine. I won't go home until I'm drunk today!”
"There's no such thing as a peaceful time. It's just that there are people carrying the burden for us. Sob, sob, sob.”
"Why is the wind so strong today? The sand has gotten into my eyes.”
"Where is the wind? It's clearly your tears, okay?"
"I really don't dare to listen anymore. His Highness 'story was too much of a waste of tears and wine. I'm really afraid that I'll go bankrupt in the future.”
After an unknown amount of time.
Gradually, some people came to their senses.
When they came back to their senses, they realized that they were already in tears.
The old general's story did not have many golden spears and iron horses, nor did it have much blood boiling.
Like a slowly flowing stream, it moistened everyone's dry heart.
He was like an old man who silently protected Great Qin. He did not care about benefits or fame, and he only hoped that Great Qin would become better and better.
Such a person was respectable, admirable, and even more lamentable.
……
On the hunting ground.
Unknowingly, Ying Zheng had already stood up.
The wide sleeves of his robe swayed wildly due to his imperial aura.
Anyone could see how restless he was at this moment.
"Old General, is sacrificing your life for the country your purpose in going to Lingnan?”
Ying Zheng stared at Wang Jian with his burning eyes as he asked word by word.
Wang Jian sighed dejectedly.
"Sigh, this old man has calculated everything, but in the end, I was actually schemed against by a little child.”
Wang Jian indeed wanted to consolidate China and make Lingnan part of Great Qin's territory.
Thousands of years later.
Great Qin's descendants would live on that piece of land.
They would be like blooming flowers, charming and charming.
They would be like the rising sun, full of vigor.
This was Wang Jian's last wish in his life.
But as for whether he would die there, who knew.
Wang Jian glanced at Ying Changan on the high platform and was completely speechless.
"This little brat really knows how to find trouble for me.”
He smiled bitterly to himself.
"Father, I'll go to Lingnan!"
Wang Ben was already in tears.
Regardless of whether Ying Changan's story was true or false, even if there was a sliver of possibility, he would never let his old father put himself in danger.
Moreover, he had to be careful.
Lingnan was indeed a smoky land, and the living environment was extremely harsh.
Even the young and strong young ones might not be able to survive.
Not to mention Wang Jian, who was already over seventy years old.
"Brat, what has it got to do with you? Are you out of your mind? Prince Nineteen was just making up a story, and you believe it?”
Wang Jian's face suddenly turned cold as he glared at his own son.
"Old General, this trip is indeed dangerous. Please think twice.”
Li Si quickly comforted her.
"Prime minister, my son is not sensible. Do you believe in a child's story?”
Wang Jian was numb.
Today was for this matter.
Everything was ready, but in the end, Chang 'an appeared out of nowhere.
Who was he going to reason with?
"No!"
Ying Zheng said decisively,""I won't allow you to go!"
"Li Si, pass down my decree. Old General Wang Jian is not allowed to take even half a step out of Xianyang City. Otherwise, it will be disobeying the decree and disloyalty!”
After saying that.
Ying Zheng did not even give Wang Jian a chance to explain, as he turned around and walked away.
"Hey, Your Majesty!"
Wang Jian was so anxious that he stomped his feet. He pointed at Ying Chang 'an not far away with a trembling hand and said in exasperation,"Aiya, this devilish brat, why is he making fun of this old man when he can't tell any story?”
"This old man is already so old. It's not easy to accomplish something.”
Seeing Wang Jian jumping around anxiously like an old child, Li Si couldn't help but blush.
"Hahaha, big brother, you are known as the Great Qin War God, and you have never missed out on anything. I didn't expect that you would fall at the hands of the Nineteenth Prince today. Do you think it's heaven's will?"
"I say, Prime Minister, you're still teasing this old master at a time like this. Hurry up and help me persuade His Majesty. Nothing would happen to him if he went to Lingnan.”
Wang Jian looked at Li Si with a burning gaze.
Li Si smiled and waved his hand." Forget it. If anything were to happen to you, even if I, the Prime Minister of Great Qin, jumped into the Yellow River, it wouldn't be enough to apologize to the world."”
After saying that, he also broke into a run and followed closely behind Ying Zheng.
Wang Ben grinned, patted Wang Jian's shoulder and said,"Hehehe, Dad, just stay at home and enjoy your retirement. He was already so old, yet he still made people worry.”
After teasing his father, Wang Ben ran away.
"You brat!"
Wang Jian was fuming with anger.
After a long time.
He turned his head and looked at Ying Changan on the high platform, smiling freely.
"This old man once said that a person like Your Majesty would never appear in the past, and will never appear in the future.”
"It seems like I was wrong today."
"Great Qin has a bright future!"
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