I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 11

Zhao Palace.

There are many lights and shadows inside, and there is a lot of people outside.

In the dark snowy night, kneeling officials and retainers were full of kneeling officials. They shouted outside the hall for a long time, until they became hoarse in the end.

It was as if crying out with blood, telling Zhao Wang not to kill Zhao Zheng, and begging him to take back his life.

Old Zhao was a fierce person. In just one afternoon, at least a dozen people were killed outside the hall. The servants all prepared wooden stretchers at the back to watch for the spot to carry the corpses.

There were frequent remonstrances outside, and King Zhao was pacing back and forth in the bedroom.

He's gutted now.

Why can't he think about killing Qin's proton, Zhao Zheng?What was he thinking when he gave the order?
King Zhao didn't understand.

It's been a long time since I felt like my intestines were turning green.

Zhao Wang looked up at the relief on the top, thinking that the last time was the Battle of Changping, when he decided to abandon Lian Po and reuse Zhao Kuo who was talking on paper.

That battle was heroic. Not only was Zhao Guo defeated miserably, but also more than 40 young and strong were killed by the enemy Bai Qi.

More than 40 Zhao Guoqing
What does this mean to Zhao people?What is your concept of Zhao Guo?
How many Zhao people's fathers, how many Zhao people's sons, and how many Zhao people's husbands, the whole country is in grief, and mourning is everywhere.Even the migratory birds migrating over the Zhao country are crying endlessly.

Just because he was eager to win, he planted Qin's alienation plan.

Zhao Kuo, who was arrogant and underestimated the enemy, was allowed to play, which caused this tragic situation.

If it weren't for so much glory and wealth to enjoy, King Zhao would have bumped into a pillar long ago.

But after this battle, he can be regarded as recognizing himself.

Those virtuous ministers who pointed at the king's spine and scolded, they spit at a foolish king and scolded them so that their faces were red.Don't those faint kings know whether they are faint or not?

Not necessarily, Zhao Wang is a very self-aware and stupid king.

Sitting in this position, without strong ability, is the greatest stupidity.

Now the Seven Kingdoms are fighting for hegemony, the situation is changing, and the times have created countless heroes.

Of course, some people can't get up when the time is right.His own father, King Zhao Wuling, is so handsome, reforms and reforms have developed Zhao's strength unprecedentedly, even Qin, the country of tigers and wolves, can't stand it.

This is a real hero.

As a result, the good country was handed over to his son, and he began to collapse.

This is real shit.

Zhao Wang stretched out his hand to cover his face.

Shame on people.

He simply saw the facts clearly, and he was not obsessed with making a name for himself. After all, it wasn't that kind of material, so it would be useless to cut it any more.He now advocates reusing Lian Po and recuperating.

And put the fire of Zhao Guo's restoration on his prince Zhao Yan.

His son has a square face, looks like him, and has a personality like him, and he has been smart since he was a child.

In addition to being a bit lecherous, but lecherous is nothing, which real hero is not a bit lecherous?

But recently, I don't know what kind of demon has been possessed, and I even fell in love with a HD prostitute, Lin Mei'er.

It's fine if it's fancy, he is a father and not a mother, and he can't even take care of his son's bed curtains.But I didn't expect to ask that prostitute to be the prince's wife, that is, the future queen.

Zhao Wang was expressionless at the time, and ordered someone to close the door of the palace, and kicked his foot angrily.

He is only in his 30s now, in his thirties.It's still possible to beat a turtle.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yan fell in love with him, and went on a hunger strike after returning home.To say that the will is really firm, the next report is that the prince has lost a few laps, and it seems that he is about to die.

Zhao Wang was so angry that all he could do was feel sorry for him, so if he thought about it carefully, he would forget it.

After all, how much youth does a woman have, maybe she will get tired of it after a few years, so she can't see it for a while, just like he fell into the magic obstacle of wanting to make contributions.

This son is just like him.

But he fell into the war and couldn't get up, so his son couldn't fall into a woman's arms and couldn't get up, right?

Zhao Wang still felt that his son would definitely have a great future in the future, so he probably wouldn't be so nasty.

So he relaxed and agreed.

Zhao Yan, that kid, happily told him about his future grand plans and dominance, and when it comes to saliva splashing on his face, no matter how much he can't drive him away.

Thinking of his impassioned appearance, King Zhao felt much better.

After thinking about it for a few times, King Zhao figured it out. Although he didn't know why he wanted to kill the protons of Qin, he made a mistake, even if he was the king, he had to make up for it even if he lost his face.

Once Qin's proton dies, there is no doubt that the confrontation between Qin and Zhao will be broken again.

When the time comes to really fight, Zhao Guo has only suffered a disastrous defeat for not many years now, either it will be swallowed up by Qin State, or it will lose both sides with Qin State, and be swallowed up by other eyeing enemies.

King Zhao raised his sleeve and blew his nose.

"Chi Chi--"

He was ready to go out to take back the king's order after blowing, but he felt something was wrong as soon as he took one foot.

All the servants in the hall went out, and no one added firewood to the stove, which caused the temperature to drop a lot suddenly.But Zhao Wang seemed to feel that every pore on his body was covered with snow, and Mao Lizi climbed up his neck from his back.

No no no.

It is impossible for him to understand such a simple truth.

Zhao Wang shivered.

Then why did he still agree and write the king's letter himself? What happened during the day?
At this moment, the door of the palace opened.

The eunuch outside the palace ran in ignoring the king's order, and said anxiously: "It's not good, king, it's not good! The white fairy who turned the stone into gold turned all the gold into stone overnight. Your Majesty, go quickly!" Let's see!"

In the blink of an eye, something seemed to flash through King Zhao's mind.

The sorcerer Bai Xianren, he found himself in the morning, when he was reading the document presented by Prince Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan said that he would send Zhao Zheng, the protégé of the Qin State, to the borderlands of the war, and hang him out when he was fighting with the enemy country, so as to show the might of the Zhao State and prevent other countries from invading.

What shit.

He threw the document out after reading it, but he didn't know when Bai Xianren quietly appeared next to him and asked him, "King Zhao, do you hate Qin people?"

Hate, why not hate.

Zhao people and Qin people are eternal enemies for generations.

"hatred."

He said a word of hate at the time, and then he didn't remember anything.

Zhao Wang felt more and more frightened.

Could it be that this is a spy of the enemy country, and he wants Zhao to perish?

Now King Zhao couldn't care about anything, he quickly grabbed the eunuch, but he didn't expect to sit on the ground with limp knees, he yelled hysterically: "Go! Go! Go and take back the king's order. Zhao Zheng can't kill him, absolutely can't kill him, kill him!" Once it’s gone, it’s gone! Zhao Guo is gone, and this king is gone too!”

"Zhao Zheng cannot be killed."

The light and fluttering tone came out from the eunuch's thin lips, as if he had changed, he raised his head.

It was like drawing paper thrown into clear water, and the thick ink faded away, and his silver hair was covered with gratuitous evil, "Then I will kill you, so that I can give way to your good son sooner."

"Pfft."

The dagger sank into the flesh.

Zhao Wang opened his eyes wide and fell heavily on the jade steps. It was obvious that he was stabbed in the chest, but black blood rushed out of his eye sockets, and the black blood gushed out from his nose, mouth corners and even ear holes within a moment. , became a blood man.

The smell of blood filled the hall.

Enduring.

Dead remonstrance, death remonstrance, courtiers also remonstrated their king to death.

*
After almost ten days of sleepless nights, Baitao followed Zhao Zheng and Zhao Ji's group and finally escaped from the border of Zhao State.

Over the past few days, officers and soldiers from all directions have been chasing and intercepting, with open guns and dark arrows like locusts attacking the cover, whips, shouts, and waving desperately, and the horse-drawn carriages are almost falling apart.

Either on the run, or on the way.

Even if you go to the village and spend Zhao money to buy some dry food and meat, and some cotton cloth, that time is just a short respite, and if you want to talk about rest, you dare not rest at all.

After tossing and tossing for half a month, no matter how hard my body is, I can't stand it.

Needless to say, Zhao Ji's hair was disheveled, her face was as pale as paper, and she was so skinny that she was thin to the bone.

Zhao Zheng's sharp jaw line looked even more obvious, and he leaned against the wall of the carriage with the sleeping Baitao in his arms.

Zhao Zheng closed his eyes and acted as a meat pad to make Baitao, who was sleeping in his arms, feel better.

Even though he was still haggard from being tortured, there was no trace of pain and unbearable on his face.

"Well--"

The girl in her arms groaned, and her long and curly eyelashes parted like butterfly wings.

"Zhao Zheng."

Her voice was delicate and thin, as if soaked in warm water.

Zhao Zheng: "I am here."

Baitao fell into intermittent coma when she came out of King Zhao's Palace. This kind of coma was not uncomfortable, but it was not driven by her consciousness.

It was as if the monster power that was swimming and colliding on his body turned into bursts of bubbles that wanted to come out of his body, but they burst apart the moment they emerged.

It goes on and on like this, condensed and then broken, and broken and then condensed.

She also woke up and fell into a coma from time to time.

However, the days of being in a coma are always longer. When she woke up for a short time, she heard the sound of various swords clashing. Zhao Zheng held her tightly in his arms and said softly not to be afraid.

In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of vixen.

She has been fearless since she was a child, but she is far away from death and does not understand the meaning of death.

But now her brother has sealed her acupuncture points, she is only a thin line away from death, she may die, she should be afraid.

But Baitao leaned against his chest, listening to his beating heart.

So fresh and powerful.

She felt that she was not afraid of anything. Mortals are so weak and small, but they can always create miracles, the miracle of coming out of death.

"What a bastard, I haven't slept for three days, the goddamn Zhao Bing is gone, Hu Bing is here, what a fucking asshole!"

A man's vulgar roar came from outside the carriage.

Another humanely said: "General, I'm afraid it's freezing in the south. Hu Bing really couldn't find food, so he went south to the Yinshan grassland to plunder everywhere. This is a barren road for us. This Hu Bing is good at chasing, riding and shooting. And looting never leaves anyone alive, General, this is about to catch up! Please make a quick decision!"

"His grandma's."

The general jumped out with a mouthful of rough words, obviously in an extremely bad mood, "I crawled out of the death pit in the Battle of Changping, and I'm afraid he's a savage! Brothers, put your heads on the waistbands of your trousers, we Fight to the death!"

"Yes! General!"

The sound outside was like a bell ringing.

Another old voice said: "It is impossible, you must not be so reckless, Zhao Guoxue's barbarians 'hu suits riding and shooting' Xing's army, the barbarian's plundering skills on horseback are beyond compare If you catch up, you will bite off a big piece of meat. This is still thousands of miles away from Qin, and the danger behind is unknown. We lost more than half of it. If the loss is here, general, you must not fight recklessly. what!"

The general made strange noises from his lungs, and finally compromised: "Everyone abandon the car! Run to the southwest!"

Zhao Zheng in the carriage pricked up his ears and listened.

He was alert enough, almost halfway through that old voice, he stuffed the bag of dried meat in the carriage into his arms, and hugged Baitao tightly.

"boom--"

The carriage sank.

It turned out that the general of the Qin Army who spoke just now—Fan Yuqi got in.

He is the general sent by Marquis Wenxin Lv Buwei to take Zhao Zheng back to his country. He planned to use a lot of money to redeem him, but he had no choice but to stay in the post station to make amends when Zhao Wangshi opened his mouth.

Hu Feng's wine shop is charming, and he is also fond of wine and meat, so he wiped out the ransom within a few days.

Just when he was about to lose his head because of bad business, he suddenly heard the news that the son and the dignitaries were being persecuted and asked him to wait for someone outside the palace.

No one was sending the letter, so Fan Yujue could only seize this opportunity, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The escape was hasty this time, and he led a group of dead men not only to fight, but also to avoid the route.

Falling asleep is just a matter of lightly tapping the eyelids, and you have to continue to die in the blink of an eye.

After many days of exhaustion, Fan Yuqi's eyes were dark and sunken, and the bulging eyeballs contained indifference and cruelty.

He twitched his cheeks, drawing the scar on half of his face, and aimed at the white peach protected by Zhao Zheng: "If you want to see your father who is on the throne and enjoy the inexhaustible glory and wealth, take her give it to me."

(End of this chapter)