I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 36
Early the next morning, after traveling through the valley, we arrived at a large stretch of grassland.

There are few people here, and it is a wild place far away from rich civilization.

Baitao rode a horse and looked into the distance, and saw the ravines and cliffs covered by weeds.

She said to Jing Ke who was leading her the horse rope: "After walking here, you will be in Zhao State within [-] miles. Jing Ke, don't you want to go to Yan State, so let's say goodbye."

Jing Ke walked like a shooting star, rustling in the boundless grass waves.

Wen Yan said, "Okay, Shanshui has its own day to meet, let's say goodbye here."

With that said, he handed the horse rope to her hand.

Baitao took it, and returned the Jiuli Pot, which could not be reached by palm, from the lapel of his shirt, "You belong to the family of the demon catcher, right? This should be a treasure you have inherited from generation to generation, so I will return it to you."

Jing Ke lowered his eyes, and his tone was dark and difficult to understand: "This is not a treasure, it is a shackle. Now that I am reborn after death, I can be considered free."

He hooked his lips loosely and said, "I gave it to you, you can take it."

Baitao: "."

Give the goblin a demon refining pot, but there really is him.

Seeing her slightly dazed expression, Jing Ke said: "It was originally owned by Chi You, the chief of the Jiuli tribe. It can not only refine demons, but also has a strange space inside, which can create everything and destroy everything.

"...But these are all legends." He paused, "The human race and the monster race have declined generation after generation, and no matter how good the magic weapon is, it can't exert its original effect. You can explore it yourself, and leave."

"and many more."

Baitao blocked his tall and straight back.

She got off her horse and handed him the reins, "As the old saying goes, throw me a peach and give me Qiongyao. I've been in the secular world for seven or eight years, and I still understand the principle that a bandit's reward is always good. Since you gave this thing Give it to me, then I will give you this BMW."

Jing Ke was stunned: "Then you, don't you have no horse?"

"There are no more horses."

Baitao twirled the whip with her fingers, with a sly smile on her face, which was extremely bright, "Did you see a four-faced horse passing by just now?"

Jing Ke hesitated: "You mean elk?"

Baitao pulled out a green leaf from the corner of her clothes, imitating the method that brother Zheng taught her, and blew it on her lips: "Chirp—"

In the sea of ​​blue waves, a deer that looks like a deer is not a deer, a horse is not a horse, a donkey is not a donkey, and a cow is not a cow.

It was snow white all over, with long eyelashes and big wet eyes.

Still chewing the grass in his mouth, he ran towards Baitao and Jing Ke with his hooves up.

Jing Ke couldn't believe it: "This"

Baitao got off the horse and sat on the docile and pleasant elk. She raised her chin and said rather coquettishly, "I'm a goblin. Of course I can control creatures. Let's go, the last generation of sorcerers."

The blue hair is like a waterfall, and the fragrant cheeks are like snow.

The girl sitting on the elk is so breathtakingly beautiful, and it is the only color in the grass waves.

Although Jing Ke looked at skins like dirt, he couldn't hide his amazement at the moment: "Has anyone ever told you that there is something in you that is unique in this world?"

Baitao couldn't help asking: "What is it?"

"It's sincerity."

Jing Ke bent his lips and smiled, he stepped onto the horse, clamped the horse's belly hard, and passed her, "I will remember you, the most beautiful and sincere vixen in the world."

He rode Juechen like a sailboat breaking through the waves.

Looking at his disappearing back, Baitao asked doubtfully, "How could it be sincerity?"

Obviously she also has small thoughts and selfishness that cannot be said.

"You say, am I sincere?"

Baitao patted the elk below her. The elk's nostrils flared, and its antler-bearing head was tilted back, making an ethereal voice, as if whistling, "Yo-yo-yo."

The elk whistled all the way with Baitao on its back, and rushed to Zhao Guo HD while whistling.

I never thought that before she arrived at HD, the generals led by Ying Zheng had already arrived in Tunliu of Zhao State.

There is no suspense that the matter of the rebellion was a set fishing net.

And Chang'an Jun Chengjiao had to swallow his bitter fruit, and had to let his fate be manipulated by others.

Spears stood upright like a jungle, and soldiers' limbs were scattered all over the ground. Lord Chang'an was detained and knelt in front of Ying Zheng, and the counselors around him fell down one by one and scattered.

They all point to the fact that Lord Chang'an and Fan Yuqi are determined to go their own way, and have nothing to do with them.

Chang'an Juncheng Jiao had tears in his eyes and blood dripping from his heart. He didn't feel guilty or blamed. He looked at the vultures circling on the hills and the old Qin people who fell on the ground, and said empty-handedly.

"Brother Wang, I was wrong. I only know now that I was wrong, and you... you know everything."

Ying Zheng: "Yes."

"I can't hold up the banner of Qin State, I am a sinner of Qin State."

Ying Zheng rubbed his finger on the jade wrench, but did not speak.

Cheng Jiao lowered his head and took off the soldier talisman and jade pendant on his body. Tears dripped down the bloody ground.

He wailed, "The matter has come to this, the traitor Cheng Jiao pleaded guilty and executed, and please ask the King of Qin to spare the guilty minister's mother."

Ying Zheng: "Okay."

"What about you? Brother Wang?" Chang Jiao suddenly raised his head and looked straight at him, "Will you raise the banner of the Qin State? Will the court of the Qin State be named Ying in the future?"

As he spoke, without waiting for Ying Zheng to answer, he suddenly got up and rushed to the upright Sensen spear. After the muffled sound of flesh and blood, Chang'an Jun Chengjiao hanged himself in Tunliu.

Beside the burning bonfire, half of the person's face was illuminated like a bloody Rakshasa.

A group of Qin soldiers witnessed everything, and then sighed, "It's absurd, it's absurd."

Ying Zheng said, "Let's bury him generously."

"Yes! Your Majesty."

Ying Zheng stepped over the messy corpses and looked at the kneeling group of remorseful Tunliu rebels.

A few of the rebels knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, this matter was instigated by Fan Yuqi alone. It has nothing to do with the last general. The last general is just desperate. His Highness Cheng Jiao forced the minister to rebel. The minister really had to On the contrary."

"It's not as bad as the family, so please spare the family, such as the humble servants."

"Your Majesty! I implore Your Majesty to fight and kill, and let the family of the humble ranks go!"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "When you mobilized all the ministries to roar and kill your fellow countrymen, you didn't do nothing like this. Now you all grit your teeth and vomit regret and hatred. Is it because they don't have parents and sisters? The land of Qin State How could the world raise such cowards like you?"

Every word is like a carving knife.

The generals fell silent for a moment.

Coercion is true, burning smoke is true, and cannibalism is also true.

It is also true that they were able to become generals in Tunliu with the blood of countless compatriots on their hands.

Now that the army has been defeated like a mountain, they look at the corpses of these former comrades-in-arms, and they can no longer justify themselves.

Ying Zheng passed by with a sword in his hand: "Everyone involved in this matter will be killed regardless. Family members will be exiled to Lintao, and they will never be able to return to their hometowns."

As soon as these words came out, the rebellious rebels turned pale and dead.

However, a soldier beside Ying Zheng hesitated and said, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to act like this. We'd better wait until Prime Minister Lu to deal with it."

Ying Zheng said coldly, "You want to resist the king's order?"

The soldiers were waiting for overwhelming rebuttals, and the calm Wang Jian took the lead in expressing his opinion, "The king's order is the iron book Danjuan, and the minister obeys the order."

Another young general knelt down straight, "Obey!"

Ying Zheng looked at him. This young general shined brilliantly in the battle against Chengjiao. He was riding a bay red horse bravely and invincibly, and his body was scorching like fire. "What's your name?"

The young general wiped his face and said happily: "Return to your majesty, the last general Li Xin!"

Yingzheng's eyes flickered slightly: "He is a warrior of Daqin."

The young general was overjoyed, and the emperor's commendation is a great honor for the soldiers.

He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Wang Jian's statement, Li Xin's pandering, the rest of the people could not speak more, they could only silently drag the rebels to the concentration point to show off to the public.

For a time, blood flowed thousands of feet in Tunliu and the two nearby cities, and corpses were buried for hundreds of miles. The king's order was like a gust of wind, plundering tens of thousands of lives.

With the lights dimmed in panic, Ying Zheng strode into the main tent.

Although he was still a young man with a weak crown, no one dared to underestimate him. With a strong reputation, Ying Zheng faced a group of veteran Qin generals in the main account. He could judge the length of weapons, and he could even judge the strength of the military.

In a world of endless wars, the king's engulfing temperament and extraordinary insight are like a reassurance pill under pressure, making people follow and surrender from the bottom of their hearts.

When Shang talked about dawn, Ying Zheng came out of the main tent in good spirits.

Looking at the source of the cliff to the west, he didn't know what he was thinking with his hands behind his back. At this moment, Zhao Gao knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is guilty."

Before waiting for your lord to answer, Zhao Gao said nervously, "Your lord, little master Baitao disappeared, leaving only a letter."

He offers it with both hands.

"what."

Ying Zheng's handsome face was completely gloomy for an instant, and he couldn't look at it, "When did it happen, why did you come to report it now!"

He snatched the parchment with a snap.

The writing on it came into view impressively.

[Brother Zheng, I want to go out to play, you have to be well outside, I will be back soon, don't read it. 】

There is also a chubby plum blossom drawn next to it.

Ying Zheng was as stern as an iceberg, his pupils were ferocious and flashed with anger, "The widow asked you to send someone to follow her every step of the way, so you just do it! Let her slip away under the watchful eye of the guards!"

Zhao Gao tremblingly kowtowed and said, "Back to your majesty, this young master did not disturb the people in the palace, and went to find the water worker Zheng Guo. It took three or five days for Zheng Guo to send this letter. The slave thought that the young master is a governor. , and his kung fu foundation is not weak, it must have been just a moment of stubbornness, and he didn't dare to use it to disturb your lord, now that the dust has settled, this slave is... your lord, this slave has a heart for you!"

He snorted coldly, "Practicing lies, deceiving your majesty, and you say that you are a heart of Chicheng. If you hadn't been with the widow for the past few years, you would have already been killed."

Zhao Gao broke out in cold sweat, his lips moved: "Slave."

"Go out and get twenty army sticks."

Zhao Gao kowtowed, and escaped after the robbery, saying: "Thank you, my servant!"

And Zheng Guo.

Ying Zheng thought to himself, but after all, it is a hard-to-find hydraulic engineer. Qin Guo is still counting on him to build the country's canals, but he can't do anything.

He gritted his teeth, and there was nothing he could do about that naughty girl, he just had nowhere to vent his anger.

At this time, a bewildered young Li Xin bumped into him.

Lengtouqing knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, Fan Yuqi ran away, and the last general led his troops to chase him for a whole day, but he still didn't catch up with anyone. He only saw his armor in the steep and narrow place."

Yingzheng said slyly, "Run away? Then chase after him. If you don't see the dead, you have to see the corpse. Even if there is no ulna left, you have to dig three feet out of the ground!"

"."

What hate what hate.

Li Xin swallowed his saliva, knelt down and accepted the order: "The last general will not disgrace his life!"

(End of this chapter)