Chapter 120 Daqin's trump card
Wang Jian entered Beijing.
Looking at the vicissitudes of the city wall in front of him, the old general Wang with his white hair couldn't help but sigh.
After procrastinating all the way, we finally arrived. In fact, he was not afraid of the Huns, nor was it because of his age, but because he was afraid that his great achievements would shock his master and bring disaster to the Wang family.
"Fusu, I've met General Wang." A young voice pulled Wang Jian out of his thoughts.
"Your Majesty, Wang Jian, I would like to pay my respects to Mr. Fusu." Wang Jian quickly got off the carriage upon seeing this.
"Farewell, farewell, Fusu is young and cannot be treated as a senior general." Fusu quickly stepped forward to stop Wang Jian who was about to salute.
"The last general, Wang Ben, pays homage to the young master." At this time, a man walked out from behind Wang Jian. He was about forty years old, with a resolute look on his face, and he looked somewhat similar to Wang Jian.
"Marquis Tongwu, you're fine." Fusu said with a smile.
"Young Master has grown up." Wang Ben said happily.
Wang Ben had taught Fu Su the art of war many years ago in the palace, so the two had a good relationship.
"Please come into the city, my father has been waiting for a long time." Fusu said.
After hearing this, the two of them looked solemn and said quickly.
"Here."
After the accompanying personnel were settled, Fusu led the two of them towards the palace.
"Sir, I heard a lot of legends in Langya, related to Su Zi, are they true?" Wang Jian asked Fusu in the carriage.
When Fusu heard this, he said with a respectful expression on his face.
"Old General, it's true. Any legend related to him cannot be exaggerated. My father ate the fairy peach he gave me and is now much younger. He can be called a god." Fusu said.
"Oh, it's really unbelievable. Originally, I thought this person was another one like Yun Zhongjun. From this point of view, there really are people who transcend the world in this world." Wang Jian sighed.
After more than two years of separation, Wang Jian felt a sense of emotion when he returned to the familiar palace again. At this time, he was still in the dilemma of whether to accept or not.
"Woo..."
Musicians on both sides blew the horns, which was the greatest courtesy for an old general who was fighting on the battlefield.
Wang Jian and his son straightened their clothes and were about to go towards the palace hall, when Fusu suddenly reached out to stop them.
"Old general, my father is not here at the moment. He is in the royal mourning hall in the back mountain." Fusu said.
"What? The mourning hall?" Wang Jian was shocked.
He naturally knew the royal mourning hall, where the late emperor Tuogu was, even though nearly thirty years had passed, he still remembered it. No one is allowed to enter that place except members of the royal family.
"Yes, please come with me, both of you." Fusu nodded.
There is a forbidden area behind the palace. The forbidden area is a mountain. The mountain is not high, only about a hundred meters high. There is a black building built on the top of the mountain. Da Qin people like black, so the whole building is black and looks very gloomy. But if you know this Wherever it is, it won't be surprising.
The accompanying guards stopped at the foot of the mountain, and only Fusu and the other three continued walking up the mountain.
Soon the three of them arrived in front of the black building. They saw two black doors open, and the figure standing inside could be vaguely seen.
"Old general, my father only lets you in." Fusu said softly.
"Yes." Wang Jian nodded solemnly, and then stepped inside, while Fusu and Wang Ben knelt down respectfully outside.
After stepping into the main hall, the door behind you automatically closed. Candlelight flickered all around, illuminating the inside.
Yingzheng was seen standing in front of the altar table in the mourning hall. There were dozens of tablets arranged in a ladder shape from high to low.
"Your Majesty, Wang Jian, see you." Wang Jian knelt down and saluted ten meters away from Ying Zheng.
Then, without waiting for Ying Zheng to speak, he stood up again and shouted again.
"Wang Jian, pay homage to all the ancestors." After saying that, he kowtowed several times on the ground.
"Get up!" Ying Zheng said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Wang Jian raised his head and stood up slowly.
At this time, Ying Zheng finally turned around, revealing a much younger face.
"Your Majesty..." Wang Jian said in surprise. Although he already knew that the emperor became younger after taking Xiantao, Wang Jian was still very shocked when he saw it.
Then, feeling that it was rude to stare at Ying Zheng like this, Wang Jian quickly lowered his head, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
"The old general's demeanor remains the same," Ying Zheng said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, I am old." Wang Jian replied.
With a smile on his face, Ying Zheng walked up to Wang Jian, looked at him, who was now over sixty years old and had gray hair, and said.
"I know your thoughts, and I also know your worries."
When Wang Jian heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he was about to say something.
"Old general, I know all your worries and thoughts, and I am letting you come to Beijing now just to relieve your worries." Ying Zheng continued.
At this time, Wang Jian was extremely confused.
"Come with me." After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he crossed the altar table dedicated to the ancestors and walked towards the back.
Wang Jian hurriedly followed, only to see a different world behind him, and a stone door engraved with several dragon patterns appeared in front of him.
Ying Zheng stepped forward and pressed a tap on the top.
"Click." The thick stone door slowly opened.
Ying Zheng walked in, followed closely by Wang Jian.
I saw that there was a different world inside. Different from the black and simple mourning hall in front, there was actually a courtyard inside. The sun was shining down from the sky, the birds were singing, the flowers were fragrant, the rockeries were flowing, and it was like another world.
"Your Majesty...this?" Wang Jian asked with a surprised look on his face.
"Come." Ying Zheng said.
Then the two of them walked forward along the path in the courtyard, and soon came to a pond. The pond was not very big, only a few acres in size. They saw a figure sitting by the pond, with a tree in front of him. fishing rod.
Since the person's back was turned, Wang Jian couldn't tell who it was for a while, but he was even more confused.
I saw this man wearing a gray robe, a bamboo hat on his head, and his trousers rolled up to his knees, looking like a farmer.
When Ying Zheng came behind him, he stood still with a very respectful expression. When Wang Jian saw this, he did not dare to breathe.
After a while, I saw the fishing rod moving. The man raised his hand, and a carp about one foot long jumped out of the water.
"Hahaha..." The man looked very happy and laughed heartily. His voice sounded a little old.
Then I saw him putting the fish back into the water.
"Your Majesty is here?" the man said at this time.
"Yes, Ying Zheng has met Mr. Wu An." Ying Zheng said quickly.
When Wang Jian heard this, he was horrified, his eyes widened, looking in disbelief.
"Wu Anjun? Bai Qi?" Wang Jian blurted out, unable to control his emotions.
"Oh?" At this time, the man turned around and saw that he looked sixty or seventy years old, but he was very energetic and had a smile on his face.
"It's your boy, Wang Jian. We haven't seen you for many years. Why do you look older than me?" Bai Qi said with a smile.
"Is it really you? General." Wang Jian finally confirmed that the person in front of him was Bai Qi, and he had been under his command in his early years. I was immediately excited.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Jian showed a hint of surprise, looked at Ying Zheng and then at Bai Qi, and said.
"This... Your Majesty, what's going on? And, General, why haven't you changed at all? You weren't that back then, weren't you..." Wang Jian said.
"Didn't he die because of my great-grandfather?" Ying Zheng said with a smile.
"Uh...exactly." Wang Jian said.
Ying Zheng's great-grandfather was the emperor of the three generations before him, King Zhaoxiang, and the most important founder of the Qin Dynasty's struggle for hegemony in the world.
"Why, are you disappointed to see that I'm not dead?" Bai Qi joked.
"No, no, how dare you, general?" Wang Jian waved his hand quickly.
"Hahaha, it was just a blind eye back then. Because I was about to break through the land of fairyland, and I was afraid that other countries would attack Qin in a group, so I put on a show with His Majesty," Bai Qi said.
It turns out that forty years ago, Bai Qi was about to break through, but because there were still some old immortals in other countries, in order to avoid their taboo against him, he put Da Qin in danger, so he faked his death to escape. But he didn't expect that because My evil spirit was too strong, and I encountered problems in my breakthrough, so I had to rest quietly to resolve the evil spirit. Nearly twenty years have passed since then. Things have changed and people have changed. The Qin Dynasty has already prospered, and the six countries are like meat on the chopping board. Since then he has continued to live in seclusion here.
"That's it." Wang Jian suddenly realized.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you. If it weren't for rising stars like you, I wouldn't be so stable." Bai Qi smiled.
"The general is joking. Compared with you, my achievements are nothing." Wang Jian said quickly.
"How about it? Wang Jian, shouldn't you worry about killing the heroes by killing the donkeys and shocking the master with great achievements?" At this time, Ying Zheng said with a playful smile.
Wang Jian heard this and quickly knelt down and said.
"The old minister is in a coma, Your Majesty is worried."
"I would like to accept the decree and attack the Xiongnu." Wang Jian's eyes returned to their former glory.
"Haha, okay." Ying Zheng laughed.
Then he took out a wooden box from his sleeve and handed it to Wang Jian.
"Old general, this is the flat peach given to you by Su Zi." Ying Zheng said.
"This... Your Majesty, I would never dare to accept it. I'd rather give this to General Bai Qi." Wang Jian quickly declined.
"Hmph, although I am already one hundred and fifteen years old, I still have a hundred years to live. Look at yourself, you look like a little old man. Eat it quickly. I don't need you to worry about it. At worst, I will go to that person to beg you." That's the last one." Bai Qi said, but his throat moved, indicating that flat peaches also had great temptation for him.
"Okay, okay, don't refuse. I'm naturally ready for Mr. Wu An."
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he took out another box. Last time, he used the Canglong box to exchange for two pieces. One was given to the queen, and this one was given to Bai Qi.
"Ah, this... Your Majesty, you said one person can take two pills, why don't you take it yourself? I really don't have to worry, I will go to that Su Zi to ask for it." Bai Qi quickly stood up and refused.
But Ying Zheng shook his head and said.
"Jun Wu An, although he has lived in seclusion these years, he still exists as Da Qin's trump card. It is because of you that I have the confidence to face the Six Kingdoms and Lu Buwei and others in these years. This kindness is greater than heaven. As a junior, Ying Zheng, How can you be selfish?"
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he bowed deeply to Bai Qi. In the past few decades, he has encountered countless dangers, and sometimes he was even assassinated by some unknown masters, but these people often disappeared before the assassination could be carried out. He knew that this was Bai Qi's secret attack.
"Oh, this way, I won't be pretentious." Bai Qi sighed.
Then he took the box and opened it. A burst of radiant fairy peach suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.