Chapter 130: I can't afford to provoke 【Request】
Chapter 130 I can't afford it [Please order]
Sunset evening photo.
There is a county several dozen miles north of Xianyang.
Because it is adjacent to Jingshui, although it is a county seat, it is transported by water and the population of surrounding towns gathers, making it quite prosperous.
In the city, there is a courtyard with two entrances.
A middle-aged man in his 40s was eating dinner in the house, steaming yellow rice and two dishes of pickles.
The man eats with relish, his chopsticks stick out, fast and accurate, and there is a strange sense of rhythm.
The chopsticks at this time should actually be called chopsticks.
In this world, Confucianism first advocated eating with chopsticks, and considered it indecent to eat with hands.
The man is wearing businessman's clothing, his face is thin, his eyes are condensed, and he looks calm and intelligent.
Beside him is a woman of the same age, with a simple and unpretentious temperament, and a flat figure.
Both of them were from Zhao, and they hid in Daqin secretly as husband and wife, with the purpose of snooping on news.
After a while, the woman finished eating first and whispered: "There is news from the city, confirming that Qin Chu has left Xianyang and headed east, saying that he is going to patrol the border."
"Hmm." The man ate with his head down and didn't respond.
The woman looked at him and said, "Should we further investigate Qin Chu's whereabouts?"
"What do you want to do?"
The middle-aged man finally stopped eating, raised his head, and looked at the woman.
"Qin Chu rarely leaves the city, this may be an opportunity." The woman said.
"You want to keep track of him and assassinate?" The man's eyes were slightly sullen.
The woman raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I'm not that stupid, but I'm not that stupid, but spread his whereabouts. There are not a few people who want to deal with him, and there are others who will kill him. Whether it succeeds or not is all up to us. It's ok."
"You think your calculations are very clever?"
The man said: "We entered Qin, we used to be dormant in Xianyang, and we were looking for news nearby. Why don't we even dare to live in Xianyang for a long time now, so we have to move to this county?
Don't you know the reason?
You also want to count on Qin Chu? "
The woman defended: "You don't necessarily have to fight him head-on to kill him. There are many ways to assassinate him, poisoning, assassination, there are opportunities, and there are always people who can do it."
I can go to your place, the middle-aged man said:
"Qin Chu's level has long been able to predict his own fate. He was so easy to be assassinated, and he was killed long ago. Can you wait for you to plot against him?"
"Then just watch his Qin people plot against me, Da Zhao..." the woman said.
"That's not your concern."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, got up and entered the room.
There was a pen and ink on the table in the room, he thought about it, and started drawing on a pair of bamboo slips.
He poured the strength of his body into the tip of the pen, and focused on the pen. After a while, a butterfly flew out from the bamboo slip, flying through the air as if alive.
At this time, the woman came in from the door, and the man stared at the mana butterfly that had escaped from the scroll, and said lightly:
"I joined the army in my early years, and I have been practising military skills in my great Zhao, but my achievements have not been high.
Came here to hide in Qin land. Not long ago, Lu Buwei taught the Fa, and people couldn’t help listening. I heard from a distance in the crowd that he was teaching the method of combining the art of danqing with mana.
After thinking about it for a few days, the strength even made breakthroughs.
The people of Qin encouraged hundreds of schools to practice, and the sages personally preached the way of practice, but I, a Zhao person, had to learn the true meaning of practice in Qin land. Isn’t it ironic? "
The woman fell silent, and after a while, she said, "Qin Chu has nowhere to use it to deal with him on this trip?"
"What are sages, the sages of ancient times, they are in harmony with heaven and earth, who can be shaken?"
The man said: "Maybe someone can do it, but we can't afford it, don't think about it anymore."
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Zhao Huai left the city after noon, accompanied by his guards, and headed east.
The last time he raided the Xiongnu Palace, he was carefully selected from the Qin army, and the elites, a total of 2,000 people, have now become his own troops.
Raid on the battle of Xiongnu, one-third of the damage was lost, but it has been repaired during the period of return.
These two thousand soldiers are all wearing secret armor and holding secret soldiers.
Its combat ability is even better than that of the original Great Qin Imperial Army Xuan Niaowei.
After the team left the city, they quickly approached the east front.
Because the legal punishment beast likes to be a father, Zhao Huaizhong came out to ride a fiery red giant horse this time.
The texture of the five elements of fire is naturally born under its feet, and when it runs, it is like a flame burning, and it is extremely mighty.
The red cloud beast is rare, and it behaves very actively, rushing wildly, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
The black bird also flies in the air.
In the evening, the team approached the border of the Eastern Front.
Attacked Wei for two consecutive years, and the eastern frontier of Daqin has advanced significantly to the south. Anyi, which originally belonged to the Wei people, has become an important town on the eastern front of Daqin.
Anyi was originally the old capital of the Wei people, a famous city in ancient times, and the prosperous place was only slightly below Xianyang.
Zhao Huaizhong came to patrol the border, and Meng Ao led his generals to wait outside the city in advance.
Because the patrol needs to observe the military power, in addition to dozens of generals and generals, there are more than 50,000 Qin troops who come to meet Zhao Huaizhong.
The moment they saw Zhao Huaizhong, all the Qin troops stepped forward at the same time, their shields pushed forward, like mountains moving across, the soldiers pointed diagonally at the sky, and shouted in unison: "Da Qin, Da Qin, Da Qin."
Thousands of thousands of people were in unison, shouting like thunder.
Another Qin army slammed the shield with a long ge, making a low and chilling sound, like a drum of war, which made people's blood boil.
Zhao Huaizhong slowed down his horse and waved at the Qin army: "All the generals have worked hard."
For a long time, I did not hear the secret signal from the Qin army that 'the prince has worked hard'.
Zhao Huaizhong's patrol took nearly a month in total.
Departing from Xianyang in late June, first went to the east line, and then all the way north, along the border, almost crossing the entire northern border of the Qin Dynasty, and finally arrived at the westernmost border defense area of the Qin border.
Because of the fear of evil spirits, Da Qin hoarded heavy troops on the western front.
Zhao Huaizhong also ordered Ye Yufu to keep secret posts, and there were checkpoints all over the country three hundred miles west of the border, and layers of defense were deployed.
He had come to inspect, and he felt a little relieved when he saw that the Qin army was illustrious and sharp.
After arriving on the west line, Zhao Huaizhong once went out to patrol the city at night, going five hundred miles west of the Qin territory. Along the way, he saw mostly wild places and wild animals running rampant.
With his cultivation at this time, after more than five hundred miles, he could vaguely sense that the more western location was filled with demonic energy, as if it was another world.
Even if he was a congenital saint, his heart palpitated in that direction.
Zhao Huaizhong stood for a long time before returning to Qin.
After that, he went south along the west line, and finally returned to Xianyang from the south line.
During the whole process, he spared most of the Qin realm.
If it wasn't for Ma Kuai, he might not be able to come back in another month.
Back in Xianyang, it is mid-July, and the summer is hot.
As the night began to fall, Zhao Huaizhong returned to the Prince's Mansion and ended the day's rushing. He wanted to go to bed earlier, but suddenly felt a sense of what he was wearing and came to the study.
I saw in the night sky outside the study, there was an emerald green bamboo slip, like a sword, flying from the sky, breaking through the window.
There are characters on the bamboo slips, which is a message sent by Zou Yan from the air.
Zhao Huaizhong received it: "Finally there is news."
During this time, he was still in frequent contact with the two old saints. During the period, the Kunlun mirror had two more times, and the light spots corresponding to the star sequence appeared.
And Zou Yan has deduced some things according to the accumulated income of the Kunlun mirror.
pointed out to Zhao Huaizhong's bamboo slips that the number of stars should be the movement law of the Yinshang Secret Palace.
It is precisely because the number of stars corresponds to the number of stars that the Yinshang Secret Palace was able to use the power of the stars of the Zhoutian and combine with the energy of the earth to operate in a long historical period.
appears and disappears all over the world.
"According to the results given by Zou Sheng, Xihe, Tianqin and other stars have moved to the astrological position closest to Middle Earth for days.
Pulled by the qi machine, the Yinshang Secret Palace may be born again, the location... in Chu! "Zhao Huaizhong thought.
Ps: Let me explain to you, I seem to have rolled over.
This chapter was 4,600 words when it was written, so I didn't update it in the afternoon. I wanted to make a longer chapter, but I felt awkward when I repaired it, so I cut out most of the content... In the past few days, I've been looking for opportunities to write more and cut it out. Make up the number of words, don't say short
The extra words are added after posting, and are not counted in the subscription word count
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