Fish swimming around the world

The next day, Yang Chuqi, as the commander, personally led the team to see Jiang Fan off.

When leaving, Yang Chuqi was silent for a moment and stared at him: "Jiang Qin, I don't know what you are here for, but I understand that you are not an ordinary person."

Jiang Fan's eyes flickered slightly, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"You...have a great chance of surviving." Yang Chuqi looked at him: "Promise me one thing. If we fail to go home, you will go back and see our family for us."

Jiang Fan nodded seriously: "Brother Yang, don't say any unlucky words. All brothers are good men. They will definitely make great achievements and return home with honor."

Yang Chuqi smiled slightly and reached out to pat him on the shoulder: "Brother Jiang, people in the army are not afraid of death, let alone mentioning the word death. Da Qin treats its soldiers very well. If we die in battle, our whole family will have an easy time."

Jiang Fan knew this. Unlike the Jin State, Da Qin did treat its soldiers very favorably. Recently, he had also realized this deeply.

Not only will he be well fed and clothed, but his wife, children, and parents will receive the greatest care. If he is unfortunately killed in battle, the three generations will not have to worry and will not have any worries. This is also the reason why the Qin army is not afraid of death.

But who wants to die? Jiang Fan could only encourage them to survive as much as possible. Unexpectedly, ten rough guys laughed at him.

It is said that the country treats us well, and we should repay the country with loyalty. We, old Qin men, were born to defend our country and our country. It is a great honor to die in battle.

Jiang Fan was extremely moved. Many of them could not read a single Chinese character, but they had the simplest and most passionate feelings for their family and country.

"I know that this time is different from the past. We are training around the clock. There must be a big battle to be fought. Maybe it will be bigger than the four countries a few years ago, because I have never seen such a battle and such a tense atmosphere. . That’s why I’m telling you these things…”

Yang Chuqi said, but there was no worry at all. Instead, his eyes were blazing: "I don't understand the truth. Dad taught us that if the skin is gone, the hair will be attached. Whoever dares to touch our country, we will show him How hot is the blood of the old Qin people!"

Jiang Fan suppressed the passion surging in his heart: "What if...we are going to beat others?"

Yang Chuqi smiled: "We brothers were born in the mountains. We know that if we want peace in the village, we must kill all the jackals, snakes and insects nearby. We don't understand the major events in the world, but His Majesty understands, and the Regent understands, and they let us We will fight whoever they attack. I believe they want us all to live in peace.”

Jiang Fan felt a rush of heat rush into his chest and wanted to say something, but he never came out.

Yang Chuqi smiled and punched Jiang Fan: "Okay, forget about mother-in-law and mother-in-law, let's go. If you still remember us in five years, don't forget your promise to live in Penglai and burn knives!"

After that, he turned around resolutely, sang the military song of the Qin Dynasty loudly, and strode away.

Jiang Fan suddenly felt his eyes heat up, but the blood in his chest was finally evaporated...

"These are your soldiers, your people."

After Jiang Fan recited what Yang Chuqi and the others said, he looked at the empress with deep eyes and said slowly.

The empress listened calmly, with a calm expression, but she squeezed the imperial pen tightly with her fingers, her knuckles turning white, until it broke with a snap.

The empress slowly put down the broken pen, remained silent for a long time, and suddenly called: "Zhao Gao!"

Zhao Gao trotted forward: "Your Majesty."

The empress looked at the broken pen: "Fram it with Lishan glass and hang it in my study."

Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, but immediately responded: "I obey the order."

Jiang Fan took out the wooden sign with the smiling faces of eleven people from his arms: "We must remember their faces."

The empress took it and looked at it carefully for a long time before returning it to Jiang Fan: "Put it away, this is our most powerful treasure."

Jiang Fan nodded and held it dearly in his arms.

"They are all practicing hard, just waiting for the call from home and country. I can't sit still anymore."

The empress hummed: "Go ahead, Yaoguang's military formation will be of great use."

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There were only five days left until the twenty-seventh day. Jiang Fan had no time to rest. On the day he returned home, he just had a meal and then took a small heron to the sky.

The little egret is really not a little egret now. It is much bigger than its parents. It is not difficult at all to carry two people, one big and one small, plus a monkey.

Because they had to be transported by air, Jiang Fan didn't take many people with him, only Lin Nanyan and Xixi Xiaoniu Tang, who couldn't get rid of him, plus his Liuer brother who was best able to take care of his baby.

Jiang Fan felt that the reason why Xiao Qi clamored to go was because of Fluctlight. But it was obvious that she still cared about Yao Guang and was deeply dissatisfied with the bookaholic.

But in the end, he agreed, but told Lin Nanyan not to be angry.

Lin Nanyan didn't care, claiming that she just wanted to watch the fun.

Jiang Fan didn't say much. If you can let go of some things, you can let them go sooner or later. If you can't let them go, they will explode sooner or later. There's no point in trying to stop them.

Lin Nanyan seemed very excited. As soon as she got into the sky, she screamed, saying that she and the young master were finally flying solo.

Jiang Fan helplessly held Lin Nanyan, who was twisting around like a loach, and Xiao Xixi, who was riding on his neck and was also screaming with excitement, all the way south.

At Xiaobai's current speed, it only took four days to fly thousands of miles. Before dawn on the fifth day, Jiang Fan arrived at Shushan.

However, before going up the mountain, he still arranged for Xixi and Monkey, and did not dare to take them up. After all, there was a Wenren Grand Master on the mountain who had a delusional vision, so he did not want to see Xixi cause any big trouble.

Today's Shushan is not as quiet and solemn as usual. Instead, it is decorated with lights and colorful ribbons everywhere, and it looks very festive.

He came as a guest of congratulations, and Shushan did not stop him, but opened the gate to welcome him.

Because it was still early, he was taken to the resting place first. But Jiang Fan settled Lin Nanyan down, and went out alone. He wanted to see a place and wanted to come here a long time ago.

That was the most spacious place in the entire Shushan, called Wentiantai. It is a flattened mountain, paved with bluestone, covering a very large area, no less than a thousand hectares.

The reason why Wentiantai got its name is because of a famous person in history-Emperor Wen.

According to legend, Emperor Wen had lectured and taught here before the holy war. After the holy war between heaven and man, Emperor Wen sat here for three months, and finally picked up a big pen like a rafter, used the entire mountain top as a book, and wrote the famous Nine Questions on the Way of Heaven. Then he looked up to the sky and recited it, and his voice spread to the sky.

Jiang Fan came up early, because it was not yet time, and others were still resting in the guest house. There were only a few people on Wentiantai, who seemed to be reading the Nine Questions from a high place around.

Jiang Fan didn't look at the person carefully. The first thing he wanted to see was the Nine Questions of Heavenly Dao carved by Emperor Wen on the bluestone ground.

The big characters were like wheels, and each stroke seemed to be cut by a knife, deeply engraved on the bluestone.

Jiang Fan just took a look and felt shocked, as if there was a feeling of injustice that had been condensed for thousands of years. The nine questions seemed to be looking up at the sky and questioning angrily.

"Ask the sky, why is it the sky...

Ask the sky, why is it the earth...

Ask the sky, why is it a person...

Ask the sky, why is it all things...

Ask the sky, why is it yin and yang...

Ask the sky, why is it life and death...

Ask the sky, why is it rise and fall...

Ask the sky, why is it ghosts and gods...

Ask the sky, why is it a saint..."