Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"The leader of the meeting, the coalition forces pray for surrender!"

"Hmm? Pray to surrender? Why?"

In Shangdang County, South Korea, a young man with a gloomy brow was holding a brush in his hand and looked at the people under the hall with a little unhappy tone.

"Reporting to the head of the meeting, Zhao State lost its troops and generals, and its national strength declined. Yan State violated the alliance of the six countries and sent troops to attack Zhao. The coalition forces were no longer able to maintain and were unable to conquer!"

Hearing this, the young man threw the pen in his hand casually, got up and stretched, sneered, and said disdainfully:

"Qi Jiang? Humph? What does Master say?"

The man in the hall held his hand and said respectfully:

"Sir, I said that everything here will be decided by the association!"

Zhao Zheng heard that his lower jaw was slightly dotted, and he looked as if he was unexpected, and said with his head raised:

“Then fight!

They have the final say when the war begins! When it ends, it depends on what we mean!

Tell General Wang to continue to attack the city and take down Xinzheng, and he would set up the camp to the capital of South Korea!"

"Here!"

The man in the hall was about to go to pass the order when he suddenly heard someone talking outside.

"etc!"

Outside the door, a phantom flashed, as if it appeared out of thin air in the inner hall.

When Zhao Zheng saw the visitor, he quickly tidied up his clothes, bowed respectfully, and greeted in a deep voice:

"Master!"

Wang Xuebin was filled with relief when he saw his apprentice who was no less tall than his.

"I have heard what you said just now. Things have changed. The war will be put on hold for the time being. You must follow me to Xianyang immediately!"

When Zhao Zheng heard the master's words, he didn't ask why. He nodded without hesitation and simply said:

"Assuming the Master's arrangements in everything!"

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the man in the hall, and said:

"I ordered General Wang to temporarily suspend the attack on the city, and to take the preservation as the key, and to allow him to make a quick decision and act according to the opportunity!"

"Here!"

The man bowed his hand and saw that there was no other arrangement, so he tactfully stepped down.

"Master, but has there been a change in Xianyang?"

After the commemoration officer stepped down, Zhao Zheng looked at his master curiously.

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows, nodded, and said softly:

"Let's go, go pack your things first. Leave everything here to Wang Jian first. Let's talk while walking!"

"yes!"

Three years ago, Wang Xuebin brought Zhao Zheng to the center of the world's turbulent turmoil, Hangu Pass.

At that time, Qin had already received news that it was dispatching its troops to prepare for war.

The guardian of Hangu Pass is the veteran of the hundred battles, Wang Yu.

Wang Xuebin came here without saying nonsense, and directly showed the tiger talisman and took over the defense here.

A strong wall and clear field outside the pass was implemented, and all Qin troops were transferred to the pass to defend.

The purpose of this battle is not to win, but to eliminate as much vitality as possible from the six-nation coalition forces and clear obstacles for unifying the world.

Based on this strategy, Wang Xuebin chose to rely on the Xiong Pass to garrison, without any tricks, to fight a real battle to defend the city.

Later, the coalition forces attacked Qin in three directions, and Wang Xuebin even transferred Wang Yu to other battlefields and turned Hangu Pass into a training place for Qin.

After three years, the Qin army not only won battles and honed an iron army, but also had a group of young generals who made their mark.

Wang Jian from Hangu, Meng Tian from Changping, and Xiang Shaolong from Jingling all shine in this war.

Of course, the most dazzling one is Wang Guanlan's disciple, the son of King Qin, and Zhao Zheng.

In three years, Zhao Zheng devoted himself to learning the dragon-slaying technique with Wang Xuebin. Not only did he succeed in learning, but he also learned and applied the strategies and tactics in the dragon-slaying technique.

At the end of the war, the Qin army went out of Hangu in the east and conquered the city and land. It was carried out under the command of Zhao Zheng. Li Mu, the god of Zhao State, also died!

After this battle, everyone in the world knew Zhao Zheng’s name!

"A secret letter came from Xianyang, and the Qin King died, and Lu Buwei temporarily managed the government!"

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he frowned.

"Secret letter?"

Wang Xuebin heard the meaning of Zhao Zheng, nodded and said:

"That's right, it's a secret letter. The news was blocked by the court, and this matter has not yet spread!"

Zhao Zheng was silent for a moment when he heard this, and looked up and asked:

"Master, who is the new king?"

Wang Xuebin chuckled, looked at Zhao Zheng and asked:

"What do you think?"

Zhao Zheng said in a deep voice:

"Who else but me!"

Wang Xuebin nodded after hearing this and said with relief:

"Haha, I'm so brave, I'm worthy of being my Wang Guanlan's apprentice!"

As he said that, he pulled out a golden sword out of thin air, held it in his hand, and looked at Zhao Zheng with a serious expression.

"This is the golden sword given to Mu Gong by King Zhaoxiang to his master. Seeing this sword is like seeing the former king.

Picking up this sword means you have taken on this huge responsibility. From now on, you will no longer be the playboy of Zhao. You must live for the people of the world, be careful, be careful!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the golden sword held up by his master with both hands, his eyebrows were locked tightly, he was silent for a moment, fell to the ground, took the golden sword with both hands, and said solemnly:

"I would like to thank my master for the good fortune I gave me. If I hadn't cultivated my master, I would not have been there today for my disciple.

The master has made good efforts for his disciples, and his disciples will definitely not let down his master's expectations. He will make plans for the people, the world, the Chinese, and the people!

The disciple will never fall into the reputation of his master!”

Wang Xuebin looked at Zhao Zheng deeply, handed the golden sword to him, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't forget your promise, let's go and let you and my master and apprentice go and meet the monsters and monsters in Xianyang!"

......

Stopping spirits is a very important etiquette in the ancient funeral system.

Whether it is a civilian or aristocrat, the body cannot be buried for a period of time after a person dies.

At that time, medical conditions were not developed, and sometimes the deceased would be in a situation where the deceased was actually pretending to die. If he buried the person without knowing it, the fun would be great.

Civilians usually stay for about three to seven days, and nobles will take longer.

As for nobles, the tombs must be beautiful, including gold, silver, pottery, silk, satin, swords, weapons, and calligraphy. A few beautiful ladies will be buried with them.

If conditions permit, you will have some hidden weapons, mercury poisons, etc., to prevent you from being touched by someone a hundred years later.

As the King of Qin, Zichu was not an ordinary nobleman, so naturally he could not take it lightly.

All wealth and goods are trivial matters, and the authorities are easy to talk about, but this young lady is a little difficult to deal with.

After the death of the former king, except for the new king's biological mother as the queen, most of the other concubines would have to live with the former king.

Mrs. Xiuli is such a young lady!

As Chang'an Jun's biological mother, she could have been exempted from being buried alive, but unfortunately, she had an unlucky husband.

The system of inheritance of the eldest son is the basis of the patriarchal system and an important guarantee for maintaining the stable inheritance of the throne.

After Zichu's death, according to this system, the eldest son Ying Zheng should have inherited the throne. There is no controversy.

But the problem is that Ying Zheng was a charity in Zhao State since he was a child, and he never fulfilled his filial piety to the King of Qin after returning to Qin State. If this system is followed, Ying Zheng would not be qualified.

If that's all, it's no big deal to exclude Ying Zheng from his heirs.

But the problem is just that inch!

Ying Zheng is not a qualified heir, but he has a good master!

This master not only has amazing reputation, but also has no power to be underestimated.

It was because of what this master did that Zichu forced him to make Ying Zheng the new king.

Zichu knew very well that even if he established Cheng Chuang as the new king, Cheng Chuang would not be able to sit firmly on the throne and could not even save his life.

For the sake of his youngest son, he could only follow Wang Guanlan's wishes and make his eldest son the new king.

Moreover, in order to protect his son, he chose to sacrifice his wife and left an edict to let Mrs. Xiuli bury her for her to die, so as to cut off those thoughts of becoming a scattered person.

He is also the King of Qin, so he naturally understands the King of Qin's ideas. If he doesn't do this, it will probably not take long for his youngest son to go to find his father.

That's how he came here, so naturally he wouldn't make the same mistake.

Zichu thought it through very carefully, but never considered Mrs. Xiuli's ideas.

Mrs. Xiuli has lived in the deep palace for a long time and is not sensitive to the general trend of the world. She cannot understand Zichu's intention to establish Ying Zheng as the new king.

In her opinion, her son should be the orthodox heir to the King of Qin.

What kind of Ying Zheng or others?

He was wandering in Zhao State and did not dare to return to the palace after returning to China. Who knows whose bastard it is?

Besides, Zichu's preference for Cheng Chuang is obvious to all. He was named Chang'an Jun at a young age, but he looked like Ying Zheng. He is still innocent and has no title. How can he compare with his son?

In her opinion, it was definitely Zhao Ji who gave the king some ecstasy to make Ying Zheng the king before his death.

By the way, didn’t Lu Buwei give the king two mouthfuls of decoction?

The stone hammered!

It must be that they colluded to murder the king!

Then Ying Zheng is the bastard of both of them!

This statement has been around for a long time. She didn't care about it at first, but now it seems that this is definitely true!

The more Mrs. Xiuli thought about it, the more angry she felt, and the anger in her heart could no longer be suppressed.

He quietly left the mourning hall and returned to his bedroom.

"Come!"

An eunuch heard the call and ran in.

"lady!"

"Go and invite Chang'an Jun!"

"Here!"

Mrs. Xiuli frowned and couldn't help but think about various strategies.

Unfortunately, because the six countries attacked Qin, the power she brought from her mother country was almost wiped out, otherwise how could she have fallen to such an unavailable situation now.

"mother!"

A young man in a wide soapy white robe walked in with a sad face.

"The father is gone!"

"Stop it! You are the son of Qin Jun, so you can't cry!"

Mrs. Xiuli looked at Cheng Jiao with a look of regret.

What's the use of crying?

My father is gone?

If Guang can cry, my mother will have to follow your father!

"I remember you met some rangers outside the palace. What are their names? How many people are there? How about swordsmanship? Can you still contact us now?"

Cheng Qi suddenly heard the series of questions and was unable to react.

"Mom, I haven't been fooling around with them recently!"

When Mrs. Xiuli heard this, she couldn't help but glared at him.

Since Cheng Qi won the title of vassal, he has opened a government office in Xianyang.

When the son of the King of Qin opened a mansion, there would naturally be many speculative people coming to cling to him.

The mansion is crowded with people coming and going every day, and the down-and-out scholars and wandering swordsmen from all over the country are coming to the door to make the decision.

Cheng Chuang prefers martial arts, so he recruits some swordsmen for his use.

In order to please him, the swordsmen will naturally take him to play with things that Mrs. Beauty does not allow him to get in touch with too early.

Because of this, he was scolded by Mrs. Xiuli several times.

But he knew that he had mistakenly admitted his mistakes, but he did not change it. He still wandered around under the leadership of those swordsmen every day.

By the way, the one he trusts the most is named Lao Ai!

"You send someone to pass on the orders to them and ask them to intercept Zhao Zheng and his party immediately, and try to delay Zhao Zheng's return to Xianyang!"

Seeing that Mrs. Xiuli did not scold her, Cheng Qi sighed easily, patted her chest and nodded in agreement:

"Don't worry, mom, go now!"

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"etc!"

Seeing his behavior, Mrs. Xiuli was anxious and angry.

"Mom hasn't finished speaking yet!"

After all, it is not the time to get angry. If the plan works, the mother and son have time to quarrel.

"You send someone else to this matter. Don't worry about anything else now. Go to Han Tingwei immediately and invite him to my bedroom, and say there is something important to discuss!"

"Ah? Han Tingwei..."

In Xianyang, the most feared thing about Cheng Chuang is the current courtier Han Fei.

Han Fei is the most upright person and never cared about mercy.

Every time Cheng Qi was in trouble, he would always suffer, but his father would not stand up for him.

Now he is asked to take the initiative to find Han Fei, to be honest, he is reluctant.

Mrs. Xiuli heard the reluctance in her tone, her face changed and she said sternly:

"Now is not the time for you to be a little bitch. If your wild brother comes back, you, my mother and I will die without a burial place!"

When Cheng Qi heard this, he couldn't help but feel shocked, and nodded quickly and said:

"Don't worry, mom, the child has already written it down. I will make arrangements now and I will definitely complete my mother's explanation!"

Madam Xiuli nodded and whispered:

"If Han Tingwei refused to come, tell him that for his mother, he suspected that the king died and hoped that he would make decisions for you, my mother and son. Remember, don't say more about anything else, do you understand!"

Cheng Qi nodded cautiously when he heard this, and said nothing more.

Seeing that my mother had no other instructions, she turned around and left quickly.

Mrs. Xiuli looked at Cheng Jiao who was leaving, breathed a sigh of relief, collapsed on the couch, losing her energy.

Nowadays, Mrs. Xiuli can rely on only Han Fei.

She also saw the conversation between Han Fei and the King of Qin, and thought that Han Fei and Ying Zheng's master were also somewhat conflicted.

The court officials are obvious to all, and they are both ministers who are willing to stand on their side of their mother and son, she will be sure to fight with Zhao Ji.

Now that the six kingdoms have not yet ended in the attack on Qin, the news of the death of the Qin King has not yet spread.

If he could obtain the support of half of the ministers before Ying Zheng returned to the court, it is still unknown who belonged to the King of Qin.

A will?

Although the king had a will, there were really a lot of things to do.

One is his beloved son who is always with his knees, and the other is a bastard with doubts in blood. How could the king pass the throne to the latter?

If you are an individual, you can see the problem!

If we can use this to raise a mystery, we may even use the help of the royal family to defeat Zhao Ji's old lover.

Without Lu Buwei's support, Zhao Ji was nothing!

Without these two people's disruption, his child will definitely be able to ascend the throne successfully and become the King of Qin who is overwhelming the six kingdoms!

As for Ying Zheng?

Let him go to the king to be filial!