It's getting dark.
Biao Gong was already waiting in front of Hangu Pass, and judging from the time, Ying Zheng would probably be here too.
Since the Battle of Hangu, Duke Biao's admiration for Ying Zheng had reached its peak, and the entire Hangu guards truly regarded Ying Zheng as the Son of Heaven.
After all, no one in history has ever been able to swing a sword to send down meteorites or show divine power with a wave of his hand. Those divine and holy stories are extremely magical, but how can they be as real as seeing and feeling them with one's own eyes?
The moon came up exceptionally early today, a round disk with a few stars around it, making this majestic city much brighter.
Biao Gong was standing there. He didn't need to come, after all, he was still Ying Zheng's teacher in name only.
It’s just that Ying Zheng’s status is extremely noble. If Qin’s national strength were not insufficient and not truly unified, Ying Zheng would be the real emperor of Qin.
Now Ying Zheng is a kind of belief to the entire Qin State, a belief that can lead the entire Qin State to achieve countless military exploits.
After six generations of Qin, if Prince Zheng were to be king, the world would be united.
This motto engraved on the meteorite that fell from the sky is not just a joke. It is still sung throughout the Qin area and has even been heard in neighboring countries.
Unification is always built on the basis of countless wars, and wars bring countless military merits and class transformation.
The old Qin people are not afraid of death. They yearn for death and fighting on the battlefield because that is the prerequisite for them to seek a better life and exchange for peace.
The moonlight seemed to dim a little, no, it should be said that it suddenly became brighter on the official road from Xianyang to Hangu.
From the official road came the sound of rolling wheels and the sound of soldiers marching.
Biao Gong knew that it was Ying Zheng who had arrived, and the soldiers accompanying him also knew that it was the Son of Heaven who had arrived.
It was like a divine army descending from the sky, or even more like the Emperor of Heaven on tour. A ray of moonlight shone directly on Ying Zheng's carriage, making it look particularly noble.
Everything around seemed to dim, and everything seemed to be just to highlight the appearance of Ying Zheng.
"I have seen the emperor and respectfully welcome him."
Duke Bie was the first to react. He knelt on the ground and greeted Ying Zheng with great ceremony.
The soldiers behind him knelt down together, their heads bowed with enthusiasm: "Your humble servants greet the emperor and respectfully welcome him!"
The carriage stopped.
The curtain was lifted and Ying Zheng walked out slowly.
The whole world seemed to be focused on Ying Zheng, like a candle in the dark night, appearing particularly sacred.
"It's you, sir. Please stand up, sir."
It was like the great sound of heaven and earth, and like the ringing of a sacrificial bell, everything seemed to be like the arrival of the gods.
Ying Zheng is feeling particularly embarrassed now. Although he has done a lot of tricks, he still feels a little uncomfortable now.
After all, anyone who stands out like a lantern in the middle of the night would feel embarrassed for a while, not to mention that he is just a child.
Chen Xuan rolled around in the sky laughing. Of course, all of this was caused by him.
I hadn't planned to do this originally, but when I saw Biao Gong waiting there, and thought that Wang He was beside him, this would further sanctify the young man Zheng.
Now the entire Qin State's faith in Ying Zheng has almost reached its peak. It can be said that since the founding of the Qin State, there seems to be no one with as high prestige as Zheng Xiaozi.
Although Chen Xuan also knew that no one in Qin could stop Ying Zheng from ascending the throne, it was always better to have more people. As long as the entire Qin became Ying Zheng's die-hard fans, it would not be impossible for the people of the six countries to become Ying Zheng's die-hard fans after unification.
This is the only way Chen Xuan can think of to change history.
The education level is different, the times are different, the situations they face are different, and the productivity is also different. Under this background, it is unlikely that Chen Xuan can bring the red color over.
After all, the limitations of this era were too great, so great that he couldn't make any profound changes with his knowledge.
And he couldn't be sure whether spreading red to Ying Zheng was a good thing.
This is different from later generations. There was no so-called idea of great unification in this era. The idea of great unification was engraved into the bones of the Chinese people by Ying Zheng himself.
Without the idea of great unification, there will be no sense of honor. Perhaps they will be proud of their country, but this country will definitely not be the Qin Dynasty.
The entry into the city has begun.
Biao Gong did not refuse and stood up directly. After being persuaded by Ying Zheng for a few more words, he followed Ying Zheng and entered Hangu Pass together.
Wang He once again realized the majesty of Ying Zheng and understood why Bie Gong admired Ying Zheng so much.
If Ying Zheng's divine power was such, then unification would be a piece of cake.
Can human power conquer nature? This kind of thing is just talk. In this era, people can only follow the will of heaven, otherwise they will not even have the right to live.
It was raining lightly in Anyi at this time.
The rain was not heavy, just drizzling down, as if washing away the sins of the land.
At Anyi County Government Office, Wang Jian was watching two people warming themselves by the fire. Suddenly, he became interested and asked, "How did you two know I was in this county government office?"
The two people in front of you are Li Si and Han Fei.
Li Si smiled and replied, "When the general was traveling in a carriage that day, most of the guards around him were dressed as captains, and the armor he wore was not something an ordinary person could afford. Therefore, my brother and I determined the general's identity."
Han Fei nodded aside. His speech problem was still getting better and worse, and he was afraid that he couldn't express himself clearly, so he didn't say anything.
Wang Jian looked at the smiling figure in front of him without any disgust. He simply ordered his servants to fetch two clean clothes, and then he said to the two of them:
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