In fact, it doesn't matter which god Zhu Xiang received the gift from. Those who were said to have received the guidance of gods and became wise ministers to assist wise rulers never said who their master was - even if they did, there would be no way to prove that they were not lying.
As long as Zhu Xiang could be used by the Qin State, the Qin State would be happy to promote him and use his reputation to establish the legitimacy and rationality of Qin's unification of the world; if he could not be used by the Qin State, he would be a monster that needed to be killed.
During the Warring States Period, many ghosts and gods were revered and believed in, but the kings of various countries also often cut down mountains and destroyed temples.
Fan Ju asked Zichu only out of curiosity. He knew his lord must be curious too. Who wouldn't be curious about the gods
Changping.
After obtaining permission from the King of Qin, Zhu Xiang built a workshop with a blower and forged farm tools using the weapons confiscated from the Zhao soldiers.
The bronze casting technology of the Shang Dynasty and Western Zhou Dynasty laid a solid foundation for iron smelting technology.
Starting from the "block smelting method", my country had invented the cast iron smelting method as early as the late Spring and Autumn Period. During the Warring States Period, the cast iron smelting technology was already very mature. It was not until the 14th century that the West used hydraulic blowers and applied the cast iron smelting method.
Iron hoes were unearthed in a tomb of Chu in the late Spring and Autumn Period. Iron tools could be used as farm tools, which shows that iron smelting had already developed to the stage of civilian use in the late Spring and Autumn Period. Today's soldiers' weapons are naturally iron tools, and the Mohists are very skilled in forging iron tools, so they don't need Zhu Xiang to give instructions.
However, kings and some generals of aristocratic origin still used bronze swords.
Bronze has been oxidized over many years before it turned blue. When it was cast, it shone brightly, more dazzling than gold. Therefore, the bronze sword is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of power and status.
Although bronze is less flexible and less productive than iron, it is very hard. The weapons of the Warring States period followed the appearance of the Bronze Age, and were basically broadswords. In the form of swords, iron has little advantage over bronze. Therefore, it would not affect the combat effectiveness of generals using bronze swords on the battlefield.
When the King of Qin agreed to melt the weapons of the Zhao soldiers into farm tools, he confiscated the iron knife that Bo Fu used to chop off Zhao Kuo.
He is old, and every day he touches that simple-looking iron knife, waving it here and there, and it really looks like the real thing.
Zhu Xiang guessed that the King of Qin was probably quite good at fighting when he was young.
Xianghe and his Mohist disciples quickly cast a batch of iron hoes and plowshares.
The people brought by Xu Ming were no less skilled than the Mohists in making farm tools. They cut wood to make the wooden parts of farm tools, combined them with iron hoes and plowshares, and made the wide-faced hoe and curved plowshare that Zhu Xiang had told them about.
Although there were no oxen for farming, the Zhao army still had a lot of horses left, some of which were injured and lame and could no longer fight, so they were just right for farming.
Perhaps the horses also realized that they were no longer valuable in fighting, and that the only way to survive was to be "farming horses". In the past, they had bad tempers and would bite the clothes of soldiers who were not their owners. Now they are all obedient and plow the fields with a steady pace.
When the first batch of iron farm tools were made, the potatoes that Zhu Xiang brought had been grown and were ready to be planted.
They dug up the dirt from the ground and piled it up into high ridges. A group of Zhao soldiers, still wearing their ragged clothes that they hadn't changed for months, were working diligently with iron hoes in the fields.
As they searched, they found human bones covered with pieces of cloth.
Before the Qin Dynasty came, this piece of land was a strategic location fought over by the Wei, Zhao, and Han states. If you dig a little deeper into the soil, you can find human bones from an unknown era.
Zhao Bing has become accustomed to it.
They dug the bones out of the ground and continued digging.
After turning the soil, they crushed the bones, put a layer of dead grass on the ground, and set the dead grass on fire.
After the dead grass burned out, the bones were also burnt to a crisp. They turned the soil again and buried the ashes and human bone fragments on the ground into the soil to fertilize the land.
This wilderness was soaked in the corpses of soldiers and refugees, making it very fertile, but also full of germs. Burning it before planting could reduce the spread of some germs and fungi that were not conducive to potato growth.
This is the first level of disinfection.
When starting to plant potatoes, quicklime is sprinkled in the seed holes.
When Zhu Xiang led his men to dig coal all over the mountains, he also dug a lot of limestone and burned a lot of quicklime. Although he did not make cement, quicklime can still be used for farming, and it has the functions of both "pesticide" and "fertilizer".
There are many rules for how much quicklime to spread on the fields. Too little has no effect, and too much will "burn" the seeds. Although there is no instrument to analyze the composition of the soil, Zhu Xiang can roughly grasp the composition of the soil and the color of the soil melted in water, observe the vegetation growing on the soil, and taste it... He can judge how much quicklime to spread.
Zhu Xiang not only told Zhao Bing how much quicklime to spread while he was plowing the field, but also taught him his own experience in judging the soil.
The Zhao generals who were still alive were helpless. They thought that what Zhu Xiang said was too profound, and how could the ignorant soldiers understand it
The King of Qin, who was still pretending to be Bai Qi's aide, also thought so.
A few days later, some older Zhao soldiers determined the amount of quicklime needed and asked Zhu Xiang. After Zhu Xiang approved it several times, he sent these old soldiers out to share the work of spreading quicklime.
Thousands of Zhao soldiers died during this period.
Some died of illness or serious injuries, and now there are about 150,000 people left. The farming season is tight, and the three-month deadline is also tight. Even if Zhu Xiang believed that the King of Qin would definitely postpone the time and make a decision on the day of the potato harvest, he still had to hurry up to farm. Zhu Xiang had to guide 150,000 people alone, and he did not have enough energy and time.
Soil analysis should be a very complicated matter. The King of Qin was very surprised to see that someone had mastered Zhu Xiang's "unique skill" so quickly.
Zhu Xiang smiled and explained, "Who else can know the land better than the old farmers who have been dealing with the land all their lives? They already have experience in judging the composition of the soil, but that experience is scattered and not systematic. I just helped them sort it out and transformed their experience into knowledge. It's like someone who already knows how to read starts to study an article, of course it's very fast."
The King of Qin looked at Zhu Xiang deeply, with an inexplicable expression.
Zhu Xiang didn't care what the King of Qin was thinking, and asked the King of Qin if he wanted to send some Qin soldiers to accept his guidance.
"Potatoes have a high yield, but I don't recommend you to plant potatoes on your own farmland. I also brought some relatively good winter wheat seeds, and now is the time to plant winter wheat. Do you want to try my seeds?" Zhu Xiang asked without hope. He thought the Qin people would not trust him.
The King of Qin did not make a decision. He asked Bai Qi to inform the Qin soldiers who would be farming here and let them decide for themselves.
Bai Qi reported back: "They all wanted to plant the seeds Zhu Xiang brought. Because Zhu Xiang brought limited seeds, they even started fighting, and I punished them with a military order."
Because Fan Ju sent wine, meat and sauces from afar, the King of Qin's diet improved greatly.
He put down the rice with meat sauce and wiped the oil off his beard: "Do they trust Zhu Xiang so much?"
Bai Qi said: "Those who can make Zhao soldiers kill their generals for them have obviously completely believed in Zhu Xiang's reputation."
The King of Qin smacked his lips, swallowed the taste in his mouth, stroked his beard and said, "Do you believe in Zhu Xiang's reputation?"
Bai Qi said: "I guess Zhu Xiang's ability may be more terrifying than his reputation."
The King of Qin laughed and said, "Why do you say it's terrible?"
Bai Qi said calmly: "If Zhu Xiang is used, it may be easier to defeat the six kingdoms than if I were to use my own troops. I beg you not to let Zhu Xiang return to Handan. Even if there is only a small possibility, Zhu Xiang must not die."
The King of Qin smiled and shook his head: "You only see his ability, you should also see his character. He dared to argue with me for Zheng'er. If I take him to Qin, the lives of Zheng'er and Zhu Xiang's wife will be endangered. Even if Zichu is here, he will not be at ease to serve me."
At this point, the King of Qin's expression became a little strange. His smile seemed to be mixed with some sense of watching the fun and gloating.
"If Zheng'er and Zhu Xiang's wife are in danger, he may be even more angry after learning Zichu's identity." The King of Qin laughed, "He dared to scold me for not loving my great-grandson. Who knows, he might dare to raise his sword and kill Zichu."
After Zhu Xiang arrived in Changping, the servants of the Lian family, under the orders of Lian Po and others, supervised Zhu Xiang's sword practice every day.
The three elders were worried about Zhu Xiang's weak strength.
Bai Qi watched Zhu Xiang's sword practice class once, but after a few glances, he turned around and left, never watching Zhu Xiang practice sword again.
Bai Qi, as the commander, was a man who never showed his emotions. But Zhu Xiang's sword practice was too irritating, and he was afraid to look at it for too long, so he couldn't help but rush up to grab Zhu Xiang's sword, and then hit Zhu Xiang's head hard.
If the servant of the Lian family had not told him that Zhu Xiang was really working hard and seriously in practicing sword skills, he would have thought that Zhu Xiang was just messing around to get by with the homework assigned to him by Lian Po, Lin Xiangru and Xun Kuang.
"With Zhu Xiang's swordsmanship, even if Prince Zichu stood in front of him, he would not be able to assassinate him." Bai Qi asked, "Your Majesty has decided to let Zhu Xiang return to Handan?"
The King of Qin smiled and nodded: "Yes."
Bai Qi sighed in his heart and said no more.
He lived to be sixty and already knew what to say and when.
The Qin soldiers almost fought to seize the improved winter wheat seeds brought by Zhu Xiang. When the Zhao soldiers learned about this, they made fun of the Qin soldiers.
Zhu Xiang couldn't laugh.
As the weather gradually got cooler, more and more people fell ill and their injuries worsened.
Although he brought food, he did not have enough medicine.
People in this era mostly have to rely on themselves to overcome their illnesses. Even if he brought medicine, he couldn't save anyone.
Zhu Xiang thought about how to treat the wounded.
Some healing herbs, high-concentration alcohol, garlic extract made from lime and high-concentration alcohol... He did have a lot of knowledge in his head about how to save the wounded, but none of it worked.
Where did he find the herbs? How did he get a large amount of high-concentration alcohol when there was not enough food? Alcohol is also needed to prepare allicin, and garlic is still in the Western Regions and has not been introduced to the Central Plains!
It was impossible to find medicine. Zhu Xiang wanted to reduce the incidence of illness and the rate of worsening of injuries by changing the environment and hygiene.
In this era, the treatment of injuries is mostly to use a branding iron to flatten the wound, stop bleeding and burn away the bacteria in the wound. However, the bacteria in the wound are powerless and the burn may worsen.
Zhu Xiang asked the wounded to endure the pain and wash their wounds with warm water before treating them with a soldering iron, which reduced the casualty rate of the wounded.
Zhao Bing was deeply moved and respected Zhu Xiang even more. However, Zhu Xiang was still powerless.
He originally wanted Zhao Bing to take more showers, change clothes frequently, and drink boiled water, so that most of the lesions could be eliminated in the bud.
But he only pushed for the wounded to have their wounds cleaned before treatment.
Zhao Bing only had one or two sets of clothes and it was impossible for him to change them frequently. Even if he dug coal, the supply of coal for cooking and heating in winter was very tight, so there was no way he could boil water every day. Even if he did, they didn't have time to boil water for bathing.
The Qin people were not good at charity. Most of the food and grass that Zhu Xiang brought were confiscated. The food that the Zhao soldiers ate every day was just enough to keep them from starving to death. After the heavy labor every day, they were so tired that they could hardly move and fell asleep immediately. How could they have time to take a bath and wash clothes
When even survival is a problem, talking about paying attention to personal hygiene is a joke.
Zhu Xiang sent people to clean up and burn garbage in a timely manner and pay attention to the cleanliness of water sources. He had already done his best.
People around me died one by one, and their bodies had to be cremated every day.
The Zhao soldiers had no resentment towards Zhu Xiang for not saving these people. They even respected and admired Zhu Xiang more fanatically.
Zhu Xiang was the only one who mourned in silence for the fires burning on the corpses every day.
At this time, the only way for him to cheer himself up was to chat with the King of Qin and secretly glance at the trembling eyes and twitching mouth of Wu Anjun who was trying hard to keep an expressionless face.
Perhaps Wu'an Jun was over-stimulated, Bai Qi finally couldn't help it, and took advantage of Zhu Xiang's patrolling the farmland to find Zhu Xiang and have a private chat with him.
They stood in front of a small lake with a height difference and chatted. The guards were patrolling a little further away, and they only had to lower their voices a little, and the sound of the water could cover up their words.
Bai Qi got straight to the point: "You are too rude to the King of Qin. Although the King of Qin indulges you now, it is very dangerous."
Zhu Xiang was surprised that Bai Qi would be so kind as to warn him.
He saw that Bai Qi was very good at keeping himself safe, and he thought Bai Qi would stay out of his business and watch him die in silence.
Bai Qi thought Zhu Xiang was surprised by what he said, so he continued, "When monarchs of various countries seek talents, they promise many benefits. But when they want to execute ministers, any merits and promises are useless."
Zhu Xiang stared at Bai Qi in a daze.
He discovered that Bai Qi was not only advising him, but was also talking about Bai Qi himself.
"I know." Zhu Xiang said, "I know that in this era, human life is worthless. In the eyes of the king, common people like us can be killed at will, even if we become close ministers. We are no different from slaves."
He picked up a small stone and spun it towards the lake.
The small stone jumped three times on the lake and fell into the water.
"When King Huiwen of Zhao was in power, he loved watching fencing. He kept more than 3,000 swordsmen, and more than 100 people died from fencing every day. Zhuangzi used the swords of the emperor, the princes, and the common people to persuade King Huiwen of Zhao, and King Huiwen of Zhao listened to him, and then more than 3,000 swordsmen committed suicide." Zhu Xiang laughed, "Oh, suicide."
King Huiwen of Zhao wanted to watch people dancing with swords, so these swordsmen killed or injured more than a hundred people every day for his amusement. When King Huiwen of Zhao wanted to be a benevolent and wise ruler, these swordsmen all committed suicide.
"No one in the world thinks there is anything wrong with this. They all praise King Huiwen of Zhao," Zhu Xiang said. "No one cares whether the more than 3,000 swordsmen are innocent or not. No one cares about their lives."
Bai Qi also knew about this. When he heard about it, he didn't think about King Huiwen of Zhao, but about the more than 3,000 swordsmen who committed suicide. It was a pity.
Bai Qi didn't value the common people. He didn't value the common people of other countries at all. He just thought it was stupid.
Those who can perform fencing for the King of Zhao must be excellent swordsmen. Wouldn't it be more beneficial for Zhao to recruit these people into the army to fight for Zhao
At that time, Bai Qi did not have enough experience. Later, he realized that outside the Qin State, it was difficult for common people to stand out in the army.
Later he learned that even if commoners succeeded in Qin, their status was completely different from that of those born nobles.
Zhu Xiang said, "Mr. Wu'an, I have read many history books. Most of the ministers who were suspected by the monarch and had surnames and clans could flee to other countries, while those of humble origins could only commit suicide."
Bai Qi said calmly: "If it were in Qin, even if he was a minister of high birth, he would have no choice but to die if the king wanted him to die."
Zhu Xiang asked, "For example, Shang Jun?"
Bai Qi nodded.
Zhu Xiang asked, "I am not trying to sow discord. If the King of Qin wants to kill you, you can only admit your guilt and accept the punishment."
Bai Qi glanced at Zhu Xiang and said, "I can't escape from Qin."
Zhu Xiang sat down by the lake and said, "Yes, so after Wu Anjun learned about the Prime Minister's malicious intentions and the King of Qin's partiality, he could only endure it silently without even struggling. Wu Anjun saw through it all."
Bai Qi did not answer.
He found that he had underestimated Zhu Xiang. Zhu Xiang saw things very clearly, just like him.
Bai Qi was very sad when he learned that Fan Ju had a rift with him and the King of Qin was overly partial to Fan Ju. But he did nothing and did not plan to do anything.
As an official in the Qin State, his life and property depended on the Qin King's likes and dislikes. If the Qin King wanted him to be Wu'an Jun, he would be Wu'an Jun; if the Qin King wanted him to be demoted to a commoner, he could only be a commoner; if the Qin King wanted him to die, no matter how many merits he had made or even if he had not made any mistakes, he would have to die.
If he struggled, it would only cause the King of Qin to be disgusted.
The best solution to gain a glimmer of hope is to quietly watch the King of Qin make the decision and continue to work for him calmly and conscientiously.
He thought Zhu Xiang didn't know, but it turned out that Zhu Xiang knew.
Bai Qi knew he shouldn't ask, and asking might not be a good thing. But he asked, "What is your truth?"
Zhu Xiang said: "Fan Ju is narrow-minded and greedy. He harms loyal ministers and endangers the Qin State. The King of Qin listens to one side and only values relatives instead of talents. If Fan Ju was not a wise minister before, they would be treacherous ministers and incompetent rulers. What is the difference between them and the King of Zhao?"
People all say that the Battle of Changping was the beginning of the decline of Zhao State and laid the foundation for the unification of Qin Shihuang.
People read the article, which was actually a curse on Qin Shi Huang, saying something like "the remaining strength of six generations", as if Qin Shi Huang was just sitting back and enjoying the achievements of his ancestors.
In fact, if you look through the history books, you will know that Zhao State was indeed weak after the Battle of Changping, but Qin State did not seize this opportunity. Instead, the King of Zhao rose up from then on, and Zhao State became prosperous and strong again. If it weren't for the fact that two consecutive generations of Kings of Zhao were fools, even if there was only one generation of mediocre Kings of Zhao, Zhao State could have recovered its strength.
After the Battle of Changping, the old King of Qin, who had been wise all his life, became a tyrant.
Zhu Xiang looked at the disgusting letters between the old King of Qin and Fan Ju, and thought that there must be many people in later generations who were moved by the deep love between them as a monarch and his subject.
Even Sima Qian, who disliked the Qin Dynasty and the Qin State, defended the old King of Qin in a sour tone when he wrote that Fan Ju resigned from the position of Prime Minister because of the old King of Qin's words, "The old King of Qin just wanted to motivate Fan Ju. Fan Ju had a guilty conscience and thought that the old King of Qin was warning him, so he ran away."
The love between this king and his subject is truly touching.
So what was behind this touching relationship between the monarch and his subjects? It was Bai Qi who was unjustly killed, the 200,000 Qin soldiers who were beheaded and killed at Hangu Pass, and the ordinary Qin people who had followed the Qin army out of Hangu Pass to farm in the Three Jins and were then expelled and killed.
After the Battle of Changping, the King of Qin did not listen to Bai Qi and trusted Fan Ju instead. He suffered a disastrous defeat in the Battle of Handan and was beaten all the way to Hangu Pass.
The Three Jins that Bai Qi had conquered throughout his life were taken back by the Three Kingdoms. The Qin State once again retreated to Hangu Pass and dared not move eastward, returning to the beginning of the Warring States Period.
If it weren't for the fact that Chu was in civil strife at the time and Qin occupied part of Chu's territory, the efforts of the old Qin king over the past 40 to 50 years would have been in vain.
After the Battle of Changping, the old King of Qin lived for nearly another ten years. During these ten years, Qin lost land continuously and its good generals and famous ministers gradually became mediocre.
The two people nominated by Fan Ju surrendered, and according to the Qin law, Fan Ju should be held responsible. However, the old King of Qin issued an order that no one in the court was allowed to mention this matter, and anyone who did so would be executed.
Ah, this is the touching love between the ruler and his subjects.
Zhu Xiang picked up another stone and spun towards the lake.
This time the stone jumped seven times on the lake, which was quite impressive.
"There is no difference between Qin and Zhao. The king can do whatever he wants, and the king's favorite ministers can do whatever they want. Others, no matter how right their starting point is, no matter how great their achievements are, just like Lian Gong and Lin Gong of Zhao, the king will abandon them if he wants to." Zhu Xiang looked at the lake and said, "The difference may be who the favorite is, and whether it is you or not."
Zhu Xiang smiled and said, "The King of Qin is very fond of me now. It feels really good to be a favored minister."
Bai Qi stood behind Zhu Xiang and asked, "Are you disappointed with Qin as well?"
Zhu Xiang said, "How could I be disappointed with a country where I could be a favorite minister? Wu Anjun, thank you for your words today."
"Since you know it in your heart, it doesn't matter whether I say it or not. I should thank you for pleading for me in front of the King of Qin." Bai Qi asked the doubts hidden in his heart, "You should hate me, why did you help me?"
Zhu Xiang smiled again, but his tone was a little cold: "I don't really care about the Zhao people or the Qin people. If I have to say what I care about, it should be the people around me and... I hope the world will be unified soon and the war will end."
The old King Qin's stupidity caused Qin to do nothing for ten years and it was once again unable to move eastward.
Although the King of Qin wanted to leave Hangu Pass later, he was once again beaten back to Hangu Pass by the coalition forces of other countries. It is said that one of the reasons why Qin Shihuang's father died young was that he was angry to death because Hangu Pass was almost breached.
After Qin Shihuang came to power, there were successive years of famine. He was helpless and could only send troops out of Hangu Pass to rob.
It just so happened that at this time the monarchs of various countries were all crazy. They robbed once, robbed twice, and finally they were unstoppable and simply unified the world.
So it is true that the six generations of Qin Shi Huangdi were able to carry on the legacy of the Qin Dynasty from the perspective of the system and lessons learned. But if we really want to know what the old Qin king left behind for Qin Shi Huangdi, it is probably the painful experience of a sudden decline in the situation when the situation was very good.
My Qin Shi Huang cub is awesome!
Bai Qi quietly looked down at Zhu Xiang who continued to play with water splashes.
What Zhu Xiang meant was, if he were alive, could he help Qin accelerate the process of unifying the world
Zhu Xiang continued to splash water. Bai Qi looked at Zhu Xiang quietly for a while, then raised his head to look at the splashing lake surface.
Then he turned and left without saying goodbye.
When Bai Qi left, the system sounded a prompt.
Bai Qi's favorability is unlocked, and now the favorability is one. The host decides whether to draw a lottery.
Zhu Xiang threw away the small stone in his hand, spread his arms, lay on the ground where corpses might be buried, and stared at the sky in a daze.
Both the King of Qin and Bai Qi have been very nice to him recently, and it seems that their favorability level should be at least 2, but in fact, their favorability level has not been unlocked.
The favorability system is quite strict in judging. The description of the system is indeed just a "reference". Even the King of Qin can knock on his iron head affectionately, and now the favorability has not been unlocked yet.
Even if the favorability is only one, it may be more sincere than living sweetly with others for a lifetime.
I don't know why Bai Qi's favorability was unlocked. Is it because I talked to him about my inner thoughts for a while
Who cares? I’m going to die anyway.
Zhu Xiang took a deep breath, stood up, brushed off the dirt on his body, and continued to inspect and direct the work in the fields.
Two days later, Bai Qi did something that confirmed in reality that his favorability towards Zhu Xiang had indeed been unlocked - he persuaded the King of Qin to release some of the Zhao soldiers first.
The Zhao soldiers released by Bai Qi were all old, weak, sick and disabled, totaling about 50,000 people. Almost all of the people that Zhu Xiang was worried about not being able to survive the winter were on this list.
They returned to Zhao State, where they had houses and their own families to take care of them. They might even get some pensions and might even be able to find traveling doctors or witch doctors. No matter how you think about it, their survival rate would be much higher than if they stayed here where supplies were scarce.
Even if they died, dying next to their loved ones and dying in the Changping prisoner-of-war camp are two different feelings.
Zhu Xiang wiped her tears with the back of her hand and gave King Qin and Bai Qi a large piece of tofu cooked in brine and a tofu recipe.
"Thank you, King Qin, and thank you, Lord Wu'an." Zhu Xiang cried like a tearful person.
The King of Qin sighed. Seeing Zhu Xiang crying like this, he realized that she had not grown up yet.
"Let some of them go first. This will reduce the food and grass pressure on the Qin army, and also increase the pressure on Zhao. It's not for you." Bai Qi said, "It's for Qin."
The King of Qin glanced at Bai Qi.
Without Bai Qi's explanation, he believed it. Why did he feel that although Bai Qi still looked expressionless, he seemed a little panicked
I will write to my husband later to share this news.
When the potato seedlings grew taller and the winter wheat seedlings also emerged from the ground, about 50,000 old, weak, sick and disabled Zhao soldiers returned to Zhao State.
Pingyuan Jun and Pingyang Jun went to the border of Zhao State in person to welcome them. They did not hold the defeated Zhao soldiers responsible and gave them a lot of relief food so that they could survive the winter.
Now Zhao State is short of people to farm. Even the old, weak, sick and disabled can farm for Zhao State as long as they can survive this winter.
Fifty thousand people returned to Zhao State, and the government and the people of Zhao State were shocked. Many civilians secretly set up tablets for Zhu Xiang at home.
Zhu Xiang's reputation once again spread throughout the seven kingdoms.
Even the people of Qin were extremely surprised when they heard about Zhu Xiang's deeds.
He could actually get their Wu'an Jun to release the people. This man named Zhu Xiang is so powerful.
Since Zhu Xiang left, Ying Xiaozheng sat on the doorstep every day and looked into the distance. Even when he was reading, he would sit on the doorstep.
Xue was worried that Ying Xiaozheng would catch a cold, so after trying to persuade him but he refused to listen, she placed a brazier next to him.
"If you were sick, how anxious would your uncle be to come back?" Xue touched Ying Xiaozheng's forehead and said, "Zheng'er, for your uncle's sake, you and I should also take care of our health. In his heart, no one is more important than you and me. Even Lord Lin and the others cannot compare to us."
Ying Xiaozheng puffed his cheeks and pouted: "We are the most important, so why did uncle leave us?"
Xue squatted in front of Ying Xiaozheng and said, "Although we are the most important, others are not as important as us, but there are too many of them. Even if they are not as important as us, they are still more important than your uncle himself."
Ying Xiaozheng lowered his head, his mouth drooping even more: "He didn't beat us, he beat his uncle himself?"
Xue nodded: "Your uncle is such a person."
Ying Xiaozheng stretched out his hand and threw himself into his aunt's arms: "Aunt, uncle will come back, right?"
Xue hugged Ying Xiaozheng and rubbed his head: "Yeah."
She hoped that her lover would come back, but she was very worried about what he did before he left.
She knew her lover too well. When her lover left, he must have been prepared not to come back.
Xue could only hope that her lover was just making preparations and was not really going to die.
When Xue picked up Ying Xiaozheng, a carriage hurriedly stopped at the door.
Lin Xiangru stumbled out of the carriage and almost fell.
He said anxiously, "Quick! Come up quickly!"
Xue didn't understand, but since Lin Xiangru said so, she still carried Ying Xiaozheng into the carriage.
Lin Xiangru said to Lin Zhi, who was driving the car, "Go back to the mansion... No, go to Lian Po's mansion! Go find Lian Po quickly!"
Lin Zhi waved his whip and rushed towards Lian Po's mansion.
When the carriage was halfway through its journey, they happened to meet Lian Po who was riding a horse.
Lian Po brought a team of private soldiers and came to Zhu Xiang's house to pick up Xue and Ying Xiaozheng.
"Hurry up!" Lian Po said seriously.
Under the escort of Lian Po's private soldiers, the carriage drove into Lian Po's mansion, and then changed to another carriage and drove towards Lian Po's fiefdom.
Although Lian Po was dismissed from his post, King Huiwen of Zhao did not take back the fiefdom given to him.
Lian Po was a member of the Ying clan, Lian. If we trace back to the past, he might have been a relative of the King of Zhao, who was a member of the Ying clan hundreds of years ago. Therefore, the Lian clan had a fiefdom early on, which was run like an independent city. Most of the private soldiers Lian Po raised were in the fiefdom.
Xue hugged Ying Xiaozheng, feeling very anxious.
This was the first time she left Handan since Zhu Xiang joined Lin Xiangru's sect.
Ying Xiaozheng hugged his aunt's neck tightly, his lips pressed into a straight line.
As his body and mind grew, Ying Xiaozheng finally digested some of the gifts from his dreams. He became much more mature and intelligent than an ordinary child.
Seeing how nervous Mr. Lin and Mr. Lian were, he had some guesses in his mind.
But his aunt was already frightened enough, and Ying Xiaozheng did not express his speculation, which made her even more uneasy.
"Okay, I don't believe the King of Zhao dares to force his way into my fiefdom." Lian Po breathed a sigh of relief after returning to his fiefdom.
Lin Xiangru coughed and said calmly: "The King of Zhao will not do anything. Zhu Xiang's reputation is very high now, and he can't do anything in his name. So it must be Pingyuan Jun and Pingyang Jun who are sharing his worries."
Lian Po sneered, "It could be that the Lou family is helping him. Although the Lou family is no longer a member of the Zhao royal family, their treatment is similar to that of the Zhao royal family. If the King of Zhao wants to do something that the Zhao royal family cannot do, they will do it."
The people a monarch is most wary of are his own clansmen, and the people he trusts the most are also his own clansmen. The Lou family is considered half of the Zhao royal family, and is the knife that the King of Zhao uses to deal with shady matters.
Xue hugged Ying Xiaozheng tightly, her body trembling slightly: "What happened? Could it be that my dear..."
Lian Po smiled and said, "Your husband is very good. He really persuaded Bai Qi to release 50,000 Zhao people. I heard from the released Zhao people that Zhu Xiang is taking the remaining Zhao people to plant potatoes for Qin. If the potatoes are harvested well, the rest of the Zhao people can come back."
Xue was pleasantly surprised and asked, "Really? Then my beloved can come back too?"
Lin Xiangru originally wanted to conceal it, but Xue was so smart that she had already guessed that this matter was related to Zhu Xiang. He couldn't conceal it even if he wanted to, and it might make Xue even more scared.
He sighed and said, "Zhu Xiang is so highly regarded by the Qin people, the surrendered soldiers may be released, and the King of Qin may not be willing to release Zhu Xiang back to Zhao."
Xue's body trembled violently, and she said, "Then... that beloved is going to Qin State and won't come back?"
Ying Xiaozheng hugged his aunt's neck and turned his head suddenly: "I don't believe it! Uncle will not abandon me and my aunt!"
Lin Xiangru comforted him, "Zhu Xiang naturally doesn't want to go to Qin, but if the King of Qin kidnaps Zhu Xiang and takes him back to Qin, what can Zhu Xiang do?"
Ying Xiaozheng thought of his great-grandfather's reputation, and his lips curled, and golden beans rolled out: "Great-grandfather, great-grandfather, don't you think about what my aunt and I will face if my uncle doesn't come back?"
Lian Po snorted coldly: "Would your great grandfather ever consider this?"
Ying Xiaozheng buried his little face in his aunt's neck.
Well, yes, certainly neither great-grandfather, grandfather, nor father would think of themselves.
None of them do.
Lin Xiangru sighed and said, "The people around the king of Zhao will definitely advise the king of Zhao to detain you and threaten Zhu Xiang so that he will not serve the Qin State."
Lian Po looked at Xue who was silently shedding tears and Ying Xiaozheng who was shrinking with tears, and comforted them: "Don't worry, Zhu Xiang is smart, he will definitely find a way to return to Zhao. You can stay here temporarily, and everything will be fine when Zhu Xiang comes back."
Lin Xiangru said: "If Zhu Xiang was really kidnapped by the King of Qin and taken to Qin, the King of Qin would definitely send people to Zhao to force the King of Zhao to send back the hostage. Then you can be reunited as a family, don't worry."
Lian Po looked at Lin Xiangru.
Lin Xiangru's expression was very determined.
Lian Po touched his nose and smiled, "Yes. Don't worry. I heard that Zhao Kuo died in battle. The King of Zhao should know to rely on me. I will also write to the King of Zhao and ask him to let you go back to Qin. If Zhu Xiang can't come back, detaining you will only arouse Zhu Xiang's hatred and make him more loyal to Qin."
Xue shed tears, but still held Ying Xiaozheng tightly in her arms, and bowed deeply to Lin Xiangru and Lian Po with difficulty.
(End of this chapter)