Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

Chapter 224: Warring States Period (4)

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Huang Xuan walked for four days from Xianyang to Handan, using camouflage masks several times along the way. The roads in this era were only wide enough for four horses to drive abreast. In narrow places, even horse-drawn carriages were very difficult, especially along river banks and mountain streams. It was in disrepair and often had to wade through water.

On the other hand, due to the needs of troop transportation and logistics, the construction of roads in various countries was pretty good, but compared with the Roman roads recorded by Europeans, it was still slightly insufficient. It was not until Qin Shihuang unified the six countries that roads were built that exceeded their standards. .

However, from Huang Xuan's point of view, the roads in Qin are now the most complete, which is also closely related to its national strength. Before Huang Xuan came to this plane, Qin was always the winner in wars. It sometimes lost some unimportant battles, but it never lost a war. Therefore, continuous annexations supported reforms, and reforms accumulated wealth.

Near Handan, Huang Xuan found a cave and left all his weapons, densely woven metal clothes, etc. in it. Then he went back home half-naked, secretly drank two glasses of water in the room, and took a cigarette. After a few phone calls, Lorraine sent her to P10 again.

In this way, in addition to losing the 1 million tons of grain transportation fees, you can stay in P10 for about five days. Of course, even for biological products, transporting 1 million tons of grain back and forth twice still cost Huang Xuan more than a million yuan of energy.

Entering Handan City, there was no martial law as Huang Xuan had imagined. The great victory in the Battle of Changping gave the Zhao State a vague flavor of a new Warring States hegemon, just like the Qin State after the victory in the Battle of Changping. The entire Zhao army and civilians changed their gloomy expressions from the past and praised their king and Lord Pingyuan profusely.

Zhao State does have the potential to compete for hegemony. It is a country with many famous generals, but its geographical location and its successive kings are far less advantageous than Qin State. Three feet of ice did not freeze in a day. The success of the Qin Dynasty was both inevitable and accidental.

Huang Xuan walked into Handan City under the eyes of the guards. As he walked on the road, he asked: "Where is the house that King Zhao gave me before?"

"Go east." Nick answered.

Huang Xuan shrugged and walked east. At this moment, Handan was more than twice as prosperous as Huang Xuan three months ago. The soldiers and civilians of Zhao State, who had survived the food crisis, welcomed the expected number after eliminating the military threat. Years of peace, although no one knows how long this kind of peace can last, but the more this happens, the more people's expectations for life are radiated.

Nick led the way, Huang Xuan led the horse and walked leisurely, and Dian Wei followed behind. The ancient evil comer was born with a vicious look, and passers-by gave way. Huang Xuan feels that the road construction in Handan is quite good.

"We're here." After going around and around and arriving according to Nick's so-called shortest route, Huang Xuan looked up and saw that the place still looked like that place, but the plaque on it had been changed and read "Zhixian Jun's Mansion", and the door was also It was painted vermilion, the houses on both sides were demolished, and the wall was extended to the corner of the street.

"Is this here?" Huang Xuan pointed with some uncertainty.

"You can't go wrong with a level 18 base." Just as Nick answered, he saw two well-armored Zhao soldiers coming over, holding long halberds, pointing the tip towards Huang Xuan, and said loudly: "You are not allowed to stop in front of Lord Zhixian's residence. Go quickly, go quickly.”

Huang Xuan was not angry, although he was 50% sure that this house should be his own, which was probably a move to please Lord Pingyuan or King Zhao. But he didn't have a title on his head, and he didn't hold a weapon in his hand, so he asked politely: "Let me ask you, is this wise and wise gentleman named Huang?"

The guard looked at Huang Xuan hesitantly. If Dian Wei hadn't been watching him eagerly, he would have started to chase him away. However, he did not answer directly, but asked: "Who are you?"

"I am an old friend of this Zhixianjun." Huang Xuan said casually. It doesn't matter if he is found out anyway.

The guard became more and more suspicious. Huang Xuan was familiar with his mentality, so he smiled and said: "This little brother has just been on duty, right? Is this Zhixian Lord newly appointed recently?"

Seeing the guard nodding, Huang Xuan smiled and said: "Actually, if you tell me the name of Lord Zhixian, it won't waste any time. If I lie to you, I won't be able to escape. But if I really am If you drive me away from this old friend of Mr. Zhixian, will you suffer a loss if you pass it on again? "

What Huang Xuan said was reasonable. The two people on the opposite side looked at each other, and the other person said: "It's Huang." He said and stared at Huang Xuan, as if he wanted to ask for evidence.

"Lorraine, get a microphone." Huang Xuan kept smiling, took half a step back, suddenly put his hands together, and shouted loudly: "Huang Xi, come out and pick me up."

The two guards were stunned for two seconds, and pedestrians passing by in the distance also looked at Huang Xuan inexplicably. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Bing, who felt that he had been deceived, made an assassination move with his halberd. Only people after the Three Kingdoms could understand that don't play with the sword in front of Guan Gong and don't play with the halberd in front of Dian Wei.

Huang Xuan made a face, and then said to the angry two people: "Don't worry, it's okay."

One of the younger guards almost burst into tears. He pressed his halberd with all his might and said, "I'm going to kill you."

Huang Xuan could only shrug. At this time, there were more bold Handan people watching nearby. These two soldiers looked not much older than Huang Xuan. When they saw something happened, their faces turned red and their back molars were almost exposed.

There was a lot of commotion when the vermilion door opened with an old creaking sound.

The unpleasant sound of metal friction without lubrication seems to be a symbol of status and power in the eyes of many people.

The two guards couldn't help but turn their heads, and saw that the yellow mat was covered with silk ribbons, and the lower clothes were slanted to expose the folds of the arms. They were walking in such a hurry that the young people behind him couldn't even outrun him.

As soon as he crossed the calf-high threshold, Huang Xi knelt down with a plop. The two rows of servants behind him also followed suit. Following Huang Xuan's direction, the people in the mansion were like grass blown by the strong wind. They all knelt on the ground, and the whole street could hear needles drop. I heard Huang Xi say in a tone of great reverence: "My slave Huang Xi, please lead your servants and guards to welcome Lord Zhixian back to your home."

The two soldiers, who tilted their heads and were still fighting Dian Wei with their arms, turned pale in shock. Their legs and feet were weak and they knelt down. Before their necks could be turned around, the corners of their mouths moved like cramps and they said vaguely: "Greetings, greetings to Lord Zhixian."

At this time, the onlookers also reacted and knelt on the ground in a mess, shouting and shouting. A few of the ones with faster legs and feet had already slipped out.

Huang Xuan chuckled, gently kicked the boy who spoke first with his foot, then waved to Huang Xi and said, "Reward these two boys."

"Yes." Huang Xi knelt down and responded. In fact, he just lowered his head, but when he saw that Huang Xuan was wearing coarse cloth and he was wearing silk silk, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Huang Xuan didn't think about this at all. He waved his hand and motioned for everyone to get up. Others didn't understand his gesture, but Huang Xuan didn't care. He raised his head and entered the house.

Huang Xi followed step by step, bending his waist low, and said to Huang Xuan: "Your Majesty left in September, Lord Pingyuan invited your Majesty, and granted you the title of Lord Zhixian."

"Oh, that sounds good."

Huang Xuan's words seemed happy, but also seemed indifferent. Huang Xi couldn't guess the meaning, so he bent even lower.

"I want to find Lord Pingyuan, what should I do?" Huang Xuan asked again.

"Mr. Pingyuan was worshiped as prime minister by the king and lived in the city." Huang Xi said, then paused and said, "But Mr. Pingyuan should come to see you soon."

This guess is inconsistent with the humble, honest and indifferent old man in Huang Xuan's imagination. He is still the same old man, but with rosy cheeks and erratic eyes. It is the so-called confidence and unconfidence that Huang Xuan is very confused about. He looked at her with a different look and said, "Huang Xi, what have you done before? Have you always been a housekeeper?"

"Yes." Huang Xi replied in a low voice: "The slave was sold to a family named Zhao in Handan when she was 14 years old. During this period, she changed owners and became a housekeeper for 20 years."

Huang Xuan patted him on the shoulder, gave him a trusting look, and said, "I asked you to purchase livestock. How did you do?"

"The price of livestock in the country has risen rapidly, but a businessman from Qi Yan promised to send it to Handan. Now there are about five or six thousand animals."

His words were neither exaggerated nor explained, and he had a complete butler's mentality, because everything belonged to the master.

Huang Xuan nodded, stopped talking, and followed Huang Xi into the house.

The red door slammed shut, and the cold bronze nails and heavy pine wood made people feel as if it had never been opened.

The idle people outside the door began to discuss one after another.

Just as Huang Xi guessed, Lord Pingyuan arrived at the "Zhixian Lord's Mansion" very quickly. In fact, when the disciple informed him of the incident, he got on the horse as soon as possible.

In Handan City, it is theoretically forbidden to ride vertically. But Lord Pingyuan ran wildly, and his guards had no choice but to follow closely behind.

For many people, this is a time to watch a show.

It's a difficult day for many.

For Huang Xuan, this is an interesting noon.

For Mr. Pingyuan, this is the second most important day in his life, second only to the day he met this magical "sage" for the first time.

Seeing Lord Pingyuan walking in from the door out of breath, Huang Xuan, who was drinking his own tea, blinked narrowly at Huang Xi and said, "Go prepare dinner."

Mr. Pingyuan didn't refuse, and he knelt down in two moments, panting heavily and saying, "I'm so happy to see Mr. Huang again."

"I would rather you call me Xuanzi. In fact, in my hometown, we call him by his first name." Huang Xuan said with a smile.

Mr. Pingyuan also wanted to build a relationship and said, "Then just call me Zhao Sheng."

The expressions of the attendants behind him immediately changed twice. In addition, this time, Pingyuan Lord has been worshiped as the prime minister four times. As a royal family, he is already the second person in Zhao Dynasty. Maybe he can be called the first person. . Although taboos were rarely avoided during the Warring States Period, calling someone by their first name was obviously too casual.

Huang Xuanze didn't care about the mood of his entourage at all, and he also had no intention of renewing his past relationship with Lord Pingyuan. He coughed twice, but looked at the entourage behind Zhao Sheng.

Mr. Pingyuan immediately said: "You guys get out."

When there were only two people left in the room, Huang Xuancai whispered: "Mr. Pingyuan, um, Zhao Sheng, I remember that Tian Dan should be in Zhao country?" (To be continued, if you want to know what happened next, please Log in to .qidian. There are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading) (To be continued)