Spring and Autumn I Am King - Chapter 1199

Chapter 1199 Chang’an Ba ​​Shang (Part 1)

Chapter 1199 Chang’an Ba ​​Shang (Part 1)

“Bashui…”

Standing in front of this tributary of the Wei River, Young Master Thorn hesitated.

The original name of Bahe was Zishui until Gongzici’s ancestor Qin Mugong dominated Xirong, and Mugong, who was tireless of the title of hegemon, changed the original Zishui to Bashui, and built a wooden bridge over the river, which is called Baqiao.

Since the construction of this Baqiao, it has always been a communication hub between the east and the west of the Qin state. Whether it is from the Weihan Ancient Road at the foot of Taihua Mountain, or from Lantianyaoguan, if you want to continue to penetrate into the land of Fenghao, Baqiao It is the only way to go, from east to west, and from west to east.

Young Master Thorn vaguely remembers that when he entered Zhao State as a hostage and was sent to Weinan from Yongcheng, he passed by Baqiao, but now, the sturdy wooden bridge has disappeared, and only the charred bridge remains. Bridge piers and broken brick sawdust.

“It was the order of the great concubine. In order to prevent the Zhao army from advancing westward, this bridge was burned down.”

The boatman who took the ferry on Ba Shui explained this, and there was some regret in his words. In the past two hundred years, no matter how big the water was, the Ba Bridge did not fall down, but it was destroyed by man-made. But the situation dictated that the Qin people had no choice but to do so.

Today, there are 30,000 Qin troops stationed on Qiuyuan Ba, west of Bashui, and more than 100,000 Zhao troops are stationed in Hongmen, Lantian and Jingyang in Liyi. , 40 miles away from the Qin army. The army confronted each other, and for a while, the Fenghao Plain, which was supposed to be the busy agricultural season, was panicked, and there was not a single boat on the Ba Shui.

“Is the little gentleman the messenger of Zhao State?” After Young Master Shi and his entourage disembarked from the boat, the Qin Guozhou native asked in Qin Di’s accent with concern.

“I…” Young Master Thorn subconsciously wanted to deny it, but he hesitated, only nodding his head.

“No wonder you have a Zhao Di accent.”

The boat people didn’t hold him hostile because he was “the messenger of Zhao State”, but just laughed dryly. After all, no one can say for sure, this Bashui area may become the county of Zhao State tomorrow, and he has to be Zhao Hou too. ‘s Shunmin.

After the ship left the shore, the young master looked at his hometown on the other side, and felt that the past ten years had been a dream.

He is a Qin man in Zhao State’s skin, but since he was entertained by Zhao Wuxi in Luoyang for a feast, and he broke through the fact that he was a spy for Qin State to steal Zhao’s love, the son stabbed the line of defense in his heart, Completely crushed by Zhao Hou. He pretended to be smart, but he didn’t know that his every move was under the surveillance of black clothes. Many intelligences, even Zhao Wuxi, deliberately let him know, so that Qin State could get fake news and misjudgment Zhao State’s strategy.

After learning this fact, Gongzi Thorn almost collapsed, and he suffered from a common mental illness among the lords and doctors of his generation: fear of Zhao. After he failed to resist and was taken advantage of, he lost the courage to be the enemy of Zhao Hou.

He followed Zhao Jun into Qin in a daze, and watched as Zheng He Lantian was captured and countless Qin warriors died. After arriving in Fenghao, he accepted Zhao Wuxi’s mission and went to Bashang Qinying…

He only agreed, this is not an expedient measure, but the son is really afraid of thorns.

“Huangkou Ruzi, being an enemy of Zhaohou, you are still too young!” While admonishing himself, he chatted with Qin Guozhou people sentence by sentence, perhaps because of his inner shame, or because he had not heard of it for a long time. Xiangyin, Young Master Thorn is eager to understand the current state of Qin. He wants to know whether his decision is right or wrong.

It just so happened that the boatman who was sent to pick him up was also a talkative one. Before the young master could ask him, he had been chattering about the situation of Zhao State, and seemed to be full of curiosity about it.

The young master took the opportunity to ask back: “Old man, the people of Qin, how are you doing?”

Perhaps it was the question of the son’s thorns that affected his painful memories. The boatman waved the oars again and smiled bitterly: “In the past, the taxation of the Qin state was not high, so we only need to turn the ground with peace of mind, cast a net to catch fish, and go to the public fields from time to time. Helping Jitian, women have children at home, weaving silk and hemp. At the end of the year, there will always be some fish, bean and millet, and some brown clothes to survive the harsh winter.”

“But since the defeat in Hedong that year, everything has changed. The great concubine has implemented a new law, and there have been fewer private fights among the people. They have opened up roads, cancelled well fields, and we don’t have to go to the public fields to work. This is a good thing. But the downside is Yes, the amount of food that must be handed in every year is doubled, and each family must hand in a pair of armor every year, otherwise they will have to do hard labor to pay off the tax. When the son becomes an adult, he must split the family, otherwise the tax will double again. The sun rises and the moon sets, the loess remains the same, but the days of Qin are not as good as each day.”

Young Master Thorn is very clear that the source of all this is naturally the “year-old coins” that Zhao State collected from Qin State. As a result, Qin State has to increase taxes to pay Zhao State. The original intention of the great concubine’s reform was to enrich the country and strengthen the army, and the clansmen strongly supported it because of national humiliation, hoping that Qin would have more war capital. However, Qin was a poor and weak country in the West. It suffered repeated defeats to the outside world, ceded land and paid indemnities, and reforms could only be based on squeezing the lower classes. As a result, many common people in the Qin state went bankrupt and became slaves.

After ten years, the economy of the Qin state could not bear it, and the great concubine’s reforms focused on agriculture and suppressed the end of the year, eliminating the flow of commerce and trade, and took a narrow path of farming and warfare, and the domestic economy could only be improved through foreign wars. Therefore, The Qin state could not wait to fight the surrounding Rong and Di. Even if Zhao did not take the initiative to invade Qin this time, the Qin state would soon cut off the old coins. In order to start a war to retake the homeland, after all, the territory of a hundred li of Rongdi was not as rich as a ten li of the Zhao state.

Young Master Thorn did not know that in history, a man from Wei State named Shang Yang also tailored a similar reform for Qin State, but at that time Qin State won many battles and relied on gambling-like conquests and eased wars through wars. Internal contradictions, embarked on a crazy road of expansion. But now Qin, facing the powerful Zhao, is destined to not be able to get a bargain.

During the conversation, the west bank of Bashui has arrived.

Before going ashore, the boatman whispered to the young master: “Your Excellency, we also hope that Qin and Zhao can truce and do not have to fight again. There are three sons in the villain’s family, one died of illness and starvation, and the other two are seventeen years old. One was only fifteen years old, but they were all conscripted into the army by the great concubines and served as sergeants, and the old man was also conscripted to row the boat to monitor the movements of the Zhao army on the other side. It was enough that the old man died. It’s better to have a quick peace and negotiation. The nobles of the public family may be ashamed of this, but as long as we, the remnants of Zongzhou and Zhou in the land of Fenghao, are not enslaved by Yiqurong, what is the difference under which country? Qin and Zhao, Isn’t it all a country of clothes!”

The young master nodded in a complicated mood and bid farewell to the boatmen. Only then could he carefully examine the heavily guarded Ba Shang Qin camp on the river bank.

The flag of the Qin State fluttered over the camp, and the distance was too far, so Young Master Thorn could only see the flag itself, but he knew the pattern on it very well:

The character “Qin” written in the white seal resembles an eagle flying in the air, with its wings slightly retracted, which is a prelude to falling to prey. It is made of rough kudzu, which is common in Qin, and it looks simple and unpretentious. The flag hangs high on the iron pole, trembling in the strong wind, like an old Qin man who is fighting more and more bravely in a difficult environment, as if declaring: This place is Bashang, the territory of the Qin state, and there is no room for the Zhao Kingdom’s black bird flag to show off its might!

Returning to the flag of Qin State, there was no joy in Young Master Thorn’s heart, and he was still full of despair.

Zhao Wuxi is like the sun now, covering the world. As long as he is in Kyushu, he can’t escape at all, and he can only be dictated by his blazing sun! Compared with the Black Mysterious Bird of Qin State, it is only a fledgling chick, and can only live under its light.

Perhaps, this is the fate of Qin and Zhao, four hundred years, four hundred years together…

Taking a deep breath, the young master stepped forward. Qin soldiers were already waiting for him on the shore. This group of people looked at the returning Qin prince with strange eyes, and regarded him as a Zhao person, and their hearts were probably full of resentment. and disdain.

“Who’s coming?” Qin’s captain asked, pressing his sword.

“Prince Qin, stab!”

Young Master Thorn raised his chest and said loudly, embarrassingly, what he said was the non-standard Qin dialect mixed with Yecheng accent.

Fortunately, the Qin people in front of him did not laugh at him because of this, but their expressions changed.

This group of people are all from the husband clan of Qin State and from Yongdu State. These standard Qin people are different from Feng Hao’s Zhou people. They are all arrogant and difficult to command.

“Prince, really prince?”

They were very happy, and after the son showed Lantian Yuhuan, which was a token of the prince of Qin, it caused a burst of cheers.

“The Prince of Qin is back!”

“We don’t have to be afraid that Zhao Guo will hurt the prince and fight him to the death!”

These noble disciples of Qin people did not know the purpose of Young Master Thorn, and greeted him as a hero, but Young Master Thorn turned red and his sleeves were hot.

Qin’s Bashang military camp was a lot more cluttered than Zhao’s. The army was not as young and strong as it was, and there were also some old and weak children. Young Master Shi saw that two scrawny teenagers were holding wooden spears and standing there. They stared at him blankly in the camp, wondering if they were the sons of the boatman. It seems that Zhao Wuxi was right. The elite of the Qin army was indeed wiped out in Lantian. The people gathered here were only a rabble full of fear, and a group of husbands whose bones were too hard to bend over. .

Finally, Young Master Thorn arrived at the big tent along the muddy road in the camp, opened the tent door and entered, but found inside the tent, a group of nobles of the Qin state were discussing the military, and the eldest son of the white-haired concubine Pu was sitting in the tent. middle.

It is warm spring now, but Zipu is covered in a thick fur covering from chin to feet. He is much older and sicker than Gongzithorn’s impression. Only a pair of eyes are still very sharp, staring at the young master at the door, but those eyes are no longer the kindness and concern of the year, but indifference.

“Second and third sons, let’s go down first.” Zipu said so, and all the generals in the tent got up and retire, and walked past Young Master Thorn one by one. Everyone looked at him with unfamiliar and scrutinized eyes.

I seem to be a stranger here, the young master thought to himself, the loess under his feet is still loess, but the characters he saw were completely unrecognizable~www.mtlnovel.com~ I was finally able to go home, but I came across such a scene, It’s so sad and bitter.

After everyone left, Zipu coughed violently, and then said to the son, “Twelve years, it has been twelve years since the prince left.”

“Thirteen years.” Young Master Thorn remembered better than he did.

“I was still a child at the head when I left, but now I have grown up.”

Zipu sighed: “At that time, Madam Jun’s last sentence to the son was that you are the Qin family, not the Zhao family. Now, who is standing in front of the old man, is it Qin Shi or Zhao Shi?”

“It’s Qin Shi! I can’t forget the identity of this kid for a day!”

The son Taka stepped forward, bowed his head to the great concubine, and tears welled in his eyes: “Third has been entrusted by the great concubine, and failed to see through the tricks of the marquis of Zhao, which led to Qin’s attack on Yiqu, which gave Zhao people an opportunity to take advantage of. …”

“I haven’t been able to see through the old ones, not to mention that the young master is indifferent, how can he be Zhao Wuxi’s opponent, let’s not mention the past.”

Zipu helped the son to stand up, but a pair of palms firmly pinched his shoulders and said in a deep voice.

“I just want to know, the son is coming back this time, is he going to be the prince of the Qin country, to live and die together with the Qin country? Or as the envoy of Zhao Wuxi?”

“Boy…”

It was like a sting in his throat, but Young Master Thorn still said it.

“The boy is here to bring a letter to the great concubine for Zhao Hou.”

The sleeves were hot again, and Young Master Thorn put his hand in, took out Sibo’s pouch, shook it, and took out a letter. Inside was a letter of persuasion written by Zhao Wuxi to the great concubine of the Qin country. Although it was only a thin piece of paper, it was as heavy as Taihua!

“This is related to the survival of the Qin country, and I hope the concubine thinks twice!” There is no pop-up window, and the update is timely!