Chapter 35 Lian Po is old, can he still have a meal?

Author: March

Chapter 35 Lian Po is old, can he still have a meal?

The First Emperor and Zhao Si were not in too much communication and contact.

It was limited to Zhao Si's plans to offer crops outside Shanghai after getting off the ship. Later, Emperor Shi asked about Zhao Si's specific experience of going to sea. The total time was even less than one day.

However, Zhao Si left a good impression on the First Emperor.

On the rare journey back, there is another good news that finally made Emperor Qin Shi's tense mind slightly relieved.

...

On the other side, Ji Chang, Sheng and Sun finally met with Wang Jian after some trouble.

Wang Jian held a staff in one hand and walked slowly out.

In fact, the three of them were actually not qualified to meet Wang Jian. The relationship between the three and Wang Jian was only because they served under Wang Jian's tent and drove for Wang Jian.

However, Wang Jian had no idea of ​​the battle in his life, and there were even more people who drove for him, let alone win, and Sun and the others drove the sub-car.

In the past, it was not that there were old officials who came to ask for help, but Wang Jian's way of dealing with it was always closed.

Over time, there are no one who comes to ask for help based on the last few loves in the past.

This time the same is true. If Wang Jian hadn't happened to hear it, then the fate of waiting for Ji Chang, Sheng, Sun and the three of them would have been rejected and sent away.

"Master, didn't you always stay in the door in the past?" asked the slave who followed Wang Jian.

"It's not that I don't see you, it's that I can't see you." Wang Jian shook his head with a smile.

"I led my troops to attack the country, so how many old subordinates are there? I don't know how many people I have in my hometown." Wang Jian shook his head and sighed with a little emotion.

In the past, when I attacked the country, I was so energetic that it was almost dusk in a blink of an eye.

The slave nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's right. If the master opened this hole, I wonder how many people would come to fight Qiufeng."

Wang Jian raised his cane and gently tapped the slave's head and cursed, "In the past, the soldiers under the tent had requests, so why am I a stingy person?"

After saying that, he walked towards Ji Chang and the other two with his cane.

The slave was confused, but he didn't think much about it and quickly followed Wang Jian's pace.

"General!"

Ji Chang was very excited when he saw Wang Jian and bowed immediately.

"I'm no longer a general!" Wang Jian shook his head, and the servants beside him were lustful and quickly helped the three of them up.

Wang Jian had no impression of the three of them, only knowing that the three of them claimed to be soldiers under his tent when they attacked Chu in the past and drove a car for him.

Wang Jian is old and can't remember too many people. In fact, the three of them are not qualified to be remembered by Wang Jian.

However, Wang Jian did not put on any airs. Perhaps he saw that the soldiers who dared to fight under his tent in the past were already old.

Or maybe he suddenly wanted to recall the glorious years of the past, or just wanted to communicate with others, Wang Jian sent a slave to feast the three of them to the mansion.

Facing Wang Jian's banquet, the three of them seemed restless and had a strange temper. Sun and the other two seemed extremely peaceful at this time.

"I have resigned and returned to my hometown. I am no longer a general. Now I, Yu Er, are not a superior official. I am the same as me, but a comrade." Wang Jian comforted him and ordered his servants to serve wine and food.

With Wang Jian, he couldn't help but feel relieved, and the three of them finally felt a little stable, recalling the glorious years of the past with Wang Jian.

Oh, Ji Chang was once a soldier in my army.

Sheng and Sun drove the sub-car for me.

Wang Jian thought about it carefully and still had no impressions in his mind. He didn't remember these things more than ten years ago at that time. He only knew that he would fight for the first time.

Today, more than ten years later, Wang Jian remembers their names.

They served under their own hands.

More than a decade ago, they were just insignificant pieces of chess pieces that they played on the battlefield.

Or in that chess game, they were not even considered chess pieces.

But they were full of respect and gratitude to themselves.

They were awarded the title for their merits and moved forward fearlessly under their own flag.

Wang Jian didn't say a lot, just a few words by chance, guiding the direction and rhythm of the topic. The three of them were obviously full of gratitude to Wang Jian.

First, I am grateful to lead them to a great victory back then.

Second, I am grateful to Wang Jian for being a Marquis of Che, who actually met them in person.

They felt ashamed of themselves and felt that they were not worthy of themselves, or that they were not worthy of drinking with Wang Jian in the same case.

So if I wanted to ask Wang Jian for help, I rolled around for a few times and stuck my chest and didn't know how to speak.

In the end, Wang Jian took the initiative to speak.

"Why did you encounter any difficulties at this point?"

Sheng, Sun and the other two were stuttering.

Finally, Ji Chang gritted his teeth and spoke cruelly: "General, I am not invisible. His Majesty sent Xu Fu to sea to find immortals, and a total of three thousand boys and girls were conquered. I heard that the fleet had returned to Langya a month ago. His Majesty was kind and sent people to return home. I have a grandson who was in charge of the service back then, but he still has not returned home yet. I beg the General to help me inquire about it."

Ji Chang finally gritted his teeth and said, "Is it life or death? I want to know a letter."

Wang Jian nodded.

He knew about this matter, after all, his grandson Wang Li was in charge of this group of people in Lantian Daying. The other party's request was very simple for Wang Jian.

"What's your grandson's name?" Wang Jian asked.

"Si, Ji Si!" Ji Chang replied.

Wang Jian nodded and said, "Don't worry, please go home for now and wait for the news. I will send someone to spread it."

Thank you three.

When the three of them left, Wang Jian sent slaves to deliver items such as wine, water, dried meat, cloth, etc.

It is not worth mentioning to Wang Jian, but it is extremely precious to the three of them.

Their biggest title is nothing more than...

The three of them thanked each other again, and finally Ji Chang gave a respectful retreat after giving a big gift in front of the palace.

Wang Jian was left alone and fell into deep thought as he watched the half-cauldron left before the desk.

"Liang Po is old, can he still eat?"

"I didn't expect that I couldn't even eat a cauldron!" Wang Jian sighed and rubbed his stiff calves.

My former subordinates are now old and look like they are not very old.

"Si...Ji Si..." Wang Jian waved and the slave came.

"Go and ask Wang Li if there is a doll named Si among the crew members who came back from Lantian."

The slave responded and went out to spread the news.

Wang Jian stood up with the help of another slave and walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, the singing and dancing girls raised in the mansion are all here again.

Even Wang Jian himself doesn't know how many of them are.

A small number of these singers and dancers were originally owned by the Wang family, and a large part of them were rewards that Wang Jian asked the First Emperor for shamelessness.

Wang Jian once even took the initiative to replace part of his fiefs with singers and dancers.

So many times he went to the royal palace and couldn't even let go, so he even sent out a lot.

As for Wang Ben and Wang Li making friends, it is also very generous to send the singer and dancer.

There is nothing else, there are so many beauties raised by Wang Jiazu.

To be honest, at most, it is not even less than the singers and dancers in the palace.

(ps: Wang Jian once took the initiative to replace part of his fiefs with real-life gold and silver and beauty. Now it is only 80,000 words, so don’t worry. In about twenty pictures, the first volume should be over. The story in the first volume is more about laying the groundwork. In fact, I originally wanted to make some popular science, but later I thought about it, and I was not writing argumentative essays. The first volume was daily, and the second volume would have more dry goods. Everyone should sit firmly and wait for me to leave.)
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