After Hei Fu shouted several times, Yang Xiong finally recognized that the minister wearing a crown on his head was actually his former subordinate, Hei Fu, the commander of the small village...
At that time, Yang Xiong relied on his father's support to enlist in the army as a Langguan. After fighting the battle to destroy Wei, he became a public official. In the next few wars, he jumped three ranks to Zuo Shuchang, and then entered Xianyang as a guard.
Weijun's "Weinan Sima" led three thousand troops.
But Heifu was just a non-starter at the time, and his rapid rise was really amazing. However, Yang Xiong also heard about Heifu winning Xiang Yan's military flag, and expedition south to Yuzhang, and traveled thousands of miles. Looking at this posture, he was
The King of Qin appreciated him and wanted to join the court as a Langguan.
Being on an equal footing with his former subordinates, Yang Xiong felt a little complicated, but he was a deep-minded person and quickly covered it up with a burst of laughter.
"As a man, you can not only see the king from time to time and stay in the guard, but also be the main source of county magistrates. Perhaps by the time you leave Xianyang, you will be able to herd hundreds or thousands of miles! Black man, please encourage him.
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But there is one sentence that Yang Xiong didn't say. Lang Guan Lang Wei is often strictly selected from the nobles with good backgrounds in Guanzhong and who have been loyal to the military for generations. They are all arrogant. With Heifu's title, he should be able to
He holds a large official position, but it is not easy for a boss like him who comes from Guizhou Province to convince his subordinates...
Heifu hurriedly said that he didn't dare. After being humble and polite, he pointed at the guards who guarded Baqiao tightly and did not allow officials and common people to pass: "Yang Sima, with such a formation, could something have happened?"
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After asking, he made a gaffe again and said, "If it's a matter of confidentiality, then I didn't ask!"
Yang Xiong said: "It's not a secret. Soon, everyone in Xianyang and the whole world will know. It's just that the news hasn't come yet."
"Oh? What's the matter?" "Don't worry, just take a guess." Yang Xiong gave up and looked to the east, which is the location of Hangu Pass.
An idea flashed through Heifu's mind and he said with a smile: "In the spring and summer last year, the Yan Dynasty perished. In May, the king declared the world to be peaceful. From then until the autumn harvest, there was no war everywhere. Calculating the time, if we take advantage of the slack time after autumn,
The use of troops in the East has almost achieved results..."
Yang Xiong glanced at Hei Fu in surprise and said with a smile: "You guessed it right. At the end of October, General Wang Ben, General Meng Tian, and General Li Xin went south from Yan to attack Qi. At the beginning of the twelfth lunar month, their troops arrived in Jibei, Qi State. By the end of the twelfth lunar month,
At that time, Qi surrendered without a fight..."
"How fast!"
Heifu has heard about the affairs of Qi State. Now that the three Jin, Yan and Chu have been destroyed, almost all the lords, ministers, officers, soldiers and rangers of the five countries have gone to Qi State, which has become a restoration force.
The most concentrated area. They must have been working hard to fight Qin to the death, but unexpectedly the King of Qi surrendered without even resisting.
"It is the credit of the victory after the Qi Prime Minister."
Yang Xiong laughed loudly: "In all these years, in which year have I not sent him gold and jewels? Thanks to his mediation, Qi State would just sit back and watch the princes perish one after another. King Jian of Qi has been on the throne for forty years, and there has been no war in Qi for forty years.
, If the soldiers and armor are not repaired, and the people are not taught, when the army comes, they will all be weak and will not dare to resist."
"And Chen Chi, the envoy of the State of Qin, was ordered by the king to lure him five hundred miles away, and King Jian of Qi sent him to his door himself!"
As he spoke, he pointed at the cars and horses in the distance, and a group of people coming from east to west, and said: "Look, the large group of people that King Qi Jian entered the court has arrived!"
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On this day, thousands of people gathered at the Ba Bridge to watch the grand occasion of King Jian of Qi entering the Qin Dynasty.
Among them were passers-by and local farmers. Everyone was very excited and pointed at the princes, princes, grandsons, palace maids and maids, tall ladies, ministers and officials who were stepping onto Baqiao one after another.
"This is not an entry into the imperial court. He is clearly a prisoner."
Heifu's coachman Sang Mu shook his head, but he saw that the princes, princes and grandsons who were wearing silk and silk were dejected, while the palace maids were crying and their makeup was ruined, and all the ministers and officials sighed every step of the way.
Earlier, Sang Mu went over to ask about his title. The old farmer, who claimed to be an "official official," was also supported by his grandson, standing on tiptoes to watch this scene. His right arm was broken, so he had to put his left arm on his grandson's shoulder.
Hearing what Sang Mu said, the one-armed old farmer smiled and said: "Young man, you are right, you are not entering the court, but being a prisoner! This scene has been seen for the sixth time since the seventeenth year of this king's reign!"
The seventeenth year of the Qin Dynasty coincided with the year when Korea was destroyed.
"My husband is old, has a high title, and is knowledgeable." Hei Fu praised the old farmer, but the old farmer kept talking.
"The first person to come was Han Wangan. The team was cheering for Zheng Wei. Zheng Jun, who was in charge of the ditch, came to pick him up. He bowed his head by the bridge and said that he could no longer be the minister of Han Wang. He was very emotional. By the way.
, the person who captured the King of Han at that time was the internal history who just came last month... What is his surname?"
"Ye." Heifu took it for him.
"That's right, it's Ye!"
The old farmer patted the back of his gray-haired head with one arm and said with a smile: "A few years later, King Zhao also came. King Zhao was said to be the son of a prostitute. The king was also the most unkind to Zhao. He made him wear a big cloth.
I walked all the way into the customs, wearing clothes and sheep's fur, and didn't even have a car. After more than a thousand miles, my shoes were gone, and my feet were covered in blood. Every step I took, the blood marks were left on the bridge. It's a pity.
Traffic and pedestrians stepped on it, and now it is no longer visible..."
He showed a lot of missing teeth again: "I don't pity him. I also hate Zhao people. I lost my right hand in Changping forty years ago!"
Hearing that he was an old soldier who had fought with Wu'an Lord Bai Qi in the Battle of Changping, Hei Fu couldn't help but be in awe, and asked the old farmer to sit down in the car, not caring that he was nagging him anymore.
The old farmer was very satisfied with Hei Fu's attitude. At his age and experience, he was comparable to Wang Jian. Let alone a Zuo Shu chief, even if the prime minister came, he would not necessarily look good on him.
"But having said that, we also killed Zhao people. We killed more than 400,000 people. We were so red-blooded that the valley was filled with heads. We couldn't bury all the corpses. In the end, even the elixir water was blocked. But this Zhao person, always
It's like the crops in the field can never be killed. If one crop is cut here, another crop will grow in Handan. Anyway, in terms of enmity, the people of Zhao hate the people of Qin, even more."
"Then there is King Wei. King Wei cried so miserably. I heard that his capital city was flooded and destroyed by floods. Many people died. Boats can be driven in the streets, but there is no way to farm crops. It is really sad.
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Hei Fu participated in the battle to destroy Wei and saw the scene where the King of Wei surrendered to Wang Ben.
"Then came the King of Chu... What was his name? It's two-character. Chu sounds hard to pronounce. I can't remember it. The King of Chu brought him back by the way after he inspected the East. There were also thousands of Chu people, all of whom were women.
Petite women, men all wear bright crowns and tassels, crimson clothes and rich robes. But from my perspective, such a tall Chu crown is just a target for arrows on the battlefield. Let alone women, even men have such a thin waist, how can they fight?
Huh? No wonder he has been chased away by Da Qin."
"There is also King Xi of Yan who was captured last year. He has the smallest number of people and is wearing a prisoner's robe. I don't remember anything else except the hundreds of captured Donghu horses."
"Finally, it's King Qi..."
The words of the old Baqiao farmer reminded Heifu of a sentence he had learned in the textbook: Yan and Zhao collect, Han and Wei manage, Qi and Chu's elites, for several generations, plunder their people, leaning against the mountains. Once
There can be no such thing as losing in the meantime...
The old farmer said that his mouth was dry. Heifu smiled and handed over his leather flask. The old farmer took a sip and complained that this was not wine.
While they were talking, most of the people and horses had passed by, and King Qi’s chariot also arrived...
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Qi Wangjian voluntarily surrendered, and his treatment was better than that of Zhao Wangqian. He also had a carriage and horses to ride on, but the carriage did not even have a curtain, not to mention a canopy. It might be that he was deliberately exposed to the disdainful eyes of the Qin people.
In Heifu's eyes, the King of Qi was an old, fat man with a tall crown and a beard, and was dressed in purple. Although purple was not considered the right color in the staid Qin State, the people of Qi liked it. Purple was the most expensive in the whole country.
Before and after King Qi's carriage, in addition to the Qin soldiers escorting him, there were also several people dressed like doctors. They did not have a carriage to sit in, so they could only walk. Several of them could not walk, and regardless of the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, they pulled King Qi's hand.
The shaft of the car borrows strength.
Only a tall doctor, Qi Ren, walked in front of the carriage with his head held high, and Hei Fu saw that he still had shackles on his hands.
Arriving in front of Ba Bridge, the man stopped, raised his bloodshot eyes, looked at the looming Xianyang City in the distance, and showed a sad smile.
He seemed to have made up his mind, and in a few steps he rushed to the front and stopped Qi Wangjian's carriage!
The Qin official who was driving the carriage quickly reined in his horse and asked the Qin soldiers guarding the bridge to drive the man away.
But this man held on to Huabiao at the end of the bridge and said loudly:
"My subordinates once told the king that the land of Qi is thousands of miles away, and there are hundreds of thousands of them armed with armor. However, the heroes of the Three Jin Dynasties did not surrender to the Qin invaders, but there were tens of thousands of them between A and Juan, and the king took them and gave them one hundred thousand.
The people of Chu and Yan did not want to be Qin captives, and there were hundreds of people in Chengyang. The king took them with his 100,000 troops and sent them to take them back.
If the old land of Chu is reached, Wuguan can be entered! In this way, the power of Qi can be established and the five kingdoms can be restored!"
"However, the king did not listen to his ministers, but rather believed in the words of victory later. He went west to attack Qin. Now he regrets it? Where is the five hundred miles of land that the Qin envoy promised to the king? If he had listened to my ministers' plan earlier, we would have already
If you drive through Baqiao and drink from the Wei River, how can you be captured by Qin?"
These words were spoken in the dialect of the State of Qi, and the people of Qin could not understand them. As they looked at each other, the fat man in the carriage, King Qi, felt aggrieved all the way. He couldn't stand it anymore, and his face burst into tears. He stood up and said with cupped hands: "Doctor Jimo,
The widow..."
It was useless to say anything at this time. Dr. Jimo stopped him and sighed: "In the past, my ancestors were kings and kings. I made an inscription on Dun, saying, steam it and taste it, preserve the state of Qi, and be a standard for thousands of descendants forever!"
Those who establish a king are also the state of the country! Those who establish ministers are also the state of the state. But now, the state of Qi has perished, and the Tian family ancestral temple has been extinct..."
"I didn't dare to die at first, but now that I have reached this point, I really don't want to enter Xianyang as a chieftain and make the people of Qin laugh. I deserve to die!"
After saying this, he slammed his head against the stone watch he was holding with such force that he seemed to hear the sound of a watermelon being opened. Doctor Jimo's face was immediately covered with blood, his body was limp, and he looked like he was no longer alive...
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The people of Qin who were watching screamed in surprise. King Jianze of Qi was very sad, choked up a few words, and wanted to get out of the car, but was stopped by Qin officials.
He could only hide his face, unable to see his ministers again, and invited Yang Xiong to come over to check and bury Dr. Jimo properly.
Yang Xiong dismissed it and casually arranged for his subordinates to say: "Find a local stingy man, dig a hole and bury it!"
After the soldiers dragged away Dr. Jimo's body, leaving only two blood marks, the one-armed old farmer who was silent for a long time said quietly: "Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, Qi, although the kings of each country are unworthy,
, Generals and ministers are also people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they all have loyal ministers."
Hei Fu was also very touched and thought to himself: "However, if the kings of the six countries learned to love each other more than a hundred years ago, why would they end up like this..."
However, even if King Wei of Qi and King Xuan are wise and wise, it is difficult to avoid the possibility that their descendants may be stupid, arrogant, or short-sighted. Like the Qin State, which has produced six or seven generations of virtuous kings since Qin Xianggong, it is really a lottery.
Besides, if the six kings were all virtuous, Hei Fu would not be able to get along with Zuo Shuchang so easily, and the children of Nanjun under him would also suffer heavy losses.
The old farmer shook his head and sighed for a while, but he soon became happy again: "My eldest grandson also followed General Meng Tian to fight the Yan Dynasty and went to Qi State. Since there is no need to fight, he will be back soon!"
After saying that, he also lost interest in watching the excitement and let his grandson help him leave.
Heifu had to wait to cross the bridge, so he waited until the end of the motorcade. The wind blew through the bamboo mat covering the car, revealing a golden corner, which made everyone marvel.
Ironically, these dozens of carts of gold were all given to Qi Prime Minister Hou Sheng by the King of Qin, Li Si and Wei Liao, in the past ten years or so, asking him not to help the Five Kingdoms to resist Qin. Now, Hou Sheng keeps the money with interest.
The land was returned...
After all the carriages and horses escorting King Qi had passed, Yang Xiong lifted the martial law at Baqiao. As Sang Mu threw a whip in the air, Hei Fu's carriage set off again.
Driving on Baqiao, looking at the queue of people not far ahead, Heifu could only feel that a piece of history was coming to an end with his own eyes.
His six-year expedition to the east and south has finally come to an end.
With the demise of Qi, the 550 years of war in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods also came to an end!
Heifu looked to the north. He saw the thick smoke billowing on the north bank of the Weishui River, where a huge golden man was being cast. He also saw the majestic palace on the Xianyang Plateau under the blue sky and white clouds!
The First Emperor, waiting there for him to report.
A new story is also waiting for Hei Fu to start!
Heifu smiled and patted the shaft of the carriage gently, summarizing all these years of hard work. "Six kings are finished, and the world is one!"