"Coming."
The old man was extremely angry, his voice was weak, and a smile appeared on his decayed old face.
Ying Chengyu nodded silently, tucked the quilt in for the veteran on the hospital bed, then gently pulled it away a little, then tucked it in again, going back and forth.
He lowered his head and did not look at Meng Ao, as if every time he glanced at the old man, he would take away the old man's short life.
"Young Master is so nervous, is it because of me?"
The big hands like chicken skin gently grasped Ying Chengyu's wrist. The old man could no longer use any strength.
Ying Chengqiao turned his head and took a deep breath.
"Say less, Old Man Xia, I'll let you rest more."
"Whether you say it or not, you are going to die. Young master, there is no need to be sad. It is a great blessing for Ao to be granted the title of Marquis of Che, with the title of Champion."
Meng Ao supported the bed with his hands and tried to sit up. He tried twice and declared failure.
When Ying Chengyu heard the movement, he held Meng Ao's waist with one hand and lightly supported Meng Ao with the other. Put the pillow up on the wall and support Meng Ao half-relying on the pillow.
"If you have to be brave, why should you think it was twenty years ago?"
Ying Chengxiao murmured, and when he saw the old man grinning, he wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve and shook it twice in disgust.
"You take good care of your health and keep things simple on the battlefield. How can you be so sloppy off the battlefield?"
"It's just like this, it can't be changed."
The old man looked at Ying Chenglong with a kind face, and raised his hand tremblingly to touch Ying Chenglong's face.
Ying Chengyu rubbed his eyes and sat next to the old man with his head slightly tilted.
The old man felt the real touch, which was much rougher than twenty years ago, and recalled:
"When the young master was five years old, the late King Zhaoxiang took me to see him. He held him in his arms and said, 'Meng Ao, my great-great-grandson is the king of Qin and will be the king of the world in the future. Do you believe it?'
"How dare I say that I don't believe it, so I stepped forward and pinched the young master's face, smiled and complimented him: 'You have the aura of a king.' At that time, the young master's face was even smoother than Qin Jian's freshly scrubbed face.
"The king laughed loudly and said: 'You are getting an advantage.'
"Ao said respectfully: 'Yes, yes, yes.'
"But I thought in my heart: Is the king confused? What does a five-year-old baby know? Even Wu Anjun had a runny nose and played in the mud when he was five years old.
"More than twenty years have passed, and even if Ao goes back to the day when he met the young master, Ao can't believe how powerful a five-year-old boy can be.
"Young master, he is the second genius Ao has ever seen.
"Ao often thinks that it would be great if the young master was born twenty years earlier, no, ten years earlier. Ao can introduce the young master to Wu Anjun, and with the young master here, Wu Anjun will not die..."
When Ying Chengxuan was born, Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi had already been sentenced to death by King Qin Zhaoxiang for six years.
Ying Chengyu didn't know what to say, he couldn't even remember these past events. For him, these things were a little too long ago.
The veteran didn't need Ying Chengyu to reply. He sighed regretfully and continued:
"After that, the king always brought the young master with him whether he went to court or approved memorials. All the important ministers in Xianyang Palace watched helplessly as a little baby behaved like a little adult every day, neither crying nor making trouble, tilting his little head to listen. We discuss matters.
"The person sitting next to me on the Internet was not King Xiaowen or King Zhuang Xiang, but the young master. Only then did Ao Ao realize that the young master was so important in the king's heart.
"Even the birdman Ao can see it, but none of the human spirits in the palace can see it. At first, everyone still teased the young master just to see the king..."
The old man whispered the past events that Ying Chengyu could not remember, as if they all happened yesterday.
Ying Chengyu listened quietly, this was the only thing he could do.
Listen, listen...
The old man's voice became quieter and quieter.
The palm of his hand passed across Ying Chengyu's face and hit the bed under the influence of gravity, making a dull sound.
Ying Chengyu looked up blankly and saw the old man's head bowed deeply.
He raised his hand and placed it tremblingly in front of the old man's nose. The skin was still warm, but there was no air in front of the nose.
In fact, there was no need to do this. With his extremely high martial arts skills, he knew immediately that the old man was dead, but he still had a sense of luck.
He lowered his head, in the same posture as an old man, his shoulders twitching, and tears welled up in his eyes.
…………
More than ten years ago, Ying Cheng was stabbed while playing with Qingmei. The arrow pierced his chest and missed his heart.
King Qin Zhaoxiang was furious and called Meng Ao inside to kill the assassins. He wanted to focus on the place where Ying Chengyu was stabbed.
Ying Chengxiao was in a daze and repeatedly asked King Qin Zhaoxiang not to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so that the people in ten miles could live safely.
After his injuries were gone, Meng Ao came to visit and told him about the hundreds of thousands of innocent souls in the Battle of Changping. When he was young, he only knew that fighting was to fight all the way. If you are still alive at the end, you have won. He told about old age. Only later did I know how to attack with troops.
Final words:
"Go out and repay my name as Meng Ao. If anyone dares to bully you, I will behead him!"
…………
During a court meeting, King Zhuangxiang of Qin entered the palace and picked up Ying Chenglong who was sitting below him, laughing loudly.
"Have you finished approving the memorial to King Xiao Qin?"
Prime Minister Lu Buwei stood up and said seriously:
"'Little Qin Wang' is not in line with etiquette. Please, Your Majesty..."
Before he finished speaking, Meng Ao jumped up, pointed at Lu Buwei's nose and cursed:
"What the hell are you calling a bird! Can your etiquette win the battle? If you can't win the battle, it's a fart! Little King of Qin, Little King of Qin! Nai Gong screamed, so what do you do! What are you capable of reprimanding children? I'm a real horse with you, Nai Gong. Kill with a real sword!"
Lu Buwei had a look of helplessness on his face. When a scholar encountered a soldier, he couldn't explain why.
Seeing that Lu Buwei didn't say anything, Meng Ao didn't give up and grabbed his son Meng Wu with one hand.
"Remember! From now on, my Meng family will call me King Xiao Qin! Let's see who dares to gossip!"
Prince Qin Zhuangxiang laughed happily and gave Meng Ao a thumbs up.
"General Shenwu!"
Then the gloating turned to Lu Buwei.
"Xiangbang, this is not Gu against you, this is General Meng against you. Why don't you speak? Just try to persuade Gu and reason with General Meng! If it doesn't work, just be like me. According to the tradition of Qin, it’s okay to compete.”
Lu Buwei snorted coldly.
"I don't bully my elders!"
Sitting down angrily.
From then on, as long as Meng Ao was around, no one dared to say a bad word about Ying Chengyu, not even the court meeting.
…………
outside the city.
Meng Ao held a sword in one hand and a tiger charm in the other. Looking at the handsome young man who had grown up in front of him, he said sincerely:
"Little King Qin, do you really want to do this? If Ao leads these eight thousand soldiers and horses into Xianyang, the king of Qin is really no longer a prince! Little King Qin will no longer be the King of Qin!"
Ying Chengyu smiled playfully.
"Oh, old boy, why are you so sentimental? The throne is not a good thing, so let's leave it to Brother Wang. After this rebellion, as long as your Meng family doesn't commit suicide, your status will be as stable as Mount Tai. This is not what you dream of. Well."
Patting Meng Ao on the shoulder, Ying Chengyu said:
"Don't hurt Uncle Lu's life. Just kill Lao Ai."
Meng Ao suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man he had seen growing up, from being a young master to being called the young King of Qin. He was angry and refused to argue.
"What's so good about these three words, Lord Chang'an?! You don't even want the throne!"
Ying Chengyu gently stroked the chest of Meng Ao, who was already an old man at that time, and said with an apologetic smile:
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, anger hurts your health."
Meng Ao looked deeply at the young man.
"You are not a king. After Ao suppressed the rebellion this time, I cannot stand behind you without hesitation and support you. No one will be able to call me King Xiao Qin in the future."
Ying Chengyu said indifferently:
"If you can't call me, you can't call me. I think the word "Chang'an Jun" sounds better."
The old man rode away, and when he turned around he said in a very awkward tone:
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, for your contribution!"
…………
Battle of Handan.
Li Mu used his troops like a god and had the advantage of defending the terrain. When Zhao was about to fall, he had the power to mourn his troops, and there was a blood feud between Qin and Zhao.
Not only was Wang Jian, the God of War of the Qin State, unable to capture the enemy for a long time, he also lost his deputy general Heng Jue in a battle.
King Qin Yingzheng sent veteran general Meng Ao, and Wang Jue came from a small road to support him. He was bound to capture Zhao. Ying Chengyu quietly accompanied him with several retainers.
"Chang'an Jun is the chief general, and Ao and Wang Yan are the deputy generals!"
Wang Ye, who was also a veteran, was dumbfounded as he watched his old comrade Meng Ao deliver the tiger talisman to Ying Chengyu.
He immediately objected and was scolded and beaten by Meng Ao. In the end, his objection was ineffective.
Ying Chengyu did not refuse. He took the tiger talisman and did not rush to send troops. He first went to the countryside to train the soldiers for seven days, and then rushed to the battlefield.
The Lord will be the vanguard!
This is a method of warfare that Wang Yan and Meng Ao, two battle-hardened veterans, have never seen before. They didn't see that Ying Chengyu didn't have any military skills. He was just reckless.
In every battle, you must be the first!
Wearing silver-white armor, the extremely distinctive Ying Chengyu charged at the front. As long as he saw the kind silver armor, the Qin soldiers behind them roared and charged into the battle as if they had taken a powerful pill.
There has never been any method of fighting where the general does not send troops to the rear and rushes to the front to face the rain of arrows. The warlike Qin State has never had such a general.
Although the general's armor seems to be different - the helmet is tight and has no gaps at all, and the eyes are covered with a piece of glass. However, it is completely acceptable that the general's armor is a little different, and the food eaten by the Qin army is different depending on the rank.
Although the general is always protected by hundreds of masters, the two sword wielders nearby are even more glaring, able to protect the general and cut through the opposing military formation. But which general doesn’t have personal guards? Is this a big deal?
Ying Chengyu did not attack the city either.
That is to intercept, chase, and ambush, cut off the communication between the cities, and turn Handan into an isolated city.
Wearing all black armor, with saddles on their crotches, stirrups on their feet, and horseshoes on their war horses, these soldiers, followed by the young general who was not afraid of death, stunned the cavalry that Zhao was proud of.
Every time it was a battle of annihilation, not letting a single person get out alive, that's not something that can be described in one word!
A few days later, Li Mu died and Handan was destroyed.
When Zhao Wuanjun, who was said to be dead, followed Ying Chengyu in a taciturn manner.
Meng Ao, who personally gave the tiger talisman to Ying Chengyu, was silent for a long time:
"Chang'an Jun, Ao is going to be on guard against you."
Ying Chengyu laughed loudly and slapped Meng Ao's still strong arm hard.
"Old boy, you know how powerful I am!"
…………
Opening the door, Ying Chengyu looked pale, his eyes red, and grinned.
"The old boy is gone, he didn't guard me."
Meng Tian and Meng Yi rushed into the room from both sides of Ying Chengyu, and their suppressed cries flowed out of the room.
"If you win the championship, my father will die without regrets."
Meng Wu walked into the house from Ying Chengyu and said softly.
His younger brother, Zhao Su, stepped forward and hugged Ying Chenglong.
"It's okay, it's okay..."
The name Champion Hou had not yet spread throughout Xianyang City, and Champion Hou died of illness.
…………
Pei County.
There are snack vendors on both sides of the road here, most of them selling dog meat. The fragrant dog meat mixed with wine is loved by many heroic people.
Gui Guzi, who was eating dog meat with his apprentice at one of the roadside stalls, was stunned for a moment and twitched his fingers.
The old apprentice blinked and put down the big bone in his hand.
"Master, what happened? Did you find the Red Emperor?"
"Nothing, let's eat."
Guiguzi picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.
[Another era has passed, Your Majesty, you have to speed up. ]
"Two old men, would you like to have one more person drinking?"
A young man was laughing and sitting next to Guiguzi. He looked at Guiguzi's face in surprise, picked up the wine bowl on the table and poured a bowl of wine.
Pour and drink by yourself.
"Where did this guy come from!"
The old apprentice raised his eyes and snatched it away with his hand.
With a twist of his wrist, the visitor easily dodged the old apprentice's less fierce attack and still put the bowl of fine wine into his mouth steadily.
Holding the old apprentice's wrist with his backhand, the visitor smiled and said:
"My husband is old and has a bad temper. It's just a bowl of wine. Why are you so stingy?"
Release your hands, gently knead the old apprentice's wrists, and use internal force to activate the qi and blood here so that no blockage will form.
"I don't care what my husband wants for this medical fee!"
This time the visitor picked up the wine jar, without even using the wine bowl, and poured it into his mouth without being polite at all.
The old apprentice was about to get angry, but his wrist was held down by his master, and he turned around to look.
The clever master looked at the visitor with surprise in his eyes.
"Master, do you know him?"
The old apprentice tried to explore.
His master had lived for hundreds of years and knew people of all ages, from three-year-olds to octogenarians.
"Drink slowly, the wine will be enough."
Guiguzi said.
The visitor gulped down the cattle and drank a jar of wine in one go.
Hearing Guiguzi speak, he reached for the dog meat on the plate and said:
"This old man is very grand. After all, it's not good to have wine but no meat. Since you gave me wine, it's only natural that you give me some meat."
Before he finished speaking, he already took a piece of bone and started chewing it.
The old apprentice's eyes showed anger, but seeing that his master didn't say anything, he restrained his temper and stared unkindly at the scoundrel who came uninvited, drank wine, ate meat, and even injured him.
"That makes sense."
Guiguzi smiled and shouted loudly:
"Another three pounds of meat."
The visitor looked surprised, but refused to eat the dog meat that reached his mouth, and looked at Guiguzi warily.
"My husband is so kind? But he recognized my identity?"
Guiguzi became even more interested.
"Oh? Tell me, what is your identity?"
The visitor clapped his hands, stood up, stepped on the stool, and said proudly:
"So that I can let my father-in-law know that I am part of the Ying clan living among the people today, and I am now your Majesty's brother!"
(End of chapter)
