There was a smell of embarrassment in the carriage.
Neither Shatilie nor Heishan said anything. Anyway, after a few more hours, the pants should be dry. At that time, they can pretend that nothing happened.
At this time, a Qin soldier guard who had followed Li Xin all the way came over casually and said, "General Li Xin is drunk. He told you to leave on your own. After passing the Great Wall, you will reach the land of the Xiongnu. You must know the way too."
After saying this, the guards didn't bother to pay attention to the two Huns envoys anymore, so they gathered among the border soldiers and talked about their experiences in Xianyang City.
The one that gets talked about the most is Huaiguzi, which has been in the limelight recently.
Have you seen an immortal in your dream? One hundred thousand dollars for a cup of fairy wine? Beat General Wang Li? Are you willing to gamble your life with others at every turn?
The Qin soldiers guarding the border were fascinated when they heard this, and they missed the Central Plains even more.
That night, I didn't know where to play the reed pipe, and all night long the people were looking for their hometown.
The Qin soldiers guarding the border were homesick, and Heishan and Shatilie were even more homesick. After receiving the order to leave, Heishan struggled to get up, sat in the coachman's seat, flicked his whip, and drove the carriage to the north.
After crossing the Great Wall, Heishan breathed a sigh of relief. He finally returned to the Huns and no longer had to worry.
At the same time, he felt more and more hatred in his heart, and couldn't help but think: "The people of Qin are really rude, they actually made me wait in the carriage for four hours. Well, after I go back, I will guard Qin's defense and strengthen its troops." Tell Shanyu in detail, I will kill you all and make rivers of blood flow."
Thinking of this, Heishan said to Shatilie who was behind him: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will report it to the Chanyu when I get back next time. Today's shame will be wiped away soon."
When Shatilie heard this, he broke out in a cold sweat: "What? He wants to report to my father? What to report? Of course it is my punishment. If my father knows about it, how can I inherit the throne? How can I keep it? life?"
The more Shatilie thought about it, the more frightened he became. Looking at Heishan's back, he felt more and more that this man deserved to die.
So he quietly touched his arms and took out a short knife.
Then, with a sudden force, he thrust the knife into Heishan's back.
Heishan screamed and fell off the carriage. His body twitched twice and then closed his eyes.
When he was dying, Heishan was still regretting: "It's a pity that I haven't had time to tell Shan Yu about Qin's customs defense."
Montenegro was dead, Shatilie climbed into the coachman's seat and began to drive the horse northward.
Shatilie looked back at Black Mountain lying on the grassland. There were already crows circling nearby.
Bodies on the grassland will not be preserved for long. Crows, eagles, hungry wolves, wild dogs... everyone will follow the smell.
Shatilie whispered: "Heishan, Zhu Xuer, and every Huns killed by Donghu, I will definitely avenge you. After I return this time, I will convince my father to go to Donghu."
As for revenge against Great Qin, Shatilie never thought about it. Even if he wants to take revenge, he has to wait until he inherits the position of Shanyu and kills Mao Dun. Otherwise, if those people in Huaiguzi reveal their secrets, wouldn't it be the end?
Shatilie whipped his whip vigorously and drove the carriage towards the north.
A quarter of an hour later, Shatilie suddenly remembered something: "I...I don't know the road."
Every time he went out, Shatilie was always surrounded by people, and he never needed to remember the way. But now, he is the only one left.
He knew that the Shanyu Royal Court was in the north of the Qin Dynasty, but... the north was also very big.
Shatilie wanted to find someone to ask, but in the vast grassland, it was normal not to see anyone for dozens of days.
Shatilie was a little on the verge of tears and felt that he was afraid that he was going to die in his hometown.
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In the Qin Palace, Weiyang called Fu Yao into a small room.
"What is your master doing?" Weiyang asked.
Fu Yao thought for a while and said, "I am teaching farmers how to make steamed buns recently, because the master has promised my father to supply hundreds of kilograms of steamed buns to the palace every day."
Weiyang asked again: "Besides making steamed buns, what else are you doing?"
Fu Yao said: "Make steamed buns. Master grows a lot of leeks and says that although the steamed buns with leeks are delicious, they will inevitably leave a bad breath after eating them, which is very annoying."
Weiyang asked again: "Besides making steamed buns and steamed buns, what else is there?"
Fu Yao added: "Bake immortal cakes. Master said that there are two types of immortal cakes, one is leavened flour cake, the other is dead flour cake..."
Wei Young was a little helpless: "Why are they all eating? Doesn't he want to do something else?"
Fu Yao was stunned for a moment, then he immediately came to his senses and said, "That's right. Master has told me that if anyone else asks, I will always answer that Master is refining the elixir."
"Weiyang, because you are my sister, I am telling you the truth. Please don't talk nonsense."
Weiyang rubbed her temples angrily, and then said to Fu Yao: "He never mentioned... a fan?"
Fu Yao suddenly understood and said, "Did you give him the fan?"
Wei Yang's face turned slightly red, and she pretended to be calm and said, "Yes. How did he react after getting the fan?"
Fu Yao thought for a moment and said, "Master sniffed it deeply that day."
Wei Yang suspected that she heard wrongly: "What's more?"
Fu Yao grabbed Wei Young's handkerchief and said, "That's it."
Then, Fu Yao imitated Li Shui's example, burying his head in the handkerchief, inhaling greedily, making his movements as obscene as possible.
Wei Yang looked angry and snatched the handkerchief away. After thinking about it, she threw it back to Fu Yao: "I don't want it anymore, it's so dirty."
Fu Yao didn't mind and put it in his arms.
Wei Yang frowned and said, "Master Huai will definitely not be like you."
Fu Yao said: "That's natural. What kind of person is my master? Although I try hard to imitate his manners and movements, I'm still not as good as he is."
Wei Yang simply ignored the words and asked Fu Yao: "Your master, did you mention a poem recently?"
Fu Yao shook his head: "No, my master never recites poetry."
Weiyang sighed: "Forget it, you go and play."
Fu Yao ran away, leaving Wei Young a little confused. She thought of the poem on the fan and felt a little uneasy.
"Qingqing Zijin, lingering in my heart. Even if I don't go, Zi Ning will not listen. Could it be... that this poem is too straightforward? Did it scare Huai Guzi? No, I just said that I want him to come in often Palace, bring me something to eat. If he thinks too much, it’s none of my business, right?"
At this moment, Weiyang was really tossing and turning, with ups and downs in her heart.
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In Shangjun's courtyard, Li Shui was drinking with Li Xin.
Li Xin came back very quickly. He worked hard all the way without rest for several days, and finally returned to Xianyang.
After coming back, he first reported to his wife, then took a shower and changed clothes, and went to Li Shui's place to drink.
Li Xin poured himself a cup and drank, shouting happily.
Li Shui was playing with the fan Wei Yang gave her. He suddenly discovered that the flowers and birds on the fan had older traces. As for that poem, the traces are relatively new, as if it had just been engraved on it.
Could it be that Wei Yang carved it himself?
After Li Xin had a few drinks, he saw Li Shui's fan and exclaimed, "This fan is really a good thing."
Li Shui took the opportunity to ask Li Xin: "Brother Li, do you know how to read?"
Li Xin suddenly asked, blushing, and shouted: "How can I be illiterate? How can a general be illiterate? Li has been a nobleman for generations, and he has read poetry and books since he was a child..."
Li Shui was overjoyed and quickly took out the fan, pointed to the poem on it, and asked, "What is this about?"
Li Xin felt a little guilty. It's true that he knew the characters, but he didn't know the characters on the fan.
There are eight types of Qin scripts: large seal script, small seal script, engraving script, insect script, imitation script, signature script, Shu script, and official script. They have different uses and different writing methods.
Ordinary nobles, who have read poetry and books since childhood, can recognize him. However, Li Xin had little interest in reading since he was a child. He believed that writing was just to help remember things, and doing so many tricks was simply to impress the public.
Therefore, after he learned the most widely used Xiaozhuan, he abandoned the others.
Most of his time was spent studying the art of war.
The characters on the fan looked like large seal scripts, but also looked like carved talismans. Li Xin was a little unsure.
If it were another time, maybe I could grab a doctor and ask. But now Li Shui is waiting nearby, which is embarrassing.
Li Xin's eyes widened and he hesitated, "This seems to be a poem."
Li Shui said: "Yes, there are several words in each piece, and I can tell it is a poem. Brother Li, do you recognize it?"
Li Xin said: "Why, you don't recognize it?"
Li Shui's face turned red and hesitantly said: "I am from Chu. The writing of Chu State is very different from that of Qin State."
Li Xin nodded: "That's true."
At the same time, he was relieved: Since you Huaiguzi don’t know how to read, I’m just making nonsense. Looking back I realized I was wrong. I just said I was drunk and didn’t see clearly.
There is a poem on the fan, um... which poem do I know best by heart? Got it!
Li Xin confidently pointed to the fan and said: "Look, there are four lines in this poem. They are: How can I say that I have no clothes, I share the same robe with my son, the king is in the army, repair my spear... huh?"
Li Xin couldn't continue practicing because the last sentence "Zi Ning Bu Si Yin" contained five characters. This number no longer matches the number.
Li Xin paused for a moment, scratched his head, and said, "The last sentence is, repair my spear..."
Li Shui chuckled and put away the fan.
He has already seen that Li Xin doesn't know how to read. I am still practicing my spear and spear. I don’t know the seal script, but I can still recite a few poems from the Book of Songs. Who are you fooling?
