"you...."
With smoke and dust rising everywhere, Ying Qian pulled out the command sword on the ground and slowly raised his eyes.
The person in front of him looked shocked!
"The face is bloodless and the breath is disordered!"
"Who in the world can hurt you?"
At this moment, Ying Qian couldn't help but scream in surprise!
On the contrary, it was Bai Xiao who smiled casually and said: "Bai Xiao, Lord Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, pay your respects to the young master!"
No one knows that King Qin Zhaoxiang did not deprive the Bai family of his title when Bai Qi committed suicide in Du You.
Later, even though Wang Jian made great achievements, he still did not get the title of 'Wu'anjun', the pinnacle of military generals in the world.
Because...inherited!
"Ying Qian? This old immortal is not dead yet?"
Huang Shigong's expression froze and he was in disbelief.
"Otherwise? Why was it that when Lao Ai launched a coup, Ying Zheng was able to detect it in Yongcheng, and then used the most swift and violent means to subdue the Qin State?"
Guiguzi rolled his eyes at Huang Shigong with disdain on his face.
After saying these words, Huang Shigong suddenly realized: "No wonder I had speculated that Qin's six generations of struggle were extremely weird. It turns out that there is an old man who has survived in the first life! No wonder! No wonder!"
Regarding the discussion between the two of them, Ying Qian didn't even look at it. Instead, he looked at Bai Xiao, his eyes full of heartache: "Who is it? Who is it!"
"Even if I am defeated, I still want to enter Xianyang Palace and let Zheng'er avenge you!"
The Bai family has been loyal for generations, and Great Qin owes the Bai family!
Bai Xiao just smiled lightly and uttered eight words: "Yan Qin Guozuo, Jingshan Phoenix."
...
Xianyang City is bustling with excitement!
One is that the two young masters are patrolling the border troops on behalf of His Majesty, which means that the war in the north is approaching, and the first batch of recruited soldiers will also go to the north with these two young masters.
Secondly, Xu Fu, the immortal master who came yesterday, wanted to patrol the border and pray for this event, so all the people naturally wanted to see it.
Under these two major pieces of news, a piece of gossip quickly spread: Han Han, the general manager of the salt shop, is ill!
You know, in the entire Qin Dynasty, 'Laoliu Salt Shop' has almost covered every county. It is not an exaggeration to say that General Manager Han Han is a wealthy man in Xianyang!
Now that Han Han is ill, many doctors are thinking about it.
"Mr. Duanmu, I'm sorry to bother you with this matter!"
Inside the Prime Minister's residence, Liu Bai personally escorted an old man out.
It is none other than Duanmu Zhenheng, the deputy dean of the Medical College Affiliated to Daqin Library!
Although the medical school has not officially opened yet, the head of the medical family has already begun to prepare the "Medical Manual" to enlighten medical doctors.
"It doesn't matter. As Liu Xiang said before, a large number of diseases are caused by living habits. Now I have compiled these into a book. It doesn't matter if I add a sentence!"
Duanmu Zhenheng said with a smile.
The more he looked at Liu Bai, the more he liked him. He even took his own pulse just now, for fear that Prime Minister Liu would get sick.
As for the living habits that Liu Bai mentioned before, he has also sorted them out. The summary is: 'Wash your hands before meals and after going to the toilet, wash your clothes and beds more often, and cook everything you eat. '
With such earnest reminders, he planned to cooperate with the Mohist printing shop to distribute them to the people of Xianyang in the form of pictures, and then asked the Daqin City Management Supervisor to help supervise.
"Hey, Mr. Duanmu is a kind-hearted doctor, I feel so ashamed!"
"When it comes to medical school, I'm not strict about money! Even when there are more doctors, we can also give the medical school a special research institute to research new drugs like the Mohist Research Laboratory."
Liu Bai said sincerely that he had great admiration for people like Duanmu Zhenheng.
Unlike some doctors in later generations, they really believed in hanging the pot to save the world as their ideal!
"That's great! I'm in a tight situation, so I have no choice but to rely on Prime Minister Liu for my money!"
After saying these words, Duanmu Zhenheng's eyes lit up, and then he bent down slightly.
This is not a salute, but it is an expression of respect.
"Mr. Duanmu, please!"
Liu Bai smiled and supported him slightly, then saw off the guests.
When the great doctor got on the carriage, Liu Bai's smile faded slightly and he looked thoughtful: "We are almost ready for the campaign, we just need one person."
"Long Qie, that Long Wu, when the time comes, call the prime minister's office, and the prime minister will give him his entire 'daughter-in-law'."
Long Qie was slightly startled, then said with a shy face: "Mr. Liu, I don't have a wife yet..."
"Cao Shen gives it to you, do you want it?"
After saying these words, Long Qie's expression suddenly changed and he shook his head repeatedly.
....
At noon, the sun is warm.
Liu Bai walked out onto the street and complained about the chosen time.
It stands to reason that the officials should come together to pray and see him off, but this time it's a bit special. The young master is patrolling the border, and he is too eager, but he is inferior.
After all... imperial power, border patrol, and officials, the three things put together are too sensitive.
Therefore, most officials just come to the street in civilian clothes to take a look and salute, which is considered adequate.
"According to the decree of His Majesty the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, the eldest son Fusu and the sixth son Yingche, together with the newly recruited soldiers, went to the northern Dai County to patrol the border troops!"
As a trumpet sounded, the gate of Xianyang Palace opened, and Fusu and Yingche, riding tall horses, walked at the front of the queue.
Both sides of the street were already guarded by soldiers from the city defense army, and there were still unknown numbers of Black Dragon Guards protecting them in the dark.
"Young Master is patrolling the border! Is the real war finally going to begin? Do you think our Great Qin will directly destroy the Xiongnu this time?"
"What's the use of that shabby place?"
"Uh... raise horses? Or... raise horses? I heard that the Xiongnu bitches are very fierce and energetic!"
"Fart, I don't believe that our Majesty will fight the Huns for the sake of the Huns. I really have to say... I guess it's because His Majesty thinks the Huns are an eyesore!"
"Hey! Look, Mr. Fusu and Mr. Che are both handsome!"
"Nonsense, this is His Majesty's son!"
"...."
Among the crowd, voices of discussion rang out.
The people of Da Qin were not too surprised by the young master's patrol.
Why?
When the Qin Dynasty was established, let alone the young master going to the front line of the army, it was the King of Qin who led the troops. That was a common occurrence!
The folk customs are tough, that's because the king... is also tough!
"You bastard! How great it would be if I rode Wu Zhui and led the troops to the front line!"
Liu Bai couldn't help but speak with envy.
Wu Zhui has been raising it for so long, but he has never actually ridden it to fight!
The overlord of Western Chu rides Wu Zui and is invincible in the world! I, Liu Bai, also ride on Wu Zhui, and I even killed the Overlord of Western Chu, which means that I, Liu Bai, am even more invincible than the invincibles in the world!
As the queue slowly advanced, it reached Zhengyang Street.
Xu Fu’s prayer altar has been set up a long time ago, and we have been waiting for a long time!
"Pray for blessings from the Immortal Master!"
As a trumpet sounded, Xu Fu, wearing a mysterious talisman robe, ascended to the altar. He held a sword in his hand, pointed his finger toward the sky, and shouted: "I am in Jiazi, please ask for blessings and misfortunes!"
"Heaven help me!"
With his loud shout, a sudden change occurred!
