A crow made a shrill call in the sky.
As a result, hundreds of Forbidden soldiers surrounding the chariot heard a "boom!" and a huge roar exploded at their guard.
Even the chariot pulled by six war horses could not resist the hammer flying with huge inertia in front of it!
Amidst the screams of the imperial guards and the roar of the horses falling to the ground, the huge chariot was shattered to pieces by the hammer with a bang.
"Protect the king!"
"Come on, catch the murderer!"
Amidst a burst of exclamations, General Meng flew over with a long sword in his hand. He couldn't help being startled when he looked at the chariots scattered on the ground.
The long sword was unsheathed with a clang, and he looked at the panicked Imperial Guards and shouted: "Protect the king's chariot. If anything goes wrong, I will cut off your heads!"
After saying that, he didn't even look back and ran towards the chariot a few feet ahead!
"Protector King, come on!"
"The front camp attacks and captures the murderer!"
Soon, the Imperial Army who had recovered their senses let out a burst of roars, and under the command of General Meng, surrounded the remaining chariot.
More imperial troops came towards the chariot, and in just a blink of an eye, the chariots behind the general were surrounded by three levels.
However, the moment before General Meng flew over.
The big guy with the hammer turned into a black smoke and ran towards the depths of the wasteland through the billowing black smoke.
He and Zhang Liang were going in different directions. Both of them took advantage of the fire and thick smoke and desperately escaped from the official road in the panic of the imperial army.
For the big man, the hammer had smashed the chariot pulled by six war horses. As for whether the King of Qin was in the car or whether the King of Qin had received a fatal blow, it was no longer his concern now.
What he wanted to do was to use the fastest speed to escape from here with the Forbidden Army gathering to pursue him.
This was an extremely risky gamble. Under the calculations of Cang Haijun and Zhang Liang, as long as the big man approached King Qin's chariot and blasted out the huge hammer, he would have a chance to kill King Qin on the spot.
He had been preparing for this opportunity for a long time to avenge his family and country by killing the King of Qin, and he was not afraid of taking a gamble at all.
Even if it means taking two lives.
The fallen carriage on the official road was still making a rattling sound under the struggle of the horses, and the wooden carriages were shattered into pieces in front of hundreds of imperial troops.
However, what gave the Imperial Guards some relief was that there was no shadow of the king in the chariot that had fallen to the ground and turned into ruins.
As long as the king is fine, the Imperial Guards will be fine, so everyone has a feeling of escaping from death.
The imperial troops who fell under Zhang Liang's arrows were not fatally injured because their chests were protected by heavy armor.
The chariots that fell on the official road in the spring rain were quickly cleared out by the Imperial Army. The thick smoke billowing in the rain could not stop the King of Qin's majesty and deep anger.
The mighty King of Qin did not expect that he would be attacked on the way out on patrol. If the assassin had not bet on the wrong chariot, he might have fallen in the spring rain.
Reaching out to lift the corner of the chariot, King Qin looked at Zhao Gao and Li Si who came after hearing the news with an angry face and shouted: "Where were you when I was attacked?"
Without waiting for the two of them to reply, he looked at General Meng in front of him and said coldly: "Have the imperial troops been sent to capture the murderer?"
General Meng stepped forward and bent down, cupping his hands and replied: "Back to your Majesty, four lines of forbidden troops have been sent out to pursue us in four different directions."
"Check! Send an order to the world to find today's murderer at all costs!"
With a wave of his hand, King Qin signaled Zhao Gao to come forward and reprimanded him coldly before giving the order to General Meng: "Clear the road and continue moving forward."
Although today's assassination made King Qin angry, it was nothing compared to his conquest of the six kingdoms.
Could it be that in the whole world, a decree was issued and the whole world was shocked, who would dare to protect the assassin of Qin?
The rain was still falling and the thick smoke gradually dispersed, but it could not extinguish King Qin's anger.
With a wave of his hand, Zhao Gao exiled the dozen or so forbidden troops responsible for exploring the road.
And in Bolangsha, a pursuit order for assassins was issued to the entire Qin Dynasty. Anyone who provides information about today's assassins will be rewarded heavily.
For a time, the world was shocked.
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Zhang Liang's assassination of Qin in Bolangsha has not yet reached the imperial city, and the academy is currently busy organizing the Spring Poetry Festival.
Due to various reasons, there are not many poetry societies like the Academy in the current imperial city.
There are only two festivals each year, spring and autumn. Spring is around the Qingming Festival, and autumn is naturally the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
And this is only held by the academy for a group of students. It is intended to improve the students' writing quality and increase communication among students.
Even such a poetry meeting for academic exchange has nothing to do with power.
But because it was the academy where the Master was, young men and ladies from the imperial city, and even students from other cities who came here to attend.
In everyone's opinion, if you can get a compliment from the master at the poetry meeting, it is the best opportunity to improve your reputation.
Therefore, every year the poetry festival and the academy will welcome different guests.
Unlike other places, you do not need a name card to participate in the poetry meeting at the academy. You only need to register your name and location at the entrance of the academy.
Because the master was afraid of trouble, he did all this in preparation for Gongsun Qingming from the Yamen to come and inspect him one day.
Even though Zhang Liang was not here, Li Xiuyuan still accepted the master's invitation and agreed to bring Xiao Hei to the academy to join in the fun because of Xiao Hei's reasons.
If it weren't for the invitation from the master, Li Xiuyuan would never have participated in such a poetry meeting, nor would he let Xiao Hei participate.
Because in his opinion, this was not the spring banquet of Fengyun City back then, and he didn't have the need to do so.
I was young and frivolous back then, both because of my husband and because of the young lady in the general's residence.
At the moment, both he and Xiao Hei are half-full of the four-character poems represented by the Book of Songs and the so-called Sao style poems of Chu Ci. How can they dare to show their shame at this time?
Is it possible to tell people that I am just a wine shopkeeper?
On the other hand, Xiao Hei was very excited. Such poems would definitely be attractive to him, because he could meet his senior brothers and sisters who were older than him in the academy.
Sitting on the carriage, Xiao Hei chuckled and said, "Brother, we just went to see the excitement."
Li Xiuyuan suppressed his smile and replied: "Just take a look, don't talk too much, otherwise I will turn around and go to the mountain to drink tea with the Master."
Xiao Hei said oh, thinking that he couldn't write poetry, at most he just wanted to watch the fun.
The carriage was running on the road, and seeing it getting closer and closer to the academy, Li Xiuyuan felt depressed.
Because he thought of Zhang Liang who had gone out and not returned, even though he already knew the result, he couldn't help but frown.
These days, he has been thinking, will he ruin the outcome of the entire incident because he helped Zhang Liang gather energy and embark on a path of spiritual practice?
Will he and Xiao Hei be kicked out by the Heavenly Dao here?
He stretched out his hand to open the corner of the car window and saw the academy in the spring breeze. He couldn't help but sigh, thinking that there might have been such a gathering in the academy in Shura Tianyu back then.
It was just that at that time, because of my health, I was not welcomed by a group of talented students, so I followed the Master to practice at Wangyue Stream in the back mountain early.
Thinking about it carefully, although I have always been in the human world, the human world is so far away from me.
It would be better for Wu Xin and Jasmine after reincarnation to be ordinary teachers in a place like the west of Kangchuan City where sewage flows.
He taught every lesson well to the children, and then happily ate the meals brought to him by the children.
I have always refused to truly enter the human world.
Even after returning to the imperial city of the Five Regions and the small town on the Fuchun River, where he brewed the cheapest black bean wine, he still had not entered the most ordinary world.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh: "The path is easy, but I keep choosing."
Until this moment, Li Xiuyuan's unmoving state of mind for many years was like the ice and snow on the top of a snow-capped mountain, which collapsed under the sunlight.
Xiao Hei was opening the curtain to look at the carriage on the roadside, but did not see his brother's condition.
Only the drivers who were following Li Xiuyuan's carriage from a distance suddenly saw a faint golden light filling the carriage in front of them.
They all muttered to themselves, thinking that there was either an unborn baby in the carriage in front of them, or a monk who looked like a god.
Li Xiuyuan, who was in the carriage, naturally couldn't see his situation. At the moment, he just wanted to go up the mountain to see his master.
He felt that he wanted to ask Master Yu.
If the master is not around, there must be a master among the three of us. The master in front of us is his best teacher.
In his opinion, maybe he had never really thought about entering the human world. Even when he wielded his troops in southern Xinjiang and killed the enemy with his sword, he was also a high-ranking national master.
When did you lower your head and think about going to the military camp to look at ordinary soldiers and ask them what they were thinking?
Even though he cared about the Forbidden Army and shouted the slogan "Fight together, go home together" when he went out to fight, it was just out of compassion for him as a Buddhist disciple.
It has nothing to do with the human world.
Along the way, when the carriage stopped, and when Li Xiuyuan took Xiao Hei's hand and left the carriage, the faint golden light disappeared at the entrance of the academy.
Several carriage drivers who came from afar did not see the two people leaving, so they all speculated about what kind of big shot came to the academy today.
It wasn't until Li Xiuyuan followed up with the academy that he learned that this year's poetry festival would be held on the island in the center of the academy's lake.
From a distance, the small island located in the big lake is not that big.
It wasn't until the two of them walked all the way from the stone bridge on the lake that they saw a different scenery here. Not to mention the peach blossoms and pear blossoms, there were also people sitting in the pavilion in the garden chatting early.
After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, he found that the master did not participate in this year's poetry meeting. He probably stayed in the mountains to watch the spring breeze alone.
There were many young men and young ladies sitting in the pavilion. Before the poetry meeting began, they each looked for their friends and started chatting.
Li Xiuyuan didn't like the busy pavilion, so Tian took Xiao Hei to sit down at a quiet stone table by the lake.
"Junior brother Xiao Hei." Not far away, Xiao Hei's classmates were greeting him.
Xiao Hei glanced at Li Xiuyuan. Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Go ahead, I'll sit here for a while."
Xiao Hei chuckled, looked at him and said, "Xiao Hei will go play for a while. If my brother is bored, go up the mountain to see the Master. I will go to the mountain to find you later."
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said: "If you can't find me in a while, go to Master Banshan."
While they were talking, a boy slightly older than Xiao Hei ran over panting and shouted to Xiao Hei from a distance: "Hurry up, the poetry meeting will start soon."
Xiao Hei chuckled: "Even if we start, it is still the world of senior brothers and sisters. How can we recite poetry?"
The boy glared at Xiao Hei and laughed loudly: "The teacher said that participation is the most important thing. We won't do it this year. Maybe it will be our turn next year."
Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting by the lake, secretly admired that the teachers in the academy really taught well.
If you don't know how to do it this year and don't learn it next year, when will you be able to write a four-character poem that will be passed down through the ages?
Thinking about the spring banquet that year, if I hadn't been young and brave enough to jump onto the high platform, I wouldn't have those two verses that amazed everyone.
If you fall in love with the upper floors, you should naturally take advantage of your youth.
