In the twenty-eighth year of the First Emperor, that is, 219 BC, after everything was ready, Ying Zheng led a huge fleet to patrol eastward at the end of March.
In order to show the emperor's majesty, under the planning of the ministers, the motorcade had the style of a patrol of princes and kings from the six countries.
At the front of the convoy is the evil chariot, with a mahogany bow and reeds on it, which can shoot evil spirits, ward off evil spirits, and suppress all ominous omens.
In addition, the accompanying cars are all covered with tiger skins, and the last two cars are decorated with leopard tails.
The chariots are divided into five colors for mounting the chariot and five colors for standing the chariot. According to the orientation of the five elements, the six golden chariots of the First Emperor are surrounded.
The gold-rooted chariot is pulled by six black military horses.
Each horse is fat and strong, with shiny hair, and looks extremely handsome.
Even the horse hooks at both ends of the shaft are engraved with gold and silver. The grooms all wear high crowns on their heads and jade ornaments on their waists. They look energetic and majestic.
Behind the golden root car were eighty-one accompanying cars, in which sat the accompanying concubines and ministers of civil and military affairs.
There were thousands of elite tiger warriors at the front and rear of the convoy, riding on horses with uniform black manes, holding spears, giant axes, and five-color flags symbolizing the emperor's majesty.
At this time, inside the Xianyang Palace.
Ying Zheng had just finished washing and was getting dressed.
Although today was the big day for the Eastern Patrol, he cared more about the arrival of the immortals that Xu Fu said than the Eastern Patrol.
"Xu Fu, when did the immortal you mentioned come?"
While Ying Zheng was being dressed by the palace maids, he asked Xu Fu who was waiting respectfully behind him.
Xu Fu pinched his fingers pretendingly, then shook his head and said: "At a quarter of noon, the world is turned upside down, and immortal blessings will last forever."
"A quarter past noon?"
Ying Zheng frowned and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Zhao Gao's voice coming from outside the door: "Your Majesty, Young Master Hao wants to see you!"
"What is this boy doing here?"
Ying Zheng was a little surprised, and then asked Xu Fu: "Have you met Young Master Hao?"
"Gongzi Hao?"
Xu Fu was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and bowed: "Your Majesty, I have heard about Young Master Hao's talent for a long time, but it is rare to see him."
"Oh? If that's the case, then stand aside and take a good look at my son. He, like you, has had a strange destiny!"
Are you as lucky as me?
Xu Futong shrank suddenly, and his thoughts suddenly came to him.
It turns out that the person who came forward to slander His Majesty... was actually Gongzi Hao.
This man is so vicious that he actually asked Your Majesty to cut off my flesh and blood to make elixirs!
This is simply the evil way!
With anger in his heart, a cold light flashed in Xu Fu's eyes, which disappeared briefly, and then he bowed and stepped aside, remaining silent.
Soon, Zhao Hao walked in with a smile from outside the door and saluted Ying Zheng:
"My son, I pay my respects to my father. Long live my father! Long live my father!"
"Ah!"
Ying Zheng snorted and looked at Zhao Hao with some amusement: "Tell me, what's the important thing you came to see me for?"
"Look what Father said, can't I just come to you if I have nothing to do?"
Zhao Hao stepped forward with a playful smile and looked at Ying Zheng's clothes carefully. He couldn't help but marveled: "It's so noble. My father's outfit is worth a few small goals at least!"
"Small goal?"
Ying Zheng was stunned: "What small goal?"
"Money! My father's outfit must be worth a lot of money!"
"What do you know, kid? This is the majesty of the emperor. It's nothing but money. It's tacky!"
"..."
Zhao Hao was speechless.
Now that you think money is tacky, you may have forgotten the days when you used to make money in different ways.
That's it, people, the scars are healed and the pain is forgotten.
Don’t have a long memory!
The First Emperor's father vomited in his heart for a while. Zhao Hao was about to speak when he suddenly spotted Xu Fu standing in the corner out of the corner of his eye. He frowned but didn't care, and then continued
road:
"Father, I am here to see you off this time. In addition, I have a few things for you!"
"Something? What?"
Hearing that Zhao Hao wanted to give him something, Ying Zheng suddenly became interested.
After all, the things in Zhao Hao's hands are all rare.
The Liuwei Dihuang Pills he had taken before were very effective, and he has been preparing to experience "Ma Zhen" during his eastward tour.
But Zhao Hao was a little embarrassed and said: "That thing is a bit big, I need my father and son to go out..."
"a bit big?"
Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then waved away the palace maid who was waiting for him, quickly adjusted his robes, and followed Zhao Hao out of the palace, feeling extremely excited at the same time.
Not long after, the two came to a remote palace.
"Crunch."
As soon as Zhao Hao opened the palace door, he smelled a pungent smell and couldn't help but frown and ask, "What is this place?"
"Back to my father, I don't know where this place is. I heard that it has been idle all year round, so I used it as a warehouse."
Zhao Hao replied without turning his head.
Ying Zheng looked at him in surprise: "You can use the idle palace as you please? Why don't you discuss it with me?"
"Oh, father, between us father and son, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine, no distinction is made between us!"
"What's yours and mine? If you don't follow the rules, watch out for your skin!"
"hehe."
Zhao Hao smiled noncommittally.
Ying Zheng spoke harshly, but he didn't care in his heart. He walked towards the palace and looked around.
At this time, Zhao Hao walked to the window, stretched out his hand and pulled the rope next to him, and a vent was immediately revealed. The sun shone in from the outside, and it became much brighter in an instant.
"Why don't you light a lamp?"
Ying Zheng was confused by Zhao Hao's operation. He subconsciously looked around and found that there was not a candle or an oil lamp here.
"No open fire is allowed here, otherwise if something happens, I'm afraid my father's palace will be blown away!"
Zhao Hao quickly stopped Ying Zheng from this bold idea.
After all, this place is full of black powder, which is as powerful as a small missile.
If an explosion really occurs, the record of the death of the second generation of the Qin Dynasty will be broken.
Directly smells like Gomuou.
Hearing the warning, Ying Zheng's eyelids twitched and he subconsciously took a few steps back. His eyes even changed when he looked at Zhao Hao.
Is this kid trying to kill his father and usurp the throne?
What a big dog!
"Father, don't worry, as long as there are no open flames, there will be basically no problems here!"
Zhao Hao looked back at Ying Zheng and comforted him with a warm smile.
Ying Zheng hesitated for a moment and finally walked in.
Even if this kid wants to kill his father and usurp the throne, he won't risk himself...
After figuring out the key, Ying Zheng became more courageous and followed Zhao Hao to a table.
There was a box on the table, and the contents inside were very precious even to Zhao Hao.
"This is....."
Ying Zheng pointed to the box with a curious face and asked Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao smiled and said, "Didn't my father ask me about gunpowder weapons before? This thing is called the Vulcan Gun, and its power is definitely beyond my father's imagination!"
As he spoke, he carefully opened the box, revealing a brown-black object that looked like the handle of a cane.
"Is this the Vulcan Gun?"
Ying Zheng looked at it carefully and looked at Zhao Hao with surprise and confusion: "This thing has no edge, how can it hurt people?"
"This thing doesn't require a sharp edge. As long as you find the right target, the old, weak, women and children can easily kill people."
Zhao Hao said, picked up the gun from the box, loaded it with gunpowder and projectiles, came to a shooting range far away from the gunpowder box, and shouted:
"Father, come here
Look at that armor! "
"Um?"
Ying Zheng, who was still wondering about Zhao Hao's actions just now, heard Zhao Hao's Hu Hai and looked at Zhao Hao as if he had reacted.
I saw Zhao Hao raising his finger and pointing at a set of armor in the corner, and said excitedly: "Father, I have taken a look at it. Today, I will let you see what a real artifact is!"
As he finished speaking, he raised the gun in his hand and aimed it directly at the armor.
"boom--!"
A gunshot suddenly rang out, and Ying Zheng was shocked, only to see a beam of fire flashing from Zhao Hao's hand.
Before he could react, Zhao Hao pulled him with a smile and ran towards the armor.
"this....."
Ying Zheng's eyes widened, staring straight at the armor in front of him.
This is the latest standard armor equipped by Da Qin. Its sturdiness has already been tested by war, but now it has a hole.
Logically speaking, fire cannons cannot penetrate armor, because actual combat in the Ming Dynasty has long been proven that three-eyed fire cannons cannot penetrate the armor of the Qing army. This is one of the reasons why hundreds of thousands of Ming troops cannot defeat tens of thousands of Qing troops.
But the fire gun in Zhao Hao's hand is not the three-eyed fire gun in the hands of the Ming army.
First of all, the gunpowder ratio in the Ming Dynasty was not optimal, and the power was naturally not high.
Secondly, most of the armor of the Qing army was made of steel plates, which were much harder and stronger than bronze.
Finally, the shooting distance between the two armies is also relatively long.
To sum up, it is reasonable that the fire gun in Zhao Hao's hand can penetrate the Qin Dynasty armor.
However, this is very unreasonable in Ying Zheng's eyes.
He looked at the fire gun in Zhao Hao's hand with a fiery look on his face, thinking that this thing was much more powerful than a crossbow and could actually shoot through armor.
If this were put on the battlefield, wouldn't it be a disdain?
"Father, do you want to try it?"
"Can I use it too?"
Ying Zheng said in surprise.
Zhao Hao smiled hoarsely: "This thing is originally for my father's self-defense, so naturally it must be used by my father!"
With that said, he loaded the gunpowder and projectiles again and taught Ying Zheng how to use them.
"Father, there is a crosshair on the barrel of the gun. Just look at it, aim at the target, and pull the trigger..."
Listening to Zhao Hao's instructions, Ying Zheng picked up the blunderbuss unfamiliarly and took aim. He thought it was very simple and immediately chose another armor.
"boom--!"
Pulling the trigger, a flash of fire came out of the barrel. Ying Zheng felt his palm go numb. Then he looked up at the armor and was slightly startled when he found that the armor was intact.
At this time, Zhao Hao was heard laughing from the side: "Father's marksmanship still needs more practice!"
What does it mean?
Did I miss the target?
Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and searched carefully. Finally, he found a hole about one meter away from the armor, and he couldn't help but blush.
hateful!
This guy has tricked me again!
Although Ying Zheng was a little unhappy at being embarrassed in front of his son, the power of this fire gun really opened Ying Zheng's eyes.
He played with the fire gun in his hand with great interest, his eyes flashing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Zhao Hao looked him up and down, winked and said, "How about it, Father? The power of this Vulcan gun is not bad. As long as we establish a science academy and train enough talents, we can make such a thing. It is impossible to dominate Jiuzhou." What a difficult task!"
Hearing Zhao Hao's words, Ying Zheng nodded with great approval.
Such a powerful weapon is not difficult to use.
If this kind of weapon could be popularized in the military, even the most elite military would not be able to resist it.
At this time, Ying Zheng didn't have the time to care about his own marksmanship.
After all, it's nothing to be embarrassed in front of his son. It's not the first time anyway.
After thinking about it, Ying Zheng put away the blunderbuss in his hand and looked at Zhao Hao with a smile: "I just heard you tell me that you have a few things for me. This is just one thing. What else is there?"
「
Oh, Father, wait a moment! "
Zhao Hao reacted, came to a table again, pointed to the box above and said:
"This is the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle that I asked the Mo family to make. As long as you install it on the carriage, when an assassin attacks you, if you press this button, countless poisonous needles will fly out, making the assassin unable to defend against it. It can be said to be a must-have artifact for home travel! "
"There is also this vial, which contains concentrated sulfuric acid that I personally prepared. It is highly corrosive. If my father is caught by an assassin and tied up with iron chains, don't be afraid;
In the dead of night, you can pour it directly on the iron chain. Even if it cannot corrode the iron chain immediately, it will still make the iron chain fragile. If you encounter an assassin who is close, you can also directly pour it on him, causing his flesh and blood to rot and die. It can be said that killing people is invisible. "
"Also, this is a signal flare. When in danger, you can pull the lead directly and point the tube upward. As the saying goes, an arrow that penetrates the clouds can bring thousands of troops to meet..."
"..."
Watching Zhao Hao take out the items in the box like a treasure trove, each one becoming more and more weird, Ying Zheng's expression was extremely complicated.
If he had met an assassin before and had these things on him, even Jing Ke might not be able to rush in front of him.
Not to mention asking him to circle around the pillar...
"That's enough, that's almost enough."
Seeing that Zhao Hao was about to go to another table, Ying Zheng quickly stopped him.
Not to mention the assassins who couldn't stand these vicious hidden weapons, even he himself was a little scared.
If he accidentally knocked over a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid and touched a certain switch, even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
If he really took these things with him, Ying Zheng felt that he would not even be able to leave.
Finally, after Ying Zheng's moved but helpless persuasion, Zhao Hao agreed to choose three items: the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, the Vulcan Gun, and the Flare.
"But Father, are these three things enough? Why don't you bring a bottle of concentrated sulfuric acid for self-defense?"
"That's enough, that's enough. I don't run to assassins every day, so I don't need these. What's more, there are tens of thousands of tigers protecting me, and assassins can't get close so easily!"
When Zhao Hao heard this, he felt that it made sense, but as if he remembered something, he said seriously:
"Although assassins cannot easily get close to my father, it is always possible for my father to take the initiative to get close to the assassin, right?"
"What's the meaning?"
Ying Zheng tilted his head and looked at Zhao Hao with a puzzled expression.
Zhao Hao curled his lips: "Did my father forget that Gao Jianli was the one whom my father took the initiative to get close to?"
"Well....."
Ying Zheng's mouth twitched, and he was about to refute Zhao Hao, but he heard Zhao Hao say in an old-fashioned way:
"A sage once said that every time you take a step, you will gain wisdom. My father is wise and mighty, so he should not make the same mistake!"
"hehe."
Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly but politely.
This brat is always out of shape.
However, my father accepts your wishes.
Just when Ying Zheng was about to put away his things and leave the palace, Zhao Hao changed the subject again and took out two boxes from his arms and handed them to Ying Zheng.
"Safety comes first when you go out. In case a female assassin attacks my father, my father must bring this with you to ensure safe entry and exit..."
"?"
Ying Zheng looked at the two boxes, and a small black question mark slowly appeared on his forehead, and he couldn't help but ask, "What are these?"
