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Forget it,
He didn't have enough strength,
He would make up for it with the quantity.
Qin Song drank a jar of wine,
He finally drank until he was dizzy,
In the end, he was unconscious. Someone came in and put him to bed, but he didn't react. Instead, he had a strange dream for the whole night.
In the dream, he stood high in the clouds and waved his sleeve,
The sea rolled backward, and the sky and earth turned upside down,
He drew his sword,
The mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the earth cracked, and the sky was shocked. He galloped freely, and he was very happy... Unfortunately, when he woke up early in the morning, he was still a useless scholar who didn't have the strength to truss a chicken.
After a simple freshening up, he came out,
Han Pu and Yu Sheng were fighting in the courtyard. Qin Song watched for a while and felt that it was interesting,
He casually broke a willow branch and held it in his hand,
He shouted, "Han Pu!"
Han Pu turned around, "What?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "Watch the sword."
A "sword" pierced over.
Han Pu rolled his eyes. Before he could say "Don't mess around", his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he wanted to retreat,
Or as if he wanted to raise his knife to block,
In the end, he just stood there in a daze,
He watched as the soft willow branch stopped in front of his forehead.
Looking at Han Pu's scattered pupils and the cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Song slowly withdrew his "sword", smiled slightly, and said, "How was it?"
Han Pu felt that his heart had just started beating again. He stared at Qin Song as if he was looking at a monster for a long time. He swallowed with difficulty, "This, last night, you..."
Qin Song nodded. Han Pu let out a series of strange cries and rushed out.
Qin Song laughed loudly.
Yu Sheng said blankly, "What's wrong with him?"
Qin Song smiled and said, "He probably feels that he has lived his life in vain..."
Before he finished speaking, Han Pu's strange cry came from outside the door, "I have lived my life in vain for the past twenty years! F * cking God, how can you bully people like this … "
Yu Sheng put away his weapons, the two short swords, and said, "I'll go tell them to set up the table."
Qin Song nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly. He did not deliberately hide the fact that he knew Han Pu. After all, when he was in Southern Chu, he had a wide circle of friends, and he also knew some heroes who were good at martial arts. It was reasonable that his friends were worried about his situation and came to help him. With Han Pu's skills, it would be suspicious if he accidentally sold himself to him.
What surprised him was Yu Sheng's reaction. Unless Yu Sheng was blind, he should have seen through the clues, but he was indifferent. It was not that he concealed it too well, but that he did not care about it at all.
This Shadow Guard was so simple that it was a little scary.
Qin Song retracted his mind and thrust out his "sword" again. This time, however, he couldn't find the feeling of the casual stab when he was joking just now. He tried several times in a row, but each time was more useless than the previous one … Fortunately, he had never thought of reaching the sky in a single bound. Shrugging his shoulders, he threw away the willow branch and went to have breakfast.
Because Han Pu ran away without a trace, only Qin Song and Yu Sheng had breakfast. When Han Pu came back, Qin Song had already come back from a round of sword practice and was doing carpentry with Yu Sheng.
"The sword you wanted!" Han Pu casually inserted a sheathed long sword in front of Qin Song and said proudly, "I did what you asked me to do."
Qin Song knew that he was talking about the teahouse. He nodded and looked at the long sword in front of him. The veins on his forehead began to throb.
Han Pu smiled and said, "Didn't you want a heavier sword? I promise, this is the heaviest sword in the whole Qin Capital! "
Qin Song also believed that this was indeed the heaviest sword in the Qin Capital. A small part of the sword was inserted into the ground, and the hilt almost reached his chest. The sword was almost two palms wide, like a door plank. Although he could not see the thickness of the sword in the scabbard, looking at its length and width, it was definitely not thin. The weight of such a sword could be imagined.
Qin Song pulled the sword out of the scabbard after pulling it up from the ground. He was not tall enough, so it was a little difficult to pull the sword out directly. Then Qin Song found that with his strength, it was not difficult to lift it up, but to hold the hilt and hold it horizontally... it was still far from enough.
"You did it on purpose?" Qin Song played with the sword and said casually.
This was definitely revenge! Didn't I just scare him with the willow branch? What a petty person!
Han Pu firmly denied, "Didn't you want a heavy sword? It was not easy for me to get it! "
It would be strange if Qin Song believed him. He lowered his head to study his new sword. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely a good sword. The material and the refining method were all first-class. Moreover, Qin Song smelled a strong smell of blood... This sword had seen blood, and it was very likely that it had killed people like flies.
Then, he thought of the word "nong" that Han Pu mentioned and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Han Pu laughed. Yu Sheng answered, "It was used by the General of Qi, Wang Meng."
Qin Song knew Wang Meng. He was a famous vanguard in Da Qi. He was eight feet tall and had extraordinary strength. Every time he attacked a city, he rushed to the front and killed countless people. In the countries bordering Da Qi, his name had the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night.
"Wang Meng came to the Qin Capital?"
Han Pu coldly snorted, "Not only did he come, but he was also very arrogant. A few days ago, he rode his horse on the street and injured countless people. After being warned by the King Of Qin, although he no longer rode his horse, he was still so arrogant. That day, he casually destroyed someone's stall. The stall owner mustered up the courage to ask for compensation from him, but he was almost beaten to death by him. He also knocked out two of the small officials who came to stop him … I saw it with my own eyes more than just these two times. I heard that he also captured a few young women on the street and ruined them. Now, even the slightly prettier women don't dare to go out! "
"When I went out today, I happened to see him take a big tray of steamed buns and leave after eating. He didn't even return the tray … I don't like him no matter how I look at him. Plus, you wanted a heavy sword, so I conveniently took his sword."
Qin Song held the sword with both hands and reluctantly drew an ugly sword flower. He asked, "Did you steal it or snatch it?"
"Uh," Han Pu scratched his head and said, "It can be considered as... half stealing and half snatching?"
Yu Sheng raised his head and asked, "What do you mean by half stealing and half snatching?"
Qin Song continued, "It means that when you steal something and are discovered by others, you can only take the thing and run away!"
"Nonsense!" Han Pu said angrily, "Do I look like I'm that useless? I only left after exchanging a few moves with him, okay? "
Qin Song stabbed the sword into the ground and said, "Take it and return it to him."
Han Pu said unhappily, "Even if you don't like it, you don't have to return it to him, right? In order to snatch this thing, he almost broke my bones. "
Qin Song said, "It's precisely because I like it that I want you to return it to him, so that I can get it back openly — when I go to the battlefield in the future, do you think I'll use a stolen weapon?"
"Even if you go..." Thinking about the sword in the morning, Han Pu changed his words halfway and said, "In any case, I'm not going!" As an assassin, he had always been in charge of killing, not burying. Asking him to return something, there was no way!
Qin Song didn't force him and said, "Yu Sheng, take the sword to the yamen and say that you picked it up on the road — let them help you put up a notice to find the owner."
Before Yu Sheng could answer, Han Pu laughed and said, "I like this idea! With a notice, wouldn't Wang Meng lose all face? Haha! I'll go, I'll go! "
Qin Song snorted coldly and said, "Are you going to tell the yamen that you are the thief?"
"I..." Han Pu, who had been demoted to a thief, was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Yu Sheng was right beside him, so he couldn't even refute that he wasn't a thief, but an assassin.
Yu Sheng took the sword and left.
Qin Song continued to cut the wood, and Han Pu took over the work that Yu Sheng left behind.
Qin Song said as he worked, "The Kingdom of Korea was destroyed by Qin. Why do you seem to dislike the Qi people more?" He didn't have to do it himself, but in this era, skills had always been taught by words and example. He drew a blueprint for the woodworkers to make, but they could only vaguely understand it. Qin Song had the time to explain the shape and size clearly, and he had already made it himself — he only needed to make one set anyway, and according to Yu Sheng, this could also train his wrist and finger strength.
"Neither of them are good things," Han Pu said, "but relatively speaking — for example, if you were renting someone else's house, would you prefer a new landlord to continue paying the rent after the landlord was destroyed, or would you prefer a group of people to come and steal your food, sleep with your woman, burn your house, or even capture you and make you into a slave?"
Qin Song was silent.
Han Pu sighed and said, "Although the Qin soldiers also committed all kinds of crimes when they crossed the border, they still came for the army and the land and cities. But for the Qi people, their purpose was mostly to burn, kill, and pillage … Of course, ordinary people like us hate them more, but it's different for officials and nobles like you." Da Qi was a nomadic tribe on the grasslands. They were not good at farming, nor were they good at defending cities. When they were short of resources, they would come to the Central Plains to pillage. When the enemy's army came, they would retreat completely.
Qin Song was silent for a moment, and then asked, "War … what is it like?"
Han Pu said, "You haven't seen it before?"
"Yes," Qin Song said, "for as long as I can remember, Da Chu has never been involved in a large-scale war. I heard that when the Qin destroyed the Han, there were officials who wanted to send reinforcements, but the King Of Qin sent a messenger, threatening and enticing them. He said that if Da Chu sent a single soldier, the Qin army would abandon the Han and attack the Chu … the King was afraid and did not send a single soldier. Later on, the Wei Kingdom that helped the Han was destroyed. The King said to everyone that he met that if it wasn't for his wisdom, Southern Chu would have been destroyed long ago … "
The last sentence was not without sarcasm, because anyone with some knowledge knew that if the King Of Chu had not been short-sighted and refused to send reinforcements to fight against the Qin, Southern Chu would not have fallen into such a precarious situation.
Han Pu patted him on the shoulder and sighed, "Actually, I also have not seen what war is like. At that time, I was practicing martial arts with my master in the mountains. By the time we received the news and came out, the war had already ended … all we saw after the war was broken walls and corpses all over the ground. "
Then there was a long silence. Han Pu was a little impatient after cutting wood for a while. He asked, "What is this thing for?"
Qin Song said, "It's for steaming wine." He faintly thought of ways to quickly improve his strength and create swordsmanship, but to drink such weak and disgusting wine every day, for someone like Qin Song who loved wine as much as his life, it was really terrible.
As an assassin, Han Pu did not touch wine. Hearing this, he was even less interested. He said, "When I went to the Nan 'an Teahouse earlier, the shopkeeper said that the private room you wanted was available at any time. Also, they had just imported a new batch of tea from the south and asked you to try it when you have the time! His meaning was probably to ask you to go earlier. Why don't we go there while that brat Yu Sheng is not around? "
Qin Song was slightly stunned. Could it be that something had happened there? It had only been two months. What could have happened in Southern Chu?
Therefore, he asked his men to arrange a carriage and went straight to the Nan 'an Teahouse. In fact, the Nan 'an Teahouse was not Southern Chu's power in Daqin. It was his family. To be precise, it was one of the several small shops his father opened in Daqin a few years ago.
Qin Song was a little anxious, but the carriage went slower and slower. In the end, it simply stopped and only took two steps after a while. Han Pu had been impatient for a long time. He jumped off the carriage and said that he was going to inquire. In the blink of an eye, he slipped back and said with a smile, "That brat Wang Meng is in front, carrying his big sword and strolling around! He is big, and his sword is long. He just walks in the middle of the road so casually that no carriage can pass! Ha, ha, ha! Several Daqin officials are blocked behind him. They don't even dare to let out a fart, ha, ha! "
Looking at his gloating expression, Qin Song was simply amused, "Have you forgotten that we are also blocked? Why don't you go and release … that?"
"Uh …" Han Pu said embarrassedly, "If you want me to kill him, it's not too difficult. But if you want me to beat him up – his skin is thick, his flesh is thick, and his strength is extraordinary. With that sword … it's not that I can't beat him, but I just can't hurt him. If you want to blame someone, blame that brat Yu Sheng. He took the sword back so quickly. "
Qin Song was too lazy to pay attention to him. He narrowed his eyes and leaned against the carriage. He said lightly, "Daqin may be in trouble."
He climbed onto the bed, took out a dagger, and cut the iron chain on his hand.
Qin Song frowned. He didn't like people who acted on their own. He said lightly, "You can't leave with me. I can't cross that lake." Even if he could leave, he wouldn't. Unlike this assassin, he was a monk who had a temple.
The black-clothed man buried his head in his work and said, "Then think of another way."
Qin Song closed his mouth and didn't say anything else. For some people, saying something that was useless once would be useless even if it was said a hundred times.
The dagger was grinding on the iron chain. The rough incision was rubbed back and forth on his wrist. Soon, it brought out a piece of bloody flesh. Qin Song frowned slightly and didn't have any other reaction.
After a while, there was a "clang" sound. Qin Song's right hand was free. The man in black laughed and said, "It's actually made of fine iron. The King Of Qin is really generous … But it's a piece of cake for my Qing Feng!"
Just as he was about to turn his left hand again, Qin Song's expression suddenly changed. He said, "You should go. Someone's coming."
"Don't make a fuss." The man in black didn't take it seriously. He said, "It's not like I didn't make any arrangements. They won't be able to catch up to us in a short time. Besides, I didn't even hear any sound. How could you … Oh no, someone's really coming! Do you have a back door here? "
Qin Song was speechless.
There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. "Little Peach, open the door!"
Little Peach, who had been knocked unconscious and was hiding, naturally couldn't open the door. The person didn't wait long and directly knocked the door open. Hurried footsteps rushed in and stopped outside Qin Song's room. A person said loudly, "Qin Song Gongzi, there's an assassin in the palace. Her Majesty is worried about your safety and ordered us to protect you."
After a pause, there was no response. The voice continued, "Qin Song Gongzi, I'm coming in."
Qin Song didn't pay attention. Those people never spoke to get his answer. No matter what he said, they would still come in.
He was rubbing his stiff shoulder with his head lowered. A sharp dagger was pressed against his throat. "It sounds like Qin Yue cares about you a lot?"
… …
When Qin Yue hurried over, the chains on the bed had already been cut. A cold dagger was pressed against the youth's throat. The youth's shoulders were strangled and he stood barefoot on the ground. He was only wearing undergarments.
Qin Yue's gaze moved from his blood-stained wrist to the youth's face. He said in a low voice, "Qin Song!"
Qin Song stood quietly with almost no expression on his face. Qin Yue always felt that the youth's calm gaze carried a bit of impatience and ridicule. He forced someone to stay in the palace to "recuperate", but ended up being held hostage by an assassin. No matter how he looked at it, Qin Yue was incompetent.
"Ha! Ha ha! "The man in black was very proud of his wit." He really came! My luck is really not bad. "
Qin Yue didn't seem to hear him. He still looked at Qin Song with a gloomy gaze. His voice was low and cold. "Let him go and I'll leave you with a whole corpse."
The man in black laughed loudly as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. His eyes were in high spirits. "I'm going to die. Even if you turn my bones into ashes, what does it matter? How about this, one living person and two dead people. You choose! If you choose a living person, I'll leave and he'll live. If you choose two dead people, I'll kill him first and then I'll die … Although I don't really want to die, it's a pleasant surprise to be able to kill your beloved King Of Qin and make you sad for once! "
The person he loved …
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