Qin Official

"Last year when we were on the Kaige Zhenlu Brigade in the northern suburbs of Xianyang, Marquis Wu Cheng looked very tough. Who would have expected that he would go as soon as possible."

After leaving Wang Ben's mansion, which was dressed in black and white, Gong Ao was a little depressed. Although he had always been arrogant, he still admired Wang Jian, an old general with great military exploits.

He still remembered that the first time he met General Wang was seven or eight years ago. On the front line of the battle between Qin and Chu, the Qin army held off the Chu army for several months by building high barriers. They were so idle that they were itching, so Hei Fu made an oval shape. They made a military ball in the shape of a ball and took them to fight and compete on the grassland, sweating. This show became popular among the entire army.

At that time, Wang Jian came to watch several games and praised: "The soldiers are ready for use."

At first Gong Ao didn't understand the Qin army's long pause. When the Chu army withdrew, they suddenly advanced with the whole army and defeated them. Only then did they suddenly understand that this was the old general's plan.

Puzzle turned to admiration.

Wang Jian, he was an invincible marshal. At that time, almost everyone in the 600,000-strong Qin army had heard of his name. When he heard of his passing, he suddenly felt a sense of emotion that a hero had come to an end.

Sighing, the upright Gong Ao ran to Heifu's chariot again and comforted him: "The master often said that he learned the art of war from General Wang. Now that the deceased has passed away, I hope the master will not be too hurt. "

Just now in front of Wang Ben, Heifu shed tears on the spot, half acting, half sad. While crying, he said: "Wu Chenghou is the master who taught me the art of war, and the matchmaker who proposed marriage for me. In principle, I should show my filial piety as a disciple and fast for half a month to worship him!"

At this time, he was indeed wearing a piece of mourning cloth on his arm. He was in the car looking at the fields covered with frost and snow beside the road, lost in thought. Seeing Gong Ao coming to comfort him, he said: "The sadness is over. Now, I I am happy for General Wang."

Gong Ao Qi said: "What comfort can I say?"

Heifu said: "The old general passed away at the age of nearly seventy. He was free from illness and pain. There are only a few people in the world who can ask for this. This is one of them."

"Secondly, General Wang destroyed the three kingdoms of Yan, Zhao and Chu, and made great contributions to the Qin Dynasty. He also made great contributions to the world that has been in dispute for a long time. Although it will not be abolished for a long time, it will be immortal for thousands of years. Before his death, he was granted the title of marquis and worshiped as a general. After his death, he entered the Xiexun Temple. Tied with Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, it can be said that he has won both prestige and posthumous fame."

Later generations are known as the four famous generals of the Warring States Period. It is generally believed that Qi, Mu, Jian and Po are the best for using troops. But Li Mu, Lian Po, and Bai Qi, no matter how high or low they were on the battlefield, did not end well in the end.

"As the saying goes, a ruler is short, an inch is long. Bai Qi expected the enemy to join forces, and his surprises shocked the world. However, he was unable to save Ying Hou, and ended up killing Du Ting. But General Wang served Qin Generals, the six barbarian countries, will win with all their plans and be in an invincible position, but they can be taught by your majesty and start well and end well."

This is particularly difficult and requires the tacit understanding, trust and tolerance of the monarch and his ministers.

"Third, Your Majesty grieved and rewarded the Wang family greatly, promoted his son General Wang Ben from Guannei Marquis to Tongwu Marquis, and allowed him to return to Xianyang for funeral. His grandson Wang Li can also directly inherit the position of Wucheng Marquis. Wang The clan is still the same with two marquises, and moreover, they are Liangche marquises, who are more noble than before. In addition, with the land and house rewards received by the old general, the descendants will continue to be rich and noble."

After Hei Fu finished speaking, he asked Gong Ao: "If you had these three points when you died, would you still regret it?"

"Eh...it's true."

Gong Ao scratched his head: "When the Lord said this, I began to feel happy for the old general. However, such a thing as naming a marquis and leaving a name on it can only be done by people like General Wang and Young Master Zao, and Ao wouldn't dare to think about it."

"Is there anything you dare not think about?"

But Heifu said: "Years ago, I said something to Li Xian, Dongmen Bao, Xiao Tao, Ji Ying and others in Anlu. Isn't it better for princes, generals and ministers to have their own kind? Isn't it true that General Wang also served in the army? He rose up step by step? You were not here at the time, and I will give this message to you now!"

The famous generals of the Warring States Period came to an end one after another. This is the end of an era, but as a latecomer, we cannot lose to them!

After saying that, Gong Ao was left to think for himself, but Hei Fu was thinking:

"It will be at least three or four months before Wang Ben returns to Xianyang for the funeral and will come to Qidi again. Although he has handed over the garrison power to the deputy general and will increase the number of garrison troops, he will not be able to make the Qi people without Wang Ben. The feared mountains, the four counties across the land, and the various forces that have been suppressed for a long time may take the opportunity to take a breather and flex their muscles."

As I said before, the Qin Dynasty's rule over the land was as unreliable as duckweed.

Wang Bi's departure may indirectly cause Heifu's difficulty in governing Jiaodong County to suddenly change from difficult to hell, and it is still in Ironman mode and cannot be saved...

"Governing Jiaodong is more difficult than fighting the Huns."

Heifu secretly complained. He had heard when he was in Xianyang that in the past few years, the Jiaodong guards had to rely on powerful people to govern the place. People who were dissatisfied with Qin often fled overseas and took refuge with a barbarian named "Canghaijun". The leader of the people made it a stronghold for anti-Qin forces, so that pirates and bandits continued along the way.

There are also frequent activities among Confucian scholars and alchemists in Jiaodong County. How should we deal with them?

Three feet of ice is not as cold as one day. Qin Shihuang arranged for him to come here not only for the purpose of patrolling the seaside in a few months, but also as a test, right?

Therefore, before Heifu enters Jiaodong, he must make a judgment based on the information collected in the past few months:

Who will be your enemy? Who will be your friend? Who will you rely on to maintain your rule?

There is one more important thing.

"In a few months, when the First Emperor visits Jiaodong, what does he want to see, and what do I want him to see?"

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With heavy pressure on their shoulders and facing the upcoming challenges, Heifu did not dare to immerse himself in the memory of Wang Jian anymore. After leaving Linzi and crossing the Zi River, they accelerated their speed. Within a few days, they arrived at the boundary of Jiaodong County... …

According to the official rules of the Qin Dynasty, when Erqian Shi took office, county officials were required to go to the county boundaries to welcome him. Hei Fu had just arrived at Weishui, but he saw the other side of the frozen river, the cold dusk wind blowing, and the wild and withered people. The trees are rustling.

But at the frozen ferry pavilion, a group of officials could still be seen in darkness, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the convoy. They hurriedly bowed across the river, then carefully crossed the river and came to pay homage to Hei Fu.

It was late in the twelfth lunar month, the coldest day of the year, and the river was frozen, making it impossible to sail. Heifu saw that several officials who came over were actually carried across the ice on their backs...

He frowned slightly, but when he came ashore, he was not surprised. He was awarded an official seal and claimed to be Chunyu County Magistrate. He was already over fifty years old and had a long beard.

Magistrate Chunyu was surprised by Hei Fu's youth and hesitated to bow down easily.

Heifu asked Chen Ping to check the other party's official seal, and at the same time he showed them the talismans indicating his identity. After confirming each other's identities, he nodded and said: "Chunyu County Magistrate, judging from your accent, are you from Weinan?"

Only then did Magistrate Chunyu believe that the young man in front of him was his immediate superior, and he hurriedly bowed and said: "How did the county master know that his subordinates are from Weinan?"

Heifu said: "I was ordered by His Majesty to make paper in Weinan a few years ago. I lived there for a while, so I know it."

Magistrate Chunyu then explained that the carriage might be too heavy to carry people and would have to be unloaded to cross the river safely. They could have someone come over and carry the county guard across.

The people who were ordered to carry people were a few dark-skinned porters, probably locals. They wore buns, thin clothes, and pursed lips. They looked at Hei Fu with curiosity and fear, but once Hei Fu looked over, he He averted his eyes cautiously.

"No need."

But Heifu refused and said with a smile: "I am still young and strong, a seven-foot man. The wind and snow desert outside the Great Wall is like walking on flat ground, let alone a frozen river? Since the ice is thick enough to walk, just walk across it."

He could remember that in later generations, when some officials went to the countryside, they had to be carried across flooded roads and rivers by local people. They were photographed and posted on the Internet, which became a scandal. It was really ugly. Magistrate Chunyu is old after all, and he doesn't want this.

Now, Magistrate Chunyu had no choice but to let the locals lead the way. They were local ferry officials and fishermen. They had been on the river all year round and knew the thickness of the Wei River well after winter. As they walked, they used wooden sticks to explore the thickness of the ice. Only by waving their hands did the people behind them follow.

Stepping on the frozen river, Magistrate Chunyu's shoes were a little slippery and he was shivering from the cold. He couldn't help but be surprised when he saw that the black man and his subordinates next to him were walking on the ground, and the shoes on their feet were different.

Heifu explained: "Beidi and Helan are colder than Jiaodong. It snows in September. The rivers are flooded in the 49th day, and spring begins to clear up. I often travel on the frozen rivers. So I asked the craftsmen to make these snow boots. , wrapped in sheepskin, extremely soft, and the soles of the boots are engraved with patterns to prevent them from slipping."

"I see."

Magistrate Chunyu looked at the woolen coats worn by the visitors, the dog-skin hats on their heads, and snow boots. This was the three-piece winter suit in the North that Heifu had tinkered with, and it had become the standard outfit for the North's magistrates.

When we reached the middle of the river, every step we took, we could hear cracking sounds under our feet, which was frightening.

They moved slower, and Heifu looked at the river, which was more than two hundred paces wide: "Does the Weishui River freeze every year?"

County magistrate Chunyu said: "I have been here as an official for several years. It freezes almost every other year. It freezes in the middle of the twelfth lunar month and thaws in early spring. This winter is colder than usual."

Heifu thought to himself: "It's only been more than half a month, and it seems that the cold is not very strong... No wonder we can't drive or ride horses."

County magistrate Chunyu was very worried: "With the local fisherman leading the way, the county magistrate can rest assured. I just carried my subordinates across the river. Isn't everything going wrong?"

While he was talking, the local people exploring the road in front of him stopped and said something loudly in Jiaodong dialect.

Heifu noticed that Magistrate Chunyu had been here for several years, but when the locals spoke, he still showed no expression on his face, requiring a clerk to translate. He couldn't help but rate this person even lower in his heart.

"Junjun, the explorers said that the ice where we passed earlier is cracked and unsafe. We need to move to the right."

So the team turned to the right and after walking for more than twenty steps, Gong Ao shouted to stop!

Magistrate Chunyu didn't know why, but Heifu became serious. Ten steps away from them were three locals. Five steps behind, there were Gong Ao and four disciples guarding him. At this moment, Gong Ao had already drawn the sword from his waist, loudly asking Hei Fu to step back, and at the same time asked the people in front:

"Why is this ice getting thinner and thinner? After all, Nai Gong has rolled in the ice and snow in Saibei. Are you kidding me?"

The three locals in front looked at each other and realized that they had been exposed. They also took the risk. Huangmang raised his stick and rushed towards Gong Ao and others, but the target was Hei Fu behind him!

The three of them shouted strange Jiaodong dialect, but this time, Heifu felt that he understood.

"Kill Qin officials!"

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