General Qin

Internal History, Pinyang County.

Although this is not the place where the emperor built the road, but because it is the hometown of Wucheng Hou Wangjian and the place where he retired and retired, the road leading to Xianyang in this small county has been specially repaired and the road surface is smooth. Quite wide.

At this time, a gorgeous carriage was driving on this road.

There are dozens of guards on horseback around the carriage. Everyone wears swords and holds their chests up. They look very grand. The farmers who are plowing in the fields on both sides of the road are surprised when they see it. Who is this? The nobles from Xianyang have come to visit the Marquis of Wucheng.

A horse ran to the side of the car.

The knight on the horse cupped his hands and said to the people in the car: "Your Majesty, I just asked, this land also belongs to the Marquis of Wucheng. From the place where the stream flowed just now, to the direction of Pinyang, there are tens of thousands of acres of land. All the land belongs to the Marquis of Wucheng. Apart from here, there are tens of thousands of acres of fertile land north and east of Pinyang, which are also given to the Marquis of Wucheng today.

In the end, the knight couldn't help but be amazed.

Zhao Tuo nodded and asked the knight to lead the way. Then he sighed as he looked at the endless fertile fields beside the road and the countless bowed farmers in the fields.

"Marquis of Wucheng, Marquis of Wucheng, you are living a good life after retirement. Almost half of the fields in Pinyang County are occupied by your Wang family."

Zhao Tuo sighed with envy on his face.

Although he has 6,000 households of food, but the number of farms and houses is not very large, far from being able to compare with Wang Jian.

When Wang Jian was attacking Chu, he kept writing letters to Xianyang to ask for land from the dignitaries of the King of Qin. The envoys who came and went did not know how many times. At that time, everyone saw that Wang Jian was greedy and wanted rewards for his great achievements.

Zhao Tuo knew that Wang Jian had the intention of defiled himself, so that the emperor could rest assured that he would hand over the military power to him.

But no one expected that Wang Jian wanted so much land.

Even if it is not counted as the food town of Liehou, his royal family is also one of the largest landlords in the Qin State today with nearly 100,000 mu of land, and others are simply envious.

However, Zhao Tuo's envy disappeared immediately after he entered the Marquis' Mansion in Wucheng.

Because Wang Jian's physical condition was somewhat beyond Zhao Tuo's imagination.

Zhao Tuo, led by Wang Jian's younger grandson Wang Kai, walked into Wang Jian's bedroom and saw the pale and listless old man on the bed.

"General."

Zhao Tuo immediately stepped forward, went to Wang Jian's couch and knelt down.

He did not call Wang Jian by the title of a prince, but only by his position when he exterminated Yan and defeated Chu.

Wang Jian shook his head: "I'm a retired old man, what do you still call a general. Besides, didn't you, Zhao Tuo, also serve as a general?"

Zhao Tuo smiled and said: "No matter whether the general retires or not, Zhao Tuo will always be a general under the command of the general, and the general will always be the general in Zhao Tuo's heart. Without the teaching of the general, there would be no Zhao Tuo today. .”

Wang Jian grinned: "What a master of martial arts, this flatterer is a good hand, it's a pity not to be a flatterer."

Smiling and laughing, Wang Jian began to cough.

"Father."

Wang Kai on the side immediately stepped forward and handed the silk cloth that he had prepared to Wang Jian.

After a while, Wang Jian coughed up a lot of thick phlegm, and there was a strange smell in the air.

Zhao Tuo could see even more clearly that there were faint bloodstains in the silk cloth, which made his body tremble.

Wang Jian's appearance does not seem to be pretending to be sick.

"You go out first, I haven't seen Wu Gonghou for a long time, let's have a good chat."

Wang Jian felt much better after coughing up the sputum, and waved to his grandson, Wang Kai responded respectfully, then bowed his hands and retreated.

When there are only two people left in the house.

Zhao Tuo asked worriedly: "General, why are you so sick? I heard from brother Wang that the general is fine."

Wang Jian curled his lips and said, "Do you think that I heard that you fell ill after taking the emperor's medicine, so I fell on purpose to avoid disaster?"

Zhao Tuo didn't expect Wang Jian's question to be so straightforward, and it would be difficult to answer for a while.

On the contrary, Wang Jian glanced at him and sighed: "Now, there is nothing to deny. I was really shocked by the news of your sudden illness, and I wanted to take a fall to avoid danger. The sky is fine, and I have the energy to talk to Wang Li. As a result, the situation gets worse and worse, and I can't stay in the bed for two days."

Zhao Tuo's expression changed.

I thought of some old people who had fallen down in my previous life. They didn’t appear to be fine at the time, but in fact, they were either bleeding inside, or fractured their bones, or caused various complications.

He said in a trembling voice, "General, what did the doctor say?"

Wang Jian said with a chuckle: "What can I say, I'm old, I've injured myself, let the old man rest on the couch, drink some herbs, hang my life, and see if I can recover."

As he said that, he sighed to himself again: "I think back when I was young, it was okay to turn dozens of somersaults on the ground at random, even when I was riding a horse, I fell off the horse and got up again after slapping my buttocks. How could I have imagined that now, with a slight fall, it would look like this. Alas, I am old, before, it was just like playing."

Zhao Tuo was speechless.

This old king, flopping turned into real flopping.

Once I fell down, I really couldn't get up.

Zhao Tuo came to Pinyang this time because he heard that Wang Jian had fallen and came to visit him. At the same time, he also explained to Wang Jian that the reason for his sudden illness was not because of the emperor's murderous intentions, but purely because of the alchemist's problem, so that Wang Jian would not be injured all day long. Frightened, too scared to sleep.

As a result, looking at Wang Jian's situation, it was difficult for him to explain.

It can't be said that your old fall was for nothing.

Zhao Tuo could only listen to Wang Jian in silence, bragging about how good his body was when he was young, and even talked about how he fought against Li Mu when he destroyed Zhao, and talked about how good Li Mu was. Great, but in the end it wasn't his glorious record that was won by tricks.

When he said this, Wang Jian's eyes sparkled.

That was the thing he was most proud of in his life, even more proud than Mie Yan and Mie Chu.

Zhao Tuo praised Wang Jian while listening, and handed over the silk cloth when Wang Jian coughed.

At this moment, what stood in front of him was no longer a world-renowned general with illustrious military exploits, but just an old man in his twilight years.

Wang Jian talked for a while, then remembered the topic, and teased Zhao Tuo: "How does the medicine given by the emperor taste?"

"It hurt for two days and I went to the toilet almost twenty times."

Zhao Tuo gave a wry smile, thinking of how he felt at that time, he faintly felt pain in his buttocks again.

"Haha... cough... cough ha..."

Wang Jian laughed, laughed and coughed. After coughing, he stared at Zhao Tuo and said, "It's okay if your butt is rotten, at least your life is still alive. Zhao Tuo, you are too young. You are so young at this age." It is much more dangerous than me to climb to the current high position because of my combat exploits."

"No one can guess the emperor's mind. Although the outside world said that the medicine you took was the problem of the alchemist, why did the emperor give you the poisonous medicine just once without any accident after taking the medicine for half a year? .Did you really believe that statement?"

Zhao Tuo was silent.

Wang Jian sighed again, and said: "More than 30 years ago, when I was a man in the Qin Palace, I saw with my own eyes that Lord Wu An, who was so powerful in the six countries, was stripped of his title by the King of Qin and demoted as a soldier. I personally escorted The envoy carrying the sword of the King of Qin walked out of the palace gate and rode to Duyou Pavilion on horseback."

"When Mr. Wu An was speaking himself, I stood outside the door and heard him say a word in the room with my own ears."

"Why did I blame the sky, and this is the end!"

Hearing Wang Jian's words, Zhao Tuo closed his eyes, as if the world-renowned general pulled out the sword of King Qin from his house, cried out in grief and indignation, and finally committed suicide.

"Mr. Wu'an died, and later Marquis Ying was also killed. There were no generals. I saw with my own eyes that Lord Wu'an, who was so powerful in the six kingdoms, Bai Qi, and Marquis Ying, who was far away and attacked near, all died."

Wang Jian murmured, as if he had returned to the time when he was still young.

Zhao Tuo sighed: "The current emperor is different from the former King Zhaoxiang. He will not kill heroes easily."

Wang Jian sneered and said: "You think simply, why do you think Wei Liao left, I still remember what he said to the emperor back then: King Qin is a man, he is seldom kind but has a tiger's heart. If the king of Qin can achieve his ambitions in the world, all the world will be captives, and he cannot be with you for a long time."

"You should know how much the emperor has done in the past two years. He has waged wars on all sides, conquered the barbarians, promoted corvee labor, built Chidao, built the Xingongji Temple, and expanded the Lishan Emperor Mausoleum. The people of the world have never rested for a moment. His servant. This is not what Wei Liao said in the past!"

"Now that the emperor has become the lord of the world, he has endless desires to start doing Zen. How can you know what he will do after he is done."

"General."

Zhao Tuo's face changed drastically, it would be a big deal if Wang Jian's words got out.

Wang Jian looked at Zhao Tuo's expression and smiled: "When you are old, you should complain. Don't spread it to the outside world. I also want to warn you because you are still young."

Zhao Tuo replied: "Don't worry, the general. Only you and I know what is said in the house today, and no one in the world can hear it."

Wang Jian nodded and said: "The emperor's desire is growing day by day. No one knows what will happen in the future. If you say something to dissuade you in the court, you will be jealous sooner or later, and even lead to death. Keep silent, or be a puppet who agrees, even if you think about it with your character, you can't do that."

"In my opinion, you might as well learn from Tao Zhugong back then, look for opportunities to retreat, get some farms and manors, and live in peace, and never interfere with government affairs again, save your life, and enjoy peace, wouldn't it be beautiful."

Zhao Tuo sighed secretly.

He also felt overwhelmed at the heights of Xianyang, and hoped to learn some skills of keeping a low profile from Wang Jian, and now Wang Jian did give him a suggestion.

Learn from Fan Li, Tao Zhugong who assisted Goujian, the king of Yue, to retreat bravely in exchange for a safe life.

But, can Zhao Tuo really retreat?

He knew exactly what the empire would look like in the end.

If it retreats, maybe this empire will be gone.

If the superior is still the second emperor in history, it would be easy to kill the powerless Zhao Tuo directly.

Can he withdraw?

I dare not retreat.

But at this moment, facing Wang Jian's teaching with earnestness and earnestness, Zhao Tuo still nodded and agreed, without arguing much.

After Wang Jian said a few more words, he felt hungry, so he asked Wang Kai to bring half a bowl of gruel, mixed with finely chopped vegetables and leaves to swallow.

Zhao Tuo watched silently.

The last time he came to Pinyang to see Wang Jian, the Marquis of Wucheng could still eat two big bowls of millet rice. Although he went to Yishi once in the middle, he was in good spirits.

Now that time has passed, Wang Jian can only drink half a bowl of gruel, and the hand holding the bowl is still trembling.

Wang Kai wanted to serve the bowl, but Wang Jian yelled at him roughly, spraying the porridge all over the bed.

Zhao Tuo looked very sad.

In my mind, when Wang Jian was in the battle of destroying Yan and destroying Chu, he was wearing armor and sword, with piercing eyes, and the appearance of the general who decided to fight decisively.

The old age of a hero.

He sighed slightly.

After a while, Wang started to leave with the bowl.

"Zhao Tuo, I may not live for a few more days."

Wang Jian called Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo shook his head and said: "Don't say such things, General. After I go back, I will ask the emperor to send an imperial doctor to treat the General. That Xia Wu has excellent medical skills. If I want to come to the General, it will definitely be fine."

Wang Jian shook his head with a smile and said: "My family knows about my own affairs. I have been dreaming for the past two days. I dreamed about Li Mu. In the dream, he said that I won disgrace back then, and let me go down and compete with him. I said yes." , I, Wang Jian, can beat you once, and I can win you a second time."

"By the way, there is also Xiang Yan, the old guy is also calling out from below, hehe, the old man was fully prepared back then, and he wanted to have a good fight with him, but he was preempted by you kid, and even had a decisive battle I was never given a chance."

"But that's fine. I scolded him in my dream, saying that Xiang Yan, you old bastard, can't even beat my Zhao Tuo boy. You still want to challenge the old man. I really don't know how important I am. This guy Xiang Yan is not good enough. Convinced, I insisted on letting me go down to fight him, I agreed, I said I would go down to deal with him in a few days...cough cough..."

"General."

Zhao Tuo's nose was sore, he lowered his head and dared not look at Wang Jian's face.

"Okay, isn't it just about to die? It's no big deal. We soldiers, when have we been afraid of death? Compared with Li Mu and Xiang Yan, I, Wang Jian, have lived too long. When I go down, I will laugh at you They have a meal."

Wang Jian said again: "By the way, I know my grandson Wang Li's ability very well. He can fight, but sometimes his brain is not so good. If there is any problem in the future, you have to look at me and help me. "

Zhao Tuo nodded heavily and said, "Don't worry, General, I will take care of Brother Wang in the future."

Wang Jian smiled, took a deep look at Zhao Tuo in front of him, and said softly: "I am very happy that you can come here to see me. I have said everything I need to say, and I have nothing to miss. Tired, Zhao Tuo, go back first."

Zhao Tuo took a deep breath and paid respects to Wang Jian.

Wang Jian probably didn't have much kindness for him when he destroyed Yan.

But when Li Xin attacked Chu, Wang Jian once advised him, and finally let Zhao Tuo find a way out in the dead end.

Later, Wang Jian conquered Chu, and he also used Zhao Tuo very much. If Wang Jian hadn't asked Zhao Tuo to lead the troops to Dongjun and entrusted him with the task of defeating the Qi army, Zhao Tuo would not have gained such a reputation and made great achievements.

Not to mention that Wang Jian taught Zhao Tuo a lot in his daily life, so it is not an exaggeration to call him Zhao Tuo's teacher.

"General, take care."

Zhao Tuo got up and muttered to himself, and when he saw Wang Jian nodding slightly to him, he closed his eyes and rested.

Zhao Tuo retreated slowly outside the house.

After all, he couldn't help but look at the figure on the couch again.

General Qin is old.

The hero is late.

Zhao Tuo sighed softly.

He knew that this would be the last meeting between him and Wang Jian.

In the future, I will never see you again.