Song Chuayi was not a person with a compassionate heart, she could kill people for the sake of gain without hesitation, but so many loyal and righteous men's blood had been spilled on her, she only felt a heavy pressure. However, those who achieve great things must bear more than just these few lives.
"Master, take a nap for now, we'll set off at night," said Che Yun.
At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he nodded his head, found a quiet place, grabbed the white blade and leaned against it, and fell asleep in no time.
The spring sun is bright and warm, the grass on the ground is also tender and soft. Lying on it doesn't feel uncomfortable, but because of the intense tossing and turning last night, Song Chuyi's sleep was filled with dizzying sensations, her whole body aching severely, and she slept extremely restlessly.
Vaguely, Car Cloud said, "Little brother is a good material for practicing martial arts"
Song Chu knew that she was talking to Zhao Yi Lou, and before she lay down, she still saw Zhao Yi Lou looking spirited and energetic, without any signs of fatigue or exhaustion, showing that her physical strength was much better than ordinary people.
Che Yun had been a private investigator for a long time, and his ability to observe people's words and expressions was top-notch. He could tell what kind of person someone was just by looking at them once. Seeing that Zhao Yi Lou didn't seem too interested in him, but also didn't strongly resist, he continued, "Young brother, your physique is good, with long and strong limbs, and a steady breath. Your age is also suitable. If you want to learn martial arts, now is the best time. If you miss this period, it will be more difficult later."
The older you get, the more fixed your body becomes, making it harder to achieve optimal results, so no matter what you practice, do it early.
Zhao Yilou glanced at Che Yun, then lowered her eyelids and remained silent for a while before asking, "Can you teach me?"
"My silk is ordinary, but I know a great Mo master, you have such talent, as long as you want to learn, that master will surely accept you." Che Yun said. He had indeed never seen anyone like Zhao Yi Lou with such good conditions before, although he was already past the best age for laying foundations, but Zhao Yi Lou's breath was much longer than that of ordinary people of the same age, just like a well-built foundation waiting to be built into a high-rise building, so he couldn't help but ask.
At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, it had been a long time since Zhao Yi Lou's response was heard. He slightly opened his eyes and said, "Such a great opportunity, if you want to learn, you should be a dignified husband, why are you hesitating like this!"
Zhao Yi Lou glanced at Song Chu Yi and then bowed with his fists together, saying "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, big brother, to introduce me."
Che Yun was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "When we arrive in Qin State, I'll immediately go to pay respects to Jian."
Che Yun thought he had misjudged this time, originally seeing Zhao Yi Lou who looked exceptionally good but had a rustic air about him, like a ferocious beast full of danger, unexpectedly turned out to be a knowledgeable and polite person.
"Thank you," said Zhao Yilou.
Song closed her eyes and lay down for a rest, but she couldn't sleep.
Afraid of being pursued by soldiers, they didn't start a fire and only took some dry rations to eat. Che Yunpai sent two swordsmen to nearby farms to buy some dried provisions for the journey.
In the late afternoon, after tidying up, they continued on their journey.
At this speed, if nothing unexpected happens, it will take about half a month to enter Qin.
The sun sets at Xiangyang
A young man in a black suit stood on the high-rise building, like a solitary pine tree on a steep cliff. A pair of eagle eyes stared at the afterglow of the setting sun, and the hard outline was dyed with a faint warm orange color, making it slightly softer.
"The eunuch inside the palace bowed his body and said in a soft voice: 'Gongzi Xian and others have been executed'"
After a moment of silence, Ying Zou responded with a "hmm".
Ying Xian and Ying Zou not only have a teacher-student relationship but also are uncle and nephew.
He almost grew up with Ying Xie, and was very clear about his character. Although he was biased, he was also loyal and brave, and it was difficult for him to have treacherous actions. However, in order to avenge Shang Yang, the power gathered from all sides had already threatened the regime. This force could not be guaranteed not to be used by the old clan, so no matter what, he must die.
"Go and call Jing Jian" said Weng Yi Dao
"Yes" The eunuch bowed and backed away.
In an instant, a rapid yet orderly footsteps sounded from behind, a man in his forties with a pale face bowed and said, "Your Highness"
"Is there any news from Wei?" asked Yingzi, turning around.
"Return to you, a message arrived just a moment ago, has not been read yet." Jing Jian presented a slender bamboo tube with both hands.
Ying Ju opened his sleeve and took it over, opening the bamboo tube and unfolding the silk roll inside to take a closer look before handing it back to Jing Jian.
Jing Jian glanced at him roughly and smiled, saying, "Since you have already entered Korea, there shouldn't be any major issues. I will send someone to meet you at Hwan-gok Pass immediately."
"Do not be careless, prepare light cavalry, pay attention to the news at all times, and rush to rescue immediately if there is any unusual movement" - Weng Xi Dao
Wing Lok rarely spoke in a long sentence at once. Jing Jian could feel his emphasis on the matter and immediately responded with "yes".
Jing Jian was also a talent spotter. Originally, Shang Yang was repeatedly recommended by him to Duke Xiao. Although he had never met Song Xiu before, he attached great importance to this matter.
Qin state was different from other major powers, its rise was to break an almost scattered and rotten framework, establish a solid new framework, all of which relied on the talents who could turn the tide.
Since the "Decree on Seeking the Worthy" was issued, Qin has always placed talents in a prominent position, employing people without adhering to one pattern, and treating all those with great talents as national scholars.
Into the night
It suddenly rained heavily near Seonggok and Hwangyang, Korea. Song Chuyi and others were blocked by this sudden rainstorm and had to find a shelter in the mountains to temporarily settle down.
Zhao Yilou had rich experience in wilderness survival and soon found a cave.
This cave is under a cliff, with a huge hollowed-out mountain body, ventilated on both sides. Fortunately, although it was raining heavily outside, there was no strong wind, and we could temporarily take shelter here for a while.
Everyone was in a sorry state, Che Yun saw that there were many dry leaves and branches in the cave, so he poured out a fire starter from his sheepskin bag and lit a fire heap in the recessed area of the cliff wall.
There were few dry branches, everyone took off their clothes to dry them, and Song Chuyi was no exception.
Zhao Yi Lou gazed at the only undergarment left on her body, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She was simply too lacking in self-awareness; didn't she think she was any different from these swordsmen?
Song Chuoyi met Zhao Yilou's gaze, paused for a moment, scratched his messy hair, and smiled, "How come, have I been with you for so long that I've become even more handsome?"
Zhao Yi Lou decisively turned a blind eye and ignored him, seriously drying her clothes.
Song Chu'er didn't know the difference between men and women at first, but when she was 7 or 8 years old, she would still go topless and fight with her senior brothers. Her master never told her what was different about boys and girls, so she had to figure it out herself. Although she felt a little different now, wasn't she still wearing a middle garment?
"What's wrong with you?" Song Chuoyi muttered, "Recommend a vote for the monthly ticket."