Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 32 After becoming Zhao Gao, the First Emperor was reborn (32)

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Ziying's appearance in front of his father was never accidental.

He knows in his heart that his father loves and dislikes him, so it is better to take the initiative to retreat, not only to stay away from the dilemma, but also to satisfy his father's wishes.

"Order Zhao, I never blamed you."

Hearing Fusu's words, Sunge's eyes were slightly sore.

This brat, why are you saying such provocative words, she almost ran away from home in tears.

This is the first time that Sunge really understands Fusu, and finally takes Fusu under his wing.

Well, the fast travelers taught by the main god all protect their weaknesses, and she happens to be the best among them.

Alas, I really want to snatch Fusu, this little bastard, and give her a pension until the end of her life, but she is afraid that Emperor Shi Huang will stab her to death with a big sword.

envy, jealousy, hate!
……

The closer to the south, the more humid the air, the warm wind blows on the face, and the tourists feel comfortable.

Misty rain, willows and willows, the delicate and elegant ancient city of Huaiyin.

Sunge looked at the big characters on the city gate, and remembered the experience that the Lord God had told by himself.

When the Lord God fought against the stars and the sea, he also traveled into the plane of Daqin, and once accepted Han Xin as his adopted son.

There are many planes, and this Great Qin is not that Great Qin.

Perhaps at this moment Han Xin is still a poor man who cannot afford enough food and clothing.

Han Xin, the national scholar is unparalleled.

As the saying goes, Han Xin ordered more soldiers, the more the better.

Daqin just needs the talent of a general like Han Xin who is good at fighting, attacking and invincible.

Perhaps the Great Qin Dynasty once had such talents as clouds.

But now he is a bit out of date, the famous general is late, and it is difficult for the younger generation to find an amazing person who can inherit the mantle.

Neither Wang Li, who was born as a general for generations, nor Li You, whose high hopes were placed on Princess Shang, could not really carry the banner of the younger generation of Daqin.

Meng Tian is remarkable.

But, it's not enough.

After Daqin cleared away the internal troubles, the next thing to do was to settle the foreign troubles.

Baiyue, rice is grown three times a year, isn't it fragrant?
Isn't it delicious to raise horses in the desert with lush water and grass?
Therefore, a general who can guard one side is also a scarce item.

No, she seems to have left behind a person, a Zhang Han who led Lishan criminals to hang and beat the descendants of the Six Kingdoms when the descendants of Qin II and the Six Kingdoms were trying to restore power, and almost saved the building from falling.

Zhang Han was hailed by later generations as the last general of the Qin Dynasty.

He defeated Chen Sheng, suppressed the rebellion, and won many battles, but in the end he was dragged down by his teammate Pig, and lost to Xiang Yu in the Battle of Julu.

Zhang Han's loss to Xiang Yu doesn't mean that Zhang Han can't do it, it's just that the time, place and people are harmonious.

This person, after she returns to Xianyang, needs to focus on and train her.

Perhaps it was the uprising at the end of the Qin Dynasty, the struggle between Chu and Han, and the emergence of talented people. Perhaps the history books deliberately avoided it. Zhang Han's proportion in the history books is far less than that of other people.

But even if there is only a few words, it is difficult to conceal Zhang Han's demeanor.

This person is worth investing in.

"Which fish are you thinking of fooling?" Fu Su was too familiar with Sun Ge's expression.

That's right, it's just cheating.

Zhao Fuling is a typical one-handed move, traveling all over the world without fear.

The first time I hear it, I don't know what I want to say, but after I hear it, I'm already a fish in the pond.

And he might be the first fish that Zhao Fuling fooled.

No, the father is the emperor.

Thinking about it this way, Fusu suddenly felt that he wasn't that miserable.

It is also beneficial to enter the pond earlier, it is better than the end when there are too many fish and cannot enter because the pond cannot fit.

Sunge gave Fusu a blank look, and said sadly, "Young man, the pattern is small."

"What is which fish, and which two fish should it be?"

"But don't worry, even if the fish pond is overcrowded, you are still the most special fish."

Fusu: ...

Thank you, you don't have to.

"Master Zhao, do you think this sentence sounds familiar?"

In a word, I want to seduce all the fish in the world.

The Zhao Fuling deserves to be the Zhao Fuling.

Sunge blinked, as if yes, but it didn't matter, it didn't matter.

"Blame me for being uneducated, I can't make different promises to everyone."

Sunge made Xizi hold his heart in the shape of a heart, and the nausea of ​​success reached Fusu.

The point is, which two fish?

He wanted to see, after meeting him and Zhang Liang, who else could catch Zhao Gao's eyes.

Defective products of substandard quality must not enter fish ponds.

Well, drop prices.

"Let's go, Eldest Young Master, to experience the customs and customs of this small Jiangnan town."

With a big wave of Sun Ge's hand, the chariot and horse entered Huaiyin City.

Customs?

Bah, it's fish, and the only thing that attracts Zhao Fuling is all kinds of fish.

Huaiyin City is full of aura and charm, and even the wind has become gentle and pleasant, as if it wants to keep the footsteps of tourists.

Sunge inquired a few times, and by the Huaiyin River, he saw Han Xin, a thin, tall and straight man with piercing eyes.

The clothes were washed white, and there was a long sword on his waist. The fringe of the sword was old and faded, but the scabbard was polished clean and shiny. His hair was slightly dry, and his complexion was an unhealthy white.

But Sunge could see clearly that Han Xin's chassis was stable and he was a practicing family.

Weakness is just an appearance.

That sword should be Han Xin's last pride, so even though he was hungry, he never thought of selling that sword.

At this moment, Han Xin was sitting on the shore, holding a simple fishhook in his hand. To be honest, with the place Han Xin chose and his fishing level, he might not be able to catch fish even if he starved to death.

Perhaps, Han Xin's intention is not fish.

The letter from my mother is not just a rumor.

Fu Su was a little puzzled, how could the ordinary-looking young man deserve Zhao Fuling's solemnity.

However, if you gain weight and have more flesh on your face, you will look better.

Sun Ge didn't open his mouth to catch fish immediately, but imitated Han Xin and sat down not far away, and the black guard prepared a fishing rod and bait for her with a winking look.

The bait is fragrant, and the warm wind adds a bit of fishy sweetness.

The aroma of the bait was blown into Han Xin's nasal cavity with the wind. Han Xin rubbed his shriveled belly and looked at Sunge.

The color of the clothes is low-key, but the material is excellent. Even the fishing rod is very valuable, and the young man standing beside him is even more eye-catching.

There are gangsters, like cuts are like consultations, like cuts like grinding.

It looks like two generations.

Behind the two, guards with stern faces watched their surroundings vigilantly.

Rich or expensive.

Is there such a beautiful person in the small city of Huaiyin?
These days, rich and noble families have started fishing.

After reaching a conclusion, Han Xin withdrew his gaze and did not deliberately approach to chat.

The wife of the little Nanchang pavilion chief humiliated him to the utmost, so he still didn't want to make fun of himself.

Concentrate on fishing, and you can only fill your stomach after three shots in the day.

Of course, it's also possible that you won't be full.

Sunge has no worries about food and clothing, and all fishing is because he wants to observe Han Xin up close.

But the fish bit the hook one after another as if they didn't want money, and after a while, many big fish were caught.

Sunge smiled and put the fish one by one into the barrel.

Han Xin: ...

Well, don't blame the fish, even if he smells the bait, he wants to run over and take a bite.

normal, normal.

(End of this chapter)