After being read by the First Emperor, I became the favorite of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 21 Already obtained the peerless treasure

He was obviously sitting at the rear, and he obviously didn't see the siege with his own eyes, but at that moment——

At the moment when the general fell, Yun Jiao felt the suffocation and cruelty brought by the war.

There is no doubt that people do not like war.But if the world is united for a long time, it will be divided, and if it is divided for a long time, it will unite. If you want to end the war, the only quick way is to end the war with war.

To stop fighting and turn into force is a principle that has never changed since ancient times.

If you want to create peace with your own hands, there will definitely be blood on this road——

This is unavoidable.

Ying Zheng slowly let go of his hand, looked down at the little girl in front of him, and put a thin cloak on her shoulders.

"War is cruel, as it has been since ancient times." After hesitating for a moment, Ying Zheng gently stretched out his hand and stroked Yun Jiao's head, "Don't look at this anymore, I will take Jiao Jiao somewhere."

Yun Jiao gathered her thoughts and followed Ying Zhima away.

Ying Zheng took Yun Jiao into Handan City. Instead of entering the Zhao Palace, he took her to an extremely muddy street where no one lived at this moment.

Yun Jiao dismounted after Ying Zheng and looked at him puzzledly: "Your Majesty seems to be very familiar with this place -"

After the words fell, Yun Jiao suddenly paused as if she remembered something.

[Wow, this shouldn't be... the place where our ancestors lived when they were young. 】

"Yes. This is my childhood home." Ying Zheng looked at the muddy streets that were full of potholes and already looked extremely depressed, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Unknowingly, nearly twenty years of being a proton have passed.

It seems like a lifetime away.

Seeing Yun Jiao frozen in place, Ying Zheng looked back at her with a gentle look: "Jiao Jiao, come here."

Yun Jiao came to her senses and followed Ying Zheng step by step, following him to a small fenced courtyard.

The small yard was covered with snow, and the two houses inside were dilapidated. The thatch on the roofs swayed in the wind and looked shaky.

Well, it's a dangerous house.

Ying Zheng pushed open the wooden door, walked in slowly, and slowly looked at everything in the courtyard.

Yun Jiao also followed suit.

Next to the entrance, there was a small pavilion with a thatched roof. There was a row of crooked small characters carved on the rough wooden pillars. Yun Jiao walked over and took a look, but found that the characters on the back were blurred, and she could only vaguely see the front. Four words——

"Sister Jiaojiao..."

Yun Jiao was stunned.

【Hey, Jiaojiao?Same name as mine? 】

[But I can’t see the words behind it clearly, what a pity. 】

[This style looks so childish. Could it be that my ancestor wrote it when he was a child? 】

Ying Zheng's expression changed instantly, he coughed and said, "That... Jiao Jiao."

"Ah? What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Yun Jiao turned around subconsciously.

Ying Zheng reached out and grabbed her sleeves, and quietly led her here, away from some wooden pavilions, and then said seriously: "This is where I lived when I was young. No one has come here since I returned to Qin." Visit here. It’s gathering dust everywhere now and it’s very dirty. Don’t touch it.”

Yun Jiao didn't notice the slightest subtlety in Ying Zheng's expression. She nodded when she heard his words. Then she seemed to think of something and asked again: "Then the king brought me here..."

Ying Zheng's eyes softened: "Just wait here while I go get some things."

Yun Jiao nodded and watched Ying Zheng walk into the room.

Not long after, Ying Zheng came out with a medium-sized wooden box, invited Yun Jiao to sit down in the house to avoid the cold, and then opened the wooden box.

The wooden box is very old, and the copper lock on the wooden box has become rusty.

But when the wooden box was opened, it turned out to be a very short bronze sword.

Yun Jiao observed carefully.

The workmanship of the bronze dagger is a bit rough, but it is better preserved and the lines on it can be seen. [Hey, there seems to be writing on it. 】

【Gift...Azheng?Yoyoyo, who gave this to our ancestors? 】

A trace of uneasiness quickly flashed across Ying Zheng's face, and he stroked the blade of the bronze sword. A trace of hesitation and nostalgia flashed in his eyes: "This sword was given to me by a close friend."

He was going back to Qin State that year. In order to go back smoothly and not be taken advantage of, his mother asked him to leave the sword here.

He was so reluctant to part with it that he almost cried while holding the sword.

"She said that one day I will return to Zhao land. When that day comes, I can come back and personally retrieve the treasures of my childhood."

Listening to Ying Zheng's words, Yun Jiao's eyes were full of surprise.

[Why does this feel like I expected my ancestors to dominate the world? 】

Ying Zheng's eyelids twitched rapidly, he coughed, put the bronze sword into the wooden box, and pushed it in front of Yun Jiao——

"This is something I thought about when I was young, and I give it to Jiaojiao now. If Jiaojiao goes home, you can take it with you - seeing it is like seeing me..."

Jiaojiao will never forget him.

The voice of the person in front of her was low and gentle, which made Yun Jiao's heart tremble inexplicably.

She stared at the wooden box on the wooden case, thought about it again and again, pushed it back, and shook her head at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was a little stunned, and the light in his eyes dimmed slightly: "You... don't want it?"

"I like it very much. It's just that this is the king's favorite thing. You have been thinking about it for so many years and have always remembered it. I... am embarrassed to take it away." Yun Jiao said softly.

Ying Zheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "It doesn't matter. I have already...obtained a peerless treasure."

Yun Jiao was stunned and nodded.

[Ouch, that’s true. 】

[Something as precious as He's Bi is indeed a peerless treasure. 】

[Speaking of which, if I go back in time, can I take this thing back with me? 】

Ying Zheng: "..."

He couldn't help but secretly poke his teeth.

Nowadays, there is a person who has no idea about the past, and the current person is still a so-called historical figure.

What you say is completely out of line.

Forget it, forget it, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry.

Everything will fall into place.

Next to her, Yun Jiao was staring at the wooden box in a daze. She suddenly felt a little cold and subconsciously looked up.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yun Jiao always felt that he was gritting his teeth.

After capturing the Kingdom of Zhao, Ying Zheng established Handan County in Zhao, and then returned to Xianyang with a group of people, holding a celebration banquet to reward the three armies.

At the banquet, Brother Mengtian received a generous reward. Their eyes were bright and they were extremely excited.

Next to her, Yun Jiao was drinking fruit wine, looking at the people chatting happily, she started laughing along with her, and slowly she felt an unknown trance.

It felt like a dream. In the dream, I could drink and talk with various historical figures, join them, and witness with my own eyes the first great unification in Chinese history.

This strange feeling lingered in Yun Jiao's heart, causing Yun Jiao to subconsciously look at Ying Zheng on the high seat.

[I want to think about what happens next...]

[After capturing the State of Zhao, I went to attack the State of Yan, and then... holy shit, Jing Ke assassinated Qin! 】

(End of this chapter)