Chapter 827: Trapping and Abduction

In June, the northwest is in full swing for summer.

Early in the morning, when the sun came out on duty, it illuminated the blue sky and white clouds. The endless prairie is verdant, and the grass exudes vitality in the morning light, gently swaying with the wind, and setting off golden waves when it is continuous. The various unknown wildflowers that bloom during this period exude a rich fragrance in the sunlight and in the vast grasslands.

In such an early morning, Qin Feng sent away Tai Shici and Gan Ning's soldiers and horses. This was the farthest march for the Qin army. This means that Qin Feng's forces will reach Yumen Pass, the farthest northwest frontier in China since ancient times, for the first time.

"If you can catch up with Cao Cao, it's best, if you can't catch up, don't go out for the time being. Repair the Yumen Pass and rebuild the northwest portal. ”

Tai Shi Ci, Gan Ning's mood was excited, they didn't expect that King Qin would hand over such a heavy task to themselves. For the two southern generals, reaching the farthest frontier in the west is even more extraordinary, and they dismounted and saluted: "Please rest assured, the minister will definitely regain the lost land of Liangxi for my king, and regain this land that belongs to my descendants of Yan and Huang!" ”

Gan Ning said: "The ministers will let the countries of the Western Regions know that Great Qin has prospered the Han Dynasty!" ”

The soldiers who went out on the expedition shook their spirits and raised their arms and shouted: "Great Qin Xinghan, Great Qin Xinghan!" ”

Qin Feng picked up the two of them, and suddenly remembered the poem he had memorized when he was a teenager, so he pointed to the sky and read: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, a lonely city and ten thousand mountains. Why should Qiang Di complain about the willows, the spring breeze does not pass the jade gate. ”

Everyone was amazed.

"Good poetry!" Pang Tong exclaimed, and Jia Xu stroked his beard and smiled.

and the red-faced woman Shi Xin Xianying, who accompanied her. As if already seen, on the vast plateau. The Yellow River rushes and looks far to the west. It seems to be flowing out of white clouds. Surrounded by mountains and rivers, Wuwei, a lonely city on the side, stands majestically. However, the soldiers of the Qin army are about to go out here, and they will bring the spring breeze of the Great Qin Xinghan to Yumen Pass, the northwestern part of the frontier.

Xin Xianying hurriedly took out a history pen and recorded it in the file. Such verses will surely be passed down for centuries ......, she thought. At times like these, she is always lost. Looking at the countless emperors over the past thousands of years, there is always an indescribable difference between the King of Qin in front of him. This point deeply attracted this female historian.

In the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, Tai Shici and Gan Ning led the army to the battle.

"We must do a good job of logistics." Qin Feng looked at the soldiers and horses in the distance, "The land of Liangxi has been lost for more than half a century, and Xun Yu of Yedu has been sent an order, and when the good news comes, he will mobilize capable officials." Sue them, build the Great Northwest, and the Lone King will add officials to them! In addition, the Military Aircraft Department noted a national policy. Encourage the people of the Central Plains to immigrate to the northwest to settle down, and no land tax will be collected for 10 years, and all the cultivated land will be owned by individuals. ”

"Whoa!" Jia Xu replied. In his opinion. The king of Qin was really clever in this national policy, and used a relaxed policy to attract the people to settle down. As the population increases, the western lands will not only prosper. The frontier will be more stable.

Pang Tong was amazed, the king is the king, and if he said it casually, he was far-sighted.

"King Shengming!"

In fact, Qin Feng didn't have any foresight, these were all national policies that had been implemented and proven to be very effective in later generations. But then again, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, only the Holy Lord could say such things.

After Qin Feng sent out the soldiers, he returned to Wuwei City, and hurriedly went to inquire about Guo Jia's situation.

A secluded courtyard in the county warden's house.

"How's Bonghyo doing?" Qin Feng asked.

Hu Ming saluted and said: "Your Majesty, please be relieved, my throat has been wounded and I can't use decoction, but I have improved a lot after using acupuncture." If ordinary people should have woken up a long time ago, it's just that this Mr. Guo Jia is a little weak, so he hasn't woken up yet. ”

Weak constitution! Qin Feng still knew about this, if it was true, he would not die young, and hurriedly asked, "Maybe conditioning?" ”

"No problem." Hu Ming said affirmatively.

Qin Feng put his mind at ease, and said in his heart that Hua Tuo's apprentices are so powerful, and the lonely king has a life-saving charm to live a hundred years old. He planned to check the health of hundreds of civil and military officials in the future, from the three princes and nine secretaries, to officials at all levels, to avoid untimely death. He walked into the room and saw Guo Jia lying quietly on the bed. This virtuous man in his early thirties, thin and thin, looks weak and can't help but be windy.

Qin Feng stood in front of the bed, looking at Guo Jia carefully, and at the same time, he was also thinking about how to convince such a person. This man dared to commit suicide, which is obviously very difficult to convince.

Since ancient times, there have been many kinds of suicide, and in general there are four situations, altruistic suicide, self-committed suicide, disorderly suicide, and fatalistic suicide. In Qin Feng's view, Guo Jia's suicide should be altruistic suicide. That is, suicide under social conventions or group pressure, or in pursuit of a certain goal. Often for the sake of responsibility, sacrificing the ego to complete the ego.

Martyrdom for the Lord, such a person, is not easy to persuade.

Just when Qin Feng was pondering, he accidentally found Guo Jia's eyelids fluttering. A person who is unconscious will not move his eyelids unless he has woken up and is about to wake up.

Qin Feng's heart moved, so he found Hu Ming, quietly commanded, and asked him to check.

After a while, Hu Ming whispered: "King, I did wake up, but I didn't open my eyes for some reason." ”

Qin Fengxin said You don't know, I know, why don't you open your eyes, naturally you don't want to see the lonely king. Guo Jia has such a reaction, and it is very difficult for him to surrender. Qin Feng pondered for a while, and thought of a good idea, maybe he could succeed if he did it.

Qin Feng pulled the little tail Xin Xianying aside.

"Let it go!" Xin Xianying shook off Qin Feng's big hand with a look of disgust.

Qin Feng was thick-skinned and said, "Xianying, King Gu knows that you are good at appreciating people, can you evaluate this Guo Jia?" ”

Xin Xianying didn't know what Qin Feng was going to do, but Guo Jia was quite famous, and she had heard a little about her life deeds, so she said, "Maybe you can try it." ”

"Great!" Qin Feng slapped his face and said, "Then you quickly make a sacrificial text and let me mourn for a while!" ”

Xin Xianying almost thought she had misheard. Big eyes flickered and said, "This person is not dead yet, why do you want to make a sacrifice?" ”

"You don't understand that. The man committed suicide. Ordinary words will not persuade him, but Guo Jia must be a person who remembers his promises. He just thought he was going to die. If the lonely king says something moving, he will definitely say something in the afterlife, and the lonely king will use words to force him to stop and then tell him that he can't die, and he can only fulfill his promise! Qin Feng smiled evilly.

Xin Xianying was frightened when she heard this, and when she looked at Qin Feng, she seemed to see a fox's tail flicking wildly, she only thought that what she was in front of her was a big fox liar, and she was not able to pronounce "The Spring Breeze does not pass the Yumen Pass" Shengming Xianwang at all.

What kind of man is he? However, Qin Feng's "capriciousness" attracted Xin Xianying even more to explore and understand.

Qin Feng sneered: "Xianying." The Lone King didn't treat you as an outsider. This Guo Jia is talented, and if he is one more, he will have to fight for ten years less for the development of national strength and people's livelihood in the future. ”

"Okay!" Xin Xianying finally couldn't resist King Qin's plea, agreed, and promised not to enter the annals of history.

Qin Feng got what he wanted, and he felt more confident, so. After some discussion with Hu Ming, who was waiting on the sidelines, he came to an answer.

"Is there really no cure?"

"Unless a miracle happens, it's only a day or two, and maybe you won't wake up until you die." Hu Ming finished speaking. Hurriedly left. The heart says that you must not say this, and you must always be vigilant when you sleep, and if you say it, the family will not be safe.

Everyone was sent out. Qin Feng returned to Guo Jia's bedside.

Hu Ming did not diagnose wrongly, Guo Jia really came to his senses. It's just that Guo Jia is unwilling to face Qin Feng. So I kept pretending to be unconscious. When Guo Jia heard that his life was on these two days, his heart chuckled. Death is death. Nothing to be afraid of!

Calculating people is nothing more than a pit and abduction, and the conversation between Qin Feng and Hu Ming is a pit. Guo Jia fell into the pit and was about to be enlightened. If you are blinded, you will turn around, and then you will be deceived and used for your own use.

Therefore, Qin Feng looked at the memorial text written by Xin Xianying behind his back, and recited it in a very touching tone, "Woo Hu Feng Xiao, unfortunately died!" Wouldn't people hurt if they were shortened? My heart hurts, and I drink a lot; You have a spirit, enjoy my taste! Hang Jun early school, to make heroes, righteousness and wealth,......。 ”

Qin Feng was very sad, and continued to cry: "When I wanted to be you, I was heroic, but I died early and bled on the ground. The heart of loyalty, the spirit of the heroic spirit; At the end of his life, he was famous for hundreds of years, mourning the monarch and sorrowful; But I am gallbladder, and my sorrow is not broken. Haotian was dimly ....... ”

"Woohoo Fengxiao! Farewell to life and death! Park Shou Qizhen, the underworld is extinguished, the soul is like a spirit, to learn from my heart: from now on, the world is more ignorant! Woohoo hurts......! ”

This sacrificial text began to be narrated when Guo Jia traveled to study in all directions, and has been told until this moment. All the merits of Guo Jia's life are all included. Coupled with Qin Feng's emotional and emotional tone, the chanting is called miserable. It is really people who listen to hurt people, and God who listens to hurt God.

Guo Jia naturally didn't pull down a word, he was very touched at the moment, he never expected that Qin Feng would know himself so well. It is exactly as the last sentence of the sacrificial text says, from now on, the world will be even more ignorant!

Guo Jia planned to open his eyes and say a few words, but when he thought that he only had one or two days to live, it was better not to see each other. However, his mind fluctuated, and his physical appearance was naturally changeable.

Qin Feng looked carefully, thinking that he must have woken up, but he didn't want to see me, it seemed that Meng's thickness was not enough, and he still needed to take strong medicine. When it comes to Mengren's fierce medicine, it is naturally Uncle Liu Huang who is crying for the first time. Since ancient times, the tyrant has cried his nose? This cry will definitely be enlightened when you see it.

So, Qin Feng got up quietly, walked to the desk on the side, picked up the tea bowl, and sprinkled some water on his face as tears.

Guo Jia, who was lying in front of the bed with his eyes closed, began to wonder, what was going on, why didn't King Qin move?

"Wow, yes!"

A cry of grief came, almost frightening Guo Jia to open his eyes.

"Alas, Fengxiao! It's a pity, Fengxiao! Slaughter...... Bong Hyo! Qin Feng beat his chest and cried, crying called a liver and intestine inch, that called a ghost crying and howling, beating hard, and coughing, "If you are lonely, if you have filial piety, it is enough to be even, but unfortunately, God, you don't give Lone a chance." Lonely and Fengxiao sat opposite each other, separated by heaven and man, and couldn't even say a word, woo woo woo ....... (To be continued......)