Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 35 Lian Po is old, can he still eat?
In fact, the communication and contact between the first emperor and Zhao Si were not too much.

It was only limited to Zhao Si's offering of pictures and overseas crops after disembarking, and then Emperor Shi Huang asked Zhao Si about the specific process of going to sea, and the total time was even less than a day.

However, Zhao Si left a good impression on Emperor Shihuang.

On the rare journey home, there was another piece of good news, which finally eased Shi Huang's tense mind.

……

On the other side, Ji Chang, Sheng, and Sun, after a lot of trouble, finally met Wang Jian.

Wang Jian walked out slowly with a stick in one hand.

In fact, the three of them were not qualified to meet Wang Jian. The relationship between the three of them and Wang Jian was limited to serving under Wang Jian's tent and driving for Wang Jian.

But Wang Jian didn't know how many battles he fought in his life, and he didn't know how many people drove for him, let alone Sheng and Sun who drove the auxiliary car.

In the past, it was not that no old department came to ask for help, but Wang Jian's way of dealing with it was to close the door and disappear.

As time goes by, there will be no one who visits the door for help relying on the little affection in the past.

It was the same this time, if Wang Jian hadn't happened to hear it, then the fate of waiting for Ji Chang, Sheng, Sun, and the three would most likely be rejected and sent away.

"Master, haven't you always been behind closed doors?" asked the servant who followed Wang Jian.

"It's not that I don't see you, it's that I can't see you." Wang Jian smiled and shook his head.

"I lead the army to attack the country, but how many old troops are there? People from my hometown don't know how many are there." Wang Jian shook his head with a little emotion.

How high-spirited and high-spirited they were when they conquered the country in the past, it was almost dusk in a blink of an eye.

The servant nodded thoughtfully and said: "That's true. If the master opened this hole, I don't know how many people will come to the door to beat the autumn wind."

Wang Jian raised his cane and tapped the servant's head lightly, cursing with a smile: "Am I a stingy person when the soldiers in the tent asked for anything?"

After finishing speaking, he leaned on his cane and walked towards Ji Chang and the others.

The servant didn't know and went in, but he didn't think too much, and hurriedly followed Wang Jian's footsteps.

"General!"

Ji Chang was very excited to see Wang Jian, and immediately bowed and saluted.

"I'm no longer a general!" Wang Jian shook his head, the servants at the side turned pale and hurriedly helped the three of them up.

Wang Jian didn't have much impression of the three of them, only that they claimed to be his own soldiers who drove chariots for him when he conquered Chu in the past.

Wang Jian was old and couldn't remember too many people. In fact, the three of them didn't have any qualifications to be remembered by Wang Jian.

However, Wang Jian didn't put on any airs, perhaps because he saw that the soldiers who dared to fight under his tent in the past were getting old.

Or he suddenly wanted to recall the glorious past, or simply wanted to communicate with others, so Wang Jian sent his servants to have a banquet for the three of them in the mansion.

Facing Wang Jian's banquet, the three seemed restless, and Sheng and Sun, who were eccentric, also seemed very peaceful at this time.

"I have now resigned and returned to my hometown. I am no longer a general. Now I, you and others, are not superiors. You are equal to me, but colleagues." Wang Jian comforted him and ordered his servants to serve him drinks and food.

Unable to be relieved by Wang Jian, the three of them finally calmed down a little, and together with Wang Jian, they recalled the eventful years of the past.

Oh, Ji Chang used to be a soldier in my army.

Sheng and Sun drove the auxiliary car for me.

Wang Jian thought about it carefully, but he still didn't have these impressions in his mind. What happened more than ten years ago, he wouldn't remember these things at that time, he only knew that he would accomplish his mission.

Today, more than ten years later, Wang Jian still remembers their names.

They had served under their own hands.

More than ten years ago, they were just insignificant pawns in their game on the battlefield.

Or in that chess game, they were not even pawns.

But they were full of respect for themselves, full of gratitude.

They were awarded for their merits, and they moved forward fearlessly under their own banner.

Wang Jian didn't talk a lot, just a few words by chance, which guided the direction and rhythm of the topic. The three of them were obviously full of gratitude to Wang Jian.

One is to be grateful for leading them to a great victory back then.

The second is to thank Wang Jian for meeting them in person now that he is the Marquis of Che.

They were ashamed of themselves and felt that they were not worthy, or that they were not worthy of drinking with Wang Jian in the first place.

So if he wanted to ask Wang Jian for help, he rolled around a few times and was stuck in his chest, not knowing how to speak.

In the end, Wang Jian took the initiative to speak.

"You have waited so far, but what difficulties have you encountered?"

Sheng and Sun couldn't open their mouths.

In the end, Ji Chang gritted his teeth and said cruelly: "General, to tell the truth, His Majesty sent Xu Fu out to sea to search for immortals and recruited [-] virgins. I heard that the fleet returned to Langya a month ago. Your Majesty is benevolent. Send people back home, I have a grandson who served in the army back then, but still hasn't returned home yet, I beg the general to help me with some inquiries."

Ji Chang finally gritted his teeth and said: "Is it life or death, I also want to know a letter."

Wang Jian nodded.

He knew about this, after all, his grandson Wang Li was in charge of this group of people in Lantian Daying.The other party's request was very simple to Wang Jian.

"What's your grandson's name?" Wang Jian asked.

"Si, Ji Si!" Ji Chang replied.

Wang Jian nodded and said: "Don't worry about it, go home for now and wait for the news. I will send someone to pass it on."

Three thanks.

When the three of them left, Wang Jian sent his servants to bring wine, dried meat, cloth and other items.

To Wang Jian, it was insignificant, but to the three of them, it was extremely precious.

Their greatest title is nothing more than changing...

The three thanked again, and finally Ji Chang paid a big gift in front of the palace gate before bowing respectfully.

Wang Jian was left alone, looking at the half tripod of mutton left over from his dinner a few days ago, lost in thought.

"Lian Po is old, can he still eat?"

"Unexpectedly, I can't even eat a cauldron of meat!" Wang Jian sighed, rubbing his stiff calf.

His former subordinate is also very old now, and it looks like his time is numbered.

"Si...Ji Si..." Wang Jian beckoned, and the servant came.

"Go and ask Wang Li if there is a doll named Si among the crew members who returned from Lantian."

The servant responded and went out to pass the message.

Wang Jian stood up with the support of another servant, and walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard, there are Yingying and Yanyan, and in the mansion, all the domesticated singers and dancers are here.

Even Wang Jian himself didn't know how many there were.

A small part of these singers and dancers belonged to the Wang family, and most of them were rewards that Wang Jian had the cheek to ask Shi Huangdi for.

Wang Jian once even took the initiative to exchange part of his feudal rewards for singers and dancers.

So much so that the palace even couldn't let it go, and gave away a lot.

As for Wang Ben and Wang Li making friends, sending off singers and dancers is also considered generous.

Without him, there are more than one beauties raised by the Wang family.

To put it bluntly, most of the time, they are no less than the singers and dancers in the palace.

(ps: Wang Jian had voluntarily exchanged some of his fiefs for real gold, silver and beauties. It’s only [-] words now, don’t worry. In about twenty pages, the first volume should be over. There are more stories in the first volume It’s just foreshadowing. In fact, I originally wanted to do some small science popularization, but after thinking about it, I didn’t write an argumentative paper. The first volume is more daily, and the second volume will have more dry goods. Everyone, sit tight and wait for me to start.)
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