It is said that Qin Shihuang was controlled by a daughter

Chapter 558: The past is long, the grass is growing and the birds are flying (1)

"Old friend?" Chang Cong sighed thoughtfully, "This merchant from the Western Regions is truly a well-hidden figure. He actually arrived in Xianyang decades ago."

Old friend. Should be considered an old friend.

Li Xian's left arm still ached. He remembered the incident, but because it happened so long ago, he couldn't remember the details. He couldn't remember whether it happened in his first or second life.

——The cat arrived a few days before my father finished his studies in Lanling and decided to go from Shangcai to Xianyang.

He thought of his dilapidated home in Shangcai, which could be described as bare.

The worst thing is when it rains but it pours.

It was late spring that day, and there was a lot of rain in the south. The grass was growing wildly, and many rabbits were running around on the hillside.

Li Xian saw a woman wearing a conical hat and a black robe coming to visit him.

She also brought a cage with a white cat with blue eyes and a strange-looking, wrinkled nose.

She said it was called a 'Persian cat'.

But Li Si was not there, his wife had passed away.

The woman had no choice but to hand the cat to Li Xian: Tell your father that there are too many rats in the warehouse, so it’s better to be a cat.

"What do you mean?"

She covered half her face with a bamboo hat, squatted down and looked at him, raised her hand to pick the grass from his hair, and smiled, "Because cats can eat corrupt officials who take bribes and break the law."

Later, Li Si returned home and Li Xian showed him the cat.

Li Si was very happy. "That woman must be a disciple of the Mohist school. I originally intended to go to Qin, but now that Mo Yuan said he's waiting for me in Qin, time is of the essence."

At that time, Shangcai was the territory of Chunshen Jun Huang Xie, and many Chu people with noble titles did not have to pay taxes.

After Li Si left home to study in Lanling, his mother took care of the housework and washed clothes for a living.

His elder brother, Li You, was six years older than him. During those ten years, he had developed excellent martial arts skills through hunting. Li Xian taught him all the methods of hunting rabbits.

Li Xian had met Jing Ke in his first life.

At that time, Jing Ke was not yet a hunter of Changping Jun.

At that time, Lu Buwei and Cai Ze were setting up the Qin Secret Pavilion. They recruited killers and sought swordsmen. The establishment of Qin's assassin organization and secret network was in full swing.

The first choice was to start with the farthest states of Yan and Qi. The lands of Yan and Zhao had always been home to many heroes, and their remote location and harsh climate were also significant. The court was already quite preoccupied with the affairs of Marquis Wenxin, so few officials were willing to take on this mission.

"Gang Chengjun, I will go as the vanguard." Someone actually went to Gang Chengjun's mansion before Meng Tian.

"you are?"

Cai Ze was dazzled by the young man's excellent and somewhat evil appearance. If he did not have a teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, Cai Ze would have thought that he saw the young prince Yan Dan of Yan State again.

The boy nodded, "My name is Li Xian."

Cai Ze recalled the name, and then suddenly recalled a rising star from the state of Chu. "Li Si's son?" He smiled at the young man. "You should have told your father about going to ask Marquis Wenxin for permission, but why did you come to me? You know, no one's willing to go yet."

"Marquis Wenxin has many followers, but his achievements are just a drop in the ocean. But Lord Gangcheng is planning to conquer the world for the Qin Dynasty."

Cai Ze laughed and stroked his beard, "Boy, you are very smart. But I think the young general has the same idea. Why don't you discuss it together?"

Meng Tian looked at this unknown young man and felt a little shocked in his heart. How could someone express his desire so directly?

Too pure a purpose counts as straightforwardness.

This was their first acquaintance. A few years later, Li Xian went to Meng Tian's army to serve as a clerk and it was only then that they met again.

Meng Tian and Li Xian were still young men, barely teens at the time, both quite ambitious, and betting and competing was common. After crossing the Yan River, they chose to go their separate ways, reuniting in Jicheng.

The northern part of Yan State is different from the vast plains of Shangcai in Chu State.

However, the group of hunters that Jing Ke belonged to was different. They came from further north and were used to using brute force to hunt.

Jing Ke was also among this group of hunters.

Li Xian had been in Yan for about ten days and had sought out some knights, but he hadn't seen many good ones. Those with average martial arts skills were the most arrogant, and he could easily defeat them.

After being delayed for more than ten days, Li Xian finally figured it out. His martial arts skills were average, and he couldn't make people submit with his martial arts skills alone like Meng Tian did. He needed a more powerful master and could only rely on his brain.

Before entering Jicheng, he rested outside the city. Unexpectedly, while leaning against a tree, he saw hunters hunting wild boars. A group of them, armed with arrows, were chasing them back and forth. The young and strong ones could still leap ahead, but the older hunters were running out of breath...

He was still a young man, and after failing to catch it for the third time, he became a little impatient and couldn't help but speak out.

"You can't do this."

The leader of the hunters was already furious. Spring had arrived, and this pig was running so fast!
He glanced around and realized the sound came from the tree above. He stared at the tree and said, "Who is it! Get out here! Damn it! Who are these young brats disturbing your grandpa?"

The young man jumped down from the tree with ease, biting a piece of grass in his mouth and holding a very broad sword in his hands.

"I say, can you guys be a little more efficient?"

He was not angry at all, his tone was lazy, his expression was casual, and he had that romantic and casual look. You could tell at a glance that he was a Chu person.

As he spoke, the hem of his black shirt was still stained with morning dew from the mountains, and his long hair was loosely tied up with a bone hairpin, with a few strands of hair swaying slightly.

Probably because the countries in the south were far away, and seeing that he was alone, Li Xian looked different from them, but the Chu people were most famous for their hunting skills. This group of Hu people looked at him with scrutiny in their eyes and turned to scold the old hunter who was holding him back.

Li Xian added, "It's such a waste of energy to chase after one to get one."

"Then what do you think we should do?"

Once Li Youjiao's knowledge came in handy.

In addition to a pig, we also unexpectedly harvested a llama and two roe deer.

Li Xian squatted to the side, carefully wiping the bloodstains from the arrowhead with a handkerchief. Seeing an old hunter in the caravan, he smiled at him and said, "Your head hunter is quite generous, even sharing half with me. But I have to hurry on my way, and it would be too much trouble to process it myself, so you can have it." The old hunter quickly thanked him, marveling at the kindness of the man.

At that time, Li Xian didn't know that from then on, no one would think of him as a good person anymore.

As Jing Ke took off his felt hat and approached, Li Xian suddenly remembered that he had seen this face in a secret letter before—he was the disciple of Ailao Gu Hongzhizi, the best swordsman. He just didn't know his name.

Jing Ke stopped him, holding up a fat roe deer, and invited him to the side of the campfire.

"My dear brother, you have worked hard. It would be a shame if you left. Why don't you drink with me?" He handed him a leather jug ​​of wine.

Li Xian thought about it, walked over and took the leather pot, but he didn't expect that the Yan wine was so strong.

And this number one swordsman is a chatterbox.

"Haha, I told the boss about this, but he didn't listen. Looks like I have to use some provocation."

"You are so good at hunting, are you a noble son?"

Li Xian leaned casually against a nearby rock, shook his head nonchalantly, and said, "Do I look like a nobleman like this?"

Jing Ke looked at him for a moment, then smiled, "He looks so handsome, how could he not look like him?"

"I'm just a commoner."

Jing Ke smiled, scraped the roe deer clean, and roasted it over the fire. "In this world, nobles live in big houses, surrounded by servants and carriages, have acres of fertile land, and slaves and beauties are readily available. They have everything they want."

"It's true that the nobility has good things to do. However, even eating and drinking require music and etiquette. Just watching and listening to it makes me feel troublesome," said Li Xian.

"Hahaha, you're such an interesting person! But I can't stand this kind of restraint either."

"I see you have quite a bit of skills. How come you are among these hunters?"

Jing Ke's expression suddenly turned rather sad. "I have a good brother. He's a very sophisticated person and doesn't know how to adapt. Not long ago, he was beaten by a nobleman for a broken zither. He's been lying in bed and can't get out of bed. I'm afraid his leg is broken. I must go and raise money for his medical treatment."

"I once learned some medical skills from a famous doctor, but not very..."

In troubled times, people who know how to treat medicine are as important as soldiers who know how to fight.

Before Li Xian finished speaking, Jing Ke pulled him aside and talked about something else.

Jing Ke was such a sincere person, he had no suspicion of anyone at all.

This was probably the reason why Fan Zeng didn't want him to leave the valley.

"I'm telling you, don't look at me like this. I'm very good with the sword. We're talking quite a bit, so if you're willing to save my friend, I'll teach you a couple of moves, okay?"

...Li Xian never thought that he would come to him without him having to put in any effort, and even said that he would teach him sword.

Seeing that he was stunned, Jing Ke put his arm around Li Xian's shoulders again, still holding the wine jug in his hand.

"I look only ten years older than you, so you don't need to call me Master. How about learning a few moves from me?"

Li Xian didn't think too much at that time. He stirred the firewood in the campfire with a stick, turned his head and asked him, "How much are you willing to teach me?"

Seeing his interest, Jing Ke smiled mysteriously and said, "Just watch."

He stood up, drew his sword and danced with it, then thought for a moment and tore off a piece of dead tree. This move was completely different from others, flowing like clouds and water, like a bright moon and meteors, approaching the killing move, like a dragon and a snake moving in all directions.

The hunters could not see the power of the Central Plains people's kung fu and thought it was just fancy moves.

Amidst a bonfire, verdant mountains rise and fall in layers of dark green.

"Twenty sword techniques. This is the first one, and it stands out."

The willow branch in Jing Ke's hand turned into a sword, and the sword flowers were so dazzling that it was hard to keep up. The killing move was approaching, but he turned his right hand away and avoided the sharp attack.

"The second move: Two Moons in the Same Sky."

……

"The 20th move, When all flowers bloom."

"Li Xian, do you remember?"

He was incredibly talented, having seen all twenty techniques once before and remembering every single one perfectly, yet he refused to speak. This was the first time he felt complicated, and he stood up, intending to leave without even looking back.

Unexpectedly, Jing Ke was so pure-hearted that he was determined to accept him as his disciple. "How many did you remember? Half?"

He paused and said with some pride, "What do you mean by half? I remember it all."

"You've memorized everything? Haha, you're truly a promising young talent. Sword moves are just a style, but you still need to practice how much strength you exert. This is just one set of sword techniques, what about the other one? Let me tell you, how many people want to learn it, and why wouldn't I teach them?"

Li Xian looked at him, "I want to learn, but now is not the time. Let's go save your friend first."

"Haha. Let me tell you in secret, they call me Jing Ke. But my mentor calls me another name."

"What's the name?"

"Zi Yu." Jing Ke smiled. "How about you call me Brother Zi Yu?"

Li Xian was silent for a moment. "You want to teach me your swordsmanship without even asking about my background? What if I were your enemy?"

Jing Ke took another swig of wine and laughed, "Swordsmen value fate. There is no position among knights, only friendship."

Li Xian was puzzled, but couldn't help asking, "If I want to learn, are you really willing to teach me?

Jing Ke smiled at him with a drunken smile, "I will teach you as much as you can learn."

"You drank too much."

Jing Ke looked up and smiled at him, and the light of dawn fell into his eyes, spreading out in tiny gleams.

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