Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 267: The army gathers and welcomes the bride

sword.

The sword placed on Zhou Jinzhong's desk is a valuable and fine sword.

Zhou Jinzhong took out this sword intentionally as a bargaining chip to provoke the envoys of the Qin Dynasty and to induce other countries to join forces to besiege the Qin Dynasty.

Or rather, bait.

Unfortunately, the final result did not seem to be what Zhou Jinzhong had expected. The Qin warriors lost face or won a miserable victory.

On the contrary, the fighting power displayed by Zhang Yuan was so strong that no one dared to look up.

Two Qi masters died, and one of Wei's top warriors went crazy.

In such a strange scene, Zhang Yuan spoke out and no one dared to challenge him.

Xiao Lou raised his head and looked at Zhou Jinzhong opposite him, his face full of smiles.

"Qi has been untrustworthy for a long time. Last time, they signed an alliance with Great Qin to share the three Yue counties of Wei, but didn't they also break the alliance in the end?"

Xiao Lou's voice rang out.

The State of Qi is untrustworthy.

The alliance that divided Wei State into three parts.

This sentence not only belittled the State of Qi, but also provoked relations between the State of Qi and the State of Wei.

Sure enough, the expression on the face of Sun Jia, the envoy from the State of Wei, who was sitting upright, was obviously not good.

"Humph, a sword. My Qi State has thousands of soldiers and armors, and countless top-grade soldiers."

Zhou Jinzhong snorted coldly, reached out to pick up the sword on the long table, and handed it to Zhang Yuan.

"Captain Zhang, a man of your caliber can only serve as a captain in the Qin State. What a waste of talent!"

"If you join our Great Qi, I will recommend you to be a general and lead an army of over ten thousand."

Dig the wall.

Bury the nails.

Although these are all petty tricks that cannot be shown on the public, it’s okay to do them casually. What if they are useful?
"A general commanding an army of over ten thousand?" Zhang Yuan took the sword from Zhou Jinzhong's hand, weighed it, and said softly, "Master Zhou, remember this: when I, Zhang Yuan, enter Qi, you must not deny this promise."

After saying that, Zhang Yuan turned around and went back to his seat. He placed the dagger on the long table in front of him and sat upright.

Across from him, Zhou Jinzhong's mouth twitched and he forced a smile.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhang. I'll remember it. I'll definitely remember it."

He never expected that Zhang Yuan would say he was going to Qi State and asked him to keep his promise.

As a military officer of the Qin State, Zhang Yuan said such words. Isn't he afraid that the Qin envoys will feel resentful?

Looking up at the opposite side, Qin State's envoy Xiao Lou had a calm expression and seemed to be unconcerned.

However, the expressions of Sun Jia, Zhu Xitang and others on the side changed slightly, and they seemed to want to recruit Zhang Yuan.

The strength demonstrated by Zhang Yuan is worthy of their recruitment.

At the head of the hall, Ouyang Shucai, Marquis of Zhenxi, waved his hand, and his servants came forward to clean up the blood on the ground.

All the dishes and food on the long tables were replaced with new ones.

Everyone continued to talk, talking about the scenery and interesting things in the five countries and three regions, as if the gambling and killing just now no longer existed.

Perhaps in the eyes of these high-ranking officials, there is no point in caring about the dead masters.

Zhang Yuan, on the other hand, remained seated, with many people raising their glasses to him.

The monks from Yuzhao Temple also came forward and asked a few questions quietly before bowing and retreating.

Zhang Yuan had a cold expression on his face. At this moment, as his Qi, blood and true essence were flowing, a faint golden light was vibrating in his mind.

The two times today he used spiritual means to obtain other people's memories gave him great inspiration.

He also had a general idea of ​​how his spiritual power worked.

Sitting upright in the same place, Zhang Yuan's spiritual power arranged colorful mountains and rivers in his mind.

This is a painting created using Confucian and Taoist painting techniques, condensed into a scroll with the power of the soul.

The scroll serves as both a method of defending his soul and a means of attacking his soul.

If you unfold this scroll, you will be lost in it and unable to extricate yourself.

In the scroll of soul, the figures of Cao Qingquan, his master Liu Yichen, and Cheng Shouzheng appeared.

These three sword masters held long swords and moved with the wind.

Zhang Yuan's soul also condensed in the scroll, practicing with the three soul shadows.

This kind of practice, apart from the loss of spiritual power, is simply the best way to practice.

As for the loss of soul, Zhang Yuan quietly held a jade Buddha Bodhi seed in his hand.

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"Zhang Yuan." Han Xiao's call beside him brought Zhang Yuan back to his senses from his practice.

In fact, he kept his mind focused outside of his body. If someone attacked him, he would fight back immediately.

Zhang Yuan turned his head, glanced at Han Xiao, and then looked forward.

At this moment, in the middle of the lobby, on a long square table, were several scrolls painted with freehand brushwork.

Zhu Xitang, with a smile on his face, looked at Zhang Yuan.

"Captain Zhang, Brother Xiao has admitted defeat and handed over this three-color jade pendant to me."

"Master Han has given up, would you like to take a gamble?"

Zhu Xitang held the ink brush in his hand and looked at Zhang Yuan.

A gamble?
"Haha, Lord Zhu, you are a great scholar of the State of Zhao. Even Lord Sun Jia and Lord Xiao Lou are impressed by you. How can others compete with you in painting?" Zhou Jinzhong on the opposite side had a smile on his face.

"Although Qin is strong in martial arts, when it comes to Confucianism and Taoism, the Jixia Academy of Qi is the true holy place."

These words were full of disparagement of the Qin State.

But to all parties, it sounds natural.

The martial arts of the Qin Dynasty were too strong, and although Confucianism and Taoism seemed to be in control of the government, that was actually just an appearance.

The real power of the Qin State still lies in the hands of military men.

Thousands of military honors and titles are the foundation of the Qin Dynasty.

Zhu Xitang didn't look at Zhou Jinzhong, but only at Zhang Yuan.

"If Captain Zhang wins, not only will you get this three-colored jade pendant, but you'll also get this scroll of Wang Mengxi's paintings that I have."

Three-color jade pendant?

That thing is worthless in Daqin.

Wang Mengxi's painting?

Isn’t that painting one of the scrolls that Zhang Yuan was forced to paint by Zhao Yu when he was in the county town?

The money from the sale of the paintings has been settled and deposited into his pocket.

Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, and just as he was about to stand up, Xiao Lou waved his hand and said, "Captain Zhang has just fought a battle and is exhausted. If Brother Zhu is interested in learning painting from him, please come to the Great Qin envoy's residence after the banquet."

Zhu Xitang smiled and nodded, without saying anything else, he put away the jade pendant, books and other items.

His performance made Sun Jia, Zhou Jinzhong and others frown.

Zhang Yuan glanced at Xiao Lou.

Interesting.

Are Qin and Zhao secretly colluding?

How could the Quad Alliance tolerate this?

……

The banquet was over and the envoys dispersed.

In the lobby, Ouyang Shucai slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Father, Zhang Yuan is so powerful, he's truly terrifying. If we can only keep his life in Xichang City—"

Ouyang Ming didn't finish his words when he saw Ouyang Shucai looking at him and couldn't help but pause.

"There are countless talented people in the world, and the martial arts geniuses of the Great Qin are even more numerous than the stars. If we can kill one Zhang Yuan, can we kill ten or a hundred Zhang Yuans?" Ouyang Xu turned around and said loudly, "Self-cultivation and improvement are the foundation."

Ouyang Ming's expression changed, his fists clenched, and he finally lowered his head without answering.

At the top, Ouyang Shu glanced at the two of them and then waved his hand.

The two brothers bowed and walked out of the hall.

When he reached the lobby, Ouyang Ming paused, suddenly turned around, and looked at Ouyang Xu with a smile on his face.

"Brother, I'm about to get married, but you're still unmarried. This is really against the rules."

"How about I find a good match for you?"

Looking at Ouyang Xu, Ouyang Ming said calmly, "That Princess Fengming is a perfect match for you..."

Laughing heartily, he turned and walked away.

Ouyang Xu stood there, looking at Ouyang Ming's back as he left, his face darkening.

Ouyang Ming should have known that Princess Fengming had arrived in Xichang City.

In front, a group of soldiers ran quickly and bowed outside the hall.

"My Lord, the royal family's wedding procession has arrived at Yulin City, three hundred miles away. The Zhenxi Army has assembled according to your orders and is only awaiting your orders."

(End of this chapter)