In June, the air began to be filled with a hot atmosphere, and the lotus flowers in the pond were blooming in full bloom.

The ancients' aesthetic was very poetic. June is not called June, but called the Lotus Moon.

At this time of year, lotus leaves sway and lotus seeds are fragrant. Zhang Liang will invite Xinzheng’s friends to take one or two wealthy girls to the quietly flowing Yingshui, recite poems and essays, and enjoy the moon and pick flowers.

Yingshui is still so quiet, lotus seeds bloom, and the fragrance lies ten miles away, everything seems to be the same as in previous years. The familiar scenes reflected in Zhang Liang's eyes, but there is no warm feeling.

When South Korea perished, Han Wang An surrendered honestly. The Koreans in Xinzheng did not have the courage to raise their swords and fight against the Qin people.

It seems that Korea, which has been passed down for hundreds of years overnight, is gone just like that.

South Korea did not die in the hands of Wei, the most dominant country in the Warring States Period. It stubbornly dealt with the gaps between the nations, and ultimately did not escape the Qin people's military peaks.

"The Qin people in Yingchuan and Xianyang really gave a good name to the hometown of South Korea!"

Zhang Liang sat in the comfortable carriage, turned his head and looked at the Xinzheng city wall behind him. He thought that Han had become a county in Qin since then, and felt a little unwilling.

Yingchuan, that is the name imposed by the Qin people, and South Korea will always live in my heart.

Zhang Liang said this to himself in his heart.

The convoy slowly moved forward, passed Yingshui, and headed towards Hangu Pass to the west. Xinzheng behind him gradually sank into the sky. After turning a few turns, he finally disappeared.

"Young Master Zhang, are you still used to it on the road?"

At the beginning of noon, the team arrived in Liang County. Meng Tian understood that the heat of summer was hot in June and ordered a rest in Liang County and wait until the sun sets before embarking on the road.

After the destruction of South Korea, Qin State guaranteed the security of Sanchuan County and would no longer worry about the sudden appearance of troops from various countries under Hangu Pass. The destruction of Han and Zhao factions in the Qin State's court had no object of debate and stopped temporarily.

After two wars to destroy Zhao and Han, Qin State consumed a lot of supplies. Even if the Qin State's war machines were running at high speed, they had to stop and repair them.

Since there will be no war in a short period of time, Meng Tian’s escort to King Han Anhui Xianyang this time seems less urgent.

"It's okay to get used to it or not."

Zhang Liang smiled bitterly, and Meng Tian, ​​who suddenly appeared, borrowed his father's instructions and insisted on picking him up to Xianyang.

As early as Xinzheng, Zhang Liang had thought about learning from Baili Xi and sneaked to Chu State. But Meng Tian seemed to expect him to escape, blocking his way to escape, and asked as if nothing had happened:

"It's late at night, Mr. Zhang, like me, also has a hobby of watching the moon?"

Since he came, he would be at peace. Meng Tian had no intention of hurting him. The servants and ministers in the family were properly arranged, and Zhang Liang's uneasiness gradually disappeared.

"Haha, it's better if you get used to it or not?"

Meng Tian rode on the horse and walked side by side with Zhang Liang's carriage. Zhang Liang was weak, and Meng Tian specially ordered the craftsmen to make a comfortable carriage. Sitting on it, the vibration was slightly lighter than that of an ordinary carriage.

Some people have long been spreading Meng Tian’s care for Zhang Liang. Some people praised Meng Tian for keeping his promises, some secretly scolded Zhang Ping for being in Korea and Qin. Of course, some people say that Meng Tian is as good as Long Yang and falls in love with Zhang Liang, a young man.

"The surroundings are full of Qin soldiers. I can't escape even if I get used to it. South Korea is gone. No matter where I go, I still think about it in my heart, and it's better if I'm not used to it."

Zhang Liang gave Meng Tian a blank look, pointed at the guards in front, back and left and right, thinking, is this your way of hospitality?

"I have received the instructions from Prime Minister Zhang, and I dare not do my best."

Meng Tian pretended not to see the anger in Zhang Liang's eyes, and showed a look of admiration on his face, praising Zhang Ping very much.

Zhang Ping gained a good reputation among the Qin people, and many Koreans suspected that Zhang Ping had secretly defected to Qin early. After the halo of the Zhang family, who had been prime minister for three generations, had dissipated the aura of the aristocratic families, passers-by in Xinzheng often stole hostile gazes.

In Zhang Liang's heart, it would be strange if he didn't get angry with Meng Tian when facing the hat of Han Tseng on his head.

"You are still young and have a bit extreme thoughts, I can understand. There is a saying that is good. If you don't get angry when you are young, it will be a waste of life."

"My idea is extreme?"

Zhang Liang was unhappy and said with a lip voice: "As a Korean, I think of my homeland in my heart. Why is it called extreme? Hey, what does the angry youth mean?"

Zhang Liang had never heard of the new term that popped up in Meng Tian's mouth, and couldn't help but be very curious.

"You don't believe it yet."

Meng Tian smiled and comforted Zhang Liang who was a little anxious. Zhang Liang has not yet experienced the training of the anti-Qin underground party, and is still a rough piece of rough jade.

"Angry young people are just standing on their own standpoint, being impulsive and irritable, not thinking comprehensively or in-depth."

The more Meng Tian said, Zhang Liang's face seemed to look ugly.

"Don't be angry if I say that."

Meng Tian suddenly stopped smiling and pointed his finger in Xinzheng's direction: "Let me ask you, what is Xinzheng's origin? You should know?"

"Xinzheng was called 'Youxiong' in ancient times. Legend has it that Emperor Huangdi of Xuanyuan established his capital here. During the Emperor's era, Xinzheng was the country of Zhurong. Xinzheng was also known as Zhurong Ruins, also known as Youxiong Ruins, and was the earliest origin of the ancestors of Chu. During the Western Zhou Dynasty, Xinzheng was the Kingdom of Wu, and later destroyed by Zheng and became the capital of Zheng...

Zhang Liang was familiar with history books, so he naturally knew the origin of Xinzheng. During the Spring and Autumn Period, the Chu State repeatedly attacked Zheng State in the north to fight back to the hometown of Zhurong.

"Why did Mr. Zhang keep silent?"

Meng Tian smiled, with a deep smile: "The land under Xinzheng City has not changed, but the country above has changed, the country has disappeared, Zheng State is a small tyrant. Zheng State has declined and South Korea has attacked."

"Young Master Zhang, in your heart, can South Korea conquer and destroy the Kingdom of Wu? Can Qin not allow the Kingdom of Qin to destroy the Kingdom of Korea?"

Meng Tian stared at Zhang Liang tightly, looking forward to Zhang Liang's answer.

Zhang Liang sat up straight without realizing it. The summer heat in June seemed to be no longer so hot.

During the ancient feudal period, there were countless countries in the Central Plains. The book records that King Wu destroyed Shang and the eight hundred princes in the world. So many countries were eventually destroyed in the long river of history.

The rise of the Han clan started with military merits. Strictly speaking, it was precisely through the achievements of conquering other countries that he was able to obtain Han Yuan’s fiefdom.

Isn’t it what happened in the past few hundred years that countries attack each other, weak countries join together with strong countries and integrate into strong countries?

There is no essential difference between Qin's attack and destroying Han, and Han's attack and destroying Zheng, Zhao's attack and destroying Zhongshan, and Chu's attack and destroying Lu.

To talk about the difference, it can only be that Zhang Liang was unfortunately born for the Koreans, not the Qin State on the side of the winner.

Meng Tian's words wrinkled the turbulence in Zhang Liang's heart, but Zhang Liang had to admit that the demise of South Korea was as normal as the sunset and dusk, but he could not do it.

Zhang Liang has his own pride.

Meng Tian seemed not to notice Zhang Liang's lonely expression, but raised his hand to cover his forehead, looked at the scorching sun gradually facing the west, and said casually: "For the thief, he killed the original owner of the house and occupied the other person's land and house. The next day, a higher martial artsman came to kill, but the original murderer felt a hundred and twenty-two in his heart, and accused the other party of injustice...
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