Chapter 51 Reunion

Wei Yuan took the scroll made of silk and jumped out of the window.

A violent wind rose, already following the trail left by Xu Shi to pursue him.

In an instant, he had disappeared without a trace.

The First Emperor held the jade seal in his hand, which crumbled into streamers and slowly dissipated. He finished the tea in his cup and casually opened the box Wei Yuan had placed on the table. Inside were newly bought Suzhou-style pastries. The First Emperor nodded slightly and said,

"Acceptable."

Two Qin terracotta warriors brought Wang Yushu, who was injured and unconscious, and the general's token from downstairs in the teahouse. Ying Zheng was slightly moved and said to himself, "Wang Jian's general's token... I didn't expect to see his things in this era."

"Well, perhaps this is what later generations call fate."

After a moment of contemplation, the First Emperor made a decision and said lightly:

"Whether I went before or not made no difference."

"Now that I've seen it, I might as well take a trip."

He flicked his sleeves and stood up. One of the Qin terracotta warriors carried Wang Yushu.

The other Qin terracotta warrior hung the general's token at his waist and held the pastries brought by the halberd attendant with both hands.

The ordinary people in the teahouse did not recover until a moment later. They had no idea that a brief but imperial and divine battle had just taken place here, or rather, a one-sided crushing. Only a woman who wanted to muster up the courage to ask for the charming customer's contact information while that light bulb wasn't around discovered that he had already left, and could only feel regret and annoyance.

...

The Wang family's ancestral home.

The Wang family's old ancestor finally relied on a little bit of blood relationship and more than a thousand years of incense offerings to slightly melt the frost on the faces of the two old ancestors, and even received some guidance. This was genuine guidance from the true spirits of famous generals who had destroyed cities and conquered kingdoms two thousand years ago.

In a way, it was more valuable than a secret manual.

The Wang family's old ancestor boldly introduced the unconscious Wang Guanghe to the two.

Since they had already offered guidance,

Wang Ben and Wang Jian were not stingy. After examining Wang Guanghe's condition, they said:

"The injury is nothing; he held back."

"His aptitude is acceptable. If he were in the Great Qin army, tempered on the border, he could kill ten Xiongnu heads in a one-on-one battle and, if he was lucky enough to survive, he could take it a step further."

The Wang family's old ancestor was both surprised and delighted, and said, "One-on-one... that's a bit difficult."

Wang Ben glanced at him and said concisely:

"What I mean is one-on-one *shi*, one against one." (shi = ten)

"With his qi and blood, he certainly wouldn't survive."

The Wang family's old ancestor was speechless.

Wang Ben reluctantly offered a word of encouragement:

"However, with such aptitude and cultivation, it can be considered acceptable."

"What do you think, Father?"

Wang Jian was silent for a moment, withdrew his gaze, and said slowly: "More than two thousand years have passed since our Great Qin. For you to have continued for two thousand years, maintaining the family without extinction, and even prospering, is already extremely difficult and worthy of pride."

Evaluation?

Forget it.

But the others had already ignored Wang Jian's change of subject.

Receiving the praise of a legendary general, the Wang family's old ancestor could not help but feel delighted.

Now, after contact, most of the leaving members had successfully arrived at a safe place, only the family disciple who took the general's token had not been contacted, which always made him feel a faint sorrow in his heart. He silently glanced at the family members.

The latter shook his head.

Obviously, he had not returned yet.

Nor had he been contacted.

His heart sank slightly.

But he couldn't bring himself to ask the ancestor to go out and fight that Fangshi (Taoist alchemist).

At this moment, the Wang family's old ancestor heard a commotion outside the door, and then someone ran back, urgently saying, "He's back! Yushu, Yushu has been rescued!"

What?!

The Wang family's old ancestor was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

After apologizing to the two ancestors again, he hurried out. After seeing him, he learned that the family disciple who left with the general's token was seriously injured, but it didn't matter. As long as he returned to the Langya Wang family, such injuries were not irreparable.

Although the family's formation had been broken.

But now that the general's token was brought back, the loss of family disciples had been reduced to the minimum.

Moreover, they had received a response from the family's ancestors.

A blessing in disguise.

He noticed the people who brought his family's disciples back. It was a man who looked about thirty years old, with a peaceful demeanor. Although he was wearing casual clothes, at first glance, one would almost think that this man was wearing an elegant ancient robe.

Only then did he notice that the man was wearing ordinary clothes.

Talented and outstanding.

The Wang family's old ancestor praised inwardly.

If it were in the past, he would definitely invite this young man in and make friends with him. However, with the ancestors here today, it would be a bit inappropriate. Someone had already taken out some of the Wang family's treasured spiritual materials. The old man took it and said, "Thank you for your help. However, my Wang family has just encountered an enemy, and there are still some trivial matters to deal with in the family."

"When I have time, I will definitely visit you in person."

The three Qin terracotta warriors did not have true will.

But they still had instinctive anger.

The First Emperor said calmly, "Accept it."

He smiled slightly and said casually, "The Wang family's things should, of course, be accepted."

The old man was stunned.

One of the Qin warriors next to him had already taken the things, while the First Emperor strode forward. The Wang family's old ancestor subconsciously stepped aside, and then realized it and was stunned. This was clearly his own home, so why did he feel weak?

He had been in charge of the Wang family for fifty years!

The surrounding clansmen were also stunned.

When had the old ancestor been such a polite and weak person?

This wasn't right...

Had he drunk fake wine?

Taking a few steps forward, just as he was about to stop him, he found that the two ancestors of the family had strode out.

Then they suddenly stopped.

Wang Ben and Wang Jian became quiet when they saw their king, who was still in his youth.

As if they had been suddenly awakened from a long sleep, they were silhouettes of someone who had truly existed in the past, imprints of their strong emotions and impulses left on objects. They were not real, and even their emotions were separated by a curtain of time.

But even so, when they sensed that person's aura, they did not hesitate at all.

There was no room for kneeling in excitement, nor for prostrating like guilty ministers.

Historically, there were not many records of Wang Jian's early experiences.

When he was born and when he died were all blank.

This meant that his past was not worth mentioning.

It was only known that when the First Emperor was twenty-one years old and his younger brother, Lord Chang'an, rebelled, Wang Jian went to suppress the rebellion. In the era when Lu Buwei controlled the government, when the First Emperor went to Yongcheng, Wang Jian was also in Xianyang to restrain Lu Buwei.

In the fifty-sixth year of King Zhao Xiang of Qin.

During his time in Handan, Qin Wangzheng, who was often verbally insulted because of his identity and had a cold and proud personality, was eight years old. King Zhao died, King Xiaowen ascended the throne, and Zichu became the heir to Qin. Zhao Ji and her only son, Zheng, were sent back to Qin by the Zhao state.

The Zhao generals who had previously ridiculed and insulted the mother and son sent them luxurious clothes, but Qin Wangzheng was still wearing the ordinary clothes that were the result of reduced treatment. He was young and unruly. The Zhao generals were annoyed, but they still had to personally send them out of Zhao and let Qin receive them.

The Zhao army was already considered powerful and mighty.

But in front of the silent and solemn iron cavalry of Qin, those flamboyant Zhao cavalry were so vulnerable. A Qin general rode out on horseback, drew his bow and shot an arrow on horseback. The arrow landed in front of the Zhao army general's horse, sharp and precise, stopping the Zhao army. He rode his horse over.

The young Ying Zheng was shocked by the strictly disciplined Qin army.

Then, the dignified and powerful general dismounted.

The general, wearing armor, knelt in front of him, took off his helmet, and the heroic young man called himself Wang Jian. Then, he smiled and called him "Young Master" and helped him onto the horse. That was the first time Ying Zheng, who had grown up alone confronting the nobles of Handan, with only Dan, the Yan state hostage, as a companion, knew.

It turned out that he could lead a vast army behind him.

It turned out that he could see so far.

Now, more than two thousand years later.

The already old Wang Jian, as if seeing the tender young king for the first time, said:

"Your subject Jian... greets Your Majesty."

??!

The anxious expression on the face of the Wang family's old ancestor, who had rushed over, suddenly froze.

A dead silence.

The young man behind him twitched his face.

He even subconsciously knocked on his forehead.

Could it be that I drank fake wine?

No, wait...

If, and I mean if, this person really is that person, then, considering what the Wang family did before, participating in the excavation of the First Emperor's tomb, and even going there with Wang Jian's general's token...

His heart pounded heavily, and then everything went black.

And in this dead silence, when even breathing felt too noisy, the First Emperor nodded in response and said, "Long time no see."

Wang Jian said in a deep voice, "Your subject did not welcome you from afar. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The First Emperor smiled lightly and said with interest, "Welcome from afar?"

"Your descendants have welcomed me from afar. It was quite a show. I remember that one of the Wang family's descendants was chopped down for attacking the Twelve Metal Colossi. It was out of consideration for General's face that I spared his life. Consider it my magnanimity. No need to thank me."

A dead silence. The Wang family's old ancestor only felt his scalp tingle.

In the silence, Wang Ben, who had just repelled Xu Shi, slowly stood up and drew his sword.

"Your Majesty, the later generations are guilty."

"I only ask that a line of blood be left to be worthy of the Wang family's ancestors."

The Wang family's old ancestor breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he heard Wang Ben say, "I will personally handle the rest."

??!

The Wang family's old ancestor's brain buzzed.

Did he mean literally *one* line?!

He turned his head to plead with Wang Jian, hoping that this true ancestor of the Wang family would speak.

As a result, he saw Wang Jian kicking the door open with his sword in hand. His old face was full of coldness, and he was about to chop off Wang Guanghe's head directly. Before Meng Tian, Wang Jian was the First Emperor's number one general.

But Wang Jian's sword was blocked by one of the Twelve Metal Colossi.

The First Emperor said calmly, "Since I have spared his life, I will not kill him. Consider it on the General's face. Moreover, if it weren't for this, I might still be asleep..." He sat at a stone table in the Wang family's courtyard, with two Qin terracotta warriors standing beside him.

The First Emperor said casually, "Try the pastries that Yuan brought."

After the two Wang family generals responded, they each took a pastry.

The First Emperor said with a hint of joking, "As for the money for the pastries, just give it back to Yuan."

He was joking, but the two famous generals of the Wang family were shocked and said in a deep voice, "Yes!"

"Your subject obeys."

The First Emperor: "..."

He suddenly thought of the halberd attendant's reaction when he had joked with him before and fell silent.

Wang Jian did not let the Emperor remain silent for too long. He praised that it was indeed delicious and said, "Meng Yi said before that if he followed the halberd attendant, he would definitely be able to eat the best food in Xianyang. It seems that it is indeed well-deserved."

Wang Ben reacted and said, "Your Majesty said Yuan, is the halberd attendant also here?"

The First Emperor nodded and said, "He has gone to slay the enemy."

"He should be back in a moment."

PS: Today's first update... Thank you to the pig that tastes tea for the ten thousand reward, thank you~