Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 422: Qi Pan: The person you should guard against is not me.



Chapter 422: Qi Pan: The person you should guard against is not me.

They all came from Zhao, Qi and other countries, hoping to get a job in Qin.

They had always heard of the cruelty of King Ying Zheng of Qin, but since they came to Daqin.

His Majesty the Emperor of Great Qin never embarrassed them, but instead treated them with great courtesy.

This made them bolder little by little.

On weekdays, he didn't give him much face, and even when he went up the mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods a few days ago, he asked them about the matters concerning the offering of sacrifices to the gods.

They also each had their own opinions and wanted Ying Zheng to listen to them and go up the mountain as they said.

In the end, they could not reach a consensus, which annoyed Ying Zheng, so he asked them to stay at the foot of the mountain.

He led a group of ministers and Qin soldiers up the mountain alone.

They were not optimistic at first, but then they saw dark clouds suddenly floating over the mountain and strong winds blew.

They even felt that this was because Ying Zheng had angered the gods and was expressing his dissatisfaction with his Fengshan ceremony.

They were secretly delighted and were waiting for him to come down the mountain so that they could ridicule and mock him.

But I didn’t expect that the rain didn’t fall on the mountain, and the sky became clear and calm again.

Moreover, His Majesty also brought down a woman who was dressed strangely and had unpredictable means.

His Majesty also said that this woman was an immortal.

Although they were dissatisfied in their hearts, they did not dare to refute out loud.

Unexpectedly, a fool couldn't help but step forward and speak out to refute, but was cut off a finger by the woman.

Well deserved.

They were also more alert and had more faith in this immortal.

And the magical object that made sounds for unknown reasons made them believe the identity of this immortal 99%!

After all, they had never seen that thing before.

And that big box...

They originally thought of hiding in the tent to discuss how to treat this immortal.

But unexpectedly, someone couldn't help but start cursing as they were talking.

Once it started, it couldn't be stopped and everyone began to express their dissatisfaction.

It's more of a fear of her unknown means.

But I didn't expect that, by such a coincidence, someone would hear it.

Someone even lifted the curtain and asked him face to face.

How could they dare to admit it? They just said they had misheard and were scolded by others.

At this time, the Confucian scholars and alchemists who were kneeling on the ground had pale faces.

Ten sticks, isn't this going to kill them? !

"Drag out!"

Qi Pan just looked at them coldly.

Ten strokes of the canon was the maximum amount of tolerance she could show.

Originally, she thought that no one would hit her with thirty sticks.

But thinking about the long journey back to Xianyang tomorrow, he was afraid that they would delay his work, and he also didn't want them to die on the way.

This reduced it to ten sticks.

Although you will suffer some physical pain, it will not cause any serious injuries.

At most, you can just lie down and be unable to move, which is just convenient.

So that they wouldn't hang around in front of her for no reason.

Eleven and Twelve dragged the four Confucian scholars and alchemists out one by one.

Then he called in a group of soldiers and dragged out all the other Confucian scholars and alchemists.

Those Confucian scholars and alchemists were dragged out, begging for mercy with pale faces.

Qi Pan stood outside the tent and watched them. "If you howl one more time, I'll hit you with another stick."

Confucian scholars and alchemists: “..........”

Silence ensued.

Even when he was lying down and being beaten, he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to say a word!

I was afraid that if I accidentally made the slightest sound, I would be hit with a stick by this violent immortal.

Ten blows would be enough to kill them, and one or two more would be enough.

It is still unknown whether they can return to Xianyang alive.

After watching those Confucian scholars and alchemists being beaten with ten sticks, Qi Pan took eleven and twelve away.

As soon as they left, the Confucian scholars and alchemists who were still unconscious immediately opened their throats and started howling.

There were sounds of ouch, cries of pain, and gasps.

Qi Pan, who had not walked far yet, felt that the voice was extremely pleasant to the ears.

The steps I walked became lighter.

Eleven and Twelve followed behind Qi Pan and looked at each other.

I also think that the immortal did a good job.

Those people deserve to be beaten!

snort!

When Qi Pan came over, before he reached the tent, Zhao Gao, who was guarding outside Ying Zheng's tent, hurried in to report.

Zhao Gao: "Your Majesty, the immortal is coming."

Oh?

The Immortal is coming? ?

Ying Zheng stood up, and Feng Quji, Li Si and Meng Tian beside him also stood up and looked towards the entrance of the tent.

As soon as Qi Pan came in, she saw five pairs of eyes all staring at her.

???

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qi Pan raised his foot and walked inside.

The fact that she ordered people to beat the Confucian scholars and alchemists with ten sticks had been reported to Ying Zheng.

"Nothing, what's the matter with you, Immortal?"

Ying Zheng walked slowly towards Qi Pan and stopped two steps away from her.

Ying Zheng was very tall, and even when Qi Pan stood in front of him, he only reached his shoulders.

"Oh, nothing much, just came to ask when we will leave tomorrow."

"By the way, let's see what you are busy with."

Qi Pan raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng, then walked to the table next to him and sat down.

I poured myself a glass of water.

Ying Zheng: "We will set off at 1:00 a.m. tomorrow. What do you think of this, Immortal?"

The first quarter of the morning?

That is five fifteen......

Qi Pan nodded, "Sure, no problem for me."

She raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Quji, Li Si and Meng Tian.

The way they looked at her was full of vigilance and defensiveness.

Qi Pan smiled, "You don't have to be so defensive against me."

"I have no ill will towards you, and I certainly don't have any ill will towards Brother Zheng."

"The person you should be guarding against...is not me."

Qipan's gaze stayed on Li Si for a moment, and then turned to Zhao Gao who was standing on the other side.

Li Si:? ? ?

He was startled.

Before I could see the look in Qi Pan's eyes, I saw her look away.

So.....is this an illusion???

Zhao Gao: ???

What does the immortal mean by this?

The person I should be on guard against isn't her, but me? ? ! ! !

Li Si, Feng Quji and Meng Tian immediately turned their attention to Zhao Gao!

The immortal meant that there was something wrong with Zhao Gao?!

Zhao Gao turned and looked at Ying Zheng as if asking for help.

His Majesty!

I have always been loyal to you!!!

Ying Zheng frowned and glanced at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao was the one who served him when he was a hostage in the State of Zhao.

His loyalty to him is unmatched.

He didn't believe that Zhao Gao dared to betray him!

"Fairy?"

Qi Pan looked at Zhao Gao with an unchanged expression and said, "Go and get me some writing materials."

"promise........"

call!

Zhao Gao broke out in a sweat!

It turned out that he was just asked to prepare some pens and ink, which scared him to death.

He thought there was something wrong with him and that His Majesty should be on guard against him.

This immortal is really something, breathing so heavily while talking.

He didn't tell me earlier that he should prepare some paperwork, which made others think that there was something wrong with him.

Zhao Gao walked out of the tent quickly.

Feng Quji, Li Si and Meng Tian withdrew their gazes.

Oh.

Just ask Zhao Gao to prepare the pen and ink.

I almost misunderstood him.

Zhao Gao took back the writing brush and ink, placed them in front of Qi Pan, and stepped back.

Qi Pan glanced at the writing brush on the table and said to Ying Zheng, "Brother Zheng, you guys take care of your things, don't worry about me."

After saying that, he lowered his head to look at the cloth pen in his hand, studying how to use this Daqin cloth pen.

When she traveled to another Qin Dynasty, she rarely used this kind of cloth pen.

It's quite novel to use.


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