Chapter One: The Five Young Masters of Qin
ncessantly.“Someone…someone wants to kill us!”"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!"Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to...In 247 BC, this year was extremely important for the entire Warring States period. In March of this year, Wei Wuji, the Marquis of Xinling of Wei, united the armies of five countries to attack Qin and defeated Qin general Meng Ao outside He River. The allied army of five nations pursued their victory all the way to Hangu Pass, where the Qin army shut themselves in and did not come out. After this battle, Marquis Xinling became famous throughout the world.
In May of this year, Prince Chu of Qin passed away, known in history as King Zhuangxiang of Qin. Afterwards, the thirteen-year-old Prince Zheng succeeded to the throne, becoming Emperor Qin Shi Huang. This was also the year that all affairs of the State of Qin were entrusted to Lü Buwei, the Marquis of Wenxin, who was called "Zhongfu."
This year, the Five Nations attacked Qin, heavily defeated the Qin army, and prevented Qin from attacking the eastern states for several years. The young King Zheng of Qin stayed in the Xianyang Palace, which his advisor Shang Yang had personally overseen the construction of.
This year, the State of Wei, severely wounded by the Battle of Yi Que, was still struggling to survive and had no strength to oppose the State of Qin or regain its former dominance as during the reign of Duke Wen of Wei.
This year, the eastern and northern parts of South Korea were surrounded by the Wei and Zhao states. In the west, there was the Qin state, and in the south, the Chu state. The Eastern Zhou, which had previously served as a barrier, was destroyed by Lü Buwei. After a brief period of strength during the reign of King Han Zhaohou, South Korea still remained in a state of continuous decline.
This year, the Zhao nation still hadn't recovered from the grief of the Battle of Changping and the Battle of Handan. A good hand had been completely messed up, and from then on, the Zhao nation was no longer able to single-handedly oppose Qin, gradually declining in power.
This year, the internal political struggles within Yan continued unabated. While the prestige of the millennial sacred bloodline remained, it lacked the domineering presence of the Yan Zhao Wang period. After the wars against Qi and Zhao, the nation suffered significant losses in strength and was focused on recuperation and rebuilding.
This year, the Lü family line of Duke Taigong had long since disappeared. The Tian clan had usurped Qi for many years. Although Qi was located in Qilu territory, after enduring attacks from the State of Yan and disturbances caused by relatives-in-law, it no longer possessed the grandeur of Duke Huan's hegemony.
This year, shortly after the death of King Qin Zhaoxiang, an edict was issued from the Palace of Xianyang. It ordered Zhou Ji to take her newborn son, just over four months old, to the State of Zhao as a hostage, to appease them and ease tensions.
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As evening fell, a somewhat luxurious carriage set off from Xianyang City, escorted by a troop of thirty heavily armored cavalry. It headed northeast along the wide, smooth road, galloping incessantly towards Zhao State.
"Woooooo... , woooooo..., how could they bear to send my son and I to Zhao Isn't this sending us to our deaths With the previous king gone, my status is low, and Zi Qing is still young. Where is the qualification for us to become hostages!"
A wisp of pale yellow candlelight illuminated the entire carriage. The interior space was not large, accommodating only four or five people. At this moment, three people were huddled together inside: two older women and a baby still in swaddling clothes.
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A noble and handsome figure, with features that were once admired, now wore the marks of tears. Recalling the imperial decree received from the Xianyang Palace, he was filled with sorrow. His whimpers echoed endlessly, revealing his helplessness.
"Madam, what shall we do next"
According to her words, it seemed like a plain-clothed girl was speaking. Qin and Zhao had just fought, and rumors said that many Zhao people were killed. If they went to Zhao, wouldn't they be walking into a tiger's den
Thinking this way, although the young girl doesn't understand the complexities of the world, she can still vaguely foresee their future hardships in Zhao. Her words are filled with sadness, and her expression is sorrowful. With the new king ascending the throne, why must the young master become a hostage
As soon as these words were spoken, the already heartbroken woman felt a surge of despair. She clutched her son tightly in her arms, tears streaming down her face once again.
"Am I going to be cannon fodder"
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
In the whole warm carriage, a candlelight flickered, and the weeping of two women sounded incessantly. However, it seemed that no matter how mournful or tragic their cries were, they didn't seem to affect the baby in the lady's arms at all.
With a pair of clear, black and white eyes, she looked around curiously. Listening to her mother and maidservant's conversation, her little heart couldn't help but skip a beat—was she really going to Zhao country with her mother
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Isn't this a bit too much
Four months ago, as a member of a nationally recognized scientific archaeology team, Zhou Qing and his colleagues inadvertently discovered a peculiar tomb in the ancient Shangdang region. Although the burial site's location and feng shui were not ideal, the tomb's arrangement and funerary objects were quite substantial.
However, for some reason, he later came to this world as a baby. After going through all sorts of hardships, he finally understood his current identity. The moment he knew his identity, Zhou Qing was incredibly excited.
As the fifth son of Qin Zhuangxiang King, he was given the name Zi Qing. Counting it up, now sitting in Xianyang Palace, Qin Wangji is considered his elder brother, and that unfortunate Chang'an Jun Cheng Jiao is also considered his elder brother.
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However, according to what I know, King Zhuangxiang of Qin seems to have only two sons. How could he become the fifth son However, now Zhou Qing seems to know why there is only a record of two sons in history.
"If what my mother said is true, I'd probably be killed by angry Zhao people as soon as I enter Zhao."
At this point, Zhou Qing felt a chill run down his spine. His small body involuntarily staggered. He had just arrived in this world and, after figuring out the situation, thought he would become a carefree wastrel who lived off others.
But now it seems like this world is about to play a joke on itself
“Oh, my poor Ziqing!”
It seemed that the woman could feel her son trembling in her arms. She held him closer, trying to comfort him with her own warmth. Oh, poor child. Could he really end up like her, dying far from home
"Aren't transmigrators always supposed to have golden fingers How is it that they die right after transmigrating"
Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she was capable of being reborn in this world. It was worth it. But dying without value was too frustrating.
Without stopping, they followed the long road. After two days, led by a detachment of heavy cavalry, they passed through Hedong and arrived in Shangdang. Crossing Shangdang, they reached the land of Zhao.
Two days' time had left the two women in the carriage utterly hopeless about the future. Their tears had run dry in these two days, their sobs unceasing, only hoping that their children would suffer a little less hardship in Zhao Country, and only hoping that their own children could survive.
As night fell, the day's journey of thousands of miles reached its end. Passing through Shangdang Tunliu territory, the sun in the distance gradually dimmed. On the road, the sound of horses' hooves never ceased, continuing their relentless advance.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, just as nightfall descended completely, and as the carriages rumbled into the barren lands of Shangdang, a series of piercing air-splitting sounds reverberated through the void. Followed by heart-wrenching screams, the clash of weapons echoed incessantly.
“Someone…someone wants to kill us!”
"My poor Qing'er, you haven't even weaned yet, and now you must go to meet our ancestors with me!"
Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
Through the carriage window, lifting the curtain, the crimson killing intent of the outside world was revealed. The figures ignored each other, with limbs strewn across the ground and a bloody stench pervading the air. A number of black figures quickly strangled the squad of heavily armored cavalry guarding the carriage.
Immediately, figures clad in black armor leaped into the air, wielding deadly weapons. Their swords flashed as they attacked the front of the carriage, sending the two steeds crashing to the ground.
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“Today, my mother and son’s lives are at an end!”e"Aren't transmigrators always supposed to have golden fingers How is it that they die right after transmigrating"Zhou Qing felt very unhappy. About death, she wasn't really afraid, after all, she wa...