When Death Heart woke up again, he found that he had been tied up and tied up in the woodshed.

Everywhere in my body hurts. It looked like I had been beaten a lot.

Die Xin shook his head and thought a little doubtfully: "Why am I here? Am I tied up? Am I being arrested?"

He suddenly realized: "Oops, I was going to commit suicide in front of Zhao Teng's door."

Shi Xin was very panicked. He wanted to escape, but he didn't know who tied the rope and it actually made him unable to move.

Death Heart sighed: "It's over, everything is over."

Soldiers die generously, but there is honor and shame in dying.

The most glorious thing is to commit suicide on the spot after killing someone. The second thing is to drift away and remain anonymous. The third thing is to be caught and beheaded in public. The lowest thing is to be put in a cell and tortured until the blood is bloody.

There was no good skin on his body, and then he confessed, and then he was killed.

Diexin is a dead soldier, but he may not be able to withstand severe punishment. After all, it is easy to kill oneself, but it is difficult to practice the ability to withstand blows. Diexin did not spend time practicing.

So he tried to bite his tongue to commit suicide, but his mouth was blocked by a ball of rags.

All possibilities of suicide are gone, and the desire to give up is very desperate. It seems that the other party is also a master.

At the gate of Zhao Teng's house, several gatekeepers were talking about giving up.

One of them said: "This man is so brave, he dared to vomit at the door of Zhao's house."

Another said: "When he came, he was very drunk. He might have been drunk and was emboldened."

The one before said: "I heard the butler's intention is to give him a good beating and punish him with hard labor for a while. After all, he just vomited on the ground in front of the door, so he won't be killed."

Another said: "However, I heard what he said. Mr. Zhao will repay the kindness he has given me in the next life. Could it be that... our family knows him?"

The man before said: "Master Zhao is so distinguished, how could he possibly know such a person?"

Another said: "That's true. This guy is so vulgar. When I tied him up, he was still vomiting. I had no choice but to stuff a rag into him."

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At the south gate of Xianyang City, Wang Heng was about to leave the city.

He had been plotting with Wang Jian for several days and decided to implement the shocking plan.

The plan was successful, and the Wang family rose from then on, becoming the pillar of the Qin Dynasty, and even becoming a powerful minister, and even... a different day.

Wang Heng was very excited, because Wang Jian admired him more and more, and he was basically determined to be the next generation head of the Wang family. In this way, the person who can control the world in the future must be him.

Wang Heng breathed a long sigh of relief and secretly clenched his fists: "If that day comes, I will build a shrine for my mother so that she can be remembered forever."

Wang Heng thought as he drove his horse to the south gate.

The South Gate guard is no longer the same general as before. Thanks to Li Shui's complaint, that general was transferred away from here by Zhao Teng.

Wang Heng walked to the south gate, dismounted, and handed over the pass.

The guard guard looked at it and said, "It's Wang? What are you doing out of the city?"

Wang Heng said calmly: "There are several villages outside the city with several acres of thin fields that are unattended. So my father sent me to guard the fields."

The soldier asked the old servant next to Wang Heng: "Is he your family member?"

The old servant nodded: "You are my little master."

Later, the old servant also handed over the certificate.

The pawn asked a few more questions, such as Wang Ben's birthday and the surname of Wang Ben's ninth concubine. Both of them answered them.

The pawn waved his hand and let Wang Heng go.

Wang Heng was just a concubine, a little-known person. The gatekeepers didn't bother to pay attention to him.

After Wang Heng left the city, he immediately hit his horse and ran towards the south as fast as he could. This time, the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly.

Wang Jian, on the other hand, was standing in his house, leaning on a cane and watering the flowers.

He looked old, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"I, the Wang family, are going to make a comeback. How can it be so easy to defeat me? Hehe." Wang Jian looked at the south with a proud look on his face.

At this time, an old servant hurried in and said: "General, Zhao Teng's people are here and they want to search the mansion to see if any assassins are hiding."

Wang Jian said calmly: "Open the door and let them search whatever they want."

The old servant said: "Sir, in the past few days, Zhao Teng has only dared to touch the unknown petty officials. Now that the searches of the petty officials' mansions have been completed, he is going to touch the important officials in the court. The first one chosen is our Wang family.

.Isn’t this because our Wang family is easy to control and deliberately humiliates us?”

Wang Jian smiled slightly and said: "It doesn't matter. Those who are in a superior position must be tolerant of others."

The old servant sighed and could only open the door.

When the Wang family was at its most depressed, it was also the most sensitive time. At Wang Li's funeral, there was not a single guest. The Wang family had always been deeply ashamed, so she was particularly sensitive to outside glances and comments.

But now, Wang Jian saw the hope of a comeback, and his dying heart became active again.

What does today's small grievance count? In the future, Wang's Mount Tai will crush Xianyang and shock Xianyang. Today, all Xiaoxiao will fall to the ground and cry bitterly.

Wang Jian couldn't help but laugh when he thought about that scene in the future.

When the officers and soldiers responsible for searching the Wang family saw Wang Jian standing in the yard with a cane and giggling, they all shook their heads sympathetically: "General Wang, he was so famous when he was young. I didn't expect that when he gets old... sigh."

The search took an hour. After an hour, the Qin soldiers retreated.

Quietness returned to the Wang family's mansion. But in Xianyang City, there was a rumor that Wang Jian had been attacked repeatedly and had lost his mind.

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Chunyu Yue carefully avoided the bamboos on the ground and the lime pit in front of the door, and knocked on the girl's door.

There was a voice inside: "Come in."

Chunyu Yue pushed the door open and saw that the room was filled with messy bamboo slips.

Chunyu Yue sighed, jumped in and saw the girl sitting on the ground with her hair disheveled, without combing her hair, holding a pen in one hand and a bamboo slip in the other, looking at him with a silly smile.

Chunyu Yue said helplessly: "Is it possible that the girl is also insane?"

The girl asked curiously: "Who else is insane?"

Chunyu Yue said: "Wang Jian."

The girl said lightly, obviously not very interested.

Chunyu Yue asked: "You came to me in a hurry, but what's the matter?"

The girl smiled and said: "Come with me quickly."

Then, she led Chunyu out of the small courtyard and opened the door of the ice room. The two of them walked down the stairs, and it was getting colder and colder down below.

Wealthy people often have an ice room. This ice room is, to put it bluntly, a basement. In winter, ice cubes are collected and piled in the ice room. Then several doors are closed, and the doors are covered with quilts.

When the weather is hot in summer, you can take ice to relieve the heat.

Chunyu Yue's mansion also had an ice room. But he didn't know why this girl brought him to the ice room.

Chun Yuyue was already old, and when the cold air invaded here, he suddenly felt a little sore in his joints.

So he muttered silently: "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring Qi. It is Qi. It is the most powerful and strong. If it is cultivated directly without harm, it will be blocked between heaven and earth..."

While chanting like this, Chunyu Yue imagined that there was an upright breath circulating in his body. After a while, he only felt warm in his joints, and it seemed that they didn't hurt so much.

After hypnotizing himself, Chunyu Yue quickened his pace and caught up with the girl.

The girl put the oil lamp in her hand on a piece of ice, then picked up another piece of ice and asked Chunyu Yue, "Do you know what this is?"

Chunyu Yue said: "Ice?"

The girl shook her head: "This is a convex lens."

Chunyu Yue looked carefully and found that the ice in the girl's hand was indeed round, but the convex lens of Huaiguzi was made of ground crystal. The girl's convex lens was made of ice.

Chunyu Yue hesitated and said: "Your convex lenses are similar in appearance. However, the materials are very different. I think they are just in appearance and not in reality."

The girl rolled her eyes and said: "Black clothes are clothes, but white clothes are not clothes? As long as we understand the reason, we can use ice to make convex lenses."

Then, she took out a bundle of bamboo slips and placed it under the lamp. Then she shook the ice in her hand and said, "Come and see."

Chunyu Yue leaned over and took a look, and suddenly let out a sigh. The words on the bamboo slips were really enlarged. Although they were not clear enough, they were enlarged when they were enlarged.

Chunyu Yue was surprised and delighted: "This... this convex lens made of ice is actually the same as crystal?"

The girl said: "In the past few days, I have polished hundreds of pieces of ice in the ice room. Finally, I found that ice with thin edges and thick center has the effect of magnification. According to my guess, this thing has nothing to do with the material, only the texture.

It's just as long as it's transparent and has the right shape. I just don't understand the specific reasons yet. I always feel that there is a very profound truth in it. If I understand it, it will definitely not be as simple as making a convex lens."

Chunyu Yue seemed to understand more than he understood, and he continued to ask: "Can your convex lens make fire?"

The girl said proudly: "This is natural."

The two grabbed the piece of ice, left the ice room, stood under the sun and started to make a fire.

The sun was shining brightly, and the ice in the girl's hands quickly began to melt. But before it melted, the fire starter placed on the ground had already begun to smoke.

Although the fire was not born, Chun Yuyue admired the girl endlessly. If he really gave her a piece of crystal, he could create a real convex lens.

Chunyu Yue said with emotion: "I admire you, I admire you so much."

The girl was a little modest this time. She kept staring at the igniting thing and whispered in her mouth: "The thing that ignited the withered grass was obviously the bright spot just now. But where did the bright spot come from? Why did it come from?

Can I get a fever?"

The girl looked up at the sun in the sky: "Is it sunlight? This convex lens can focus sunlight in one place?"

She suddenly felt excited and trembling as she thought: "Who on earth made such a magical object? Gathering the light of the sun. This... this is so crazy, so rebellious, so fascinating..."

When the girl was sighing, Chun Yuyue next to her said: "Zhao Teng is searching the Baiguan Mansion. Today he has already searched the Wang family's mansion. I guess they will search my place tomorrow. Girl, what will you do then?
Chapter completed!