Jian Qin

Heavy snow covered Hangu Pass, and the old guard guarding the gate kept rubbing his hands with white mist blowing out of his mouth and nose. The old guard was blind and always used his ears instead of eyes. There was still some time before dawn, and the old man listened to the cold wind howling outside the pass, and the water of the Yellow River rolled by. What a great river and mountain! ! ! After the door was opened, the old soldier leaned against the wall and heard the crisp sound of a horse stepping on the stone pavement. The man on the horse was wearing a coat and a cloak, with bamboo slips hidden in his arms. The visitor got off the horse, brushed the white snow on his body with his hands, and said respectfully to the blind old soldier: "I... Come from... Han... How far is Xianyang... City from here..." The old pawn couldn't see his face because he was blind, but could only hear his voice. He knew that this man had a stuttering problem. The old soldier listened carefully and said: "When you enter the pass, you are on the Hangu Ancient Road, which is fifteen miles long. After leaving the ancient road, you will reach Xianyang in another three hundred miles." Han Fei asked one more question: "Is the road ahead dangerous?" The old soldier looked helpless and said: "Under the rule of Qin, everything is safe and sound. If you want to make a prince and become a prime minister, the road will be very difficult. If you don't make a mistake, your life will be in danger..."