My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 510 I dare to ask the king, has Guanzhong sent troops?
The Wei River is the largest tributary of the Yellow River.

The surging river flows continuously and eastward.

The blood of the old Qin nobles was shed, and a Great Qin Empire that unified the world was shed.

Xunzi has a tall crown, a gaunt face, and a gaunt face. His black clothes have some wet marks.

With the support of a group of disciples, he stood on the bank of the Weishui River and looked at the rushing water for a long, long time...

He raised his arm, stretched out a finger, pointed at the endlessly flowing Wei River, and said hopefully:
"Do you think the water from the Wei River can flow to the East China Sea?"

Zhang Cang's originally round and ball-like body had shrunk a lot in just one month, and he looked only slightly chubby.

The little fat man held the teacher's hand, choked with sobs, and nodded silently.

Mao Heng wiped his tears. The talented man who was famous for his poetry had no mood to write poetry today. He endured the pain and said loudly:
"Yes! All rivers flow back to the east! The end of the Wei River is the East China Sea!"

Xunzi chuckled, and while nodding, his slightly curved back moved up and down.

"That's good, that's good... Come, let me crown my master."

When a gentleman dies, his crown is inevitable.

Lu Jia, who was popular in the Qin Kingdom and whose eloquence was unrivaled, closed his mouth tightly, walked to the teacher, and straightened his righteous hat.

As soon as I reached up, tears started flowing, just like the water of the Wei River behind me.

He had heard that if you keep your mouth tight, you can hold back your tears. Is his mouth not tight enough?
"Don't cry, don't cry."

Xunzi persuaded in a gentle voice, like a loving father reasoning with his children. He taught people like this every day for ten years by offering wine in Jixia Academy.

"The Master said: 'To be old but not to die is to be a thief.' I, Xunqing, was hailed as the greatest teacher in the world. It is not good to have the reputation of being a thief. If you scholars still have doubts, speak up and try as a teacher. Solution?"

None of the disciples in the field spoke, and they cried silently.

Xunzi smiled and looked at Han Fei, who had just returned from Shangjun.

"Han Fei, you come first."

Han Fei shook his head with tears in his eyes, not wanting to waste the teacher's last bit of energy.

People live in a breath.

If you talk too much, your anger will disappear.

Xunzi was helpless.

"I have come to the end of my life. There is no difference between talking more and less. That's all. Since you don't want to, Uncle Fuqiu comes. Uncle Fuqiu has always been the most like me."

The famous teacher who became famous in Xianyang and was sought after by aristocratic families took two small steps back, bowed with his hands lowered, and said with a choked voice:
"Students are free from confusion."

"No confusion, no confusion."

Xunzi recited it twice, shook his head and sighed.

"I am not free of doubts, and Qiu Bo is no longer confused. A disciple does not have to be inferior to a teacher, and a teacher does not have to be better than a disciple..."

The old man's voice faded and was covered by the sound of the river.

Uncle Fuqiu had a look of shame on his face. He wanted to explain that he was not really Wudu, but he couldn't.

If he wanted to argue, he had to tell the truth, and he had to say that he was lying to let the teacher live a little longer. He was extremely resistant to saying that the teacher was going to die.

Both sides of the Wei River are full of fertile fields.

If you sow seeds in spring, you will see a patch of green seedlings in summer, and in autumn they will turn into golden ears of wheat, which is extremely beautiful.

It's a pity that it is winter, the ground is frozen, and there is nothing on the ground.

Xunzi sighed regretfully and stood quietly with the support of several disciples, bending slightly and squinting.

His body is decayed, his heart is in mourning, and the cold river breeze cannot lift his spirit.

"Sir, do you have no regrets?"

An all-too-familiar voice rang in his ears, and a pair of strong hands held up the broken body.

Xunzi didn't say anything, but smiled and opened his eyes.

The person in front of me, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and hair flying in the wind, looked just like the first time I saw him ten years ago.

"Back then in Chang'an, as the current emperor, this has been my wish for many years." Ying Chengying followed the instructions.

"The long-term worries have been cleared up, but what about the near-term worries? Everyone in Lanling County was massacred. Don't you wonder how they died? This disaster started with a scholar named Chen Ping."

Faith can create miracles. Ying Chengyu wanted to give Xunzi his obsession to live a little longer, even if the obsession was hatred.

He tried his best to objectively describe what Chen Ping did in plain words.

During the narration, the old man coughed vigorously from time to time, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs.

When Ying Chengyu finished speaking, the old man's eyes were full of anger and he said in a hateful voice:
"This person is not dead, I feel uneasy!"

Daliang, Flood Palace.

King Bao of Wei asked Prime Minister Chen Ping about politics.

"In order to expand rapidly, Zhang Er and Chen Yu recruited troops without any restrictions. The army was mainly composed of refugees. These refugees had no food and clothing, and many were seriously ill. There were too many deaths and injuries along the way, which led to the plague. . In the past, it was enough to burn them with fire, but now they are being pursued by the Qin army. At this time, the open fire is to lead the way for the Qin army. If the corpse is thrown casually, it will also attract the Qin army. Sir, do you have a clever plan to solve the siege of Zhang Er? ?”

Zhang Chu's regime was able to expand because Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebelled locally and fought eastward.

Ying Chengyu intended to use this army to attack Chu and Qi, weaken the power of a cheating overlord, and wanted the cities in Han to stand still.

Wei Guo was safe and sound, but even though Wei Bao occupied the main beam, he listened to Chen Ping's words and did not act openly.

The county lieutenants of various counties in the Wei region did not see Wei Bao expanding outwards and attacking the city, and the court did not issue an order to encircle and suppress the army. Naturally, they would not risk their own lives by going out in winter.

Except for Guanzhong, Handi, and border counties, the number of Qin troops in other places was very small, and they could barely maintain the security of a city.

As long as the uprising is not so loud that it cannot be concealed, the county and county lieutenants will turn a blind eye.

There are so many bandits and rats, how can we get rid of them all, just by having two or three big cats and kittens on hand?How can it be?The final outcome must be that there are no cats and more rats.

If Zhang Er hadn't immediately launched a vigorous campaign to recruit people to Zhao after arriving in Zhao, the counties would not have mobilized troops to encircle and suppress them under the organization of several lieutenants and governors.

"May I ask your Majesty, has Guanzhong ever sent troops?"

"Never."

"That's easy."

Chen Ping smiled slightly.

"Ping has a plan to retreat the Qin army and strengthen the power of the two wise men. In the spring, Qin will turn all its eyes to Zhao."

Wei Bao was overjoyed.

"Sir, tell me quickly!"

All the distracting thoughts are gone, and the animal laughs freely.

A scream of helplessness and despair.

Once the box of desire is opened, it is difficult to close it again.

When humans were still animals, they ate their hair and drank their blood, eating the weak and the strong.

The animal nature is engraved in the deepest heart of everyone's heart, which is indelible and lingering.

Xunzi believed that human beings are born with evil nature, and that animal nature must be suppressed through acquired education, otherwise humans are not worthy of being called human beings.

Chen Ping agrees with the concept that sex is inherently evil. He has seen it too many times in the village.

What he is best at is releasing these evils, deliberately cutting an extra ounce of meat when cutting, and watching two harmonious neighbors exchange bad words or even fight.

Chen Ping closed the door of Flood Palace, sealing all the sins inside, turned around, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

King Bao of Wei, who was heartbroken and wanted people to fly pigeons all night to spread the message, left three women in the Flood Palace.

Tonight, and tomorrow day.

King Bao of Wei, whose body was mostly drained from alcohol and sex and who took a lot of tonic every day, couldn't get up after having sex.

Chen Ping made a temporary decision and fled Daliang immediately.

　It’s a bit awkward, let’s start with a chapter

　　
　
(End of this chapter)