My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

In the wild, the army led by Ying Chengyu set up camp.

The outside of the big tent was heavily guarded, and there were only two people inside.

In addition to the Second Emperor who smiled like he had stolen a chicken, there was also an old man with four moles on his head, Guiguzi Wang Chan.

"Your Majesty, you still dare to appear in front of me. Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Ying Chengyu tapped his knees and spoke slowly.

His fingers suddenly stopped, his eyebrows stood up, and his words as warm as warm wind turned cold.

"Your Majesty, you deceive me into being kind-hearted? Do you think I miss my old relationship and don't dare to kill anyone?"

"No."

Wang Chan looked rudely up and down at Ying Chengyu, his eyes full of affection, as if he was looking at his life's work.

"The kind-hearted Lord Chang'an would kill Chan for the sake of the people of one and two counties in Lanling, but His Majesty, who misses the old love but does not care about the old love, will not."

"If you kneel down and talk to me now, there is a way to survive. And don't act like you have everything under your control! I hate people who are smarter than me."

"Your Majesty is scaring Zen again. Which disciple doesn't know that Your Majesty always hates red tape and cherishes talents."

In Chang'an Jun's Mansion, Ying Chengyu has always been the most unassuming person. Even Gui Guzi, codenamed the source of disaster, was only prohibited from traveling, and everyone who came to visit him on weekdays was treated equally. There were no more restrictions on Guiguzi, and he was not asked to kneel down and surrender.

"You said so at this time and that time. I am the emperor now, not the Lord of Chang'an."

Guiguzi chuckled, the wrinkles on his face piling up, making the moles tremble.

"Your Majesty, can you be honest? I did some fortune-telling when I came here. I have nothing to do today."

Ying Chengqiu sneered and said nothing.

He has read the book "Corpse" no less than ten times. He can only say that Onmyoji is profound and profound, and has great merits. It can know recent changes through changes in the heaven and earth.

But if you really think that everything is true, you are totally wrong. He has already verified it.

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are green grass and sky.

Guiguzi raised his eyebrows, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and asked with a somewhat provocative smile:

"Why don't Your Majesty take out a pistol and put it on Zen's head to warn Zen to be more honest? Isn't this your Majesty's favorite thing to do?"

"In the past, I drew my gun because I couldn't beat you, but now... there's no need to use a gun to kill you!"

Before he finished speaking, Ying Cheng's body suddenly sprang out, as agile as an ape and as fierce as a tiger.

If Wang Chantong came from this world, he would definitely shout:

"You bully me, a 200-year-old man, and you don't have martial ethics!"

The eyes saw, the brain reacted, and the hands and feet followed orders.

Wang Chan originally sat down on his knees.

In an instant, the ten toes of both feet were on the ground, the legs stood upright, and the arms were put forward to block the sudden palm of the second emperor.

With his own strength and the power of this palm, the old body floated backwards like a leaf of duckweed.

In an instant, one move was passed.

The second emperor stood at Guiguzi's original position, applauded, and spoke expressionlessly in praise.

"The prince is good at martial arts. If Xunzi had really fought against the prince during his lifetime, he would have been defeated in the blink of an eye."

Xunzi had never had a good impression of Gui Guzi. How could a great Confucian who was committed to the peace of the world have a favorable impression of the founder of Zongheng who was afraid of chaos in the world?

But Guiguzi admired Xunzi very much and often came to Xunzi's residence uninvited to discuss Taoism and chat. Every time the two of them were threatened by Xunzi, don't blame him for disrespecting the elderly if they didn't leave, and ended up expelling them by force.

Although Xunzi was also an old man, he really couldn't be called "old" in front of Guiguzi, who lived for more than two hundred years and was active from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qin Dynasty.

Gui Guzi's arms were numb, and his energy and blood surged for a moment and he was speechless. The external power of this palm was not small, but the internal power was even greater. If the sudden influx of internal energy is not restrained in time, it will overwhelm his meridians, which become increasingly fragile as he ages.

He immediately calmed down, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath for an unknown amount of time, with sweat dripping down his face, before finally dissipating the foreign energy.

When he opened his eyes again, the second emperor was lying on the ground impatiently, yawning.

"too slow."

I don't know whether he was talking about Guiguzi's actions just now, or whether he was talking about Guiguzi's breath adjustment time.

I just focused on regulating my breath, regardless of time. I don’t know how long it has been.

Guiguzi raised his right hand, which was still numb, and twirled his fingers, feeling a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

It's just time for a cup of tea.

The second emperor stood up, put his hand on his chin, and flicked his wrist.

"Old ghost, tell me the truth and say something useful in exchange for your life. God has no control over me and your predictions are not accurate. Did you forget to say goodbye that day?"

"For the book "Corpse", Your Majesty only studied Liu Ren, right?"

Guiguzi's face was slightly distorted, thinking of the only time he was frightened in the past century. He could remember the journey from Han to find the Red Emperor for the rest of his life.

Whether you die or not, it is not as good as man to decide.

"Is this the Great Perfection of "Yellow Emperor"? It somewhat disappoints Zen. Yue Zen is far away, but she still seems to be a little behind Yue Nu."

"This is only 80% of the force."

Ying Chengyu was slightly surprised.

"I remember that you have never been interested in martial arts."

Politicians rely on their knowledge of people's hearts and their skillful rhetoric to frighten the princes of the world and change the overall situation. In the eyes of Zongheng's disciples, force is just inferior.

"I really don't value force."

Guiguzi nodded.

Ying Chengyu noticed that the old man's fingers had been moving unconsciously, and he didn't know what he was calculating.

"No matter how advanced your martial arts training is, it's still not as good as the double-eyed, eternal courage born in this life. If Your Majesty had used all his strength, he would have been defeated, right?"

"It does not matter."

Ying Chengyu didn't want to talk about this topic. In terms of martial arts, he and Gui Guzi had nothing to talk about, and Xia Chong couldn't talk about it.

His current combat power is extremely high, and he has the right to be so proud. The second "Yellow Emperor" in the ancient world is so powerful that Ying Chengyu himself feels a little outrageous.

The palm just now was said to have used 80% of the force, but in fact it was not even 50%.

Now he doesn't have a pistol, he can hit Yue Nu from the front, and he can win against Yue Nu and Lu Goujian.

Only Yue Nu, Zhang Han, and Lu Goujian could defeat him. This was done through actual combat drills.

Ying Chengyu's current mentality is that I am invincible in the world and seek defeat alone.

Just to find the heart of the sword and improve his swordsmanship again, Gai Nie, who killed hundreds of people in a battle and successfully retreated, appeared in front of him. Dare he ask him if he wanted to compete with swords again? The sword master he beat had his sword heart broken again!

So what about Xiang Yu, the son with double pupils? Is he very strong?

He didn't know why this overlord was born so many years earlier, but according to the intelligence from Chu State, Xiang Yu was not yet an adult.

If he met the Chu Overlord in his heyday in previous life, Ying Chengyu would still have some fighting spirit. This underage brat in this life cannot yet be called a bully.

If you want to defeat him, the Second Emperor, in a duel, it will still be possible in twenty years.

"It's still quite important."

Guiguzi kept counting with his fingers.

"When force reaches its peak, one person can decide the outcome of the battle."

Ying Chengqiao chuckled and was too lazy to answer.

He likes martial arts for self-protection and personal hobbies, but he knows clearly that martial arts is of little use to the world's situation. There is no master in this world who can't be killed. Yue Nu, Zhang Han, Lu Goujian, Gai Nie, including him Ying Chengyu.

It doesn't take much. If you face five hundred cavalry alone, you will definitely die if you don't escape.

"Change your eyes and talk to me.

"It's okay if you are a peerless beauty. I just feel disgusted by an old ghost who has lived for more than two hundred years."

Qingmei and Dingxiang, the two women who relied on him the most, didn't look at him as passionately as Guiguzi.

Of course, he never doubted that Gui Guzi had any quirks. The passion in Gui Guzi's eyes had nothing to do with love. It was a look at the most perfect work in his life, and this made Ying Chengyu even more uncomfortable.

"Zen once had an old friend, Ou Yezi.

"When he forged the sword for Gou Jian, he showed a look in his eyes that I had never seen before. It was a passionate love that even his daughter Moye didn't have.

"Zen has not understood its meaning until now, but now I finally understand what that look means."

The most proud weapon that Ou Yezi built in his life was the Yue King Goujian Sword, which was widely rumored in later generations.

"The Lord of Chang'an has been dead since the day your Majesty left Xianyang. Only by abandoning the kindness of women can your Majesty truly rule the world.

"It's worth killing the nobles and rich people to bring the people back to their hearts. It's worth losing more than a thousand soldiers to rise up a general. Congratulations to your majesty on becoming the king, and I congratulate you on your majesty."

Wang Chan stood up, bowed his head to the ground, and his words were filled with joy from the bottom of his heart.

Ying Chengyu couldn't be happy.

With a two-thousand-year lead, he was able to gain a temporary upper hand against these historical figures.

But in the long run, he lost.

He never wanted to ascend the throne, but he eventually became the second emperor.

Even the officials of the Qin State knew that "two" meant stupidity. How could he not know it when he wrote this word?

Two emperors, two emperors.

Not just showing weakness, but also self-deprecating.

The first time he saw Gui Guzi, he took strict precautions against Gui Guzi and gave him the only code name with extremely strong personal emotions, the source of disaster.

He had been on guard for so long, but the trend still went as Guiguzi expected.

The world was in chaos and the Six Kingdoms were resurrected. The First Emperor faked his death and was forced to take the throne.

Chen Ping claimed to be able to control the heroes, and frequently made poisonous schemes, causing Taishan to be shocked and the First Emperor to die, thinking that he was leading the world to catastrophe.

In fact, he is just a chess piece in Guiguzi's hands.

The reason why Chen Ping succeeded was because the result he wanted was what Guiguzi wanted.

Without Guiguzi's guidance and fueling the flames, there would not have been two massacres in Lanling, and the First Emperor would not have had the idea of ​​​​faking death to force him to the throne.

Ying Chengxuan had no feelings for Gui Guzi, who was a man of tricks, but he was very afraid of Gui Guzi, who was a man of tricks.

"If I had known, I should have killed you the first time I saw you."

Ying Chengyu's face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether he was sincere or fake.

"If Your Majesty were that kind of person, you would never see Zen."

Gui Guzi smiled and was full of confidence. He entered the Chang'an Junfu just because he saw that Ying Chengyu would not kill people casually.

"That's the same thing. So, you came here today to discuss with me whether to kill you or not?"

Guiguzi seemed to see that the emperor in front of him was really impatient, and his words were much more direct.

"The greedy wolf, the broken army, and the Seven Kills are all at your majesty's disposal. The Red Emperor who was supposed to succeed Qin is already under your majesty's account."

"Are you trying to say that this is all your fault, and you're exchanging your merit for your life?"

"No."

Guiguzi bowed his head to the ground for the second time, and the joy in his words was even stronger than the first time.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for winning this battle between heaven and man.

"Three Killing Stars are gathered together, and the army is unrivaled.

"The Red Emperor complied with the destiny, and Peixian County was the place where Longxing was established. His Majesty changed Peixian County to Chang'an and accepted the Red Emperor as his minister.

"Heaven has given in and fate has fallen on Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty acts in accordance with Heaven in the future, Great Qin will enjoy one thousand two hundred years."

If other people had said this, Ying Chengqiao would have just laughed it off and wouldn't have taken it to heart.

But the person who said this was Gui Guzi, a figure who existed throughout the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. His disciples guided or even created the rise and fall of various countries.

The second emperor sat up straight.

"Your Majesty, you might as well make it clearer, what do you mean by acting in accordance with the will of heaven?"

Ying Chengxuan never cares about such nominal things, whether he goes with or goes against heaven, he only does what he wants to do.

Guiguzi talked eloquently.

"New things cannot be reproduced, and hot air balloons are the last one. During your reign, Your Majesty will promote the learning of Huang and Lao, and Taoism will be popular for sixty-six years.

"Before abdicating the throne, Confucianism should be adopted. From now on, the Qin Dynasty will govern the world with benevolence, filial piety, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness. Taoism will retreat from Confucianism. It will not be easy for thousands of years."

Ying Chengyu smiled and said:

"Should I say no?"

Narrow your eyes.

"You should have known a long time ago that I don't believe in heaven. Huang Shigong gave Han Xin a copy of "Tai Gong's Art of War". Pray to heaven before the battle to break the tortoise's shell to win or lose.

"In the battle of victory, a big fight, in the battle of defeat, a small fight. In the battle of Deshui, Han Xin burned a tortoise shell to obtain the divine message. He won, but the result was defeat.

"Prince, don't be superstitious about God. Your God is not in my hands."

Guiguzi's happy face faded, and his face became solemn.

"Chang Ting's miscalculation and De Shui's edict were wrong. It is indeed because of Your Majesty. Your Majesty comes from the future, and Heaven cannot see Your Majesty."

Pointing to the top of his head.

"But except for Your Majesty, everything is in the eyes of heaven. Do you think Your Majesty will be so obedient if I join the Six Kingdoms?"

"Your Majesty should know that even though Chan has left Your Majesty, everything he does is still for Your Majesty's benefit. Chan does not regard himself as His Majesty's disciple, but his actions are no different from His Majesty's disciple.

"Your Majesty can achieve what we have today, how can one person do it? No.

"It was jointly promoted by teachers, scientists, stutterers, businessmen, drunkards, veterans and other like-minded people. Farmers are still developing new products for His Majesty to ensure the stability of Qin's country.

"There is nothing God can do to help Your Majesty, but there is also nothing that can be done to His Majesty. Heaven has given in. If Your Majesty insists on refusing to give in, then Your Majesty will betray your family again! He will die in anger, and he will die with his eyes closed. His whole life's hard work will be paid for. Flowing eastward!

"Your Majesty, have you really thought about it?"

Ying Chengyu waited in silence. After a while, seeing that Gui Guzi had no intention of continuing, he smiled and said:

"Finished? No follow-up? Then you can't convince me."

He stood up from the ground, holding the King of Qin sword in his hand, and poked a small hole in the tent that could see the stars in the sky. It was only the size of a fist, just like a hole in the sky.

He was in mid-air, his words falling.

"I'm not afraid of threats or death. If you want me to stop, talking is useless."

With his feet on the ground, Ying Chengyu also pointed to the top of his head, and the starlight shone on his head.

"Let your sky rain meteorites."