Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

Of course, Gu Nan didn't dare to use his internal energy, it can be said that he was a child who was brought up since he was a child, so what if he was injured.

This kid was always clinging to her, and there was nothing he could do about it. Ying Zichu and Zhao Ji seldom took care of her.

As he got older and learned inner breath, he often sneaked out of Chu Gongzi's mansion to visit Lord Wu'an's mansion.

This kid loves to listen to the painting fairy playing the piano, and also loves to eat the fish soup made by Xiaolu. To put it bluntly, he just came here to eat and drink, which made Gu Nan's head jump.

But Huaxian and Xiaolu like this child, she can't drive him away, she can only let him come, and just wait for Ying Zichu to come and pick him up soon.

Gu Nan is now 25 years old. If she was a girl from an ordinary family, she would have already had a husband's family.

It's a pity that she is different. After Bai Qi and Wei Lan passed away, there were no elders in the family, so naturally there was no one to take care of things.

And because of their status, there are quite a few people in Xianyang City who know about the loss of the general, but there are probably not many who know her, Gu Nan.

Originally, the Wang family would definitely make arrangements for a person like her, but now that King Qin is seriously ill, he has no time to take care of political affairs.

On the contrary, this allowed her to escape a catastrophe. If she really let this "man" find a husband's house, she would be as happy as hitting her head to death.

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In the Palace of the King of Qin, in the palace, a haggard old man was lying on the bed with his pale hair scattered in a pile. The attendant standing beside him was so frightened that he lowered his head and dared not speak. Several people gathered around the bed, silent.

The old man is the King of Qin. After all, he won't last another ten years, and his fate is unpredictable. After all, he is helpless.

On King Qin's old face, his eyes opened, and he raised his hand, facing the bed, just like when he was sitting with Gu Nan back then, holding his hand to the sky.

He has done this countless times in his life.

He was like this when the punishments from the five countries were all in order. He thought that the world was just like this.

He also did the same when he defeated Chu and retreated to Han, marched into Wei, and wiped out Yiqu. He thought that the world was under his control.

When Changping destroyed Zhao, he was still like this. He thought he could conquer all these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

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Suddenly, his eyes opened completely, staring angrily at mid-air, his hands trembling.

Everyone in the hall looked at him in bewilderment.

Finally, his throat moved, leaving only a sigh.

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That hand hung down the couch, heavy, as if it was the weight of a lifetime.

In the 56th year of King Zhaoxiang of Qin (251 BC), King Yingji of Qin Zhaoxiang, who had reigned for 56 years, died at the age of 75.Zi Xiaowen Wang Yingzhu succeeded to the throne.

Chapter 1: On the banks of the Weishui River, the black sword is unqualified

The weather is gloomy, and there is light rain drifting in the air, and the dense piece seems like a needle thread shuttles between the sky and the earth.

The overcast clouds were a little low but not oppressive, and the air was filled with moisture, which wet the noses of pedestrians.

On the banks of the Weishui River outside Xianyang City, a man wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat was standing there, with a slender black sword without a grid on his waist.

The shadow of the bamboo hat covered the man's face, and the rainwater slid down the bamboo hat and dripped on the ground.

The surface of the river is connected by water splashes, and the rain splashes and falls on it.

The coir raincoat was slightly blown by the wind, revealing the white clothes inside. It was a filial piety dress, which was inexplicably strange.

"It's raining all the time." Gu Nan pressed the brim of his bamboo hat, looked up, and saw countless drops of rain falling in midair.

Why is she here?

It can only be said that even if King Qin Yingji died, he couldn't let her relax. The secret guard of the Wang family sent her a secret edict on the day King Qin passed away.

The arrangement made by the King of Qin earlier required her and the trapped camp to perform the duties of the imperial army and take care of the security before this generation of the King of Qin came to power.

King Qin passed away, Prince An Guojun Yingzhu of Qin would mourn for one year and then succeed to the throne.

Now the thousands of people in the battle have been scattered in every corner of Xianyang City, and she is responsible for intercepting the people from the Jianghu who heard the news or heard the profit.

Heroes use martial arts to violate the ban, and now that Xianyang is depressed, all countries will inevitably take action.

According to the secret guard's news, there will be a group of people on the Weishui River today.

And she, either let them go back, or let them disappear.

Crackling, the sound of the rain was one piece, a little disturbing.

The rain affected the line of sight, blurring everything in the distance.

I don't know how long Gu Nan stood by the river. Just when she was about to doubt the ability of the secret guard of the Wang family, a ferry boat loomed on the Weishui River at the end of the water and sky.

Wow...

The sound of the rain became heavier.

When the ferry docked, three people got off the boat, a boatman, a commoner swordsman, and an old man.

The three of them didn't seem to notice Gu Nan who was standing by the river, and tied up the boat.

The civilian swordsman said indifferently: "When you enter Xianyang City, each depends on his ability."

"Naturally." The boatman didn't say much, and the old man just smiled with narrowed eyes.

The three were about to leave.

"No. 30 one, 32, 33 people..."

A cool voice came from the side, reciting softly, as if counting something.

The three of them were all startled and turned around suddenly.

Only then did I discover the man in coir raincoat standing by the river.

The man had been standing there just now, but they didn't realize it...

The coir raincoat and bamboo hat made it difficult to see the man's appearance and figure clearly, and the only thing that people could notice was probably the sword on the man's waist.

It doesn't look like a sword at all, it looks like a black stick in the scabbard.

"Heh." The boatman held the bamboo pole in his hand, smiled, and there was no abnormality on his face: "Sir, do you want to cross the river or take a boat?"

The commoner swordsman and the old man stood aside and nothing happened, but the commoner swordsman's hand was already on the hilt of the sword at his waist.