Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

For a while, nearly one-third of the civil servants in the venue stood up and seconded the proposal.

Mr. Changping was expressionless, and the corners of Su Ying's mouth were slightly hooked. Wang Jian glanced at Mr. Changping, then at Ying Zheng, who was expressionless above, and said nothing.

Li Si, the court lieutenant among the civil servants, shook his head.

Bunch of idiots...

"It seems that everyone thinks that Xiangguo is the best candidate to be in charge of the net. What do you think, Xiangguo? Can you be up to this important task?" Ying Zheng said, looking expressionlessly at Jun Changping below across a clear water.

"Although I am old, I am still willing to sacrifice my body for the Great Qin's hegemony. Even though I die, I will not regret it." Lord Changping took a step forward and knelt down in the tunnel towards Yingzheng.

"Although I am old, I am still willing to sacrifice my body for the Great Qin's hegemony. Even though I die, I will not regret it." Lord Changping took a step forward and knelt down in the tunnel towards Yingzheng.

Su Ying, who was at the side, just wanted to laugh when he heard it. A prime minister of the state of Qin resolutely betrayed the state of Qin in the battle of Qin's attack on Chu, and a villain with no faith at all who established himself as the king of Chu still talked about what he could not do even if he died. Sorry, it really makes people laugh out loud.

Ying Zheng took a deep look at Mr. Changping, and then said, "Okay, the net of the empire's murder weapon is now in your hands, Xiangguo. I hope that Xiangguo will carefully discipline him, and don't let this weapon hurt Qin himself."

"The minister will live up to the king's great trust." Lord Changping knelt down in the tunnel.

"Tomorrow, Xiangguo will go to the shadow guard of Zuo Dharma to lead someone. I hope that you will not disappoint me, Xiangguo." Ying Zheng stood up, looked down at Lord Changping, with a sneer on his lips.

"Retreat."

Changping-jun's mansion.

"Daddy, you seem to be very happy today. Did you meet any happy event?" the pink and jade-carved little Lori Lianyi asked Changping Jun...

Mr. Changping smiled and stretched out his hand, and touched her head: "Yes."

When Lianyi wanted to ask more questions, a man who looked like a housekeeper came over and whispered something in Mr. Changping's ear. Mr. Changping nodded and said to Lianyi in front of him: "Lianyi, Daddy has something to do. , you go and play by yourself first."

"Oh."

Mr. Chang Ping went to the living room, where Tian Guang was already waiting. Seeing Mr. Chang Ping, Kui Tian Guang, a farmer, clasped his fists at him and shouted, "My lord."

"What are you doing this time?" Mr. Changping walked in front of him with his hands behind his back, went to the upper seat and sat down, took the teacup on the table, and took a sip.

"I heard that the King of Qin has let the Lord take charge of the net. Congratulations, Lord Xiangguo." Tian Guang said.

The corner of Changping Jun's mouth curled slightly, "Okay, I'm tired of hearing these words today, let's get down to business."

Tian Guang nodded with a smile, and then his expression gradually became serious: "Master Xiangguo, should we do something to Zi Lanxuan?"

"Take action against Zilanxuan?" Mr. Changping put down the teacup in his hand, hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tian Guang: "What are you going to do?"

"The six farmhouses each have their own tricks. It can be said that it is easy to bring down a restaurant. The only trouble is that Su Ying and the shadow guard in his hands." Tian Guang frowned, and then relaxed his brows: " But now Xiangguo also has a snare weapon that is not inferior to the Shadow Secret Guard..."

2.2

boom!

Mr. Changping slapped his palm on the wooden table, making a deep sound. Tian Guang looked over in surprise, but he met Mr. Changping's cold eyes.

"What are you using as a snare? A guard in my mansion? That's a public weapon of the Qin State, a murder weapon. Do you know what the crime is for using a public weapon without permission? Miao Du is the best example of the great crime of exterminating the nine clans."

"To deal with Zilanxuan, Tian Guang and the farmer should figure out a solution by themselves, I can't help you." Changping Jun said indifferently.

Tian Guang was silent for a while, then bowed his fists to Lord Changping, who was facing away from him, "It's Tian Guang who is being rude, the farmer will figure out a solution for this matter." inside the house.

[It's almost like this today, chapter seven, it's considered an explosion. . 】.

Chapter 53

It is now winter, and the sky of Xianyang City is covered with heavy dark clouds, and the piercing cold wind is howling and blowing on the streets, and the pedestrians walking on the road are all huddled in their clothes.

Xianyang East Street, Zilanxuan, on the fourth floor, in an elegant room with closed doors and windows.

Beside the desk, Su Ying, Zi Nu and Nong Yu sat beside them.

"Xianyang in winter is much colder than Xinzheng." Nongyu added some clothes and said looking at the gloomy sky outside the window.

"The tough environment sharpens the tenacity of the will. Perhaps it is not unreasonable for Qin's iron cavalry to rule the world." Zi Nu said quietly.

Su Ying, who was at the side, smiled, picked up a glass of fine wine, looked at the clear and viscous liquid in it, looked at Zi Nu and said, "The King of Qin has already named this newly brewed fine wine, Qiongyao Yuye."

"Qingyeyuye, a good name." Zi Nu said with a smile.

"How much of this fine nectar has been brewed now?" Su Ying asked after taking a sip.

"There are already nearly thirty altars." Twelve Zi Nu thought for a while and said.

"Turn back and send ten altars to the palace, Zi Lanxuan keeps ten altars for himself, and sells all the other ten altars." Su Ying said, looking at the beautiful Zi Nu beside him.

"Sell them all... Then how to set the price?" Zi Nu thought for a while, looking at Su Ying with her beautiful eyes.

"Wouldn't it be better to let them set their own prices?" Su Ying winked at Zi Nu and said with a smile.

Zi Nu thought for a while, and then a smile appeared on her beautiful face, "I understand. I will send someone to do it later."

"Ruzi can be taught."

"It's obvious that you can say it directly, but you have to pretend to be mysterious. Don't you Taoists all have this kind of virtue?" Zi Nu looked at Su Ying and said angrily, her eyebrows and eyes fluttered, and there were all kinds of amorous feelings.

"Miss Zi Nu is right in her words, I admire you." Su Ying smiled and cupped his hands towards Zi Nu, Zi Nu pushed him with a smile.

It's cold and windy outside, but the temperature inside is moderate. Su Ying and Zi Nongyu taste wine, laugh and talk, feeling uncomfortable.

"How is Chen Ping?" Su Ying fell on the floor very lazily, with his hands behind his head and his black hair loose.