Qin Shi Mingyue: Depend on each other

: "Pity him, I'm afraid I don't know why I lost my life."

Sheng Qi was originally a pawn, and was played like this, no matter how strong his martial arts were, the final outcome was just death.

This is the way of the world, always impermanent.

Qin Shi/110

"...I'm so sleepy." I walked on the streets of Sanghai carrying the lunch box I sent to Confucianism.That guy Pao Ding only knew how to squeeze, saying "Even the leader of the Mohist family can't live and live for nothing", insisting that I become a servant in the inn.

I walked unsteadily, only to feel that my eyelids were heavy and heavy, and I almost bumped into passers-by several times.It's all because I slept too late last night, and I don't have any strength today.

I was wandering in the street, but a pair of hands pulled me aside. "Huh?" I blurted out my eyes and squeaked in a daze.However, Bai Feng's face gradually became clearer.

"Jiuporo doesn't know how to avoid you like those people." Bai Feng said, "Did you not sleep well last night?"

"Oh, it's okay." I glanced at the wine front that I almost hit, stretched my waist, but still felt groggy.I went to look for Su Xing last night, but it turned out that I couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night, and I was woken up early in the morning by Pao Ding, and I was so sleepy.I smiled and walked forward: "Baifeng, you have been here for a while, right? Why, quicksand let you go free?"

Bai Feng chuckled: "A few days ago, Chi Lian and the others arrived in Songhai."

"What?!" I quickly suppressed my smile, and looked at Bai Feng with wide eyes, "What are they doing here? - Quicksand is going to attack the Mo family?" At that moment, I admitted that I felt a little wary of Bai Feng in my heart.

After all, he is the killer of quicksand and the enemy of the Mo family.Even if I don't want to admit it.

"Why are you so nervous?" Bai Feng's expression seemed to be smiling at the panic in my eyes, "I'm just a killer, I don't care about anything else."

"Can't you let the Mo family go?" I suppressed the anxiety in my heart.I don't want to see Mohist disciples wandering between life and death, and I don't want to see quicksand and Mohist soldiers facing each other.

Although the Korean Assassin Group has never been regarded as righteous people, they are still people in the world after all, and they are not Yingzheng's minions.At a time when there is an urgent need for the unity of all schools of thought, of course we must avoid fighting each other. If we lose both sides, Ying Zheng will take advantage of it.

"Liusha's trip is just to find someone." Bai Feng said with a cold face.

"Who?" I asked.Looking for someone in Songhai?I don't know what Quicksand was thinking, and whose life did he want?

Bai Feng looked ahead, and the gate of Xiaoshengxianzhuang had already appeared in front of him: "The descendant of the Korean prime minister: Zhang Liang."

"What?!" I couldn't believe it.Zhang Liang, that weak scholar of Confucianism, the great man's adviser who "strategies and wins thousands of miles", is actually the descendant of the prime minister of Chunqiu Korea!

Liusha is a "Korean" assassin group, Chilian is a Korean princess, and now Zhang Liang is also Korean... Wei Zhuang is now looking for Zhang Liang, does he have something to discuss with him? ——In other words, Wei Zhuang wants to unite with the Koreans, overthrow the rule of the Qin Dynasty, and revive the country?

——No, impossible.Wei Zhuang is not so passionate, his greatest long-cherished wish is to defeat Gai Nie and become the next Mr. Guigu.

In this case... why did Quicksand come to Zhang Liang?

I tried to think about the pre-Qin history that I knew in my head, hoping to learn the purpose of quicksand from the historical facts that have been handed down.But I have to admit that I know very little history.

"Seeing how you're struggling, what are you thinking about?" Bai Feng said with a relaxed look.

"No, I didn't think about anything." I just stopped thinking.I thought, maybe I can take the opportunity of Xiaoshengxianzhuang to ask Xunqing about Lu Qiong's affairs, and I also want to go to Zhang Liang-after all, I am very curious.No matter what Wei Zhuang's purpose is, as long as it doesn't hurt the Mo family.

"Here we are." I looked at the gate of Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

What puzzles me is that there are many officers and soldiers gathered outside Xiaoshengxian Village.Could it be that something major has happened to Confucianism?

"Stop! Who are you?" A man who seemed to be a leader blocked the way of Bai Feng and me.

I lowered my voice: "We are a boy sent by an inn to deliver snacks."

The officer looked at Bai Feng and me, and said after a while, "Let's go."

Walk?wish for it.It's just that I still have one thing unresolved.I smiled at the officer and said, "I don't know what happened to Xiaoshengxian Village? I asked you to stay here to guard..."

The leader looked domineering: "His Highness Fusu came to Confucianism to visit, we must protect His Highness's safety."

—— Fusu?Young master Fusu!

I was secretly startled.Young master Fusu, the eldest son of Yingzheng?That's someone I admire.He came to Confucianism?So... there's a chance I've met him?I was suddenly speechless with excitement.

"Okay, okay, let's go, don't interfere with official duties!" Commander Qin Bing had already issued an order to evict the guests.

"Yes." I smiled.Obstructing official duties?Do you believe me when I say that I am the Mohist traitor you want to arrest?

Qin Shi/110

On a certain high mountain in Songhai, Chi Lian looked at the sea calmly.She removed her smile, still charming and charming.As the breeze brushed against her cheeks, strands of blue hair rose high, reflecting her enchanting eyebrows and eyes.

The vermilion lips parted slightly, and an ancient tune flowed out: "When the crossbow is stretched, the black magpie is flying. Picking Ge Xi, ascending to Bi Donggao. The sky is rushing, and the smoke and dust are flying. There are people far away, and the decline will never return. "The woman's expression gradually became sad with the tune.

This is really a very old piece of music. The soothing and sad tune has been resounded thousands of times in South Korea, but now, she is probably the only one who still remembers to sing it.

"Jianghe Qintan, birds singing covetously. Ge has been exhausted, what is there to do?" The woman sang alone, singing about the past that was gradually forgotten, the country that fell asleep amidst the covetous birdsong.

"It's been a long time, I haven't heard you sing this song." Wei Zhuang's hoarse voice came from behind, "You still haven't forgotten the past."

Chi Lian looked at the man behind him for a long time, then turned around to face the vast sea, and smiled sadly against the waves, as if all the prosperity and poignancy in the world bloomed with that smile: "Perhaps, it is really not easy to forget some things —You think so too, don’t you?”

"Ode to New Zheng"?This woman has sung it hundreds of times in the court. At that time, the prosperity of Xinzheng was like a brocade, and the drums and music were loud. Now, even though the music is still the same, what matches it is only the bleakness of late autumn, and the rocks hitting the shore.

It's love, it's scenery, it's completely different from the past.

Everyone knows that the woman named Chi Lian has remembered the former "Korean Princess" and the prosperity and beauty of the past.

However, "South Korea has long since disappeared." It was a sigh of elegance, but it attracted Wei Zhuang and Chi Lian to turn their heads at the same time.

"Zhang Liang?" There was a burst of surprise on the woman's enchanting face, "How did you come here?" After all, this place is far away from the town, and ordinary people would not come here.

"Liang came here to find Mr. Wei, Your Royal Highness—no, maybe Liang should call you: Chi Lian."

"You—!" As if the taut string in my heart was suddenly pulled, anger flickered in the bright eyes of Chilian.The painful memory was awakened by the sentence "Her Royal Highness", the pain was like yesterday.

"What is destined to be forgotten, why mention it again?" Wei Zhuang looked at the vast and calm sea with a hoarse voice.

In the wasted time, time flies away like the wind.South Korea has long since ceased to exist, and so-called Korean princesses have long ceased to exist.Unknowingly, thousands of springs and autumns have passed by, and in front of my eyes, things are already different.

"How's the matter?" Wei Zhuang's words brought the two of them back from memory.

Zhang Liang was embarrassed, his smile seemed helpless and desolate, and then he returned to his confident elegance: "It is said that Ying Zheng will come to the East in the near future, and I have already selected the location, and everything is planned."

"Need our assistance?" Wei Zhuang turned his back to Zhang Liang, his pale hair fluttering in the wind.

"No," Zhang Liang shook his head, with a soft light in his eyes, "I have someone to choose."

"Oh? Who else is more suitable than quicksand?" Wei Zhuang smiled slightly, "Or, you don't believe us?" Even though Zhang Liang is very witty, compared to Wei Zhuang who has been in troubled times for many years, Zhang Liang still looked a little youthful.

"Mr. Wei is too worried." Even in the face of a strong man like Wei Zhuang, Zhang Liang showed no fear, "The reason for this is that Liang believes that only he can do this."

"Then just hope this plan succeeds." Wei Zhuang looked at the vicissitudes of the sea and smiled.

"Then Liang will leave." Zhang Liang made a slight bow, turned around and walked down the cliff.But suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "That "Ode to the New Zheng" is very well sung."

Qin Shi/120

Fortunately, Yan Lu didn't know Bai Feng, otherwise there would be some disputes.After I delivered the snacks to Confucianism, I turned around and walked towards the Banzhu Forest where Xun Qing lived.

Without Zhang Liang, it would be impossible to find out what Wei Zhuang had negotiated with him.It's better to hurry up and inquire about Lu Qiong. Xun Qing has lived many years, so she must know something about Lu Qiong.

"Xun Qing, is it here?" Bai Feng looked at the lush bamboo forest in front of him.It's late autumn, and the grass and trees are all withered and yellow, but the bamboo here is lush and evergreen, and the green that is full of eyes can even make people mistakenly think that it is still summer.

Listening to the rustling of bamboo leaves in the wind, I took a deep breath: "Yes, Xun Qing lives in a nice place. Let's go in."

"kindness."

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At this time, the leaders of the Mohists surrounded