Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

Sanghai Confucian Little Sage Village

The setting sun slowly disappeared from the sea, and the birds hid their tracks.

Confucianism is the place where the world's learning models can be traced back to. It advocates both literature and martial arts. In poetry, books, rituals and music, great principles are everywhere.In the way of a king, etiquette is even more clear.

When Yingzheng stepped off the carriage, the soldiers of the Qin army, the three guards, and the Confucian disciples all knelt down to greet each other.In the middle, Fu Nian and Yan Lu bowed their heads respectfully.

"This is Little Shengxian Village?" Looking back, Ying Zheng said coldly to a group of respectful and gentle Fu Nian.

"Return to Your Majesty, this is the right place." Fu Nian saw Ying Zheng's complexion was very gloomy, and dared not slack off.

"You're not coming out yet, do you want me to pick you up in person?" Ying Zheng turned his head coldly, seeing that the carriage hadn't moved a bit, he knew that Zhang Liangding was sitting there motionless, still arguing with him.The reason for the awkwardness was nothing else, it was all because Zhang Liang resisted to ride in the same carriage with him early in the morning, but he was dragged up by him with a gloomy expression, and slapped him with punishment.

"Sir... Please, please don't be angry with Your Majesty..." Zhao Gao stood on the other side, sweating continuously on his face. The quarrel between these two people usually caused the worst disaster to him .Therefore, whenever Zhang Liang began to look gloomy, he couldn't help complaining about His Majesty the Emperor's ability to offend people.

angry?How dare he be angry, this tyrant never knows how to write the word "provoking anger".Zhang Liang's hand squeezed tighter and tighter, as if pinching Ying Zheng's neck, wishing to pinch him to death immediately.

Zhang Liang was originally a disciple of Confucianism, and this time he went to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, so he should respect the etiquette of the monarch and his ministers.It's just to share the carriage, but I don't want Ying Zheng to have a black face and refuse to let it go. Using this as an excuse to attack him is really tolerable.Zhang Liang sat in the carriage resentfully, listening to Zhao Gao trying to persuade him to go out, but it wasn't that he was unwilling to go out, the corner of his mouth was bitten by that bastard, how could he have the face to see his two senior brothers and Confucian disciple.

"If you don't come out again, I don't mind. I will attack you in front of so many people." Zhang Liang was gnashing his teeth in the carriage, not wanting the curtain to be lifted suddenly. With the flickering strange light, Zhang Liang had no doubt that he would really do what he said.

"Sir, come down, you can't hide in the carriage forever." Zhao Gao's head also got into the curtain suddenly, with a wrinkled face and an aggrieved look.

Helplessly glaring at Ying Zheng, Zhang Liang reluctantly got up and walked out of the carriage.He knew what Zhao Gao said was right, no matter how much he didn't want to be with that tyrant, he couldn't just hide in the carriage and see no one. Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help sighing, and walked out of the carriage .

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From the day he left Xianyang, Zhang Liang had been looking forward to what it would be like to return to Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

In the ten-mile lotus pond, the remaining flowers have been wiped out, and the fish are swimming and playing, just as lively as when he left.Everything here has not changed, even the gaze behind him that has been looking at him is the same as before...

"Ovary..." Zhang Liang turned his head slowly, looking at the slightly worried face. Although he had only been away for a few months, Zhang Liang felt that many years had passed.

"Second Senior Brother..." Smiling slightly, Zhang Liang looked at Yan Lu, his heart rippled like fine water.

"You..." With the cold wind, the plain white Confucian clothes were slowly raised. Yan Lu looked at the pale and transparent cheek in front of him without turning for a moment. Many doubts and distressed feelings in his heart suddenly disappeared. Can't say it.

"Me?" Zhang Liang's face became slightly paler.He knew that Yan Lu wanted to ask him why he appeared with that person, but even he didn't know the purpose of Ying Zheng's visit to Xiaoshengxian Village.

"Are you okay?" Yan Lu held back for a long time, and finally uttered these three words, but as soon as the words came out, Yan Lu regretted it. What he wanted to say was not actually these words. He wanted to ask him, why did he say that? Together with Yingzheng, why, Yingzheng...had those ambiguous but domineering actions towards him.However, every time these words rushed to his lips, he swallowed them all back.

"Okay..." Zhang Liang's eyes dodged Yan Lu's. There were too many questions in those eyes. Even if Yan Lu didn't ask him, he would have seen it, but he didn't know how to answer. Turning around, looking at the pavilion that turned around thousands of times, he said as if talking to himself: "At least I'm still alive..."

"That person didn't hurt you." Yan Lu approached Zhang Liang slowly, looked at his face carefully, it was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he couldn't help but put his hand on Zhang Liang's shoulder, forcing him to look at him and asked .

But how could there be no harm?Looking at the concerned eyes, Zhang Liang opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't know how to tell the person in front of him.What can he say? Do you want to tell him what the emperor thought about him and how many excessive things he did to him.

Do not……

The last thing he wants to tell anyone about these things is Yan Lu, this second senior brother who takes care of him and treats him well...

He was afraid that when Yan Lu found out, he would despise him, look down on him, and even hate him... Thinking that he might be alienated by Yan Lu, his heart tightened uncontrollably. Make him extremely resistant.

"Aren't I standing right in front of you right now?" Zhang Liang tried to throw away the haze in his heart, blinked mischievously, and smiled happily at Yan Lu.

"Come back this time, will you leave again?" Seeing Zhang Liang's smile, Yan Lu knew that he was trying hard to cover up, but he was unwilling to expose him. He knew Zhang Liang's stubbornness, and if he didn't want to tell him, he would be fine if he asked again to no avail.

"Leave?" Zhang Liang's mind went blank for a moment, and he murmured, "Maybe he won't leave."

Perhaps, there will be no chance to leave.

He will do everything possible to keep himself, even if it is just a corpse...

"I'm sorry..." Lifting his head slightly, Zhang Liang looked at the gentle man, thinking that he might be a burden to him and Xiao Shengxian Zhuang, so he couldn't help apologizing...

"Why do you say I'm sorry?" Yan Lu seemed to sense something was wrong with Zhang Liang, and his beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned.

"Nothing?" Seeing Yan Lu frowning at him, Zhang Liang hurriedly avoided his gaze, looked at the clear pool of water in front of him, and explained, "Shouldn't you apologize for worrying the brothers?"

"Fool..." Seeing Zhang Liang bowing his head sadly, Yan Lu couldn't help laughing, stretched out his hand, patted his head affectionately and said, "Senior brother is your relative, so you should be worried."

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(Ting Zifang is called the second senior brother for Mao Ting, imagining that a thousand pigs are incompetent... incompetent...)