Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

Zhao Gao's life has been very difficult recently, and he looks disheartened every time he appears in front of everyone.Li Si kindly didn't laugh at him, because his situation was the same, but he was luckier than Zhao Gao, not having to face Ying Zheng's dark face every day.

Unlucky with Zhao Gao, there is also the master of the Yin Yang family of the empire. Ever since Zhang Liang was poisoned, Ying Zheng sent someone to drag His Excellency Dong Huang to Sang Hai.

Everyone was helpless, and all the accompanying imperial physicians were beheaded by Ying Zheng. When the last imperial physician was ordered to be hacked to pieces, Zhao Gao kept shaking his head every time he saw Ying Zheng.But fortunately, with the protection of the emperor, just when Ying Zheng was sullen and was about to vent his anger on him, His Excellency Donghuang, who killed a thousand swords, finally appeared.

However, the appearance of Master Guoshi only gave Yingzheng one more target to vent his anger on.Because these seven unique Gus are the secrets of the royal family of Shushan, even if the Yin Yang family had secretly learned seven or eight out of ten of them in Shushan, but these seven unique Gus are none other than seven or eight out of ten unique skills.

Zhang Liang's aura became weaker day by day, and the time to wake up became shorter day by day.

The plain snow fell on the ground again. When Zhang Liang woke up, Ying Zheng was already so tired that he fell asleep beside his bed. The wind outside the window whizzed past the eaves.

He has been in a coma for seven days and seven nights. Every day, he would wake up briefly, but quickly fell into darkness.Every time he woke up, he saw a face looking at him with sadness, pain, mixed with anger and reluctance, motionless.

Has that person been guarding him like this?

Slowly lowering his eyes, looking at the cheek that couldn't help frowning even in the dream, there was a gleam of water in his eyes.

This is... tears?

Touching the cold drops of water on the back of his hand in shock, Zhang Liang couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.He never thought that this person would be sad and cry, let alone that his tears would fall for him.

The hegemony of the empire, the achievement of fame and fame, this king is holding the lives of the people in the world, standing on the top of the high mountain, looking down on the world lonely.

He... Should he try to believe what he said... Perhaps, this person is really in love with him.

But... what about his hatred, his home country, his relatives?

Closing his eyes, Zhang Liang seemed to see his clansmen standing beside the bed dripping with blood, asking him to take revenge and kill the tyrant, not only for himself, but also for the people of the world.

"I'm sorry..." Gently, with these three words in his mouth, Zhang Liang slowly pulled away the hand held by Ying Zheng, but he still couldn't let himself let go of these hatreds.

"You're awake..." Ying Zheng stayed by Zhang Liang's bed for many days. He couldn't eat or sleep well, and his face was already haggard. Today, he couldn't stand it any longer and took a nap by Zhang Liang's bed. , but didn't want to fall asleep.

"You..." Zhang Liang originally wanted Ying Zheng not to do this, but as soon as the words came out, his throat became hoarse and he coughed.

"Don't talk." Ying Zheng hurriedly fetched water, fed it to his mouth, and carefully helped him sit up.

"I... want to go, little... Shengxian Village." After drinking water, Zhang Liang's throat improved slightly. Although he was still hoarse, he could at least make a sound.

"Okay, I'll accompany you tomorrow." Seeing Zhang Liang's paler face than Xue's, Ying Zheng felt as if he had been stabbed by a knife, causing sharp pain.

Li Si said that the traitors of the Mohist family should deliberately keep Huating alive for the purpose of assassinating him, so they chose the insidious trick of Qijue Gu, but what he didn't expect was that Ying Zheng was not poisoned, but Zhang Zhang was killed. good.

Huating had already woken up from a coma, but was manipulated by Huo Meishu. When he saw Ying Zheng, he clamored to kill him.Ying Zheng hated her very much, but he also knew that she was cursed by others, and he had to lock her in the dungeon of the general's mansion until the national teacher arrived in Songhai City to break the spell for her.

Mohist rebels were killed and wounded during the empire's siege, but in the end, they were still allowed to escape.Because of this incident, Meng Tian was ordered by Ying Zheng to be imprisoned in a dungeon and to be whipped as a punishment.

The light white snow slowly falls to the world.Zhang Liang's whole body was wrapped up thickly by Ying Zheng, and he set off from the General's Mansion to Xiaoshengxian Village.

Sanghai City was surrounded by martial law, and there were very few pedestrians on the street. When they saw the garrison following a carriage, the pedestrians hid quickly, and disappeared completely within a short while.

When Ying Zheng brought Zhang Liang to Xiaoshengxianzhuang, only Fu Nian and Yan Lu came out to greet him.Zhang Liang was still unconscious, and was wrapped in a snow-white fox down quilt by Ying Zheng.

Yan Lu couldn't see Zhang Liang's appearance, but he must have a bad complexion. Although he knew it was his own fault, he couldn't hide the pity in his heart. Looking up, seeing the concerned expression in his eyes, I couldn't help but said softly in my heart: "When he wakes up, let's talk to him."

"Here..." Bossing his hands respectfully, Yan Lu lowered his eyelids, unwilling to be looked directly at by the emperor.

In front of Zhang Liang's house is a large green bamboo forest, even though it is the season of snowfall, it still stands proudly.Just like Zhang Liang's figure, slender, but tall and straight, with a dignified demeanor, blooming in the snow.

The bright red palace lanterns were lit all the way, and when Zhang Liang woke up again, he was already in Xiaoshengxianzhuang. Those old scenes, when he saw him again, seemed like a lifetime away.

The cold snow does not hide the coming time, and the bleak wind waits for dawn...

Singing this line carefully, Zhang Liang smiled wryly as he watched the palace lanterns outside the house showing traces of falling snow.

"You're awake..." Qing Qing's voice suddenly turned from far to near, looking at the person with extremely gentle eyes, Zhang Liang smiled faintly and said, "Wake up..."

"You don't care about your body like this, you..." Looking at Zhang Liang's pale face, Yan Lu couldn't help complaining, but when he met his eyes, he couldn't say those reprimanding words Come.

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Liang wanted to say too much...Thousands of words, but he could only say these three words.

Although Sanghai Xiaoshengxian Village is only one branch of Confucianism, it is also the most famous.From the beginning of the layout, Zhang Liang thought that one day, Xiaoshengxianzhuang might be harmed, which is why he was reluctant to act.Until that day when he went back to Xiaoshengxian Village, Yan Lu told him that Uncle Xun asked him to pass on a saying that prosperity must decline.Since it is sooner or later, why care about whether it is sooner or later.

It is time for Confucianism to restrain its edge in this era, but there are still many people who can't figure it out...

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That phrase is fabricated...