During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it may be the wish of every preacher to have a talented disciple who can inherit his legacy.

As far as Qin is concerned, it is still difficult to change.

A person's life is limited, only his thoughts and skills can be circulated in the world infinitely.

For the military strategist Zhang Han, this is the case.

There is no one else in the world who can understand sword intent so clearly like the Eighteenth Young Master.

He was literally born for the sword.

But Zhang Han understood that this young man had more than a sword in his heart.

A person who regards the sword as leisurely, but possesses the most intelligent heart of the sword, and possesses the sword intent as light as autumn clouds.So when he devotes himself to the sword, how far will he reach?

Zhang Han really wanted to know the answer.

In a way, three months later he seemed to have an answer.But Zhang Han himself couldn't tell whether it was the answer or not.

The young master has the sword to win.But his heart is on the sword, and he still lacks interest.

Zhang Han and the sword have been together for many years, which one is a fanatical swordsman and which one is a tea queen's sidekick, and the distinction is clear.

The Eighteenth Prince's sword is often like clouds and wind, ethereal and erratic, seemingly gentle and soft, but it changes in the process, but it hides thousands of murderous intentions.

Zhang Han's sword is open and closed, which is the style of a general.

But his apprentice, he really looks like a nobleman of the royal family, his sword is like an autumn moon, and he is incomparably noble.It seems that the sword of a gentleman is unpredictable, and perhaps only the dead can truly understand it.

When the sword fell on his neck, Zhang Han didn't know whether to call it pride or regret.The pride is that the master of the sky with excellent swordsmanship is his disciple, but the regret is that Zhang Han has to obey the interests of the empire more than the relationship between master and apprentice.

Your Majesty... What kind of thoughts does he have about the Young Master?

"Hu Hai... he actually performed so well?"

This remark, whether or not, has other profound meanings.

The cold wind blew through the treetops, and on the fallen flowers, a drop of bright red blood dripped down.

It was the blade that accidentally cut the skin.

Zhang Han looked complicated, "Young Master, you have won."

Jiang Chen withdrew his sword and said flatly, "I offended you, General Zhang."

Lu Yong came in a hurry to send a message, "General, Your Majesty summoned you."

"Your Majesty?" Zhang Han subconsciously glanced at Jiang Chen.But when the person in front of him carefully wiped the long sword, and heard that he was holding the sword, he handed it off peacefully, "General, go slowly."

Zhang Han had no choice but to bow back, "My lord, please stay."

……

In the whole hall, there is only Ying Zheng.

It also seems that there are many people at the same time.

In the dark flames, Zhang Han saw his gloomy expression.

……

Jiang Chen entered the hall, saw the figure sitting in front of the table, slightly raised his eyebrows, "The CRRC order."

In front of Zhao Gao was a wooden box with a strange shape. Hearing this, he raised his head, his eyes were extremely cold, but when he saw him, he smiled, "Young master."

Pale and almost gray fingertips traced the pattern on the wooden box, and said meaningfully, "I remember that in the past, the young master used to call my minister Zhao Gao, but now the CRRC government order makes Zhao Gao feel a lot alienated."

Jiang Chen was sitting in front of him, retracted his sleeves, and said, "Zhao Gao?"

Zhao Gao froze for a moment, his smile froze, as if he didn't expect him to change his words so naturally.

"Young master."

Jiang Chen rolled his eyes, "It's just that I suddenly feel that it's too rude to call people by their first names. The name of the CRRC government order is respect after all, isn't it?"

Zhao Gao paused, then smiled and said, "The young master has learned a lot from following the eldest son for more than a month."

Everyone knows what is the gift.

Jiang Chen looked at his expression, his smile remained unchanged for a long time, and he followed his words and said, "The eldest brother is indeed talented, and Hu Hai has benefited a lot."

Zhao Gao choked, no one in the world understood Hu Hai's arrogance better than him.This young master of Daqin looked innocent and innocent with a smile on his face, but he was aloof and had an extremely unruly temper.The only one who can truly be recognized by him is his own father.

Now from his mouth, he actually said that Fusu is talented.Moreover, it sounds like there is no sense of disobedience.Zhao Gao didn't understand.

Zhao Gao thought he was not a talentless person, but he taught Hu Hai for more than five years, but Hu Hai never really respected him.This point can be known from the fact that his mouth is always Zhao Gao.In the past two months, they have changed their words about the zhongche government order, but the feeling of alienation and indifference is far stronger than before.

Such a person, who has been with Fusu whom he hasn't seen in six years for less than two months, actually praises, indeed praises Fusu's talent...

Could it be that Fusu really has such a cute nature? !

Hu Hai's mind unexpectedly became elusive.Zhao Gao originally thought that he knew Hu Hai best after getting along with him for many years.

This made Zhao Gao feel that the plan became somewhat uncontrollable.The most important piece seems to be out of control in one way or another.

"...Young Master, have you ever heard a story?"

Jiang Chen raised his face slightly, showing cooperation, "Oh?"

Zhao Gao choked, and had almost no way to continue the conversation, "Wolfs in the mountains live in packs." He said, and then stopped hiding, "When the wolf king is weak in his old age, the wolf pack will produce new wolves. King. Only when young wolves fight in groups and kill all enemies can they have the right to rule the pack."

Jiang Chen's eyes fell on the strange box in front of him, not belonging to the Qin land. His fingertips interlaced rhythmically and tapped on the back of his hand, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Zhao Gao: "..."

The ruby ​​ring on his fingertip was clasped on the hidden lock of the wooden box, and also paused.

No one speaks.

The only piece of uninvited wind.

It seems that whoever speaks first loses something.

Just when Zhao Gao couldn't bear to speak, Jiang Chen said calmly, "It sounds quite interesting."

There is no further text.

Zhao Gao secretly frowned, waited for a while, and opened his mouth to ask without hearing his voice.

Jiang Chen was sitting solemnly, but with an incomprehensible smile on his face, "If the whole clan fights, wouldn't it mean that the whole clan will perish?"

Zhao Gao gritted his teeth for a while making an unreasonable assumption, but looking at those very innocent eyes, he couldn't tell for a while whether he really didn't understand or was pretending to be stupid.

Zhao Gao didn't think that after more than a month, Zhang Han, the iron face, would be full of praise, and Hu Hai, whose eyes would glow when he mentioned his name, would be less enlightened.

In terms of pretending to be stupid, he underestimated the young master.

"My lord, do you still remember this box?"

Jiang Chen looked at the strange flower on the surface of the box, which looked like a serpentine intertwined pattern, "It's not from the Great Qin Dynasty."

To be more precise, the style comes from the Wuyi clan in Chunan County.

"It's only natural that Young Master doesn't remember. Then do you remember, Young Master's mother, Mrs. Huai Yue?"

She passed away when Hu Hai was three years old.

The moon of Jianghuai.

Yingzheng set the world at the beginning, and there were many government affairs, so meeting her was just a coincidence.Wang Jian was ordered to pacify Baiyue. When the Han and Yi merged, the Hu and Yi tribes moved to Xianyang in various ways.

Huai Yue is just one of them.

At that time, Yingzheng strictly investigated the matter of officials and merchants selling foreigners. He was on the Huai River at night and rescued the daughter who fell into the water. His appearance was like a bright moon.

She is a descendant of Hu and Han on a blind date, so when they first met, they didn't suspect that she was a Hu.He was only deceived here because of his good looks.Unwilling to be a slave, this woman escaped at night, and with many soldiers behind her, she decided to die.

Ying Zheng used her as a clue to make a breakthrough in the human trafficking case.Since then, she settled in Xianyang Palace.Yingzheng named her Huaiyue because she could not understand the language.

However, the emperor's heart is changeable.

Huaiyue withered in the deep palace, from beginning to end, but only three years.

Therefore, Hu Hai's impression of her is only the image of a great emperor in the mouth of the woman who is walking far away in front of the window.

"Mother, what is Emperor Father?"

"Hai'er's father? That is a great king."

"The king?" Hu Hai didn't understand, so he just repeated it, and then asked her seriously, "Why didn't the father come to see me? Is it because Hai'er is not good?"

"No. Haier, hero, there are always many things to deal with."

"Oh……"

……

The first part of the memory flashed through his mind with a vague feeling of incomprehensible words. Jiang Chen's long silence finally made Zhao Gao laugh, "The battle of wolves is not only among the young wolves. All the feelings for the wolf king Anyone who is interested will start a war."

Whether interested in the position of the wolf king or in his people.

Ying Zheng.He and his throne are both theirs, and they can't catch up.

Jiang Chen glanced at him.In this way, Huaiyue's death has other meanings?

Zhao Gao's ring turned slightly, and it was buckled on the snake's eye on the wooden box. Turning slightly, it revealed an old wooden hairpin, which looked like a letter of death.

Jiang Chen didn't show any excitement either.

The purple sandalwood hairpin glowed with a warm shimmer.Apparently the owner often rubbed it with his hands, so that the wood surface can form such a soft and delicate light.

"My son, what's the matter? Are you afraid?"

"..." Jiang Chen said nothing, with a heavy look on his face.

"But is it unbearable because of the foreseeable truth?" Zhao Gao said coldly, "Young Master Fusu... If I say that his mother is related to the death of Young Master's mother?"

Jiang Chen picked up the wooden hairpin, "Really? I'll believe what you said?"

The tone is flat.

Zhao Gao has to say that his calm expression of hiding his murderous intent with a smile is really admirable.But he keenly saw that Hu Hai's fingertips trembled slightly, but he used the action of picking up the wooden hairpin to hang down his sleeves to cover it up. "Yes. Young Master does not believe what Zhao Gao said, but you can also check it yourself."

He immediately heard Hu Hai's incomparably cold response, "Get out."

Zhao Gao frowned slightly, put on a worried look, and sighed, "Young master, you...you must put the overall situation first. I will leave."

Seeing Hu Hai's hand reaching into the wooden box, Feng La's bamboo tube has been picked up.

click, click.

The footsteps went away.

Jiang Chen removed the wax seal, took out the yellowed letter paper, dutifully scanned the entire document, put the letter wooden hairpin, and a faint, careless smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Haier, I hope to avenge my mother.

Really touching mother-child love.

So Fusu's mother is dead, who else should Hu Hai seek for revenge?

oh.Fu Su?

The stationery that has been stored for eight years is just a little yellowed.A woman who grew up in Hudi, she didn't understand the language when she first came, but she was able to write a good Qin Zhuan in three years.

Is she talented, or does he look easy to fool?

It's touching.

It's a pity that there is no Huaiyue in the world, and there is no Hu Hai anymore.

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