The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 182

"People have their own will, and they will make different choices."

Ying Xuan took Wei Zhuang's question and continued.

"Ren Xiao, Liaoxi County, suddenly emerged at that time, like a shining star, everyone knew that he would become the ninth Marquis of the empire, but do you know why I was the one who became the ninth Marquis?"

Regarding Yingxuan's question, Wei Zhuang thought for a moment, and then expressed his opinion.

"Even if you belong to the Great Qin Dynasty, matters in the north are more important than Mount Tai in Ying Zheng's eyes. He naturally has his reasons for choosing you."

"Four years ago, His Majesty inspected Kyushu along the border, passing through the north, and held a meeting with the current Emperor Wuhou in Jiuyuan County. At that time, all the famous northern generals were present."

"The issue discussed at the time was how to calm down the Yaozu."

Yingxuan said: "At that time, Zhao Xiuke, Nei Shiteng and Wang Ben took the lead in destroying the monster clan, and then went south to Baiyue to unify Kyushu."

"And the other five Marquis Wu, as well as most of the frontier generals, believed that Baiyue should be pacified first, and then the demon clan would be wiped out."

"Although Zhao Xiuke and others lost the argument, His Majesty has no intention of letting the northern frontier troops go south."

"However, Ren Xiao secretly met with His Majesty, made a promise to pacify Baiyue in six years, and took away the elite of Liaoxi, and was later discovered by the monster spies."

Ying Xuan said: "What happened later is what you know, but it is slightly different."

"You might as well talk about it!"

Wei Zhuang asked curiously.

"It's true that the Liaodong people left the customs, but the real reason for leaving the customs is that the Marquis held a butcher's knife and forced them to go to the battlefield. The soldiers who didn't want to leave the customs all died under my butcher's knife, ten thousand people."

"After that battle, there were not one out of ten soldiers in Liaodong. Some lost their sons, some lost their husbands, and some lost their children. All the faults need to be borne by someone, so I carried 50 souls in Liaodong, and millions in Liaodong. People's resentment." Ying Xuan said.

"Speaking of which, I admire you a little."

Wei Zhuang said: "Using other people's blood and bones to forge your position as Marquis Wu, and at the same time maintain the stability of Kyushu. Even if you bear sins, you are still a person worthy of respect."

"The authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. I may understand why they hate you when they respect you."

"For so many years, even the Marquis of the Empire is not willing to deal with me, thinking that I am a cold-blooded and ruthless person, not a kind person."

A look of joy appeared on Ying Xuan's face, and he became cheerful.

"Over the years, you are the fourth person who agrees with me, so, are you willing to be my fourth friend?"

"Four, those four?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Nei Shi Teng counts as one, Lord Leyang of Western Liaoning counts as one, and Lord Xiangping of Eastern Liao counts as one." Ying Xuan replied.

"Where is Ying Zheng? Does he not understand you?" Wei Zhuang asked suspiciously.

"It should be called Your Majesty. Monarchs and ministers are monarchs and ministers. They will never be friends. The end result is friendship between monarchs and ministers, from beginning to end." Ying Xuan shook his head and said.

"Then I'll be your fourth friend!" Wei Zhuang said, "Maybe one day, I will be your only friend."

"Then it's settled!"

Ying Xuan patted Wei Zhuang on the shoulder, hooked Wei Zhuang's neck, and said with a smile: "I will treat you to drink flower wine some other day."

"In a person's life, there are four kinds of friends who are the most reliable. They went to the windows together, carried guns together, drank wine together, and prostituted together."

"Would Marquis Wu of the mighty empire be able to travel to the land of fireworks, drunk and back and forth?" Wei Zhuang said helplessly.

"To tell you the truth, I'm just a bit more vocal. There are countless beauties from the six countries in Changgehou's Mansion, but this Marquis is just commenting and has never met them."

Ying Xuan jokingly said: "So, if you fancy that woman in the mansion, you can say hello to me, and I'll send someone to take you there."

"They are all hard-working people. No matter who they are, the people sent out by this Marquis will show some face and will not embarrass them."

"Take Wang Li as an example. I gave him two beauties. Now they are Wang Li's concubine, and their status is not low. I heard that one of them is pregnant with Wang Li's child. The old Wang's family has a queen. Wang Ben owes him a lot. gave me a great favor."

Wei Zhuang snorted coldly, seeing that Ying Xuanyue's words were getting worse and worse, he simply stopped talking to Ying Xuan, and turned his head to look at the arena of the Martial Arts Academy.

"Who do you think will win?"

On the ring, Yingxuan saw that Wen Baiqiu and the third prince of the Yaozu were fighting fiercely, and the two seemed to be evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other.

"I am Marquis Wu of the Empire. Apart from betting on Wen Baiqiu, I have no other choice, and of course I will not give a choice."

"Like your character!"

, Wei Zhuang said: "I have met Wen Baiqiu before. Although it is only a dozen days since the Dongyue Jianchi incident, this person's strength is already extraordinary. Between every move and every move, there is no such frivolous feeling. A little steady, already a little murderous."

"So your answer should be the same as mine!"

On the arena, the third prince of the Yao clan was already restless. Although the man in front of him looked like a scholar, no matter how strong his attack was, he could tenaciously get up, and then became even more desperate.

Although Wen Baiqiu was in a terrible state of distress at the moment, the excitement in his heart was ready to move, and then it got out of hand.

"This level of attack is still a lot worse than Ji Mingyuan's pervert. Thanks to my rough skin and thick flesh, plus the fact that he has been tortured by Ji Mingyuan every day for more than ten days, he has already adapted to this level of attack."

Wen Baiqiu's blood was boiling right now, he felt that he had already touched that layer of obstacle avoidance.

It has been many years since he stepped into the peak of Marquis Wu, and he has been wandering in the half-stepped holy state, unable to get in. Now this barrier has finally been loosened.

His attacks were getting weaker and more flustered, and Ji Mingyuan was right. He couldn't really grow up without going through the test of life and death.

"I'm a Marquis today, whoever dares to stop me, I will destroy him!"

After the blow, Wen Baiqiu roared to the sky, and the sound resounded throughout Kyushu Academy.

In that blow just now, he had already gained the upper hand. Although it was subtle and unpredictable, for some reason, he unexpectedly clearly noticed this change.

"It's time to win!"

Wei Zhuang said lightly.

"The third prince is going to lose!"

The Saintess of Yuecheng said calmly: "Having learned this lesson, I believe he will restrain himself a little in the future."

"After all, my human race won!"

A smile hung on the corner of Yingxuan's mouth, even though Wen Baiqiu came from a powerful family, but he became famous in the human race, he is a hero of the human race.

The aura on Wen Baiqiu's body was rising steadily, and in just an instant, he broke through the Wuhou realm, and in an instant, he achieved the realm of becoming a saint.

Without the slightest fancy, and without using any martial arts, Wen Baiqiu's whole body's spiritual power gathered on his arms, and he went towards the third prince of the monster clan, intending to defeat the enemy in a battle.

The third prince of the monster clan was not to be outdone, he let out a wolf roar, and his body turned into several tall monster wolves, his whole body was dark, his hair was like needles, and his chill was awe-inspiring.

"Be brave after knowing your shame. At this time, if you fight to the death, you have half the chance of winning."

Ying Xuan let out a cry of surprise, just now, for some reason, the third prince of the monster clan also broke through to the realm of becoming a saint.

"But there is only one winner, who will it be?"

　I may be a little rushed today, and there may be a lot of questions, so please point them out in the book review area.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)