I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 92
Midsummer's night is extraordinarily peaceful as stagnant water.

Holding a lonely lamp, Li Yue walked into a small turret in Li's mansion through the shade of lush branches.

"crunch--"

The old small turret was still shaking when she stepped on the stairs. She only concentrated on looking at the road under her feet, as if she had already merged into the night of the stagnant water, and she didn't even notice that the thorns had snagged the hem of her clothes.

"Gollum—"

After going upstairs, the wine bottle rolled down at her feet, Li Yue stopped and bent down to pick it up.

Han Fei, smelling of alcohol, was sitting with his back against the wall. The purple cloth that was difficult to buy in Xianyang cloth shop was loosely draped over his shoulders. He rested one hand on his bent knee, revealing his slender neck and the end of his eyes. Looking down at her, "You are here."

Li Yue blew out the solitary lamp, touched the round lamp handle, and put it aside properly.

She got straight to the point: "Take the ice jade you gave me, and went to see Little Master Peach, but I didn't see it."

Han Fei nodded: "Thank you."

"I didn't see it, why did you thank me?"

He put his hand on his knee down, and touched the ground lightly with his fingertips. After a long time, he raised his hand to straighten the wrinkled skirt of his haircut, and said with a light smile, "It's not her who I want to see. If I don't see it, I do."

Li Yue didn't understand: "Why?"

"because--"

With a "swish", he suddenly tore open the dagger at his waist, and threw a sharp arc in mid-air with the broken silk sash, and the cold light flickered.

Li Yue's eyes widened before he could react, when he heard the sound of flesh and blood puffing from his back.Warm blood splashed onto the back of her neck, and she felt trembling all over her body, and she collapsed uncontrollably, "You—"

"Niece, don't you know you've been followed?"

He leaned over to support her calmly, and Li Yue could even feel the tight muscles on his arms, and the scent of Korean nobles on his body, and Han Fei raised his sharp chin towards her, "Be careful." some."

Li Yue suppressed her composure, and her chest rose and fell several times. In this dark turret, she dared not turn her head to look at the dead body on the ground, "I was followed?"

"Maybe." Han Fei stretched his wrist and pulled out the dagger from the dead maid. He asked dully, "You must be very afraid of the dead."

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She said nothing.

"Or, I didn't expect Han to kill a commoner." He raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Li Yue remained silent, only clenched his sleeves tightly.

"You blame Han for killing? Heh, even if Han doesn't kill her, your father." Between Han Fei's lips and teeth, there was a faint suddenness, "Your father will kill her."

"It seems that you are no different." Li Yue said.

"En." He carefully wiped the warm blood on the dagger, and looked sideways at her. There was no fluctuation on that face, and even with a ruler to measure it, there was no emotion revealed.

Looking away, Han Fei said again: "It's still in the girl's heart that she thinks that Han is different from others?"

"I thought you were an unforgettable gentleman in Deyin, it seems."

"Gentlemen come out of troubled times, Miss Yue thinks everything too simply." His voice was lowered, just like the cold moon outside, extremely desolate.

All Li Yue's words seemed to be blocked by his tongue, his cheeks were tense, his eyes were dark looking at the night outside the window, "You have been exposed, this turret cannot stay, where are you going from now on?"

"Then stand up, Han didn't want to hide for the rest of his life." Han Fei walked over and opened the window, the cool moonlight blew his purple robe, and the long shadow on the ground was so black that even he The outline of is also beginning to shake.

"Boom, boom, boom—" "Boom, boom—"

There seemed to be countless footsteps rushing towards here from the turret. Li Yue panicked and hurriedly approached the window, only to see the densely packed men in black holding up their spears, and quickly divided into three ways to block the back road here.

"Hurry up, don't let the Han thief run away."

"No wonder we searched for so long, but we didn't find the butt shadow. It turned out to be hiding here, bah, old thief Han!"

Subconsciously, she was about to close the window tightly and flee downwards. Han Fei's big hand with strong bones held down all her movements, and looking at his plain and calm eyes, Li Yue calmed down inexplicably, "Aren't we going to run away? "

"Enough of escaping." He looked at the moonlight, as if looking at everything under the sky, "The motherland abandoned me like a shoe, like a rat in the toilet, like a panicked house dog. If you can't relax, you won't get paid."

"But Han Fei, he has no choice but to be as sincere as the bright moon."

He stood round and round, the bright moonlight shone on him, he only turned around, his back was not facing the narrow turret, but the vast sky, he stretched out one hand to wrap around Li Yuedao's slender waist, Li Yue hadn't come yet Exclamation, there is no time to care about this exaggerated, crazy and blurred night, the scream in the throat is suppressed and cannot be spit out.

I saw the man below him looking at her intently, and threw the sky of the turret down again. The man's pupils were extremely deep and black, as if something was about to pounce out of it.

"Han Fei, you're crazy!"

Lie Kuangfeng brushed away the hair from Li Yue's ears. Her expression was panicked and lost, but Han Fei had a specious smile, "Fei Mou, it's always been like this."

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"Ran?!"

Li Si was furious, his withered face turned livid with anger.

Under the dim oil lamp, there were rows of black-clothed private guards kneeling in front of him with their heads hanging down. He was walking on thin ice and was struggling. He shouldn't have made such a big move, but Han Fei, Han Fei, the resourceful Han Fei, could do it in Jixia The demagogic and calculating Han Fei, if he is appreciated by the king of Qin who is eager for talents.

Li Si's eyes were like poisoned reminders.

How can he have the position of Cai Xiaoli, who came from a humble background and has no foundation in other countries?

In Jixia, he was not as good as he was because of his inferior position and inappropriateness, so he was constrained by his reputation everywhere, but now he is the Great Qin Tingwei, a confidant of the Qin Kingdom, is it possible that he will die and wait for this day to come?
Li Si's eyelids suddenly twitched, and the veins on the back of his hand and forehead popped up: "Call the death guard from the great wizard, and hunt down Han Fei with all our strength!"

Someone below said hesitantly: "But Ting Wei, the eldest girl is still in Han Fei's hands."

"Yeah, what should we do?"

Li Si gritted his teeth fiercely, but the lingering family affection suppressed his rationality, "Catch alive...everyone is alive."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

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After several months of running away without sleep, Han Fei and Li Yue could only temporarily rest in the Yin alley due to the interrogation of the city gate. Among the hustle and bustle of the crowd, there are uneven tables and stools, and a bowl with a hole in it.

He was swallowing the lump soup in the bowl.

Li Yue's face was pale. Seeing the Korean prince condescending, he said, "I used to endure hardships, why you?"

"Then why did the niece escape with Han? Why didn't she report Han." He asked her back.

"I"

Putting down the bowl, Han Fei said lightly, "My niece, those who are not full of chaff don't eat sorghum meat, and those who can't finish browning don't wait for wenxiu."

Li Yue didn't expect him to be so evasive, turned his head and said, "You better stop calling me niece."

Although he was studying in Jixia with her father, he was a senior brother, but he was not much older than her, so it was extremely awkward to call him that.

Han Fei was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't ask why, he just said, "Okay."

Several beggars in ragged clothes and bare feet ran by, and there was a pungent smell of sweat in the scorching weather. Li Yue didn't feel anything, and even felt relieved. Swallowing his lower abdomen fishy, ​​sweat poured out of his lower abdomen like rain.

Why did she risk her life to accompany this wanted criminal in Qin? I'm afraid that only she——Li Yue—knows the answer.

After a short period of food and clothing, Han Fei lifted the short sword on the table with one hand and held it in his hand. Li Yue struggled to follow behind him. She looked at the sweat stains on his shoulder blades, as if it was raining in the evening.

Such a tall and straight figure is particularly eye-catching in the flow of people passing by.

Li Yue thought to himself.

To be able to lead her to avoid the pursuit of her father's guards, in addition to being extraordinary in skill, I am afraid that she is also unparalleled in wisdom.

If he and his father are on the same stage, if his father wins
Unknowingly walking to the bottom of the wall, Han Fei looked sideways at him. The clear silhouette seemed to have immediately stuffed a handful of snow into Li Yue's chest. He stepped over and embraced her with muscular arms, without any hesitation. The omen is another whirlwind.

"arrive."

Before he could react, Li Yue only felt that his fingertips were sore. He was in his arms, still pinching his arms tightly. Before his pupils could spread, he heard the sound of a long sword piercing the air from his back .

"brush--"

This is a spacious training field with sparse vegetation and sand and gravel blown up by the wind. A man in coarse cloth is raising a single sword. The sword walks among the dragons, and it is already resting on Han Feidao's neck. , The seemingly inadvertent sword, brought about a sharp sound that pierced through the air, but it was difficult for thousands of troops to resist.

This man, who is dressed in commoner clothes but can hardly hide the dragon and phoenix among others, is none other than Meng Yi, the general of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Meng Yi raised his eyebrows, and looked at Han Fei with sharp eyes: "Farewell to Jixia, don't come here without any problems."

Han Fei took his time, "Brother Meng."

The two are both students of Jixia, and they have been separated for many years, but one general and the other escaped from prison.

With such a disparity in status, Han Fei was not embarrassed, but rather relaxed, and said, "Cangshan Yuelan, you have taken it for two full months."

Li Yue looked down and saw that Meng Yi's sword was picking up a dried flower string, which was woven with rattan and grass, which was almost the same Cangshan Yuelan that Han Fei handed to his father.

Meng Yi's expression did not change, his eyes swept over her, and the tip of his sword shifted a little: "Li Tingwei is going to chase you down, so you flee with his eldest daughter, a dignified Korean son, a person with a clear and bright reputation, and a prosperous reputation in the six countries , I would not have known when you were so private."

Han Fei chuckled at the uprightness of the young general, put down the man in his arms and asked Li Yue: "Li Tingwei has always been on good terms with the Meng family, but you are talking about the girl that Han is coercing?"

Li Yue clenched her fingers tightly.

It was she who insisted on following up.

She looked at the frowning fiancé, then at the relaxed Han Fei, and said, "It's me who insists on following, don't blame Mr. Han."

Han Fei lazily sat down on the ground: "I've made it clear, it's alright for a brother who has traveled thousands of miles to ask for a drink of saliva, right?"

There was nothing unusual about Meng Yi's resolute face, he turned around and picked up the earthen pots for his parents and children to fetch water for them. After Han Fei and Li Yue drank back and forth, Meng Yi straight to the point: "This matter involves a lot of trouble, please let Li Yue Girl go to the cool room and wait."

Li Yue nodded, took a deep look at them, and turned to leave.

Holding the sword, Han Fei walked to the shade of an old tree, and sat down with his back against the big tree. The cool breeze blew his stubble, which he hadn't groomed well for months, and he looked a bit slumped.

"Your Han Feizi is not bad. The King of Qin cherishes talents, and I hope to see you."

"Han knows."

"After entering the Qin Dynasty, you must not mention Han's intentions, otherwise the general will not be able to keep you."

Han Fei raised his head with all his strength, opened his mouth and slowed down his voice: "Junior brother, how about Daqin to you?"

"As fate." Without waiting for Meng Yi to answer, he said to himself, "Han Zai, Han Feizai."

"...According to King Qin's nature, I will not let you get what you want. Even if you are resourceful, I am afraid that the building will collapse, and you will lose your sheep by going astray, and it will be difficult to recover."

There was a sudden rustling of leaves.

Han Fei raised his head to look at him again, and there was something in his eyes that seemed to bring out his blood and flesh on the blade of a sword, bringing out his soul that had been severely wounded, "To enter Qin and save Han, you must die nine times without regret."

Meng Yi's expression changed slightly.

Just for a moment, he lowered his eyes slightly, with a normal expression, "Brother Meng, remembering Jixia, the teacher took this piece of Cangshan Yuelan and went out to practice for us."

"Yes."

Meng Yi's arms hanging by his side were slightly tense.

There seemed to be thousands of thoughts floating around, like vines growing endlessly after the wind passed, but no one opened their mouths.

Han Fei took out a lacquered red Xun from his chest, and played it near his mouth, "Heaven's movement is permanent, it doesn't exist for Yao, and it doesn't perish for Jie. , the wind and the rain are bountiful. Dry plowing hurts the crops, the farms lose filth, and the government loses the people. The fields are dirty and the crops are evil, the rich and the people are hungry, the roads are dead, and the husband is called a demon.”

The wind blew the noise of the leaves, and Meng Yi's shoulders were gradually covered with dead leaves.

And the melodious and sobbing tones floated through the earthen wall, revealing the time when there was no school, Lanling wine, Cangshan orchid, fighting wine parties, and talking about poetry.

Meng Yi was silent for a long time, holding the flower string in his hand, sighed and said: "I will introduce Brother Han to King Qin, but the rest has nothing to do with me, Meng."

Seeing this former classmate, he is still so tough.

"It's not time yet, Han just came to say goodbye." Han Fei's lips curled slightly, wiped the Xun slowly, and said, "After all, Miss Li is too young, too immature, and too high-spirited." , you send her back to the Li Mansion first, and Han is waiting to drink your wedding wine."

Meng Yi asked: "Then what about you?"

"The sky is high and the clouds are broad, and we will always meet in the future."

The two talked, and gradually drifted away.

Unexpectedly, a fox and a beaver on the tree listened to their conversation.

Baitao originally wanted to see what the young master Fei who deceived Zheng Guo looked like, but she didn't expect to see what happened, so she curled her lips and said, "It's really grown up, I can pretend to be tight, just use that Miss Li, that's all. He even tricked little general Meng into risking his life to recommend him, and if anything about Chun Han is involved, he might be entangled in rumors and tricks, but little general Meng would rather not have a family with a good reputation."

Zheng Guo, who was lying on his stomach next to him, had steamed bead strings on his fair face.

He was really hot enough, but he still held his breath and said, "Mr. Han, he, he, he is still very kind."

"Good?"

Baitao Fox flicked his tail, and directly blasted a red-tailed flower in mid-air, then turned over and jumped to the opposite branch, "Give me a flower, and the second son of the Meng family will stand by him, even the Qingyu of the Meng family will be ignored." , let me say a few more nice words to coax Meng Yi into being so fascinated that he can't find his way, can't you see it? Where did you see how kind he looks?"

Two drops of sweat dripped from Zheng Guo's forehead, and he said, "Well, he used to always protect me."

"The past is the past, and the future is the future. We goblins value friendship, but humans don't." With the tip of her tail drooping, she said coldly, "Don't even think about it. Poison, if I didn’t tell the jailer to send you a few pots of leaves, medicine and bedding after waking up, and also sent you a bottle of poison, and said a few inciting words, would you think I was kind? "

"meeting."

Baitao: "??"

"My aunt was the one who caused you to be seriously injured." He puffed up his cheeks, looking like a doormat, "My aunt wanted to kill me with medicine, and she should."

Baitao: "."

It's really a hangman asking for debts, and he deserves it.

Grinding her paws, Baitao really felt that she owed him, not only to redeem him from the prison and restore his upright status, but also to take care of the follow-up mess. The key is that this stupid beaver was cheated If you want to help the number of gold.

She took a deep breath of demonic energy: "If Han Fei has the intention of keeping Han, he will have to die. Relying on him alone to keep him is no less than a mayfly shaking a tree, and it will be difficult to reach the sky. When this day really comes, will you protect Han Fei? Save your canals."

After finishing speaking, Baitao stood on the branch of the tree and looked at him silently.

Zheng Guo, the beaver, didn't know whether it was hot enough or tangled enough, his cheeks were flushed, his eyelashes blinked twice, and tears lingered in his eyes. He whispered: "May I choose Mr. Han first?"

"!" Baitao gritted his teeth, wishing he could boil a pot of water and drink his stew.

He only heard the gasbag cover his forehead and said, "It costs money to build rivers and canals, and now there is a severe drought, and there was no harvest in the fields last year. The Daqin treasury is about to fail, and the canals can't be repaired, so I can only protect my son first. You can’t keep everything safe.”

Baitao was stunned.

This thing has never been heard of.

"You mean, there is no money to build canals?"

"Yeah, your majesty is also very worried about this." He lowered his paws and said, "The protection of the river canal requires money, but Mr. Bao does not want money. When the time comes, I will knock him out and throw him into a deep mountain and old forest, away from the world, so naturally he will not." I will be full of thoughts about coming to Qin Fu to die, and I can still see him when he is old, which is also a good result."

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what with what.

She flicked her tail, and looked at him with foxy eyes, "It's a simple idea, it's a waste of time to live such a big age, with only long hair but no growth, it's really naive."

Zheng Guo, who was abandoned on the tree cover, hugged his big tail tightly in grievance, "Hey."

It just lived for several hundred years, so how old is it.

(End of this chapter)