Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1291 On the eve of return
  As he spoke of longing, the expression on Fusu's face was cold and indifferent.

Unless he was in front of Gu Xun, Fusu's emotions were very restrained, either with a warm smile or an expressionless face.

The former means that he is in a good mood, and the latter means that he is in a bad mood - of course, this is just the attitude he expresses to outsiders, and the actual mood is another matter.

What Fusu did was basically imitating his father, but he didn't just copy it completely - Ying Zheng only had one mode, and that was expressionless.

Although Gu Xun felt that Fusu was a little tired holding it like this, but because he insisted, it was... okay.

The feudal emperor was far away from the people and did not need too much emotion to show his closeness to the people.

Similarly, there should be a tacit estrangement between you and your ministers. There is no need to show off a good face, and loyalty cannot be bought by smiling.

Maintaining dignity is more or less effective in governing.

Meng Tian was a popular person around Ying Zheng, so he was naturally very familiar with his emperor's style, and he also understood Fusu's upright attitude.

In short, the attitude of the Lord is someone else's business. As a subordinate, he must be perfect.

Hearing what Fusu said, he immediately said:
  "If Your Highness is interested, I will arrange the visit right now."

"It's not urgent, I have my own arrangements." Fusu waved his hand and shook his head.

"Then... Your Highness wants to go directly to the General's Mansion to stay and rest?" Meng Tian stopped and immediately changed his question to ask about the itinerary.

Fusu shook his head again, "Don't be in a hurry to rest. Is the teacher in the city at this time? I want to see the teacher first."

"National Division?"

Meng Tian replied with an expression of embarrassment, "This... the specific whereabouts of the Imperial Preceptor is unknown to me. If Your Highness doesn't mind, I can take you to the Imperial Preceptor's residence first to see if he is at home at this time."

"Teacher doesn't live in the General's Mansion?"

"No." Meng Tian shook his head, "The Imperial Master said he liked peace and quiet, so he found a small courtyard to stay alone."

When Fusu heard this, he knew that this was definitely not the reason why his teacher chose to live alone, but...it didn't matter what happened to this kind of thing. If he wanted to know, he would mention it again when we met later:
  "Well...just do what General Meng said."

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"You haven't seen anyone all morning, what have you been doing?"

On the streets of Songhai City, Tianming and Shaoyu brothers were strolling arm in arm. Shaoyu remembered that he had not seen Tianming in the morning, so he asked.

"Hi, I left the city in the morning and took Master Xun to a m...hiss!"

In the middle of Tianming's words, he suddenly gasped because Shaoyu pinched the soft flesh of his waist hard.

Tian Ming opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw Shao Yu staring with a warning look on his face, he held it back.

He reacted, it was the other party reminding him.

Tianming had no choice but to grimace and resume the topic, "...I went to the village."

The village refers to the stronghold outside the city.

"Why!?" Shao Yu, who had no idea about Zhang Liang's plan, was confused. He was not an idiot like Tian Ming, and he knew the current situation of the Mo family very well.

Given the current situation, is it really appropriate to rashly lead Confucian people into the stronghold?

"How do I know!" Tian Ming, who had suffered a loss, rolled his eyes and replied angrily, "I'm not the third master yet, but he asked me to take people there inexplicably, and said it was to treat patients, but according to... there is no disease in the village. Are you suffering? Isn’t uncle’s injury almost healed?” ˆ ˆ ˆ “And I fell asleep for no reason later... They all said that I stayed up late recently and was too tired!”

Tian Ming defended himself angrily, "I haven't stayed up late recently! If I am really overtired, the responsibility should also be placed on Third Master and Fatty Ding!"

"Treatment..." Unlike Tianming who was in this mountain and was deliberately concealed, Shao Yu recalled the health status of the Mo family members in the entire stronghold and immediately thought of who was most likely to need treatment.

After thinking about it, it seemed that only Tianming, who had experienced physical abnormalities, was the most suspicious.

If he was suffering from some intractable disease that even Duan Murong, the medical fairy of Jinghu Lake, could not cure, it would be reasonable to seek help from Master Xun, the most knowledgeable person in the world.

Tianming is a giant, and for him, even taking certain risks is worth it - this can also explain Shaoyu's previous doubts.

It was also for treatment that he fainted. It was obvious that Gao Jianli and others did not want Tianming to know that there was something wrong with his body.

After making this guess, Shaoyu immediately looked at Tianming with hidden eyes, his eyes full of worry, and he was muttering in his heart.

I don’t know if this silly boy’s illness is cured or not?

Master Xun and Duan Murong, the two great masters serve him alone, so it’s not like he’s still in trouble, right?

Having said that, Shao Yu still felt unsure.

On the contrary, Tianming himself was clueless and heartless, just looking around to watch the excitement.

Shaoyu sighed secretly in his heart, but did not show anything wrong and turned to other topics:
  "Tianming, let me tell you, the city has become more and more dangerous recently. You must remember to be careful and don't make the same mistake again!"

The mistake just now refers to Tianming almost speaking openly and openly about the Mo family's stronghold.

Although the streets are bustling with people and the noise is generally difficult to hear even for people who are very close, you can't gamble on this kind of thing.

"I know, I know!" Tianming responded impatiently and perfunctorily.

He knew that what Shaoyu said was true, but few people liked to be lectured by others, let alone by their peers.

There are so many ordinary people on the street. How many of them would really pay attention to a wanted reward?

The daydream of getting rich overnight is a bit of a luxury for people who are barely surviving.

"Young man, don't worry, the situation is different now." Seeing this, Shao Yu had to remind him a few more words, "Do you think the people coming and going in this city are ordinary people?"

"This...isn't it?" Tian Ming looked blankly at the streets with people coming and going.

Aren’t these just ordinary people?

There is no army and no killers.

"Look at those people." Shao Yu rolled his eyes, then lowered his voice and pointed vaguely at a few people on the street.

"Let's take a look...those ones, what's wrong?" Tianming looked around for a long time before finally finding the right person, but he couldn't see any problems.

But Shao Yu stretched out his hand and pulled Tian Ming, changed the direction, and reminded at the same time, "Keep your voice down, don't be noticed!"

"As for..." Tian Ming muttered.

"Hey!" Shao Yu curled his lips, tilted his head and whispered, "Don't underestimate those people. Judging from their body shape, gait, and sensitivity to the surrounding environment, they are definitely not good friends, or they are disguised A military master in disguise, or an elite killer in disguise!"

(End of this chapter)