Daqin: Dragon Ancestor Asked Me to Be a Chess Player and Play the World

Han Xu's eyes moved upward, his eyes were far away, looking into the distance.

"Hundreds of schools of thought, the remnants of the six kingdoms, how will you choose this time?"

"Come, or not?"

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As the messengers traveled across the great Qin Jiangshan, the hundreds of schools of thought and the major forces all received orders from Qin Shi Huang!

"The national teacher prays for rain for the common people in the world to sacrifice to the sky, please go to Xianyang to observe the ceremony together."

In a short sentence, the number of words can be counted.

But it made all the masters and the major forces fall into hesitation and contemplation.

Mojia.

Inside the city with dark walls.

The City Lord's Mansion, which is full of layers of institutions, is in the hall.

All the high-level Mo family gathered here.

Someone said, "What should I do? To go or not to go?"

"Sacrificing to the sky and praying for rain, I think praying for rain is fake, it's true to lie to us in the past."

"Anyway, I don't believe in praying for rain. If I can really pray for rain, why hasn't a drop of rain fallen for three consecutive years?"

"Yes, I think this is a trap, a trap that Ying Zheng deliberately led us to go to, we must not go!"

Mohist high-level discussions continued.

At this time, the head of the Mo family, who was sitting at the top, spoke slowly and said, "Does anyone know about this national teacher?"

The top Mo family members were stunned for a moment. They looked at me, I looked at you, and immediately shook their heads.

Someone said: "It is said that this national teacher is very young, but only twenty years old. What kind of skills can such a young person have? I think that Ying Zheng is also in a daze, and even let a twenty-year-old doll be the national teacher. This is for fear that Da Qin will not perish!"

"This Han Xu has never had any fame before, so no one knows his details, but he is a disciple of Guiguzi, so he should have some skills."

"What ability can he have? His age is there, he is not deep in the world, and he has little experience. It's just a matter of paper."

"It is said that Han Xu advocated for the rain this time. I think he just wanted to show it, but he is still too young, and he never imagined how it would hit him if he failed to pray for rain."

Everyone, every word you say, doesn't pay much attention to this young fledgling national teacher.

The head of the Mo family listened to everyone's words, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Although Ying Zheng is cruel, he is not so foolish as to find anyone who can be the national teacher."

Everyone was startled and asked tentatively, "What do you mean?"

"Using all resources to find out the details of Han Xu."

"As for Xianyang...the Mo family won't go without a gentleman standing under a dangerous wall."

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Onmyoji headquarters.

In an attic between fantasy and reality.

The Venerable Yin-Yang family said slowly: "The national teacher prays for rain, Xianyang will definitely meet the situation, and my Yin-Yang family wants to rise in troubled times, so I can't be absent."

"But that national teacher, Han Xu... I haven't figured out his details. This person is too dangerous."

Everyone in the Yin Yang family couldn't help but recall the scene when the cold snort that day directly shattered the Venerable's magic weapon.

This made them awe-inspiring, and they all agreed with the words of His Holiness.

"So, I can't go to Xianyang rashly before I figure out his real situation to avoid accidents."

The eyes of the Venerable Yin Yang family flickered, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Spica, you take someone to Xianyang to participate in this rain prayer."

The Venerable Yin Yang family sat down, and Jiaoju, one of the seven places of Canglong, slowly got up.

He was wearing a black robe, and his whole body was hidden in the black robe, so that people could not see his appearance.

I only heard a dull voice like a dull thunder: "Here."

At this time, someone asked: "Venerable sir, can the national teacher really succeed in praying for rain?"

The Venerable Yin Yang Family said lightly: "The saint is still unable to control the sky, do you think he surpasses the saint?"

Everyone in the Yin Yang family stopped talking.

The Venerable looked at Spica, and said, "Don't act rashly, but if you have the opportunity, you should do it."

"I just made a divination this time to pray for the rain. The probability is very low, so it will basically fail. Once it fails, Daqin's reputation will be damaged. You can find a way to stir up the situation."

"The chaos, let's start this time."

Jiaoju didn't say much, and a dull voice came out: "Here."

The Venerable Yin-Yang family said slowly: "The world is in chaos, Yin-Yang is prosperous, or my Yin-Yang family can become a Yin-Yang Empire."

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"Ok?"

Heavenly Secret Pavilion, on the Qunxing stage.

Han Xu, who was tasting wine, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's not enough to lose money after eating once, and you dare to fortune tell me about things related to me?"

"If that's the case, then I'll give you a wrong secret. I'll see what you will do."

He waved his hand, and the Tianji Pavilion suddenly flashed.

The real future is hidden.

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PS: This article is not a colleague. It is a historical Daqin with a high military value. The scholars and hundreds of schools use the historical figures they can find as much as possible. I hope everyone knows.

Everyone's support makes the author Jun full of motivation. The author Jun is working hard to code words. The major forces gathered in Xianyang, the wind and clouds will meet, and the drama officially kicks off! *

Chapter 4 is constantly being laid out! ([-] more!)

Confucian Holy Land.

The contemporary head of Confucianism, Fu Sheng, came to the Holy Land and found the half-sage Xunzi.

"The national teacher Han Xu is going to pray for rain for the common people to sacrifice to the sky. The first emperor asked me to wait and watch the ceremony, should I go?"

Xunzi flipped through the bamboo slips and looked at the contents of the book with serious eyes. He didn't lift his head, but the voice came out slowly: "What do you think about this?"

Fu Sheng said: "Everyone knows that even saints can't control the celestial phenomena, so the Great Qin State Master sacrificed to the sky and prayed for rain, mostly just to appease the hearts of the people and let the people know that the court is also working hard."

"But this method is really not shrewd enough, because once praying for rain fails, all the hopes of the people will turn into disappointment, and the people's hearts will be lost. Perhaps the constellation that confuses and guards the heart will start to show signs of this."

Xunzi moved the bamboo slip and said, "What else?"

Fu Sheng continued: "Although Ying Zheng is domineering, he is not a fool. He couldn't have imagined this, but he still made a big splash and invited me to wait."

"The disciple thinks that he probably wants to bring us all together in Xianyang, maybe... He thinks that the disaster of Yinghuo Shouxin was caused by us."

"he……"

Fu Sheng paused for a moment, then said, "It may be bloodbathed against hundreds of families."

Xun Zi's voice was long, like the sound of reading a book.

"With the nature of Yingzheng, it is not worthy of surprise to kill a hundred schools of thought."

"However, you are missing one person."

Fu Sheng was slightly startled: "Who?"

"National teacher Han Xu!"

"Han Xu?"

Fu Sheng wondered: "Although he is a disciple of Guiguzi, he is only twenty, so how capable can he be? And even if he is not weak, he is comparable to Sun Bin, Pang Juan and others. What's worth paying attention to?"

Xunzi shook his head slightly, and said, "Even if Su Qin and Zhang Yi are alive, do you think they are qualified to ask Ying Zheng to come out in person?"

"This..." Fu Sheng thought for a moment, then shook his head: "A person as domineering and conceited as Ying Zheng, at most one imperial decree."

Xunzi said: "Not to mention, this time praying for rain was done by Han Xu, the national teacher. Since Ying Zheng dared to let him do it, there must be a reason."

Fu Sheng was shocked: "Could it be that this Han Xu can really make the heavens rain?"

Xunzi shook his head: "I don't know either, but in all the inferences you just made, you didn't include Han Xu. If you miss one person, you may be wrong."

"What do you mean, teacher?"

Xun Zi said leisurely: "The troubled times are approaching, and Confucianism will save the world. This is the proverb of Confucius. Sacrifice the sky and pray for rain. If it really succeeds, it will be beneficial to the common people."

"Therefore, you should lead people to go."

Fu Sheng asked, "What if Ying Zheng really wants to kill me?"

Xun Zi said, "I will do it myself."

Fu Sheng was relieved. As far as he knew, there were no semi-sage-level powerhouses in the Daqin court, so Xunzi was coming, and no one in the Daqin court could stop him.

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"The Yin Yang family is a group of guys who can't wait for the world to be in chaos. They won't miss this occasion."

"The Mo family, if you are timid and afraid, you may not dare to come."

"What about Confucianism?"

On the Tianji Pavilion, Han Xu dropped the chessboard.

While making a move, speculate on the next situation.

"Confucianism needs to rely on the imperial court, and Confucianism still has a half-sage in charge, so it shouldn't be too timid, and there is a high probability that it will come."

Thinking of this, Han Xu squinted his eyes: "I have never fought against a semi-holy level person. If there is a chance, I can break my arms with Xunzi."

"So, do you want to take advantage of this opportunity?"

In the distant Confucian holy land, not long after Fu Sheng left, Xun Zi, who was seriously reading a book, suddenly stared, and his eyes widened.