Qin Dynasty Novelist

As the words fell, the spiritual sense surged, and there was a feeling in the area of ​​hundreds of feet around, and he let out a light gasp, did it happen that what the Zhu family said just now happened directly?

"Someone?"

Hearing this, the mask on the face of the Zhu family also instantly became suspicious. Recently, the interior of Xinzheng City has become a little chaotic, and some people have mixed in, and it is difficult for them to distinguish.

"Is it the same way from a hundred schools of thought? Or... a trap?"

Compared with Xia Kui's cultivation base, his cultivation base is only comparable to that of a god of transformation. His spiritual sense spreads, and he didn't sense anything. Judging from Xia Kui's tone, he is not very human.

"It's a killer!"

"The aura on them can't deceive anyone. Their cultivation is average, but they are at an ordinary innate level. Zhu family, I'm leaving first."

The man in the black cloak said calmly, no surprises, he was a snare of the Qin State, except for them, in Xinzheng, there was no such suspicion, since he was able to detect his whereabouts.

Next...it seems to be a bit troublesome.

Without staying here any longer, a black streamer of light flickered and disappeared in a corner of the North City between the steps.

"Xiong Qi, Prime Minister of the State of Qin, Lord Changping!"

"Unexpectedly, they have already contacted each other."

"Zhuang, where does the quicksand want to go?"

In the Zuiyue Tower, a corner on the second floor has been a place where quicksands live for many months. Not only is this where the original Zilanxuan was, but also because there are too many pasts left here.

People from the peasant family and the Mohist family came once, wanting to invite Liusha to participate in an important matter involving the future direction of Zhu Xia, but the woman in purple did not say anything, everything depends on Wei Zhuang.

All rejected.

Stepping on purple high boots, walking in the quiet room, with a crisp voice, looking at the black-clothed silver-haired man standing by the window, what the farm family and others said earlier really exceeded their expectations.

And... thinking about it carefully, it seems to be expected.

Lord Changping Xiong Qi!

Qin Guo Xiangbang, counting the importance he has attached to Qin Guo's center in recent years, can already be seen, especially the matter of the harem in the Xianyang Palace last year, which involved a lot.

"Qin doesn't need Chu anymore."

To put it bluntly, for hundreds of years, dozens of generations of in-laws in Qin and Chu have done an alliance for the interests of the two countries. Since Wei Yang's reform, many princesses of Chu State have entered the Qin harem, which made Qin State fight against the Three Jins. country, there is not much external intrusion.

Now, the general trend of the Qin State has been established, and the weaving and dyeing of the Chu State in the country has become a constraint.

The Empress Dowager Huayang passed away!

Mrs. Chu is gone!

In the Xianyang palace, there were no nobles from the state of Chu, and among the ruling and opposition parties, only Lord Changping Xiong Qi was left to support him. In recent years, Yingzheng has been promoting Li Si, another person from the state of Chu.

He is also from the state of Chu, what Li Si did was very different from what Lord Changping did!

"What do you think they will discuss after Xiong Qi enters Xinzheng?"

Regarding this question, the purple-clothed woman is still quite curious. The quicksand is no longer miserable, and if she can guess it, she can figure out the next path.

"Left and right are nothing more than seeking Qin."

The silver-haired man in black gave a sneer. Over the past few years, hundreds of families have been plotting against Qin, but... none of them succeeded, but they have always enjoyed it. If they want to plot against Qin, they need a good opportunity!

Clearly, they have something big to do next.

"As for quicksand, Zhu Xia is so big, where can't I go?"

In the future of quicksand, the cold and arrogant man in black has always been very clear that they also need to wait, and they also need to wait for an opportunity.

is a good thing!

It's also a bad thing!

Zhu Xia is big after all.

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"Zifang, you... are you back?"

The land of Qilu, the city of Sanghai, the small sage village, the place where Confucianism from all over the world gathers, covered with awe-inspiring aura, full of prosperity and beauty, with the early sunrise, the mountains and mountains are already heard.

Adjacent to the eastern sea area, looking down, with the gradual increase of Confucian disciples here, Xiaoshengxianzhuang is also expanding. In recent years, it has expanded a lot towards the periphery.

Inside, there are pavilions, terraces and pavilions, beautiful waterside pavilions, green forests, and flowers. On the winding and orderly corridors, men and women in Confucian robes discuss classics, and talk about everything.

Although the cool breeze in the sea area is still blowing, but... entering the Little Sage Manor, it has been blocked by layers of buildings. There is a pavilion, and one person sits quietly in it. On the table in front of him, black and white chess pieces are intertwined with each other.

Holding the ancient scroll in his hand, he flexed his fingers, and another chess piece fell. Immediately, he felt the sound of familiar footsteps walking in, and he raised his head involuntarily.

"Brother!"

Green shirt and Confucian gown, hair tied and crowned, face like beautiful jade, gentle and elegant, a bow close to him, but it belonged to Zhang Liang from Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

"Sit down and have a plate with me."

Putting down the ancient scroll in his hand, with a wave of his hand, the black and white chess pieces on the table returned to their place, and smiled at Zhang Liang.

"Yes, brother."

Zhang Liang's expression remained unchanged, he knelt on the futon in front of the table.