Qin Dynasty Novelist

The messenger seemed to be a little weird. Seeing Fan Yuqi doing this, he hurriedly bowed and raised the cloth in his hand. He didn't seem to be malicious, his voice was crisp, and he didn't seem to be very old.

When he entered the Qin camp, he was quite daring. Thinking of this, the young master Cheng Qiao, who was sitting at the top, couldn't help but waved one hand, motioning Fan Yuqi to present the cloth. It seemed that the contents contained in the cloth. Not a small value.

"Yes, son!"

Even so, Fan Yuqi still did not dare to relax his vigilance, the sword was not in its sheath, the blood-red profound light spread around his body, the invisible power spread, stepped forward, took the cloth from the messenger's hand, and presented it to the chief Chang'an. Cheng Qiao.

"Last edict: Establish Cheng Qiao as the crown prince, and Zheng'er is not the heir of this king!"

Taking the cloth from Fan Yuqi's hand, it is very light and soft, not like what ordinary people can have, but it looks like it has a certain age. , and suddenly dozens of blood-red characters were branded on it.

In the upper right corner are two quaint big characters of Qin Zhuan, followed by thirteen smaller Qin Zhuan characters, all of which are blood red, as if they were written in fresh blood.

At the same time, the mysterious messenger in black at the head of the tent also slowly took off his cloak, revealing his true face. Prince Jia has passed.

"Prince Jia, it's you!"

Chang'an Juncheng Qiao looked dumbfounded. He stood up slowly from behind the case, his mouth was slow, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Fan Yuqi, who was on the lower side, was also shocked when he saw this, and he didn't understand the cloth and silk to the end. What did you write to make your son Cheng Qiao look like this.

"Does Chang'an know that Mrs. Ziyu's death was not an accident!"

After revealing his identity, Prince Zhao took a step forward, bowed again, and then continued to speak, with a solemn expression, and recounted some past events in the Qin Palace to the Chang'an Juncheng in front of him.

Fan Yuqi, who was standing on one side, heard the sound, his expression changed at first, and then he showed anger, and it really involved Wen Xinhou.

Promiscuity, chaos in the palace, and fornication with the Queen Mother. I heard in Xianyang City that the identity of Qin Zizheng was suspicious. Today, I heard the words of Zhao Prince Jia, and it was indeed false. The outflow of bone and blood is really a shame for the royal family.

If Meng Ao is defeated this time without success, all the participants will be guilty, and Meng Ao, Zhang Tang and others will be punished. All in Lu Buwei's thoughts.

Eight years ago, I heard that Lu Buwei's nets beheaded the rest of the descendants of the previous king, and now they kill Chang'an Jun Cheng Qiao, then Ying Qin will become Lu Qin, just like the state of Qi back then, Taigong Wang. A line does not exist. .

Recalling the kindness of the previous king to me, if there is no previous king, I am afraid that today I would still be a nameless person, still a leftist, thinking of this, I heard the words of the son Cheng Qiao and the prince of Zhao.

Even if he bowed his knees and bowed with indignation and tears, it was no wonder that this time Wen Xin was waiting for Lu Buwei to order Chang'an, who was not familiar with military affairs, to lead the army. The original reason was here.

"If this is the case, the king of today is not the blood of the previous king, only the son is the son. This time Marquis Wen Xin handed over the son with military power. It is not a good intention. What I worry about is that once the incident occurs, the son and the king will be in trouble, so I want to let the son go out. Then find an opportunity to punish the son."

"On this occasion, Young Master should clearly understand the deceit, in case that Lu Buwei secretly kills him!"

Qin general Fan Yuqi spoke slowly, every sentence fell into Chang'an Juncheng Qiao's heart, and every sentence went straight into Chang'an Juncheng Qiao's heart, Zhao Taizijia on one side saw this and quickly agreed, but There was indeed a hint of joy in the expression.

Chapter 49 百步飞剑

Not to mention the turbulence and frequent occurrences of wars thousands of miles away, for Zhou Qing, who was in Xianyang Palace, the two days passed very quickly, but in Xianyang Palace, the spirit of war was strong, and the spirit of iron and blood was pervasive. , and the dynastic luck is shrouded in it, and the practice here is not as good as the chief sect of Ba County.

But for Zhou Qing at this moment, the transformation of the gods and the mysterious spirit has been completed, and the next step is to return to enlightenment. If you want to set foot in this realm, although you have learned some mysteries from the master Bei Mingzi, you want to completely understand it. Comprehension dialysis, do not know when to wait.

For two days, in the Lechang Palace, I basically didn't go out, I just stayed quietly in the room and perfected "Saint Tribulation". Given the distance between Xianyang City and Daliang City, Zongquan should be able to arrive in another three or four days. .

Early in the morning, the head of the Lechang Palace was ordered to bring Zhou Qing, Gai Nie, Xin Sheng, Li Xin, and the rest of the relevant personnel to the previous square. According to the rules, the final candidate will be decided today.

Walking around the periphery of Xianyang Palace, the spiritual sense spreads. In fact, there are many masters in the Qin Palace. There are more than ten innate warriors who only feel that they are innate, although a considerable part of them are trapped.

Not long after, he entered the huge square that he was familiar with, where a lot of other hundred schools and forces had gathered, with different cultivation bases, different strengths, and even different accents.

On the high platform at the forefront of the square, Changping Jun Xiong Qi and the two guardians of the Yin and Yang family have arrived, waiting for the gathering of all the forces of the hundred schools to fully understand the matter.

"The Confucian, Mohist, and peasant families seem to have left completely. Among the hundreds of schools of thought, these three schools are the most powerful and the most powerful. Now the three schools have retreated, and the rest are weak."

Zong Qiong, who was by Zhou Qing's side, could not help but shake her head when she saw it at close range. Although there were fifty or sixty people who came this time, it was still far inferior to that of two days ago.

Adjacent to the high platform in the square, Zhou Qing's feet were blown by the wind and floated on it. Zong Qiong was by his side, and he also climbed on it. Afterwards, Guigu Gai Nie, strategists Xin Sheng and Li Xin jumped on it.

Although the first selection two days ago was unfair to the weak and weak, there has never been true fairness in the world.

"Even the warriors of the state of Zhao, the alchemists of the state of Chu, the swordsmen of the state of Yan, and the body refiners of the state of Wei have all come. It's quite lively. However, if you want to come today, Mr. Gai Nie will have to spend a lot of effort!"

In the land of the summers, the way of cultivation is very different. As the senior brother said, all changes are inseparable from the original one. In the final analysis, it is still the cultivation of spirit and spirit, but the emphasis is different. However, now all countries are uniting and attacking Qin.

Today, the warriors from all the countries have come to the Qin Palace to be the guardians and swordsmen of the palace. No matter how they think about the cause and effect, they find it interesting. Zhou Qing smiled slowly on his face and kept talking. He looked at Gai Nie, who was not far away. go.

"A little strength, Gai Nie still has it!"

To put it simply and concisely, Guigu Gai Nie is still so cold and handsome. If he is not good at words, it is absolutely impossible. Thinking that Zhang Zi and Su Qin fought the world with one mouth, it was a must for all Guigu disciples. class.

Thinking about those people, it's not worth Mr. Gai Nie's efforts. If a flying sword strikes at a hundred paces, I'm afraid that one move will kill them all, but Xin Sheng and Li Xin on one side are much quieter.

Their positions are only ordinary swordsmen in the Qin court, and even if there is a challenge, they will not fall on them. Besides, there are so many people from different countries, and if you want to come to Changping, you will not allow this to happen.

After a hundred and ten breaths, all the masters who came here due to the invitation of the Qin State gathered here, looking down, their clothes and words were all different. For this invitation, the Qin State had great expectations. .

Under the recruitment order a hundred years ago, scholars from all countries entered Qin, as long as they had talent, they were all good. The famous officials and generals of Qin who had been in Qin for hundreds of years were basically foreigners.

This time, I want to recruit court guardians and court swordsmen, no exception. I hope that Baijia can carry forward the tradition of a hundred years ago and send experts to Qin. As long as they have talent, Qin will never treat them badly.

It's a pity that this time, the Qin State seems to be slapped in the face by the Baijia faction.

Confucianism, peasant family, and Mohism are already like this, not to mention other small families, even if they are strong, how strong can they be!

The ruler of Changping, Xiong Qi, who was in charge of this matter, was not unusual. All the forces of the Guan Baijia gathered here. He immediately recounted the matter as he did two days ago, and told the tentative court guardians and chief swordsmen. out.

In today's comparison, you only need to be able to defeat the three people in order to take their place. Otherwise, it will be a failure. The rules are very simple and straightforward.

"How can a group of rabble enter the Qin Palace!"

"The Great Dao Yin Yang, Tai Chi Xuan Yi!"

Changping Jun said, before waiting for the response from the dozens of people from the hundreds of factions below the stage, the Yin-Yang family Dongjun Lian stepped out in a dark golden robe. On top of the gorgeous clothes, a strange divine bird totem Flickering, the morning sun rises behind him, and the dark hair shines like thousands of stars.