Qin Dynasty Novelist

In the future, the state of Qin will prevail, and Baiyue in the south will inevitably become the target. At that time, there are only two roads before Baiyue, one is life, and the other is death. If you don't want to die, there is only one road.

The whole family merged into Zhu Xia, and with the young master by her side to protect her, Yan Lingji felt that her clan would not be treated harshly. After three generations, her life would be safe. As long as she lived well, it didn't matter who she became.

Otherwise, under the extinction of the ethnic group, all the cherished things in the past will become a thing of the past.

All kinds of thoughts flowed around, and those were just the prospects for the future. The beautiful eyes turned around, looking at the city of Songhai, the spiritual sense flickered, surprise flashed across the delicate face, and crisp words came out of his mouth wherever he looked.

"There is an inn!"

"The name is indeed strange, go in and have a look."

It is actually this inn. If it is not bad, this inn is a base of Mohism in Sanghai. Confucianism and Mohism have been competing for hundreds of years. This is the foundation of Confucianism, and Mohism can also get involved .

It seems that Confucianism also understands the beauty of blocking is worse than sparse, that is, what can you do if you let the influence of Mohism enter Sanghai? Every move is under the control of Confucianism. Of course, some news has been obtained, but Confucianism deliberately spread it out.

In the early morning, the inn had already opened, and the shop assistants were arranging the desks and soft couches. It seemed that there were no customers coming in. Feeling that Zhou Qing and the others entered the door, the shop assistants first They were taken aback for a moment, then looked at each other, and after breathing, one of them approached.

"The four guest officials came early, and there is an inn that can pick up guests in half an hour."

The guy was very young, wearing coarse linen clothes, with a piece of white linen on his shoulders, he bowed and approached with a smile, pointed with one hand at the inn's tidying up, and said apologetically.

"It's just opening the door, how can you not do business."

"Tell you who are in charge, I am satisfied with what I made, and I don't need to kill it this time!"

Walking into the clean room in the hall on the first floor, ignoring what the clerk said, he just sat beside the table, enveloped by spiritual sense, sensing the atmosphere of an inn, raised his brows, and smiled lightly.

Afterwards, he glanced at the fellow's embarrassed expression, and without giving him a chance to respond, a random word of killing fell.

The three of Yan Lingji on one side sat down without saying a word, although they were surprised by the young master's words, but since they were the young master's words, there must be a reason for them, no accident, the young master seemed to know the manager of the inn.

"This..., the four guest officers were joking, could it be that the guest officers recognize the person in charge, if this is the case, the villain will ask the person in charge to come out."

Hearing the sound, the guy was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he had seen the four guests in front of him in several years since he opened the door, and he opened his mouth to kill the boss. They threw it out.

After thinking about it for a while, could it be possible that the four people in front of me recognize the director, and what they said was a joke with the director?After all, over the past few years, an inn has had a pretty good reputation in Sanghai, and even the Little Shengxian Village on the mountain has received many compliments.

"The world is all white, but I am the only one who is black, not attacking the Momen, and loving my life!"

"A few days ago, the government of the State of Qi issued orders to hunt down and kill all the Mohist disciples in Qi State. I don't know how many Mohist thieves there will be in this inn."

With a clear word, in an instant, the expressions of all the staff in the entire hall of an inn suddenly changed, and they looked at the four of Zhou Qing in disbelief. .

A few days ago, in the city of Sanghai, there was an extra sea arrest document, to capture all the Mohist disciples in the territory of Qi, and if they found them, they would directly attack and kill them, which caused panic in some inns.

When the sudden incident made the minds of the few people not calm, they were pointed out by the people in front of them as members of the Mohist family. How could they not be startled and angry, and their steps would move instinctively. out.

"Hahaha, since you open the door, you can do business naturally."

"You guys are being lazy again. Hurry up and wipe the table clean. Later, the guests haven't finished it yet, so all your wages will be deducted. I will personally entertain these distinguished guests."

Putting one hand on the shoulder of Yan Lingji, who was surrounded by fiery red mysterious light, she shook her head. A moment later, a thick and loud voice came from a corner of the hall, and steady footsteps approached slowly.

Seeing the guys who had already gathered together, he immediately scolded and scolded, then his eyes fell on Zhou Qing and the others, suppressing the throbbing in his heart, he stepped forward happily, and made a funny Confucian gift.

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He is chubby, with a big belly in the midsummer season, dressed in light brown coarse linen clothes, the whole person looks very rough, with square eyebrows, beard emerging, black and white black shoes on his feet, approaching him with great anxiety .

If my guess is correct, the four people in front of me should be the great enemies of the Mohist school today. Three days ago, the Youshi School of the Mohist School came with the disciples of Liulu Zhenlang to inform the Mohist family of the current situation and make myself be careful.

The specific matter is clear in my heart, but even if I know it, there is nothing I can do. Since the other party can suppress and kill the giant, what can I do as a small cook.

"Don't worry, I came here this time for the sake of Confucianism. If it was for your Mohists, I would have wiped out all of them in the Jixia Academy at that time."

"Speaking of which, you are a good student of the Mohist school. What kind of Confucian etiquette did you learn? Nearly a hundred years ago, there was a saying in the "Zhuangzi·Health Master" that it was a miraculous skill to kill a cow. I think you should have learned a lot."

"Let me see your workmanship. I am satisfied with what you do. Maybe there will be rewards."

Looking at a fat man with nondescript Confucian etiquette, it was quite ridiculous. He shook his head and whispered to Pao Ding in front of him. This person's cultivation is average, but he is just a beginner.

Since he felt uneasy, he wanted to know the identities of himself and others, so he calmed down a little, looked at the empty inn at the moment, pointed at the same empty bill with one hand, and said nothing.

"This..., Pao Ding is just a cook, and the methods of the ancestors have not been refined, so I feel ashamed. Since my lord has asked, I should go all out to satisfy my lord."

"Adults, please wait a moment, and the villain will go get ready now!"

Gently wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, for some reason, standing in front of this lord, he always felt as if he had nothing on, and he was extremely vigilant, smiled honestly, and did not admit his identity as a Mohist disciple.

Once again, he came out with a funny Confucian etiquette, and retreated slowly. Then, after returning to the inn quickly, his heart beat very fast. After staying away from that person for a long time, he felt a little better.

"Pao Ding, why are you running so fast in the morning, even if it's a little early to prepare the meal for Xiaoshengxianzhuang?"

In the back courtyard of an inn, in a remote corner where the kitchen is located, Cook Ding is showing off his skills with a little concentration, mixing the best fine grains with water to make the best snacks.

At the same time, not far from one side, there are also two guys who are slaughtering fresh farm cattle. Although farm cattle are extremely precious in the Zhuxia kingdoms, all these are nothing compared to the threat of that lord.

Under Nuo Da's movement, the door of another area of ​​the courtyard suddenly opened, and a young man in black and white black clothes stepped forward, opened his sleepy eyes, stretched fiercely, and looked at the courtyard. The busy Pao Ding and others were very strange.

"Where is it prepared for the little sage village, just those people in the little sage village, give me two hours, just do whatever you want, but now there is an evil star coming to an inn."

"Bei Hai, you'd better be careful, you'd better leave Sanghai today, guess who is outside?"

Pao Ding shook his head helplessly, he was already used to the meal preparation in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, and their tastes had already been planned, except for a few very special Confucianists, other Confucian disciples were easier to deal with.

Even if there was going to be a big battle, he would give orders in advance so that he could make preparations. Facing Su Beihai's suspicious gaze, Pao Ding couldn't stop trembling all over his body.

"Slaughtering fat cattle and blending fine grains, even when the giant came, I have never seen you treat it like this. Could it be that people outside are more noble than the status of the giant?"