Qin Dynasty Novelist

"Four days ago, what happened to the earthquake?"

Earthquakes, because of the earthquake in the long river of time, the attack on Zhao is approaching, and the earthquake in Longxi is indeed a big trouble for today's Zhuxia, and for today's Qin State.

If it is not handled properly, although there will be no major problems, it will undoubtedly delay the pace of Qin Guodong's departure and give the Shandong countries a breathing space. This is not a good thing.

Now, in Chu State, it is inevitable for the young master to assume the throne. Wei State is now retraining Wei Wushu, and it is quite successful. It is guaranteed that the national strength will recover a little in the future, which will cause some obstacles to Qin Guodong.

Maybe it can't stop Qin Guodong from going out, but the extra damage is absolutely inevitable.

"Won't disappoint the king!"

Zhou Qing thought for a while, and bowed his hands.

"Marquis Wuzhen is doing business, I can rest assured."

"The widow has already ordered Wu Shiluo to be the special envoy of the Qin State, carrying a lot of money to communicate with the western countries, and break up the alliance between the Xiongnu, Wusun, and Yuezhi. If there is Wuzhenhou in charge, it will be a better policy."

"In addition, Marquis Wuzhen's trip to Longxi is also a matter of rectifying the general's preparations!"

Qin Wangzheng got up from his seat. The affairs of Longxi and Beidi counties were not very big, but they were very important, and they involved military affairs. In the center, there was no one to choose except Wang Di.

"That's it. Tomorrow, I will set off for Longxi to supervise all the affairs in the town."

Zhou Qing nodded in agreement.

"Alright."

Going there one day earlier will also be able to rectify the disasters suffered by Longxi and Beidi earlier.

Qin Wangzheng also agreed.

Seeing this, Li Si, the head of the side, was quite envious. Among the civil and military officials in the center, Wu Zhenhou was probably the only one who could make the king take charge of important civil, military, military and political affairs. .

The same is true for Guo Wei Wei Liaozi. Although he is good at military affairs, he does not involve in literary affairs. There is a clear distinction between civil and military affairs.

Not long after, Zhou Qing left from the side hall of Xingle Palace.

"Uncle Master!"

In the Xuanqing Palace, after many years, it is still in the same shape, but there are not many people inside. Zongquan has been sitting in it for the past few years, quietly comprehending the Taoist profound arts, cultivating diligently, holding the pure Jun sword, his whole body , already quite dusty.

Seeing the little master uncle coming, he felt a sense of spirituality and went up to meet him.

"Zong Quan, it seems that you have obtained the magic of Chunjun."

The sword of Chunjun is similar to another sword of Qiuli in Tianzong. It was born naturally and polished by the swordsmith Ou Yezi.

Dressed in a green Taoist robe, wearing a purple golden lotus crown, the aura is calm, the profound art is strong, and the original aura is connected with Chunjun. The various families of Xia and Bai are not weak either.

"Recently, I have studied Zhuang Zhou's "Xiaoyaoyou", and I know that my master and uncle have a wide range of principles."

"Although Zong Quan has the same idea, it is difficult to achieve."

In the past, Zongquan read "Xiaoyaoyou" only to appreciate the invisible and incorporeal spiritual perception of the sage Zhuang Zhou, and it was not of great use to describe the life and death of Yin and Yang among all Taoists. "You" is deeper and mysterious.

It is also why the uncle is more mixed with the vulgar things of Xia than himself, but his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds. He has long been unable to perceive the progress of the uncle's cultivation at this moment.

There is a fish in Dark North, its name is Kun, and it turns into a bird, its name is Peng!

Even so, he still has something to hold on to. Like the current self, although he is blessed with tranquility, he is still disturbed by the worldly things from the outside world. Therefore, even if he is Kunpeng, he must also be disturbed by the power of the whirlwind of heaven and earth.

However, if the husband takes advantage of the righteousness of the heaven and the earth, guards against the debate of the six qi, and swims infinitely, this is a deeper level of mystery in Zhuang Zhou, and he can truly achieve all kinds of external additions without holding on.

Although I entered it, there was no intrusion on my body. Although I was aware of this kind of perception, it was difficult to achieve it. There is no doubt that my uncle has definitely reached that state.

Because when Zhuang Zhou wrote "Xiaoyaoyou" back then, he could only return after realizing the emptiness, just like his uncle.

"Haha, your persistent pursuit of this path is an obstacle."

"Although "Xiaoyaoyou" has great principles, it is not as good as the patriarch's "Tao De". If you can match the heart of heaven with your own body, the realm of "Xiaoyaoyou" will come in an instant."

Stepping into the Xuanqing Palace, everything is as new. Since he was granted the title of emperor, he seldom comes here. While talking, a Taoist waiter came up and offered tea.

Hearing Zongquan's words again, he shook his head and smiled, the more he clings to this realm, the more difficult it is to enter, perhaps, he was a detached person from the beginning, he was integrated into the Qin court, and all his own interests did not belong to the Qin court.

In this way, the combination of yin and yang can be a great way, and it is a natural way to break into the porch, and now it is even more important to get a glimpse of the way back to the original.

"Yes, uncle."

Zong Quan felt it, a trace of shame flashed across his face, he held the tea cup in both hands, and handed it to his uncle.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the counties of Longxi and Beidi to sit in town. I'm afraid I won't be able to return in a short time."

"Why are you confused, you can tell me all you want?"

He took the tea and looked at Zongquan.

Zong Quan is the disciple I brought from the headquarters of Tianzong, he is very trustworthy, and he acts prudently. According to what I said earlier, he can only leave after the Qin court has trained himself to become a god, and travel around the Xia Dynasty. In order to go further,

Now that she is the protector of the Qin court, her cultivation level is weaker than that of the Yinyang family Dongjun. However, the Dongjun Yan concubine is a rare genius in the Yinyang family for thousands of years. She was cultivated by Donghuang Taiyi herself, which is extraordinary.

"I would like to listen to my uncle's sermon."

Taoist cultivation is based on the way of the heavens. Those mysterious arts are just superficial techniques. Back then, the patriarch's body integrated all things. Although it is not as good as the mysterious arts passed down by today's sect, his gestures are full of power.

It is more important to understand the law of the way of heaven than to have doubts about the cultivation of mystic skills from my uncle.

"Haha, you are smarter."