The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

Soon, the sun sets and night falls!

"Drive''!"

A gorgeous carriage drove out from the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and galloped along the familiar streets towards the palace.

After half a stick of incense, the carriage entered the palace and stopped in the depths of Xianyang Palace.

The slightly aged Lu Buwei got out of the car.

Several palace maids came to welcome them, and said respectfully: "Master Xiangguo, the Empress Dowager is waiting in the palace right now when she heard about your arrival."

"So good."

Hearing this, Lu Buwei nodded lightly.

Last time, Zhao Ji closed the door to him, but this time she finally ordered someone to welcome him. It seems that she has not forgotten the old love.

"Master Xiangguo, please come with your slaves."

"Okay, lead the way."

Lu Buwei nodded in agreement, and soon walked into a Phoenix Palace under the leadership of the maid.

This Phoenix Palace is extraordinarily gorgeous, with exquisite furnishings, jewels and jewels, and a fragrance in the air. It is the bedroom where Ying Zheng's biological mother, Zhao Ji, lives.

"The Ai family has something to discuss with Mr. Xiangguo, you all go down."

"Yes, the Empress Dowager."

Hearing the leisurely voice coming from behind the pink curtain in Feng Palace, the maids looked in awe, lowered their heads together, turned and left the bedroom silently, and closed the palace door.

Lu Buwei looked at the pink curtain, through the layers of gauze, he could vaguely see a woman with a straight waist and a grub collar lying on the bed inside.

Slightly cupping his hands, through layers of pink veils, Lu Buwei said to the woman: "Empress Dowager, how is the phoenix body?"

"It's just an old disease, don't bother Mr. Xiangguo."

Hearing Lu Buwei's greeting, Zhao Ji spoke softly inside the pink veil, her voice was beautiful, elegant and noble.

In fact, Lu Buwei knew that she was pampered, and the so-called old illness was just an excuse.

"Sometimes, the old man really envies the empress, who can live in the deep palace, be at ease, and not be troubled by ordinary things."

Zhao Ji, who was lying on the bed, lightly straightened her temple hair, and asked slightly curiously: "I don't know what's bothering you, Mr. Xiangguo."

Lu Buwei stood in the middle of the house, and immediately said: "Since the Confucianism came to Xianyang, they have disrespected the old man again and again, trying to overthrow the court, and the old man came to visit tonight for this purpose."

Hearing Lu Buwei's words, Zhao Ji, who was lying on the bed, shook her head lightly, and asked, "Master Xiangguo, what exactly do you want to say?"

Lu Buwei didn't answer, but asked instead: "My lady should know what the old man wants to say in her heart."

Since he mentioned Confucianism, he naturally wanted to eradicate it, and Zhao Ji would not be ignorant of it.

"How is it clear? What if it is not clear?"

Inside the curtain, Zhao Ji's faint voice came.

Lu Buwei said: "Han Chen is domineering, and now the king is using Confucianism, which will definitely break the original balance. The lady is from the Zhao Kingdom, and the children of foreign relatives under the family, I'm afraid I don't want to see this."

In Xianyang City, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Yingzheng's forces, Zhao Ji's forces, Lu Buwei's forces, and other forces, everyone was in peace.

However, once Yingzheng gets the help of Confucianism and grows stronger, it will inevitably break the original pattern.

Neither Lu Buwei nor Zhao Ji, nor anyone else wanted to reshuffle the cards.

"Master Xiangguo, do you want to join forces?" Zhao Ji asked lightly.

Zhao Ji used to be Lu Buwei's concubine, how could she not know Lu Buwei's intentions.

"That's right, this old man has exactly that intention."

Lu Buwei nodded, and said directly: "With the strength of the old man and the lady, as long as we join hands, we can definitely control the overall situation. It is even not difficult to kill Confucianism in its cradle in one fell swoop."

Confucianism has become a thorn in Lu Buwei's side.

If he didn't pull out these nails, he would feel unhappy in his heart.

Lu Buwei looked at the graceful and beautiful body inside the curtain, and continued: "I don't know what your mother wants?"

As long as Zhao Ji nodded and agreed, the two parties could formally join forces, and at that time, Confucianism would surely suffer a catastrophe.

However, Zhao Ji shook her head and smiled, and said: "Master Xiangguo's words are very reasonable, Confucianism is so ignorant of good and bad, it should be rectified, unfortunately, the Ai family is ill today, I'm afraid they can't help. "

Ok?

Lu Buwei frowned suddenly.

Zhao Ji didn't reject her face to face, but she didn't want to deal with Confucianism either. She was really cunning.

However, Lu Buwei is not a good stubble.

"Confucianism's pictures are not trivial. If you don't get rid of them as soon as possible, there will be endless troubles in the future. As the saying goes, raising a tiger is a trouble, and the empress is full of orchids. You should understand this truth."

Hearing this, Zhao Ji smiled lightly, her outline was extremely delicate and beautiful, not much better than that of a young girl.

"Lord Xiangguo, you really see the long-term. It's a pity that the Ai family is just a woman who doesn't know how to fight and kill. Besides, since the king values ​​Confucianism, he has his own plans. As the mother of the Ai family, it is really not easy to intervene too much. .”

After all, Zhao Ji is Ying Zheng's mother. Since Ying Zheng chooses Confucianism, she will never intervene.

"Your Majesty's words are wrong, the old man thinks..."

"Okay, Mr. Xiangguo, it's getting late, Aijia is a little tired."

Before Lu Buwei finished speaking, Zhao Ji drew the thick curtain, and that graceful body disappeared directly in front of Lu Buwei.

At the same time, an old maid came out from the dark corner of the bedroom. This person was very powerful and her cultivation was extremely high.

Standing in front of Lu Buwei, she said respectfully, "Master Xiangguo, please!"

Chapter 25: Breakthrough, more calculations win, less calculations lose (3/3)

Xianyang, Han Mansion.

A few days ago, Han Chen ordered people to build a practice room in the backyard of the mansion, and now it is finally completed.

This practice room is built with blue stones all over the body, deep under the ground, the sound insulation effect is excellent, and the location is hidden, so it is not afraid of being disturbed by others.

For three consecutive days, Han Chen practiced in his room.

As for Gan Luo, under Han Chen's instruction, he got the opportunity to read the Confucian classics, studied hard all day, recited the Confucian classics, worked tirelessly, and made great progress every day.

Occasionally, the highly respected Xun Kuang would also give advice to Gan Luo, which greatly benefited Gan Luo.

For Gan Luo, a young genius, Xun Kuang liked him very much, and even praised him as the number one among Confucian juniors, which was an extremely high evaluation.

At this time, inside the exercise secret room.

boom!

Han Chen, with his eyes closed, suddenly burst out with a terrifying aura.

A tyrannical wave of zhenqi, with Han Chen as the center, swept across the secret room, and the bare walls were hit, and tiny cracks suddenly appeared.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, breakthrough in cultivation, stepping into the [Extreme Double Level], points +!"

Hearing the notification sound from the system, Han Chen, who was practicing with his eyes closed, smiled slightly, raised his hand, took out a Concentration Pill from the jade bottle on the ground, and threw it directly into his mouth.

Continue to practice and consolidate the realm!

As early as a few days ago, Han Chen encountered a bottleneck.

Now, it finally broke through smoothly and entered the top two.

It is worth mentioning that Han Chen was able to break through so quickly, thanks to the concentration pill.

Twenty times the speed of cultivation!

Greatly shortening the training time, Han Chen made great strides all the way, and finally made the breakthrough as he wished.

"call--"

After half a cup of tea, Han Chen let out a mouthful of foul air and opened his eyes slightly.

Standing up from the futon, he lightly clenched his fist with his right hand, and the air suddenly crackled, much stronger than before.

"I've been busy retreating and breaking through, I haven't showered for several days."

With a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, Han Chen walked out of the secret room and walked to the front yard.

This Han mansion was deliberately prepared by Ying Zheng for Han Chen. The mansion is connected to an underground hot spring, and there is hot water for bathing all year round. This kind of luxurious and elegant life is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

slam-la-

After a stick of incense, Han Chen, who had taken a hot spring bath, walked out of the pool emitting white smoke, dried himself, put on his clothes, and prepared to see Gan Luo.

I haven't seen him for several days, and I don't know how he is doing!

With a smile on the corner of Han Chen's mouth, he walked leisurely across the front yard and arrived at Gan Luo's room after a while.

"Student Gan Luo, I have met Mr.!"

Gan Luo, who was studying, saw Han Chen push the door and walked in. He immediately stood up and greeted him respectfully.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down and talk."

"Yes, sir."

Gan Luo nodded respectfully, slowly sat behind the desk, and looked at Han Chen respectfully.

Han Chen smiled, walked to the front of the desk, looked down, and saw that what Gan Luo was holding was the Confucian classic "The Analects of Confucius". The bamboo slips had been polished, showing that they had been read a lot.

"You have studied "The Analects of Confucius" hard for days, and you must have learned a lot. You might as well talk about it."

Gan Luo put down the bamboo slips and answered: "The Analects of Confucius records the words and deeds of Confucius. The master's demeanor is full of aphorisms. He is a model for Confucian disciples. The book is full of benevolence and advocates loyalty to the emperor and love for the people..."

Han Chen listened to him eloquently and said a lot, it can be seen that he understood deeply, and he was quite relieved from the bottom of his heart.

However, Gan Luo's understanding of Confucianism and Taoism still has many biases. After Han Chen finished speaking, he opened his mouth to correct them one by one. Gan Luo nodded again and again, feeling quite enlightened.

"Everything in the world, like the sun, the moon and the stars, is in motion, changing, and multiplying all the time."

"Gan Luo, you must not stick to dogma. You must learn to read dialectically. It is better not to read books than to believe in books. Books are dead, but people are alive. You must know that even Confucius has shortcomings."

Looking at Gan Luo in front of him, Han Chen kept speaking and teaching.

"Student, remember the teacher's teaching."