I, the Emperor of Martial Arts, Play an Lan in the Chat Group

I, the Great Emperor of Wuxia, play An Lan in the chat group Author: Tian Bang Pigeon

At the beginning, dressed as a martial arts emperor, step ten meters.

An Lan is tired.

Looking at the arrogant and indifferent under the cliff, the immortal kings and emperors flying over the eaves and walls—

An Lan: "..."

Good guy, Fu Renchuan stood up at this moment.

Fortunately, he has a role-playing system, and you can get unexpected rewards as long as you play it.

At this moment, An Lan suddenly received an invitation from Zhutian to chat with her skirt.

[Ding, "If I have Anlan, there will be a day" join the chat skirt]

Looking at the golden finger acting system, An Lan showed a smile of an old father who cared about leek seedlings.

Who said that a low-profile can't play a high-profile Anlan?

Chapter 1 The Living Dead, Flesh and Bones! [Ask for flower evaluation tickets]

Qin Wangzheng was 34 years old. [Since 213 BC]

The capital, Xianyang Palace.

"See your father."

Ying Zixuan bowed and bowed.

His voice continued to echo in the air, showing the solemn and solemn atmosphere at the moment.

side.

The two sons of Da Qin, the prime minister Li Si and the national teacher of the Yin and Yang family all stood with their heads bowed.

In this Zhangtai Hall.

There is always only one person who can look down on all beings.

That is the first emperor sitting on the throne.

"Zixuan, tell me, what happened last night?"

"It's nothing to go back to the emperor, I just executed a group of death row prisoners in advance."

Ying Zixuan responded in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

He was the seventh son of the First Emperor.

Not participating in politics.

Not in business.

Not to mention the military.

It was announced to Zhangtai Hall today.

It's all because the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, Fusu, as the eldest brother of the emperor, put forward a questioning proposal to him!

As the saying goes, it's... a snitch!

Being snitched in an ordinary family is at most a slap in the face.

But in the emperor's house.

Inquiring in front of the hall will kill people!

"Father."

Fusu, who was dressed in Confucian clothes, immediately bowed to the center of the hall.

He first bowed to the first emperor, and then said: "Seventh brother, this is the Zhangtai Hall, and in front of the father, you must not make quibbles."

Sophistry to deceive the king is a big sin!

Fusu prided himself on being benevolent and righteous, but when he came up, he gave Ying Zixuan a big hat that could be severely punished by guarding the side or beheading!

"What does it mean to...have a sophistry?"

Ying Zixuan frowned slightly and said, "Eldest brother Huang, everyone in the world says that you have acquired the true teachings of Confucianism, but how come I don't understand the word you use for [Zi]?"

Ying Zixuan has no communication with Fusu on weekdays.

Not to mention hatred.

For Fusu's sudden attack.

He was not prepared.

of course!

No preparation is required at all!

"Seventh brother, the father ordered to kill three hundred alchemists, why did you use lynching to kill them last night?"

Fusu Yi asked sternly.

Don't say it yet.

At this moment, Fusu really has the demeanor of the eldest son of Qin, plus the demeanor of the first descendant of Confucianism!

Ying Zixuan said indifferently: "A group of dying people, I use it to study and improve the Gu technique, is there any problem?"

Although Daqin has strict laws.

But in the feudal era after all, death row prisoners have always had no human rights.

How to deal with it, that is not a matter of the royal family?

but……

As a transmigrator, Ying Zixuan should have the compassion of modern people.

But he has traveled to Daqin for more than ten years.

Already adapted to this era.

more attuned to his identity.

Daqin, the royal family!

"Gu technique... a crooked way!"

Fusu shouted in a low voice: "Seventh brother, the emperor ordered to kill three hundred alchemists because they were deceived and abducted and committed the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"And you, without asking your father and emperor, privately use witchcraft to brutally kill them, which is a transgression!"

"At the same time, as Young Master Qin and the Ying clan, your every move represents the royal family and the empire. How can you be cruel and bloodthirsty and go astray!?"

……

Fusu put on a heartbroken, compassionate look.

Confucian nosy.

It is perfectly reflected in Fusu.

Ying Zixuan glanced sideways at the elder brother beside him.

Overstep!

Misguided!

Cruel and bloodthirsty, humiliating the royal face!

Just three important points.

Fusu completely portrayed him as a crooked way.

It also contrasts with Fusu's righteousness as a true inheritor of Confucianism!

Good trick!

Really a good way.

Fusu's move can not only expand its reputation for benevolence and righteousness, but also consolidate the political foundation of the Confucian faction in the court.

At the same time help Su as the eldest son of the emperor!

Born with the status of the eldest brother, he can always stand on the commanding heights of morality.

That is, to educate and guide the younger brother.

Honestly and eloquently!

In order to further expand the name of Fusu's benevolence and righteousness!

only……

Fusu picked the wrong object this time!

Looking at the 23 sons of the first emperor, none of them can step on Ying Zixuan's position!

"What is right? What is wrong?"

Ying Zixuan asked back: "Everything has two sides. Confucianism once used literature to violate the law, and chivalrous people used martial arts to violate the prohibition. Even if it is as cunning as witchcraft, it can also understand the medical principles of hundreds of schools, and it can save the dead and heal the wounded and help the world by hanging a pot!"

Done.

Ying Zixuan swiped his palm directly with his fingertips.

Between the separation of the muscles, there is no blood spilling out.

next moment!

I saw that his palm, which was cut open, gradually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh? Regeneration Gu!"

Yuekui, the national teacher of the Yin-Yang family, let out a sigh of relief!