Chapter 373 Don't Mention Those Things Again

The man in black was a little short in stature, his face was covered with a black cloth, and he couldn't see his eyebrows with his head down.

Jiang Rui felt the danger, squinted his eyes and said, "I didn't expect to start killing each other so early."

The man in black said listlessly: "Shouldn't you be curious about how I found you first, and then feel sorry for this? Such an idiot, he won't be wronged if he dies."

Jiang Rui remembered something, but relaxed, smiled and said nothing.

There are no sects, no pills, no teachers here, my talent is higher than yours, so why not be inferior to you?

This is something that he has been brooding about, or it is something that all casual cultivators except He Zhan have been brooding about. In the eyes of those casual cultivators, we can be similar to the disciples of these great sects just by cultivating the Dao by ourselves. If we can have enlightened masters and so many precious pills to eat, what are you?

Yunmeng Realm has bridged this gap, at least in some respects.

So Jiang Rui was very confident, thinking that no matter whether it was Jing Jiu, Bai Qianjun or Tong Yan, he couldn't be his opponent.

The man in black yawned and said, "So you're an idiot, don't even think about it, if your talent is as good as He Zhan's, there would have been a bunch of sects out there crying and clamoring to accept you, how could it be like this now."

The smile on Jiang Rui's face gradually disappeared, because the words of the man in black touched his heart, and because of the name He Zhan.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up the long street, and the blue leaves were blown off, piercing like arrows, leaving mottled marks on the wall.

Jiang Rui hit the wall heavily, with sword marks all over his chest, dripping with blood, as if he had been tortured by Ling Chi.

Looking at him in black who was walking towards him, his pale face showed despair and anger. Desperation is feeling death or leaving, anger is because he can't figure it out, he is also an aspirant, and there is no teacher here, no pills, how can this person be so much stronger than himself?

Suddenly a ghost-like shadow appeared, rolled up the blue leaves that had just stopped, and swept towards the man in black.

The man in black looked at such a strange and fast movement, his eyes changed slightly, and he pinched a sword formula with his right hand, bringing out an extremely bright sword light.

With a soft rubbing sound, the sword light returned to his body, and that ghostly shadow also returned to the shadow behind the wall.

The man in black confirmed that the ghost did not use the Zhongzhou school's heaven and earth escape method, nor Jing Jiu's innate invisible sword body, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Among the twenty-six aspirants, who else has such weird and unpredictable movements? Could it be that that person is not an aspirant, but a strong practitioner in this world?

Just when he was about to break through the wall and fight, there was a sound of hooves in the distance of the street. It was obviously not the government servants in the county town, but the cavalry of the Luo Kingdom.

The man in black's eyes changed again, wondering if anyone else is protecting this casual cultivator? Without further hesitation, he turned around and disappeared into the house.

Jiang Rui stood up with difficulty, panting against the wall, his eyes were full of gratitude for his escape from death, and he was also a little confused.

Suddenly he walked away from the wall as if being burned, because he thought that the ghostly figure was behind the wall.

It was strange to say that even though the ghostly shadow saved him, he was very afraid of him, even above the man in black who wanted to kill him.

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He Zhan quietly entered Zhao's palace, entered the room, and took off the gray cloth covering his face, revealing a somewhat pale face. After returning from Luo Guo overnight, even though he had learned a strange and unpredictable technique from the old eunuch Hong, he still found it very hard. More importantly, the sword intent of the man in black was really domineering.

He just wanted to go back to see that person, so as not to forget him, but he didn't expect to meet another questioner by such a coincidence.

He vaguely guessed the other party's identity, knowing that the other party would continue to hide in the dark in the future, and gave up the idea of ​​using the court's power to find it.

At dawn, he simply washed his face, changed into clean clothes, took out a pill from the secret box, wrapped it carefully in silk, and walked out of the room.

As he was walking in the palace, the eunuchs, maids, and guards he met all stepped out of the way and kept saying hello.

"Eunuch He!"

"Greetings to Eunuch He."

"Morning, Mr. He."

He Zhan walked forward indifferently, came to the front of the hall, and pushed open the door of the imperial study.

He looked at the still thin and pale emperor behind the case, and said in a harmonious voice, "Your Majesty, it's time to take medicine."

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Tong Yan put the book into a hidden compartment, took the summary of information sent by her subordinates, and began to read it again, trying to find the answers to those questions from it.

The most important piece of information these days is, of course, the news of the official rebellion in Beihai County of Qin State.

The second young Martial God in Beihai Prefect's Mansion showed unstoppable prowess at the age of fifteen, leading the vanguard troops to conquer five cities in a row, defeating Qin's army in a row. However, according to the reliable information received by Tong Yan, at least two of the vanguard troops led by the young Valkyrie were barbarians.

Beihai County guards the northern border of the state of Qin, and has been fighting with the Hu tribe for many years. Who would have thought that the two sides would shake hands and make peace, and the Hu tribe would even send troops to help.

"I don't know what price Senior Brother Bai paid." He thought silently.

There is no good news recently, the man in black who assassinated the aspirant has not been caught, and there is not even a trace. As for the ghost that appeared in Luo Kingdom... He thought of the little Eunuch He who was popular in Zhao Kingdom's palace, with an absurd expression on his face.

Brother Zhan's luck has always been very good, could it be that everything turned around after arriving here?

He still didn't believe that young Eunuch He was He Zhan, not because being a eunuch was painful and embarrassing, but because he didn't want to believe it.

Last year, the famous faint king of Zhao State died. In the story full of blood and conspiracy, little Eunuch He played a very important role. He was so ruthless that even the old eunuch Hong who passed on his skills to him by poison did not change his face.

Some people even firmly believe that when the current Emperor Zhao and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stabbed his father into his abdomen with a knife, Eunuch He held his hand tightly.

Tong Yan has no friends, only He Zhan.

He knew what He Zhan had experienced in these years, and he didn't want him to change his temperament or even his mind because of those things.

Because then he would feel guilty.

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Snow Street, hooves sound like thunder.

The gate of the prefect's mansion had already been opened, and a young general rushed in on a horse, and dismounted lightly when he came to the back garden.

This young general is extremely heroic and full of strength. Looking deep into his eyes, he can still see a hint of violence.

He took the towel handed over by the servant and wiped it casually.

A towel can wipe off the ice and snow on the armor, but it cannot wipe off the dried blood.

The young general looked at himself, raised his eyebrows slightly, a little displeased, but said nothing, and walked towards the back garden.

Seeing his figure disappear into the back garden, the serving servants and maids all heaved a sigh of relief.

The young general is the second son of the prefect, and he is also the famous young martial god in the north of Qin State: Bai Zhou.

The people in the prefect's mansion were in awe of him, and they didn't dare to whisper anything until he was far away.

The so-called discussion is nothing more than praising the bravery and military exploits of the young Valkyrie, and of course his sincere affection for the troubled princess in the back garden.

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The prefect of Beihai is the actual post of the king of the county.

The prefect's mansion is the county king's mansion, and its regulations are extremely grand. After several additions to the back garden, it even faintly reveals the royal style.

The county king and Qin Huang, who was once an envoy to Chu, are cousins, so Bai Pojun's identity in this world is the cousin of the princess in distress.

Princess Qin was sitting by the window, embroidering something under the light of the sky, with her slender fingers holding the needles back and forth non-stop, with a peaceful expression and her eyelashes not moving.

She didn't even feel down, let alone in trouble.

Bai Tian walked into the back garden, poured himself a bowl of tea, and sat down opposite her, obviously familiar with her.

In the real world, they are also cousins, but they are farther apart, not as close as they are now.

Thinking about these things silently during the day, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"Brother, you have worked hard." The princess inserted the needle back into the embroidered cloth, looked at him and said.

Bai Tian said: "Now it seems that the situation is better than imagined, and we should be able to pass the storm next spring."

The princess wanted to talk about the matter of borrowing soldiers from the barbarians, but it was just a rumor, and if he didn't take the initiative to say it, she couldn't say too much, so she said lightly: "That's good."

Bai Zhou suddenly said: "But the resistance we encounter is still relatively large. If we want to restore the country as soon as possible, we need to attract more heroes to vote. If I can marry you and have a righteous name, I think it will be smoother and more smooth."

The princess didn't find a reason to evade, or try to fool the past, such as saying it later, and said calmly: "Don't talk about this matter in the future."

Bai Zhou glanced at her, put down the tea bowl and said, "The barbarian may be offending me, I have to make some preparations, I have to go first."

After saying this, he left the back garden.

From this day on, he never said this proposal again, but the number of times he came to the back garden was much less.

Looking at the figure that disappeared outside the garden, the princess sighed softly.

Now that Beihai County has teamed up with the barbarians, how can there be any barbarian offenders?

The brave and warlike young Martial God has always treated the barbarians cruelly, even brutally, exterminating the tribe at every turn.

Hu people treat Qin people in the same way. The scene of picking babies with spears is the nightmare of many Beihai people.

Such a bloody feud can join hands, so what else is there that you dare not do, brother?

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The northern part of the mainland is constantly fighting, while the southern part is peaceful and peaceful.

For several years in a row, the weather in Chu State has been favorable, with abundant grain harvests, people's well-being, taxation and official administration have reached the best level in history, and there is a faint feeling of prosperity.

Master Zhang's ability to govern the country was fully demonstrated, and even King Jing's military power was quietly taken back by the court under his superb means.

No matter from the point of view of the country or the individual, it has reached the peak now, and it is time for a change.

Already an extremely human minister, how can he change?

Many people are privately persuading Master Zhang to move forward, including his own son who also thinks the same way.

In history, powerful ministers usurped the throne, and they had to worry about the royal family's retaliation and the people's support. Now Chu State has no such problem at all. Who would support that idiot emperor?

"What do people have to do in their lifetime? Is it enough to be a prime minister with father's ability? The people and officials are eagerly waiting!" Mr. Zhang knelt in front of his father's bed, and said with tears on his face, "Even if you don't think about these things, don't you think about what happens next? Do you want to watch your sons die one by one?"

Grand Scholar Zhang said: "I am regent for His Majesty. I am not limited to ministers. I have done enough. Don't mention other things in the future. As for you, you will be fine."

The conversation eventually went viral.

Mr. Zhang naturally didn't mention his fear of the future, but just said what his father said earlier.

I am not a phase, but a photograph.

There was an uproar in the capital, no one dared to criticize, and no one persuaded him to move forward.

One day, Master Zhang came out of the palace, left the capital in eight sedan chairs, and went to Xiushan outside the city to relax.

There is a thatched hut in the mountain, and Mo Gong, a famous contemporary scholar, lives here.

The guards were scattered around the hut.

Grand Master Zhang walked into the thatched hut, cupped his hands at Mo Gong, and said, "Come and play chess."

Mo Gong said with a wry smile: "Shaoyue is still in the mood to play chess?"

Grand Scholar Zhang said: "Are you talking about that rumor? After saying that sentence, I just feel that my mood is open, and it can't be better."

Mo Gong sighed and said: "Seeing that you have no shyness in your actions and words, I thought you really had that kind of thought."

Zhang Dashi said indifferently: "What is the difference between me and the emperor now? After all, I just want to do something, and the name is not important."

A young man came in with two cups of coarse tea, and responded to this sentence: "If the name is not right, the words will not be right, and if the words are not right, the way will be difficult."

Seeing the young man's calm eyes, like an old man's, Grand Master Zhang asked slightly, "What's your name?"

The young man said: "Mr. Mo's disciple Yun Qi."

Grand Scholar Zhang said: "This name is too plain and casual. I'm afraid you will have a long way to go in this life."

The young man smiled slightly and said: "In the dream, I don't know that I am a guest, but this place of peace of mind is my hometown. I gave myself this name to remind myself not to deliberately remember who I am and where I came from."

That night, Master Zhang returned to the mansion, sat down with his old wife, and talked about the young man he saw in the thatched cottage in Xiushan during the day.

"I have seen young talents, this son is only under the two."

The old wife reached out and plucked a piece of black thread from his collar, handed it to the oil lamp and burned it, and said, "Who are those two?"

Grand Scholar Zhang said: "I met Prince Jing once when he was a child, and the other person is naturally His Majesty."

The old wife's hand trembled slightly, wondering if it was burned by the fire, and said slightly startled: "Your Majesty?"

Zhang Dashi said: "Your Majesty is as wise as a fool, unfathomable, and extraordinary."

Many people are persuading him to go further. There are subordinates, sons and old friends, and he will give different answers.

Only in the middle of the night, in front of his old wife, would he speak the truth.

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In the eyes of many people, the academician is unwilling to be the emperor because he is very satisfied with the current situation, but they are not satisfied.

For example, his most loyal subordinate and friend, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, would think, if you don't become the emperor, when will I be the chief assistant?

The most dissatisfied is the eldest son of the Zhang family, thinking that if you don't become the emperor, then I have no hope, and I may be put in danger in the future?

Dynastic change is the most valuable business in the world, and the huge benefits can make countless people tempted and killed.

The Grand Maester made it clear that he wouldn't do anything, so some people began to do something in private.

One morning, several water trucks from Quanshan passed through the inspections of the guards and entered the palace.

As the sun rises, a bloody assassination is about to begin.

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