At night.

After the Shaofu of Jiuqing walked out of the Gongzi Chu Mansion, his whole clothes were soaked.

He stumbled into his car, repeating the word "resignation" in his mouth.

"Resign! Resign!" Resign......"

Shaofu seemed to be laughing and crying.

After five years of mourning, King Qin is clearing the way for his son Chu to ascend the throne!

As for why the King of Qin himself has not officially ascended the throne, he has already begun to pave the way for his son.

Shaofu didn't dare to think about it.

The affairs of the imperial palace are afraid that the world will know.

But Shaofu knew that his career had come to an end.

Whether it is the king of Qin or the prince, I am afraid that his image has been extremely bad.

This is the case with official careers, the struggle for rights, the slightest mistake will be infinitely magnified.

Especially when the old and the new are alternated, if you stand on the right team, you will live, and if you stand wrong, you will die.

The older generation of kings will not leave disobedient ministers behind, and he will pave the way for the new king with his butcher's knife.

Even if it's white bones!

Even if it's a ghost rain!

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At this time, in the camp tent outside Xianyang City, the craftsman who was looking at the entire scroll in front of Lu Buwei slowly raised his head, and his eyes were full of shock.

The things written on this scroll are simply unheard of.

Is there such a thing in this world?

What kind of genius would have come up with such an ingenious idea?

The craftsman subconsciously asked:

"Dare to ask your Excellency, where did this scroll come from?"

"If you don't know, don't ask. ”

Lu Buwei's expression was very cold, and the warning in his words was overflowing.

The more you know, the faster you will die.

Military affairs cannot tolerate the slightest flaw.

Hearing this, the craftsman hurriedly bowed his head.

"The villain has trespassed. ”

"If you know that you are trespassing, don't speak!"

Lü Buwei's voice was very soft and light.

But he has never been a real power figure, but he has an indescribable temperament.

It's timid.

"I ask you, can you be sure of the above things on this scroll?"

When the craftsman heard this, he cautiously replied:

"My lord, the items on this scroll, steam engines, printing, metallurgy, firearms, grass people and others can try it, but papermaking, gunpowder, this should be Taoist and Yin-Yang magicians. ”

"Warlock?"

Lu Buwei frowned.

He has always been a healer and has never wanted to intersect with him.

It's just too weird.

"Only the Warlock may know what it is made of!"

The craftsman bowed his head.

In today's world, craftsmen are extremely good at armor and carpentry.

But when it comes to chemistry, it's a warlock's specialty.

These people who seek immortality through alchemy are the first people in the world to see the power of gunpowder.

Even though the first time people saw the power of gunpowder, they were almost dead.

The person who refines the gunpowder from alchemy is basically equivalent to a grenade the size of a copper furnace with his face.

"Warlock?"

Lu Buwei muttered.

Looks like we're going to have to meet these warlocks.

He glanced at everyone present and said lightly:

"You can do it first. ”

"No!"

Lu Buwei glanced at everyone and walked out slowly.

In the rush of night, the warlocks in the entire Xianyang City moved one after another.

No one knew that Daqin had already begun its rapid development with the gentle movement of a pair of big hands.

Li Chunqiu wants to use the general momentum to suppress the Six Kingdoms, and when the hearts of all the people in the entire Six Countries are towards the Qin State, that is the time to collect the Six Kingdoms without moving a single soldier.

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The night passed quickly.

When the first rays of sunlight break in the world.

Zhao Zheng had already walked to the front of the palace of Wuji Palace, and he slowly stepped into the palace.

Cloud Hidden Immortal, Fog Hidden Palace.

In the Wuji Palace, which seemed to be immutable for eternity, Zhao Zheng bowed lightly.

"Master!"

"It's coming!"

On the stone platform, Li Chunqiu slowly opened his eyes, with a kind of relief in his eyes.

"Yesterday was good!"

Li Chunqiu's voice was very soft.

"Thank you for your compliment!"

Zhao Zheng said goodbye.

"The teacher said he would give you a gift. ”

"Naturally, I won't break my promise, let's see!"

Li Chunqiu waved his sleeves, and the copper box placed on his side fluttered out and flew gently in front of Zhao Zheng.

Zhao Zheng gently touched the copper box with his hand, and the copper box was extremely heavy, like a solid forged from pure copper.

With a "snap", Zhao Zheng opened the copper box.

Inside the bronze box was a sword, seemingly forged from unspeakable darkness, swallowed up by all light.

Perhaps to others it seemed like an ominous sword.

But in the eyes of the Qin people, there is nothing more brilliant than this sword.

The Qin people are still black, and black is the most auspicious color.

"This sword is called Mo Yuan. ”

Li Chunqiu's voice echoed in the hall.

"The Abyss of Extreme Ink!"

"Mo Yuan?"

Zhao Zheng muttered.

He picked up the long sword with both hands, and Mo Yuan was thicker than the bronze sword in the usual days.

The sword is three feet six long, extremely sharp, and the hair is blown off.

"Good name!"

"It's also a good sword!"

Zhao Zheng, who was holding Mo Yuan, bowed again:

"Disciple, Master Xie!"

Li Chunqiu raised his hand slightly, and Zhao Zheng was slowly held up.

"This sword can be a spirit soldier, and you can find out the mystery of it yourself. ”

After Li Chunqiu smiled, he looked up at the palace tower in the distance.

"Today, your master, and I should meet the world. ”

"It's time for the world to get started!"

Its voice echoed throughout the palace, as if to sigh.

In the palace, Zhao Zheng, who was playing with a long sword, looked up and asked:

"What kind of great world is the master asking for?"

This is what Zhao Zheng has always wanted to know.

He knew that his master was playing a big game of chess, for Zhuxia, and for this few people.

But what is in the big picture, he doesn't know.

But he believed that his master would not harm him.

From the time Li Chunqiu turned into a drift of fire and fell in his courtyard, he believed it.

"You'll know when the time comes. ”

Li Chunqiu smiled, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Wuji Palace fell silent again.

Zhao Zheng walked to the side of the table where he usually sat with the copper box, sat down cross-legged, and quietly waited for the sermon to begin.

As time passed, the number of people in Wuji Palace gradually increased.

It wasn't until Wu Anjun, Shang Jun and the others slowly walked into the Wuji Palace that the quiet atmosphere was slowly broken.

On the high platform, Li Chunqiu didn't open his eyes, he just said lightly:

"It's almost time. ”

"It's time to get started. ”

"Let everyone from the Zhaoyao Palace and the Lay Palace enter the palace!"

"No!"

Chang Wei bowed down.

"Guests are invited to enter the Wuji Palace!"

The voice echoed throughout the Taiyin Academy.

The voice spread along the avenue in the Taiyin Academy Palace to the ears of the waiting people.

"It's finally getting started!"

Huang Shi smiled softly, his eyes full of excitement.

There are many boring things in the world, only fairy words move the world.