On the high platform, white clothes are better than snow.

Under the high platform, the guests were full.

Li Chunqiu, who was sitting cross-legged, completely ignored the scorching eyes of the world, and he never mentioned the so-called "Taiyin School Palace" again.

Although the nobles sitting below were dissatisfied, they did not have the slightest recourse.

In the Warring States, the weak eat the strong, this is the iron law of survival.

The one on the stage who even Qin Guo was under the knife in front of him, what could they do?

If you don't want to use your mantis arm as a car, then it's better to sit down and listen.

Li Chunqiu swept his gaze across the crowd and slowly fell on Zhao Zheng.

This man, whom he once regarded as a hero, has now become his savior and sits on the lower seat.

Zhao Zheng was dressed in a silk robe, with the sleeves embroidered with the seal of the mountain and forest dragon pattern, and a crown on his head, which was extremely solemn.

The Qin people are still black, so the whole country is black.

Zhao Zheng is naturally no exception, and his silk long dress is also black.

At this time, the young man's childishness seemed to have receded in an instant, and an inexplicable heroic spirit was beginning to emerge.

As Li Chunqiu's gaze moved, everyone's wood light also moved to Zhao Zheng's body.

It was this young man who was about to enter the door of the immortals.

Envy, jealousy, blessing and pride, countless emotions appeared in the eyes of everyone.

In the distance, the two teenagers sitting beside Meng Wu looked at Zhao Zhengdao in the distance: "Father, is he the prince and grandson that grandfather made us close?"

"Well, he is the grandson of the King of Qin, the future King of Qin, the immortal once asserted that he will bear the fortune of the Qin State, and you must be respectful when you see it. ”

"No!"

Meng Tian bowed.

And Meng Yi looked curiously at Zhao Zheng in the distance.

Is this young man who is slightly older than him going to worship under the Immortal Sect?

Does he also have a chance?

Meng Tian supported his cheek with his hand and looked at Zhao Zheng in the distance and thought.

Everyone waited silently.

Li Chunqiu's faint voice sounded slowly.

"The son of the Qin royal family, Zhao Zheng surnamed Zhao, young and intelligent, very talented, will carry the atmosphere in my Huaxia, today I should accept it as a disciple, hope that its self-discipline and strong, work hard, to be Huaxia and my lintel. ”

Li Chunqiu's voice was like thunder surging in the sky.

Stately.

Solemn.

It seems that someone is beating a drum above the nine heavens, which is shocking.

At this moment, the prosperity of Great Qin is a foregone conclusion.

Hearing this, Cai Ze closed his eyes and said secretly in his heart.

The prosperity of this Great Qin, or the prosperity of me.

The nobles present were in different moods and looked at Zhao Zheng in the distance.

Zhao Zheng stepped forward. ”

"The students are here!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng stood up, bowed to the high platform, and then strode up to the high platform from among the countless nobles and teenagers, without half timidity.

Its calmness and walking made everyone still a little distracted.

It wasn't until Zhao Zheng walked a foot in front of Li Chunqiu that everyone came back to their senses.

At this time, the white clothes on the high platform looked at Zhao Zheng and slowly spoke:

"I have a lineage, you don't need to pay a lot of salutes to get started, you can bow three times and knock nine times, and you can be a disciple of my door from now on. ”

"Student Volunteering"

Zhao Zheng didn't hesitate at all, he naturally knew how many people in the audience wanted to stand up in his position at this time.

Learning from the immortals, who is the last one?

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor.

One bow.

Three prostrations.

Every time Zhao Zheng kowtowed, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Two worships.

Six prostrations.

Zhao Zheng recalled the first time he met his master, and the man who controlled the flowing fire was really powerful.

Three worships.

Nine prostrations.

After the ceremony.

On the high platform, Li Chunqiu slowly stretched out his hand, and Zhao Zheng only felt that there was an invisible force that held him up.

Everyone looked at this standing figure, because they all knew that if nothing else, this young man would be the future monarch of the Qin State.

After he worshiped under the immortal sect, this was already a foregone conclusion.

Li Chunqiu looked at Zhao Zhengdao, who finally got up, lightly:

"Once you enter my door, you need to keep the door rules in mind.

First, respect the teacher

Second, integrity is not lost

Third, we must not kill fellow disciples indiscriminately.

There are few rules in the door, can you remember?"

"Disciple keep it in mind!"

"Get up and sit down beside me. ”

"No!"

Zhao Zheng moved when he heard this, and sat quietly beside Li Chunqiu, in front of the white tiger.

Today, preaching is your first lesson, so be sure to listen carefully. ”

"No!"

Li Chunqiu's voice clearly came out of the high platform and fell into the ears of everyone present, and spread through the four thousand sharp soldiers all over the land ten miles west of Xianyang Palace.

Everyone cheered up instantly.

If it was the monarch who witnessed the future of the Qin State before, then now this is the highlight that everyone is waiting for.

The immortals preached.

What will be said?

Will there be a spread of the immortal Dao?

With deep expectation in everyone's eyes, Meng Yi and Meng Tian also cheered up.

Li Chunqiu lightly opened his lips and looked at Zhao Zhengdao:

"Do you know the world?"

World?

Cai Ze and the others all frowned.

Isn't that usually the opening word of their lobbyist?

Immortals also want to govern the world and the country, so what is the difference between this and the hundred schools of thought?

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he thought for a while and said:

"In the world, the people are not happy, when there is a male lord, sweep the six in the universe, and swing the four seas in the world. ”

A ten-year-old boy is still a country.

Li Chunqiu smiled, shook his head and said:

"The Central Plains that you speak of is not the world. ”

Zhao Zheng frowned, and said:

"Outside the Central Plains, there is Xirong in the west, Baiyue in the south, and Xiongnu in the north. ”

Li Chunqiu shook his head again, as if he was a little sorry.

"Thou art the world. ”

"Xiaohu?"

Zhao Zheng looked at his master suspiciously.

All the nobles and the four thousand warriors except for the Qianshou cloth clothes raised their heads.

World?

Everyone in the world knows it, can it still talk about flowers?

It's nothing more than a way to govern the country.

What else can be said?

Until Li Chunqiu put his pen on the void, everyone's expressions gradually solidified.

Lines are intertwined in the void, and a picture slowly shows its outline, which is a map that includes the Central Plains, clearly drawing the mountains, flowing waters, the Central Plains countries and the four directions.

Meticulously detailed, simply impeccable.

Li Chunqiu pointed to the picture and said:

"This is your world. ”

Everyone stared blankly at the map, the cartographic technology of this era was limited, and many people could not see the map in their lifetime, let alone such a clear and clear map.

The next generals, such as Meng Wu, directly opened the bamboo slips used for recording and recorded them frantically.

Maps, this is something that can be encountered by the leader but not sought.

On the high platform, Zhao Zheng bowed to Li Chunqiu after reading the map:

"I want to learn from Mr. Wang's world. ”

"My world?"

Li Chunqiu smiled and didn't speak.

His fingers continued to draw in the air, and lines stretched out, drawing from the well-known world of the Central Plains into the unfamiliar world.

"What is this?"

The knife and pen in Meng Wu's hand had already stopped, because he was stunned.

Zichu was also stunned.

"No, can you smell here?"

"Never. ”

Lu Buwei stared blankly at the map in the air, constantly looking at the Da Qin who was gradually becoming smaller in the map, and lost his mind.

"The world?"

"If so, how does the world ever know the world?"