On a moonlit night in the river and sea, the cold air is like smoke and fog, like a light veil, surrounding the entire sea and moon building. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the attic on the second floor, a huge copper stove for heating is placed on all four walls, and charcoal is burned in it, which warms the entire attic.

Ying Ziyi was dressed in a thin long robe, playing with the feather pill in her hand, and half lying on the thick fur mattress cushion.

The sea breeze blowing from time to time outside the attic, swaying by candlelight, Shi Lan took off the servant's clothes, changed into women's clothes, took a bath, and walked up to the attic on the second floor.

The brocade skirt happened to cover the heels, and the waist was tightly sealed, which perfectly outlined Shi Lan's figure. Wearing long hair and back, Shi Lan has no extra decorations on her body, nor is she smeared with rouge gouache, however, the years are the best cover-up. Washing away the irritability of being busy in the smoke all day long, Shi Lan's body has a refreshing breath.

Shi Lan's heart was not as peaceful as it seemed from the outside, and the moment she walked up the last step and stepped onto the floor of the second attic, her heart was already very nervous.

Shi Lan's heart is not without worries, what should she do if Yingzi Yi is beastly? Is it resistance, or is it ........ Submissive.

"Master." Shi Lan came to the short table, knelt on her legs, and said softly.

Ying Ziyi didn't pay attention to it, his eyes were still obsessed with the Feather Pill.

Seeing this, Shi Lan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief in her heart, but then her heart became even more nervous. Waiting is suffering, especially waiting for not knowing what the outcome will be.

"Do you know what this Feather Pill is for?"

Ying Ziyi's question made Shi Lan a little surprised, she was slightly stunned, put on a standard posture, and her head sank slightly, "The slave doesn't know." ”

"This is the medicine for refining the elixir of immortality."

"Is there really immortality in this world?" Shi Lan's curiosity drove her to ask a question that she shouldn't have asked.

Ying Ziyi didn't seem to care about Shi Lan's transgression, and said with a smile: "Immortality?" ”

Ying Ziyi said, stood up, and walked to the corridor outside the attic under Shi Lan's gaze. The sea is not calm, the sound of the waves rolling faintly, the sea and the sky are intertwined, and the clouds and ink on it are even more hideous like slaves, as if it is going to rain.

"From ancient times to the present day, how can there be immortals? But it's a dream, a nightmare that hangs over this empire. What do you think would happen if I broke it? ”

"Is the master such a selfless person?"

Shi Lan's words were very disrespectful, but Ying Ziyi didn't look angry at all.

"Indeed, I'm a villain!"

Ying Ziyi returned to the warm pavilion like spring, and spread her hands out, "Help me loosen my clothes." ”

Shi Lan was stunned for a moment, struggled to walk behind Ying Ziyi, and took off the pullover she was wearing. Shi Lan lowered her head, her face was a little twisted, and she didn't know what she was thinking? It's just that Ying Ziyi ignored it, returned to his thick mattress, squinted his eyes and fell asleep half-lying.

The sound insulation in the attic is very good, Shi Lan half knelt on the ground, quietly looking at Ying Ziyi who had fallen asleep. Although he is the crown prince of the empire, he is only a teenager, and there is still a trace of childishness on his delicate face.

Shi Lan's eyes widened, as if admiring and remembering, but soon the ripples in her heart were replaced by hatred. She remembered the smoke and dust rising above Shu Mountain, the annihilation of Yu Yuan's guards, the murderous aura of the Qin army in black armor, and the shivering appearance of the old and young squatting on the ground in Shu Mountain.

And all this was brought by the man in front of him.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Shi Lan's eyes, but then it disappeared again. Shi Lan understood that if the man in front of her died in her own hands, then not only her, but even her brother, those Shushan villagers who were still suffering in Jinguan City, Luo Wang would definitely not let them go.

Time passed slowly like this, and in Shi Lan's trance, Ying Ziyi had already opened her eyes and pulled them into her arms.

Shi Lan's heart was empty all of a sudden, she didn't know what she should do at that moment, and she lost her ability to think. It's just that the moment of trance in his mind was short-lived, and the touch hit, feeling the breath and warmth of the man in his arms, all kinds of feelings in Shi Lan's heart suddenly flooded up.

Shame, anger, grievance, helplessness........ and the warmth hidden in these feelings.

"Tyrant, death is on the verge of death, and you are still so greedy and lustful."

Someone? How could anyone? Could it be an assassin? Shi Lan was shocked in her heart, but she didn't stand up to defend against the enemy at the first time. She lay in Ying Ziyi's arms, and instinctively had a trace of trust in the man in front of her, believing that the assassin in front of her would definitely not be his opponent

"Who are you? It can be known that the crime of assassinating the king is complicit in rebellion, and the crime is unforgivable, and the nine clans should be punished. ”

Six men in black with short daggers in their hands, wet from their bodies, cut through the curtains around the attic, and had surrounded the attic from all directions. In the distance, above the cliffs.

Xiaoyaozi and the leaders of the Mo family crouched on the cliff to observe. Knowing that Prince Qin lived in this small sea and moon building, Xiaoyaozi originally wanted to take advantage of Yingziyi's unpreparedness to make a surprise attack and recapture the Yuhua Pill. It's just that I didn't expect it, but someone did it first.

The visitors are well-trained and have excellent water resistance. From beneath the surface of the sea, he dived into the sea moon small building. Their plan was going well, and there was not a single guard around Prince Qin's attic.

"Who are they?" Sledgehammer asked in a low voice.

It's just that the people around at this moment, who knows the answer?

"Mr. Xiaoyao, should we take advantage of the situation to attack?" Gao Yanli asked, after all, attacking at this moment will definitely be able to make the Qin army's position chaotic, and the plan to recapture the Feather Pill will be smoother.

No one on the field believed that those assassins could succeed, maybe it was in the Ink Core Hall of the Organ City, Prince Qin was too impressive to everyone.

They didn't believe that these few assassins alone could take out Prince Qin.

Sudden mutations. The group of assassins who had surrounded Prince Qin all fell in an instant, and Prince Qin was in place, not moving. It's so far away that no one can figure out what the hell is going on?

It's just that such a strange scene made everyone's hearts burst out. Gao gradually left and ordered: "The situation has changed, let the little plantar withdraw." ”

In the attic, Mu Xuzi held a long sword in his hand, knelt on one knee, and asked for sin.

"It is not good for Weichen to protect His Royal Highness the Prince, please punish His Highness."

Mu Xuzi led the soldiers to patrol around, and when he realized that something was wrong, he rushed over alone. Who knew that it was still a step too late, and by the time he arrived, the assassins had all been eliminated.

"It's not your fault, you've disposed of these corpses!" Ying Ziyi commanded lightly.

"Yes!" Mu Xuzi retreated, walked down the pavilion, and beckoned the soldiers to carry the corpse. It's just that he wondered in his heart, there are still burning scars on the bodies of these corpses, how did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince do it?

No one could see it more clearly than Shi Lan, and just now, several green figures appeared behind those assassins out of thin air, easily eliminating them. Then, it disappeared out of thin air.

Shi Lan stood behind Ying Ziyi, recalling the classics of Shushan that she had seen, which had recorded a special kind of puppet called Lingshi, which wanted to pass on the secret technique of the ancient mirage.

The spirit can hide between the real and the void, guarding the master's left and right. I didn't expect that Prince Qin still had such a force by his side.

"Shi Lan."

"The slave is here."

"Go help me with something."

……..

Little Sage Village.

The bamboo forest is clear, and Fu Nian walks on the trail alone. Prince Qin wanted Xiao Shengxian Zhuang to burn the book, the stakes were very high, and Fu Nian was uncertain for a while, so he remembered Xunzi and wanted to ask him for an idea.

In the bamboo house, Xunzi was sitting upright playing chess, and when he heard the boy report that Fu Nian was coming, he waved his hand and let him walk in.

"Come, come, Fu Nian, accompany the old man to play a game of chess." Xunzi beckoned Fu Nian to sit opposite him.

Confucianism respects teachers and respects the way, and Fu Nian does not dare to refuse.

A game of chess was played to the middle game, and Fu Nian's sunspot situation had already gone, so he abandoned the son and admitted defeat.

"Why, when you play chess, the grapes hesitate and fall uncertainly. I remember that you have practiced the Holy King's Heart Method for many years, and your bearing is solemn. What is it that makes you so unsure? Xunzi stroked his long beard and asked.

"Yesterday, I went with my two junior brothers to Xiaoyuehai, the prince of Qin, for a while, and during the banquet, the prince of Qin asked us Confucians to do something. That is to burn the old texts of the six kingdoms of Tibet and China. ”

"What!" Xunzi's beard trembled slightly, even with his concentration, at first glance, he was full of beard and hair, and he was very angry. However, Xunzi soon fell silent, he touched his beard, pondered carefully, and soon tasted the taste.

"I already know what you're here for. What to do, you can do it with your heart. Remember, do not do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Xunzi said indifferently, waved his sleeves, and motioned for Fu Nian to retreat.

"Do not do unto others as you would have them do unto you." Fu Nian muttered softly, then bowed and retreated.

"The princes of the seven kingdoms, the sons of a hundred families. It seems that there is no place for us Confucians to study quietly. Xunzi cleaned up the chessboard, and a son fell, and Tianyuan fell.

At the moment when Xunzi fell, a light blue light wave spread out instantly, and the fallen leaves in the entire bamboo forest stopped for a while. When the pale blue light dissipated, the bamboo leaves fell, and everything returned to calm.

……

"What did Uncle Shi say?"

When Fu Nian returned to the Little Sage Village, Yan Lu and Zhang Liang were waiting in the attic near the sea, waiting for an answer.

The attic is built on a cliff and faces the sea. Fu Nian walked in, came to the window, put his hands behind him, and looked at the sea view.

"Uncle Shi said that everything depends on our hearts. And he especially told me not to do to others what you don't want to do to you. ”

"What do you mean, uncle?" Yan Lu was puzzled, turned his head to look at Zhang Liang, and asked, "Senior brother, do you know?" ”

Zhang Liang groaned slightly: "What Prince Qin did was nothing more than to let Xiao Shengxian Zhuang take the lead for him and gain an advantage in the battle for the storage position with Gongzi Fusu. Doing so is actually equivalent to Confucianism handing over a letter of nomination to the Prince of Qin. Once Prince Qin ascends to the throne in the future, my Confucianism will naturally rise, but once it fails, then the little sage village will definitely fall into the abyss, and there is a worry of the death of the sect. ”

"So, if we don't burn books, won't we have these worries?" Yan Lu asked lightly. He's not a gambler, so the first thing he thinks about isn't the yard.

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. The battle for the throne of the empire has affected the entire world, and all the sons and hundreds of schools of thought are no exception. In this competition, not standing on Prince Qin's side means standing opposite him. At that time, Prince Qin will definitely not tolerate the continued existence of Xiao Shengxian Zhuang, and the catastrophe he said that day may really come. ”

"Is that so?" Yan Lu thought about it and felt that what Zhang Liang said was not unreasonable.

Moreover, if Xiao Shengxian Zhuang really burned books according to the words of Prince Qin, then the whole of Confucianism would inevitably fall into turmoil. Xiao Shengxianzhuang's position as the bull's ear of Confucianism in the world will inevitably disappear because of the book burning. Those Confucians who want to restore the Zhou rites will definitely draw a line with us, and even die. Zhang Liang looked at Fu Nian, and his eyes flashed: "No matter what, Xiao Shengxian Zhuang has reached a dilemma at this moment, and he must make a choice." ”

Fu Nian sighed slightly and said, "Ovary, if you are me, how should you choose?" ”

"If we don't burn books, then we will inevitably be regarded by Prince Qin as a party of Gongzi Fusu, and a catastrophe may come in an instant. And if it is a book burning, although Xiao Shengxianzhuang is under the protection of Prince Qin for a while, it is difficult to say what will happen in the future? The world is confusing, and the ovary cannot be understood. ”

"Zifang, you were born in South Korea, don't you want to return to South Korea?" Fu Nian suddenly asked and said.

"When Korea died, the ovary really thought so. And think about it day and night, haunt in my heart, and linger. But now, the ovary has been indifferent, even if South Korea is restored, is today's South Korea still the same as it used to be? Zhang Liang arched his hand, unwilling to affect his senior brother's judgment because of his grievances.

"I see. Stand down! Tomorrow at sunrise, I'll give an answer. ”

"Senior brother in charge, I'll retire."

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang withdrew from the attic.

Walking down the aisle, Yan Lu remembered something and asked, "Zifang, that Ziming's child seems to have an extraordinary background." At a young age, his internal strength is pure, which is really incredible. ”

"He is the giant son of the Mo family, the son of Jing Ke, Jing Tianming." Zhang Liang replied honestly.

"This thing ......."

Yan Lu hadn't finished speaking, but he heard Zhang Liang reply: "This is what Prince Qin asked me to do." ”

"What? The empire and the Mo family are on the same page, why does Prince Qin want us to collect the Mo family's giants? Does Senior Brother know about this? ”

Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "When I led Ziming back, I had already told the senior brother in charge. The senior brother is also noncommittal. ”

"Prince Qin is really inscrutable!"

After many years of practicing the method of sitting and forgetting the mind, Yan Lu's cultivation has already reached the point of not being alarmed, and after returning from Baiyue, his cultivation has become even more refined. It's just that what has happened recently is really important, and his mood has changed again, and he can't calm down. (To be continued.) )