"Mr. Sikong stays." Xie Wei's hoarse voice was particularly clear in the wilderness, "Li Mu is dead, Zhao is about to die, how can Mr. regret it?" ”

He was the one who persuaded King Zhao at the beginning, and he asserted to Guo Zhi in Pingyuanjin that if Zhao killed Wu Anjun Li Mu, he would definitely perish in less than half a year. Or do you regret the demise of the Zhao Kingdom?

Sikong Ma paused to return to the team, and turned around very slowly.

"Zhao general Wu Anjun died in the middle of the year; If you kill Wu Anjun, it will only be half a year. ”

If King Zhao can insist on taking Wu Anjun and Li Mu as his generals, he can support it for one year; If Wu Anjun is killed in vain, the period of destruction will not be half a year.

The categorical judgments of the past are still in his ears, but he is no longer the high-spirited politician who directs the country, and no matter how arrogant he is, he looks too pale in the face of birth, old age, sickness and death.

He regretted it a little now, he knew that he ended up in such a wolf situation, it was better to follow Lü Buwei's death festival at the beginning, and leave a high reputation to pass on to future generations.

Sikong Ma sighed, "In the past, when I entered Hangu Pass, I seemed to see Zhao Zhihancang, Ma is now a prisoner, Cang is still a guest, the world rises and falls, and now I dare not discuss it." ”

Xie Wei bit his lip flap lightly, entered the letter Guguan, and met Han Cang?

The rich person who quickly showed the proof of clearance and left Hangu Pass in a hurry flashed in front of him, that person was Han Cang?

It's really good, she just happened to inform Jian Ji to find this courtier who colluded with Guo Kai, and didn't want him to send it to the door himself - but I don't know where he is going now.

"The so-called life, the beginning of materialization, is also hard; The so-called death, the return of materialization, will return to heaven. Relieved his worries and suppressed the cranky thoughts of the people below, looked up at the haggard person in front of him, and pushed it out with a flat hand, "Mr. reluctantly, reluctantly......"

Life is nothing but toiling and living in the world, and there is nothing to covet; Death is nothing but the return of life to the Heavenly Dao, and it should not be overly sad.

Sikong Ma's eyes were complicated, and the young man in front of him was a little clear, and he was persuading himself to die, so as not to tarnish his name for a lifetime!

"If the gentleman is determined, he can help him." Xie Wei put one hand into his sleeve and buckled a silver needle for feeding poison in the palm of his hand.

There was a long silence.

He didn't think he was a man who feared death.

At the beginning, he did not follow Lü Buwei's death, in order to run to other countries and realize his political ideals, even if he was arrested in Qin and demoted to a ghost salary, it was only three years, and the eldest husband could bend and stretch, and after these three years, he had a free body and could go to other places.

But he didn't think that at the end of his fate, what awaited him turned out to be such a dead end.

In the art of war, he knows that he has no hope of "life", but he still has to escape such a dead end.

Xie Wu looked at the person in front of him and nodded, and was about to hand over the poison needle to him, but Sikong Ma suddenly turned around, picked up a broken dead branch from the ground, and ran towards Qiliju who was standing on the side at an unexpected speed.

Qi Liju was baffled by the sudden attack, and after hurriedly dodging for a while, he stood in the distance puzzled, "What kind of enmity does Sikong and Ju have?" ”

Sikong Ma didn't answer, staggered to his feet, intending to attack again.

The guards in the distance saw that there were people attacking others, and beckoned a few soldiers to approach this side.

"Those who are guilty of furious should be killed!" Solve your worries and don't dodge, raise your eyes and look directly at Sikong Ma, "Drowning in sewage, but also polluting your arrogant bones, don't you commit suicide with poison, in order to follow Wen Xinhou?" ”

Condemnation is to throw the sinner into the water and drown him alive, and the place of execution is about the dirty green pond that he just saw.

It's better to kill yourself than to drown in that kind of place.

Sikong Ma naturally knew this law, and he intended to deliberately sin and die, but he had no idea when he heard Xie Wu say this, "Then, in the opinion of Xiaoyou, what can I do about it?" ”

He never thought that he would one day ask a teenager's opinion so unassertively, but the young man in front of him, who was only in his prime, actually gave birth to a kind of trust for no reason, as if asking him for help was not a shameful thing.

Xie Wei poked his little hand out of his sleeve and showed the small needle in his hand to the sun, and then lowered his hand, and the needle fell straight to the gravel ground beside her.

The sharp needle tips glow with an eerie layer of color in the sunlight.

Sikong Ma put his mind at ease, what this young man was holding in his hand was a poisonous needle, and he must be 12 percent sure that it could kill someone.

In that case, then he just avoided the shame of entering the relocation center.

"'The soldier dies for the confidant', Lu Xiang treats me with the kindness of the scholar, and now Sikong Ma also repays him with the virtue of the scholar." After saying this, Sikong Ma retreated and knelt down with difficulty, put his hands in front of him, and slowly made a bow.

Xie Wei took a step aside, she knew she couldn't afford this gift.

Sikong Ma could feel the sharp needle tip piercing the skin of his fingers, and there was some slight pain, which was not as painful as the whip that fell on the overseer's body when he was a ghost, and the feeling after that was numb...... This numbness spreads from the fingertips to the heart and to the face, making people want to close their eyes and rest for a while.

Before closing his eyes, his gaze rested on the hand of the boy who had persuaded him to kill himself.

That hand was small, white as jade, as soft as a wattle, really like a woman's hand......

Xie Wei lowered his eyes and watched him slowly close his eyes, fell heavily to the ground, and never got up again.

The bones of an era are buried.

The support of an era has collapsed.

"Lu Lan", the latest book, is the end of this era of "a hundred schools of thought", famous for "miscellaneous", and this hand-me-down book is also the last strong note of this era.

From then on, burning books and pit Confucianism, breaking the piano and boiling cranes, this world will never hear the string songs of the spring and autumn of that year, and will never see the arrogant officials of the lacquer garden with mud coating, and there will be no more leaders who follow the rules.

There are things that are gone, and no matter how much effort is made, there will never be more.

Of course, from ancient times to the present, no one in the upper echelons has made a small effort to regain the most intoxicating and admirable things of this era.

Xie Wei closed his eyes, lowered his head in silence for a moment, and raised his head to exchange glances with Qi Liju who was stunned.

Qi Liju was gloomy, slowly approached his old friend, and then, with the same devotion as he was, he retreated and knelt down, and made a bow to the corpse.

His feelings cannot be expressed in words, so he can only mourn this deceased man who is both literary and strategic.

The soldiers who had rushed to subdue the murderers were intimidated by this solemn atmosphere and couldn't help but stop.

In the dead silence, the healer who was examining the man approached with his sleeve in his hand, leaned over to examine it for a moment, and slowly got up.

"Burniable."

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