In the Wuhou Mansion, Wang Chongyang held a banquet to entertain Bao Zheng and Di Renjie and others.

After some conversation, several people have a preliminary understanding.

At night, Wang Chongyang stood at the door of the main hall, looking up at the starry sky. Now there are many famous characters in China. But he still doesn't have any eyebrows about the god list. Moreover, at this time, Qin's domestic and foreign troubles, coupled with the fact that he had no real power, now seemed to be sharp in the court, but in fact, what he borrowed was nothing more than the previous fame of the Wang family.

As a human being, he knows that betting everything on other people's favors will be useless.

"Master Hou still doesn't sleep so late?"

A soft voice came from behind him. Wang Chongyang didn't look back, he knew who it was. The woman who dared to call him that the huge Houfu was the only one who was the ninth princess, Qin Fuhan.

"You broke ground in my backyard, didn't you?" asked Wang Chongyang without looking back.

"Not bad. Qin Fuhan sat down on the stone table and said with a smile, "The entire front yard of Wuhou Mansion looks like a military camp, only the backyard still has a bit of garden landscape." From a grand point of view, it was once considered a good place to live. However, the backyard of Houfu has been abandoned for many years, and the landscape has long been destroyed. Now that the princess is living in, although it is a temporary residence, it must be repaired. ”

After Qin Fuhan finished speaking, he smiled playfully. Wang Chongyang, who was still expressionless, squeezed his eyebrows.

Wang Chongyang frowned slightly, pondered for a long time, and suddenly said, "The Wuhou Mansion has broken ground, and it needs to be reported to Fengchang." Then the auspicious day is selected by Fengchang, and the ground can only be broken after the altar is opened. ”

Looking at the serious Wang Chongyang, Qin Fuhan rolled his eyes. How can there be such an old-fashioned peer.

"Master Hou, you are the same age as me, how can you be more old-fashioned than those rotten Confucians who abide by dogma?" Qin Fuhan propped his chin and frowned.

When Wang Chongyang heard this, he stared at Qin Fuhan and said, "Oh, old-fashioned, is it just old-fashioned to follow the rules?"

Wang Chongyang's sudden rhetorical question made Qin Fuhan slightly stunned.

After a while, she nodded slightly, and said, "Isn't it? Dogma is not yet written by man. ”

Wang Chongyang frowned, and asked rhetorically, "Then let me ask you, who formulated these dogmas, and what is he formulating for?"

"The law-maker, of course, is the superior. Because the superior needs to restrain the subordinate with rules. But you are the superior, why should you be the same as the inferior?" Qin Fuhan was puzzled.

"Suppose you are a subordinate and I am a superior. I made a rule, but I trampled on it. And you have to love this rule. What would you think?" Wang Chongyang did not answer her question, but asked rhetorically.

Qin Fuhan frowned and thought for a while. In an uncertain tone, he said, "I should be angry!"

In this way, when the formulators are unwilling to abide by the rules, will the subordinates continue to abide by the rules? In the long run, it will be like the current situation of the Qin State. The king is not a king, and the minister is not a minister. ”

After Wang Chongyang finished speaking, Qin Fuhan fell into deep thought. After a while, Qin Fuhan raised his head.

"The superior holds the power, and we have the absolute power to enforce the rules, don't we?" Qin Fuhan sat up straight and said.

Wang Chongyang stared at Qin Fuhan, and from the latter's eyes, he saw the emperor's iron blood and domineering. He sighed deeply, "You don't understand. Those who make the rules are smart, and those who follow the rules are fools. The world is always full of fools and more clever people. But a fool does not know that he is a fool, but a wise man knows that he is a wise man. So smart people will jump out. However, there is no shortage of smart people in this world, and with your rise, there is the rise of another person. It's nothing more than who stands on the cusp of the storm. The one who does not change is still a fool. Fools need leaders, not slaves. ”

"It's like a ship floating on the sea because it's higher than the sea. So the person sitting on the boat can see the scenery above the sea. However, the ship was already a foreign object in relation to the sea. Once there is a wind and waves, the sea will capsize the ship. The capsizing of a small boat is painless and itchless for the sea. ”

"Back to reality. The Qin royal family is like that ship. Looking at the infinite scenery in front of you, in fact, there is an undercurrent surging. And the rules are the nautical charts, celestial phenomena, Sinan, etc. in your hand. If you don't play by your rules, then the sea won't play by your rules either. In an instant, you may be swept over by the waves. After that, another ship will set sail on the sea, follow your path, learn your lessons, and move on. ”

"In the same way, the current state of Qin is like a ship in the middle of a storm. There is a possibility of capsizing at any time. If you continue to act recklessly like this, as long as someone stands up one day, raises their arms and shouts, Qin Guo may immediately change his surname. ”

Wang Chongyang's words made Qin Fuhan fall into deep thought.

After a long time, Qin Fuhan raised his head, looked at Wang Chongyang and said, "Water can carry a boat, and it can also capsize a boat." The emperors of all ages are fools!"

"You... Not bad!" Wang Chongyang was shocked, he almost thought that Qin Fuhan was also a traverser. But judging from the previous meetings with Shang Ying, Bao Zheng and others, he is really a person from the Xuanhuang world.

"Heaven and man are one!" Qin Fuhan suddenly thought of a word and whispered.

"What?" Wang Chongyang was puzzled, and Qin Fuhan was suddenly a little strange.

"It's nothing, it's just that your words have given me some insight into the way of the emperor. Qin Fuhan shook his head slightly.

"That's good. Wang Chongyang didn't think much about it.

Looking at the beautiful moonlight, Wang Chongyang's interest was prominent. Drawing a long sword from the stone table, he flew out and swung it in the moonlight.

The sparkling moonlight, the cold light floats. The sword chant wins the sound of the cicada, and the mighty spirit fills all directions.

Wang Chongyang's sword momentum is sometimes ethereal, sometimes fierce. Soft time is like flowing water, into the nuance. At the beginning, it was like a torrent of galloping horses, opening and closing.

After a simple set of basic swordsmanship, Qin Fuhan was unconsciously stunned.

When Wang Chongyang stopped, Qin Fuhan still looked at Wang Chongyang with a demented face.

"Sparse can run horses, airtight. You can dance with such an artistic conception with this set of basic sword skills, which is really powerful. Why didn't I find out that you were so powerful when I was a child!" Qin Fuhan tilted his head and said softly.

Wang Chongyang frowned slightly and did not answer his question.

"It's weird. When I was a kid, I remember you loved to laugh. Although you don't go out often, I often come to Wuhou Mansion. I remember that at that time, Sister Yueyao often made sugar pills for me and Yang Liansheng's girl. I miss it now that I think about it. ”

Qin Fuhan seemed to have opened the conversation box, and kept talking about the past.

"When I was a child, I finished laughing, and when I grew up, I won't laugh!" Wang Chongyang listened to Qin Fuhan's narration, and whispered after a long silence.

"Eh, when is there time to laugh?" Qin Fuhan felt more and more that Wang Chongyang was a little chattering.

"Remember all the happiness well, although I don't know if it's poison or antidote!" Wang Chongyang lowered his eyes and whispered to himself.

Qin Fuhan frowned slightly, Wang Chongyang always inexplicably exuded a wave of inexplicable vicissitudes.

"That's right, it stands to reason. Sister Yueyao should come here. Why haven't you come back yet, I miss her!" Qin Fuhan suddenly asked.

Qin Fuhan's words also reminded Wang Chongyang. Wang Yueyao sent a message from the time when he finished keeping filial piety that he wanted to return to Beijing, and it has been almost half a month in the blink of an eye, why is there no news at all?

"Ah, sister sent a message, saying that she was coming back. It's just that there is no news all of a sudden, and I'm a little puzzled!" Wang Chongyang shook his head slightly, his tone full of worry.

"It's weird. Gannan to Kyoto, even if it is slow, it should be there in half a month. Could something happen?" Wang Chongyang whispered.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he became, and Wang Chongyang suddenly thought of Gannan's impulse.

"Don't worry. Sister Yueyao is the daughter of the Marquis of Wu, the young lady of the Great General's Mansion of Weilong, who dares to touch her in the entire Qin State? Don't worry. Qin Fuhan hurriedly comforted.

Qin Fuhan's words are very reasonable, but Wang Chongyang is still worried.

"I'm afraid I won't have long eyes!"

When Qin Fuhan heard this, he was also speechless.

Just when Wang Chongyang and Qin Fuhan were talking, far away in the southern capital of Gannan, when the emperor was the emperor's own brother, Qin Lianggu, the king of Qi, was looking at the carriage in the distance with a sad face.

"Alas, wretched child. If Wuhou is still here, how can you suffer such a great humiliation!"

Then the King of Qi raised his head, looked at the full moon in the sky, and said in a low voice, "Brother Huang, the Qin State owes the Wang family another amount!"