In the palace of King Han, there was a burst of ping-pong throwing. The attendants and eunuchs bowed tremblingly, not daring to breathe, for fear of making a noise that would turn the enraged king's attention to them.

Even if there are ceramic shards at your feet, you don't dare to move. Even if you are hit by accident, you have to endure it without making a sound.

"This is my Korean bloody marquis, my Korea's good son, 100,000 people say rebellion, but the widow has ever failed you!" Han Wangan was completely drunk, like a child, throwing everything around him. Then he sat on the floor, roaring and crying.

No one came to persuade him, no one came to persuade him, and he became a real loner. He personally sent his ninth son to the Qin State, married his daughter to someone she didn't want to marry, and the only remaining fourth son by his side was also different from him.

"The widow has never failed you, why should you bear the widow!" Han Wangan cried helplessly. He thought that he might not be a Ming monarch, but he was by no means a mediocre monarch, at least in terms of rewards and food, he never withheld the slightest of these great armies, but these people rebelled against him, and betrayed the whole of Korea.

In this troubled world, when the country is ruined and the family is ruined, some lights are always dazzling. The lights of the Bird Pavilion are still on, and the magnates are still doing the days of singing songs night and night, Korea is gone, and the Qin State still needs them to manage, the iron-clad aristocratic family, and the flowing water dynasty are just a change of master.

Zilanxuan is still brightly lit, laughing and laughing. The literati were nostalgic for it, talking about their depression to the beautiful singer, and then lamenting that his career was not smooth, saying that King Han's employment was improper, and what if he had been appointed earlier. Then they drank the wine and hugged the beauties, working hard, as if this could show their might, their superiority. Then the tea returned to calm.

After dawn, I walked out of the building, turned around and took a sip, and mocked, the merchant girl didn't know the danger of the country, and she mistook me with a smile.

In Zilanxuan, there used to be Wei Zhuang, Han Fei, Zhang Liang, these amazing talents, but now there is only a purple-clothed bewitching figure standing by the window looking at the moon lonely and sighing.

"The ovary is gone?" Wei Zhuang suddenly appeared in the house.

Zi Nu glanced back at him, nodded and said, "In this situation, there is nothing he can do." ”

Wei Zhuang nodded, he didn't know if he was referring to Zhang Liang or Han Fei, but no matter who it was, the result was the same.

"They want to know how Wuchenzi made the bloody Hou Bai not rebel, and they want to know how to make the 100,000 army defect." The purple girl spoke.

Wei Zhuang frowned, he knew who they were, but what could he do if he knew, South Korea couldn't be saved. But even so, he came back, and he wanted to give it a try, although he knew that the chances were slim.

"I've been checking on you." Wei Zhuang looked at the purple girl quietly and said.

"I know." Zi Nu nodded, and said indifferently, there are more people in the whole of Korea who have checked her, Ji Wuye, Zhang Kaidi, Bai Yifei, Luo Wang, Taoism, Confucianism, and Mo are no longer worse than a Wei Zhuang.

"So, should I call you the Sect Daughter, or should I call you the Elder of the Yin and Yang Family?" Wei Zhuang said.

Zi Nu glanced back at Wei Zhuang in surprise, she didn't expect Wei Zhuang to be able to find out so deeply. But then he regained his composure and said, "What's the point of these, which identity can save South Korea?" ”

Wei Zhuang shook his head and said calmly: "There is still a difference, if you are the daughter of the sect, then you can live, if you are the elder of the Yin and Yang family, you will die!" ”

The purple girl nodded and said, "I am not only the daughter of the Korean sect, but also the last generation of the Yin and Yang family, and I am also the purple girl of quicksand. ”

Wei Zhuang sighed, it was time for Korea to perish, even if the Qin army was pressing the border now, they could only be suspicious of each other and fighting among themselves.

"What does the Yin and Yang family want to do?" Wei Zhuang opened his mouth and asked, only by knowing what the Yin and Yang family wanted to do, he could be sure whether it was friend or foe.

"I said I don't know, do you believe it?" The purple girl said.

Wei Zhuang frowned, looked at the purple girl, and analyzed whether what she said was true or false.

"Even if it's you, do you ever know what Guiguzi is doing?" The Purple Girl continued.

Wei Zhuang's gaze froze, and the shark tooth sword pointed directly at the purple girl.

The purple girl also didn't dodge it, just looked at him like this.

The two of them were at a stalemate, and in the end, Wei Zhuang could only retract the shark tooth, because he really didn't know what the master was doing.

"If I'm not mistaken, in fact, Zongheng was not released by the Ghost Valley, but the Ghost Valley couldn't accommodate them, so they had to go out of the mountain." The purple girl said.

Wei Zhuang frowned, this is also what he has been curious about, the Ghost Valley has been a famous figure in the past dynasties, but these people have never returned to the Ghost Valley, which is unconvincing to the world.

Taoism, Moism, Confucianism, these big factions, no matter how the disciples go out of the mountain, will say that they are teachers, but the Guigu does not have them, they are vertical and horizontal, when they do not show their talents, no one is even a disciple of the Guigu, let alone know whether they are vertical or horizontal.

Like Confucianism and Mohists, after leaving the mountain to take office, they need to hand over a part of their income to the mountain gate. When I went, I would also transcribe a copy of my work and hand it over to Sanmon. Only the disciples of the Ghost Valley, once they left the mountain, never returned to the Ghost Valley.

Therefore, Guigu is probably not only fighting, but also fighting with Guiguzi.

"Don't let me know you're doing something to destroy South Korea, or you're going to die!" Wei Zhuang said coldly.

"Honglian is about to get married, and Ji Wuye used the army as a threat to force Han Wangan to agree to get married on the same day." The purple girl spoke.

Wei Zhuang nodded, he already knew this, but he had no choice, from the rebellion of the Bloody Clothes Hou, he knew that South Korea was going to die, all the army deployments in South Korea were done by Bai Yifei, and the 100,000 troops rebelled, and it was impossible for Bai Yifei not to hand over the Gyeonggi defense map of South Korea to Wuchenzi. So during this time, he was investigating the movements of the Qin army and thinking about how to rearm the defense.

"The commander has an order, stop the attack!"

Wang Jian received the military order from Nanyang, frowned, and saw that Xinzheng was in front of him, and he didn't know what Wuchenzi was going to do, so he actually ordered to stop the attack. But thinking of the previous Nanyang incident, Wang Jian had no choice but to order to stop the attack and gather his troops and station them in place.

In the Nanyang County Guard's Mansion, Wuchenzi looked at the people sent by Xianyang, I want a thousand, you give me less than 300, and the bargaining is not like this, don't you know that I hacked the Korean nobles to death? How do you let me fight? When everyone is killed, who will manage the place?

Xiao He looked at the angry Wuchenzi in front of him, and suddenly felt that the expression of the big guy who couldn't get people was the same, so he directly ignored Wuchenzi's gaze that wanted to eat people, anyway, there are so many people, do you like it or not, anyway, if you cut me, you will be even more unavailable.

"Who are you, why didn't Chen Ping come?" Wuchenzi asked forcibly.

"Xiaguan, Xiao He, is now the director of the Recruitment Hall." Xiao He replied with a salute.

Wuchenzi was stunned, Xiao He? Why did he get mixed up with Chen Ping? This is the first person to be the founder of the Han Dynasty and the eldest brother of the three heroes of the early Han Dynasty. Or the leader of the super internal affairs.

"Who, let's go drink. It's time to get to work! Wuchenzi looked at Bai Yifei, who had not rested for a few days, and said, no way, it was too much to kill, and everything was pressed to Bai Yifei to do.

Bai Yifei raised his head, glanced at Wuchenzi, and then looked at Xiao He, jumped up in an instant, pulled Wuchenzi and ran, and finally could rest.

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, is the work handover so casual?

"By the way, in the future, you will be the county guard of Nanyang, and you will be responsible for all the internal affairs of South Korea." Dustless came back again.

Xiao He was stunned for an instant, was he promoted? Became a feudal official so quickly?

"The seals and letters are all on the case, you can do it yourself." Wuchenzi said, and then pulled Bai Yifei and ran away.

Xiao He looked at the county shou seal letter on the main case in disbelief. Then he looked at the more than 200 people he brought, and pretended to be serious and said, "Don't you start working yet?" The corners of his mouth hung up in an arc, but it showed his excitement at this time, how long has he been in Qin, he has become a feudal official, damn Chen Ping, when Lao Tzu returns to Xianyang, he will sit on your head and shit for you!

"What about the officials in Nanyang?" Xiao He frowned, the chief officials are here, and the original Nanyang officials have not yet come to visit.

"Well, report to your lordship, all the noble officials have been killed by the marshal." The attendant of the county guard said.

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, looked at the attendant and asked, "Don't tell me, the army has passed by, and all the noble officials have been killed by you!" ”

"Lord Hui, that's it!" The attendant said stubbornly, they can't help the commander's order, they didn't see me because they knew a few words, they all changed from an axe to a knife and pen officer.

"I..." Xiao He looked at the sky and sighed, but he was speechless and choked, thinking that he could be idle for a few days by jumping out of Xianyang, but as a result, this was even more difficult than Xianyang.

He finally understood why he said that he was willing to come to the Nanyang front, Chen Ping fought with him endlessly, and finally agreed with difficulty and happiness. It turned out that he had dug a pit and waited for himself to jump. I was still complacent and thought I had won, careless, and didn't flash.

"Can he do it?" Bai Yifei looked at Wuchenzi and asked. The two of them were lying on the corner of the wall and looking at Xiao He, who was forgetting to sleep and eat.

"If it were someone else, it might not work, but he should have no problem." Wuchenzi said.

Bai Yifei nodded, he was also annoyed by the political affairs in the room. It is better to carry a mace to the front line than to squat in the county guard to handle official business.

"Can I really solve my exercise problem?" Bai Yifei was also a little suspicious, and every day Wuchenzi would ask Lang Yu to send two cans of blood-red wine. Bai Yifei didn't ask where the blood came from, anyway, he didn't have to do it himself.

Wuchenzi nodded and said, "Are those blood foods still appetizing?" ”

Bai Yifei nodded, there was no fishy smell, it was still a little mellow, and the taste and texture were much better.

"Then keep drinking, I'll have as much as I want." Wuchenzi said.

Bai Yifei frowned, he could feel that there were other things here besides human blood, but where did Wuchen get so much human blood.

"How many people did you kill?" Bai Yifei frowned and asked.

Wuchenzi shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry about this, anyway, I didn't touch Nanyang and South Korea." ”

Bai Yifei nodded at this time, and he didn't want to ask about other things.

Back at his lodgings, the crow was struggling to step on the grapes and seal the wine.

"Are you really deceiving the Bloody Cloth Marquis and really being able to solve his practice problems?" Mo Crow couldn't believe it, just by making wine of the same color as blood, he could trick the Bloody Cloth Marquis?

"Don't you notice that every day you wake up, you have more wounds on your hands?" Lang Yu couldn't help but speak.

Mo Crow was stunned, looking at the wound on his wrist that was scratched by the Beiluo Master, it was a little strange that it had not been well for so many days.

"You're talking a bit too much." Wuchenzi looked at Lang Yu and said.

Lang Yu shut up directly, and looked at Mo Crow sympathetically, I'm afraid you don't know that every day before you go to send wine to the Bloody Clothes Hou, you will let the Beiluo Master Sect stun you, and then put some of your blood into the wine.

"Drinking human blood is just a kind of self-hypnosis, you tell him it's blood, and he believes it's blood." Wuchenzi said lightly, as for why he used the blood of the ink crow, it was because the Yin death qi of the ink crow's cultivation was heavier, which made the blood clothes feel close to him instinctively, not because he was afraid of pain.

"So, you're lying to the Bloody Cloth Marquis?" The ink crow asked with a frown.

"How can it be said to be a lie, this is called psychological suggestion therapy, a special method of doctors, Duan. So I'm afraid that you're okay to read more, but you just don't listen. Wuchenzi said, if blood sucking is really useful, the world will already be dancing with demons. If you have that opportunity, you might as well suck a few more bone marrow to be comfortable.

Mo Crow and Lang Yu were both stunned, turned around and left, and couldn't talk anymore.

"Where are you going?" Wuchenzi was stunned, how could he say a few words and leave.

"Read!" Mo Yao and Lang Yu replied in unison.

Wuchenzi sighed, young people should study more, otherwise they will still be illiterate, and it will be a shame.

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