Meng Idiot's words made Zhao Yue cheer up 120,000 points, in order to quickly practice Nie Ri's swordsmanship, Zhao Yue practiced Qin swordsmanship almost every day for the next period of time.

The white-robed young man holding a sword held a long sword, tossing and turning on the edge of the turquoise cliff, in the distance was a beautiful scenery of Songshan Mountain full of spring, and on the cliff, there was the sound of sword dancing that kept ringing, and the sweat that kept dripping from Zhao Yue's forehead.

A year has passed since he first went to Songshan.

In the long time of this year, Zhao Yue didn't know what happened in the outside world, and the outside world didn't know that an ordinary young man was accumulating strength here, waiting for the moment when the world was disturbed.

Zhao Yue keeps learning, and while he improves his own literacy, he also pays attention to developing good living habits.

A cup of tea a day is indispensable, and he seems to have become accustomed to savoring the aroma of tea slowly, rather than bringing tea to his mouth and drinking it all.

When Meng Shi joked beside him, he was no longer amused, or provoked, but still remained calm, and he couldn't see what he was thinking in his flat expression, the sword in his hand was as powerful as ever, but it was stronger and stronger day by day.

These are all things that idiots are willing to see. In the heart of this old man, he had considerable expectations for Zhao Yue, the young lord of Qin, and he hoped that the descendants of the first emperor would cheer up, restore the world of the Qin Dynasty, and build the Qin State into a brilliant empire again.

However, the monarch of such a large empire not only needs to have excellent strategy and martial arts, but also needs to have a peaceful heart and elegant demeanor. Zhao Yue did all of this. He has completely got rid of the character of a commoner, and under the tutelage of the idiot, he has gradually formed a kind of aristocratic atmosphere.

Zhao Yue may not have noticed that his every move was highly similar to the King Chen Liu, who was sitting on the chariot he saw in Luoyang City that day, which was the temperament that a royal family should have.

When the flowers bloom in the mountains and fields and bloom everywhere on Mt. Taimuro, the green trees become shady again. The fiery rays of the sun burned in the green fields, the babbling streams became the only remedy from the heat, and herds of animals lurked deep in the woods, and the howls of wolves could be heard halfway up the mountain.

Summer is here.

The young man in front of the thatched hut had completely mastered Qin's swordsmanship, and at this time, he was concentrating on practicing Nie Ri, who had been left behind. However, when he finished performing Nie Ri once, he still stood in place, shaking his head sweatily and biting his lip.

"This set of swordsmanship, although I can make it the same as Mr. Idiot, but why is it not as powerful as Qin's swordsmanship." Zhao Yue lowered her head, looked at the blade of the long sword in her hand, and asked lightly.

In his opinion, many of Nie Ri's sword postures are tricky and extremely difficult to perform, and the requirements for the flexibility of the body and the strength of the muscles are also very demanding, but if he follows the requirements completely, it will affect the power of the sword technique itself.

He also once asked Meng Idiot if the emperors of the Qin State, including Ying Zheng, were all good at using Nie Ri.

However, the Meng idiot said that any generation of Qin rulers before him had never practiced Nie Ri. It's just because Nie Ri is a ranger's swordsmanship, if the Ninety-Five Venerable practices it, I'm afraid it will cause criticism. However, with Zhao Yue's current identity, there is no problem in practicing Nie Ri, not to mention, the world has long been unaware of such a set of swordsmanship.

The moon was rising in the west, and Zhao Yue, who was tired for a day, did not exert Nie Ri's power, so he had to reluctantly return to the hut to rest.

In the evening, the idiot came to the thatched hut where Zhao Yue lived, he was holding a lantern in his hand, and his white robe was red by the firelight, seeing Zhao Yue get up from the bed to greet him, he walked calmly to a bench, sat down slowly, and only after a moment did he speak: "Young master, it's been a year, we ......"

Zhao Yue knew what the idiot was going to say, right now, the outside world was in turmoil, the situation was changing at every turn, if he delayed more, I was afraid that by the time he was born, the world would have already been unified, and if he wanted to achieve great things at that time, I was afraid that it would be more difficult than ascending to the sky. The fool came to him tonight to ask him about the birth and how he was prepared.

"Mr. Idiot, my Nie Ri hasn't practiced yet, and it's not even considered a ...... of practice" Zhao Yue looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "But I think that in the troubled times, it is impossible to obtain the world by relying on martial arts alone, with my current ability, if I can recruit some people with martial arts as generals, I should be able to stay away from the Central Plains, and then gain a foothold in remote places, and then slowly try to the world." ”

Meng Idiot smiled slightly, and asked tentatively, "I don't know where the young master wants to start an incident?" ”

Zhao Yue thought carefully for a while, and then said: "What do you think of the West, the West is the origin of my Qin State, and Han Gaozu also accumulated strength in the West, and then defeated the Great Chu Xiang Clan, I want to establish a foundation from the West, and then seek the world." ”

Meng Idiot squinted his eyes and nodded appreciatively, Zhao Yue's overall view has been formed, and the strategic plan in his heart is also in line with the actual situation, I have to say that this is the sublimation brought to him by those many classics.

Two days later, on the Taimur Mountain in the Songshan Mountains, in front of two thatched huts next to the cliff.

The three of them, each with their bags on their backs, stood here, their eyes focused on the two rooms that held so many of their memories. Especially the idiot, he doesn't know how long he has lived here, and leaving at this time, even if he is hard-hearted, will make people feel sad and reluctant.

Zhao Yue stood next to Meng Idiot, looking at him without saying a word, thinking that he was sad in his heart, so he explained: "Mr. Idiot, you don't have to be too sad, after we have achieved great things, it is also a good choice to live in seclusion again!" The scenery is pleasant, and ......"

Before Zhao Yue finished speaking, Meng Idiot suddenly put away his sad expression, turned to the Meng servant on the other side, his face was serious, and he said decisively: "Squire, take the torch!" ”

When Meng Shi heard this, he asked curiously, "Sir, what are you doing with the torch?" ”

The idiot did not answer, but looked at Meng Shi and said to him: "I will let you go and get it, you will go and get it, don't ask so much why." ”

When Meng Shi heard this, he had to go to the side to make a torch, and Zhao Yue stood by the side of Meng Idiot, and he didn't know what Meng Idiot wanted the torch to do. He was about to say some more words to comfort the idiot, but suddenly he saw the idiot take the torch from the hand of the servant and resolutely walk towards the two thatched huts.

"What are you doing, idiot!" Zhao Yue was taken aback and guessed what the idiot wanted to do next, so she rushed forward, stretched out her arm, and blocked the way of the idiot.

Unmoved, the fool handed the torch to the servant again, and ordered him: "Servant, burn down the two thatched huts, go quickly!" ”

Meng Shi was also a little reluctant, so he didn't leave for a long time, but looked at Zhao Yue with a pair of pitiful eyes, hoping that Zhao Yue could persuade Meng to return to the mind of the idiot.

Zhao Yue naturally wouldn't allow Meng Zhizi to do this, he asked Meng Shi to stand still and not move, and said to Meng Zhizi: "Mr. Idiot, what are you doing, why are those two thatched houses burning, there are still many ancient books in them, and they have become unique products, if this fire continues, there will be nothing!" ”

Hearing this, Meng Idiot slowly turned his head to Zhao Yue, he couldn't see the change in his mood in his dark eyes, he just looked at Zhao Yue for a while, and then asked, "Young Master, have you already read those books, remember?" ”

Zhao Yue was a little anxious, and hurriedly said: "I have already seen it and remembered it in my heart, but even so, you can't do it idiot, if this fire goes down, when he becomes famous and thinks about retirement, where will you and I go?" ”

When the idiot heard this, he suddenly said angrily: "Young master, it is really my mistake to fail to teach you to become an adult. But the young master's deeds have not yet been built, and he thinks about the plan when he retreats, doesn't it make the world laugh!? ”

Zhao Yue was stunned for a moment after hearing this, her face turned a little red, and she slowly lowered her head, and she didn't have a word to answer.

Meng Idiot pointed to the two thatched huts with his finger and said indignantly: "Young master, I have never been angry in the past year since you went up the mountain, but now you are about to be born, but you are still nostalgic for the two thatched huts, so, how will you live in the palace hall in the future!" Moreover, the birth of the great husband should have shocked the people of the world, and he should only be brave before, or die on the battlefield, or serve the king, and then die. But the young master's heart is only as big as a thatched house, and he doesn't want to take over the world, but persuades me to come here to live in seclusion, isn't it humiliating to me!? ”

Zhao Yue listened to the words of the idiot and fell into deep thought.

These words made him can't help but let out a long sigh, he knew in his heart that the idiot had high hopes for him, and he did this in the hope of cutting off their retreat and rebuilding the Great Qin Empire. At this time, he just lowered his head, didn't say a word, stopped the arm of the idiot, and gradually put it down.

"Burn!"

At this word, the little boy bit his lip and did not look at it, but threw the torch towards the thatched hut.

In an instant, the sea of fire swept through the place where the master and apprentice lived in the past, and the grass hut slowly turned to ashes in the flames, along with a large number of ancient books and classics. The black mist rushed to the sky, and the fire did not go out for a long time, burning not only the dwellings, but also the green grass on the cliffs.

Zhao Yue walked down Taimur Mountain with Meng Idiot, with the flames still burning behind him.