Chapter 50: Wandering on the Verge of Death

He walked towards Xia Chunqiu and helped him up, "You're not wrong. ”

"Neither you nor Xiao Sheng are wrong."

Xia Wen smiled, a sense of relief, a relief.

Zhuge Sheng couldn't cry anymore, "Emperor." ”

He was bitter and remorseful for his betrayal.

"Chunqiu, you did the right thing." Xia Wen said softly, his voice soft.

"What Great Qin needs now is someone like you, not me.

I know what I'm wrong about, I want to change but I'm afraid to take the whole of Daqin to the end of the world.

The outside world is oppressing you, and there are people in the Xia family who are blocking you, and I am also on guard against you, you are in danger, but despite this, you still did it.

So the Xia family needs you, your test is over, and it turns out that you are right to be the emperor. ”

Side.

Zhuge Sheng's face was shocked when he heard Xia Wen's words.

This is the test of the Great Qin Xia family?

"Daqin is difficult step by step, we want to change, but the risk is suffocating.

Your actions show that you are qualified to sit on the throne.

Spring and Autumn Period, you should have already understood that this is a test, a test of whether I, Daqin, am willing to entrust everything to you alone.

If you succeed, Daqin will be used by you, and there will not be many people who will stop you from deciding.

If you fail, I will remain in power until you are able to take over, and I will pass on the throne to you.

In the eyes of outsiders, this success or failure is in your favor, but is this really the case?

Daqin can't afford to wait.

If you don't succeed, the Xia family will be desperate, whoever comes to move my Great Qin will have to pay the price, a piece of flesh and a bone will definitely be left. ”

Xia Wen was talking, and his words were calm.

Everyone understands the meaning of Xia Wen's words, it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, bleeding and drifting, and there are millions of corpses.

The Great Qin Dynasty was established for millions of years and stood in the world for many eras, and now that it has fallen, it does not mean that it can be slaughtered by others.

If Xia Chunqiu fails, it may be difficult to wait for him to succeed to the throne.

At that time, even if he succeeded to the throne, the Great Qin Dynasty may no longer be what it is now, a more dilapidated Great Qin.

"This, this ......" Zhuge Sheng's body trembled, he couldn't believe it.

What he heard.

The Great Qin Xia family actually made such a decision?!

The great imperial power put everything in the hands of a seventeen-year-old child?

It all sounds ridiculous, nonsense.

Maybe only the Great Qin Xia family dared to do this in this world, because he had a precedent, how could it not be the case in the Xia Jiangji era.

There is no shortage of courageous people in the Great Qin Xia family, and they dare to fight.

In the past, they pressed everything on Xia Jiangji, and now it is the same.

Xia Chunqiu is only seventeen years old, yes, but he is not an ordinary child, those seventeen-year-old children are still sheltered under the wings of their elders, he is different.

"Children are not filial." Xia Chunqiu didn't care about that, he still felt guilty.

"The Great Qin Xia family values the common people and doesn't pay attention to these rules and regulations."

Xia Wen gently patted Xia Chunqiu's shoulder.

"I don't care about this, in the future, Daqin will be in your hands, you have to think twice, if you need it, if you don't know it, you can come and ask me, I will help you, Zhuge Sheng will also help you."

"The Emperor." Zhuge Sheng's eyes were red.

Xia Wen's implication was that he wanted Zhuge Sheng to help Xia Chunqiu.

But what Zhuge Sheng wants is to return to his hometown, or to use the rest of his life to make up for Xia Wen.

"The position of the emperor is not important, the important thing is Cangsheng Sheji, I am not suitable for this era, too stable, but I am not old and confused, Xiaosheng, you should help Spring and Autumn." Xia Wen said.

Xia Wensheng was born in the wrong era.

He seeks stability, which is not suitable for this era, and in the past, he will be a famous master of a generation.

Although he abdicated, it doesn't mean that he is really a waste, and it is not unreasonable that the Great Qin Xia family will choose him as the emperor.

From this point of mind, you can see one or two, and you can get a glimpse of it.

"The child remembers his father's teachings and will not let Daqin fall."

Xia Chunqiu stood up, bent down at a right angle, and offered his hands.

His voice is calm, thick and firm, telling Xia Wen, it is also like swearing to the sky, sonorous and powerful.

In just fifteen words, it is as heavy as Mount Tai Beidou.

"Father, you are tired, and the child will not disturb your rest." Xia Chunqiu soon retired.

He walked out of Xia Wen's dormitory.

After he left, there was a cry in the dormitory, and Zhuge Sheng was crying, like a child.

"Zhuge Sheng is guilty......"

The voice choked and came intermittently.

Xia Chunqiu's body was slightly paused.

Voiceless.

His eyes were shining, and he walked calmly into the distance.

……

In the middle of the restaurant.

The wine table where Fang Xuan was in the wind, and the dishes had already been served.

The corners of the shopkeeper's mouth are getting bigger and bigger, and looking at Fang Xuan, their gaze is called a bright one.

"I can't get enough to eat." Mao Bai stood up like a human, leaned back in a chair, held a toothpick, and carried the unwarranted shredded flesh between his teeth.

Fang Xuan picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth.

He looked at Yan Wu, who had not moved his chopsticks, and said with a smile.

"Yan Wu, if you don't eat, don't you have your appetite?"

"Not hungry."

Yan Wu shook his head, he looked at Fang Xuan, who had eaten a lot of dishes, with curious eyes.

"Are you experiencing the red dust and preparing for your own enlightenment in the future?"

How could Fang Xuan not understand the meaning of Yan Wu's words, as well as his incomprehension, "I just want to eat." ”

Good bite?

Yan Wuwei and Fang Xuan put this label on it.

Even thinking about it this way, Yan Wu felt that it was not that simple.

Fang Xuan's feeling is as if cherishing every bite of food, every bite of deliciousness, every bite of experience, delicious is not like this, this can be said to be greedy.

When Yan Wu didn't plan to ask, Fang Xuan spoke.

"Look over there."

As Fang Xuan spoke, he closed the fan and pointed to a place.

The tip of the fan refers to a father and son, dressed plainly, and the clothes that have been washed many times are slightly white, eating noodles in the small restaurant opposite.

The child drank the soup without dropping a drop of soup, and the meaning was still unfinished.

The child's father rubbed the child's head, and said something in his mouth, as if to say that he was leaving, and left the noodle stall with the child.

"I'm about the same as them."

He is similar to the father and son, they cherish food because they know that food is precious, and he cherishes and cherishes every bite because it is not easy to come by.

You can see, it's painful not to be able to eat.

"That kid has a dad, and you're a ...... by your side"

Yan didn't speak.

It's just that he didn't say anything halfway, and I don't know why, he suddenly had the feeling of walking on the edge of death.

What's going on.

The feeling froze him in place.

Illusion?

Obviously impossible, he has a good killer quality, he is naturally sensitive to death, and he is a few points stronger than his father.

Could it be Fang Xuan's reason......

When he comes back to his senses.

Fang Xuandu had already finished settling the account and patted him on the shoulder.

Is it really him?

Yan Wu's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Don't talk nonsense." Xia You's face was gloomy, and he said a word to Yan Wu.

I was very dissatisfied with Yan Wu's almost high mouth.

Engong is what you can talk nonsense, fortunately, this guy knows that it is suitable and stops, so he didn't get high halfway.

“……”

It's not so evil.

Yan Wu turned his head, Fang Xuan didn't make any moves just now.

He was wondering what kind of small move Fang Xuan had made, and strode after Shang Xuan......

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