Chapter 2: The Reign of the King of Qin
The Xianyang Palace was quite serious, the heavy windows and curtains blocked the light outside, leaving only countless candles flickering with a faint light, faint and hazy.
In the deepest part of here, there is only one figure, who is holding a pen and lying on the desk, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he did not raise his head, but said directly: "Two masters, the government affairs in the hands of the widow are complicated, and the etiquette is quite lost, I hope you will forgive me." ”
Xiao Xing felt the light behind him that suddenly dimmed because of the closing of the door, and said softly: "His Royal Highness King Qin has every opportunity, and we naturally won't mind." ”
"Oh?"
Qin Wangzheng couldn't help but raise his head when he heard this tone, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and then he continued to annotate the bamboo slips in his hand, and said casually: "It just so happens that the people from the Yin and Yang family are also there, so it's better for you to communicate first." ”
"The Taoist Heavenly Sect has not been born for three hundred years, and I am afraid that it has long been out of touch with this world."
There was a place around the dragon chair that had not been shrouded in candlelight, and a voice came from the darkness: "Besides, they are only two immature children, they can't represent the Heavenly Sect, let alone Taoism?" ”
"Dao Yin and Yang, even if it is a tiny Dao, is still the source of Yin and Yang, how can it not intersect with Yin and Yang?"
Xiao Xing slowly walked a few steps forward, looked for a futon, sat cross-legged on it, glanced at Xiao Meng, who was sitting next to him, and said, "I have long heard that many elders of the Yin and Yang family are superb, I don't know which one this is?" ”
"It does have a Taoist demeanor."
A figure slowly walked out of the darkness, a slender figure, a dark blue long skirt, long hair in a low bundle, a hairpin, and dark blue gemstone jewelry, looked at Xiaoxing coldly, and said softly: "Yin and Yang family, Dongjun." ”
"Taoist, Tianzong Xiaoxing."
As soon as Xiao Xing saw someone walking out, he had already stood up and nodded, "I should be called ...... Masters. ”
Xiaomeng looked at the two of them, still sitting cross-legged on the futon, and said casually: "Taoist, Xiaomeng." ”
"In three days, the widow will hold an enthronement ceremony."
Qin Wangzheng watched the three of them fall silent for a while, and then he spoke: "So...... The widow still hopes that the three masters can be prepared. ”
"In that case, if it's okay, the two of us will leave first."
Xiao Xing looked at Qin Wangzheng, who was lying on the desk again after he finished speaking, and suddenly said, "Familiarize yourself with the new environment." ”
When Qin Wangzheng heard this, he didn't raise his head, and said directly: "...... Zhao"
"Your Highness, don't bother Manager Zhao."
Dongjun suddenly interrupted Qin Wangzheng's voice and said, "I'll send these two masters to discuss the Dao Yin and Yang by the way." ”
"That's very good."
Qin Wangzheng's movements were uninterrupted, and he said flatly: "It's troublesome to the national teacher." ”
"Whew-"
When Dongjun heard this, he instantly turned into nothingness, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Xiao Xing again, and said in a deep voice: "Please." ”
"Zhiya—"
"Your Majesty."
Seeing the three of them walking out slowly, a voice suddenly appeared in Qin Wangzheng's ears, which made Qin Wangzheng smile indifferently and said, "You say...... Will there be a problem with the enthronement ceremony in three days? ”
"Your Majesty's plan is seamless, and with the help of the Yin and Yang family and those two Heavenly Sect people, I don't think there will be any big problems."
"Big Problem......
Qin Wangzheng shook his head slowly, and continued to annotate the bamboo slips in his hand, "How is Little Sage Village doing?" ”
"Very obedient, I guess I won't suddenly be stupid."
"That's good, it seems that only the remnants of the Six Nations are still unstable......"
Qin Wangzheng suddenly picked up a bamboo slip in his hand, looked at the inconspicuous word "ink" on it and said, "Look at the Mo family." ”
"No!"