After a while, everyone in the private room dispersed, leaving only Zhong Tu and Han Fei.

"I didn't expect that I would meet the Ninth Prince again in this Zilan Xuan." Zhong Tu, played by a high-fidelity combat robot, grabbed the white jade wine jug on the table, and said in a light voice with no expression on his face while pouring drinks for himself and Han Fei.

"I didn't expect that after a few days, Your Excellency would transform from a stranger in the wilderness to the head of the newly established Ryozo Temple in Korea, Lord Daliangzao. I have to say that this life experience is like the changing wind and clouds on the horizon, which is incomprehensible. Han Fei grabbed the wine bottle, took a sip, and chuckled with emotion.

"So have you thought about the questions I asked you?" Zhong Tu smiled, did not move the wine bottle, and looked at Han Fei, who was sitting across the table, and asked again.

"What is Your Excellency's purpose?" Han Fei held the wine bottle in his hand for a moment, stared at Zhong Tu's eyes with a serious and deep gaze, and asked in a deep voice.

"What if I say it's the world?" Zhong Tu smiled.

"Use the method of conspiracy to usurp other people's rivers and mountains, so that they can sweep the four fields with their bodies, except for the use of soldiers, so as to unite the world?" Han Fei frowned, his face was a little unpleasant, and he asked coldly.

"Should I say that I am worthy of being the ninth son, the reaction is really fast enough, just two meetings, in just a dozen words, I can judge my mind clearly, and I am worthy of being able to integrate the Legalist law, art, and potential into a Legalist thought. I admire it. Zhong Tu raised his hand and said with admiration and compliment.

I have to say that Han Fei's brain is indeed not simple. If it were someone who was a little slower thinker, he wouldn't have connected these things together and analyzed so much content in an instant.

"So, Childe, what about your decision? Are you going to sit back and watch me lead South Korea out of adversity, or are you going to fight back and stop me from pushing the country into the abyss? Or ...... Want to cooperate with me, first win the world, and then divide the world? Zhong Tu didn't pause, and then asked.

"You're confident, and I'm curious, what is it that gives you the confidence to ignore the current situation in South Korea and to be confident that you can lead South Korea to become stronger, and even conquer the world?" Han Fei was silent for a moment when he heard this, drank the wine in the next cup again, and asked rhetorically with a deep gaze.

"Can the Ninth Prince know what Da Liang is?" Zhong Tu smiled and did not answer Han Fei's question immediately, but instead asked a question about the origin of his official position.

"The prime minister of the Qin Xiaogong period, the title of Queen Qin Huiwen, means 'the lord of the people', and the one who is superior to the one is the one who is good. The great one is the first of it, so those who can get the name of the great good creation are all capable ministers in the eyes of the king, and they can be relied on. Da Liang Zao wants to tell Han Fei that Da Liang Zao's self-confidence comes from his own talent? Han Fei didn't knock, and without pause, he explained the origin and meaning of Daliangzao, and then extended himself to answer the question thrown by Zhong Tu.

"This is one of them."

"Oh, listen to the meaning of Da Liangzao, and there is another one?"

"A good maker, good at fake things, skillful, retreat can be a worker, enter can be a craftsman, the first of the craftsmen, is a great good creation. Zhong is not boasting, just talking about the art of building weapons, armor, chariots, and things, all over the world, even if the loser and the Mo family are combined, they are not my opponents. Zhong Tu was slightly upright and said proudly.

"I see, Daliangzao wants to take advantage of the armor to cover the countries. It's just that Daliangzao has ever thought about how much money and food this move will cost, how much time it will take, and what kind of impact it will have on the livelihood of South Korea? Han Fei was stunned, and then asked again.

Anyway, the meaning is very simple, if he is not convinced, he will not easily agree with Zhong Tu's idea.

After all, South Korea belongs to his family, and even if he doesn't have the idea of being the king and hegemon, there is no reason to let inexplicable people do the scourge.

It's enough to have a Ji Wuye and the four fierce generals of the night behind him!

"You don't need money and food, it takes time to see the quantity. If you only ban the army, with my technology, half a month is enough. And there is no need to work people, transfer craftsmen, so the son is still worried that people's livelihood will be impacted? Zhong Tu smiled confidently.

"How is this possible?" Han Fei frowned, the expression on his face was full of disbelief.

"If the prince doesn't believe it, you can come to the palace in two days, and see it at the ruins of the old Zheng Palace, and then the prince will know whether what I said is false." Zhong Tu said.

"Okay." Han Fei looked at him and nodded in agreement.

After that, the two sides briefly talked about some legal content, which made Han Fei shocked at the same time, it was also an eye-opener, but he didn't expect Zhong Tu, a guy who claims to be a craftsman, to be so proficient in the art of legalism, and he couldn't help but have a great impression, and he had some meaning to be a confidant.

It's just a pity that Zhong Tu's purpose is not pure, and Han Fei can't fully trust it, so he can only keep this idea in his heart, and wait until the first meeting two days later to think about how to get along.

But no matter which one it is, he will not waver in the goal he set at the beginning.

After all, only if you have enough strength can you gain a firm foothold in the changing situation in South Korea, and then fight for more benefits for South Korea with Zhong Tu and the initial goal - Night Boyi.

Then Han Fei and Zhong Tu said goodbye, swaying, and left Zilanxuan with a slightly vague footsteps, and moved towards his son's mansion.

Zhong Tu stared, then smiled, hid his figure, and disappeared into the void.

……

"Zhong Tu? The king's newly sealed Daliangzao?! At this time, in the palace of King Han, in the bedroom of Mrs. Mingzhu, Mrs. Mingzhu, who was dressed in a bewitching dress, frowned, and whispered with some surprise and shock.

"New seals? No, it's just another vest for myself. Zhong Tu got up from the couch and walked towards Mrs. Mingzhu and chuckled.

"Vest?" Mrs. Mingzhu wondered what this novel word meant.

"Do you think I still need to add any official titles to myself?" Zhong Tu said as he let his image keep changing back and forth between Han Wangan and his original appearance, and said with a smile.

"You! What did you do to the king? Mrs. Mingzhu couldn't believe the guess in her heart, and couldn't help but ask.

"What do you say?" Zhong Tu walked up to Mrs. Mingzhu, stretched out his hand to hook her chin, which was obviously higher than Han Wang'an, and also higher than her height to form an oppression, looked down at Mrs. Mingzhu's eyes, and chuckled.

Mrs. Mingzhu moved slightly, and her hands were filled with purple energy, urging her kung fu.

Obviously, it's ready to give it a go!

It's just that she is fast, but Zhong Tu's reaction is faster, and when her mind moves, Mrs. Mingzhu seems to be pointed, and her body is bound by an invisible rope, and she can't move no matter how she struggles.

"What did you do to me?" Mrs. Mingzhu asked with an ugly face.

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