After a long time, the corpse came.

walked out of the study and looked at the wilderness, and said, "National teacher, are you looking for an old man?"

The corpse was busy cultivating, and was interrupted, and his mood was very unbeautiful.

It's just that in the face of famine, he is not good at attacking.

Hearing this, he glanced at the corpse in surprise: "What, the corpse has something on his mind?"

"No, the old man was just cultivating and was interrupted by the red clothes.......

Hearing the corpse's complaint, he couldn't help but apologize to the corpse: "This thing is not right in red, I'll talk about her in a while!"

"Let her pay attention later!"

Seeing that Huang Yi pushed two, three, five, the corpse pouted: "National teacher, do you have something to do with the old man?"

The smile on Ara's face retracted, and then he handed out the bamboo slip in his hand towards the corpse, "Look at it, I wrote a story, you want to polish it for me."

"It's best to make this story full of tragedy, moving, and easy to circulate!"

Hearing this, the corpse was a little surprised, and couldn't help but take the bamboo slip, he never thought that he still had the ability to have a home.

Open the bamboo slip, the corpse looked at ten lines, and it was quickly finished.

"The father of the prince of Qin, the national teacher wants to make the green ant the favorite of the Qin people in the name of the father?" The corpse is also the existence of Fengzi in the Central Plains, and the purpose of the desolation can be seen at a glance.

It's just that, in the eyes of the corpse, the wilderness is consistent with his interests.

As long as it is beneficial to the famine, it is basically beneficial to oneself.

"Hmm!"

nodded, and smiled bitterly: "You also know that green ants are the most ordinary wine after all, almost the same as Qindi's fruit wine, the only difference is that it is spicy enough!"

"As for the price, it is not advantageous, after all, almost all the fruit wine in Qindi is brewed by the local Qin people themselves, and there is no cost."

"So, I thought of making up a story for the green ant to add value to it, so that it could become a guest of the Qin people and the Qin soldiers."

Speaking of this, Araku turned to the corpse and said, "Corpse, what do you think of my idea?"

After listening to the absurd's words, the corpse couldn't help but smile: "The national teacher's grasp of people's hearts is simply wonderful, once this story spreads, the green ant will inevitably become the favorite of the Qin people, and even the martial artists of the rivers and lakes."

"Even if it's cheap, it's a huge profit!"

"The Qin State has a lot of population, and after the change, the population will inevitably increase, and among the rivers and lakes, there are many sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes, and most of them don't have much food!"

Speaking of this, the corpse suddenly looked up at the wilderness and said, "The national teacher spent such a price, I think it's not just for the green ants, right?"

It was not surprising that the corpse could see his purpose.

The corpse is not the stunned kind of little Taoist priest, and to be able to seal the child in the world, it must have experienced countless things, and he knows some things in the red dust well.

Such people have only reached a state of returning to the basics, and they don't want to calculate people's hearts, not that they can't calculate.

"For the spirit wine!"

Speaking of this, the desolate man looked at the corpse: "When the spirit wine comes out, how about I give one percent to the twelve merchants?"

"The little Taoist priest and others will also be involved, and Xiang Lizi said that there is no problem with the analysis of the spirit wine, and it is only a matter of time before it is brewed."

Lingjiu is different from green ants, even if green ants are small profits and quick turnover, they will not have too many benefits, and even soap is not as good, but Lingjiu is different.

With the spirit wine, they can exchange it for all kinds of cultivation needs, so that their relationship with the monks can be further narrowed, and maybe in the process, the corpses and others can go further.

This temptation is fatal.

"Good!"

Almost instantly, the corpse nodded in agreement.

He still has the scattered cultivation of the Twelve Merchants in his hands, and the demand for cultivation resources is far above the three thousand soldiers, and as the lord of the Twelve Merchants, the corpse's sorrowful hair is almost gone.

"This story, the old man will personally polish it, and then let the water room go out, and strive to spread it throughout the entire Qin Land as soon as possible!"

"Good!"

The two quickly came to an agreement, and the corpse turned and left.

Araku took a sip of wine, his expression became relaxed, and talking to smart people had such benefits.

In a few words, you can let the other party understand and spend a lot less tongue.

........

The matter of green ants is over, and what is left is Bai Yujing.

This matter, before the phase is not completed, can only be put on hold for the time being.

Huang stared at the silk book on the desk and was silent, whether it was the silk book brought out from the Dazheng Palace, or the few words obtained from the Emperor Mountain, or even the records in the storage room in Zhou Wangji, they all told Huang a fact.

That is, before Zhou, above the land of the Central Plains, there was a prosperous era of cultivation.

Silk books and some secrets, Desert came to a conclusion.

The rise of Zheng Zhuanggong is no accident.

Not only did he get the incomplete ancient army array, but there was also a special elixir that made the soldiers extremely powerful, which was the reason why Zheng Zhuanggong suddenly became hegemonic.

Of course, Zheng Zhuanggong suddenly got this, and there must be someone behind him.

Therefore, Zheng Zhuanggong is hegemonic, and there is the participation of the monk sect behind it.

As soon as he thought of this, he was a little silent, what did Zheng Zhuang Gong have to get the support of the monks, and at that time, there were many countries in the Central Plains.......

At the beginning, it was speculated that the ancestor of Zheng Zhuang Gong knew that there was a floating mound of the Yellow Emperor in Xinzheng.

Then some elixirs were found from it.

At this time, Araku has actually found the truth.

But this truth made Huang fall into more confusion, what was the power that supported Zheng Zhuanggong back then.

At this moment, Huang had the urge to go to South Korea again and visit Dazheng Palace again.

This thought was born, and Huang couldn't sit still.

The Yellow Emperor's floating mound and Yin Ruins must be somehow related.

The only thing that Huang can think of is that the Yellow Emperor and Di Xin are both emperors of a generation, but the Yellow Emperor is far stronger than Di Xin.

At this moment, Feng Zheng walked over, and said to the wilderness, "Childe has decided to get involved, and let the old man be responsible for the specific things!"

Hearing this, Araku suppressed all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and said to the wind, "Okay. That way, it's safer."

"After all, those who are familiar with the Ancient Clans are still you from the Ancient Clan."

Speaking of this, the absurd words turned towards Feng Zheng, and said, "Old man Feng, what do you think of Da Zheng Gong and Zheng Zhuang Gong?"

Hearing Ara's question, Feng Zheng was stunned for a moment and then looked at Ara, his eyes full of light: "What did the national teacher find?"

"Nothing!"

Huang took a sip of wine, looked at the wind, and said, "I suddenly discovered that the story of Zheng Zhuanggong is far more complicated than you and I had guessed at the beginning."

"At the beginning, I was afraid that it might not be just a simple matter of the Yellow Emperor's floating hill, but also the monk sect was involved."

"Zheng Zhuanggong is very mysterious."

Speaking of this, Huang Xiang Xiang Feng Zheng said, "Old Man Feng, have you heard of Zheng Boke Duan Yuyan?"

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