Honghong and Rongrong glanced at each other, and then looked at Yaya in unison.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Yaya couldn't help but shrink her body, and the fierce who was obviously inconsistent with her age also shrank.

"I want to see how your little head grows." The little red face was full of seriousness.

"Sister Yaya, do you know who that one is?" Rong Rong's face was full of helplessness.

"I don't know." Yaya shook her head honestly under the gaze of the two.

"What do you usually do in class?" Honghong is also very helpless, this unreliable Yaya is really enough.

"Class, I, I." Yaya's eyes dodged, a typical poor student.

"I don't usually need to work, and the exam is straightforward." Rong Rong said quietly.

"Alas, when the book is used, there is less hatred, and the money is not enough to spend at the end of the month, Yaya, you are finished." Honghong sighed softly, but there was a hint of schadenfreude in her eyes.

"Sister Yaya, ask for more blessings!" Rong Rong gently patted Yaya's shoulder and walked to Honghong's side.

"You two, what does that mean?" Yaya didn't understand what the two of them were doing, and said angrily with her sharp teeth.

Just as she was about to rush over to clean up the two, Yaya felt her feet leave the ground, and her petite body was suspended in the air.

"Not good." Yaya said secretly in her heart and turned her head with difficulty.

I saw Tu Shan Yaoyao's eyes indifferent, looking at Yaya quietly.

"Mother, you listen to my quibbles, no, you listen to my explanation." Yaya said with a smile.

Tu Shan Yaoyao didn't speak, but a voice came out: "Okay, Tu Shan Yaya, you have a lot of skills, and you don't even learn the basics." ”

"Mother, no, I didn't, I just, I just forgot about it for a while." Yaya knew that it was not a second, and hurriedly explained.

Tu Shan Yaoyao was unmoved, and secretly made a decision in her heart, it seems that it is necessary to teach Yaya a good lesson.

Xianyang City, Tianyunju.

This place is the temporary residence prepared by Great Qin for the hundred families of the princes, which took three days to build, and was destroyed immediately after the end of the provincial capital.

In addition to Tianyun Residence, there are also three temporary residences of the same specifications, which are prepared for the Jianghu Sect, the Barbarian Demon Clan, and the anti-Qin forces.

At present, only the Fanyun Pavilion prepared for the anti-Qin forces has not yet been occupied, and the other temporary residences are close to full.

However, this does not include top forces such as the Confucian Little Sage Zhuang and the Taoist Tianzong.

These forces are transcendent and powerful, so naturally there are other arrangements.

"Senior brother, why did you say that Your Majesty wanted to establish this Cloud Turning Pavilion? Do you really think that those rebels dare to come here? ”

The sixth floor of Tianyun Residence, a famous home, somewhere in a room.

"I feel like Your Majesty is just thinking too much." The middle-aged man dressed in a cyan costume and holding two jade beads in his hand showed disdain, as if he did not take the anti-Qin forces in his eyes.

The young man sitting opposite him, dressed in a white robe with a delicate and beautiful face, glanced at him lightly and said indifferently: "What Your Majesty has done, how can you and I speculate? ”

"Having said that, I still don't think that the rebel dares to come to Xianyang City, so provocative, really when I Daqin is a vegetarian?" The middle-aged man played with the two white jade pearls, kept turning, and said loudly.

"Shut up, isn't this what you should be talking about?" The young man in white shouted angrily with eyes as sharp as a blade.

"Senior brother, why be angry, I'm just expressing my opinion, I shouldn't have provoked you!" The middle-aged man stopped turning the jade bead and said lightly.

"That's not what you should say, and that's not what you should do." The young man in white was expressionless, looking at the eyes of the middle-aged man as if he was looking at a dead man.

"So what should I do?" The middle-aged man asked rhetorically.

"Honestly waiting here for the event to begin, that's what you should do." The young man in white withdrew his gaze, his eyes closed, and he was not looking at the middle-aged man.

In his opinion, an ordinary junior disciple who doesn't know whether he lives or dies is not worth his extra words at all.

The middle-aged man was resentful, his face was unconvinced, and he roared angrily in his heart: "You are just a little white face who relies on your body to get on top, if you don't have Miss Gongsun to help you, what are you?" ”

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, so he could only lose his temper secretly, that is, incompetent rage.

There's no way, who made his skills inferior to others, he is now just entering the Holy Realm Triple Heaven, and the young man is already a powerhouse in the Tongtian Realm.

Although he is not a big master, it only takes one finger to crush him.

Seeing that the young man in white didn't want to take care of himself, the middle-aged man had no choice but to leave and return to his room.

After he left, the young man in white opened his eyes and said coldly, "After living for six hundred years, you can be regarded as enough." ”

Then he closed his eyes again, sat cross-legged, and entered a state of cultivation in an instant.

Ten minutes later, all the conversations that occurred among the famous artists turned into a letter and sent it to the Taihua Hall of Xianyang Palace, on Yingzheng's desk.

"It's kind of interesting." Ying Zheng had a faint smile on his face, and it seemed that he was in a good mood.

The Confucian Xun Sheng, the Taoist Tianzong Bei Yingzi, the two strongest people in the world, came to Xianyang Palace together to face Yingzheng.

The three of them gathered together to talk about life and talk happily about major events in the world.

Although Xun Sheng did not clearly state his attitude, he is now biased towards Great Qin.

Needless to say, Tianzong has always been a loyal supporter of Great Qin.

This time, Confucianism began to favor Great Qin again, and even Ying Zheng could not hide the joy in his heart, and couldn't help but put on a faint smile.

At the same time, the northern urban area of Xianyang City, Shengxian Village.

This place is the residence prepared by Yingzheng for the Confucian Little Sage Village.

This is completely different from a temporary residence, but a perfect replica of Songhai Xiaoshengxian Village, and more than ten times larger manor.

Little Sage Village, Sage Village, the heart of Emperor Qin, everyone knows.

As soon as Xun Sheng stepped into the Sage Village, Zhang Liang greeted him, and his handsome face was full of smiles: "Uncle Shi, did this trip go well?" ”

"Hmm." Xun Sheng let out a "hmm" lightly, ignored Zhang Liang, and walked inside.

One step, it was thousands of meters, and in a few breaths, it disappeared from Zhang Liang's sight.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Liang's face was stunned, his face was cloudy, and he hurriedly chased after him.

Beyond the pavilions, rockeries and lakes, Zhang Liang came to the hall of the sages.

Xun Sheng sat on a futon, and opposite him, there was also a futon.

The intention is self-evident.

Zhang Liang walked to the futon, sat on it with a calm face.

Xun Sheng waved his hand lightly, and a chessboard appeared between the two, and the black and white chess box was placed on the chessboard.

"You choose first." Xun Sheng said lightly.

Zhang Liang did not hesitate and directly took the black chess piece box.

"Since you're going first, let's get started!" The white chess box fell in front of him, and Xun Sheng motioned for Zhang Liang to start.

"Uncle Shi, that disciple is offended." Zhang Liang held the sunspot in his hand and fell gently.

Seeing his position, Xun Sheng shook his head lightly: "Luozi Tianyuan, this is not a good move." ”

"Uncle Shi, please." Zhang Liang smiled confidently and did not give any explanation.