Yue Nu said distressedly:

"If I had killed him with a sword, my husband would not have the trouble he has today."

At the beginning, Qingmei wanted to kill Marxist-Leninist, but the Yue Nu couldn't bear to do it, and the long sword pierced her chest, hurting people and not killing people.

"Don't blame yourself, I want to thank you."

Ying Cheng shook his head.

"The veterans taught me to be domineering, and the dead retainers reinforced this view. In this era when the people's wisdom has not yet opened, if we want to promote the development of the times, we cannot hope for the people's awakening. I will force them to march like a merchant martingale, and I will want the world to follow my will. ”

"My husband has done a good job."

"I think so too."

Ying Cheng Chan suddenly smiled, and Yue Nu felt that the pressure that Ying Cheng Chan had been carrying suddenly disappeared at this moment, and she knew that her husband was not a strong man.

"This is supposed to be a process of trial and error, I am a mortal, if everything I want to do what I want, it is not normal."

Yue Nu corrected seriously:

"The husband is not a mortal. Since Wang Chan made the name of Guiguzi in the world, he has never obeyed anyone's orders. His protégé Pang Juan trained Wei Wushu to make Wei dominate, and his protégé Sun Bin broke Wei and was undefeated and pulled Pang Juan to fall to the altar. The disciple Su Qin led the Six Kingdoms to teach Qin not to send a letter to Gu, and the disciple Zhang Yi even crossed Qin to defeat Wei Chu and lay down Qin's hegemony. Guiguzi, who taught such a handsome man, has only recognized his husband as the lord for hundreds of years, how can his husband be a mortal? ”

"Ha, you listen to him nonsense, where can anyone live for hundreds of years? I'm just too lazy to debunk it. Eighty percent is the same as the Mo family giants, and they have been named Ghost Valley for generations. ”

Yue Nu tilted her head.

"Peng Zu has lived for 800 years, Guiguzi has lived for hundreds of years, why don't you believe it? It is not surprising that the immortal family has never asked about the world to seek immortality. Don't talk about it, let's just say that Guiguzi was born with a vision, how can ordinary people grow the four flesh moles on his forehead? ”

"Cut, what's this? I've seen people who can change their faces, and it's just plastic surgery. What's so tight about the four flesh moles, it's just pretending to be a ghost. ”

"Change your face?"

Yue Nu looked surprised and said suspiciously:

"Husband is talking about disguise?"

Ying Cheng grabbed the pretty face of the Yue girl, and said with a smile:

"It's not a disguise, it's a face-changing. Replace your heroic face with a green plum, lilac face, and you can't see a trace of scars from the outside. ”

Yue Nu glanced at Ying Cheng Chan, only thinking that Ying Cheng Chan was joking. She had never heard of such a tactic.

"The husband will laugh. I learned from "History of Yue" that Gou Jian had met Wang Chan, and in addition to Fan Li, Wen Zhong, and the shadow of Guiguzi on Gou Jian's road to regain Vietnam. History records that it has the image of a ghost, the heavenly court is full, and there are four fleshy moles. In this way, Guiguzi lived for at least 250 years. ”

Ying Cheng hummed and agreed, perfunctory Yue Nu.

[Blow, how can anyone live that long?] There must be a superb doctor under Guigu's door to perform surgery, and he made four meat moles for Guiguzi from generation to generation and pretended to be ghosts. ]

The small ears like ingots trembled slightly, and Yue Nu pouted a little disappointed when she heard that Guiguzi was still writing.

Ying Chengcheng smiled:

"What? My family's strong martial arts Yue'er, what did he perceive? ”

Yue Nu was slightly disappointed and said:

"Although the husband is highly skilled, this Guiguzi is too unworthy of the name. The Guiguzi recorded in the book is such an amazing and brilliant person, it is better to be famous if you never want to meet. I've been suppressing clichés for my husband.,It's the same as me.。 ”

Ying Cheng Cheng pressed her waist hard, pressing Yue Nu under her, and her eyes burned with deeply restrained lust.

"It's true to press you, I don't have the ability to do this. There are many guests in Chang'an Junfu, all of whom come and go freely. Only this Guiguzi is my prisoner and dare not indulge. You only saw me talking on the balcony, and I don't know if it was something he wanted to say. You only saw me write a letter to him in the carriage, and I don't know if he wanted to let his protégé disciples enter the world. Observing a person's words and deeds to know their person, it is not advisable for Guiguzi, Xunzi and other people, what you see is only what they want you to see. I want to know the level of his ability, but after the incident, whether he will make money or lose, and whether the goal will be achieved. ”

"Finished?"

Regarding Ying Chengcheng's intentional teaching, Yue Nu did not mean to be taught, but was a little impatient.

There was no dodge in those big eyes like spring water, they were full of teasing, slightly raising their buttocks, and exhaling like an orchid.

"You haven't held me down yet."

The wind of words swept through the fire, the wind helped the fire, and the fire borrowed the power of the wind.

Ying Cheng clenched his teeth, and held down Yue Nu's little hand that climbed to his waist, wanting to untie his jade belt.

"Don't play with fire!"

Yue Nu's snow-white neck was slightly forced, her head was lightly raised, and she bit the earlobe of Yingcheng. The tongue glides by, like a dragonfly dotting the pond water in summer.

"Thank you for making me fall in love with you."

The slender fingers exerted force, broke free of the restriction of Ying Cheng's big hand, pulled the jade belt tied to Ying Cheng's waist and gently pulled it with skill, and the belt worth platinum was thrown into the air.

Ying Cheng Chan can suppress the Yue Nu is the Yue Nu and release the sea. When the Yue Nu didn't want to let Ying Cheng Chan, there was no gun in hand, and Ying Cheng Chan had only one way to lose.

Yue Nu smiled so much that she took out a pistol from Ying Cheng's arms and threw it on the ground with a soft clang. At this moment, the brightness on her face overshadowed her heroic spirit.

"At such a close distance, my husband's pistol won't work."

Ying Cheng's body pressed down until it was held up for the two hills and could not continue.

"Close quarters, I'm really inferior to you."

"My husband can beat me in the pistol, not in the distance."

"Nope."

Ying Cheng's breathing is heavy, like a fire bellows in a farmer's home, and it is extremely hot.

"I haven't lost hand-to-hand combat."

In the carriage in front, Guiguzi, who was slowly writing, suddenly smiled leisurely.

"If you want the old man's disciple to work for Qin, and have confidence in the King of Qin, thinking that he will be able to subdue my disciples, then it will be as you wish. The old man's disciples value profit and fame, and King Qin is the best at degrading people with utilitarian reputation, a perfect match, a perfect match...... Hey? ”

With a soft sigh, he put down the brush and raised his left hand in front of him.

The thumb of the left hand moves clockwise on the tip of the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and belly. Its speed changes from slow to fast, with easy eyes at first and afterimages at the end.

"Rigidity and softness, yin and yang complement each other. Affectionate and lustful, your lord, you have one more handle. ”

Shaking his head, he was about to pick up his pen and continue writing. Suddenly frowned, staring at the wall of the rear compartment. Behind the carriage, it was the carriage of Ying Chengcheng and Yue Nu.

The old man who had the image of a ghost house pinched his fingers again with his left hand, and immediately scolded after the calculation was completed.

"Can this be endured? So reluctant to "The Yellow Emperor"? Martial arts is a small way! Mountain, Medicine, Life, Phase, Divination, Corpse, Confucianism, Taoism, Immortals, Vertical and Horizontal, Soldier, Name, Law...... Which is not stronger than Wu? Why do you value martial arts? No matter how strong the martial arts are? ”

The old man sat in the carriage and looked to the east.

"No matter how strong you are, you can't beat that heavy pupil. This son is brave, unique through the ages, and could have been martial arts. ”

Incomprehension, entanglement, and depression emerged.

"The end of martial arts is like this, and it can only lead the coquettish for ten years, and it will be difficult to escape defeat after all. The king can make a pistol, but if this son can't even make a splash, how can he be so obsessed with martial arts? Abandoning Baiyue luck for "The Yellow Emperor" is really putting the cart before the horse! ”

At this moment, the old man really wanted to rush to the back carriage and pull Jun Shang to complete the Yin Yang Avenue. At this time, the old man did not believe that the king would still carry a pistol with him.

But after thinking about the swordsmanship of Yue Nu's killing intent to reach the top, the old man silently picked up the brush and continued to write, muttering dissatisfiedly.

"That's how martial arts work."

Behind the car.

Yue Nu stubbornly held her head high, sticking to her last pride, and her voice trembled slightly.

"You don't love me."

Ying Chengcheng has a dark slap mark on his face, which he made himself.

Without this slap, he would not have been able to pass this test of the weakness of cadres.

He tied his belt, picked up the pistol and put it in his arms, and hugged the Yue girl into his arms. Yue Nu struggled hard, but she couldn't struggle, and reluctantly fell into Ying Chengcheng's arms.

"I'm just, skeptical of the legends."

Ying Cheng gently stroked Yue Nu's hair, which was softer and smoother than Xishu Jiajin.

"Many people want me to die, and I don't dare to risk it."

From the moment Ying Chengcheng turned against the sky, he fell into the same situation as the emperor's brother. There were no fewer people who assassinated him than those who assassinated the First Emperor.

Yue Nu nodded silently, puffed out her face and muttered quietly.

"What?"

Ying Cheng didn't hear clearly, and lowered his head and stuck it to Yue Nu Sakura's lips.

"I said, you can break my body without breaking your own body."

The teeth are grinding, and the more women blow and speak softly.

"That's not going to work!"

Ying Cheng shook his head, his face full of displeasure.

"Why do you only make you cool?"

November 21.

There was a man in the prime of life who didn't take care of himself in Xianyang City, which was very abnormal.

The photo-poster, which is similar to an ancient ID card, is only owned by the Qin State. And after Qin unified the world, only Hangu Pass existed.

But no matter where you come from, as long as you enter the Hangu Pass, if you want to continue to enter, you will inevitably be issued a photo post. When Zhang Liang entered Xianyang, he made a photo post with Zhang Zi written on it.

But this person didn't follow his body, and he came all the way to Xianyang. Because he has a pass that no ordinary sergeant has ever seen and only heard of.

One of the things that these sergeants were taught was that those who had a pass order should not be questioned if they did not do anything disobedient, and they should be unimpeded.

The city guards on duty received the pass order made of glaze from the hands of the man in his prime, and also issued certificates from many cities in China, but he did not dare to be careless and reported to the Inner History Mansion.

Although the glass used to create the pass is the size of a palm, it is very valuable and cannot be obtained by ordinary people. Moreover, it is also printed with the anti-counterfeiting logo of the Qin domestic government, casting people's names and surnames, and almost no one in the outside world can imitate them. But the city guards still didn't dare to make decisions on their own, and let the middle-aged man leave.

The city defense army had never seen a pass order, and did not dare to test the future with their lives. If he doesn't report something wrong, it will be a demotion at worst, and a loss of life.

Soon, this pass and the strong man were brought to Nei Shi Mengyi.

Nei Shi Mengyi checked it with the pass, made sure it was genuine, and said to the middle-aged man who was in a hurry and his clothes were full of dust:

"Dare to ask for a name."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice:

"Mao Heng."

Meng Yi, who was born in Jiangmen and became a scholar, showed a clear look.

"Who are you who are trespassers?"

"Poetry."

[Matches the roster given to me by His Majesty.] ]

Meng Yi instructed the city defense army:

"Lead it to Chang'an Jun's Mansion."

He turned his head to Mao Heng again:

"Your master is waiting for you in the house."

Mao Heng thanked him and hurriedly left with the city defense army.

Meng Yi took the bamboo slip sent by the Emperor from the table, which was full of names.

Find the word Mao Heng from it and cross it out.

I found a blank bamboo slip again and picked up a pen.

[Your Majesty, Xunzi's disciple Mao Heng has arrived. 】

"Send it to Xiangbang Mansion."

"Yui."

The city defense army left with bamboo slips.

At a young age, Meng Yi, who had achieved the position of Jiuqing's internal history, put away the pass. Referring to the bamboo slips given by the first emperor, he transcribed his name and surname on the blank bamboo slips one by one.

After writing, he pointed to the bamboo slips that had not dried the ink, and said to the long history of the house.

"This bamboo slip is given to the city defense army on duty, and then there is a person with a pass order, ask his name. If it is on the bamboo slips, the order is collected, and the person directly leads the Chang'an Jun's mansion. ”

Changshi responded respectfully.

"Yui."

"Prepare the horse, I want to enter the palace."

"Yui."

A fast horse set off from the Inner History Mansion, along the gallop road that was not allowed to walk by the people, and soon arrived at Xianyang Palace.

But the young scholar pounced, and after his request to see the first emperor was spoken, the CRRC government ordered Zhao Gao to tell him.

"Your Majesty is not in the palace."

If it had been four months ago, Meng Yi would have asked where His Majesty was?

He and his brother Meng Tian were the childhood playmates of the First Emperor and grew up with the First Emperor. It is considered taboo for others to ask about the whereabouts of the First Emperor, but in Meng Yi's eyes, it is not a matter.

But in just a few months, after the elder brother was sent to guard Jiuyuan, the father was sent to guard Shangjun, the eldest father was dressed in armor and broke into the palace for a serious illness, and the three major families were slaughtered as chickens by a group of veterans in front of the Tingwei Mansion.

Meng Yi couldn't ask where His Majesty was.

A taboo is a taboo, and the minister should not be overly concerned about the whereabouts of the king.

Jun is Jun, it's not that he played well when he was a child, but he's really a brother.

Everybody has to grow up, unless there's someone on top of their head carrying a load.

Handing the pass to Zhao Gao, Meng Yi said indifferently:

"After Your Majesty returns to the palace, I will present this thing to Your Majesty. If you delay for a moment and a half, your life will not be guaranteed. ”

After speaking, without waiting for Zhao Gao to respond, he turned over and left. Meng Yi didn't want to have anything to do with Zhao Gao, he felt that it was a shame for him.

For Zhao Gao, Meng Yi's perception is the same as that of his brother Meng Tian, and he believes that Zhao Gao is a lucky person. I don't know if the two brothers grew up together since childhood, or if one of them influenced the other.

Zhao Gao stopped his back and didn't say a word. Looking at Meng Yi's departing back, his eyes were full of gloom.

He first put the pass made of glass into his arms to avoid crushing the pass when his skills were out of control.

"Mengjia...... The second time. ”

Chang'an Jun's Mansion originally belonged to Lü Buwei's courtyard.

The First Emperor was dressed in civilian clothes, carrying a fishing rod in his hand, leaning against a stone to fish.

Originally, it was fishing in the Xianyang Palace, but there was a problem with the carp in the pond of the Xianyang Palace.

These fat carp, which are not caught all year round and are raised by good people, are really good to catch......

(End of chapter)