Weishui, the largest tributary of the Yellow River.

The surging river is endless, flowing eastward.

shed the blood of the old Qin nobles, and shed a Great Qin Empire that dominated the world.

Xunzi has a high crown and a broad belt, a withered face, and a little wet marks on his black clothes.

With the support of a group of disciples, he stood on the bank of the Weishui River, looking at the turbulent water, for a long time, for a long time......

Raising his arm and stretching out a finger, he pointed to the flowing Wei River, and said hopefully:

"You say, can the water of the Wei River flow to the East China Sea?"

Zhang Cang's originally round body like a ball has shrunk a lot in just one month, and he looks just slightly fat.

The little fat man held the teacher's hand, choked up, and nodded silently.

Mao Heng wiped his tears, the talented man who is famous for his poetry did not have the slightest sense of poetry today, endured the bitterness, and said loudly:

"Yes! All rivers return to the sea! At the end of the Wei River is the East China Sea! ”

Xunzi smiled, and at the same time as his chin was bowed, his slightly curved back was also up.

"That's good, that's good...... Come, for the teacher is the crown. ”

The gentleman dies, and the crown is inevitable.

Lu Jia, who was popular in the Qin State and was invincible in eloquence, closed his mouth tightly, walked in front of the teacher, and straightened the crown hat that was originally positive.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, tears flowed, like the water of the Wei River behind him.

He had heard that if he closed his mouth, he could hold back his tears, but his mouth was not strict enough?

"Don't cry, don't cry."

Xunzi persuaded gently, like a loving father reasoning with his children, and he taught people like this for ten years in the school palace.

"The son said, 'To be old and not die is to be a thief.'" I, Xun Qing, am praised as the best teacher in the world, and I have the reputation of a thief, which is not good. Do you still have doubts about learning, say it, and try to solve it for the teacher? ”

The disciples in the audience were speechless and wept silently.

Xunzi smiled and looked at Han Fei, who had just returned from Shangjun.

"Han Fei, you come first."

Han Fei shook his head with tears, not wanting to waste the last bit of the teacher's energy.

Man lives for a breath.

If you talk too much, your anger will be gone.

Xunzi was helpless.

"The old man has come to the end of his life, and there is no difference between talking more and talking less. That's it, you don't want to, Floating Church, Floating Monk is the most like me. ”

Famous in Xianyang, the famous teacher sought after by the nobles of the family took two small steps back, bowed his hand, and said in a choked voice:

"Students are not confused."

"No confusion, no confusion."

Xunzi chattered twice, shook his head and sighed.

"I'm not confused, Chubb is not confused. The disciple does not have to be inferior to the teacher, and the teacher does not have to be better than the disciple......"

The old man's voice faded and was muffled by the sound of the river.

Fuchubo's face was ashamed, and he wanted to defend himself that he was not really confused, but he couldn't open his mouth.

If you want to argue, you have to tell the truth, you have to say that it is a lie to let the teacher live for a while longer, and he is extremely resistant to saying that the teacher is going to die.

Both sides of the Wei River are full of fertile land.

Sow seeds in spring, you can see a green seedling in summer, and in autumn it will turn into golden ears of wheat, which is very beautiful.

It's a pity that it's winter, frozen ground, and there's nothing on the soil.

Xunzi sighed regretfully, and stood quietly with the support of several apprentices, bending slightly and squinting.

His body is rotten, his heart is dead, and the cold river wind can't blow his spirit.

"Sir, don't you have any regrets?"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and a pair of powerful hands held the stump.

Xun Zi didn't say anything, smiled first, and opened his eyes.

The person in front of him, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, hair fluttering in the wind, just like the first time he saw him ten years ago.

"Chang'an back then, the emperor today, this is the old man's wish for many years."

Ying Cheng Cheng is good at inducing.

"The long-term worries have been cleared, but what about the near-term worries? The people of Lanling County were slaughtered, and Mr. didn't wonder how they died? This disaster originated from a scholar named Chen Ping. ”

Faith can create miracles, Ying Chengcheng wants to give Xunzi an obsession, and live a little longer, even if this obsession is hatred.

He tried his best to describe Chen Ping's actions objectively in plain words.

During the narration, the old man coughed vigorously from time to time, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.

After Ying Chengcheng finished speaking, the old man was full of anger and said hatefully:

"If this person doesn't die, I can't feel at ease!"

Girder, Flood Palace.

Wei Wangbao asked Prime Minister Chen Ping.

"In order to expand rapidly, Zhang Er and Chen Yu recruited troops without restrictions, and the army was dominated by refugees. These refugees were starved of food and clothing, and many of them were seriously ill, and there were too many deaths and injuries along the way, which caused the plague. In the past, it was enough to burn it with fire, but now it is being chased by the Qin army, and at this time, the open fire is to guide the Qin army. If the corpse is thrown casually, it will also attract the Qin army, can Mr. have a clever plan to solve the siege of Zhang Er? ”

The expansion of Zhang Chu's regime was due to the fact that Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rose up and fought eastward.

Ying Chengcheng intended to ask this army to attack Chu and Qi, weaken the power of a certain Kaihang overlord, and ask the cities of Han to stand still.

Wei Guo was able to be safe and sound, but although Wei Bao occupied the main beam, he listened to Chen Ping's words and did not make an upright incident.

The county lieutenants of the counties in Wei did not see Wei Bao expanding outwards and attacking the city, and the court did not issue an order that it must be encircled and suppressed, so naturally they would not go out on an expedition in winter and lose themselves.

Except for Guanzhong, Handi, and border counties, the number of Qin troops in other places is very small, and they can maintain the security of a city.

As long as it is not the kind of incident that is so loud that it is impossible to hide it at all, the county lieutenant and the county lieutenant will open one eye and close one eye.

There are so many bandits and rats, and they all think about it, so they rely on two or three of these big cats and kittens in their hands? How can it be? The end result must be that the cats are gone and the rats are more.

If it weren't for the fact that after Zhang Er arrived in Zhao State, he immediately set off a vigorous action to collect people and recover Zhao, and the counties would not have gathered troops to encircle and suppress under the organization of several county lieutenants and county guards.

"Dare to ask the king, has Guanzhong ever sent troops?"

"No, I didn't."

"That's going to be easy."

Chen Ping smiled slightly.

"Ping has a plan, you can retreat the Qin army, strengthen the power of the two sages, and turn the eyes of the Qin State to Zhao Ye in the spring."

Wei Bao was overjoyed.

"Sir, come on!"

A distracting thought is gone, and the beast laughs that are wantonly vented.

A scream of powerlessness and despair.

Once the box of desire is opened, it is difficult to close it again.

When people are still animals, they drink blood and eat the weak.

Bestiality is engraved in the deepest part of everyone's heart, indelible and lingering.

Xunzi advocated that at the beginning of human beings, nature is evil, and animal nature should be suppressed through acquired education, otherwise people are not enough to be called people.

Chen Ping agrees with the concept of sexual evil, and he has seen too much in the village.

What he is best at is to release these evils, deliberately cut one or two more flesh when he goes under the knife, and watch two harmonious neighbors speak ill of each other, and even fight.

Chen Ping closed the door of the Flood Palace, sealed all the sins inside, turned around, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

The heart was exhausted, and Wei Wangbao, who had to fly pigeons overnight to spread the word to Zhang Er, left three women in the Flood Palace.

Tonight, and tomorrow day.

Most of his body has been hollowed out by wine, and Wei Wangbao, who has to take a big tonic every day, can't get up after intercourse.

Chen Ping made a temporary decision to flee from Daliang immediately.

It's a bit of a cardin, let's start with a chapter

(End of chapter)