In the wild, the army led by Ying Chengcheng set up camp.

There was a heavy security outside the big tent, and there were only two people in the big tent.

In addition to the second emperor who looked like he had stolen a chicken with a smile on his face, there was also an old man with a four-flesh mole on his head, Guiguzi Wang Chan.

"The prince still dares to appear in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Ying Cheng tapped his knees and spoke slowly.

His fingers suddenly stopped, his eyebrows turned upside down, and his warm words became cold.

"Is the prince a deceitful and kind-hearted? I think I don't dare to kill people because I think of my old feelings!"

"Definitely."

Wang Chan looked Ying Chengcheng up and down rudely, his eyes were full of love, as if he was looking at his life's work.

"The kind-hearted Chang'an Jun will kill Zen for the people of Lanling, one county and two counties, and His Majesty who misses the old love and does not miss the old love will not."

"If you kneel and talk to me now, there is a way to live. And don't put on the act of being in control of the world! I hate people who are smarter than me."

"Your Majesty is scaring Zen again, which doorman doesn't know that Your Majesty has always hated red tape and cherishes talents."

In Chang'an Junfu, Ying Chengcheng has always been the most unscrupulous person. Even if it is to treat Guiguzi, who is codenamed the source of trouble, it is just a ban on traveling, and it is waiting for it on weekdays. There were no more restrictions on Guiguzi, let alone asking Guiguzi to kneel down and surrender.

"This time, that time, you also said it. I am now the Emperor, not the Emperor of Chang'an."

Guiguzi chuckled, the folds on his face were piled up, and the flesh mole trembled.

"Your Majesty, is it okay to be open and honest? I counted a hexagram when I came, and today I am fine."

Ying Cheng sneered and said nothing.

He has read the book "Corpse" no less than ten times, and he can only say that Yin and Yang is broad and profound, and has great merits, and can know the recent changes through the changes of heaven and earth.

But if he really thinks that a hundred souls are counted, it is a big mistake, and he has verified it.

Outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road, the grass is green.

Guiguzi raised his eyebrows, pointed to his eyebrows, and asked with a somewhat provocative smile:

"Why doesn't Your Majesty take out a pistol and put it on top of Zen's head and warn Zen to be honest, isn't this His Majesty's favorite thing to do?"

"In the past, I pulled out a gun because I couldn't beat you, but now ...... Why do you need a gun to kill you?"

Before the words fell, Yingcheng's body suddenly burst out, flexible as an ape, fierce as a tiger.

If Wang Chantong had come from this world, he would have shouted:

"You bully me, a 200-year-old man, you don't talk about martial arts!"

The eyes see, the brain reacts, and the hands and feet are ordered to follow.

Wang Chan originally sat down on his knees.

In an instant, the ten toes of his feet were on the ground, his legs were upright, and his arms were blocked in front of him, blocking the sudden palm of the second emperor.

With his own strength and the power of this palm, the old body floated backwards like a leaf of duckweed.

In an instant, one move is over.

The second emperor stood in the original position of Guiguzi, applauded, and said praises with an expressionless face.

"The prince is good at martial arts, if Xunzi really fought with the prince before his death, he should be defeated in Shihe."

Xunzi has never had a good impression of Guiguzi, how can a great Confucian who is committed to the peace of the people in the world have a good impression of the originator of the vertical and horizontal who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic?

But Guiguzi admired Xunzi very much, and often came to Xunzi's residence uninvited to talk about it. Every time the two of them threatened Xunzi not to leave, don't blame him for not respecting the elderly, and ended up expelling him by force.

Although Xunzi is also an old man, he really can't call the word "old" in front of Guiguzi, who has lived for more than 200 years and has been active from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Qin Dynasty.

Guiguzi's arms were numb, and he couldn't speak for a while, the external strength of this palm was not small, and the internal strength was even greater. If the sudden influx of internal force was not restrained in time, it would overwhelm his meridians, which were becoming more and more fragile as he aged.

He immediately calmed down, closed his eyes and breathed for an unknown amount of time, sweat dripping down his face, and finally dissipated those foreign qi.

Open your eyes again

, the second emperor was already lying impatiently on the ground, yawning.

"It's too slow."

I don't know if I'm talking about Guiguzi's actions just now, or if I'm talking about Guiguzi's pranayama time.

I don't know how long it has been.

Guiguzi raised his right hand, which was still a little numb, and pinched his five fingers, a little crying and laughing.

It's just past the time of a cup of tea.

The second emperor got up, rested his hand on his chin, and flicked his wrist.

"Old ghost, be open and honest, and say something useful to change your life. Heaven can't control my body, your hexagram is not accurate, forget to say goodbye that day?"

"In the book "Corpse", Your Majesty only learned Liuren, right?"

Guiguzi's face distorted slightly, thinking of the only time in the past hundred years when he was frightened. The road from Handi to find the Red Emperor, he can remember it for a lifetime.

Damn it or not, heaven is not as good as people.

"This is the Great Perfection of "The Yellow Emperor"? Some disappointed Zen. Yue Chan is far away, but it seems to be a little short of Yue Nu."

"It's only eighty percent power."

Ying Chengcheng was slightly surprised.

"I remember that you were never interested in martial arts."

The Zongheng family relied on knowing people's hearts, and their clever words and arguments frightened the princes of the world and rewrote the overall situation. In the eyes of the protégés, force is nothing more than inferiority.

"I really don't value force."

Guiguzi nodded.

Ying Chengcheng noticed that the old man's fingers had been pinching unconsciously, and he didn't know what he was counting.

"No matter how advanced the martial arts practice is, it is not as good as the heavy pupils, the courage of the ages, born in this world. If Your Majesty had used all his strength, he would have been invincible?"

"It doesn't matter."

Ying Chengcheng didn't want to talk about this topic, in terms of martial arts, he and Guiguzi didn't have anything to say, and Xia Worm couldn't talk about it.

His current combat power is extremely high, and he is qualified to be so proud, and the second "Yellow Emperor" in ancient times is so strong that Ying Chengcheng himself feels a little outrageous.

The palm just now said that it used eighty percent of the force, but in fact, it didn't even reach fifty percent.

He doesn't hold a pistol now, he can press the Yue Nu to fight in the front, and the two of them win the battle against the Yue Nu and Lu Goujian.

It was necessary for Yue Nu, Zhang Han, and Lu Goujian to join forces to defeat him, which was practiced in actual combat.

Ying Chengchan's current mentality is that Lao Tzu is invincible in the world, and he seeks defeat alone.

It was to find the sword heart, the swordsmanship was refined again, and Gai Nie, who had killed hundreds of people in the first battle and successfully retreated, appeared in front of him, and dared to ask him again if he was competing with swords? The sword master he fought was shattered again!

What about Xiang Yu, the heavy pupil, is it very strong?

He didn't know why this overlord had been born so many years earlier, but according to the information from the Chu State, Xiang Yu had not yet reached adulthood.

If he encounters the overlord of Chu in the heyday of history in his previous life, Ying Chengcheng still has a bit of fighting spirit. In this world, this underage imp can't afford to be an overlord at present.

If you want to defeat him, the second emperor, it is still possible in twenty years.

"It's still quite important."

Guiguzi's fingers kept calculating.

"When force reaches the pinnacle, one person is enough to decide the outcome of the battle."

Ying Cheng smiled and didn't bother to answer.

He likes martial arts for self-preservation and personal hobbies, but he clearly knows that martial arts are of little use to the situation in the world, and there is no one in this world who is not an immortal master.

Yue Nu, Zhang Han, Lu Goujian, Gai Nie, including him Yingcheng.

There is no need for more, against five hundred iron horsemen alone, if you don't escape, you will definitely die.

"Talk to me differently.

"If you're a peerless beauty, an old ghost who has lived for more than 200 years, I just feel disgusting."

Qingmei and Lilac, the two women who rely on him the most, don't look at him as hot as Guiguzi.

Of course, he didn't suspect that Guiguzi had any quirks, the fiery love in Guiguzi's eyes had nothing to do with love, it was a look at the most perfect work in his life, and it made Ying Chengzi even more uncomfortable.

"Zen once had an old friend, Ou Yezi.

"When he created the sword for Gou Jian, he showed a look in his eyes that I had never seen before, and it was the burning love he didn't have for his daughter Mo Ye.

"Zen doesn't understand what it means until now, and now I finally understand what that look means."

The most proud weapon that Ou Yezi built in his life was the sword of King Goujian of Yue, which was rumored in later generations.

"From the day His Majesty left Xianyang, Chang'anjun died. Throw away the kindness of women, and your majesty can truly reign over the world.

"It is worth killing the nobles and the rich to return to the hearts of the people, and it is also worth losing more than a thousand soldiers for the rise of a general. Congratulations to Your Majesty as King, and your Majesty to congratulate."

Wang Chan got up and stretched to the ground, his words full of joy from the heart.

Ying Cheng Chan was not happy.

With a lead of two thousand years, he was able to gain the upper hand in the face of these historical figures.

But in the long run, he lost.

He never wanted to ascend to the throne, but in the end he became the second emperor.

Even the ministers of the Qin State knew that the second was stupid, how could he not know that he wrote this word?

Two emperors, two emperors.

It's not just showing weakness, it's self-deprecation.

The first time he saw Guiguzi, he took strict precautions against Guiguzi, and gave the only code name with extremely strong personal feelings, the source of disaster.

He has been on guard for so long, but the general trend is still going according to Guiguzi's expectations.

The world was in turmoil, the Six Kingdoms were revived, the first emperor faked his death, and he was forced to ascend the throne.

Chen Ping boasted of manipulating the heroes, and his poisonous schemes were frequent, causing Mount Tai to change into the First Emperor, thinking that he was leading the world to a catastrophe.

In fact, he is just a chess piece in Guiguzi's hand.

The reason why Chen Ping was successful was because the result he wanted was what Guiguzi wanted.

Without Guiguzi's guidance and fueling the fire, there would not have been two massacres in Lanling, and the First Emperor would not have the idea of a fake *** position.

Ying Chengcheng has no feeling for Guiguzi who counts the sky in his hand, but he is very jealous of Guiguzi who counts people in his heart.

"I knew that the first time I saw you, I should have killed you."

Ying Cheng's face was expressionless, and he couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

"If Your Majesty were that kind of person, you wouldn't have seen Zen."

Guiguzi smiled, full of confidence, he was the Chang'an Junfu that he saw that Ying Chengcheng would not kill people casually.

"That's the same thing, so you're here today to discuss with me whether to kill you or not?"

Guiguzi seemed to see that the emperor in front of him was really impatient, and his words were much more direct.

"The greedy wolf, the broken army, and the seven killings have all been used by His Majesty. The Red Emperor, who was supposed to succeed Qin, is already under His Majesty's account."

"Are you trying to say that it's all your work, and it's all your life?"

"Definitely."

Guiguzi reached the ground for the second time, and the joy in his words was even stronger than the first time.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for winning this battle between heaven and man.

"The three killing stars are gathered, and the soldiers are invincible.

"The Red Emperor obeyed the mandate of heaven, and Pei County was the place of Longxing. His Majesty changed Pei County to Chang'an, and accepted Emperor Chi as a minister.

"Heaven has given way, and fate has fallen on Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty acts in accordance with the heavens in the future, Great Qin should enjoy 1,200 years."

If someone else said this, Ying Chengcheng would have passed with a smile and would not take it to heart.

But the person who said this was Guiguzi, a figure who ran through the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and his disciples guided or even created the rise and fall of the kingdoms.

The second emperor sat up straight.

"The prince might as well make it clear, how do you mean to act in accordance with the sky?"

This kind of nominal thing Ying Cheng never cares, what is good and against the sky, he only does what he wants to do.

Guiguzi talked eloquently.

"New things can't be reproduced, and hot air balloons are the last thing. During the reign of His Majesty, Huang Lao's learning should be promoted, and Taoism should be prosperous for 66 years.

"Before abdication, Confucianism should be activated, and then Qin

It is not easy to rule the world with benevolence, filial piety, courtesy, wisdom, and faith, and to retreat from Confucianism."

Ying Chengcheng smiled and said:

"Shall I say no?"

Squint your eyes.

"You should have known that I don't believe in heaven. Huang Shigong gave Han Xin a copy of "Taigong's Art of War", prayed to the sky before the battle, and the tortoiseshell was defeated or defeated.

"Win the battle and fight the big fight, lose the battle and fight the small fight. In the battle of Deshui, Han Xin burned the tortoise shell and won the victory, but the result was defeat.

"Prince, don't be superstitious about the heavens, your heavens are not bargained for in my hands."

Guiguzi's joy faded, and his face was solemn.

"Changting Tian's miscalculation, Deshui Tian's mistake, it is indeed because of His Majesty's reasons. Your Majesty comes from the future, and the sky does not see Your Majesty."

Pointing to the top of his head.

"But except for Your Majesty, everything is in the eyes of heaven. Your Majesty thinks that if I were to invest in the Six Kingdoms, Your Majesty would still be so smooth?

"Your Majesty should know that although Zen is separated from Your Majesty, everything he does is still for His Majesty's benefit. Zen does not regard himself as a guest of His Majesty, but his actions are no different from those of His Majesty.

"Your Majesty can achieve such a weather today, can one person do it? No.

"It is a joint effort by teachers, scientists, stammers, merchants, drunkards, veterans and other like-minded people, and the peasants are still developing new products for His Majesty to ensure the stability of the Great Qin.

"God can't help Your Majesty, but you can't help Your Majesty alone. The heavens have given in, if Your Majesty insists on refusing to give in, then Next, Your Majesty will rebel again! Die of anger, die without turning a blind eye, and all the blood and life's work will be in vain!

"Your Majesty, have you really thought about it?"

Ying Chengcheng waited silently, and after a while, seeing that Guiguzi had no intention of continuing to speak, he smiled and said:

"Finished? No follow-up? Then you can't convince me."

He stood up from the ground, holding the sword of King Qin in his hand, and stabbed the big tent into a small hole where you could see a small point of stars in the sky, only the size of a fist, like poking a hole in the sky.

He was in mid-air, and his words fell.

"I'm not afraid of scare, I'm afraid of death. It's useless to try to stop me."

Down-to-earth, Ying Chengcheng also pointed to the top of his head, and the starlight shone on his head.

"Let your heavens rain meteorites."