It was getting late, and the clouds slowly closed the light of dusk.

Xu Yi was trying to explain that she wanted Zhao Jia to be a guard, and then find a way to pull Fusu away.

At least they have to see their mother's attitude clearly before they can move on to the next step.

Fusu also has this intention.

Lees said aptly that he had something important to tell.

Xu Yan didn't know if it was a coincidence or intention, just when she wanted to retreat under the guise of retreating.

The footsteps behind him suddenly intensified. She turned her head and saw a team of Qin Weiqi, who were dressed in dark clothes and wrapped in black scarves, walking past them.

The two guards at the front were armed with long axes.

Only when there is a serious accident in the palace will such a scene occur in the palace passages.

Xu Yi was a little frightened. But the jade plate in her arms suddenly warmed up, ironed in her heart, as if predicting the emergence of two crucial new characters.

At the end of the team, two people with very different identities appeared in front of Xu Yan's eyes.

One in the front and one in the back.

The gestures of the person in front of him were full of "defeated" dignity.

His hair bun was also different from the person behind him, and the whiteness of the yellow-white hosta was clearly visible. To be able to use a hairpin of such specifications must be extraordinary.

The treatment of the people behind is not so good.

Walked hard and staggered.

The guard unceremoniously tugged at a thick rope, the other end of which was firmly tied to his hand.

He was dressed in a dark brown shirt and his eyes were covered with a black cloth. The man obediently moved in the direction in which he was being pulled, probably due to the fact that he could not see, he did not know the speed of his advance, and often bumped into the person in front of him.

When he touched the back of the person in front of him for the third time.

The predecessor replied with a pair of peach blossom eyes, stared at the latter with a smile, and mocked in a mocking tone: "Zheng Guo." You'd better go slower, and walking slower won't delay you on the road. ”

Zheng Guo didn't know who the person in front of him was. He only vaguely heard someone calling him "prince".

Hearing this sarcasm, he rushed to die, and he didn't plan to go back.

He apologized again and again, and shook his hand up and down: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

It's not that Zheng Guo likes to be submissive, but he is too lazy to care about irrelevant things.

Han Fei and Li Si recognized who that person was at a glance.

His hands were tied like this, his eyes were blindfolded, and he could still have a smile on his empty half of his face.

When Ying Zheng saw Yan Dan, he recalled a day he didn't want to recall, and the feeling of being awakened by the pain countless times was not pleasant.

He was unhappy, but he saw Zheng Guo behind him.

Zheng Guo was actually brought into the palace so rudely, he really wanted to dismiss the person who did the work.

Ying Zheng raised his hand to ask Zheng Guo to come over, Zhao Gao was very good at observing words and feelings, he personally went over to untie Zheng Guo's hands, but did not take off his blindfold.

Xu Yi guessed that this was because he was worried that he remembered the palaces and routes in the Qin Palace too carefully.

Zheng Guo was still uncomfortable listening to the people of Qin Guoren, and he couldn't recognize Ying Zheng's voice, thinking that it was another general who was going to hand him over.

Han Fei and Li Si looked at their junior brother standing in front of Ying Zheng, with a very frank smile on their faces.

They thought that Xunzi was right, and that Zheng Guo was really the best tempered among his students.

The top of Zheng Guo's head was a rare autumn glow, and the black band hung down behind the soft hair, was it carried up by the breeze.

He bared his white teeth and said sincerely to the voice that asked him to pass, "Can the general loosen the tie?" I asked each other, how long will I have to go to see King Qin? ”

"Sir, don't you want to enter the palace like this?"

Zheng Guo immediately shuddered, he subconsciously put his hand in front of the black cloth, and he quickly moved away.

"The king is the king, and it is not strange to be wary of foreign ministers." As he spoke, he lowered his head: "The Korean envoy Zheng Guo visited the King of Great Qin ......"

Zheng Guo is very young, about twenty-five, and his voice is like a clear spring.

This kind of self-introduction sentence easily reminds Ying Zheng of Zheng Li.

Zheng Guo's flustered actions made Ying Zheng smile, and he lowered his voice a little.

"Mr. can take it off by himself."

The moment Zheng Guo tore off the black cloth, Xu Yi saw his appearance, with a handsome outline and extraordinarily big eyes.

He didn't have Li Si's cunning, he didn't have Han Fei's deep darkness, and there was a murmuring stream above his eyes, and the color of his clothes was like a yellow chrysanthemum in this autumn.

When he looked at Ying Zheng, there was also a calm and firm look in his eyes.

Zheng Guo turned his head and found two old acquaintances not far away.

"Senior brother!"

Zheng Guo has a point that makes Han Fei and Li Si feel uncomfortable at the same time - the frequency of his speech is very erratic.

One moment he was babbling, the other he was silent.

This made Han Fei, who doesn't like to talk, and Li Si, who likes to talk very much, unable to take him. They didn't know what he was going to say next.

Li Si knew that Zheng Guo was a very simple person.

In the Jixia School Palace, Xun asked everyone about their ambitions - the students talked eloquently about their lofty ambitions.

Zheng Guo rolled up the sleeves of his robe and said silently: People die and perish, but things will last forever.

What he wants to learn is not to govern the country and write about educating people, but to benefit the people's great cause -- the people's constant farming, irrigation as the key.

Li Bing and his son built Dujiangyan to achieve the fertile Chengdu Plain.

Where can Zheng Guo fulfill his lifelong dream in this life?

He has been thinking about it for more than ten years. For more than ten years, he poured all his ideas and plans into bamboo slips, and he visited the people and was haunted by dreams countless times.

And he seems to have resigned himself to all this, which can only be imagined.

The situation in full swing today is more complicated than Li Bing's time.

Few kings would want to take out their money when it was urgent to strengthen their armies and levy taxes to finance them.

Until King Yingzheng of Qin said: He needs it.

Until Han An, the king of Han, said: He also needs it.

It takes many years to repair a canal, and it costs a lot of money to build a canal as perfect as Dujiangyan.

One asks for the best use of things, and the other procrastinates.

He naively thought that it was "the best of both worlds"

Jung Kook only has his project on his head. He wants to finish his career wholeheartedly. So he didn't want to have any conflict with anyone.

Zheng Guo knew that entering Qin was a strategy.

At that time, most of the craftsmen were already riding tigers. Many people even hurt themselves to stay in South Korea.

And Zheng Guo is not afraid of the crime of death.

He is only for the immortal project.

Gradually, it darkened a little, and the clouds slowly surged into the distance, crumpling into a ball, and the western side was dyed pale gold.

The clouds were blown away by the evening breeze, and the dark blue ink sky slowly enveloped the setting sun.

As soon as Xu Yi came to Huayang Palace with the palace people, the rich sandalwood agarwood filled Xu Yan's nasal cavity.

Zhao Ji lay on her side on the couch.

On the low lacquer platform in front of the collapse is a delicate openwork bronze statue.

Fry it over the fire until fragrant.

Zheng Li rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair skin, and she continued a piece of Shen Mu.

"Queen Mother, this incense is made by the concubine herself. The fragrant qi contained in the book can smooth the blood qi, as well as awaken the spleen and invigorate the qi, regulate the breath and condense the mind, which is very good for you. ”

"Good boy, it's hard for you to guard me on weekdays." Zhao Ji sighed, "Zheng'er probably won't come." He would rather not have my mother. ”

Saying that, she opened the curtain, did not hide her haggard face, and patted Zheng Li's hand, "Go back, child." Don't be here. ”

"Don't say that. The king will come. Zheng Li held her hand and said soothingly, "There is no substitute for the relationship between the king and the queen mother. ”

In fact, when she heard many rumors about the Queen Mother, her first reaction was to be afraid, and because she was Yingzheng's biological mother, she was afraid of them.

But then, she bumped into her heartache.

She is also a mother. She knew quite well that when her mother was in the desolation of her own spiritual world, she could hardly take care of her children seriously.

The personalities of Fusu and Hehua are becoming more and more different. The more Fusu is like himself, the more Hehua is like Yingzheng.

In fact, parents may not know their children, but children must be the ones who know their parents best.

Xu Yi will soon let Zheng Li understand this.

Listening to Zheng Li's comforting words, Zhao Ji smiled tiredly, and there was finally a wave at the end of her eyes.

Today she is rarely neatly dressed and has proper sideburns.

This is the day when Yingzheng routinely comes to visit her every few months.

Every time he came to see her, Zheng Li would be on the side to comfort him to stay a little longer.

Over time, Zhao Ji even wondered if there was no Zheng Li, wouldn't he even take a step forward in Huayang Palace.

Although it was a formality, they didn't talk much. But after all, it was one of the few times she could see him.

But until the evening, she looked at it for a long time, and she didn't see Yingzheng.

She couldn't remember how long it had been since she had seen Ying Zheng smile at her.

Her eyes darkened again.

Xu Yi broke the gloom of the dormitory with a big grin.

"Grandmother Wang, grandmother."

She ran in with a puff of smoke.

Since the last time she negotiated with Zhao Jia in Zhilan Palace, she had found that only as she met more and more people, the higher the energy accumulated in the Hetu jade plate.

It's like a card game.

Does that mean that with enough people to unlock, she'll be able to get more information about her grandfather?

Behind Hehua wandered the brilliant sunset, and the ink clouds were like sailboats coming from afar.

Ying Zheng's figure appeared in front of the temple gate, and Mu Hei's wide clothes blended with the thick twilight.

Golden dancing flames crackle in the bronze, and melted candles emit the faint scent of autumn.

"The Queen Mother."