Quick travel: Boss, have the guts to fight me!

Chapter 129

In history, there are countless examples of nine sons seizing the throne, and the same is true for Qin in the Eastern Ji Continent!
Qin Wuya has raised a lot of guests, including counselors like Baili Junyao and guards with strong martial arts like Lu Qian. Not all of them are from Qin, but without exception, they all receive favors or ask for Qin Wuya!
The crown prince is a piece of fat, and I don't know how many wolves, tigers and leopards are watching!

Qin Wuya himself, even if he is both civil and military, but after all, he is only on his own, so he must cultivate his own power.

"There are still more than two months before the deadline. Whether I can complete the bet with Qin Wuxin is another matter. The most important thing is that I want to give my father a big gift on his birthday!"

Qin Wuxin is the fifth son of Qin, a strong contender for the throne!
"Do you have any other tricks?"

It was within Baili Junyao's expectation that Qin wanted to attack Han, but he didn't expect that he would face the problem of attacking Han so soon!
Qin Wuya wanted to invite Ying to attack Han and present a heavy birthday gift to the King of Qin, but the Korean Dragon Song Army was by no means a vegetarian, and moreover, South Korea was feared by all countries with its famous weapon—the crossbow.

There are even more rumors that all the powerful bows and crossbows in the world come from Korea...

"Jun Yao, you were born in South Korea, so you should be very familiar with South Korea. I want to win South Korea as quickly as possible. Do you have any suggestions?"

After being called, Baili Junyao slowly raised his head. He had just come to Qin Wuya's side, and he hadn't made any achievements yet.

Qin Wuya rescued Baili's family, and arranged for the whole family properly, obviously he was sincere, now it depends on whether Baili Junyao is sincere enough!
Now, he is considered a native of Qin, to what extent is his loyalty to Qin?South Korea or Qin, which one is more important to him? !
Qin Wuya wants to know...

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, Baili Jun raised his head, and looked at Qin Wuya who was sitting on the four-clawed golden dragon throne.

How could he not feel Qin Wuya's temptation?
"His Royal Highness, Jun Yao's suggestion is...a skinny camel is bigger than a horse!"

"what for?"

"To defeat and destroy Korea, why not surrender instead!"

"Ok?"

Qin Wuya looked dangerously at Baili Junyao. Sure enough, he... couldn't do anything to his motherland!

"Surrender? What kind of surrender method?"

"Divide into two groups! Then..."

After dismissing the other guests, Qin Wuya summoned Baili Junyao alone, and the two talked for a long time, until the sun had completely set before Baili Junyao left the palace.

He coughed, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, his eyes shone brightly with starlight, and its bright color was better than the stars and crescent moon in the sky.

In South Korea, he promised Xin Jiujiu that he would never meet his father-in-law in battle. Qin's iron hoofs would not break through the mountains and rivers of South Korea, but this does not mean that Qin's iron hooves would never set foot in the capital of South Korea!
This world has been falling apart for too long...

There are wars, large or small, happening every week. The most painful situation in this state is the common people living on the border between countries.

It's time to unite the world!
He has no ambition to be a king, but he has a grand wish. He hopes to see the unity of the mountains and rivers, no more frequent wars, no more annexing cities!

He is willing to assist Prince Qin, Qin Wuya!
As long as he is willing to trust him!
With something on his mind, Baili Junyao pushed the door and entered the courtyard. The woman sat on the swing, shaking her legs gently. When she saw him enter the door, she suddenly smiled, and the gloomy cloud between his brows suddenly disappeared.

He doesn't want to be a king, because he doesn't want to be the king of a country, for the country and the people, and he can't help himself.

He only wishes to be a small military adviser, to go to court on time, and to go home after the next court.

And at home...

The old man plays with his grandson with sweet treats, while his wife warms sweet porridge and waits for him quietly...

(End of this chapter)