Saint Qin Batu

Although in the battle between Qin and Wei a few years ago, most of the reasons for Qin's defeat were internal instability, but this did not prevent the people of Qin from hating Wei.

Qin Wang Zhao Ji took the black dragon scroll and slightly covered the man's sight with his sleeve.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" There was a crackling sound from under King Qin's sleeve.

"Crack!" Finally, a hole appeared in the center of the black dragon scroll.

Zhao Ji took out the silk hidden inside, squinted his eyes and looked carefully.The silk is not big, but it is densely filled with words, most of which are for confusing information, and the real hidden information needs to be obtained through comparison of special templates.However, as the head of Qin's largest intelligence organization, King Qin naturally memorized this cipher text by heart.

Carefully deciphering the cipher text one by one, a smile gradually appeared on King Qin's face.In the end, the hands holding the silk began to tremble gradually.

"God bless my Great Qin! God bless my Great Qin!" Zhao Ji put down the silk in his hand, looked at the looming palace wall through the wooden door of the main hall, and murmured.

"Pass down the widow's order. Anyone who knows this will be promoted to three ranks. In addition, tell them that the time has come for Daqin to need them!" Zhao Ji withdrew his eyes and said in a low tone, with a trace of fanaticism in his eyes.

"Here!" The man responded, and then disappeared again.

"Hehe, this country of Qin is getting more and more interesting. It's time to meet old friends..." Zhao Ji straightened up slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up, which seemed to imply that a new power game had begun.

Xianyang Fan Mansion

Fan Ju, who was walking in the yard, was a bit downcast. The Chu and Lao Qin families in the two TC halls kept attacking him, which made him tired of coping.But fortunately, the secrets he set up in advance were not discovered and were not affected.

"Xiangguo, Anzi from the Black Ice Terrace has come to report that a Black Dragon Scroll was sent to the Qin Palace today." A man dressed as a butler said.

Fan Ju raised his head, glanced slightly at the sky, and then asked, "The Black Dragon Scroll? Is it from the Kingdom of Wei?"

"Yes, it should be about the matter of Ye City in Wei State. But..." the butler stopped talking here.

Fan Ju nodded slightly as if he understood what the housekeeper meant.Rubbing his brows wearily, he said: "Wei State Ye City cannot be hidden from the Seven Kingdoms. It is indeed a big deal to use the Black Dragon Scroll to convey information. There must be something related to the lifeline of Qin State."

Fan Ju put down his hand, his tired eyes immediately became clear, and he said in a calm voice: "Go, mobilize all the power of my miscellaneous family in Weiguo and Heibingtai, and find out what is hidden in the black dragon scroll at all costs." What!"

"All the power?" The butler was stunned for a moment. Whether it was Wei Guo or Heibingtai, there were not many powers that the miscellaneous family could control.Now if these powers are exposed all at once, then the intelligence system of Zajia will definitely receive a serious blow.Capital accumulated over decades may evaporate overnight.

"Yes! All the forces, even if my miscellaneous family becomes deaf and blind in the future, we must thoroughly find out what happened in Ye City!" Fan Ju's face was solemn, and his tone was full of determination.

"Here!" Seeing that Fan Ju was so resolute, the butler bowed and retreated without saying anything more.

In fact, Fan Ju also knew that this time it was a bit risky, and the foundation of the miscellaneous family was too weak.If something can't be found out, the miscellaneous family will be doomed.I don't know when the next chance to rise will be.It's even hard to say whether there will be a next chance.

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Chapter 51 The Man of the Mountain

In the palace of King Qin, in a dark secret room, King Zhao Ji of Qin retreated from his usual black gold silk-trimmed python robe, and put on a sackcloth that ordinary people would wear.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" In the dark secret passage, there were only the footsteps of King Zhao Ji of Qin.

Zhao Ji bent slightly, holding a torch in a stooped manner, and walked slowly along the secret path.

This secret passage was built secretly after Duke Xiao moved his capital to Xianyang. To keep the secret passage secret, not much manpower was spent, but it took a very long time.The only person who has ever known this secret way is King Qin. Even when the Queen Mother Xuan was in power, she didn't know about this secret way.

The secret road is paved with bluestone, which is extremely strong. Every king of the Qin Kingdom will do some repair work on the secret road.Of course, those who built the secret road were all prisoners on death row, and even the supervisors were all dead soldiers secretly trained by Qin.In other words, after the repair of the secret passage is completed, both the condemned prisoner and the overseer will have to die.Although cruel, it is necessary as the last secret way to preserve the Qin royal family.

The bluestone road is not easy to walk, because it is underground, and the bluestone is contaminated with a lot of water vapor. It is not only wet when walking, but also very slippery.

However, after all, Zhao Ji is a strong man in the late stage of congenital life. Even now that he is old and twilight, he still has the demeanor of a strong man, so that he will not go wrong in this small secret path.

"Buzz!" With a sound of mechanism turning, a bright light appeared in front of the secret passage.

"Phew!" Zhao Ji breathed a sigh of relief. After taking medicine for a long time, even though he still has the strength of a natural master, his body still can't keep up.

The exit of the secret path is located on a small hill in the west of Xianyang City, and the exit is a small grave mound on the hill.Moreover, there are many other large and small graves around, which look like the ancestral graves of a small family.

Zhao Ji, the King of Qin, walked out of the tomb, and then the tomb door was closed again with the sound of a mechanism, and there was nothing abnormal at all.

Although the graves in more than a dozen places are not connected together, it is unavoidably scary to be in this quiet valley.

"Cuckoo!" Suddenly, a bird twittered from the branches of the grave, and then a large number of birds flew up.

"Hehe, the older a person is, the worse he is!" Zhao Ji shook his head bitterly as he relaxed his vigilance.Back then, he was also the one who could go straight to the battlefield with a sword in hand.Now I can't even feel a few birds, and I can't help but feel a little indescribable.

Zhao Ji shook his head, and walked towards the place in his memory.A shabby clothes, gray hair, callused hands.Even if some woodcutters occasionally pass by on the mountain, they don't see anything unusual, they just take it as a passer-by, and never think that the dying old man in front of them is their king.

After walking for about half an hour, dozens of small thatched houses suddenly appeared on the mountainside, which looked like a small village.

Zhao Ji walked into the village and said in a hoarse voice, "Is there anyone there?"

A plainly dressed woman came out of a room, looked at Zhao Ji with some doubts, and asked gently: "This elder, who are you looking for?"

"Old man, passing by here, I came here to beg for a drink." Zhao Ji said with a smile.

"That's it, please wait a moment." Although the woman was a little puzzled about where the old man came from, she went to the house and fetched water for Zhao Ji out of the kindness of the people at the bottom.

However, Zhao Ji did not wait for the woman to come back from fetching water.Containing the smile on his face, Zhao Ji looked at one of the several houses in the distance with a serious expression, and walked towards it.

Inside the house, two old men were chatting, and outside the door, several young men wearing swords guarded the door meticulously.From time to time, there would be laughter in the house. However, such a harmonious atmosphere was instantly broken by the voice at the entrance of the village.

"You, do you want to see him?" An old man in a slightly luxurious dress asked.

"Heh! Why didn't you see him? Since he's here, why not see him?" An old man dressed like an ordinary person on the opposite side said with a sneer.

Although he was ridiculed by his old friend, the luxuriously dressed old man was not angry.As one of the few people who knew the inside story about this matter, the old man also knew the resentment in his old friend's heart.

"Then, you two talk slowly, and I'll leave first..." the old man in Huayi finished speaking and prepared to leave.

"Beiming, why are you leaving? If you stay here like this, he not only owes me, but also owes you!" the old man in plain clothes said angrily.

This person called Bei Ming by the old man in plain clothes is naturally Bei Mingzi, the current head of the Taoist Tianzong.However, the head of the Tianzong of Taoism, who claims to stay away from the world and devote himself to cultivating Taoism, unexpectedly came to Qin without a word.If people from the SD Six Nations know about it, there will be another storm.

"Uncle Master!" There were several respectful salutes from outside the door.

Zhao Ji walked into the house in response, and inside the house, the three stood facing each other.

"Brother!" In the end, it was Bei Mingzi who broke the silence among the three.

"Well, Junior Brother, long time no see..." Zhao Ji replied with some emotion.

Bei Mingzi, head of the Tianzong of Taoism, is actually the younger brother of Zhao Ji, king of Qin!Such news is estimated to make a large number of people drop their eyes.Taoism actually accepted a monarch as a disciple, and it is still the Tianzong who claims to ignore world affairs!

In fact, as early as 50 years ago, when Zhao Ji was not the king of Qin, he was sent to Yan as a hostage by his elder brother Zhao Dang, who was also King Wu of Qin.

And the country of Yan happened to be the hidden place of Taoist Tianzong.The head of Taoist Tianzong at that time, when he saw Zhao Ji who was living on the street and even had to dig out bird eggs to eat, he felt pity and took him in.But after the head of Tianzong got along with Zhao Ji for a few days, he immediately discovered the extraordinaryness of Zhao Ji.

The Taoist Tianzong accepts disciples, and it only accepts extremely talented disciples.In contrast, the number of disciples of Tianzong is naturally much smaller.Many masters of Tianzong of Taoism can't even find a disciple who fully meets their wishes to inherit the mantle in their entire lives.

In this way, Zhao Ji became a disciple of the head of the Taoist Tianzong.If it wasn't for later, King Wu of Qin would have hit his foot with a tripod and died of pain.Zhao Ji needs to return to the country to fight for the throne. Maybe he will really inherit the orthodox mantle of Taoist Tianzong.

"It's been a few years since we last saw each other. You're much older..." After greeting Bei Mingzi briefly, Zhao Ji fixed his gaze on the plainly dressed old man again.