Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

"Fatty Ding, are you going to deliver food to Xiaoshengxianzhuang?" Su Ying leaned on the railing of the stairs and looked at the lacquer box in his hand.

Hearing Su Ying's voice suddenly, Fatty Ding was startled.

"Yes, I want to send it to Xiaoshengxianzhuang." Cook Ding looked at Su Ying and said cautiously.

"I just want to go to Xiaoshengxian Village, let's go together. "Five Seventy Zero""

"Hey?" Cook Ding was taken aback when he heard this, and then he saw Su Ying walking past him and going out the door. Seeing this, Cook Ding hurriedly grabbed the lacquer box and followed.

Although he was wearing a rough white cloth, Su Ying still couldn't hide his handsomeness, walking leisurely on the lively Sanghai street, walking with his hands behind his back, looking around, and Fatty Ding, who was holding a lacquer box, followed him Behind him, he shrank his hands and feet, cautiously.

The two walked through Sanghai Street one after the other, and came to the alleyway paved with bluestone slabs leading to Xiaoshengxianzhuang.

"You should be lucky." Su Ying, who was walking in front of Pao Ding with his arms behind his back, suddenly said.

"Huh?" Pao Ding was startled.

"I'm glad you didn't tell Yan Dan our whereabouts, otherwise you would have been a corpse." Su Ying's calm words sounded in Pao Ding's ears, making him shudder and trembling all over.

"You, you already knew that I was from the Mohist family?" Pao Ding stopped, his whole body trembling, his teeth chattering and he looked at Su Ying, whose back was facing him, his eyes were full of fear and panic.

"Yes, I knew it from the beginning." Su Ying turned his head slightly, glanced at Pao Ding behind him from the corner of his eyes, his eyes were calm, but seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

devil...

He really is a monster!

Pao Ding's teeth were chattering, his back was drenched, and he was extremely terrified.

"We will leave today. This is the reward for board and lodging for the next few days." Su Ying said and threw a bag of money to Pao Ding, then stepped on his feet, and his figure disappeared in the same place.

In the Qingshi alley, Pao Ding was left alone standing there in a daze.

In Xiaoshengxian Village, Master Xun is walking in the corridor, holding a scroll in his hand and going to teach his disciples

Suddenly feeling something in his heart, he turned his head and looked into the courtyard beside him. There was Su Ying, who was wearing a rough white cloth and with black hair scattered behind his head like a waterfall, standing there looking at him with his hands behind his back.

"Mr. Xun Kuang, long time no see." Su Ying looked at Xun Kuang and smiled lightly.

"It's you." Xun Kuang recognized Su Ying and couldn't help being surprised.

"It's you." Xun Kuang recognized Su Ying and couldn't help being surprised.

……

In the teaching hall of Xiaoshengxianzhuang, a group of Confucian scholars were sitting there waiting for Xun Kuang's arrival, but after waiting for a long time, no one was seen.

"Why hasn't Master Uncle come yet?"

"Half an hour has passed, this is too slow."

"Did Uncle Master fall asleep?"

Some Confucian scholars couldn't help muttering and chatting.

Wearing a Confucian scholar's green shirt, Zhang Liang, who was as delicate as a woman, walked in front of the teaching hall, heard the sound in the hall, and wondered in his heart: "Isn't the master teaching today? Why are you so noisy?"

He opened the door and entered, the hall was silent, all Confucian scholars turned their heads to look at him: "Three Masters."

"Where's Uncle Master?" Zhang Liang looked at a group of Confucian scholars and asked.

"Returning to the third master, the master and uncle don't know why, but there is no one at this time." A Confucian scholar stood up and replied.

"Okay, I got it, you guys study on your own first, don't make any more noise, if you attract senior brothers, you will have to suffer..." Zhang Liang glanced across the crowd Confucian scholars, with a half-smile on their face.

All the Confucian scholars were flustered when they heard the words, and they didn't dare to make any noise anymore.

Zhang Liang left the Teaching Hall, thought for a while, turned his head and walked towards the bamboo hut where Xun Kuang lived.

Inside the bamboo hut.

The incense is curling up, mixed with the fragrance of green bamboo, it smells very good.

Su Ying and Xun Kuang sat facing each other in front of a table made of bamboo slices. There was steaming hot tea on the table in front of them.

"The last time Su and Mr. Xun Kuang met was seven years ago. The time is just as Confucius said, and the dead are like husbands. But Mr. Xun Kuang has not changed much." Su Ying looked at the same person as seven years ago. Xun Kuang, who had changed a lot, said with emotion.

"The old man is already old, and his footsteps are half a step on the loess. There is no change at all other than getting old." Xun Kuang stroked his beard and looked at Su Ying with a smile, his eyes were shining: "It's my little friend in just seven short years." The growth and changes over the years are really touching. The young man back then has now become the unparalleled prince of Qin who shocked the world. There is no 0.5 in ancient and modern times. He is unparalleled in the world. I think my little friend is now worthy of this Two sentences."

"Mr. Xun Kuang praised me a lot. Su is able to have today thanks to Mr. Xun Kuang and Xiao Shengxian Zhuang for their help." Su Ying picked up the teacup on the table and raised it towards Xun Kuang.

Xun Kuang smiled and picked up the teacup and bumped it with Su Ying in the air, and then they drank it up with their heads up.

"Speaking of which, now that Qin and Chu are fighting, if little friend Su Ying doesn't help Qin attack Chu, what's the point of coming to our little sage village?" Xun Kuang put down his teacup, looked at Su Ying and asked.

[Watching rng's final against kz tonight, the following chapters will be later. 】.

Chapter 166 Zhang Liang's Hatred

Su Ying smiled when he heard this.

"Without him, just drop by to see the old man."

"By the way?" Xun Kuang pondered for a while, and then enlightenment flashed in those clear and clear eyes, "Could it be that my little friend came from Linzi?"

"Exactly." Su Ying smiled.

"Little friend, are you trying to persuade Qi to surrender?" Xun Kuang asked, looking at the handsome young man in front of him who was dressed in rough white clothes but still looked very handsome.