Raiding Zhang Liang is a bit difficult

Li Si sat alone under the window.

There are some drops of water on the black eaves, which are connected into thin silk threads and fall on the ground, forming a small puddle. The fine water droplets fall from the sky and fall into the puddle, causing small circles of ripples. The fine water droplets are all over the sky and the earth, each drop is like a gem, and there are bright stars and thousands of families inside. The raindrops hit the wind chimes on the eaves, and the tinkling sounds become crisp and melodious.

The leaves are dense and become more verdant in the washing of drizzle.

It was getting late at night, but Li Si was not sleepy. The air in the room was filled with the refreshing smell of green grass in the rain. His thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if something troubled him, "Why is it that the smarter you are, the more you can't think about it?" Well, he used to be, and he is now..."

Li Si dropped a black piece on the chessboard with his right hand, blocking the counterattack of the white piece. He couldn't help muttering to himself, he was the only one sitting on the side of the chessboard and playing against himself, but his mind was not completely on the chessboard On the contrary, more on what happened in the past few days.

Half a month ago, he personally went back to Xiaoshengxianzhuang to meet his teacher Xunzi. Xiaoshengxianzhuang was still green with green mountains and waters, beautiful in bells and spirits, and full of natural fragrance. When he went back again, his heart could not help but return to his boyhood.

However, he was turned away by Master Xun. The old man spoke sarcastically and tried his best to do things with contempt. Even though he is now the prime minister of the empire, one man under ten thousand people, noble and extraordinary, he is still abandoned by his former mentor .

However, Li Si was not discouraged by this. The real purpose of coming to Xiaoshengxian Village this time was not to meet the so-called mentor.The interest under the cover of love is the more important key.

Protecting the safety of the empire and removing all unstable factors is the most important key, and now this key includes removing the Confucianism, regardless of whether Xiaoshengxianzhuang is a place admired by scholars all over the world, whether it is Wherever his reinvented teacher is, as long as his heart is not with the empire, that is a reason for death.

What Li Si didn't expect was that seeing Zhang Liang again after so many years would surprise him, admiring him, but also secretly apprehensive.

He remembered that the first time he saw Zhang Liang was when he was an envoy of the Qin State to South Korea. At that time, his senior brother Han Fei was still alive. They couldn't argue, the whole room was either beyond their capabilities or their intelligence, and they couldn't refute a few words in front of him. Only Han Fei gave him a headache.

At that time, Zhang Liang was just an immature boy, standing behind his grandfather in a blue dress, Chu Chu began to try to use his extraordinary mind to analyze the complicated world and the violent court situation.

But a few years passed, and now I see Zhang Liang again. He is already the third head of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. On top of the virtual green blood loyalty, the gentleman's demeanor is open and frank, which sets off the fierceness and narrowness of the Six Swordsmen to be extremely vulgar, and the heroic aura makes people dare not look at him closely.

In front of Haohao Court, the blue curtain is the background, and the moon is distinct, embracing his wise and unparalleled eyes, whose clear and spiritual color surpasses the most glazed treasure in the world.

Li Si couldn't help but love such a person with such a temperament.

This should be the pillar of the empire, and it should be the pillar to consolidate the great cause, but Li Si also knew that Zhang Liang's thoughts and Han Fei's once coincided, and his heart was not on the empire, but on how to subvert the empire.

"Heart, if you are not in the empire, you can't trust people." Li Si sighed secretly, his deep eyes flickering on and off, but if he wanted to get rid of Zhang Liang because of this, Li Si couldn't help feeling a little bit embarrassed.

Since he is a dragon and a phoenix among men, why not try to persuade Zhang Liang to change his position and serve the empire. If there is a day, Li Si will not be stingy about using him.

The rate of standing by the side made him look down at the ground, his hands were drooping, and his eyes didn't move at all. He knew that Mr. Xiangguo was not talking to him, but talking to himself. In Mr. Xiangguo's mind, only smart people are worthy of being wise People talk, but he is just a lowly servant, stupid and stubborn, it is naturally impossible for Mr. Xiangguo to talk to him, even if he wants to.

Seeing that the brightness of the two lamps on the desk was getting weaker, he bowed forward to look, the loose wax had bottomed out, he hurriedly added oil and lit the fire to brighten the room, and then stepped into the corner again, acting as his puppet, Even the eyelids are still.

"Tomorrow, if the rain passes and the sky clears up, send someone to Xiaoshengxian Village to ask Mr. Zhang Liang to come over to talk about it."

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At the entrance of the tall library building in Xiaoshengxianzhuang, Zhang Liang and Yan Lu stood under the eaves of the library building, looking at the small Shengxianzhuang covered by drizzle through the shining firelight in the stone pavilion beside the brick road in Xiaohai, here Every brick, tile, tree, and water is so beautiful.

Zhang Liang's neck above the purple collar is fair, his face is flawless, and he doesn't have a beautiful body, but the simple white-bottomed purple edge robe is still elegantly worn by him.

His mood fluctuated slightly, and although his voice was still gentle, there was a sting in his throat, "Young master asked the Confucianists to rewrite all the classics into the small seal script of the Qin State. Not to mention how much manpower such a project requires, it is just the work of the six countries in the past. Words and terms are likely to be completely annihilated, and it seems that the empire's determination to wipe out all traces of the past six countries is determined."

Qin Shihuang ordered Che Tongyu to write the same text, hating everything in the six kingdoms, and the writing of the six kingdoms was about to be completely abandoned.

Zhang Liang couldn't help being sad and angry, the words he used every day could no longer be used, the sentence patterns he used to say every day could no longer be said, the home he used to live in was no longer home.

Missing is not allowed, and missing the past is a traitor to the empire, and that is a capital offense.

When South Korea is gone, everything in South Korea has become a sin and must be buried. Then he was once a part of South Korea, so should he also be regarded as a sin and buried forever?

This rain will turn into clouds and mist and disappear quietly in a day, but people's hearts are not so easy to change, Zhang Liang still can't let it go, he still thinks about the past, the country he used to be, that's where he grew up.

Yan Lu's eyes were still as clear as usual, he looked at Zhang Liang gently, and took a step closer to him, "Ovary, try to look forward." Don't always think about the past.

Zifang is good in everything, but there is one thing that worries Yan Lu, that is, he is too soft-hearted, too unable to let go of the goodness that he carries in his heart, for the sake of that supreme purity, he can sacrifice a lot of things, and he will not change his ambition, Thousands of dollars are not exchanged.

Zhang Liang nodded slightly, "I know senior brother, but my heart is still like this heavy rain, there is always a lingering haze." He stretched out a hand, stretched out to the outside of the eaves, accepted the baptism of the ice rain, and quickly cleaned his hands Wet by the rain.

"No matter how gloomy the mood is, there will always be a sunny day after the rain." Yan Lu grabbed Zhang Liang's rain-stained hands, and rubbed them back and forth between his two big hands preciously. The palm lines rub against the palm lines, and they stick tightly together. Under the action of the palm temperature, the rain gradually dries up, "Look, it's already dried up."

The empire is afraid of Confucianism, and pays attention to Confucianism like it is wary of Mohism. Yan Lu knows all these things, but Confucianism has not taken any substantial actions against the empire. The empire has to deal with Confucianism. Even if it is not allowed, I dare not take any action lightly, everything can still be planned.

Zhang Liang smiled lightly. The second senior brother always had a way to open up his heart with the simplest words, "It's just that Li Si went back to Sanghai to visit his teacher in name, but the real purpose was to take the opportunity to investigate the truth of Confucianism. On Taoism, Confucianism did not fall behind, which caused the empire to recognize the strength of Confucianism, and did not easily kill Confucianism, but the suspicion of the empire still exists. It's safe."

Yan Lu nodded slightly, stared at Zhang Liang, clenched his hand even more tightly, and the strength was transmitted from the palm of his hand, "Little Shengxianzhuang still has me and senior brother, Ovary, you can relax."

Zhang Liang looked at Yan Lu gratefully, it is indeed a blessing in the world to have such a trustworthy senior brother.

"If one day, little Shengxianzhuang is in great trouble, how will Zifang make a choice?" Suddenly, a resounding sentence came from the brick road of Xiaohai outside the library. The words were short, calm and full of power.

Zhang Liang and Yan Lu were startled, and looked at the source of the sound, only to see Fu Nian walking along the road step by step in the slight drizzle, without an umbrella, Fu Nian's dark green clothes were already soaked through, and the drizzle was washing his body His face, but his gaze was not blocked by the rain, it was as sharp as a blade.

Zhang Liang tried to think about it, if there is a day when Xiaoshengxianzhuang is in danger, people go to the empty building, the classics are destroyed, Junxiu's brows can't help but become a little dignified, he really doesn't want to see that day, when it comes, he doesn't know What kind of state of mind should be used to face it? It was not until a while later that the gentle eyes were raised, revealing firmness, "Zifang is willing to live and die with Xiao Shengxianzhuang."

But Fu Nian stopped, stood two feet in front of the library, looked at Zhang Liang and shouted, "Wrong."

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I don't know whether Fu Nian's clothes are soaked or not at all, because I feel that since Fu Nian can control the flow of water at will, he can probably walk in the rain without getting wet. This question...is so profound...