Qin Shimingyue of Captain Yamamoto

Fusu didn't dare to speak, his body still didn't stop shaking, and his hair was soaked in cold sweat.

"Do you know Bai Qi?" Ying Zheng glanced at Fu Su and said.

Although it was just a question, it gave Fusu a lot of peace of mind, because he knew that if his father asked such a question, at least he would not deal with him at this time.

Fusu raised his head, straightened his body and saluted, and replied: "Qin's No.1 general, known as 'Rentu', took credit for his pride, and intended to rebel, but failed, and committed suicide by taking poison in fear of crime."

Fusu is the hardworking one among Yingzheng's sons, and the one who is most likely to inherit the great rule. He naturally knows the history of his country well.

"That's right, this is the official historian's record." Ying Zheng said lightly, moving his feet, walking in front of his throne like a leisurely stroll, "But there are still things that haven't been recorded. Before committing suicide, Bai Qi once had a relationship with the late King Zhaoxiang." After a conversation, Bai Qi asked: What is my crime? I never thought of rebelling. The late king replied: I know that you have never thought of rebelling, but you have the ability to rebel. This is your crime.

Ying Zheng stopped and looked down at his son, his gaze was like a sharp sword: "As my eldest son, you have been burdened with such a crime since the first day you were born."

Ying Zheng looked at Fusu, and suddenly thought of Fusu's mother. He turned around and stopped looking at Fusu: "It's an inherent sin to be born in the Emperor's Garden...I know it very well. Facts have proved that , the late king's decision may have been a mistake..."

Fusu looked up at his father.

"...But who can really know whether the decision is right or wrong before making a decision?" Ying Zheng paused and continued.

At this moment, Fusu also lowered his head, two lines of tears were already on his face, perhaps only at this time, the father and son thought of the same thing.

"Power is poison. If there is a crack in the container, the poison will spread... Maybe the poison has already begun to spread, and you are just a victim." Ying Zheng said.

After hearing these words, Fu Su immediately kowtowed and said: "Father and emperor have taught me a lesson, and my son is grateful."

"Stay flat." Ying Zheng said, his majestic voice seemed to be a little gentler, "I heard that you met a strange woman in Songhai?"

"Father... Are you talking about Master Shanliu?" Fu Su was slightly taken aback, then he came to his senses and asked cautiously.

"Shanliu...an interesting name." Ying Zheng said, "You have investigated her identity, do you have any clues?"

"According to Master Xinghun of the Yinyang family, Master Shanliu was a former disciple of the Yinyang family." Fusu replied.

Ying Zheng nodded, noncommittal: "You are exhausted from the journey, go down and have a good rest first. Prepare carefully for the upcoming Spring Festival."

Fusu stood up, not daring to ask any more questions, bowed and said, "Thank you, Father."

Seeing Fusu retreating step by step, Yingzheng's hand holding the long sword tightened slightly, and Yaoyao said, "This time, don't let me down."

Hearing these words, Fusu's back steps paused, and he bowed three times to Yingzheng from a distance, before leaving the palace.

At this time, Ying Zheng was the only one left in the palace. He looked at the luxurious but empty palace, and then sat on his throne.

For such a huge empire, only Ying Zheng, the first emperor, understood the price to be paid to maintain this huge empire.

"Come on." Ying Zheng said suddenly.

Following Ying Zheng's voice, it seemed that he was the only one in the palace. At some point, three Shadow Secret Guards suddenly appeared, kneeling on one knee, waiting for Ying Zheng's instructions.

"Arrange Shanliu's residence near Hu Hai's government office." Ying Zheng said lightly.

"Yes." The three Shadow Secret Guards bowed their heads and saluted, and then their figures left the hall like ghosts.

After giving instructions, Ying Zheng put one hand on the armrest of the throne, looked through the door of the main hall, and looked at the outside world, as if lost in thought.

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Sanghai, Little Sage's Villa...

It was already after dinner at this time, Yamamoto, Ah Shian and Nan Jia who came to help, the three of them packed up the rest of the luggage together.

Just after Yamamoto put the sword blank into Nanjia's hands, a voice familiar to both Yamamoto and Ah Shisan suddenly came from the beam: "I said, you might as well leave it to me and take it back."

Thirteen looked up, and sure enough, the tall and thin figure of Robber Zhi had appeared there at some point.

"Who is this?!" Nan Jia, who had never seen Robber Zhi, was taken aback and asked while holding the sword blank.

"Don't be nervous, we're in the same group." Robber Zhi showed a smile, rolled over and landed lightly on the ground.

"The leader of Bandit Zhi." Thirteen greeted Bandit Zhi, and Yamamoto nodded to Bandit Zhi.

"The monitoring of Xiaoshengxianzhuang outside is getting tighter and tighter now. It's not easy for me to come in once." Bandit Zhi stretched his waist and smiled cynically, completely unable to see what he said was not easy.

"You are Mr. Bandit Zhi?" Nan Jia looked at the yellow-haired young man in front of him with surprise.

In fact, in the Jianghu, Bandit Zhi's reputation is quite resounding, after all, he is the "No. [-] thief in the world", although after joining the Mohism, Bandit Zhi has stopped doing those things, but there are still legends about him in the Jianghu.

"Hey..." Hearing Nan Jia's words, Robber Zhi felt that his skin was about to get goosebumps. He crossed his arms and said, "Don't you call me Mr. What, I can't bear it all over."

For the set of Confucian etiquette, Robo Zhi can't stand it the most. Even Zhang Liang would not put on an old-fashioned Confucian appearance in front of him.

"Leader Bandit Zhi, do you already know that we are going to Xianyang?" Thirteen asked.

When this topic was brought up, Robber Zhi's attitude became serious, he nodded and said, "That's right, all of us have already learned about the situation from Zifang... I didn't expect that Ying Zheng would call you directly to Xianyang, everyone I couldn’t think of any good countermeasures for a while.”

Ying Zheng's action this time was beyond everyone's expectations, even Zhang Liang did not expect it.

"Leader Bandit Zhi, you don't need to worry, we will go to Xianyang as our identity...it should be fine." Thirteen comforted Bandit Zhi.

"That's hard to say..." Robber Zhi glanced at Yamamoto who hadn't spoken a moment ago, "...how about you finding an excuse and slipping away on the way?"

"This shouldn't be possible..." Thirteen had a helpless smile on his face.

In fact, with the strength of Yamamoto and Shisan, as long as they leave, no one should be able to keep them, but the consequences of leaving... it makes them dare not make this decision.

Chapter 385 Chapter 291 Special Wooden Sword

Robo Zhi didn't pay much attention to Ah Shisan's refusal, he was just joking, after all, it was related to Xiao Shengxian Village, it was impossible to just walk away like this.

"Actually, I'm here this time mainly to bring something to Master Shanliu." While talking, Robber Zhi took out the long cloth bag behind his back and put it on the small square table in the main hall.

"This is?" Thirteen looked at the cloth bag, and she felt that the shape of the cloth bag had a sense of sight.

"..." Yamamoto glanced at the slightly smug expression on Robber Zhi's face, and he already guessed what was inside.

"The wooden knife in Liu'er's hand is not durable, and the sword blank is not easy to use, so after getting the news that you are going to Xianyang, Mr. Xu and old man Ban made this together..." Robber Zhi said while Opening the bag, revealing the contents.

It was a wooden sword, probably to hide Yamamoto's identity, so it didn't look like a wooden sword. The dark wood-grained sword body was not made in one piece, but like other long swords, it had a mounted sword There is no pattern on it, and it is extremely simple. It is obviously a wooden sword, but it shows a bit of weight.

"Try it?" Robber Zhi said to Yamamoto.

"Yeah." Yamamoto nodded, already holding the wooden sword in his hand.

After getting it, Yamamoto found that the weight of this wooden sword seemed to be heavier than ordinary wooden swords. When he waved it slightly, it seemed to have a sense of weight similar to that of a real sword.

"Old man Ban found a particularly heavy and hard piece of wood from his collection, cut it into shape, and then handed it to Master Xu, and the two of them made this wooden sword together." Robber Zhi said, "There is a wooden sword in the world. , I will never find a second wooden sword like this."

Master Ban is a master of the Mohist mechanism, and usually uses some strange materials. Before, he accidentally got a piece of wood of unknown species. The next shallow trace.

This time, Master Ban used it as a material for a wooden sword, and then with the help of Master Xu, a master swordsmith who has been immersed in swordsmithing for a lifetime, and supplemented by the most elementary mechanism skills, this sword was made.

Although the material is rather special, the wooden sword is a wooden sword after all, and Master Ban and Master Xu finished it in half a day.

Now, except for the scratches that would be left when the sword was struck by the iron sword, it was almost the same as a real sword in terms of weight and shape.

"Although a little mechanical skill was used, according to the old man Ban, it's just about wood processing and sword slots, so don't worry about being found out to be the handicraft of the Mohist." Bandit Zhi continued to introduce.

"Thank you." Yamamoto turned his wrist, and the tip of the wooden sword crossed the air, drawing a circle, and then put it back on the square table.

"It's not easy to hear you say thank you..." Robber Zhi said with a playful smile, "Can you say it a few more times?"

Yamamoto looked at Robo Zhi, decided to ignore him, turned back to the room, took out the sword blank, and threw it into Robo Zhi's hand.

"Yo..." Robber Zhi hurriedly caught it, and then tied the sword blank behind his back, "Then I won't bother you, let's take a step first!"

"Leader Bandit Zhi...be careful not to be discovered." Shisan nodded and said, "Say hello to the others for us."

"Then go and say hello when you come back." The voice came again, and the figure of Robber Zhi was no longer in the room.

On the other hand, Nan Jia looked at the place where Robber Zhi was standing just now, she didn't catch Robber Zhi's movement track at all just for a moment, she couldn't help but widen her eyes and exclaimed: "It's so fast..."

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At this time, Robber Zhi gently climbed over the wall of Xiaoshengxian Village, turned around, and avoided the sight of the outside observers with the help of the shadow of the trees. With a light touch on his feet, the tall and thin figure was already like a flash of lightning, and Xiao Shengxianzhuang opened a considerable distance.

Standing in the canopy of a tree, Robber Zhi turned his head and glanced at the direction of the other courtyard of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. His originally laughing expression had now become serious.

"You must come back safely..." Robber Zhi said softly.

Then he turned around and disappeared into the woods like a light bird.

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The next morning came quickly...

Zhang Han led the convoy of Yingmiwei and Qin Bing, and arrived at Xiaoshengxianzhuang early, just as agreed before.

Zhang Han got off his horse and walked on foot, preparing to go to the other courtyard of Xiaoshengxianzhuang. His steps were steady and capable. The general of the empire, like a cheetah with a clear goal, seemed to be heading straight for his prey.

But on the way Zhang Han went to the other courtyard, he met a person, which made him stop.

"General Zhang, don't come here without any problems." Zhang Liang stood in front of Zhang Han, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face, and said politely.

"Mr. Zhang." Zhang Han bowed his hands in return. Ordinary Confucian disciples can ignore it, but Zhang Han, the third head of the little sage village, can't ignore it. "I wonder if Master Shanliu and Miss Shan are ready?"

"Well..." Zhang Liang showed an innocent expression, "...Liang doesn't know too well, usually Liang doesn't go to other hospitals in the morning."

"Oh?" Zhang Han's eyes revealed a kind of scrutiny, "As far as I know, Mr. Zhang has a very good relationship with Master Shanliu. Don't you want to go to Master Shanliu to greet him in the morning?"

"Didn't General Zhang forget?" Zhang Liang said calmly, "Master Shanliu and Miss Shan are both women, how could Liang go there early in the morning? Even the three meals a day are given by the female disciples in the village. go."

"So that's the case, but I didn't think carefully about it." Zhang Han didn't seem to care about his mistake, looked at Zhang Liang and continued to ask, "Then can I go see Master Shanliu now?"

"General Zhang, please do as you please, as long as you knock on the door and tell the people inside, I think there will be no problem." Zhang Liang said.

"Thank you." Zhang Han cupped his hands in thanks, and then walked quickly towards the other courtyard.

And on the way he walked, those Confucian disciples who had come out of the room were standing in an inconspicuous place, watching Zhang Han's back, talking a lot.

Zhang Liang didn't look at Zhang Han's back. He turned his head and glanced at the impressive convoy outside the door, then raised his head slightly and closed his clear eyes, as if he was feeling something. Floating in the morning breeze, it looks elegant and elegant.

"Didn't you come...?" Zhang Liang whispered to himself, then opened his eyes.

He didn't leave, but just stood in the middle of the road with his hands behind his back, waiting for Zhang Han, Shan Ben and Shisan.

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When Zhang Han came to the other courtyard, he found that the door of the other courtyard was open, as if someone had come earlier than him.

However, because of the angle, Zhang Han couldn't see what was going on inside, so Zhang Han didn't stop on his feet, and when he got closer, he saw two figures standing inside the door.

Seeing the figures of those two people standing there respectfully, even Zhang Han couldn't help but stop. No matter how detailed and rigorous he had thought about before, he never expected to see the head of Confucianism and the second head of the Confucianism in such a respectful manner. Standing there with an attitude, it's like a younger generation seeing an elder.

Chapter 386 Chapter 292 Farewell, Master

It wasn't until after entering the gate of the other courtyard that Zhang Han saw that on the floor under the eaves, Master Shanliu was sitting there tasting tea with an old man.

The old man has white beard and hair, and a thin body. He looks refreshed and has a sense of immortality. Moreover, the old man is also wearing a loose Confucian uniform.

Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, Zhang Han knew this old man. This old man was the highest-ranking Confucian Master Xun, the uncle of Qilu Sanjie, and the mentor of Li Si, the prime minister of the empire.

If this person is here, then it is very reasonable for Fu Nian and Yan Lu to stand there respectfully - Master Xun has a very high status in Confucianism, and Confucianism especially pays attention to the order of seniority and youth.

Even the current head of Confucianism, Fu Nian, has to obediently bow to the younger generation when he meets Master Xun.

The only thing that surprised Zhang Han was that Master Shanliu and Master Xun were equals, and the relationship seemed to be quite good.

Zhang Han did collect some information about Confucianism recently, but Xun Fuzi himself lived reclusively, and the number of times Yamamoto and Xun Fuzi met was not high, so Zhang Han did not know the specific situation of Shan Ben and Xun Fuzi.

Faced with such a character, Zhang Han didn't want to put on the airs of an imperial general. After all, with the identity and status of this old man, he could not care about the face of the imperial prime minister, let alone Zhang Han, a general.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Han walked to Fu Nian and Yan Lu who were standing there. After saluting, he looked at Shan Ben and Master Xun and asked, "You two, this is...?"

"General Zhang..." Yan Lu saluted Zhang Han, and then replied, "Uncle Xun heard that Master Shanliu is leaving today, so he came here to see him off."

"I didn't expect Master Xun and Master Shanliu to have such a good relationship..." Zhang Han raised his eyebrows slightly, and subconsciously looked over there, but he didn't expect to meet Master Xun's gaze.

Although he is already an octogenarian, Master Xun's eyes are not cloudy like those of ordinary old people, but are extremely clear, yet profound and peaceful, as if he can see through people's hearts with a single glance.

Just one glance, Zhang Han couldn't help but see a little sweat on his forehead: what a powerful look...

No wonder the prime ministers of the empire—Li Si and the three masters of Qi and Lu—were like cautious children in front of him. It seemed that Master Xun's status was not entirely due to his seniority.