The sound of footsteps in a hurry, outside the Qin Palace, the old man with white hair smashed the door. After a while, someone came to open the door and welcomed him in. At the end of the spring of the 16th year of the Apocalypse, the weather gradually began to heat up.

Qu Hanxiu still wears complete clothes, thick and solemn and meticulous.

He solemnly asked, "Where is Your Highness, the King of Qin?"

The visitor replied, "Your Highness is out and he is taking off the eagle."

Qu Hanxiu's cheeks were thrusting. His Highness, the King of Qin, had already started since the beginning of the year and had been here every now and then. He had only been more than a month away from his birthday, that is, the ceremony of the crown, and he was still riding horses and eagles everywhere.

Walking! Walking!

Qu Hanxiu returned angrily, quoting from many quotes, citing the ancient wise kings and saints. Once he did not control his desires and allowed his desires to control his brain, he would do all kinds of wrong things. Even a gentleman of a saint would become a shameless villain.

In the past, the founding kings of the country were indulging in lust and causing disasters; the wise and heroic people of the world must not be ignored because of their defeat and their reputation.

The stubborn old man wrote a thick back and handed it over.

Then he came back angrily.

Just like the strategy of military strategy, Li Guan started preparing a few months in advance. These people from the Ministry of Rites, famous scholars and scholars, were well-read in poetry and books.

But I didn't know that the soldiers were completely used to Li Guanyi's frequent absence.

Yan Daiqing sorted out this thick warning and sighed.

Use a pot of good wine as hook bait to catch Feng Xiao, one of the nine sons of the Academy, to hook.

"Anyway, you will reply to your lord."

Feng Xiao nodded repeatedly, and he held the wine pot and drank a good wine, exclaiming: "It's actually a new wine brewed, hahaha, it's so wonderful, so wonderful! Good wine, so good wine."

Yan Dai cleared his throat and said, "Everyone likes aged wine, but you can get rid of it. Is a pot of new wine enough?"

Feng Xiao laughed loudly: "That's a common man."

"People drink wine just drink wine. I drink wine, but what I drink is the flavor of the world. Within the king's territory, there is wine brewed with new rice, which means that the people also have surplus grain this year, which can be used to make wine."

"There is such a peaceful wind and the beauty of the world that is intoxicating!"

"Good wine, good wine!"

"I wish I would never wake up again when I am drunk in this world."

Feng Xiao is now a young man with a long and beautiful body, not the drunk young man that day. At this moment, he is drinking with a wine pot in one hand, holding a pen in his left hand, and writing on the white paper, which is exactly the same as the handwriting of the King of Qin.

Only the fierce aura of the great master is missing.

Drink a pot of wine and write a reply file.

Yan Daiqing went to see it, his words were well-informed and there was no need to modify it in a word.

Feng Xiao waved his hand and walked away lazily. He was a talented person in Tiance Mansion to offer wine, but they were naturally all kinds of preparations, which could make outsiders not notice the King of Qin's departure within two months.

As for two months, it won't be their control.

At that time, things would be done. If they were not done, there would be no need to hide them anymore. Many things were ready. The King of Qin had already entered the game with his own strength. The spirit of a heroic hero in the world was much higher than that of an ordinary hero in the world.

Yan Daiqing, Fang Ziqiao and others handled the internal affairs.

This gentle young man looked at the geometric map and looked at the location of Xiyi City, which was specially outlined with cinnabar. Now the whole world, the most intense conflicts and conflicts on the surface, is also the focus of everyone.

A storm node is now in a very dangerous stability.

I know that once it breaks out, it will definitely turn into a storm that swept the whole world.

But I don't know when it will break out.

Of course, it is also possible that it will not break out at all. With the cooperation and choice of the strategists from all sides, the conflict in Xiyi City is also very likely, and there will even be 98% of the possibilities, which will slowly subside with the exchange of time and the cutting of interests.

Finally, it became a judgment from the peaceful world in history.

In history, there are many hidden contradictions in the so-called peaceful days, which are resolved in this way.

But this time it's different.

The King of Qin needs Xiyi City to become the beginning of all changes. As the first sword to reverse the current situation, the Xiyi City Incident is the fallen sword of the emperor. As for where, the exchange of interests of all parties and negotiations with each other have been calmed down again and again as in history.

That is possible, it is possible.

However, the premise is that no other variables are involved.

Yan Daiqing looked calm and looked down. He looked at him. There was no young scholar beside him with a simple face and a gentle expression.

There was no longer the purple-eyed counselor who was so energetic and arrogant that he was only proud of me in the Tiance Mansion.

Tiance Mansion, with only one stroke of pen, Wen Qingyu.

The King of Qin was betrayed the leader and defeated the army.

These two top strategists who were extremely active during the seven years of the Tiance Prefecture and the Qilin Army conquering the world. After the disappearance of the Qin King,

He also left Tseng's Mansion silently.

Then, the changes in Xiyi City can almost be concluded.

Yan Daiqing exhaled and said, "You guys, the two strategists who are qualified to focus on the general trend are all with you. I hope you can have a good time."

I thought that someone else was going to be subjected to Wen Qingyu.

The gentle Yan Daiqing couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

He stood in the corridor, his hands wrapped in his wide sleeves, his eyes gently looking at the spring scenery of Jiangnan in the world, his mouth slightly curled up, and he said softly, "Have fun."

Immediately, I walked lightly and slowly returned to the office.

Wenhe is not in the mansion today.

Cool!

Murong Qiushui sighed and said, "I left again. I have only been back for less than half a year and I have left again. It's really———."

Murong Longtu is practicing swordsmanship.

Although the old man lived for the first three years, he only lived a daily life and could not use force easily. On weekdays, he was just fishing, playing chess, playing piano, saying that he was cultivating his character and living a life he had never had in the past.

However, after he successfully practiced the Life-Sustaining Gu a year ago, he never touched any piano when he came back. He just held the sword calmly. Even a great master of swordsmanship like him only practiced sword skills.

Spend freely.

Such a day is the most suitable day for him to hold swords and discuss martial arts every day, and to have a free time to savor tea and talk about the Tao. He never opens his eyes to see the kings and princes. In the days when the world is free and easy, he is just relatives.

There is a sword in your hand, friends in battle, and enemies in comparison, which is very refreshing. This year is much more enjoyable than the past three years.

Hearing Murong Qiushui's gentle complaint, he just smiled: "Seeing one has his own path to go, and as he said,

Only when the world is pacified can there be a peaceful life with long-term companionship."

"Be prepared for danger in times of peace."

"If you are in a stable position, even if you have more than ten or twenty years of stable life, over time, you will eventually fall into the hands of people.

Murong Qiushui supported her chin and raised her hand to pick up the chess piece.

When you are free to beat the chess piece, the spring flowers fall.

Jian Kuang Murong Longtu, touching the sword with his hand, pinched the tip of the sword, knocked his fingers, and listened to the sword's whisper: "That boy, but I asked me to stay in Jiangnan Jian Kuang and Xue Shen General to guard the Jiangnan area.

One has the supreme fighting spirit, and the other has the means of placing troops and exploring strategies, and cooperating with city defense. Even if Jiang Su comes back, she can support her a little. It is a strategy of steady progress.

Murong Longtu raised the sword and looked at his own eyes on the sword.

Nowadays, every day is a sword that exceeds the limit of life, and every day is a calm move forward after the end of life. Therefore, he felt that there was an indescribable feeling of joy. His life has ended, and there was no worries about the rest of his life.

Just wave the sword.

When Jian Kuang Tiansheng was about to end, the Taoist sect, the martial arts legend who was escaping from the world, came to Jiangnan to pay tribute, but saw the swordsman Murong Longtu, who could wield his sword freely, and could fight against the ancient red dragon. The Taoist sect was shocked.

General Xue Shen's eyes were sharp and saw that the eyebrows of Dao Sect raised up at that moment.

Daozong knew why Jian Kuang broke his obsession and was silent for a long time. Because he used the [Huangji Jingshi Book] to predict that the old man had already broken the sword soldiers at this moment, but seeing that Jian Kuang was like this, he was clearly in a certain way, and had passed the limit of his life.

So Daozong asked Murong Longtu and discussed the story with Murong Longtu.

But Murong Longtu seemed to be no longer the sword maniac who was obsessed with swords, nor the sword god who held the sword because of hatred, practiced killing, realized the ruthless swordsmanship, and formed the legend of martial arts. Later, he was forgot about love and invited to fight the world, and forgot about the world.

Murong Longtu told Daozong that he said.

He no longer obsessed with swordsmen.

It is naturally true that there is a sword in your hand.

"It is a pleasure to have an earth-shaking war; but it is also a pleasure to live a happy life with your loved ones."

"What's the difference between both?"

The White-haired Dao Sect looked at the Murong Longtu in front of him. Even he could not see the fate of the Murong Longtu in front of him. The sword-crazy Tianshou had ended, and now every day, it was considered a death to break.

The sword maniac may also be able to live for three or five years with the life-suspending Gu of the Witchcraft lineage.

It may be possible to practice until the limit of the life-sustaining Gu for seven years.

Maybe it will pass tomorrow.

But he couldn't see through it.
To be continued...