?The wind in late autumn swept across the earth, and the Qin Emperor ordered the tiger talisman of the world to be escorted by the most elite heavy armored cavalry, the Golden Fire Cavalry, and transported to all parts of the world.

This year, on the straight and regular road in Guanzhong, the most common people next to the road were the Great Qin knights wearing iron armor and carrying the Black Dragon Cloud Banner constantly shuttled, traveling from north to south, east and west.

The people of Guanzhong remember that the last time the imperial army was in such a state, it was when they attacked Chu.

The Qin army, this war beast with the most strict military system in the world, started to move with the order of Emperor Qin.

The materials from various counties of the Neishi, Sanchuan, Yingchuan, Shangdang, Dongjun and Nanjun Empire were all taken away and transferred, and were escorted by Qin troops everywhere, and transported to Chu and Baiyue Front.

Under the momentum of this sky, I don’t know how many people with ulterior motives have disturbed them. Many people from various schools of thought, the rest of the six countries, and the huge amount of supplies coveted.

On Mianmianshan Road, a team of Qin troops were escorting several trucks of food, grass and soldiers.

On both sides of the mountain road, in the lush dense forest, the Zhu family took Shennongtang's men and horses to observe the scene, as if thinking.

"Here you come."

The Zhu family murmured softly, and Liu Ji and Situ Wanli came from the depths of the dense forest and saw the Zhu family, and they bowed one after another.

"Master!"

The Zhu family nodded slightly. Among the farmers, there were only the owners of Siyue Hall and Shennong Hall who were not from the surname Tian. Naturally, these two halls were innately approaching.

In fact, since the old master of Kuiwei Hall was killed by Luowang in the battle of Duanshiya and Tian Mi succeeded as the new master of Kuiwei Hall, Shennong Hall and Siyue Hall have established a secret alliance.

"Master, I wonder what I'm going to call me to come?" Liu Ji asked.

"In the midst of trouble, we can't stay out of trouble." Zhu's face turned from joy to sorrow, and said.

"The empire's attack on Baiyue has become a foregone conclusion, why bother to worry about it?" Situ Wanli advised.

Wherever the imperial army arrives, it will definitely have a certain impact on the sphere of influence of the peasants.

"It's not this that worries me, but this." The Zhu family took out something from their hands, but it made Liu Ji and Situ Wanli look at each other.

"Shennong Ling? Since Xianxiakui retired, hasn't this Shennong Ling been kept by Tian Mi? Why has it appeared here now?" Liu Ji said in surprise.

"No, no!" Zhu family shook their heads, "This piece is not the one in Tian Mi's hand. And it is exactly what makes me worry about."

"What does the master mean?" Situ Wanli frowned. In fact, he had guessed the answer. The farmer's hero was not determined, and there was only one person who could take out another Shennong Order at this time.

Tian Guang!

"What did Xiakui write on it?" Liu Ji asked directly.

"In the near future, a Qin army will enter here, and our mission is to assassinate the commander of this Qin army."

"The commander who assassinated the Qin army?"

The peasant family is now under the command of Fusu, the eldest son of the eldest son of the peasant family, who is already a member of the empire in the eyes of outsiders. Why did Xia Kui issue such a strange order? Liu Ji murmured so softly in his heart.

Qi land, East China Sea, Little Saints and Sages.

"Isn't it a saying to learn and practice it from time to time? Isn't it a pleasure to have friends coming from afar? People don't know and don't be angry, aren't they a gentleman?"

The sound of reading aloud resounded, and Zhang Liang called out a Confucian robe, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, teaching his disciples about his knowledge. In the quiet room, many Confucian disciples shook their heads and followed Zhang Liang, reading "Learning" one by one.

Zhang Liang, a certain saint who is in power in the future, is now just a teacher. A person's appearance can determine too much. This man with a very beautiful color, no less than a beautiful woman, is actually very despised from another perspective.

No soldier would recognize a commander like a woman, and no subordinate would recognize a king like a woman. Therefore, although Zhang Liang was extremely wise, he had the burden of a woman's appearance and was stopped by a strategist for life. Originally, Zhang Liang was a nobleman of South Korea and the grandson of Zhang Kaidi, with this identity, if South Korea had not yet perished, he could easily raise a group of people.

Unfortunately, South Korea has been destroyed. South Korea is not like the other six Kanto countries. For Qin, South Korea's position is too important and guards the important places where the Qin army goes east. Therefore, the suppression of Korean exiled nobles and local soldiers is even greater than that of the other five countries. Qin even garrisons in the old land of South Korea.

Zhang Liang's identity advantage has disappeared. The world is so great that he can only live in the small Confucian sage village, quietly lying dormant.

Zhang Liang had a high status in Confucianism, only under Xunzi, Fu Nian and Yan Lu.

But that's it. When Zhang Liangchu entered the Little Saint Sage Village, the students in the quiet room were also naughty.

However, as time went by, after these Confucian disciples realized Zhang Liang's black-hearted nature under his gentle and elegant appearance, no one dared to do anything more than a student's due in Zhang Liang's class.

Magnetic buckle.

The door of the quiet room was pushed open. Outside the door, a Confucian disciple stood up, bowed slightly, and said, "Three Masters, the head of the sect calls you to come, and a guest will arrive."

"I understand." Zhang Liang nodded and ordered to the disciples in the quiet room: "Read this article "Study" carefully. When I come back, I will get a better test."

"Yes, the third master."

The Little Saint-Sage Village is a place of cultural heritage. The corridor is back and the eaves are high. During Zhang Liang's wandering, the shadows of pine and bamboo can be seen everywhere, and the fragrance of plants and trees can be smelled everywhere.

"Where is the senior brother?"

Zhang Liang asked the disciple who led the way ahead.

"Concierge."

Zhang Liang was shocked. Who could make the eldest brother treat him so seriously?

When Zhang Liang walked through the heavy corridors and came to the Concierge Pavilion, inside, Fu Nian Yan Lu, the head of Confucianism, had already made it into it, and there was a man in regular clothes sitting upright on the lower head of Fu Nian, opposite Yan Lu.

Zhang Liang's arrival interrupted the conversation between the three of them. He saluted Fu Nian and Yan Lu, and sat down at Yan Lu's lower head.

"This is my junior brother, Zhang Liang."

"This is Chen Ping, the envoy of His Highness the Crown Prince of Great Qin."

Fu Nian introduced to the two of them.

Prince Qin! Zhang Liang was surprised, but his face was not revealed. He bowed his head and said.

"Good luck!"

"I have always heard of the reputation of the third Confucian leader. Today, I found that it is indeed worthy of it." Chen Ping said.

In another era, both of them were counselors under the seat of Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of Han. The King of Han performed by Zhang Liang, and Chen Ping made up for the rest of the palace. The two were both very intelligent and beautiful, and they were better than women, and they had too many similarities. However, Zhang Liang's actions were mostly open and close. However, Chen Ping's plans were often in a treacherous and strange direction.

This pair of best food stalls now meets in such an accidental scene.

"Don't dare, a despicable person has any reputation?"

Since Zhang Liang saw Chen Ping, he was deeply alert to the man in front of him.

"The grandson of the Korean prime minister Zhang Kaidi, one of the founders of the Liusha organization that ran rampant around the world, a friend of the Legalist Han Fei, a close friend of the ancestral family of Weizhuang, and the third leader of Confucianism. Isn't these identities enough to attract attention?"

Chen Ping's careless words made Zhang Liang sweat behind him. The other party even knew that he was the founder of Quicksand. It seemed that the visitor was not good.

When Zhang Liang thought that Chen Ping would continue to attack, the other party quietly moved his head, crossed Zhang Liang's gaze and looked at Fu Nian.

"The empire's attack on Baiyue has been put on the agenda, and I believe the leader Fu Nian has noticed it. Recently, the large counties with production in various parts of the empire have been transferred a lot of supplies. The empire is determined to win Baiyue, and I wonder what the leader Fu Nian wants?"

"The envoy of the superiors has already understood the intention of the subordinates. However, when the empire conquered Baiyue, my Confucianism was mostly a scholar, so how can we serve?"

"The hero violates the ban with martial arts, while the Confucians violate the law with literary literature."

"The emperor is careful of his words." Fu Nian said in a slight anger. Confucianism is different from Mohism and has obeyed the empire. At least, in name, it is like this. So Chen Ping's words, in Fu Nian's opinion, are somewhat unpredictable.

"Hahaha!" Chen Ping chuckled, as if he did not notice the embarrassment of the scene. "The head of the sect misunderstood. The one who really talked about this sentence was not the one who said it, but someone else."

"Who is it?"

"Your Majesty the First Emperor!"

If the scene just now is a bit awkward, it is completely unpredictable now. Chen Ping's words were unexpected, but reasonable.

Sure enough! Is Qin Emperor still worried about Confucianism after all? Fu Nian sighed slightly in his heart.

"What does the envoy mean when he said this?"

This slightly questioning statement was spoken by Yan Lu, who had been silent from the beginning.

"The imperial ban on the army order is only over a year. What did the Mohist school, which once dominated the world and could even affect the state of the vassal state, become? You should see it. What I want to say below is that there is no one in this world, and a force can violate the will of the empire. And you know what the Confucianism is like."

Chen Ping paused when he said this. Among the three people present, except Zhang Liang, they all fell into deep thought.

"Just fifteen days ago, Zhou Ke, a great scholar in Nanyang, had a conflict with more than 50 local scholars and jointly wrote a letter to His Majesty the First Emperor, demanding the abolition of the new policy and the return of the Zhou rituals. Fortunately, this matter was suppressed by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If Zhou Ke's petition was seen by His Majesty the First Emperor, what consequences would be? I don't need to say more!"

Chen Ping smiled on his charming face, "Your Highness the Crown Prince's intention to protect Confucianism and the little sage village is beyond words. Can you really not see it?"

"In the next generation of Confucianism, thank you for the prince." Fu Nian bowed his head and said. No matter what, Fu Nian is the leader of Confucianism, he should have the attitude he should have.

"The head of Fu Nian should know that in Xianyang, most of the ministers in the dynasty are Legalists. They manage the family and govern the country and pacify the world. If Confucians want to realize this ideal, they can only achieve this goal by hiding His Highness the Crown Prince. And if they want His Majesty the First Emperor to rest assured, they will be even more so."

Chen Ping finally expressed his purpose for this trip and persuaded Ying Ziyi to convince Confucianism.

"This matter is very important. Can the three of you allow me to consider it?" Fu Nian said.

"It's okay." Chen Ping said generously at this time. "Your Highness the Crown Prince never forcees others to do anything. No matter how Confucianism chooses in the end, your prince is willing to respect the choice of Fu Nian. But at this moment, Your Prince has another thing, which may require the help of Confucianism."

"Please give me instructions."

"His prince will personally lead an army to attack Baiyue. At that time, Baiyue will surrender, and the children of Confucianism will be needed to return to the king."

Chen Ping stood up and said goodbye to leave. However, the three people in the Concierge Pavilion had a wave in their hearts. The information in Chen Ping's words was too amazing. Prince Qin actually wanted to lead an army in person to attack Baiyue. Why was he so sure that he could finally conquer Baiyue?

Judging from the intention of Prince Qin, after conquering Baiyue, he not only did not prepare the Legal regulations locally, but instead implemented Confucian ritual rule.

"Who is this Chen Ping?" Zhang Liang's cold voice sounded, and he was the first among the three to calm down.

"The breath is stable and long, and the behavior is all in total. His cultivation should not be below me. Judging from what he said, he has the foundation of a master of a master. Before you come, I talked to him and found that he is knowledgeable and has extensive knowledge of military, farmer, and even Yin and Yang family. He is all the best in the teachings of hundreds of schools. This is very similar to Zifang. Unexpectedly, there are such people under the command of Prince Qin." Fu Nian stroked his goatee beard and sighed.

"The senior brother of the sect is moved by Chen Ping's proposal." Zhang Liang asked.

Fu Nian glanced at Zhang Liang and said with deep meaning: "There is no way to good or bad, but only people call me. The reason why I closed the village is to avoid disaster. However, Chen Ping's words today make us understand that this disaster may not be avoided. Do you know that Zifang?"
To be continued...