It's night!

The moon and stars are sparse.

Eight Young Master's Mansion.

After Ying Ziye came back, he sat alone in the study, thinking about what Donghuang Taiyi said about cooperation.

"Sir, let's have some food."

Lu Su said softly and brought a wooden plate, a portion of hot porridge and a portion of stewed chicken soup.

"Um!"

Ying Ziye smiled faintly, then thought deeply.

"Why did Emperor Taiyi of the East go to the ruins of Huoyu Villa?"

"He helped Hou Qing and others break the formation only on one side. What is the real reason..."

Regarding Donghuang Taiyi's behavior, Ying Ziye was really unsure.

But this time, with the help of the Yin Yang Family, it would be a good thing if the secret of the Blue Dragon could be solved.

Gain the power of the Azure Dragon!

Ying Ziye was already moved and willing to agree.

The eldest son's mansion.

The small stove warms the medicinal wine, and the aroma of the wine overflows.

Young Master Fusu, Zhang Liang, and Chunyu Yue were sitting around.

We shared the mutton and drank a few glasses of hot wine to dispel the chill.

"Hoo ho!"

Ye Ze, whose robes were stained with white snow, stepped into the room, took a few breaths, took a glass of hot wine handed over by Zhang Liang, and took a swig of it to dispel the chill.

"What's wrong?"

Young Master Fusu asked.

"Reply to the Young Master!"

Ye Zegong said: "My subordinates have contacted some of the remaining princes and nobles from the Six Kingdoms except Chu, but the answers they gave were ambiguous. They wavered between left and right and did not immediately take sides."

"In the opinion of my subordinates, they should want to see which side is stronger!"

How could the remaining princes and nobles from the Six Kingdoms be so easily persuaded? The name of Young Master Fusu could not scare them at all.

As for the name of benevolence and righteousness, that is a joke.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, rituals and music collapsed.

And benevolence and righteousness are just in name only.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a big fool, Song Xianggong, the king of the Song Dynasty.

At that time, Duke Xianggong of the Song Dynasty attacked the state of Zheng and fought with the Chu soldiers who rescued Zheng in Hongshui.

The Chu army was strong, but Song Xianggong was very benevolent and wanted to wait for the Chu army to cross the river and line up before fighting again. As a result, he was defeated and injured, and he died of his injuries the next year.

Stupid pig-like benevolence and morality!

Benevolence, righteousness, morality, and kindness are taught to the bottom class and to others, to restrain people's evil and stabilize the world.

As for the rulers, they only need to strengthen the country and maintain stability.

Young Master Fusu was obviously a bit self-righteous. After hearing this, he pondered for a moment and said, "In that case, I will use my eighth brother's evil name to suppress all forces and gain benefits from it."

"Young master is wise!"

Chunyu Yue agreed with a smile.

Zhang Liang also nodded slightly and agreed.

Because no matter how you look at it, they are not at a loss.

Anyway, it was Ying Ziye who helped, all they needed to do was talk.

at the same time.

Langya County.

Langya Mountain!

The temporary gathering place of the Mo family.

Jing Tianming has gradually gained a bit of edge, and his character has become obviously more stable.

Moreover, he was also assisted by Gai Nie, Gao Jianli and others, who taught him how to handle some major events and prepare for the conference.

"I will definitely bring peace back to the world. After the Qin Dynasty is destroyed, I will practice swordsmanship with my uncle every day. I can also roast pheasants and drink wine with Shao Yu, travel around the world, and ask the gods..."

"Hehehe, so happy!"

Jing Tianming discussed with various knights and disciples from hundreds of schools about world affairs and handled matters.

But in my heart, I was thinking without doing my job.

As for the world, fighting for power and profit, and destroying the Qin Dynasty, who will be the common master of the world?

He was not interested in this and did not want to get involved.

"Ahem, I think we should win over farmers and Confucians!"

Jing Tianming said solemnly: "Farmers have a rare reputation among the poor people, and many poor people have their hearts set on farmers."

"Confucianism represents the gentry and landlords in Qi and Lu. Although the Confucian family has perished and the reputation of Confucianism in Lu has been greatly reduced, it still has some foundation."

"At the same time, we should rest and recuperate, wait for the opportunity, seize the time to train the army, and wait for the moment when the whole world rebels and the remaining forces of the six countries emerge together, then we take action!"

"In this way, we can avoid the loss of Mo family's strength, and we can also give Da Qin a fatal blow at the most appropriate opportunity..."

But after saying this, everyone looked strange.

"What's wrong? Isn't what Ben Jizi said wrong?"

Jing Tianming pretended to be a big shot and asked coldly.

"Tianming!"

However, Gai Nie shook his head and spoke, "The peasant family has surrendered to Da Qin and the Eighth Young Master!"

"Ah, this?"

Jing Tianming suddenly felt embarrassed, and said calmly: "Ahem, didn't I say something wrong on purpose, to give you a chance to show yourself!"

No one cared, after all, the plan proposed by Jing Tianming before was feasible.

The layout plan was discussed.

Exhausted physically and mentally, Jing Tianming, Gao Nie and Gao Jianli left the meeting hall.

"Oh, it's really not easy for the Mohists!"

"Every day I have to meet, do things, rack my brains..."

Jing Tianming couldn't help but sigh and complain.

"Tianming, swordsman, must learn to overcome difficulties and distracting thoughts in your mind!"

Gai Nie said calmly.

Gao Jianli looked at Jing Tianming's young face, but he thought of Jing Ke.

"Brother, now your son is promising. He has become the master of the Mo family, has obtained non-attack, and his martial arts talent seems to be better than yours!"

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"But, I just want to restore peace to the world, complete the Qinglong Project, and let Master Ban create more powerful machine beasts to play with."

Jing Tianming looked excited and said, "I just hope time can go faster."

The next day.

Xianyang City.

Eighth Young Master's Mansion!

Ying Ziye invited Zhao Tuo, the Dragon Marquis of the South China Sea, to sit opposite him in the courtyard.

There are rugged rocks, small bridges and frozen rivers.

The pine, cypress and bamboo forest swayed and rustled.

Ying Ziye waved his sleeves and robe, and the black man fell down.

Tianyuan!

People who play this position are either beginners and stupid people or extremely masters.

"Oh!"
To be continued...