He took a small pebble from his feet, flicked it, and it fell into the darkness beside him, where... there was sudden silence.
The sound of birds, animals and insects is not heard, and the whole courtyard can enjoy peace!
Practice!
In Hu Hai's view, it is not necessary to achieve great things.
No matter how strong the cultivators from the hundreds of schools are, what can they do?
What can we do in the face of Qin's cavalry army?
There are so many cultivators in hundreds of schools of thought. Facing Qin's cavalry, the battle in Lanling City still resulted in many casualties. If it weren't for Young Master Tianming's efforts, all the practitioners in Lanling City would have been massacred.
Even if you are a cultivator at the profound entrance level!
For example, the great master Lu Zhenlang of the Mo family was also beheaded!
The other hundred martial arts masters at the entrance hall had no choice but to retreat. This was a precedent. Zhao Gao wanted to break into the entrance hall level, but Hu Hai really didn't think so.
However, breaking into the entrance is better than not breaking through at all. At least the practitioners of the entrance can have their lives safely preserved when facing a powerful enemy.
What’s the big enemy?
According to what Zhao Gao said, for today's Qin State, and for today's Luowang, the biggest enemy is never outside, but within.
Wu Zhenhou?
Hu Hai felt that the answer was not difficult to guess.
But Zhao Gaoqi said that Marquis Wu Zhen would not stay in Xianyang for a long time. Even so, there was no need to force him too much.
"Wu Zhenhou!"
"yes!"
"No."
"If you want to plan big things, you can see the roads in Guigu at a glance. Everything must be done first. The Tianshu is established. No matter whether you are advancing or retreating, you will be safe and sound."
"Wu Zhenhou is really a strange person. I have always been unable to see through him. He may become an obstacle."
"The same is true for other people, such as the top masters of various schools of thought."
"Martial Arts! It can play a big role at certain times!"
Zhao Gao chuckled, the sound mixed with a different kind of coldness and gentleness. He raised his hand and a bright yellow flame flowed out from the palace lantern.
It turns into a stream of light, rising and falling on the palm of your hand.
The cold air suppressed the fire, and the bright yellow flames turned into white flames. The vitality of the heaven and earth that had not dissipated around them was chaotic, cold and hot alternated, and white mist suddenly appeared.
Even so, the flames still burned brightly and did not dissipate.
"Black and white Xuanjian?"
Hu Hai mentioned another person. This person was also caught in the trap, but he never obeyed his orders. One of the main reasons was that he had broken into the entrance a long time ago.
Under normal circumstances, you don't need to pay attention to the task of snares, unless it comes from the king's order to kill people from hundreds of families.
"You don't need to know too much about those things."
"What you have to do is more important."
Zhao Gao shook his hand, and the forest-white flame suddenly disappeared.
For many things, it is always good to prepare in advance.
"It seems...you also have fear."
Hu Hai didn't say much anymore. Thinking of all the talk just now, he said with a casual smile.
Over the past few years, I have learned a lot about Zhao Gao's affairs. I thought he was not afraid of anything, but now... that's not necessarily the case.
Is there any fear?
is a good thing.
That means he also has weaknesses.
"Fear!"
"Yes, I also have fears. I am stronger than your father, and I also have fears. Even an extraordinary person like Wu Zhenhou still has heart palpitations when he thinks about it."
"Having fear is actually a good thing."
"It will make us act more carefully and make us more cautious."
Zhao Gao walked from the courtyard into the main hall.
Later, Hu Hai heard Zhao Gao's voice and gained a little bit. He seemed to understand a little, but he didn't seem to understand clearly. But... one thing is certain, that is, Zhao Gao and himself have the same goal at this stage.
Just this is enough.
******
"Ruan Wengzhong and others went to Longxi, you should know."
When he was on duty, he was escorted by a team of carriages and horses from Xianyang Palace and returned to the mansion.
Before returning to Xianyang, Zong Qiong had been ordered to tidy up the mansion in advance. Therefore, when he stepped into the mansion, everything was not deserted or dirty.
It's even smoother when crossing Nan County.
In the side hall, Zhou Qing took the wet silk towel from Yun Shu's hand, wiped his palms, took the tea, took a few sips, stretched out his arms, and Xue'er wore loose clothes to wait on him.
Thinking of something, he looked at Yan Lingji, who was sitting behind the case with great interest, writing something.
She should know this, but she didn't tell herself.
"Young master, you don't need to worry about these little things."
"Ruan Wengzhong and the others are now able to take charge of their own affairs. They need to walk the next road on their own, unless they are in danger of death or annihilation."
In the middle of summer, she was shrouded in a thin veil of red flames, and her long, silky cloud-like hair was scattered freely, falling down on her neck where the crystal light shimmered.
After kneeling down at the desk, she drew lines with her pen and loomed over the city. After hearing the young master's words, Yan Lingji raised her head, a smile appeared in her bright eyes, and she smiled.
Of course, that incident came to Nanjun.
But he was kept by himself.
There is no need for the young master to know, not to mention that it was written to him by Ruan Wengzhong.
I have been protecting them for a long time. After all, I cannot protect them forever. Blindly protecting them is not a good thing for them.
"You've made a lot of progress."
“Deserves commendation.”
Zhou Qing smiled, her words fell, and following the strength of Xue'er's palm, she raised her calves, took off her boots, and put on light corks.
"Where's Xiao Meng?"
"Well, with Zong Qiong?"
"Chat and talk about Taoism?"
In the side hall, except for the girl Xiao Meng, Xue'er and the others were all present. Zhou Qing was strangely aware of the familiar aura as his spiritual sense spread.
In another courtyard not far away, Xiao Meng and Zong Qiong faced each other, their bodies shining brightly, and they kept saying something.
"Sir, would you like some snacks and drinks?"
When Master Guan finished changing his clothes, Yun Shu stood beside him and spoke slowly.
With Zong Qiong tidying up the mansion in advance, their work in the mansion went very smoothly and basically everything went smoothly.
"Go and prepare some."
Zhou Qing nodded.
"Haha, Xue'er is the most comfortable in this season."
As he said that, he raised his hand to take a look, and saw that Xueer, who was wearing a light cloud brocade gauze dress, was in his arms. She was born with a body with yin veins. Although she has a wonderful understanding of yin and yang, it is still due to her physical constitution.
Holding it in his arms, it was like a piece of soft jade, blowing towards his face, with a delicate and fragrant fragrance, making Zhou Qing feel happy.
"grown ups!"
Feeling the sudden movement of the adults, Xueer whispered coquettishly, buried her head in her arms, her black hair was messy, and she didn't say much.
"snort!"
Yan Lingji, who was sketching the lines of the city, glanced at her. Xue'er, a girl, now knows how to be a charming young master, and she is no longer as cool and quiet as she was back then.
"What to draw?"
"After staying with me for so long and studying for so long, your paintings... are quite unique."
"Which city is this?"
Holding Xue'er in her arms, she sat quietly on the side of the wooden table in front of Yan Lingji. When she saw Yan Lingji's movements at the moment, she was immediately curious. Then she took a closer look and asked quietly.
A huge piece of white paper is spread on the wooden table, which is specially used for calligraphy and painting.
At this moment, there is an impressive city above. It is indeed a city. Zhou Qing can still see this.
But this city is...a bit strange.
Let's talk realistically.
The overall structure is very wild and rough.
Let's talk about freehand brushwork.
The details of the partial city are obvious.
The vast city walls surrounding the city, as well as the streets inside the city, and the little people who must be coming and going, are very interesting.
In terms of layout... Zhou Qing shook his head.
On the thickness of the lines... Zhou Qing shook his head.
Where the paper was written... Zhou Qing shook his head.
…
"This is... Xianyang!"
Yan Lingji didn't answer, but she picked up a pen and wrote two big characters on the wall of the city.
"Where did you learn how to draw?"
"Xue'er, do you think this is Xianyang?"
Zhou Qing can be sure that he has never taught Yan Lingji such a painting method, absolutely not.
The word Xianyang is written on the city.
It is completely different from the grand scene in Xianyang.
He glanced at Xue'er in his arms and said helplessly.
"Sir, didn't Sister Yanling just start painting?"
Xue'er's silver hair was fluttering, her beautiful eyes fell on Sister Yan Ling's painting, she took a closer look and smiled sweetly.
"It's not bad to have this interest..."
"At least it still has great potential."
"Qianhong, are they all sent by Tianshui Chamber of Commerce?"
Well, facing Yan Lingji's rather dissatisfied look at this moment, Zhou Qing felt that he could still give some encouragement. After all, it is not easy to have a hobby.
Immediately, he ignored Yan Lingji's continued painting and turned his gaze to the direction of Qian Hong and Nong Yu on the other side.
The two of them were sorting through a small pile of confidential documents.
If the things in Nanjun and other four counties are not shown, naturally they cannot be the common things in Nanjun.
It can only be the common things from Tianshui Chamber of Commerce, Tiantianju and Shuge.
In the past...those secret letters and documents were sent to Xianyang and Nanjun, but now they are all sent to Xianyang.
Due to his own fiefdom in Tianshui, Longxi, and some other secret information, it is not too much to say too much or too little to say too little.
"Sir, they sent this before the stick of incense."
"I'm sorting out my responses."
Qian Hong wrote and read a secret letter in her hand.
In fact, compared to the documents of the four counties, the matters in these documents are not big, and most of them concern some tedious matters, such as: the number of profits, the number of losses, anecdotes and strange things...
Nong Yu stood by and stamped the documents that Bai Qianhong had compiled and replied on the fire clay, preparing to send them out tomorrow.
"Anything interesting?"
"What is the current situation in the two counties in Hexi and even in the Western Regions?"
With a little finger, two soft pillows in the distance came closer. Zhou Qing put his hands behind his head and lay on them. The important things here in Xianyang have not yet been left behind.
I can also relax myself.
"In the two counties of Hexi, General Li Xin led tens of thousands of soldiers to patrol and guard. Naturally, there will be no serious problems. The Huns from the Northern Hu are devouring the Eastern Hu."
"There should be no obstruction at this moment. In one or two years, Beihu will be under the control of the Xiongnu. At that time, Li Xin, Meng Tian and others will not be free."
"As in the past, among the countries in the Western Regions, small countries with citizens ranging from thousands to tens of thousands are constantly fighting and conflicting. Jingjue, Tochar, Loulan, Gumo, and Qiuci are slightly stronger."
"If we continue to develop along the two counties of Hexi in the future, those small countries in the Western Region will not be a threat."
Wearing a light red swirly gauze skirt and slender fingers tied with ribbons, her hair was in a bun, and her face was lightly made up. After hearing the young master's words, she put down the letter in her hand and responded.
No big deal.
"The cultural splendor of the countries in the Western Regions is still somewhat interesting."
"But it doesn't have much effect."
"There are no traces of Taoism."
Playing with the warm and cool jade in his arms, Zhou Qing said casually.
The reason why the countries in the Western Regions are now safe and sound is because there is a wide desert between them by the river, and there are few resources in those places.
The army is pressing down on the territory, and the gains outweigh the losses.
Everything must be calculated based on interests.
What resources can a small country with only a few thousand or tens of thousands of citizens have?
"If the Northern Hu is not eliminated, it will be difficult to enter the Western Regions."
Nongyu smiled slightly, Da Qin had no interest in the countries in the Western Regions now, but the Xiongnu was quite interested. In the early years, they had contact with Wusun and Yueshi.
Later, the Yuezhi were defeated, and only Wusun remained on the endless desert road.
To the north of Wusun is a vast grassland, and the Xiongnu troops can arrive at any time, but the Qin army does not have many troops in the two counties of Hexi.
"Master!"
While talking, Yun Shu had already led two graceful maids into the side hall, and placed the newly baked snacks and the precious wine sent from Xianyang Palace today on the table.
"whee."
Seeing this, Xueer broke away from the young master's arms, straightened her clothes slightly, and faced the wooden case with her hands, an invisible frosty feeling blooming.
"Um?"
"Sir, according to what people in the Chamber of Commerce have observed, a group of nearly thirty people from Futu openly appeared in the two counties of Hexi, crossed the river, and headed south to the Weishui River. The destination should be Xianyang."
"The people of Futu... really want to open the door to Xianyang in order to spread the word to all the Xia."
Bai Qianhong took another secret letter document, opened it and looked at it, her eyebrows moved slightly, and then she smiled slowly, the man from Futu finally had a good brain.
If I had known this, I don't think I would have succeeded.
Now, it's very, very difficult.
"The people of Pagoda!"
"Even if I don't intervene, those people will not succeed."
Zhou Qing shook his head and was watching Xueer chill the wine in the porcelain pots. As for the snacks... they tasted sweet.
With one hand, he took a round red snack and tasted it.
"The people from Pagoda are coming to Xianyang?"
"Sir, will someone from the Hedao level also come?"
Yan Lingji, who was further perfecting her painting, heard this and raised her head and asked with interest.
I don't have a good impression of people from Pagoda, they just like to cause trouble.
Also, he likes to seek death.
"He wouldn't have the guts."
Zhou Qing shook his head.
Of course, if he really came to Xianyang, it would not be an easy matter to kill him.
"Brother!"
As he said that, a cyan stream of light flashed in the side hall.
After taking a breath, a woman in green clothes with an increasingly graceful figure came forward holding a sword. Her silver hair was bundled and fell behind her. She walked in the air and knelt down in front of her.
Senior Brother Guan came back from Xianyang Palace, with a smile on his beautiful face.
"Master!"
Xueer brought the chilled drink and handed it over with both hands.
"Xue'er is still very skilled in her methods."
"Senior brother, Zong Qiong and the others are almost reaching perfection in their cultivation."
Seeing the amber glowing in the wine bottle and the mellow fragrance permeating the wine bottle, Xiaomeng stretched out her hand to take it and took a slight sniff. It was very pleasant and she immediately praised Xue'er.
Then he took a sip, and his silver eyes narrowed slightly.
Xue'er personally prepared the drinks, not simply chilling them with real energy, but using the original power to penetrate the inside and outside of the drinks, so that every drop of the drinks was mixed with the power of yin and yang, frost and cold.
When you drink it, it feels cool but not cold, mellow but not strong. It is moistened by a trace of the original power and has a long aftertaste. Feeling this, you take a sip unconsciously.
"You greedy little girl!"
Looking at Xiao Meng's expression of enjoyment at this moment, Zhou Qing smiled and sat up from the wooden table.