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Chapter 642: The dream of spring spring will come to an end)

"Fortunately, Xue Ji, your music and rhythm skills are very special, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Yingge is also a little envious of the Mysterious Art of Music and Rhythm. As long as it is activated by strong internal force, it can kill countless people. As a disciple of the Taoist Tianzong, he has always been the best at cultivating internal force.

In terms of accumulation of internal strength, none of the hundreds of schools of thought can rival Taoism!

It's a pity that I'm not good at music. Otherwise, I could also practice such mysterious skills. The internal energy in the body circulates, and the rainwater on the surface of the body evaporates. After more than ten breaths, I slowly entered the carriage.

"Does Yan Dan know our whereabouts?"

The mysterious light on Xue Ji's body has not dissipated. She tried her best just now and consumed a lot of energy. She rarely fights, but she doesn't understand why. Now six Yan Dan's subordinates are surrounding her and her party.

Come to think of it, Yan Dan's actions were within Yan Dan's sight.

"After all, the power of the Mohist family and the peasant family is not trivial."

Yingge thought for a while and nodded. If it was said to be a force under Yan Dan, it was absolutely impossible, but if it was the Mo family and the peasant family, it would not necessarily be the case, especially the disciples of the peasant family.

Hundreds of thousands of peasant disciples are scattered throughout Zhuxia. No one knows who the peasant disciples are. Maybe the most inconspicuous beggar is a peasant disciple. Maybe some wealthy businessmen are also peasant disciples.

"It seems like there's someone else following?"

Xue Ji's spiritual sense has not yet converged, the carriage moved forward slowly, but before it went very far, she raised her eyebrows, turned her head indifferently, and looked through the carriage to the back of the official road. She could feel that there were two fast horses slowly approaching.

Approach them.

"Although there are still spirit-transforming warriors from the Mo family and the Nong family, they have been damaged too much in recent years."

"I want to see who it is?"

Could it be that he is still a member of Yan Dan? Yingge's expression is a little solemn. If there is a warrior who can transform into gods, he doesn't believe it deep down in his heart. According to the news from Luo in the world, in the Mo family, there are already many warriors who transform into gods.

Not much left.

As for the peasant family, for some reason, although they dispatched a lot of manpower, their top combat power was almost never seen. For example, the masters of the sixth hall of the peasant family were almost all gods, or warriors close to the gods.

"It's him!"

"Gao Jianli of the Mo family, why did he come here?"

The speed of the carriage did not slow down, but compared to the galloping speed of the horse, it was still a little behind. After a stick of incense, the person behind Xue Ji who had sensed before finally approached the two carriages, and then ran towards the carriage.

Before.

Force the charioteer to stop the castration.

"They are Gao Jianli and Song Ruyi, frequent visitors in heaven and earth."

Ying Ge nodded and recognized the two people in front of the carriage.

"I'm Gao Jianli, I hope I can meet Miss Xue Ji."

The rain subsided a little, and Gao Jianli, who was dressed in a light white robe, dismounted from his horse, carrying a guqin on his back, and slowly approached, with a trace of hope on his face, he bowed his hands and said in a deep voice.

Song Ruyi on the side did not dismount, but waited quietly not far away.

"What's the matter with you?"

In this human form, Xue Ji heard the sound and groaned for a few breaths, but then made no movement and responded with a crisp voice.

"This bed harp was made by my friend Kuang Xiu, a musician from the state of Zhao. It was made from thousand-year-old ancient wood from Southern Chu. It took three years to complete. The strings were cast from the sinews of the Yunmeng dragon. Song Yu from the state of Chu personally adjusted them and gave them to him last year.

With you below."

"Gao Jianli Tian has been a harp master in heaven and earth for a long time, and it is rare to meet someone who has a good sound. In all the great dynasties, only Miss Xue Ji is worthy of the sound of this harp. Today, Miss Xue Ji left Jicheng, hoping to give this harp to her.

"

He took the guqin from behind. Although it was not inferior to the guqin such as the bell and the beam, it was definitely not an ordinary qin. The surface of the guqin was covered with a layer of fire cloth. He picked it up with his back, took a step forward, and spoke deeply.

"There is no reward for no merit. Since it is something given to you by the saint in Zhao Guoqin, how can Xue Ji, a mere dancer, win the love of others."

"You... better take it back."

"If there is nothing else, please get out of the way."

When the response came, Xue Ji's cold voice echoed in Gao Jianli's ears very clearly.

"We say goodbye today. I don't know when I can see Miss Xue Ji again."

"This is Gao Jianli's sincere intention!"

A sigh passed through my heart, a trace of disappointment passed through my bright eyes, and all kinds of things came to mind. From the first time I saw Xue Ji, I had an inexplicable feeling.

It is so attractive to yourself, so intoxicating to yourself, and so confusing to yourself.

During this period, I couldn't get what I asked for, and it was hard to meet when I asked for it. The pain in my heart was indescribable. Three days ago, when I knew that Lord Yan Chun wanted to force Xue Ji, I made up my mind that I would not let Miss Xue Ji suffer any intrusion.

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It's a pity that due to lack of strength, it ended up like this.

Today, when we say goodbye, the other party will be far away from Xianyang and close to serve the person whom he hates. This will make Gao Jianli feel extremely painful. How unfair is the world.

"There are trees in the south, don't stop thinking about them."

"There are wandering girls in the Han Dynasty, so don't ask for happiness."

"The Han Dynasty is so vast that it is impossible to think about it."

"The river will last forever, and it is beyond imagination."

"It's wrong to pay the salary, but it's Chu."

"When my son returns home, I will tell him to build his horse."

"Hanzhi..."

He said "Han Guang" to express his deepest feelings. If he didn't say it today, he might never have another chance. The rain was falling and the sky and the earth were getting dark. Gao Jianli remained unmoved and sang loudly.

"presumptuous."

"Leave quickly, otherwise the fate of those people just now will be yours."

Although Yingge didn't know much about the Book of Songs, he still knew this poem. This person was too arrogant, how could he talk so arrogantly and shout angrily in front of himself and Xue Ji.

Mysterious light flashed around him, and he had already appeared outside the carriage, holding a sharp blade and looking coldly at Gao Jianli.

"You go."

"Don't waste your time on Xue Ji. In the future, you will meet the real person you like."

"This sentence ends today, Gao Jianli, please leave."

Xue Ji's cold voice was still lingering, but she didn't expect that the other party really had such thoughts for her. She had already listened to the song "Han Guang" when she was taking photos of Mei Po Pond. Unfortunately, she had already become an adult in her life.

.

Your Excellency is very kind to me. Whether it's Zhao Meichi rescuing the siege, Sister Yanling taking care of you, or giving up the chess piece of Lord Yan Chun for yourself, having Your Excellency by your side is enough for Yu Yuan.

Sitting quietly in the carriage, he waved his hand and pushed, and the void world outside generated great power. A strong wind swept the area where Gao Jianli retreated from the carriage. Seeing this, the charioteer waved the reins and returned to the official road.

"Miss Xueji, today, heaven and earth can send you to Lord Yanchun for the sake of profit, but someday you may not be..."

puff!

Gao Jianli was so excited that he couldn't bear it anymore as he watched the carriage leave. He shouted loudly and resentfully, why could a goddess-like figure like Miss Xue Ji fall into the mortal world?

However, before the words left his mouth, he received a heavy blow from the air and landed on his chest. His figure instantly flew ten feet backwards and landed heavily on the ground. His whole body was covered in mud and his expression became even more crazy.

"The Han Dynasty is so vast that it is impossible to think about it."

"The river will last forever, and it is beyond imagination."

"If you miss the salary, you will cut it off."

"When my son returns home, I will tell him how to make his horse come home."

"The Han Dynasty is so vast that it is impossible to think about it."

"The river will last forever, and it is beyond imagination."

"Miss Xue Ji, I...will wait for you."

Gao Jianli sang and roared loudly, uttering the song "Han Guang" completely, completely venting the depression in his chest. Song Ru, who was far away, could only shake his head and sigh.

I can't do much to help with things like this.

But... I hope Brother Gao can return to normal after this day.

Compared with the deterrent effect of the war between Qin and Zhao on the six kingdoms of Shandong, the people of Old Qin were extremely happy!

The merits of this battle have long been lost. Many people have won titles and received many rewards. Although a large amount of things come out of the Xianyang treasury every day, Qin Wangzheng is in a very good mood and does not take it seriously.

In the past few years, Qin's treasury was full, its armor and soldiers were strong, and a mere battle was nothing.

Inside Xingle Palace.

A group of important civil and military ministers of the Qin court appeared. Zhou Qing stood at the forefront of the civil servants. His title was Guannei Marquis, which was unprecedented in the past. He was followed by Changping Jun Xiong Qiting, Wang Wan, Chang Shi Li Si and others.

On the other side of the group of generals were General Guoweiliao, General Mengwu, Wang Jian and others, wearing heavy armor and standing upright. Although they were not members of the Zhangtai Palace, they all looked dignified and extremely serious.

"Your Majesty, tomorrow is the day that has been set for the opening of the rebuilt Changxin Academy. All the military commanders have arrived. They will go to Yongdu two hundred miles away. I thought that we should go today to be in line with the grand occasion tomorrow."

The Yongdu Forbidden City was an ancient capital city of the Kingdom of Qin. A few years ago, it was occupied by the Empress Dowager Zhao and Lao Ai. In order to compete with Wen Xin Hou, Lao Ai even built the Changxin Academy.

Not inferior to Wenxin Academy.

The renovation of the academy has been on the king's mind for a long time. For this reason, most of the military commanders and above were summoned to specifically build momentum for the academy. What's more, General Huanjue benefited from the academy.

Xiong Qi, Lord of Changping, came out of the queue and took a step closer to explain all the arrangements.

"What do Marquis Wu Zhen think?"

The Changxin Academy was rebuilt by Wang's brother, so Wang's brother should know the situation best.

"As it should be."

Zhou Qing took a step closer, bowed his hands, and nodded in response.

"Hahaha, very good."

"In this way, after noon today, I will lead the black dragon cavalry to Yongdu. General Meng Wu, the commander-in-chief of Changping, will stay in Xianyang. The rest of the ministers will follow me."

The King of Qin is always dressed in uniform, standing at the top of the hall, walking back and forth. Regarding the renovation of Changxin Academy, the king's brother will upload detailed information every three days. He is interested in that academy.

It's getting enough.

Moreover, the king's brother, in particular, acted in secret regarding the reconstruction of Changxin Academy. Except for recruiting the public and losers of the Mohist family who were to be the young masters, he did not bring anyone with him.

Within a ten-mile radius, there are two thousand-man teams transferred from Lantian Camp. Anyone who dares to approach Changxin Academy will be punished with a serious crime. Such is the secret of Wenxin Academy, which is very different and open.

"Here!"

"..."

All the ministers bowed.


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