Zi Cheying turned and left. He knew very well that the three thousand cavalry in the Imperial Preceptor's residence, all warriors, and the massive medicinal materials collected by the Sun Chamber of Commerce were all invested by the Imperial Preceptor.
Compared to the protective armored soldiers, the three thousand cavalrymen of the Imperial Prefecture are incomparably more powerful.
It's just that there is no more military formation method in the world, and the art of military art has been castrated. Otherwise, with three thousand iron cavalry in hand, he would dare to compete with Mozi.
When he thought of this, Zi Cheying felt regretful. Now that their military strategist had long lost their inheritance, they could only polish themselves like warriors, and no longer have the ability to connect with Qi and machine.
Maybe there is such a great military art in this world, but he has never seen it in Qin State, or even in the entire Central Plains.
Watching Zi Cheying turn and leave, Wei Yang frowned secretly. His own life was at stake, and even he did not dare to be too wanton.
Wei Yang knew clearly that Mozi and other strong men would have to be held back. This was Yueyang, so there might not be any chance of keeping all the people of the Mo family.
At this moment, Wei Yang's eyes flashed with light, and then he regained his composure.
at this time.
In the Yueyang Palace, Ying Qian and Ying Quliang sat opposite each other. Ying Qian said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, according to the Imperial Preceptor, the turmoil in the country will only start in these few days."
Ying Quliang looked solemn: "Since the Imperial Master has said it, I guess he must have noticed it. After all, the size of the Fushui House under the Imperial Master is no less than that of Heibingtai."
"Why does the eldest brother have to resign as Prince Fu?"
Hearing this, Ying Qian smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, it's not me who wants to resign as Prince Tutor, it's the Imperial Master who requests this."
"If it is the nobles and clans in the country, I am afraid that they will use the identity of the prince to fight back. When the time comes..."
After hearing Ying Qian's words, Ying Quliang's expression calmed down. He was a king, so naturally he could see Huang's intention at a glance.
"National Master, this is to take the opportunity to kill a number of nobles in the country so that the new law can be established and no one can waver."
"In this case, it is appropriate for my eldest brother and the Imperial Master to resign as Prince Tutor."
"As for Si'er, he is the crown prince of our Qin Kingdom. He should shoulder these responsibilities."
"The Imperial Master is right. Without experiencing hardships and personally witnessing the changes Qin Fa has made to the Qin State, Si'er may not be able to become the next King of Qin."
"The next Qin Jun is no less important than Gu."
At this point, Ying Quliang said in a deep voice: "This matter cannot be so straightforward. It requires detailed planning. Since Si'er has been so wronged, let them pay the price."
"Your Majesty, General, the Imperial Advisor is here!" Uncle Hei walked into the political hall and said to Ying Quliang and Ying Qian.
"Please come quickly!" Ying Quliang nodded, with a serious look on his face.
Ying Quliang valued Huang very much. He entered the Qin State from Huang and became a national advisor, which allowed him to see Huang's talents.
He knew in his heart that Huang was as talented as Wei Yang, but Huang only cared about immortality.
Not only did Ying Quliang have no objection to this, but he was eager for Huang to realize it. Now that he had Wei Yang assisting him, his need for talents was no longer as urgent as before the Qiuxian Order.
He still remembered what Huang said at the beginning, that he could save the Qin Dynasty forever. If Huang really succeeded, he would definitely be able to save the Qin Dynasty forever.
"National Preceptor, your Majesty has invited you!" Uncle Hei saluted Huang with a respectful tone.
"Um."
Nodding, Huang walked into the political hall, said goodbye to Ying Quliang and Ying Qian, "Your Majesty, General."
"National Division."
The three of them were already very familiar with each other. At this time, the atmosphere was harmonious. Huang spoke directly and said: "Your Majesty, the Mo family is on the move."
"You and Chief Zuo are targets, especially Chief Zuo!"
Ying Quliang's face was solemn, his eyes fell on Huang, and he said: "Where is the Imperial Master?"
"Old Mozi has come down the mountain."
With one sentence, the entire political hall fell into silence, and the atmosphere was even a bit dead. This was Mozi's intimidating power.
"National Master, you..." Ying Quliang was a little worried, after all, the shadow of the famous tree.
Compared to Mozi, Huang was too young. Mozi had enough time to develop, but Huang didn't.
"Your Majesty, don't worry!"
Huang smiled: "However, Your Majesty, I would like to resign Prince Fu."
"Old Mozi alone requires me to go all out. I really don't have any extra energy to distract the Qin State."
"If I take action, I can only kill and destroy everything. Doing so is not good for the new law."
Hearing this, Ying Quliang nodded: "It's enough for the Imperial Master to deal with Mozi with all his strength. Don't worry about these trivial matters."
"Chief Zuo, I'll ask my cavalry to help. He should be safe and sound. As for your Majesty..."
Huang looked calm and finally suppressed his thoughts. If he wanted to break this situation, he would naturally use himself as a bait.
However, the risk was too great, so Huang did not speak out.
…
After walking out of the government hall, Huang took the little Taoist priest to the mansion. As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw an old man.
The old man was barefoot, with a ring of long white hair on the back of his head that contrasted with a shiny bald head, and long flowing sleeves. He didn't look old at all.
He has a high nose and deep eyes, a tall but slightly stooped figure, and is naturally bald.
In the Central Plains, Mozi was the only one who fit this image.
Moreover, Huang had gone to the Mo family headquarters and met Mozi. At this moment, he naturally recognized the old man as Lao Mozi.
"Come in without asking, old gentleman, won't you give Huang an explanation?" Huang calmed down his emotions and said to Mozi.
At the same time, he made a gesture to the little Taoist priest. The little Taoist priest had just entered the Central Plains and had never seen Old Mozi.
At this moment, Mozi looked up at the little Taoist priest: "Is this the one who helped you kill Zeng Shen?"
"It's a pity that old man Yu Feng can't kill me just by relying on him!"
Feng Zheng's figure appeared and looked at Mozi coldly: "Really?"
"Isn't it just an extra corpse? Old Mozi, you deserve to die today!"
Huang glanced at Feng Zheng, whose breathing was unstable, and immediately understood what was going on. It was obvious that Lao Mozi had also found help.
At this moment, Huang looked at Mozi and opened his invitation, saying, "How about a fight out of the city?"
"good!"
Mozi nodded, took a step forward, and disappeared. At the same time, Feng Zheng and the little Taoist priest quickly followed.
Huang held the Great Qin Dragon Bird in his hand and disappeared.
Outside Liyang City.
At this time, Zhizi was fighting Feng Yuheng. The public transportation team on the side made sneak attacks from time to time, so Zhizi was at a disadvantage.
When the four Huang people appeared, the battlefield suddenly came to a standstill, and the faces of the corpse and Mozi turned ugly. At this moment, Lao Mozi naturally knew that this was a sure-fire situation aimed at him.
If there hadn't been a corpse today, he would have died here.
"As expected of Master Qin, he is really a good calculator!" Mozi's tone was cold, and at this moment, he had the desire to kill.
The Great Qin Dragon Bird unsheathed, Huang Leng said: "The young Taoist priest and Brother Feng hunted Mozi, and Old Man Feng cooperated with Gongshu to kill the corpse."
"The little Taoist held Mozi back, and he deserves to die today!"