"Yes." When Duan Murong regretted asking a stupid question that might make Ying Zheng angry, Ying Zheng answered her question.
"Is it the king's fault? In fact, I don't blame the king. Yingchuan is not Shouchun. The king has only been in this land for a few months, so how can he cover everything." Duanmu Rong said.
"You can speak, but are you really innocent?" Ying Zheng asked Duan Murong.
"I once said that for those in power, incompetence is a sin." Ying Zheng said.
"Your Majesty, you are too harsh on yourself." Duan Murong advised.
"You little girl have learned how to comfort people." Ying Zheng raised his hand and touched the scarf in Duan Murong's hair.
"Your Majesty, you." Duan Murong couldn't help but take a few steps back, and her face was already stained with a light red.
"Little Miss Duanmu, tell me, what is the power of a king?" Ying Zheng asked calmly as if he had not noticed Duanmu Rong's change.
"The power of a king? I don't know." Duan Murong shook her head after thinking for a while and said.
"The power of a king is not reflected in how many people's lives and deaths he controls, nor in how high his position is, nor how powerful his force is, but in his ability and courage to shoulder responsibilities." Ying Zheng said.
"If Gu is wrong, Gu will admit it and correct it, instead of refusing to admit it for fear that doing so will damage his authority." Ying Zheng continued.
"The ability and courage to take responsibility?" Duan Murong murmured to himself, but it seemed that he didn't understand it at all, but he felt like he understood something.
Duan Murong did not understand what Ying Zheng said, but she vaguely felt that she understood Ying Zheng.
"The power of the king." Ying Zheng said to himself.
"Why is your Majesty telling me this?" Duan Murong asked, feeling dizzy in his mind.
"Because these words are the most suitable to say to you," Ying Zheng said.
"What's the best way to tell me?" Duan Murong lowered her head subconsciously, she was a little scared.
"Yes, because Gu knows, but you don't understand." In Duan Murong's ears, Ying Zheng's voice came.
Because I don't understand? Duan Murong raised her head and looked at Ying Zheng, and the trace of fear in her heart disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"If your Majesty finds out that it is indeed the officials of the Qin State who have caused problems, what will your Majesty do?" Duan Murong suppressed the resentment in her heart and asked Ying Zheng.
"Kill a batch, replace a batch, and return a batch." Ying Zheng said.
"Why not all of them?" Duan Murong asked.
"Little girl, you are too curious." Ying Zheng said and raised his hand, but Duan Murong actually took several steps back.
Ying Zheng had no other thoughts, but Duan Murong's actions took things in another direction.
While Ying Zheng was chatting with Duan Murong, several places in Xinzheng had turned into battlefields.
"Is this the martial arts of farmers? It's nothing more than that, but the master is very interested in these." In a house in Xinzheng, Yan Lingji had a thin needle-shaped hidden weapon wrapped in flames, and said to herself in confusion.
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Not far in front of Yan Lingji, Tian Mi was in a state of embarrassment. Her clothes had become tattered and showed signs of being burned.
"Who are you?" Tian Mi looked at Yan Lingji in front of her in fear.
"Are you qualified to ask me now?" Yan Lingji casually threw away the hidden weapon and looked at Tian Mi.
"Even if you want to kill me, you should always let me be a wise man." Tian Mi tried her best to suppress the fear in her heart.
Yan Lingji's martial arts is not the best among the people Tian Mi has ever seen, but her weird flame ability is too terrifying for Tian Mi because of its power and because it is unknown.
"You can't die, so you don't have to be a fool. Surrender. If we continue to fight, I can't guarantee that I won't accidentally kill you." Yan Lingji said.
"Can you survive by surrendering?" Tian Mi asked tentatively.
"Maybe, after all, you are not bad looking, although you are far behind me." Yan Lingji said.
"You..." Tian Mi quickly took a deep breath. Although she knew that what the other party said was the truth, Tian Mi still felt so angry that her chest hurt when the other party said that.
"Maybe what does it mean?" Tian Mi calmed herself down and asked.
"Perhaps it means that someone may take a fancy to you and spare your life. And maybe, for you, that is a blessing." Yan Lingji said.
"Is he the master you mentioned?" Tian Mi asked tentatively.
"Yes, what do you think? Surrender, or let's continue fighting. In fact, I really hope you can resist." Yan Lingji said eagerly.
Although the woman in front of her was beautiful, Yan Lingji didn't like it because Yan Lingji could feel a very unpleasant aura on Tian Mi's body.
Sao.
Such a woman is not worthy of staying by his side. Yan Lingji said to herself in her heart.
"I surrender." Tian Mi said, throwing away the weapon.
In Yan Lingji's words, Tian Mi has already seen the hope of living. As for the price, a woman's body is a weapon.
Isn't it that the body she has cultivated for more than ten years is to exchange for what she wants at the right time? And what in the world is more precious than her own life?
"It's boring." Yan Lingji said disappointedly.
Is this the so-called core disciple of the peasant family? What about the so-called integrity? She has always expected the other party to fight to the death, so it would be logical for her to kill her.
Seeing the unkind look in Yan Lingji's eyes, Tian Mi couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of joy in her heart, and then felt a burst of joy. Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't say any harsh words, otherwise she might have died miserably.
But not everyone is as aware of current affairs as Tian Mi, such as Tian Hu.
This descendant of the peasant family Chi Youtang, the Tiger Soul Sword Technique can be used with a whirring sound in the palm of his hand, and his momentum is extraordinary, but it is just a kind of brainless madness.
Two figures, one black and one white, surrounded it and turned into two afterimages. They allowed Tian Hu to attack crazily and just moved around, occasionally shooting one or two hidden weapons, forcing Tian Hu's sword to stop.
"Hiding and hiding is a woman's way of fighting. If you have the ability to compete with me head-on," Tian Hu said angrily.
But the answer to him was still two afterimages.
Elsewhere, Tian Meng also met his opponent.
"Zonghengjia Wei Zhuang, why are you serving the Qin State?" Tian Meng looked at the white-haired young man holding a strange heavy sword in front of him, and his face was already ashen.
Tian Meng's martial arts skills are not low. Among the people of his generation in the Nong family, he can definitely be regarded as one of the top three beings. He is also confident enough to face any master of his generation in the world.
But the young man in front of him is an exception, because he is the descendant of the contemporary political strategists. He has surpassed their generation and can compete with the masters of the previous generation.