Back to the residence, I took the wine glass from Han Fei, and said to Han Fei, who was stunned: "You can drink less. Anyway, you have more opportunities in the future.
I can't drink it for a long time in the future. "
"Why do teachers say that?" Han Fei said helplessly looking at Kong Kong's palm.
"I'm going to leave here temporarily."
"Teacher is going to leave?" Han Fei shocked.
"Yeah, leave, go to Zhao Guo, no, there is no longer Zhao Guo."
"The teacher said that Qin Guo's newly collected Zhao Guo territory?" Han Fei asked.
"Yes, I am entrusted by King Qin, I have to go there for two or three years, responsible for government affairs."
"Teacher, I'm afraid it's just that, but is it worth the teacher of the teacher in one or two counties?" Han Fei asked.
"That's not just the territory of one or two counties, but also countless people."
"Does King Qin want to practice the law?" Han Fei asked.
"Yes, you can see this level."
"Congratulations to the teacher. The way of education is the highest pursuit of Confucian disciples." Han Fei laughed.
"It's just the first step, how far can you go down, who knows it? However, it is a good start in the end."
"I have been able to see some thoughts of King Qin. His thoughts and the persistence of the teacher are extremely close, and the teacher must succeed." Han Feidao.
Although the situation was born in Confucianism, Han Fei, the best disciple under the door, Li Si became a disciple of the legalist. This matter was not a joke, but some kind of manifestation of the way of the situation.
If anyone in the world can realize the ideological reconciliation of Confucianism and the legalist, it is the case, even Han Fei, the last master of the Funder in the future.
"You? For yourself, what are you going to do?" The situation did not deny Han Fei's words, but asked Han Fei himself.
"I, I can't help myself, let's settle it." Han Feidao.
"I once told you to King Qin, and the intention was to let you go to the newly attached place with me, but King Qin refused."
"Of course." Han Fei had no intention of saying.
"But King Qin talked about you, but described it with relatives."
"Among the royal clan, when facing conflict of interests, Mo said it was a relative, even if it was a relative." Han Fei shook his head calmly.
"King Qin intends to compile the Qin Fa since Qin Kingdom VI, and you are the candidates of his favorite."
Hearing this sentence, Han Fei's face finally changed.
"How is this possible, he really dares to use me?" Han Fei's peace was broken.
"Although it is a bit incredible, but if you think about it, it seems that it is taken for granted. The world is so big. If you only use the Qin people, it is obviously not good. Moreover, in a strict sense, you are now the Qin people."
"Home, country, the world, it is really ..." For a while, Han Fei didn't know what to say.
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Ji Zheng, who returned to Xingle Palace, found that Xun Xun was still here, and he was talking with Zhao Ji. He looked harmonious. I really want to imagine that people like Zhao Ji can talk to Xun Yan.
Because both of them are old or insight, they want to go far.
On the contrary, it was shocking, but at this time, it seemed that there was no existence, and stared at the entrance of the palace with both eyes. It wasn't until I saw the figure of Xunzheng, and the scattered focal length slowly gathered.
"Zheng'er, found what he wanted in the Zhangtai Palace?" After being found to be Zheng Zheng, Zhao Ji and Xun Yan also discovered the figure of Zheng Zheng.
"It's okay. Now in the palace of Zhangtai, in addition to those classics, the two elderly people are the most important."
"Is the King of Confucianism and Cai Ze of Taoist Taoist Tiansong?" Xun Yan asked.
"I have heard the names of the two in the yin and yang family?" Zheng Zheng asked.
"Of course, although there are many people in the Hundreds of their sons, there are not many people who can reach the realm of the master, but there are only ten fingers in the world. How can I not know?"
"What are the masters of the Yinyang family?" Zheng Zheng asked.
"Is this question? It is difficult to say that Donghuang Taiyi must be a master, and Chu Nangong. As for others, it is difficult to say, because I don’t know if there is still Chu Nangong in the yin and yang family.
That kind of person. "
"Zheng'er, it's not time for you to talk about these." Zhao Ji saw what the two said that the two said that they did not know at all, so they said the topic to transfer the topic.
"Yes, my mother doesn't like to listen to these." Zheng Zheng said.
"No, it's just because I don't know. In the future, you have time, you can talk to me, I am still curious about the hundreds of sons." Zhao Jidao.
"Okay, Zheng'er, it's not too late now. We have been hungry for a long time." Zhao Ji said that he had ordered the maid to prepare for dinner.
When Xun Yun returned to Huayang Palace, the time had entered late at night.
When she stomped into the bedroom, she found that in the darkness, her eyes were looming in the darkness, and she revealed a faint golden light.
"Sister?" From the faint golden light, Xun Yan was able to determine the person's identity.
"I thought my sister would not come back tonight." Said the concubine in the darkness.
"My sister is really a joke. How could I not come back? Xingle Palace did not belong to me." Xun Yan said without changing his face.
"Really?" The concubine had approached Xun.
"Yes." Xun Yan affirmed.
"Do you know? You have a breath on your body now." The concubine put his palm on the shoulder of Xun Yan.
"Familiar breath?" Xun Yan laughed, but his heart was a little guilty.
"Yes, it is a familiar breath, but it is not the breath of you." The concubine gently smelled it gently.
"It's this familiar breath that does not belong to your breath." The concubine said with a little nostalgia.
"Really?" Xun Yan still stubbornly said.
"For this breath, I am more familiar than your sister, he is back, is he?" The concubine loosened.
"I don't know, maybe." Xun Yan was calm.
She didn't believe what the concubine could really smell. The concubine's encounter at the time had experienced a lot in the illusion, but she could not write down the breath, but it was not an illusion, but the real.
"Is he asked you to hide me?" In the darkness, the concubine suddenly became a lack of interest, and there was no meaning to refute the sophistry.
"Sister?" She was a little confused. She heard a trace of abnormal from the concubine's tone.
"Sleeping, sleeping, it's too late." The response was the sound of the concubine.