In the past, when I first entered Xinzheng, I heard that Jiugongzi liked wine when he was young, so he fell into the root of the disease, but now it is revealed, the chest and abdomen are too stagnant, and the liver fire is too strong, which is like this for a long time, not for a long time. ”

"It seems that in recent days, the ninth prince has a lot of resentment in his heart."

"Qianhong, look at the tea!"

did not leave the pavilion, and ordered the maids who were waiting on the side, the cases were displayed, and the delicate melons and fruits were displayed on it. When the guests arrive, they are all in place, and they are all waiting for them to add warm fragrance.

When he kept the word before, Zhou Qing had already sensed their arrival, and his eyes swept over the two people in front of him, both of whom were the pillars of quicksand, and they were now important ministers of South Korea.

One is Han Fei, the ninth prince who is in charge of the punishment of the court captain, who is dressed in purple, noble, handsome, and outstanding, but looking at his expression, he is a little like he is sick, ruddy and not obvious, and slightly pale.

The other is Wei Zhuang, who is in charge of the 100,000 army outside Xinzheng City, with a black brocade coat, a golden forehead and hair, cold eyebrows, few words, kneeling on one side, and meditating on his own.

Hearing Zhou Qing's words, Bai Qianhong took water again, boiled, blessed with milli leaves, and inside the floating jade cup, the seal of both hands was swaying, and the tea cup with its own fragrance appeared in front of everyone's case.

"Wu Zhenjun had long expected that there would be today?"

The purple-clothed noble son smiled slightly, although his face was ruddy and not visible, but he was still full of spirit, comparable to ordinary people, holding the steaming teacup in front of him, Qing Minzhi, looking at Zhou Qing with bright eyes.

"No, the Ninth Prince should have expected that there would be today, the one in Guigu should also have expected today, the Purple Girl should also have expected that there would be today, and the best opportunity in Korea was when the Ninth Prince was a teenager."

"At that time, Qin's internal affairs were in chaos, the battle of Changping in Zhao was not repaired, Wei Guoxin Lingjun was gone, and the temple was shaken, so for the newly ascended King Han, everything had a chance."

"It's a pity, it's a pity!"

All the people present are smart people, and they are all heroes who can see the general trend of Zhuxia at a glance, perhaps, as Xun said, the destiny of heaven can be changed, but it requires very strong strength and opportunity.

However, there are some things that can only be known after they have been done. Therefore, the quicksand appeared, a new situation in Xinzheng appeared, and the scene of the night was gone.

However, now is not a world of great contention after all, the Qin State will not let the growth of Korea, and the Zhao State and the Wei State will not be the same, although it is the country of the Three Jin Dynasty, no one wants to see the strength of the neighboring countries.

The strength of the neighbor is a threat to itself!

Guigu Zongheng made the first choice, Wei Zhuang made this choice, broke the situation and entered, although he had gained, but he had fallen short, and the same is true of Zilanxuan, the building will fall, and Zilanxuan will cease to exist.

"Wu Zhenjun is sorry for South Korea? Or is it a pity for Han Fei? ”

Casual chat, there is no-for-tat confrontation in the past, listening to the other party's words, Han Fei smiled lightly, maybe so, maybe not, the key is what the current situation is.

Whispering, curious.

"It's all there."

"South Korea was founded nearly 200 years ago, when it was strong, it swallowed all countries, inherited it, and also had a good style, thinking that it would not be seen again after a while, which is quite a pity."

"As for the ninth prince, he is a great talent, but he is burdened by his family and country, how can it not be a pity!"

With the talent of the world in mind, but without the heart of the world, a few years ago, his people had handed over the book to Qin Wangzheng, which had already shown his determination to live and die with South Korea.

It's the so-called, God doesn't love Han, why is Han not Han! If the sky loves Han, how can he make the art of governance!

"Haha, how can Han Fei be talented? If you have great talent, why do you have today? ”

"Han Fei was born in South Korea and grew up in South Korea, South Korea is Han Fei's life, if Han Fei can save the country with his own body, why not?"

Qingliang smiled, his voice was mixed with a wordless sense of desolation, raised the teacup in his hand, never savored it, slowly looked at it, shook his head and sighed, deep in his eyes, there was no trace of sadness.

For several years since he returned to Xinzheng, he has been working hard every day for the rise of Xinzheng, but at the same time, he is sad for no reason when he sees the existence of his father, fourth brother, Zhang Kaidi and others.

How can one hand help the heavens?

In the quicksand, Guigu Weizhuang and Zilanxuan Purple Girl also changed their minds from the beginning, and gradually became one, but they could break the night curtain of Ji Wuye, but the night curtain that shrouded Xin Zheng's head for a hundred years was really difficult to tear apart.

Every time you tear a corner, a powerful force will fix it!

For them, they are superfluous, troublemakers, dispensable, and ...... dragging down South Korea, and they understand all these things, but they can't give up.

If you give up on Korea, then how disappointed the ovary should be, and how disappointed Honglian should be. If you give up Korea, you don't know what the ovary and the red lotus look like.

"Ning and Qiji are yoke, will follow the traces of the horse? Rather than the yellow bird, will compete with the chicken for food? Which is the worst of this? Go? The world is muddy and unclear. ”

"The wings of the cicada are heavy, and the thousand jun is light. The yellow bell was destroyed, and the tile kettle thundered. The slanderer is high, and the wise man is nameless. Crying silently, who knows my integrity, who can really understand Han Fei's heart within Xinzheng! ”

"In the past, the king entered Xinzheng to discuss with the ninth prince, and the ninth prince once said that it is your long-cherished wish to practice the world, but I don't know if it is still like this now?"

The view of the court is dark and corrupt, the view of one's own powerlessness, decades ago Chu State Doctor Mi's original work "Divination", and now, whispering songs, quite a force across time and space.

It can really be said that Huang Zhong is destroyed, the clay kettle thunders, the way of heaven and earth, there is a giveaway, there is gain, there is a giveaway, Han Fei gave up a shortcut to the world, which means that his road will be rugged.

Standing upright, putting down the tea cup in his hand, Zhou Qing looked at Han Fei not far in front of him, and whispered, such a great talent, if it is used by Daqin, it should be a blessing for Daqin.

"Your Fa needs to be a powerful king, and now in Zhuxia, only the king of Great Qin can do this."

"In the same way, the king also needs a great talent who can forge the sword of the Son of Heaven for him, although there are many important ministers in the center today, but there are no who can fit the heart of the king. Since the pro-government of Guanli, he has swept away the Changxin Hou and Wen Xinhou, and cleaned up the bad luck of the government. ”

"The king respects Shang Jun, therefore, he can keep the national honor of defending the country, keep the temple, and put it in the Qin State without touching it, if the ninth prince enters Qin, as long as he has a heart, South Korea may not be unsafe?"

"This point, King Han knows, the prince knows, and the bloody clothes are known, does the ninth prince think so?" /14_14844/