Xianyang City, Xishi, Nian Duan and Duan Murong were wandering on the street, followed ten meters away by five guards from Luowang.
Now that he has left the paradise-like Jinghu Medical Village and stepped into the secular world, Nianduan also wanted to open Duan Murong's horizons and increase her knowledge, so as not to be deceived by some men's tricks in the future.
Cheng Qiao had no intention of restricting Nian Duan's freedom of movement. After all, he was here to see a doctor, not to be arrested and imprisoned. Restricting his movement would be too much.
As long as they are in Xianyang City, Nian Duan and Duan Murong can wander around as they please, or even leave the city, but the Luowang guards will report it to Cheng Qiao.
There are two super large markets in Xianyang City, located in the east and west cities of Xianyang City. The two markets are very prosperous, bringing together goods from the seven countries. From time to time, you can also see goods from the barbarian countries. On holidays and festivals, the two markets are very prosperous. The large market is full of people, rubbing shoulders and forming a curtain of people.
Although today is not a holiday or a festival, there are still many people in the West Market. It is lively, prosperous and joyful. Everyone has a faint smile on their face, revealing their vigorous vitality and longing for the future.
Nianduan has not seen such a scene for a long time.
When he was young, Nianduan followed his master to practice medicine all over the world, and traveled all over the mountains and rivers of the Seven Kingdoms, but he rarely saw such a vibrant scene, and more often he was indifferent and muddle along.
Recalling the smile on the face of the old farmer from Qin he saw on the road, Nian Duan thought that it was no fluke that Qin could rise from weak to strong, fight against all the invincibles in the world, and overwhelm the six kingdoms. It seemed that Qin had already left. On the right path...
"Mr. Nianduan, my husband wants to see you."
Nian Duan was leading Duan Murong as they passed by a teahouse. Suddenly, a man wearing brown linen clothes strode out of the teahouse, came to Nian Duan and bowed to his side. He bowed his hands and made a small gesture in private.
Nian Duan didn't want to pay attention to it, but when he saw the man in front of him, he immediately changed his mind. He nodded slightly and followed the man into the teahouse. The Luowang guards immediately followed.
"You don't have to come in, just wait outside."
A cold voice sounded, and the Luowang guards immediately stopped when they heard the words. The leader made a gesture, and the other three people immediately dispersed, guarding the four directions of the tea house, and one person left quickly.
In the teahouse, Nian Duan led Duan Murong and pushed open the door of a private box and walked in.
"Uncle Six Fingers."
When Duan Murong saw the figure kneeling in front of the desk, her little face was full of joy, she shouted loudly, ran over and jumped into the arms of the six-fingered black man.
The little girl likes the Six-Fingered Black Man very much, because he used to bring a lot of delicious and fun things to Duan Murong every time he went to Jinghu Medical Village, including miniature toy machine beasts.
The Six-Fingered Black Man did not wear a cloak, revealing a face full of weathered weather. He was the kind of person who could tell at a glance that he had experienced a lot of ups and downs. His beard was shallow and neat, and the most attractive thing was his eyes, which were like a towering sky. As firm as a giant peak, unshakable!
"You came."
Nian Duan slowly walked to the desk, knelt down and spoke in a calm tone, as if the person in front of him was not an old friend but a stranger.
The six-fingered black man magically took out a bunch of red candied haws and handed it to Duan Murong in his arms, making the little girl very happy. Then he raised his head and said, "Why did you suddenly come to Qin?"
Don't ask why candied haws, corn, watermelon, and apples all appear at this time.
"The trapper found me."
When he heard that it was the person who made the trap, the Six-fingered Black Man understood that the process must not be pleasant. With the temperament of his old friend, he must have been forced to come here, and he must have threatened the little guy in his arms.
Without this little guy in his arms, given his temperament as an old friend, he would definitely not compromise, even if it cost him his life.
"What do the people in the trap want to do with you?"
"Is any of the dignitaries of Qin seriously ill?"
When Nian Duan heard this, he hesitated to tell the Six-Fingered Black Man. After all, King Qin's physical condition should be a secret among secrets. Once he revealed it, what happened would probably involve not only their master and apprentice, but also the chamberlain who was in the palace that day. All the maids will also be implicated...
"If you feel embarrassed, there is no need to tell me."
The Six-Fingered Black Man noticed his old friend's hesitation and immediately spoke.
Nianduan hesitated for a moment, thinking that he couldn't explain it clearly directly, but just hinted a little, and it was up to his old friend whether he could understand it or not.
"It was Lord Chang'an who sent someone to invite me."
Chang'an Junchengqiao?
The six-fingered black man was slightly stunned when he heard this. For a person of such status to take action, the one who needs Nian Duan to take action must be the owner of the Qin Palace. Which one of the King of Qin, the Queen, the Queen Mother of the Two Palaces, the Prince, and Mrs. Han is it? ?
"I came to you this time to help me heal Wei Wuji, Lord Xinling of Wei State. Now it seems that you may not be able to escape."
"That's all. With Lord Xinling's reputation, you won't have to worry about finding a skilled doctor."
No matter who Nian Duan is treating is someone from the Qin Palace, it will be difficult to escape unless he takes someone to sneak away. But in that case, Nian Duan will completely offend the Qin State, and the peaceful days in the past will be gone. Never return.
As a friend, naturally you can't just care about yourself and ignore your friends. He, the Six-fingered Black Man, is not that kind of person.
"If I am alone, that's fine, but for Ronger, I can't offend Qin easily."
"Understand, understand, am I still unclear about your character?"
"You also know who I am, there is no need to say more." The six-fingered black man smiled openly.
Nianduan nodded slightly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and asked curiously: "What happened to Mr. Xinling? Do you want you to come and invite me in person?"
"When Lord Xinling returned from Zhao, he was attacked and killed by a snare at the border of Wei. Also involved were members of the Qin military and the Gongshu family."
"Five hundred forbidden cavalry from Zhao, 200 cavalry from Wei's forbidden army, 800 Wei soldiers, envoys from Zhao, and more than 30 retainers headed by Zhu Hai and Hou Ying were all killed."
"Longyang Jun disappeared. Thousand Captain Dianqing and Xinling Jun each suffered different traumas and barely escaped. Xinling Jun was seriously injured."
The six-fingered black man told everything he knew with a serious face.
Nian Duan's indifferent face couldn't help showing a look of shock when he heard the words, and he almost gasped. Cheng Qiao's appearance instantly appeared in his mind.
If she remembered correctly, Luo Wang is now under his control. He has caused such a big thing as soon as he came to power. Coupled with the policies issued by the Qin State a few days ago, this man is only nine years old.
It's like this now, will it still happen when you grow up?
The Six-Fingered Black Man was not surprised to see Nian Duan's shocked look. He was also very shocked when he got the news.
"You just arrived in Xianyang, Qin State today, right?"
"Yes, I just arrived not long ago."
"It was a coincidence that the Mohist disciples in Xianyang City saw you by chance, so I was able to find you as soon as possible."
Nianduan was not surprised when he heard this. Hundreds of schools of thought had their strongholds in Xianyang City, with varying numbers, some in the open and some in the dark.
Who calls the Qin State the most powerful country in the world? If you don't understand the movements of such a powerful country, you may suffer a big loss. Just like in modern times, no force that has gained the stage does not understand the movements of a beautiful country.
"Then it's not surprising that you don't know yet."
"The net has been secretly transferred from Lu Buwei to the hands of Chang'an Jun Chengqiao. Chengqiao is now the controller of the net."
"From Jinghu Medical Village to Xianyang, judging from the attitude of the snare killers, I'm afraid the master of the snare has already moved by that time."
"As for Lord Long Yang, based on my understanding of Cheng Qiao, he was probably captured in exchange for greater benefits."
"Although Chang'an Junchengqiao is only nine years old, he is a real little fox. He does things in an eclectic way and is quite sophisticated."
"Recently, the State of Qin has issued a new policy, which is about nets, and it is more related to the people who practice martial arts in the world."
At this point, Nianduan explained Qin's policy in a concise and comprehensive manner.
Although the Six-Fingered Black Man was shocked at first, he could hold his own. But when he heard the end, he couldn't help but gasped and was stunned. The final policy was so powerful that it directly divided the martial arts practitioners in the six countries.
Not all people who practice martial arts are willing to join the martial arts world. Some prefer to be "eagle dogs" of the court and pursue power, wealth and honor.
After a long time, the Six-fingered Black Man sighed: "The Qin clan finally gave birth to an extraordinary young master. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to the world..."
Due to institutional reasons, compared to the Six Kingdoms, Qin has never had any famous sons in its clan.
Of course, except for the young master who inherited the throne, the young masters who succeeded to the throne were all outstanding people for six generations.