It's night!

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion.

Since Ying Ziye came back, he sat alone in the study, thinking about the cooperation that Donghuang Taiyi said.

"Young master, have some food."

Lu Su said softly, bringing a wooden plate, a hot porridge, and a stewed chicken soup.

"Um!"

Ying Ziye smiled faintly, and then pondered deeply.

"What exactly is the case when Donghuang Taiyi goes to the ruins of Huoyu Villa?"

"He helped Hou Qing and others break the formation only one thing, what is the real reason..."

Ying Ziye really couldn't tell the behavior of Donghuang Taiyi.

But this time, with the help of the Yin and Yang family, it would be a good thing to unlock the secret of the Qinglong.

You can obtain the power of the Canglong!

Ying Ziye had already moved and agreed.

The eldest son’s mansion.

The small stove warms the medicinal wine, and the fragrance is everywhere.

Young Master Fusu, Zhang Liang, Chunyu Yue and others sat together.

I shared the mutton and drank a few cups of hot wine to dispel the chill.

“Huhhh!”

Ye Ze's robe was stained with snow. He stepped into the room, breathed a few breaths, took a glass of hot wine handed over by Zhang Liang and drank it heavily, dispelling the chill.

"What's going on?"

Young Master Fusu asked.

"Report to the young master!"

Ye Ze said respectfully: "I have contacted the previous part of the princes and nobles of the six countries except Chu, but the other party gave an ambiguous answer, and they were swaying left and right, and did not take the team immediately."

"In the opinion of their subordinates, they should want to see which side is stronger!"

The princes and nobles left by the six kingdoms are so easily convinced. The title of Prince Fusu cannot scare them at all.

As for the name of benevolence and righteousness, it is a joke.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, rituals and music collapsed.

Moreover, benevolence and righteousness are just false reputations.

There was a big fool in the Spring and Autumn Period, the king of Song, Duke Xiang of Song.

At that time, Duke Xiang of Song attacked Zheng State and fought with the Chu soldiers who rescued Zheng in Hongshui.

The Chu soldiers were strong, and Duke Xiang of Song paid attention to benevolence and righteousness. He had to wait for the Chu soldiers to cross the river and then fight before fighting. As a result, he was defeated and injured. The next year he was seriously injured and died.

Stupid pig-like benevolence and morality!

Benevolence, righteousness, morality, and kindness are told to the bottom and others, and are used to restrain people's evil and consolidate the world.

As for rulers, they only need to strengthen the country and maintain stability.

Young Master Fusu was obviously a little self-righteous. Hearing this, he pondered for a moment, and said, "Since that's the case, then I will borrow the name of the eighth brother and use his hands to suppress all forces and gain benefits from it."

"Young Master is wise!"

Chunyu Yue smiled and echoed.

Zhang Liang also nodded slightly and agreed.

Because no matter how you look at it, they won't lose.

Anyway, it was Ying Ziye who worked hard, so they just needed to talk.

at the same time.

Langya County.

Langya Mountain!

The Mohist family is temporarily gathering.

Jing Tianming has gradually gained a hint of sharpness, and his personality has become more obvious.

Moreover, there were also Gai Nie, Gao Jianli and others around him to teach him how to organize some major events and prepare for the conference.

"I will definitely make the world return to peace. When the Qin Dynasty is destroyed, I will practice swords with my uncle every day, and I can also roast pheasants with Shaoyu to drink, travel around the world, and ask the gods..."

"Hehehehe, it's so wonderful!"

Jing Tianming discussed with various knights and disciples from various schools of thought about major affairs in the world and dealing with matters.

But I was thinking about it without doing my job.

As for the world, who will fight for power and profit, and who will be the ruler of the world if the Qin Dynasty is destroyed?

He was not interested in this, nor did he want to get involved.

"Ahem, I think we should win over farmers and Confucianism!"

Jing Tianming said with a serious expression: "Farmers have a rare reputation among the poor people among the people, and many poor people are interested in the farmer's family."

"Confucianism represents the gentry and landlords in Qi and Lu. Although the Confucius family has now been destroyed and the reputation of Confucianism in Lu has greatly decreased, it still has some foundation."

"At the same time, we should rest and wait for the opportunity, seize the time to train the army, and wait until the world rebels, and the remnants of the six countries will take action when the remaining forces of the six countries come together!"

"This can avoid the loss of power from the Mo family, and can also give the Qin Dynasty a fatal blow at the most appropriate opportunity..."

But after saying this, everyone's faces were all weird.

"What's wrong? Is Ben Juzi wrong?"

Jing Tianming pretended to be a big shot and asked coldly.

"Dawn!"

Gai Nie shook his head, spoke, and said, "The farmer has surrendered to the Great Qin and the Eighth Prince!"

"Ah, this?"

Jing Tianming suddenly became embarrassed and said firmly and calmly: "Hehe, I wasn't this intentionally wrong, I'm giving you a chance to show yourself!"

Everyone didn't care, after all, the plan proposed by Jing Tianming before was feasible.

The layout plan was discussed.

Jing Tianming and Gai Nie, both physically and mentally exhausted, Gao Jianli and others left the conference hall.

"Oh, it's really not easy for this Mo family to be accused of it!"

"Every day, we have to hold meetings, do things, and rack our brains..."

Jing Tianming couldn't help but sigh and complain.

"Dawn, swordsman, you must learn to overcome difficulties and distracting thoughts in your heart!"

Gai Nie said lightly.

Gao Jianli looked at Jing Tianming's tender face, but he remembered Jing Ke.

"Brother, now your son is promising. He has become a Mo family's clan and has gained a bad attack. Moreover, his martial arts talent seems to be better than you!"

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"But, I just want to make the world return to peace, complete the Qinglong plan, and let Master Ban create a more powerful mechanism beast to play with."

Jing Tianming looked excited and said, "I just hope that time can be faster."

The next day.

Xianyang City.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

Ying Ziye invited Zhao Tuo, the Longhou of the South China Sea, to sit opposite him in the courtyard.

Strange rocks are rugged, and the small bridges and rivers are frozen.

The pine, cypress and bamboo forest swayed and rustled.

Ying Ziye waved his sleeves casually, and the black man fell down.

Tianyuan!

People in this position are either beginners and stupid or top experts.

"Oh!"
To be continued...