In November of the eighteenth year of the Qin Dynasty, Lu Yan wrote to Ying Zheng, requesting that he and his party go to Yingchuan to pay homage to Han Fei, and Ying Zheng agreed.
Within Xianyang Luowang, Li Si and Zhao Gao are increasing their strength, and the organization behind the scenes is also inserting their hands again.
Yan Qichu teamed up to find out the road to the Mo family's organ city and prepared to take down the Mo family in one fell swoop.
Because Lu Yan made public his ideas, elites from all Confucian schools came to Xiaoshengxian Manor, vowing to make all Confucians publicly announce that Lu Yan would rebel against Confucianism.
If Fu Nian hadn't been informed by Yan Lu in advance, he would have been caught off guard. Although it was only about ten days in advance, he was still somewhat prepared.
Lu Yan knew all the above things that were about to happen, but he had no intention of getting involved. More than a month had passed since Han Fei and Zi Nu died in his hands. Handan was basically fine, so he had to give priority to fulfilling his obligations.
Nong Yu promised to worship Zi Nu with her.
Yingchuan County, Jiunv Mountain
Han Feizi's tomb is not big. Perhaps it should be said that a king, even a king who lost his country, should not have such a shabby tomb.
He was not included in the tombs of the Korean royal family. Lu Yan sent people to randomly find a piece of land in the green mountains and buried him. Even the inscription on the tombstone was not written by a famous calligrapher. It was probably written by his subordinates locally.
I just found a craftsman and carved it.
The winter rain was pouring down, and the chill was bone-chilling. The evergreen pine trees symbolically protected this small cemetery from the rain.
A figure stood under the tree holding an umbrella. He was wrapped in a black robe, and his identity could not be identified. However, the texture of this black robe was extraordinary, with silver thread trimming and gorgeous dark patterns. It was definitely not something ordinary people could afford to wear.
"Brother Han, when we were in Xinzheng, Brother Wei Zhuang said that he could assassinate Ji Wuye, but you refused because it was against your legal philosophy. Now, I see your grave here."
Zhang Liang was a little surprised by how calm he felt when he arrived here, and he felt a lot of resentment and resentment in his heart. When he stood in front of this tombstone, he couldn't even express it.
"This is your favorite orchid brew. It is produced in Qiaomeng Pavilion of Qi State. It is the inheritance of Miss Zi Nv. However, it is not brewed by Miss Zi Nv. I don't know if it suits your taste."
He opened the wine gourd and put it down against the tombstone, while the wine still gurgled gently from it.
"I have completed my studies. Both senior brothers said that I should travel more and see more in this world. So I rode a donkey all the way from Songhai to here. I saw a lot and thought a lot. The fear in my heart...
There are more and more.
There are no Koreans in the world anymore. Just like in Korea before, there were no Zheng people 150 years ago. It only took Lu Yan less than ten years to achieve all this. In ten years, a generation has not yet grown up and a country has
, it has disappeared from the national memory.”
Zhang Liang has seen the local conditions along the way. This former home is still dilapidated, but it is filled with a vitality that he has never seen before.
If Han Fei is given time, maybe he can let such vitality appear in his former home. Now such an if has become a cruel assumption.
"Ka~puff~"
The boots oozed muddy water when they stepped on the soft mud, and made a unique sound when they were pulled out. The footsteps sounded from far to near.
Zhang Liang was alert and said no more. He stood still holding an umbrella, leaving only his back to the visitor.
"Husband?" Nongyu shouted in confusion when he saw someone in front of Han Fei's tomb.
Looking at the back, Lu Yandan felt something familiar and asked directly, "Are you Han Fei's friend?"
friend?
Zhang Liang secretly clenched his fists, "I am indeed his friend. Are you his friend?"
Lu Yan recognized it. The other person was Zhang Liang. The reason why he was here must be that Yan Lu informed Han Fei of the cemetery. He shook his head and sighed, half-smilingly, "Yes."
Are you, his friend?!
Zhang Liang's voice suddenly turned cold, "Because he is already dead."
If Han Fei is alive, he is an enemy. If he is dead, he is a friend. Lu Yan has long recognized the reality and the path he will take.
He has never been a person who hides his inner feelings. Since Zhang Liang said this, he admitted it generously: "That's right. Dead people have no position and can be friends."
"Oh, the price of becoming your friend is really high."
"No, even if many people are dead, I won't want to treat them as friends." Lu Yan's eyes changed, his sword suddenly moved, Shuihan was unsheathed, and the coldness of the winter rain increased a hundred times, penetrating to the bones, "
For example, you, Zhang Liang and Zhang Zifang."
Zhang Liang felt the cold light on his back, and pressed the Lingxu Sword with his hand hidden in his robe, "You want to kill me?"
"I sense hatred from you. I know your resourcefulness. Killing you here is a good choice."
Zhang Liang knew how much he weighed, and even if he was good at martial arts, he had no chance of winning against Lu Yan. So he made a quick decision and flew out the umbrella in his hand, with energy contained in the handle, heading straight towards Lu Yan. Lingxu was in his hand.
The sword was unsheathed, and the blade was clear and shining like rain. It did not attack Lu Yan, but killed Ben Nongyu.
Lu Yan had no expression on his face and smacked his palm, shattering the umbrella.
Nong Yuxiu frowned, and the Ice Soul Sword was tilted in front of him, blocking Zhang Liang's sudden sword attack.
"You, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and even Zi Nu are all the same. You know that I have few flaws, and if you want to deal with me, you target Nong Yu first. Sometimes I even wonder if you had some evil intentions when you brought me and Nong Yu together.
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"Husband, stop talking."
Nongyu didn't want to hear such words. When she expressed her feelings to Lu Yan, there were Liusha and the four people next door. That was her first mission when she joined Liusha.
How beautiful it is in the memory, I am experiencing the same pain now.
The ice soul shook Lingxu away, and the jade ice soul mysterious skill was activated. His starry eyes were blue, his skin was condensed with ice jade, and his sword power was not inferior to Zhang Liang's at all.
Zhang Liang glanced at Lu Yan and found that he had no intention of intervening for the time being, and was constantly thinking about it in his mind.
Nongyu's martial arts and ice soul sword skills were learned from Lu Yan. Based on her childhood foundation, her current strength is not weaker than mine at all. It is no longer possible to use her as a breakthrough.
I was blocked by Nong Yu's sword, and Lu Yanruo took the opportunity to take action. At least I was seriously injured at this moment. Is he not moving because he has no murderous intention, or does he have other motives?
Seeing that he was pondering, Lu Yan knew that he had already sensed that his murderous intention was not strong, so he smiled contemptuously and said: "You can find this place because Yan Lu told you. You can survive today because of this."
I don't know what kind of situation Fu Nian will be forced into by the Confucian incident. Yan Lu was already very unhappy about this matter. If he killed Zhang Liang again, I'm afraid Yan Lu would have to come to cut off his robe and sever his righteousness.
Lu Yan didn't want to pay such a heavy price for Zhang Liang.
Another reason is that Zhang Liang is an important figure in the anti-Qin alliance in the future. Without him, the anti-Qin forces are almost in disarray, and there is no hope of threatening the Qin Dynasty.
Zhang Liang was an important figure in the layout that spanned more than ten years. His importance was comparable to that of Li Si and Zhao.
Of course, Lu Yan didn't care at this time which of the two reasons was more important, Yan Lu or the layout.