Sikong Ma opened his slender eyes wide, and the flesh on his face bounced. He couldn't believe his ears.
The battle situation is ever-changing, and often one move is enough to decide the overall situation. What's more, the war mechanism of the Gongshu family is indeed a terrifying existence. When he brought in this killer weapon, he immediately cut off the retreat of the Confucian, Taoist and Mo clans.
But this is Xianyang, and more and more killers are using the sky and the ground to surround the mansion. There is no way to the sky and no way to the earth. In the end, the three families chose to surrender.
Sikong Ma happily came back to report, but he didn't expect that Wei Liao not only refused to reward him, but also issued such a ridiculous order.
Let these prisoners go!
How is that possible?
Wei Liao said calmly: "You have manipulated Yan Dan, and now he has entered the palace to meet the king."
Sikong Ma didn't care: "So what?"
Framing Prince Yan was never the goal, it was just a stepping stone.
Not to mention that it will be difficult for Yan Dan to prove his innocence for a while. Even if he can, is it possible that the Prime Minister, who has overwhelming power in the government, is still afraid of a mere proton from Yan?
"What Mr. Xiangguo does, he always has a good reputation, is fair and honest, and is fair and honest, rather than just bullying others!"
Wei Liao shook his head: "Yan Dan is the name of our operation. The name has been lost. The three schools of Confucianism, Taoism and Mohism are here to discuss theories in the Spring and Autumn Period of the Lu family. What is the crime? This cannot be done!"
"If you want to impose a crime, why bother saying so?"
Sikong Ma said coldly: "I can convict him in less than one night!"
"Of course!"
Gan Luo strode in and agreed: "There are many disciples in the Confucian and Mohist sect. When our Great Qin sweeps the world in the future, they will definitely help the six countries. Their elimination this time will not only eliminate the future enemies, but also enhance the reputation of our Za family!"
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Wei Liao looked at the jealous Sikong Ma and the hot-blooded Gan Luo, and said in a deep voice: "The prosperity will decline, whether it will be prosperous or not. As soon as the Spring and Autumn Period of the Lu family came out, the miscellaneous family has already become brilliant. When the six kingdoms are pacified, hundreds of schools will dominate."
, Fang is the pinnacle, and now attacking Confucianism, Daoism, and Mo will only arouse public outrage and make the world an enemy!"
Guiguzi's lineage uses heaven and earth as a chess game, and all living beings as chess pieces. The first thing is to make a decision.
The so-called decision-making is to be able to recognize your own limits and make the most effective judgment. You must not be greedy for temporary quickness!
This time it seemed like a victory, but in fact it was three hot potatoes. Let alone killing all the three masters, even if they were imprisoned, it would arouse the resentment of the world and cause endless troubles.
What's more, except for outliers like Gui Guzi, the inheritance of each school is by no means just one or two people. The leader is actually the decision-maker. What is truly passed down from generation to generation is the character, spirit, belief, and ideals.
They were so ruthless that they could not inflict severe wounds on various schools of thought. Instead, they completely pushed them to the opposite side, making them enemies of the entire world!
Wei Liao spoke sincerely, and Gan Luo listened with a look of deep thought on his young face.
Sikong Ma was also thinking, and then he figured out the obstacle and became furious.
"So that's it. This time you took the bait as Taigong's fisherman. Just to frighten all the disciples, you let me take action!"
Sikong Ma finally understood that according to Wei Liao's original plan, his encirclement and suppression campaign had failed at all. He gritted his teeth and said, "Thanks for the credit. It was you who planned the strategy and took away the thieves. Is it my fault as the commander?"
Wei Liao was silent.
He has his own arrogance. Now that he has been seen through, he will not quibble.
Sikong Ma was furious and said bitterly: "I will definitely report this matter to the Prime Minister, please make the decision for me!"
Wei Liao said calmly: "Master Xiangguo went to Yongcheng to solve the matter of Marquis Changxin!"
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Even Gan Luo, who was still young, had heard of the name of Marquis Changxin, so Lu Buwei must have really had a headache.
Wei Liao then said: "This matter is strange. I am afraid that someone is secretly obstructing it. Please think carefully about it and report it when I come back from Yongcheng!"
Sikong Ma trembled all over and left angrily.
Gan Luo watched with cold eyes.
Except for one of the four commanders of Tianluo Diwang who serves as a close attendant beside Lu Buwei, the other three are all in harmony with each other.
"There is really no need to rush."
At this moment, when Sikong Ma and Wei Liao were at odds, Gan Luo spoke up and expressed his support: "Before the teacher comes back, I have to send away Confucianism, Daoism, and Mo, and I can't lose the reputation of the miscellaneous family! Let's look at all the schools of thought, but I am the only one.
Zongheng’s ability!”
It is easy to ask God but difficult to send Him away.
It is easy to arrest the Confucian, Daoist and Mo family in the dungeon, but if you want to release them, you cannot directly invite them out. Then the Za family doesn't want to lose face?
Gan Luo will wait and see how to find a way to remedy the situation.
After watching the young man leave, Wei Liao returned to the case, pressed his eyebrows, and a chill flashed across his eyes.
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"Hold on! Get in!"
"Ouch! Be gentle!"
Han Fei was pushed down hard by the jailer, rubbed his shoulders, and muttered in a low voice: "Qin State Dungeon, I will never come to this kind of ghost place again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a mournful voice next to him: "What are you talking about? We are going to be killed!"
Han Fei raised his head and found that there were already more than a dozen Confucian disciples imprisoned in the cell. Most of them were pale, and some were even crying silently.
These people are all teenagers who have not yet reached their prime. When faced with such a huge change, they just sobbed softly, which is a manifestation of their fearlessness in the face of danger.
"Don't panic! Don't panic!"
Only Han Fei, who was less than ten years old, was the most optimistic. He said to the equally calm Li Si, "Brother, how about we make a bet on when Lu Buwei will let us out?"
"What?"
Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it.
Li Si then spoke: "The Zajia borrowed Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals this time to establish prestige, so we were unprepared. If the three schools of Confucianism, Mohism and Taoism really wanted to become enemies of the Zajia, would the teacher take us with him? No.
To protect us, even if the Gongshu family’s war machine is deployed, the teacher cannot be left behind!”
"Yes! Yes!"
Han Fei straightened his clothes and regained his graceful demeanor: "It's not a war to destroy the country. It's a life-and-death feud. The dragnet and the public transportation agencies were all dispatched to blow up the entire mansion. I don't know what to say!"
The Confucian disciples looked at each other, and finally someone asked: "Why is that so?"
Han Fei shrugged: "Who knows? Maybe that fat uncle is trying too hard!"
Li Si was also silent, his brows furrowed.
Both of them were a little puzzled, but Han Fei quickly put his worries behind him, took out an exquisite necklace from his chest, and said with a wicked smile: "Brother, I will take this as a bet. Within three days, that
Wei Liao will try his best to let us out, how about that?"
Li Si shook his head slightly: "I can't afford such a luxurious bet."
Han Fei laughed: "It doesn't matter! If I win by chance, my senior brother can just treat me to a year of drinking!"
"You are too young, the teacher does not allow you to drink."
Li Si was also infected by his optimism and squeezed out a smile: "Why Wei Liao?"
Han Fei winked and said, "People from the Strategist family have dirty hearts. I'm afraid he is the only one who can deal with such dirty things!"
Li Si nodded slightly: "That makes sense."
Han Fei was proud and leaned against the wall leisurely.
As night fell, the frightened Confucian disciples fell asleep one after another. Suddenly, the sound of the bronze door rising was heard, and a figure, surrounded by several jailers, walked towards here.
Li Si and Han Fei opened their eyes at the same time. The brothers were refreshed and looked outside, but their pupils suddenly shrank: