Although Fazang Confucianism held a high and powerful position, they never thought that they were the masters of the country. After all, Fazang Confucianism was an official of mountains and seas based on loyalty, benevolence and righteousness. Moreover, 6,000 years ago, if Qin Guixuan had not actively abandoned the throne of Emperor Qi Ying, he would have been the master of the country.
With Qin Tianjian representing the democratic system, this entire world of demon painters should have belonged to their Qin family!
The existence of the old Qin family was originally the royal family, but now that the legitimate son of the old Qin family has died and Qin Xiyao and Qin Xuan have appeared, then as long as one of them can take over most of the rights of Qin Tianjian and get the big
With the support of the majority of people, restoring the throne is a matter of just one sentence.
In this regard, Mr. Ge will never stop it.
But again, no one is willing to let a woman ride on his head, especially this group of elders who are somewhat pedantic in their thinking.
"So, what should we do with this child?"
Faced with this problem, Dong Gongyang gave a clear answer: "We will do our best to protect him to death!"
The good-for-nothing legitimate son of the old Qin family has died, and now Qin Xuan has become the better choice for the restoration of the throne that the elders want. They are the highest level of the power organization of Qintianjian, and naturally there are countless
This method can allow Qin Xuan to become a privileged class.
"What if Qin Xiyao stops it?"
"It would be better if she dared to do this!" Taixuan layman said: "Let the world see how she shamelessly competes with her brother for family property!"
"But Qin Xiyao is so powerful now, if she sends someone..."
"She doesn't dare." Zhu Fenshu said: "If she kills her own brother, even if the world knows that she is fighting for power and gain, the appearance may not be too ugly, and the political power obtained in this way will not be stable in the future. If this is Qin Maoling
, you will definitely not do such a stupid thing."
Then the results of this meeting of the cabinet elders will come out.
Faced with the destruction of the old Qin family and the establishment of the new Qin family, someone pretended to be Emperor Qi to stir up the situation, and Qin Xiyao wanted to restore the throne and consolidate the power of the world. However, the decision-making of the elders was very simple.
Just be prepared to choose the one that is better and easier to control.
Qin Xiyao is too powerful, but Qin Xuan is better to control.
Therefore, Qin Xuan was supported to fight against Qin Xiyao's faction, and by relying on the ancient common sense that men are the masters of the country, they could gradually erode the power possessed by Qin Xiyao, and eventually overthrow the democratic system of Qin Tianjian and let Qin Xuan sit on Qi
Win the throne of the Emperor!
"So who should be sent to protect and access him?"
This candidate must be loyal to the elders and have a positive attitude towards the Qi State regime. Most importantly, this person must have a spirit of sacrifice and be able to risk his life at critical moments to complete the mission.
Wang Haolao said: "I do have a candidate."
At this moment, everyone looked at Wang Haolao in surprise. If you want to be an undercover agent, just be an undercover agent. They are not afraid that this kid will be exposed. It is all a conspiracy anyway. Even if Qin Xiyao finds out, what can she do?
, does she still dare to kill her own brother?
But Wang is so old...
"How old, you are an undercover agent," Zhu Fenshu said, "I think Qin Xiyao is going to cry."
Wang Haolao: "..."
"I'm really not an undercover agent! And you will also find this person I recommend suitable!" After Wang Haolao finished speaking, he said to the door: "Come in."
Looking at the figure pushing the door open, the elders frowned. However, as Wang Haolao said, this person did meet all their requirements. He was loyal, fearless, and could sacrifice himself for the sake of justice.
everything...
"How old," Han Baidai glanced at Wang Haolao and said with admiration: "You are really good at using this trick."
"No, no, no, I just..." Wang Haolao's mouth curled up slightly: "I made what I think is the right choice!"
The content and final decision of the meeting with Mr. Ge were prepared early in the morning, and before the meeting, they prepared the people they wanted. It has to be said that the person who can sit in the position of Mr. Ge, even if he looks playful and smiling, will never
You don't know the true face behind his smiling face.
Wang Haolao: I'm really not an undercover agent. I was just determined to jump back from the beginning...
Chapter 321: Xuandu
China, a world that once gave birth to a great civilization, is now falling apart and dilapidated. The originally most intact piece of land in China has become the current Eastern Upper World, and more fragments have turned into human beings and scattered
In the void, their number is almost endless.
And among these many human worlds, there is such a small unknown world.
To be precise, it is a secret place of mountains and seas that almost makes anyone ignore the past.
As for why it is subconsciously avoided by the world, it is because in this secret realm, there lives a terrifying and powerful man who is far beyond the imagination of all the demon painters in the world. He is Xuandu, a man who can bring down mountains and seas just by his name
An ancient existence that dares to act rashly.
On the quiet lotus pond, a winding stone bridge leads to the elegant little house in the center of the lake. This is a teahouse tens of meters square, and it also looks like an empty bookstore.
There is a low table in the middle, and a person is kneeling behind the table. This person is no different from ordinary humans. He has long black hair with strands of white hair. He looks like he is forty or fifty years old and has a square face.
The middle-aged man has that majesty between his brows. Even when he lowers his head to write, it still makes people feel a little inexplicable. It seems that everything you see is just a deception brought by your eyes. It really gets to him.
In front of you, you may realize what it means to be powerful that you will never be able to feel in your entire life.
"Now that you're here, come out."
Zuo Xuandu finished writing on one side of the scroll, then slowly put away the written part, spread out a blank page from the other end, and then started writing.
"jingle!"
Di Xi's voice echoed in the already peaceful Shuibo Pavilion, and the white gauze curtains hanging on three sides were floating in the wind amid the fragrance of lotus flowers.
"The supreme holder of the emperor's tin, the supreme holder of the Dao staff," Zuo Xuandu sat there, seemingly not raising his head to look at anyone, because his attention was on this newly conceived article. As for the person who came,
Who and what he is here for, he is not interested in knowing: "You are neither the supreme nor the supreme, so it is better to return this artifact as soon as possible, otherwise the artifact will backfire, and you should know the consequences."
"Hehehe..."
Under the bamboo hat, a creepy old laughter sounded. At some point, Emperor Qi, who was standing directly in front of Xuandu, slowly released his hold on Emperor Xi's hand, and looked at each other in this empty place.