Qin Dynasty snare people

The world is criss-crossed, and who can understand that the world is like a chess game?

Han Fei smiled slightly, looked at Zhang Liang with a solemn expression, picked up the black piece on the side, slowly dropped it, and said lightly: There are some things that are not urgent, just like this chess game, even if it is a dead game, how can you know that you can't do it? Put yourself to death and survive, turn danger into safety, and even profit from it.

Crack!

As soon as the son fell, his voice was clear and sweet, and at the same time it revealed Han Fei's innate confidence and powerful persuasiveness.

Brother Han, you have learned a lesson!

Zhang Liang nodded seriously when he heard this, but then he looked at Han Fei's move, his expression gradually became weird, and couldn't help but said: Brother Han, if you make this move, you will lose everything.

Ahem, playing chess is for entertainment. How can you be obsessed with winning or losing? Zifang, you're in trouble!

Han Fei coughed dryly, quietly disrupted the chessboard, and said seriously.

Brother Han, you are right no matter what.

Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei helplessly and said softly.

Zhang Liang, who was as gentle as jade, couldn't deal with Han Fei's rogue behavior, and he was easily manipulated.

Zifang, please clean up. I'll ask how far it is.

Han Fei's old face was not red at all. He smiled, got up and walked out of the carriage. This time he came out not to enjoy sightseeing.

good!

Zhang Liang nodded in response.

On the other side, Han Fei had already stepped out of the carriage, and a breeze with rain blew over his face, which was extremely refreshing.

Lord Sikou.

The soldiers driving the carriage on the side saw Han Fei coming out and greeted him respectfully.

Han Fei nodded slightly, looked at the surrounding scenery, and asked the soldiers, Where are you?

Already approaching the hills.

The soldier heard this and said in a deep voice.

So, we can arrive before tonight.

Han Fei nodded and thought in his heart. At the same time, he was secretly looking forward to meeting his junior brother again.

I just don’t know what it will be like when we meet again this time.

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As evening approached, the light rain gradually stopped.

Many of the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, became thinner, and drifted away with the wind. From time to time, the breeze blew by, causing the raindrops on the branches and leaves to slip and drip on the carriage below, splashing and scattering on those standing around. On the soldiers.

The soldiers standing around were indifferent to the cold rain. They stood at their posts with expressionless faces, guarding the houses behind them.

Although South Korea was weak during the Warring States Period, it was compared to other countries, but the combat effectiveness and quality of its soldiers were not bad.

Or it should be said that none of the soldiers of the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period was bad.

The word Warring States is not a joke.

Countries are either at war or on the road to war. This war has lasted for hundreds of years and has not stopped yet.

The house guarded by the soldiers was not big, just a simple private house.

From the eaves and walls of the house, it is easy to see that this house has just been renovated. However, there are two white lanterns hanging at the door of the house, and paper money is scattered around. You can see the items placed inside through the open door. There was a coffin inside, which made the atmosphere much more solemn and silent.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang were in the house at the moment, checking the cause of death of the body.

Zhang Liang also looked at the surrounding environment very carefully.

The mourning hall and the soldiers standing guard around it were obviously deliberately arranged, because the person who died this time had an unusual identity. He was an envoy of the State of Qin, so even if it was just a pretense, the place had to be made solemn and solemn.

At least that's what it seems.

Especially when envoys from the State of Qin are coming, South Korea must show their determination to solve the problem, at least on the surface, and cannot find fault with others.

Kacha~

Han Fei's autopsy was not slow. He quickly recorded what he wanted and closed the coffin. In fact, everyone knew that it didn't matter who killed the Qin envoy. What mattered was that he died in On the territory of South Korea, and this person is also an envoy of the Qin State.

Represents the state of Qin.

South Korea must give an explanation to Qin. This is the face of a country.

Tianze's methods are really cruel.

Zhang Liang looked at his surroundings and then looked at the corpse in the coffin. After just one glance, he couldn't help but frown and said in a deep voice.

During this period, the boy saw more corpses than in previous years combined.

Tianze wants to provoke a war between the two countries and demonstrate at the same time.

Han Fei said calmly, not having much opinion about the corpse. The person who died was from Qin. Tianze was the one who did it, and Luo Yan might have been involved behind the scenes.

This matter was too complicated. Han Fei came here just to go through the procedures, dragging along the new envoys from Qin to test the attitude of the envoys from Qin, so as to facilitate South Korea's subsequent response.

Fight or make peace.

This all takes time to discuss.

Thinking of Tianze, Han Fei also looked a little solemn.

The hatred of the country and the destruction of the family, plus the hatred of being imprisoned for more than ten years, if this kind of person is not handled well, it will be a disaster for South Korea, just like now.

Ninth Young Master, the envoy from the State of Qin has arrived!

At this moment, a general guarding outside the house suddenly pushed the door open and said in a deep voice.

The moment he heard this, Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei. A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. He was obviously surprised that Qin's new envoy arrived so quickly.

Let's go out and take a look.

When Han Fei heard this, his eyes flashed, as if he was not surprised by this incident. He looked at Zhang Liang and smiled, then nodded and said.

Zhang Liang nodded and followed Han Fei out. What caught his eye was the group of people in the distance.

I saw it on the trail not far away.

The leader was a young man in a robe, about the same age as Han Fei, with deep eyes and a faint smile on his lips. Different from the casual smiles of Han Fei and Luo Yan, it was a smile that was extremely confident in himself. The whole person looked high-spirited, and there seemed to be a breeze accompanying him as he walked.

It feels very proud.

Eight soldiers wearing Qin's black armor followed him and walked over slowly.

Along the way, after the Korean soldiers saw the token in the hands of the opposing Qin soldiers, they let them go without daring to stop them at all. They even looked at each other with strong awe.

That is accumulated from years of war.

When South Korea and Qin were at war, it was like an egg touching a stone.

It's not that the Korean soldiers are timid, but that they have been defeated so many times that they have lost confidence.

There are not many legions in the world that can compete with Qin without being weak.

Look at the person coming.

Han Fei's eyes were slightly solemn, and he put away his previous casualness with a touch of solemnity. However, the casual smile at the corner of his mouth was still there, and he was instantly intertwined with the visitor's eyes.

At this moment, the two of them seemed to have been in love for a long time.

Brush~

Li Si raised his hand to stop the following Qin troops, who also had orders and prohibitions. The moment Li Si raised his hand, he stopped and stood on both sides without a trace of noise.

Orderly and terrifying.

The envoy of the State of Qin, Li Si, has met the Ninth Young Master.

Li Si slowly took a few steps forward. When he was treating Han Fei about the same, he stopped. He was not interested in the other people in the room or the coffin. He just stared at Han Fei who was also looking at him, folding his hands. He said urgently.

The last time we parted, Li Si was alone, while Han Fei was the ninth son of South Korea, a noble son of the royal family.

And meet here.

Li Si has stepped onto the stage he wanted and became Qin's envoy, able to speak on behalf of Qin.

And this time.

He could finally look head-on, or even look down at his former talented senior brother who was deeply loved by his teacher.

Junior brother, long time no see.

Han Fei looked at Li Si, the solemn look in his eyes slowly dissipated, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he spoke softly.

Junior brother? Sure enough...

When Zhang Liang, a young man standing next to Han Fei, heard this, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes. He knew before that the new envoy and Han Fei had a close relationship, but he never thought that they were brothers from the same school. Just looking at the atmosphere between the two, it seems that there is no friendship between brothers, but a feeling of being on the same level.

Of course, this is Zhang Liang's intuition.

Senior brother doesn't seem surprised by my arrival.

Li Si also laughed, his arrogance subdued, his attitude seemed to have softened a lot, and he asked Han Fei.

Such a big thing happened this time. If we haven't investigated clearly who the new envoy is, wouldn't it seem that I am too incompetent, senior brother? It's just that my junior brother came a little late.

Han Fei looked at Li Si, smiled, and said slowly.

The journey is long, and after all it is not as convenient as Senior Brother. I have made Senior Brother wait for a long time.

Li Si smiled apologetically and responded softly.

Zhang Liang watched the exchange of words between the two people, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Junior brother, let's talk?

Han Fei suggested.

Long time no see, Li Si has exactly what he means.

Li Si looked at Han Fei, nodded and chuckled.

After all, the two sides are brothers. Even if they want to kill South Korea, they must say hello first and then attack.

It's not like Li Si can't even wait for this little time and effort.

He has no shortage of patience.

Under Zhang Liang's gaze, these strange pair of junior brothers walked together towards the creek not far away.

Walking and chatting, the atmosphere is great.

Very much like a couple.

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Baixiang Palace.

For the past two days, Luo Yan almost ate, drank, and slept on the soft couch, unable to get off at all. He was like a fisherman who was busy chasing the sea without a moment's rest.

Mrs. Mingzhu felt that Luo Yan was about to leave, so she tried her best in the past two days, almost breaking Luo Yan's waist.

I have to go give him some medicine tonight~

Mrs. Mingzhu reluctantly stood up from Luo Yan, explained softly, and then started to change clothes in front of Luo Yan.

The speed of changing clothes was not very fast, as if I was changing them specially for someone to see.

Luo Yan was also fascinated by it.

Women are indeed beautiful when they change their clothes.

Of course, the premise is that the woman has a good figure and temperament, otherwise changing clothes will never achieve this effect.

And Mrs. Mingzhu is undoubtedly the former, her figure is so good that it’s foul.

After a long time, Mrs. Mingzhu was fully dressed.

She is wearing a purple-black dress with her neck cut very low, her face is like a hibiscus, her eyebrows are like slender willows, and her eyes are more charming than peach blossoms. She is very attractive. Against the backdrop of the purple-black dress, her skin is as beautiful as snow. Her black hair was pulled into a high bun, her pearls were slightly swaying in her steps, her lips were smiling, and her charm revealed dignity.

A perfect fusion of two contradictory temperaments.

At this moment, Mrs. Mingzhu is the wife of a country, with a perfect temperament.

It gives people a strong impulse to conquer.

For the first time, I feel that your eyes are not as beautiful as mine.

Luo Yan looked at Mrs. Mingzhu, who was fully clothed, looked into her eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed with regret on his face.

Really?

When Mrs. Mingzhu heard this, the smile on her pretty face was a little thicker. She looked at Luo Yan and said slowly, stepping on high heels and twisting her wonderful waist, like a queen, with a great aura. After a few minutes, he forced himself towards Luo Yan.

Luo Yan quickly said with a smile: Who let me have you in my eyes, but you only have me in your eyes.

Mrs. Mingzhu rolled her eyes charmingly, covered her mouth and smiled softly: Glib, whatever you want to eat tonight, I will have someone prepare it for you.

Doesn't Madam still know what I want to eat?

Luo Yan's dog paw touched Madam Mingzhu's little hand irregularly and said seriously.

Stop messing around, we have to go out later.

Mrs. Mingzhu stood up and distanced herself from Luo Yan, her mature sister's voice was somewhat helpless.

She also wanted to be with Luo Yan Niwai, but Han Wangan's body couldn't bear it and he had to take medicine to maintain it. If he didn't take it for a period of time, he would easily get into trouble.

I'm waiting for you.

Luo Yan looked at the dignified Mrs. Mingzhu, licked his lips and said with a bad smile.

Mrs. Mingzhu rolled her eyes at Luo Yan, stood up and walked out of the palace, intending to deal with King Han as soon as possible.

As he walked out of the palace door.

Mrs. Mingzhu's expression also changed. Her smile became a little fake for a moment. She glanced at the door and lowered her head to wait for the maid. With the aura of a lady, she said coldly: Let's go.

Yes, ma'am.

The maid responded respectfully without looking inside the room, not even changing her gaze at all.

After following Mrs. Mingzhu for so many years, she knows exactly how to survive.

Listen less, see less, speak less, care less

After Mrs. Mingzhu left, Luo Yan became bored.

He now understood why Mrs. Mingzhu was pestering him so much, and she was extremely possessive, almost yandere. If he had stayed in such a palace for a long time, he would probably have gotten sick.

It's so distressing.

Fortunately, you have me!

Luo Yan sighed in his heart, and then thought of Ying Zheng: I don't know if Ying Zheng will arrive, why don't you go and meet Honglian?

After all, it is not very convenient for him to leave the palace now, and there are a lot of people outside the palace who have to deal with him.

And just when Luo Yan was thinking about these things.

Huhu~

The temperature in the room suddenly plummeted, and a cold wind swept through, blowing the curtains.

At the same time, a large amount of forest-white cold air emerged from the crack in the door and filled the air. The originally ajar door was instantly pushed open, and at the same time a figure appeared from the cold mist.

Wearing a striking scarlet robe, long silver hair, and a cold and pale face.

All of them explained the identity of the visitor.

Bloody Marquis, Bai Yifei.