The Great Qin Dynasty had 36 counties with the six roads and thirty-six counties, and Xianyang was not included in it, and it was directly under the jurisdiction.

Six roads: Dongguan Road, Xiliang Road, Nanyang Road, Beidi Road, Langya Road and Handan Road.

Three days later, Hanzhong County, Langya Road was located in the small sage village.

"Master, Master, there is big news, big news."

The boy in black cloth clothes ran to the book pavilion with something shouting.

The slender figure was standing motionless on the edge of the book pavilion with his back to the boy. His robe was snow-white and spotless.

Even the sun was embarrassed to leave a mottled tree shadow. His hair was ink black, which set off the poetic luster of the pearly white neck under his bun. His back was straight, as if in this tall and handsome figure of the poplar tree, it contained great tenacity.

The young man turned around and looked at the boy who was jogging all the way. He didn't smile, but his clear eyes seemed to be emitting a smile.

The young man in white is Zhang Liang, one of the three heroes of Qi and Lu.

"What happened? You're so panicked. You're not in the cafeteria at this point?"

A smile flashed in Zhang Liang's eyes. This child has good qualifications and kind heart. His only disadvantage is that he is a little lazy. He either wants to play or eat all day long, which is really worrying.

The young man was named A San, and he was an orphan picked up by Zhang Liang.

A San scratched his head and said with a silly smile: "Hehe, Master, you really understand me."

After saying that, he clapped his hands suddenly and said loudly to Zhang Liang: "By the way, Master, the disciples of the outer courtyard have heard news that Ying Zheng is dead! Let me come over and talk to you."

Zhang Liang was stunned, his face calmed down, he half-squatted on the ground and hugged A San's arms with both hands, and asked, "Really? Do the eldest and second brothers know?"

A San was stunned and said, "I should know. When I came, someone seemed to have informed my uncle and the others."

"Okay, I understand. You go to have a meal first, I'll go find them."

Zhang Liang was anxious to discuss the matter with his senior brother Fu Nian and his second senior brother Yan Lu. Without waiting for A San to answer, his figure disappeared in front of A San's eyes. The rest of A San scratched his head and muttered something.

......

"Junior brother, do you understand?"

Yan Lu is speaking, and his appearance makes people feel very handsome. Yan Lu is about forty years old, of medium figure, thin, and has wide shoulders. His black beard looks a little white and he is wearing a light white robe.

"Um."

Zhang Liang's brows were frowning. He knew that Ying Zheng would die, and that time coincided with the present, but when he knew the news exactly, he always felt something was wrong.

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang stood behind an old man, who was on the cushion on the ground. I had a long white beard, a pair of brown eyes were deeply entangled in the eye sockets, and a neat gray hair.

The two were speechless.

The old man spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "A few days ago, someone in Xianyang entered the innate world."

"who?"

Yan Lu and Zhang Liang's hearts suddenly tightened, and at this critical moment, Da Qin actually added another innate one.

The old man turned his back to the two, shook his head, and said, "I don't know."

Yan Lu looked at the old man who was in deep thought, said goodbye to the two of them, and walked out of the room alone.

a long time.

"Senior brother, we,"

It turns out that the old man is Zhang Liang and Yan Lu's senior brother, Fu Nian, who is also the only innate person in Confucianism.

Before Zhang Liang's words could be explained clearly, Fu Nian interrupted Zhang Liang's words.

"My junior brother, do whatever you want, and the little Shengxianzhuang will help you."

"Yes, senior brother."

After saying that, Zhang Liang walked out of the room with great concern. Zhang Liang understood that if something happened, Xiaoshengxianzhuang and Yan Lu would help him, but Fu Nian would not, because Fu Nian now represents not only Xiaoshengxianzhuang, but also the entire Confucianism.

Although Zhang Liang didn't want to admit it, the six kingdoms were indeed destroyed, and now the Qin Dynasty is the only choice for Confucianism.

Confucianism may not help the Great Qin, but Confucianism must not cause trouble. At least the Great Qin is the only dynasty on the surface now.

......

Nanyang Road Jiujiang County, Sanghai.

The warm sunshine passes through the slightest breath. It is comfortable and long. The fragrance of red sandalwood permeates the spring, filling the world with emptiness.

"Sir, Ying Zheng died three days ago."

The man in the blue shirt held a black chess in his hand. On the chessboard, the black chess was like a ghost, with real and real, and it was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Sitting opposite the man was an old man in a civilian. The old man sighed and said, "Fake it."

He also hoped that Ying Zheng would die like this, but this was just a kind of self-comfort. In his opinion, Ying Zheng would never die like this ridiculously.

Yes, ridiculous! In the old man's heart, Ying Zheng is definitely the most difficult person in the world to deal with. Now, some people say that his life and death enemy was dead like this? Several ninth-grade little thieves, plus a half-step innate, are still half-baked! Impossible, absolutely impossible!

The man in green clothes is called Tian Sheng, the head of the Tian family. If the Tian family is not famous, then some people have heard of it. The farmer's family in various schools is the leader of Tian Sheng.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Tian Sheng's eyes. If the accuracy of the matter could not be guaranteed, how could he dare to say such words? He is not a fool.

"Sir, Zhao Gao didn't do anything at that time."

Tian Sheng paused for a moment, a ray of light appeared in his eyes, and a peak-level aura suddenly burst out on the man, saying, "Sir, he is old!"

The old man knew what Tian Sheng meant, but that Ying Zheng was old, and Zhao Gao was also adding fuel to the fire. But he didn't think about it. Just because Zhao Gao, the eunuch, could he plot against that person?

As he thought about it, the old man became more and more angry and stood up angrily. He was steaming on his head, and a few shiny beads of sweat were placed on the tip of his nose. His eyebrows were angrily raised, but his mouth was grinning down, and he said anxiously: "Is he old? What do you little kids understand? Back then..."

Tian Sheng's face changed and he said, "Sir, it seems that you don't plan to take action anymore. It's okay, we can understand that your achievements are not easy after all."

The old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, his wrinkled face turned red, pointed his finger at Tian Sheng, and cursed Tian Sheng angrily. Tian Sheng snorted coldly, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes. Sir? But that's it!

Tian Sheng left, and the old man's angry body suddenly sat on the stone board. He didn't understand why young people nowadays always don't listen to their predecessors.

This accident will kill people. The old man recalled the past. That year, there was such a young man who was more aware than the sky and did not listen to advice. What was the result? He left peacefully.

Well, in fact, he died so badly that he couldn't even keep a whole body. Finally, gradually, his husband's name became more and more famous.

die?

Who can not be afraid?

The old man looked at the sky that had just been cloudless, but in a blink of an eye, there were dark clouds.

Sang Hai shook his dark blue scales as if flashing, making a roaring sound. The waves in the back pushed the waves forward, rushing forward day and night.

But after a while, the tide came to the old man with a thunderous sound, rushing and frothing, the big ones were like melons, the small ones were like beans, and the broken silver in the river was pouring wildly.

The downpour of rain seemed to suggest something...
Chapter completed!