This sounds very reasonable, but it doesn't make sense.

The father is kind and the son is filial, but how can the life and death between the father and son be concluded by one word?

The father and son looked at each other with a smile, but were ruthless.

However, Qin Tan Gong nodded.

"There is no reason in this world, it's all your own reason. You're right." Qin Tan Gong nodded, "Our ending is good and very successful."

Qin Mei smiled and said nothing.

When Qin Tan Gong looked at him, there seemed to be nothing to say.

Although they were father and son, they had been together for only a few years, and then they had not seen each other for more than ten years. Apart from the so-called blood relationship, he was not as familiar to Qin Tan Gong as the guards around him.

It is not unfamiliar to being unfamiliar with it. Qin Tan Gong looked at the young man who had never taken another step forward. His flying eyebrows were very familiar, and he had a somewhat portrait of him when he was a teenager.

In fact, there are some things that can be said, such as when I was a child, I raised him on my shoulder to pick fruits from trees, and then he was scared to tears. It was not good, and girls were timid, after all, they pretended to be girls at that time.

For example, why did he pretend to be a girl? His previous brothers died in life. There are so many generals in the world. Why did Qin Tan Gong kill too much and get retribution? God's will? There is no such will in this world. Just look at King Qian. King Qian has mastered the will of heaven and hanged himself with a rope to leave a sick son to survive.

For example, what is the will of heaven? The will of heaven is the need of Chu Yuanzhu. When he needs it, Xiliang is a demon and ghost. He wants to use the whole country to destroy it. The soldiers are heroes. The people die and sacrifice their lives for the country. When he doesn't need it, Xiliang is a gentle cat and dog. The soldiers and the people have to endure humiliation and bear the burden, and they are the sinners who ruin the stability of the Great Zhou.

And the soldiers and the people still regard it as heaven, and they don’t know that they are just chess pieces on the human chessboard and don’t care.

The world is just a chessboard, and all living beings are just chess pieces. He should not be a chess piece, he should be a chess-holder.

In order to do this, he can give up his sister and do everything he can.

These messy pasts are too many, and I can’t remember them clearly.

For example, sometimes when I look at the little emperor, it is like seeing him. Before I can teach him how to read and write, I can’t learn the identity of a girl who set up a formation...

Since it is the past, there is no need to say it.

After all, in the past, he finally chose to give up his son. Even if he had just stepped down at that time, he could avoid this choice. Of course, there were troubles after resigning, but any choice was troublesome. Later, he did the killing of the emperor, and he had done a lot of trouble. He had done it yet.

The difference is who is more important at that moment.

He chose himself.

It’s all this time, whether it’s warm or ruthless, it’s the same.

Who and who are actually strangers, so that's it.

Duke Qin Tan smiled at Qin Mei, closed his eyes and lowered his head.

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.....

There is a quiet place on the top of the mountain.

Shan Feng looked through his head and found that there was no danger, so he swung over and swung over, stirring up a burst of dust mixed with grass clippings, and hit the three people who were sitting down and seemed to be asleep.

No one cares about this annoying autumn wind.

Until there are footsteps.

"Go away, take the person away."

Xue Qing, who was sitting down with his head down, said in a faint voice.

Qin Mei, who had just turned around and took a step on the rock, turned her head and said, "What?"

The woman behind her sat cross-legged and her head and shoulders lowered, and said, "This is the mountain of the Four Masters, and no one else is left here."

Qin Mei said: "Call the Four Masters Mountain and see if it agrees."

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.....

Xue Qing raised his head but did not look at Qin Mei: "Take your father's body away, otherwise I will throw him down the mountain and be crushed to pieces."

Qin Mei sneered: "Who cares? Do I care or do the dead care?"

He paused for a moment and turned his foot, jumped down the rock, and got here in three or two steps. Looking at the body of Qin Tangong who was still sitting with a broken halberd, he reached out and picked it up to the edge of the cliff without hesitation.

People fell in the mountains where the fog was dissipating. It was clear at first, but gradually turned into a black dot, and then disappeared.

Like a stone.

People are like stones, and in the end they are all a handful of earth.

Qin Mei turned around and walked away, without saying anything or looking at Xue Qing again, and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is quieter.

Xue Qing looked at the faces of the four masters who were still smiling in front of him, raised his hand and rubbed his face.

"Sir, sir, I really can't do anything to you. You have said the last sentence, and you still don't forget to praise yourself." She said, smiling, and nodding again, "God, okay, you are like me, all are immortals. This time I won't refute you."

She stood up with force and shook her blood wounds. She let out a long breath to look around.

"Okay, I, the god who is still in the world, bury you."

She stepped back and looked carefully, muttering that there was no Fengshui treasure land here and there, and she could see the best scenery without being blown by the wind or being exposed to the sun and rain. After a while, she chose a place, picked up the weapons that had been scattered before and dug out a place to sit, picked up the four masters and put them in.

"It's too hasty, and there are no good wine and food to put in for you."

"It's okay. If you want to eat, just go there and steal it. Others couldn't see you before, and now you can't see it."

"Hahaha, then it's actually the same thing, there's no difference."

While talking to herself, she filled the soil and stones back into the pit, and gradually buried the four masters until she finally built a small stone bag.

This is the end.

A person's life...

Xue Qing's expression flashed with a hint of confusion, but she smiled again.

"Better than me, I didn't even have a trash in my life." She said, and she fell down as if she had exhausted her strength, leaned against the stone bag, lowered her head and coughed a few times, and her mouth and nose were shaking bleeding. She raised her hand to wipe it off, feeling the pain all over her body.

What to do next?

Have a sleep here?

Maybe I can't wake up after sleeping.

Damn, this is a human being, it's really troublesome. You can't die if you hurt like this, because the time is not there.

The autumn wind on the top of the mountain circled back and forth even more unscrupulously, not knowing what fun toys to find, making a clattering sound.

Xue Qing looked over and saw a bright yellow scroll swaying in the wind from the gravel.

As Xue Qing looked at it, he pushed up the iron bars he had already picked up before and walked over to the other side. He bent over and pulled away the gravel and picked up the scroll. He didn't look at it, shaking off the gravel dust and iron bars and walked down the mountain behind him.

"I'm leaving, and I won't come to see you anymore. If you want to see me, just do it yourself. If you don't want to, it's okay."

She raised her hand and did not look back.

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.........

One morning, the mountains came and went, and the bustle was full of life and death. The high mountains and clouds covered the mountain without knowing it.

The people at the foot of the mountain are also bustling with life and death.

The horse's hooves were shaking, and the sound of fighting continued to come.

Not only the soldiers and black armored guards at the foot of the mountain, but also from afar.

The ministers surrounded by layers of soldiers gathered together, and at this time they did not divide anyone and whoever. Anyway, as long as they are not Qin Tan Gong.

"The most important thing now is on the mountain." Song Yuan struggled to get up and shouted angrily, "Don't worry about the siege outside, you want to go up the mountain, Your Highness is on the mountain."

"Mr. Song, the Four Masters are much safer on the mountain than here we are here." Wang Lieyang said.

"But those four masters are unreliable!" Song Yuan shouted.

Wang Lieyang looked at him without mocking or refuting, but smiled bitterly: "Mr. Song, if that's true, there is no need to go up the mountain."

Everyone knows that Qin Tan Gong is very powerful. With the addition of the four masters, even Qin Tan Gong's soldiers and horses are against each other, everyone can't do anything to them.

Everyone present knew this truth and a sigh sounded again.

"Is the Great Zhou going to perish?" Several older officials whispered sadly.

Of course, Song Yuan didn't believe this and even made a fuss to go up the mountain, but now it was not something he could do. Fortunately, the black armored guards did not come, otherwise it would be impossible to sit here if they were attacked from front and back at this moment.

The noise of horse hooves approached in the distance, and the officials immediately stood up.

"What? Called in?"

"What should I do?"

Wang Lieyang still sat down and shouted: "Sit down, what's the traitors have to fear?"

The officials sat down, and General Hu stepped forward quickly, looking happy.

"Zhao Ye, it's Lord Du's soldiers." He shouted, "The Qin thief's soldiers have been defeated."
To be continued...