"Don't talk nonsense. Do you know if there are any Zhang family members among this crowd? The Zhang family cannot resist the Qin army. Killing you is not much harder than killing a chicken."

"..."

The people watching chatted and dispersed, most of them not paying attention to the dispute between Qin Jun and Zhang Liang that appeared in front of them.

Zhang Liang led the horse and the sledgehammer, heading towards the Zhang Mansion.

His expression was as usual, but the panic in his heart was much more. He had been thinking about a question.

The man Ying Chengyu stayed in Xinzheng was able to mobilize the Qin army stationed in Xinzheng.

Can the people Ying Chengyu left in other cities in Han Dynasty mobilize the local Qin army?

If possible.

So Renhe is not exclusive to Zhang Liang.

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Chang'an Junfu.

"Uncle Lu!"

By the pond.

Lu Buwei looked helpless.

Ying Chengyu hugged Lu Buwei's body and shook and cried. The fishing rod swayed in Lu Buwei's hand and the fish floated in the water.

Sound and tears are called crying.

A howl without tears is called a howl.

Silent tears are called weeping.

Ying Chenglong is just howling.

"Uncle Lu, that Zhang Liang is too much of a bully. He said that you, Lu Buwei, are just mediocre and that your writing of "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" is nonsense. Uncle Lu, it's okay if he doesn't look down on me. He doesn't even look down on you.

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"Even if you don't want to be acquainted with him, he has slandered the "Lu Spring and Autumn" that you worked so hard to compile, and every word of it is worth a thousand dollars. This is just sitting on your head and shitting, and I can't bear it anymore!"

Lu Buwei helped Ying Chengxuan straighten up.

"Say what you say and don't touch me. It scared away all my fish that I could have caught."

Ying Chengyu grabbed the fishing line and pulled hard.

The silver needle drew an arc in the air, scattering some water drops, and was held by Ying Chengyu in his hand.

"Uncle Lu, you use this to fish. It's too much to blame me for scaring away the fish and making it impossible for you to catch them."

Lu Buwei took the silver needle back from Ying Chengyu's hand, swung the fishing rod, and threw the silver needle back into the pool.

"I rebelled and helped you become the King of Qin. It's okay if you don't help. But you still use the armored door I helped you train to attack me. Isn't this too much?"

"But I don't want to be the King of Qin. Look, Brother Huang, isn't he doing a good job? Why are you just staring at me?"

Old God Lu Buwei will say no more, and those who continue to wish will take the bait.

He and Ying Chengyu had said similar words countless times, and they really didn't want to waste any more time.

"Uncle Lu, you see that Uncle Meng has regained his second youth. He went to the frontier to fight the Huns. How can you live here with me for your old age?"

Ying Chengyu shook wildly again, which made Lu Buwei feel dizzy.

There is no way to fish in this situation.

Lu Buwei simply threw the fishing rod away and lay on his back on the soft couch with fine stitching under him, closing his eyes and basking in the sun. He really looked like an old man in his seventies who loved the warm sun.

Shake it, I won’t fish anymore.

Ying Chengyu didn't move, he sighed deeply and started to leave.

"Why do you value that boy named Zhang Liang so highly?"

Lu Buwei closed his eyes and said that he knew that Ying Chengyu and Zhang Liang had a gambling fight.

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Chapter completed!