Da Qin: I became a purple girl

Chapter 49

Outside Xinzheng City, the carriage was driving slowly, and just after walking for a few miles, he saw a person stopping in front of the carriage.

"Waiting for you for a long time!"

Han Fei looked at the carriage, smiled lightly and shook the flagon in his hand, and quietly looked at Yan Lingji who got out of the carriage.

"Sure enough, you are here, sister Zi Nu said. Zi Lanxuan suffered a huge loss this time, and the account will be recorded in the name of the ninth son. Please settle it as soon as possible."

Han Fei was embarrassed for a while, thinking about his empty purse, and smiled shyly, not knowing how to answer the question for a while.

Just as Han Fei was thinking about how to get rid of Zi Nu, the compartment of the carriage opened again, and Ying Zheng, dressed in white, slowly got out of the carriage.

When they came to Han Fei, the two smiled tacitly.

The four eyes met, and they walked towards the pavilion in the distance like a spiritual stream in their hearts.

Seeing Han Fei ignoring her, Yan Lingji snorted coldly and returned to the carriage.

On a white horse next to the carriage, Ge Nie's hand was always on the hilt of the sword.

His eyes moved with Ying Zheng's steps and never left Ying Zheng's body.

"Young Master Shang is here in Qin, please take care of it!"

Han Fei picked up the fine wine that had been prepared, poured two glasses, handed them to Ying Zheng, toasted them lightly and said meaningfully.

"The danger of Ba Linglong has been resolved, sir, do you think there is something wrong with me on my return trip from Xianyang?"

"Whether there will be another accident on Mr. Shang's return journey, Han Fei can't predict it. However, there are people in Qin who can predict things in advance."

Ying Zheng's heart moved, and he couldn't help but think of Zi Nu's words. Looking at Han Fei, he said lightly, "Please speak clearly, sir."

"The former Qin envoy was assassinated in Korea for only five days. The new Qin envoy has already appeared in Xinzheng. Following Mr. Shang's trip to South Korea, there may have been turbulent waves in Qin. Now the beast of power has opened its fangs, even if Mr. Shang Returning to Qin State, I am afraid that the situation will be even more dangerous."

Ying Zheng felt the same words as Zi Nu, and looked up at the everlasting bright moon.

"I heard that the master once said that you want 99% of the seven kingdoms. I don't know if the master's law is the law of one country or the law of the world."

"Mr. Shang is very well informed!" Han Fei smiled, then his face sank, and he said seriously: "The people of the seven countries have been suffering from the troubled times for a long time, and it is Han Fei's idea that all the masters and hundreds of schools have their own ways of saving the world and rule the world with the law. long-cherished wish."

Ying Zheng looked at Han Fei's somewhat lonely back, and understood his status, and it was doomed that his ideas could not be fully displayed.

But I still want to help him and try to help myself again.

"Mr. is willing to join hands with me to implement this long-cherished wish. Create a world of 99 together."

To this extent, Han Fei also understood that Ying Zheng was sincere.

However, as the ninth son of South Korea, such an identity made him unable to back down half a step. Born in South Korea, he was destined to do everything for South Korea in this life.

"I don't know whether in Mr. Shang's heart, this 99 is the world of Qin, or the world of South Korea."

"The Great Zhou ruled the world for 800 years. Confucius wrote the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Warring States Period was divided into seven heroes. The world is divided into divisions and unions. In the end, it is always the common people who suffer."

"Oh!" Ying Zheng's words caught Han Fei a little surprised. He drank all the wine in his glass and asked in surprise, "Mr. Shang also dabbles in Confucianism?"

"Mr. learned from Confucianism and created magic arts. With the great achievements of the two schools, I naturally think about it more deeply. The 99 in my heart should be the world of law and the teaching of Confucianism."

"What Mr. Shang said won my heart!" Han Fei exclaimed.

Seeing Han Fei's words, Ying Zheng stood up proudly and said confidently, "I want to forge a sword of the Son of Heaven. You are the one who makes the sword, and I am willing to be the one who holds it!"

The ambition of revenge was fully revealed. At this moment, Han Fei couldn't help but think of Zi Nu's proposal to keep Ying Zheng in Korea.

With a chill in his heart, he said solemnly: "The law of heaven and earth must be carried out without hesitation."

"Sir, would you like to join me in building this dream of one country through the ages?"

Han Fei smiled a little ugly, looking at King Qin who was a few years younger than himself, a deep sense of fear came to his heart.

Ask yourself, if it weren't for the Korean son, facing such a king, Han Fei might have agreed to work for him at this moment.

However, there is no such word in the world, and he shook his head in self-deprecating manner. At this moment, Han Fei understood why Zi Nu chose to win the government instead of helping himself.

"Mr. Shang, please redeem Han Fei and cannot agree. Both of us have our own battlefields. Please forgive me for the unpredictable future!"

"Alas!" Ying Zheng sighed softly, and said flatly, "If it's true as she said, we can't go together at all."

The last invitation was also what Ying Zheng longed for the most. Even though he knew it was just delusional, Ying Zheng felt an indescribable depression when he heard that Han Fei rejected him personally.

"Miss Zi Nu's book once said: Everyone is doomed to achieve his life's achievements when he is born. This is the past, but she wants to tell the world. Princes, generals, and relatives! You and I Each has its own destiny, and in this long river of time, they are all insignificant existences. In the future, I hope that in their respective battlefields, they can all achieve their wishes!"

Ying Zheng raised his arms and looked at Han Fei.Relatively silent, similar people, two people who are confidants to each other, but in this turbid world, it is destined to be difficult to work together.

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Among the ruins of the collapsed Zilanxuan, Zinu looked at the black and white Xuanjian who had already made no sound.

Picking up the twin swords that had lost their owners, he raised his hand, a flash of sword light flashed, and he walked out of the ruins step by step, holding the head with a relieved smile on his face.

In the Palace of the King of Han, the old King of Han was hugging the beautiful Mrs. Hu, as if he didn't care about the beacon fire in Xinzheng City.

"You seem happy?"

Accompanied by the cold words, the door of the bedroom suddenly shattered, and several chains danced behind a person in the darkness, as if they were coming from hell.

"Tian...Tianze!" King Han looked at the person who appeared in horror, his arms trembling uncontrollably, and Mrs. Hu was already huddled in a corner at this time.

"There are people coming...!"

Realizing that the situation was not good, King Han immediately wanted to call for help, but it was a step too late.

He saw a chain coming to his eyes in an instant, at the moment of life and death, Han Wang's eyes were about to burst, and he subconsciously wanted to resist.

For no reason, a terrifying power rose from within his body, and a terrifying sword energy burst out of his body, blocking Tianze's attack.

One move failed, just when Tianze was about to strike again, he saw King Han bleeding from his seven orifices, and his body went limp.

This situation made Tianze frown for a while, and came to Han Wang's side, raised his hand and touched the pulse gate, only to find that Han Wang had no life left.

Frowning tightly, he looked at Hu Meiren who was curled up beside him, knowing that he would not dare to stay for a long time, so he quickly left the palace.

(End of this chapter)