I played the King live broadcast, and the ancient emperor was confused!

Chapter 22 Fan Ma Confucius: Am I a skinny little old man in the game of immortals?

"Why can't I communicate with the anchor? What's the situation when the number of speeches has been exhausted?"

"Can you two still communicate with the anchor?"

Li Si and Zhao Gao looked at the number of speeches they had made.

"I have seven more speeches left."

"This slave has two more speeches left."

Ying Zheng was slightly startled: "You two have spoken so few times?"

He has been communicating with the anchor.

Not to mention hundreds, there are dozens of them!

The ministers below also spoke one after another.

Du Yan said that the number of times he spoke was no more than three or five.

So don’t dare to communicate with the anchor easily!
"It seems like I am so lucky that I don't know how lucky I am!"

Ying Zheng had no choice but to communicate with the anchor.

I can only suppress the anger in my heart!

"Li Si, immediately send someone to recall Fusu and Mengtian from the Great Wall!"

"I would like to ask myself, what did this rebellious son Fusu learn from Meng Tian?"

"How did my Great Qin Empire be defeated by this traitor?!"

Ying Zheng thought of Fu Su.

The image of that graceful and elegant young man appeared in his mind.

Fusu is the prince most like him.

He is resolute and brave, believes in people and strives for success, is humane, and has political foresight.

I just don't understand his thoughts and often contradict him with blunt advice.

He sent him to Shangjun to supervise the army and assist General Meng Tian in building the Great Wall to resist the Huns.

Add some true knowledge and insights, so that he can shoulder the burden of Qin for him in the future.

But in the end, Great Qin II died?

This made Fusu's image collapse in Ying Zheng's heart!
"Fusu, what exactly is in your mind?"

Ying Zheng's eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he was looking at Fusu even though he was thousands of miles away!

Ying Zheng's palace is not far away.

The corners of young Xiang Yu's mouth rose crazily.

"The Great Qin II will perish. I will be in my prime by then, so I should make a difference!"

This time, Xiang Yan and Xiang Liang rarely criticized Xiang Yu.

Instead, he started to think about something.

"If the Second Emperor of Great Qin dies, the world will inevitably be in chaos again!"

"Times make heroes! We must take advantage of this opportunity, prepare our troops and wait for the opportunity."

"When the world is in chaos, we can use the reputation of the Xiang family and the Chu State to rise up."

"Revive the glory of Chu! Take back the glory that belongs to us!"

Xiang Yan and Xiang Liang were making gestures on the old desk.

It seems that we are building a beautiful blueprint for the future!

Xiang Yu clenched his fist as big as a sandbag.

There is a blazing fire in his eyes that is burning more and more intensely!

"This time, I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

Great Wall.

Prince Fusu and General Meng Tian stood side by side.

Look up at the scene in the sky.

The eyes of both of them were shocked!
"Will the Great Qin Empire perish in two generations?"

"what on earth is it?"

"Am I going to defeat the Qin Empire?"

Fusu suddenly fell into confusion and self-blame.

He is the eldest son of Ying Zheng.

Their knowledge and knowledge are the most outstanding among all the descendants of Ying Zheng!
Ying Zheng also placed high hopes on him.

Send him to the border to train and let him have a good relationship with Meng Tian.

It paved the way for his future succession.

As expected, once Ying Zheng abdicates or dies.

He can naturally become the successor of the Qin Empire!

The anchor said that the Second Emperor of Qin died.He must have died in his hands!

Fusu suddenly panicked and had great doubts about his ability!
"Am I not good enough?"

"How about I stop meddling in state affairs and just have fun like Hu Hai all day long."

Sometimes, it’s better not to start than to take the wrong path!

Meng Tian comforted:
"Young master, don't be too anxious. Your knowledge and ambition are obvious to all living beings in the world."

"You've done a great job!"

Fusu's eyes were moist, he put his hands behind his hands and looked up to the sky and sighed:
"If I really did a good job, why did Great Qin II die?"

"For the sake of Great Qin's longevity, I choose to give up."

Meng Tian didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only choke and say: "Young Master is righteous!"

Dahan World.

Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, was relieved a lot.

"The death of the second generation of the Qin Dynasty is God's will. I can rest easy!"

The immortals bluntly said that Qin II was dead, so what else did he worry about?
in the game.

Su Yu sighed and started another game.

Because I just lost the second one!

So in the third game, Su Yu is going to change into a powerful role-Old Master!
"My teammates can't do it. This time I want to choose a hero who can fight one against five."

"The decision is yours, old master!"

Su Yu clicked on the old master's profile picture.

Immediately a short, thin old man with white hair and a white beard jumped out, holding a ruler.

Although the old man is short in stature, he is very quirky.

His long beard almost reached the ground.

Even at this age, he still likes to jump around.

It makes people tremble when they see it!
Such a skinny little old man shouldn't have lost his waist!
"Teach students and save the world at the same time!"

Su Yu also explained science to the audience who love to play role-playing in the live broadcast room.

"The hero I chose this time is the old master."

"The prototype is Confucius, the founder of Confucianism."

"Confucius, named Qiu and styled Zhongni, was a native of Lu during the Spring and Autumn Period. He recruited many disciples, traveled around the country, and was known as his three thousand disciples. He spread his doctrines and his political, economic and educational thoughts, which deeply influenced later generations."

"Confucius revised the Six Classics, and his and his disciples' words were recorded and compiled into the Confucian Analects."

"Confucius' cloth has been passed down to more than ten generations, and scholars have followed it. From the emperor to the princes, the Chinese masters of the six arts have been compromised, and they can be said to be the most holy!"

Spring and Autumn World.

Yan Hui, Zi Lu and other disciples of Confucius.

His eyes quietly looked back and forth between the little old man and the tall and burly Confucius.

Then he couldn't help covering his mouth and chuckled.

"Master, in the game of immortals, is he actually such a thin old man?"

"The contrast is so strong, it's so interesting!"

"Elaborate on the contrast!"

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Confucius looked at the doll image made by the immortal and was a little dissatisfied.

"How could this skinny little old man be me?"

As he spoke, Confucius stood up and took off his shirt.

At this time, Confucius was in his prime, 1.9 meters tall and extremely strong.

Because I often play with others on Duancheng Gate Bar and Lifting Stone Lock.

Confucius looked like a mighty and terrifying general with all his flesh!

Where is there any trace of a weak scholar?

Confucius had a sword inserted diagonally on his belt, which was quite a bit of a swordsman's coolness.

Holding a sword in one hand and teaching in the other, he travels to the ends of the earth and various countries with his sword.

"This skinny old man is very different from me!"

Confucius showed off his muscles, and the sword on his waist jingled.

Yan Hui, Zi Lu and other disciples quickly nodded in praise.

"That's right! The teacher is so tall and powerful, how could he be such a little old man?"

"I feel like the teacher can press this little old man to death with just one finger!"

Some old men smiled and said nothing.

(End of this chapter)