Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 351 People of Qin
  After July, the days began to gradually become shorter again. Before Xu, the sun had completely set, leaving only some residual gloomy and blurry white light hanging on the horizon, barely allowing pedestrians on the road to see the road clearly.

Gu Xun spent another day sitting in the library in vain as usual and got nothing. He felt even worse than in Xinzheng.

After he simply tidied up the medical clinic, Mo Ya and Bai Feng also came back.

The two of them had traveled a lot, and at first glance they thought they had just returned from a long journey... But in fact it was almost the same. They had traveled dozens of miles at least, so it was not close.

"They're all back." Gu Xun nodded to them.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng both saluted and said hello:

"gentlemen."

"I have something to tell you." Gu Xun put away the idle book he had read before and said to the two of them.

When the two of them heard this, their eyes lit up and they both stared at Gu Xun.

There was nothing to do every day, but the two of them were bored to death.

Mo Ya was good at cultivating Qi and could barely adapt to this pure salty life, but Bai Feng, a young man, was becoming more and more unable to sit still.

I finally have something to do today.

"Ying Zheng is clearing the net, do you two know?"

"I know." To Gu Xun's expectation, the two of them nodded in agreement and gave a positive answer.

Mo Ya then explained:
  "In the past few days, when Bai Feng and I were outside, we found that there were frequent fighting in the Xianyang area. So we did a brief investigation and found that it was an internal fight in Luowang. From this, we guessed that it should be the Tianzi first-class man who fell to King Qin. But they are cleaning up the remnants of the party that hides the sun."

"Hey, that's not the remnant party, but the majority party." Gu Xun curled his lips and corrected him.

"Is what sir are going to say related to this?"

"Of course." Gu Xun nodded and told Ying Zheng's purpose, "The King of Qin hopes to second you two to help. After all, you have the ability to control birds and are top masters in tracking and stealing intelligence. "

When Bai Feng heard this, his eyes lit up a little more. Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. He really wanted to see how elite the people in the so-called best killer organization in the world were.

But he didn't express any opinions - Mo Ya had told him many times not to talk nonsense without permission when facing the boss Gu Xun. Mo Ya would handle everything.

"What do you mean, sir?" Mo Ya naturally asked Gu Xun's opinion calmly.

Gu Xun waved his hand casually, sank his butt, and sat back on the specially customized recliner. "I don't have any objections. You can decide for yourself."

"If you want to make some extra money and stretch your muscles, you can take this job. If you don't want to get involved in the trap, just refuse."

"I told King Qin to ask Quexie to send someone to talk to you. If we can reach an agreement, we will do it. Otherwise, we will give up."

Mo Ya was not surprised to see Gu Xun's completely careless attitude.

This is Gu Xun's attitude, it's always been this way.

But since the big boss didn't make a statement, the brothers had no choice but to discuss it themselves.

Mo Crow and Bai Feng looked at each other, silently conveying their thoughts with their eyes.

"I think it should be next."

"Don't act rashly. How can you make a rash decision about the snare? You can easily get into trouble."

"What are we afraid of? Don't we have Mr. Gu to support us?"

"Remember your identity, we can't take the initiative to cause trouble for Mr. Gu!"

"Then there is also the endorsement of King Qin, he is the one who came to us!"

"Don't worry..."

The exchange between the two brothers ended with Mo Ya's calm eyes. Gu Xun sat behind the counter and watched the two men's eyes with interest.

"How's it going? Stare... No, have you come up with the result of the discussion?" Seeing the two heads turning away and turning to him at the same time, Gu Xun asked.

"Sir, I wonder if you have any suggestions regarding the big killer weapon of the snare?"

Gu Xun pursed his lips, rolled his eyes, thought for a moment and then gave the answer:
  "I suggest just go ahead."

"Looking at the attitude of the King of Qin, it is clear that the Luo Sheng will be completely disabled immediately. It will not be relieved in a short time. When the time comes, this country will completely belong to Ying Zheng. The Luo Sheng is just a murder weapon. There is nothing good for you to help the owner of the murder weapon. Concerned.”

"Mo Ya understands." Mo Ya nodded, making a decision in his heart.

Naturally, after accepting this extra income, his master has already spoken, so there is nothing to hesitate about.

"That's right." Gu Xun reminded by the way, "Whether you are killing people, looking for people, or gathering information, be careful. Don't know something you shouldn't know. You won't make much money, but you will end up in trouble. .”

"Don't worry, sir. Bai Feng and I are still sure of this and will never go beyond it."

Mo Ya was very confident in this. After all, they were both serious professional killers and espionage personnel who came from Bainiao, so they would not make such a low-level mistake.

"I hope so..." Gu Xun's mouth twitched.

He didn't think it was a big deal if Mo Ya didn't make such a stern guarantee, but when he said this, he felt... the flag was so high.

………………

Early the next morning, Gu Xun got up, dressed, and washed as usual, but instead of opening the door, he put on his little erhu and a token with the word "win" on it, and went out through the side door of his back house.

He was going to Tai Hospital to go through the induction procedures.

A commonly used saying in ancient times was... called Dianmao!

Of course, this was Gu Xun's first time tapping Mao, and probably the only time.

Leaving South Street, Gu Xun crossed the Weishui Bridge and came to the north bank of the Weishui River. Then he continued along the street, getting closer to Xianyang Palace, the center of Qin's power.

The streets on the north bank are naturally more prosperous than those on the south bank. After all, they are close to the palace and belong to the second ring road.

The east side of Xianyang Palace is relatively empty, with some palaces scattered sparsely, but it will be very lively in the future, because every time Ying Zheng destroys a country, he will build a palace complex corresponding to the country's style on this land.

To the west are simple industrial workshops from the pre-Qin period, and further north are the tomb areas.

The area from the south to the coast of the Weishui River is an area where people live. There are many houses and shops. The spacious avenue paved with bluestone bricks is as spotless as Xinzheng and cleaner than modern times. Pedestrians come and go on it from time to time. There are still a few horse-drawn and ox-carts to pass.

When Gu Xun walked on the road, his most profound impression was that the appearance of the Qin people was completely different from that of the people of Xinzheng. They were not tough or strong, but had a more high-spirited attitude.

This kind of thriving momentum cannot be felt in Xinzheng.

The reason is actually very simple, nothing more than the word hope.

Even the people living in the royal capital of South Korea cannot help but feel a dull sense of death, because life has no hope and is nothing more than muddle along, and it is enough not to starve to death.

Ordinary people will still be ordinary people in a few generations.

As for the Qin State, because it has a seventeenth-level military merit system as a channel for advancement, the people undoubtedly have some hope.

Even if he doesn't expect to be promoted to a high official, at least... as long as the male in the family can kill one enemy and be promoted to a first-class knight, he can be allocated hundreds of acres of fertile land.

Well... there is still a house.

With land and a house, life is undoubtedly much more nourishing.

Of course, the rewards are great, but the risks are also great. It can only be said that good and evil depend on each other.

(End of this chapter)