"This thing is too important, but there are people in Xianyang City who covet it."

Chen Ke's words were somewhat meaningful, and the expressions of everyone present changed instantly.

Someone covets a divine item?

Who dares to covet even divine objects?

A burst of strong evil energy burst out from Wang Wu's body in an instant, and he took a step forward.

Even at this time, without armor on his body or a spear in his hand, he was still very scary.

"Sir, who dares to covet the things of my Great Qin?"

"Although Wang Wu's body is mutilated at this time, if anyone wants to compete with Da Qin, they must step on Wang's corpse!"

The other Lao Qin people also stepped forward one after another, with cruel expressions on their faces.

"good!"

"Since we, the old Qin people, are here, how can we let others covet my Great Qin's things?"

"I will fight to the death!"

Everyone was boiling with evil spirits, as if that person was already in front of them.

Chen Ke looked at this situation and the expression on his face softened: "You don't have to be like this."

He said with a joke in his tone: "That person hasn't arrived yet."

"When that person shows up, he will definitely cause trouble for you all."

Chen Ke handed over his hand: "As for now, I have to trouble you all to create the divine object for the time being."

"Chen can't trust other people!"

Listening to Chen Ke's words, Wang Wu and others looked at me and I looked at you, and they all nodded slightly.

"We will definitely protect the sacred object with our lives, you can rest assured."

Chen Ke nodded and walked forward.

"I'll do it first, and you guys will watch it first and learn how to make this magical object."

As he said that, he stood in front of the pool and explained while carrying out the manufacturing operation.

...........

Zhangtai Palace

Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand, with a look of satisfaction on his eyebrows.

Chen Ke finally started to move.

The direct result of this movement was that three days later, the first divine object could be produced.

Ying Zheng had no choice but to take a look at what those people looked like after the divine object appeared.

Those things in the dark, like rats in the gutter.

Thinking like this, Ying Zheng stood up slowly, with a cold look on his eyebrows.

"I would like to see if anyone will cause trouble during the creation of the sacred object this time."

"I also want to see if Great Qin under the morning sun will be afraid of those bugs in the gutter!"

...........

Yichun Palace

Fusu closed his eyes slightly and sat in the palace.

There was some incense burning around, and the smell continued to flow freely, like a calm river.

Fusu sat on his knees in this quiet atmosphere, constantly thinking about what Chen Ke said.

He is a person from Akagi.

He is also a person who believes in what the teacher says.

He believed what Chun Yuyue said back then, and he also believed what Chen Ke said now.

"Sometimes, do people have to learn to be a hypocritical person?"

Fusu kept mumbling to himself.

"The way of a gentleman is to stay away from villains and be close to virtuous ministers"

"But what if the monarch himself is a hypocrite?"

The more Fusu thought about it, the more upset he became. Anxiety appeared on his face and heart involuntarily.

"ever"

He stood up abruptly, a slightly gloomy look flashing across his face.

"Having doubts and not being able to solve them is a dilemma in this life!"

With that said, Fusu walked towards Zhangtai Palace.

............

Doctor's Palace

Waves of sermons echoed in the Doctor's Palace, and the building reflected by the sound was very majestic.

Kong Xian sat at the front, constantly reading Confucian classics.

But his heart was a little complicated.

At some point, he stopped talking.

At this time, many students in front of him did not stop their voices and were still reciting the classics.

It's just that a different person is reading it.

Yan family, Yan Kong.

The descendants of Yan Zi are called the "Xiao Menci" of contemporary Confucianism.

Kong Xian closed his eyes slightly. The Yan family had always stood with the Kong family until Yan Kong appeared a few years ago.

But now is not the time to think about that.

That damn Chen Ke...

Is it really possible to create the divine object mentioned?

Kong Xian didn't know what role that "paper" could play, he just had a hunch.

We must never let "paper" come out.

Otherwise, the world of Great Qin Yingzheng would be more stable...

He closed his eyes slightly.

Maybe I should find someone to sabotage this matter...

...........

Zhangtai Palace

Ying Zheng was reviewing the memorial, and the sun's dapples hit the table through the window.

"Tap tap tap"

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and at the same time, a figure appeared.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Fusu wants to see you."

Fusu asks for an audience?

What's wrong with Fusu coming here at this time?

Ying Zheng's eyebrows were filled with curiosity: "Oh? Fusu?"

"Let him in"

Ying Zheng put down the pen in his hand and looked slightly towards the door.

Ever since Fusu studied with Chun Yuyue, he rarely talked to Fusu.

Because he still wants to live a few more years.

Every time he saw his unfulfilled son, he would feel depressed.

Why do you have a son like this?

If it weren't for Fusu being his eldest son... I'm afraid he would have abandoned Fusu long ago.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng laughed to himself and pressed his forehead.

He couldn't bear to be so cruel.

"My son, I will meet my father. My father will last for ten thousand years, and the Qin Dynasty will last for ten thousand years——"
To be continued...