Give up hatred?

Hearing these four words, Ying Rong's face had a ridiculous smile.

Bloody rain?

He stood up, his hands were in his sleeves, and his uncle and ancestor looked at him with a calm look.

"I said my uncle, what are you good?"

"After the sealing system, will you give up the dream of the world and become the emperor?"

"His Majesty is not good today, but only a little bit good, let people know that after the world is one person, what should I do if I want to govern for a long time."

"You're nice, me."

"If you have a successful segmentation and come to your own territory, do you not want to learn how your Majesty looked like, do you want to unify the world?"

"Now that His Majesty is still there, you and I dare not have any movement. There are still more than ten years and twenty years in the world."

The corner of his mouth is not only mocking himself, but also mocking the world.

"But the age of His Majesty is finally here. When will His Majesty leave, you are sure you can still suppress your ambitions in your heart?"

"At that time, even if I gave up my hatred, can you still give up your ambitions?"

Ying Rong walked in front of Xun Dian, his eyes were like a hungry wolf, and it was shiny in this non -black night.

"Actually, don't you know what you already know?"

"For a father who has never met, what can I have in my heart?"

"Whether you are or me, you are all power, so you can get the country, so that you can get the hope of the world in the future."

Win Rong turned around, and then walked out, his indifferent voice floated in this wind.

"You and I just cover up their own hearts for the world. How long can I deceive myself?"

Ying Rong's body disappeared into the courtyard, and there were only a few floating leaves left in place.

Xun Dian silently stared at the fallen leaves, and then sighed slowly, and then said: "Who said isn't it?"

"But where is the Majesty so deceived?"

His hands gathered slowly in his wide sleeves, and then let go again, seeing very calm and calm.

"Cheng Cheng stayed in a group of people, and there were still a group of people in my hands."

Xun Dian looked at the seemingly vast sky in the distance: "I don't know, whether the people under the hands are really so loyal."

"Meng Tian, ​​Wang Yan, Chen Ke, Li Si and others can't dig, but is it as noble as they are?"

The corner of his mouth was ridiculed and disdainful.

In the world, which contributor does not want to be king?

It is just that they don't know if they have that ability and whether there is that possibility.

If you go to the end, it is also a possibility to challenge the possibility that cannot be successful.

In this world, where are there any gods, where there is any indelible prestige.

If so, that's not enough benefits!

When the tentacles can be, even higher than the interests of death, everyone will forget the danger of death, let alone that so -called prestige?

Xun Dian put down his hand, and then sighed quietly.

Barracks

Dozens of miles outside Xianyang City, in the barracks

A man wearing a dresser sat there, with a little indifference and hesitation in his expression, tangled.

There was a person sitting in front of him. The person's body was fluttering and looked very ordinary.

Fan Zeng.

At this time, Fan Zeng was nearly sixty years old, with a taste of wind and frost, but the light in his eyes made him look like an ordinary sixty -year -old man.

He looked at the Jae Yu in front of him, and his expression was sincere.

"General, do you think about it, if this is achieved, even if your Majesty is angry?"

"At that time, you can follow Dong'an Jun, and then leave with King Qi."

"King Qi has promised you, and then you will be General Qi State. Isn't it more comfortable than your current life?"

Fan Zeng's eyes have emotions: "Even according to the new official system that is about to implement, you are just a four -grade general."

"But if you dare to bet on gambling, you will be a doctor who can become a grade, and even the minister of a country, and he is side by side with the prime minister."

Fan Zeng's eyes looked at Jae Yu, and he felt that Zai Yu had been tempted.

"Do you think about it?"

"Will Dong'an Jun deceive you?"

Listening to this, Zai Yu sighed quietly, and then said: "You let me think for a while, such a big thing, can you make a decision once or twice?"

"Even if I have made a decision now, do you dare to believe me so easy to make a decision?"

His fingers kept rubbing below, and the pendulum in his heart was constantly swinging.

Zai Yu really hesitated.

He controlled the army stationed here, but the army here was not all the power around Xianyang City.

Guan Zhongjun is just a half -day kung fu. Even if they succeed, can they leave Xianyang City?

Guan Zhongjun arrived here, but it was only between the sideline.

In fact, Zai Yu did not believe that Dong Anjun's strategy could be successful. After all, in his eyes, how could the emperor like a deity could not expect this?

But he was really talked about by Fan Zeng.

After a long time, he sighed and hesitated to look at Fan Zeng: "Please Dong Anjun give me another day."

"Tomorrow Tomorrow, 23rd, I must tell you the news anyway."

Fan Zeng didn't hesitate, and nodded directly: "Okay."

He stood up, even if Jae Yu did not agree with his proposal, and did not agree to him, he still performed very much.

It looks like I am not worried about a Zhaoyu, which made the balance in Zai Yu's heart tilt again.

After Fan Zeng left, Jae Yu was sitting in the big tent, a little candlelight shook, reflecting his figure, and it looked very bleak.

"What should I do?"

Since ancient times, there have been only two roads that are retrograde. One is to discard the darkness immediately, and the other is all the way to black all the way.

At this point, Zai Yu also knew.

But he is still hesitant. Most of the people in the world are like this. They cannot make the most correct decision on themselves.

Even if they made the right decision to themselves, they sometimes couldn't implement it firmly.

Fan Zeng, who left this barracks, looked slightly wrinkled.

"The situation today is not wonderful for Dong Anjun."

The fact is not as easy as he has just performed. The few generals he saw actually expressed a certain degree of distrust of Dong Anjun.

This should be.

But as a conspirator of Dong Anjun, it was a bit difficult to go on.

When Fan Zengnian was young, he liked to have some plots and did not like to go for ordinary way. The most admirable person was Zhang Zi of the year.

Zhang Yi was able to rely on his ingenuity and his tongue with three feet to make Da Qin stand invincible. He felt that he should be able to do so.

But reality makes him very tired.

Fan Zeng pressed the forehead: "How should this matter continue?"

Dong Anjun didn't want to retreat or want to go to that step, but if there is really no way, it can only take one step.

Nowadays, the situation is very clear and clear. Fan Zengjue is what he wants to do.

Perhaps they need some other support.

Thinking of this, Fan Zeng walked in another direction.

At this time, the Manufacturing Department.

Even if there is wind and rain outside, cruel, the manufacturing department is still such a scene, which is methodical.

Since Chen Ke was established, the Manufacturing Department has become a dedicated yamen.

This ya continuously differentiates its own department in practice, and has begun to exert different forces according to experience.

When Chen Ke saw the manufacturing department again, in fact, the manufacturing department did not seem to be the manufacturing department at this time.

It looks like a combination of the Academy of Sciences and several other institutions.
To be continued...