After working for half an hour, the man saw that he could not get any benefits, so he picked up some dead trees and set them on fire, completely covering up the handwriting he had just carved.
After doing all this, he clapped his hands and crawled out of the pit.
Looking at the stars in the sky, he roared: "Zhang Liang, brother, let me take a breath of bad breath on your behalf!"
The sound echoed in the vast snowfield, and it was even more eerie in the middle of the night.
If Zhang Liang were here, he would find that this guy was the big guy who ambushed Qin with him on the official road.
Fortunately, no one expected that the big guy happened to pass by Dongjun and missed Sutou.
After spending the night in the cave, he was startled by the divine stone, and his imagination suddenly opened up, and he came up with such a sinister trick to harm the emperor of the imperial city.
After finishing all this, the big guy didn't dare to stay anymore and headed towards Xue Jun overnight.
He also understands that the Divine Stone is a big deal, and he is afraid that the government will come to check it tomorrow. If he stays here, he is really seeking death.
Before midnight, snowflakes began to slowly fall in the sky again.
In less than an hour, the traces of the big guy's presence can be completely erased.
As the saying goes: The earth is so clean after falling in white.
Zhang Liang, who was snoring while sleeping in No. 47, had no idea that something big happened in Dongjun overnight.
The big guy didn't expect that it was just a random prank, but it frightened the Lord of the City of Dongjun to hurry up and write the sentence on the sacred stone into a memorial overnight and send it to the King of Qin in the imperial city.
Finally, I thought something was wrong, and another memorial was issued that night, saying that improper management caused a strange phenomenon from the sky, and the whole family resigned and went to the East China Sea.
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Because Xu Fu told him before that he was going to sea, the master of the palace, who was between life and death, had an idea and did not even dare to take the official position in Da Qin.
He only wanted to go to the East to make a living and follow Xu Fu to the sea to avoid trouble.
After all, based on just a few words on the sacred stone, countless heads fell to the ground.
Later, seeing that something was not going well, the guard of Dongjun also took his whole family and disappeared into the vast sea of people overnight.
Even the city lord didn't dare to stay here. How many heads of his own could he chop off?
In the thirty-sixth year of King Qin's reign, Yinghuo guarded his heart.
A falling star descended to Dongjun and turned into a stone when it reached the ground. The head of Guizhou Province may have engraved the stone with the words: "The First Emperor died and the land was divided."
When the First Emperor heard about it, he sent his censors to question him, but he refused to accept it. He took out all the stones and killed them by burning them.
This happened more than ten days later, but it has nothing to do with Imperial City No. 47.
Li Xiuyuan rested in the house for two days, and Master also realized the Taoism on the mountain for two days.
On the third day of Gao Jianli's climb, Zhang Liang finally persuaded his master to come down the mountain and move to No. 46, choosing the largest room.
Mrs. Yan smiled and said: "There happen to be two current maids who can take care of the master's daily life."
Xiaohei, Xiaohu and Shuzi are the happiest. The teacher is here and they don’t have to run to the snow-capped mountains this winter.
Zhang Liang wanted to cheat, but Li Xiuyuan retorted: "Take Shuzi home in the evening and come back at noon. Master needs to rest."
I then asked Master to come down the mountain to be my teacher, not to give lectures to you.
Shuzi wouldn't be angry. It only took a quarter of an hour to come to No. 47 from home, so it didn't take much effort.
Now that this person has passed away, Li Xiuyuan will naturally not discuss with his master what happened on the top of the snow mountain.
After thinking about it later, the master gave up trying to find out whether the mysterious stone steps were because of Li Xiuyuan.
A few more days passed until the old Taoist priest sent a message to Li Xiuyuan and told him that a guy had carved a line of words on the sacred stone and asked him to be careful.
Li Xiuyuan suddenly realized, looked at Zhang Liang and asked: "Did you find a big guy who was six feet tall back then? Who were you with?"
Zhang Liang was startled, looked at him and his wife and said, "What? You also know Boss Long. What happened to the big guy?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "He is living at ease. He had nothing to do when he passed by Dongjun. He was so lucky that he carved a line of words on the stone..."
Upon hearing this, the master couldn't help frowning and said quietly: "This is originally a vision from heaven. With these small words, the emperor is afraid that the world will bleed."
"What words did that guy carve on the sacred stone?"
Zhang Liang was also startled, looked at the two of them and asked nervously: "After we broke up, no one knew the other's direction. It was agreed that no one would know each other anymore."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, reached into the teacup, and slowly wrote a line of words on the table.
Then, with Master and Zhang Liang stunned, they stretched out their hands to wipe it away.
Then he said in a deep voice: "At the moment, it is estimated that King Qin has not received the memorial from Dongjun. No one can tell this matter, not Shuzi, not even Xiaohei and Xiaohu."
The master sighed and said leisurely: "If my guess is correct, I am afraid that the Lord of the City of Dongjun has also abandoned his official position and left."
Such a big event will not only affect the people of one area, but also the officials near Dongjun will not be able to live in peace.
Zhang Liang glanced around and found that Shuzi hadn't come back from shopping with the two guys, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
The master took a sip of the spiritual tea, moistened his throat, and said, "I didn't expect that I have experienced more things in these short few days than in the past decades."
The First Emperor died and the land was divided. It turned out that this was just a joke made by the big man who was resentful of his failure to assassinate Qin.
Only today did Li Xiuyuan understand why there was no record in the history books, because no one knew the whole story.
If he hadn't come here, the old Taoist priest said something to him, I'm afraid Lian Changliang and Master would not know the reason in the end.
It seemed like a simple statement but in Li Xiuyuan's opinion, it was a true prophecy.
Even so, he still had no intention of saying it out loud.
After all, he cannot change the trajectory of this world, he is just a silent witness.
Before Li Xiuyuan could speak, Zhang Liang said to himself: "Don't worry, from now on I have completely lost my memory. Even if Shuzi beats me to death, I won't know."
The Master nodded.
After coughing lightly, the master said: "This is not a trivial matter. I'm afraid that the people nearby will be implicated. What should I do?"
"What is the difference between the unkindness of heaven and earth and the unkindness of kings?"
Li Xiuyuan added some snow water to the kettle and boiled it, and said quietly: "The emperor only thinks about his own comfortable life and that his empire will be passed down for eternity. When will he think about the common people?"
"There is nothing we can do about it. The world respects Heaven, but the King of Qin declares to the people of the world that he is ordered by Heaven."
The master said solemnly: "And the reason why I am so desperate is that Qin has destroyed the six kingdoms, and no matter where you go, you will be under the emperor's feet."
"There are always places that the emperor's hand cannot reach."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the two people and said, "It's just that after these ministers enjoy the glory and wealth, they no longer think about losing the power in their hands."
Master somewhat understood, probably Li Xiuyuan was talking about overseas and the desert outside the Great Wall.
The overseas world is mysterious to the emperor, and the desert outside is so windy and sandy that even the troops stationed on the border are unwilling to go deep, let alone these ministers.
"You can try to think differently."
The Master looked at the two men and shook his head and said: "The Emperor has no intention of asking for so much territory. Perhaps in his eyes, the Six Kingdoms are already very big."
Only then did Li Xiuyuan remember that vision determines everything.
King Qin, who was regarded as a god in the eyes of the world, perhaps in his eyes, conquering the Sixth Server would already be his world.
Just like Gongsun Qingming of the Imperial City Yamen, being able to guard one Yamen with dozens of Yamen servants is the best world he can imagine.
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Winter rarely stops in the Imperial City, and there is more snow this year than in previous years.
Because a night of celestial phenomena disturbed the emperor's mind, the words on a divine stone angered the already frightened King of Qin.
In addition, the troublemaker could not be found, and no one in the vicinity of Dongjun Luoshi knew the inside story, and no one dared to take on such a huge matter.
In the eyes of the people, this is a punishment from God.
And this punishment is obviously aimed at the emperor, so what does it have to do with them?
In anger, King Qin raised his butcher knife, and for a while, countless heads fell to the ground in Dongjun.
Even Tai Shiling was silent for a moment, thinking that he finally saved his head.
Zhao Gao was so frightened that he woke up countless nights. Like Taishi Ling, he knew that if this matter was not handled properly, even his own life would be in danger.
Although the emperor's anger did not reach the imperial city, the ministers in the imperial city were all in danger. When going to court, they no longer dared to propose proposals to the king from time to time as usual.
The sky was in chaos, and the emperor's heart was also in chaos.
Now everyone understands that they are just crossing a river, and as long as they don't get wet, no one wants to get into trouble.
Except for leisurely visits to the wine shop, he was just like ordinary people, not disturbed by the emperor's thoughts.
The morning fog in winter is hazy.
Occasionally, when the wind blows, the snowflakes falling from the sky will tilt. The fog will disperse with a sword slash, revealing three figures standing in the snow and fog. The scenery is constantly changing in the snow and fog.
In the snow and fog, the sound of a piano could be heard from time to time.
Li Xiuyuan and his two children were practicing swordplay in the yard. Shuzi sat under the eaves and played the piano. There was a pot of burning charcoal next to it. Xiaohu couldn't bear the cold, so he ran over to warm his little hands that were about to freeze.
The sound of Shuzi's piano echoed in the yard with the early morning snow and fog, drifting to No. 46 next door, causing the master in the dream to turn over and flap his ears.
I thought to myself that this child was so good. He played the piano early in the morning and asked the teacher to get up for dinner.
Xiaohei and Xiaohu both started to learn the piano. The difference is that they practiced with Shuzi. Now they can only follow Sister Shuzi because Li Xiuyuan is too lazy to pay attention to them.
Mrs. Yan, the two maids and the waiter were also listening to the sound of Shu Tan's piano, and they listened very carefully.
The gentleman's piano is like a fairy. Playing the piano depends on your mood, but Shuzi plays for half an hour every day. This half hour is when everyone is happiest.
Even the maids who lighted the fire to cook and even the men who got up early in the morning to chop wood felt happy and energetic in their work.
Yan didn't expect that Xiaohu could be quiet for a while every day and play the piano with his sister, which was much harder than asking him to practice swordplay.
These are the lessons that Li Xiuyuan asked the three of them to practice every day, as well as reading and writing of course.
"Brother Xiao Hei, have you practiced enough today?" Xiao Hu asked after seeing Xiao Hei put away his bamboo sword.
"Absolutely, otherwise brother will be angry." Xiao Hei shook off the snowflakes on his body with a surprised expression on his face.
Shuzi sat under the eaves and giggled: "Brother said that you practice swordsmanship not for him, but for yourselves. If you are lazy, he will not care about you."
Xiao Hei was stunned, turned to look at Shuzi and smiled: "It seems so, my brother has never counted how many swords Xiao Hei has swung." Xiao Hei had no choice but to reply.
When Xiaohu heard this, he shook his head and said, "No, when my husband and I were in the grotto, he would occasionally count for Xiaohu."
Shuzi smiled and said: "Xiaohu, you know how to cause trouble. Brother, I think you are too young and I'm afraid you won't remember." Shuzi said with a look of disdain.
The two of them walked to the eaves and gathered around the brazier to warm themselves up. Xiaohu thought for a while and asked, "Sister Shuzi, when will the Chinese New Year be celebrated?"
Shuzi was stunned, looked at him and asked, "Why are you asking? It's almost over."
Xiaohu nodded thoughtfully: "Mr. will let Xiaohu play for a few days during the Chinese New Year, so he doesn't have to practice sword practice."
