Chapter 135 One stone stirs up a thousand waves

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Queyang.

Mohist stronghold.

Ku Huo's face was ugly. He came down from the Mohist headquarters. He was arrogant. As a disciple of Mohist who is famous in the world, he should be taken seriously wherever he goes.

His arrival would make Huang grateful, and he would immediately plead guilty. As long as he told Mo Zi to summon him, Qin Guoshi would be overjoyed.

But when the bitter harvest arrived, he suffered a major blow. There were no flowers or courtesy as he imagined. On the contrary, he didn't even see Huang's face, and he didn't even step through the door.

"Uncle, this Qin State Master is too proud and doesn't take our Mo family seriously at all..." The eyes of the Mohist disciples at Qin State's stronghold were full of anger.

"As the day passed, I observed that where the Qin Imperial Master's residence is, there are many sentries, and there are even three thousand cavalry stationed near it."

Ku Huo frowned and replied to Xiang Li: "The defense there is probably no worse than the Mo family headquarters. Anyone who goes there will turn into a corpse."

"And what the teacher means is to send a message to Qin Guoshi and order him to enter the Mo family headquarters..."

Although he was bold, he did not dare to ignore Mozi's words. In the Mo family, giants were everything they believed in.

"Besides, beside him is the former genius of your Xiangli clan..." Ku Huo looked at Xiangli Hui with a faint tone.

Hearing this, Xiangli fell silent.

At that time, when Xiang Lidu was still in the Mohist family, his brilliance was so great that he overshadowed the younger generation of the Mohist family. He was the first in the Mohist family's mechanical skills and martial arts.

At that time, he was suppressed by Xianglidu, so he naturally knew how powerful Xianglidu was.

Xianglihui doesn't think that such a genius will wither away. Unless Xianglidu dies, he will surely amaze the whole world.

"Do we really listen to Qin Guoshi and wait for him for three days before visiting him?" Xiang Lihui frowned: "What does this do to the dignity of our Mohist family?"

"I'll go there again tomorrow!" Ku Huo said indifferently, looking in the direction of Huang Mansion: "If we don't see you again, then forget it."

"Back at the headquarters, the teacher won't say anything else!"

"Um."

Qin was just a weak country, so neither Xiangli Hui nor Ku Huo paid much attention to it. In their view, there might be countries that could challenge the Mohist authority, but Qin was not included.



Although Uncle Hei blocked the news, the news spread quickly among the upper-class families in Yueyang.

First, Ying Quliang had a secret talk with Wei Yang, a scholar of Wei State, and then the general Ying Qian, the national teacher shortage, the internal history Jingjian, Yueyang order, Yueyang general Zi'an and others hurriedly entered the political affairs hall.

Such an action naturally caused countless waves. The Qin clan, which had been fighting steadily and dominating both the government and the public, was shocked for the first time.

They were keenly aware that Ying Quliang and Wei Yang might be going to war against Qin. For a moment, everyone felt a huge panic.

Sometimes ignorance is the craziest thing.

Compared with the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, the number and power of the old clans in Qin are very small, and their financial resources and private armed forces are even smaller.

If the old system is maintained, the old clans of Qin will pose little threat to the government.

However, the old clans of the Qin State have two outstanding characteristics. One is that they have been in the same line for hundreds of years, and there are very few families that have been wiped out midway.

Second, they have made commendable contributions to the country, and their first generation are often great meritorious officials.

Since the Qin State has always relied on the old clans to fight for survival, during the wars with Rong and Di, and until the founding of the country, countless wars allowed the old clans to take root in both the government and the public in the Qin State.

The Ying surname is only the largest old clan in the Qin State. Due to being separated from Shandong for many years, the Qin State has developed steadily without too many turmoils and palace changes, so that these old clans have never been disconnected.

Today's Qin State is not the Qin State of Ying Quliang alone, but the Qin State of all the old clans in the Qin State. At this time, Ying Quliang and Wei Yang want to turn the Qin State into the Qin State of Ying Quliang and one person. This is dangerous. It is simply not enough for outsiders to understand.

"Your Majesty, the news has been leaked. I'm afraid everyone in the old Yueyang clan knows about it now, including Meng Xibai."

Uncle Hei's face was ugly, and he couldn't help but look at Ying Quliang. At this moment, Ying Qian's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Uncle Hei, can you find out who leaked the news?"

"General, this is Xi Qihu, the guardian of the imperial palace."

Hearing this, Ying Quliang and Ying Qian looked ugly, and Zi Cheying on the side looked even more livid. He was a guard, and Xiqihu was his subordinate.

"Keep an eye on Xiqihu, and we must not let Yueyang Xianxian get into trouble. At the same time, take a look at whether the ministers of the DPRK are involved in it."

"promise."



One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Ying Quliang had expected this, but he really didn't expect it to be revealed so quickly.

At this moment, Ying Quliang clearly realized that the current Qin court was just like a sieve, letting in air everywhere.

After all, even his political hall is not safe, let alone others.

Huang returned to his house and didn't care about this matter. As the saying goes, there is no airtight wall in the world, and this has been the case since ancient times.

What's more, even if this matter is hidden, it won't be hidden for long. Sooner or later, it will be widely publicized.

Compared to the Yueyang dignitaries, Ying Quliang and others who couldn't sleep, Huang slept soundly that night.

The next day.

Huang had just finished practicing Chinese martial arts and finished washing. Hongyi came to him again: "Master, someone from the Mo family is here. They are outside the house."

"Didn't you ask him to come back in three days? It's only been one day, he is really impatient." Huang smiled and looked at Hong Yi.

"Master, shall I refuse?" Hong Yi asked tentatively.

"Forget it, bring them in." Huang shook his head: "Refuse today and come back tomorrow. It's not troublesome enough. It's just right. I also want to see what the Mo family wants!"

"promise."

A moment later, Ku Huo followed Hong Yi into the mansion. When he saw Huang Hou, he nodded: "National Master, I'm here to invite you."

"The giant held a banquet at the Mo family headquarters and waited for the arrival of the imperial master."

Looking at Ku Huo, Huang nodded: "My master believes in Lao Mozi's character. Go back and tell Mozi that when the matter is over with me, he will join the Mo family headquarters in Shennong Mountain."

Ku Huo frowned, then relaxed. He was not surprised that Huang knew the specific location of the Mo family's headquarters. After all, the traitor of their Mo family was right next to Huang.

Glancing at Xiang Lidu who was standing with his sword in hand, Ku Huo nodded: "Okay, I'll wait for the Imperial Master at the Mo family headquarters."

"Farewell!"

Looking at Ku Huo who turned to leave, Huang's face was full of smile: "Sir, you have come a long way, why don't you have a bowl of water and wine before leaving?"

"The Mo family has something to do, so it's inconvenient for Huo Huo to stay here for a long time!" After saying that, Ku Huo strode away.

Seeing Ku Huo leaving, Xiang Lidu said, "Master, this person's name is Ku Huo. He is a descendant of Mozi himself. His strength is astonishing to the world..."