For a Prosperous World

The two guards standing in front of the palace door were holding their Chang Ge, leaning halfway against the palace door and chatting.

I don't know if it is custom and tradition to keep some gossip while on duty.

"I said, there isn't even a patrolling guard today, our team is all gone."

Supporting Chang Ge in his arms, he turned his head and looked at the empty palace.

On weekdays, if the team is coming to Chaban, they will definitely stand up and dare not make any noise.

But today there is no one.

"Hey, don't you know? The king ordered the Xianyang Palace to hold a pilgrimage, and most of the guards went there. We were left here, it was considered lucky, and nobody was free to control us."

Talking about another older guard leaning against the wall: "Hey, it's like a wild day."

As they were talking, they saw outside the palace gate.

A man in a white robe came slowly, and the man was dressed in plain white armor, like a general, with a face called Life Cold on his face.

One of the guards froze for a moment.

How could there be such a general?

The older guard had a white face, and quickly pulled the person beside him to worship, until the man in the white robe came in from the palace door, and said without fear.

"Mourning General."

Those who were still in a daze on the side heard these three words frightened, and almost sat on the ground, being pulled by their colleagues on the side.

"Ok."

Gu Nan walked past them and did not care about their tradition.

After all, a stop in front of this palace is a whole day, but it is not an easy job. If you can't even say a few words, it really should make people crazy.

She had already sent out the policy of that beam, and if she was fine after returning home, she should go home.

Watching the man go away, a guard took a long sigh of relief, and looked at the figure with a bit of anxiety.

"Huh, that's, that general?"

"It's a fuss." The old guard rolled his eyes in disdain, as if it wasn't him who had turned pale.

"You have only been in the office for a few months. It's normal to haven't seen it before. The tricks will be brighter in the future. The guards at this palace often see officials and ministers. If you see that, don't look up, you know?

"Uh, uh, I see."

Gu Nan took a few steps towards the palace.

It seemed to remember something again and turned back.

To the two guards who were still whispering at the gate of the palace, greeted, "You."

The two guards turned back.

Seeing that the mourner came back again, he hurriedly worshiped again: "General, what do you tell me?"

Looking at the appearance of the two guards, Gu Nan bowed his head and looked at himself.

I am, is it so scary?

"Did you just say that the Xianyang Palace will meet today?"

Although not sure what this was asked, the guard replied, "It's a general."

Gu Nan glanced puzzledly at the palace in the distance, feeling vaguely strange, and looked at the soldier again.

"Do you know why?"

Suddenly, there should be something important about the North Korean meeting.

"Back to the general, the younger also heard it, and it was not clear how it was done, but I heard that it was to meet a Yan envoy."

The guard stood timidly in front of Gu Nan, answering in front of the mourner, feeling cold all over, as if forced by a knife.

"Envoy of the State of Yan?" Gu Nan frowned, as if she had thought of something dimmed.

"What did you do?"

"Listen, hear, come to present a map of Yancheng and King Qin."

A drop of cold sweat was left on the forehead of the guard.

The map of Governor Yan Xiankang and the Qin King, see the picture.

Gu Nan held a hand without pressing, hoping that I thought too much.

Nodded to the guard: "Thank you."

Then he hurriedly turned around and left.

"Dare."

Until Gu Nan disappeared into sight, the two guards stood up together, glanced at each other, and wiped the sweat on their foreheads.

Above the hall, the ministers separated on both sides, watching a person outside the hall holding a long box toward the hall.

The man was dressed in a formal robe, which was not luxurious in ordinary clothes. He looked a bit unusual and tall.

Holding the box in his hand, he walked into the temple, his footsteps dull.

He passed by the door, crossed his eyes, and looked at a man standing beside the door.

It was a royal swordsman with a long sword at his waist.

As a near guard of King Qin of the Qin Dynasty, in addition to King Qin in the whole hall, only he can also wear a sword. Because of this, he just stood on the side of the gate.

It seemed that something was felt, and Gai Nie, who stood by the door of the temple, raised his eyes and looked at the Yanshi.

The pupil in the eyes contracted slightly, watching the Yanshi walk towards King Qin.

I remembered the words of that person a few days ago.

"I will send Gai brothers a great feat by then. Gai brothers will take it. In the future, the Qin Kingdom will be greatly reused."

What will he do?

Above the hall, Zheng Zheng sat on the seat, dressed in a suit, and looked at His Royal Highness Yan Shi silently.

A servant was standing beside him, watching Yan Shi approaching, and exclaimed, "Please, Yan Shi enter the picture."

Jing Yan glanced at the hall. He didn't see the man, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The man was not there, so within ten steps, no one could go under Qin under his sword.

Bowing and saluting, bowing his head, holding the long box in his hands, he walked up the steps and half kneeled before Qin King.

"Look at me, King."

Talking down the box, took out the map inside, and slowly rolled it out in front of Zheng Zheng.

Time seemed to slow down, passing in an extremely slow way. The map in Jing Jing's hands opened little by little, revealing the land of the Yan Kingdom depicted in the pen and ink.

There was a chuckle in Xunzheng's face.

Quiet and silent in the hall.

In only one corner, a figure emerged from the back of the temple, and after standing in the crowd, no one observed the appearance of this person.

He looked at the person who was presenting the picture standing in front of Yunzheng on the hall, and stared.

That roll of map revealed all its appearance, and as the corner of the cloth slipped down, it also revealed what had been hidden in the map.

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Everyone had not responded yet, but a sword light had already flashed.

The sword was so hard to see that it was held by Jing Jing.

Xun Zheng only saw the light and shadow in front of him, and a white light burst out.

He put his hand on the hilt of his waist, but had no time to draw his sword.

Gai Nie's sword was also unsheathed, watching the figure stabbed with the sword, and the sword in his hand paused.

The sword light in front of him was getting closer and closer. For the first time, Zheng Zheng felt that life and death were so close to himself.

I don't know if it's an illusion. A black-red shimmer seems to coil up above the blade.

The shimmer seemed to pierce what was going on in front of Zheng.

"thorn!!"

The sound of the sword cutting into the flesh.