Chapter 101 Wei Zhuang Stops Pretending

Gongsun Ce robbed the King of Qi's carriage and even robbed the King of Qi!

The moment Gongsun Ce saw Yue Ming's expression, he knew that this guy was holding back his fart.
"Come here, help the Second Master to pull the car in!"

Yue Ming came to his senses, stepped forward, took the horse reins, and walked forward.

Not long after walking in Xiaoshengxian Manor, Yue Ming looked at Gongsun Ce with a bit of flattery on his face, "Second Master, do you have any questions about me?"

Gongsun Ce waved his hand and said, "Put your heart in your ass. I've said it, but I don't know if it will be of any use."

"It's useful, it's useful. It must be useful!"

Gongsun Ce shook his head. This stupid son of a landlord, could he not know that his father has lost his job?

Don't forget that when King Jian of Qi mentioned Yue Ming, he was referring to the son of the former internal historian of Zhao.

After the carriage stopped, Gongsun Ce came to Xunzi's bamboo house, where Xunzi was reading a book.

"came back?"

Gongsun Ce walked over to sit opposite Xunzi and said, "Teacher, this journey has not been peaceful for me."

Xunzi put down the book in his hand and sighed, "I originally thought that the six old friends of the farm family still remembered my reputation. Now I think I have kept a low profile for too long."

"I guess they thought they would die without any evidence. If they win, my body will be destroyed. If I win, they will die without a complete body.

But I didn’t expect that the Grand Master of Qi would come to the rescue.”

Xunzi nodded slightly, "Yes, Lu Zhonglian is indeed a variable, but he is also sensible. He only saves people and has no intention of attacking you."

"So it was him, no wonder."

Lu Zhonglian was from Qi and was generally respected as Lu Lianzi.

Judging from his life, this person may have come from a famous family, a strategist, or a Confucianist.

Lu Zhonglian had extraordinary strategy and outstanding eloquence, but he was unwilling to be an official. His two most famous deeds were defeating the Qin army with wisdom and recovering Liaocheng.

In the future, many poets will praise his strategy and eloquence.

It is not surprising that such a person can become a great master.

Xunzi stroked his white beard and said, "The envoy of the King of Qin will be here soon, and you should leave too."

Gongsun Ce nodded, "Yes, but Jingwei will probably have to stay in Xiaoshengxian Manor."

Xunzi couldn't help laughing and scolding, "You evil disciple, how can my little Shengxian Manor be a place for you to hide a beauty?"

"She is on Luowang's wanted list after all, so the less trouble she has, the better."

Gongsun Ce left Xunzi's bamboo house and returned to his courtyard.

The courtyard was very peaceful. Jingwei was holding Gongsun Yan and basking in the sun.

Gongsun Ce walked in and found that Gongsun Yan had his eyes closed and was sleeping soundly.

Gongsun Ce couldn't help but feel curious, "Jingwei, how did you manage to make Ah Yan so quiet?"

Jingwei's answer was very hardcore, "I pressed her sleeping point."

Gongsun Ce opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Feiyan walked out of the room holding a fur blanket. "Don't worry, it won't hurt. Yue'er was also noisy when she was little, and Lord Donghuang would press her sleeping points. Yue'er is still alive and well now."

Gongsun Ce felt that the Yin-Yang School’s child-rearing manual was unexpectedly explosive.

But it really worked, and now Gongsun Yan is sleeping peacefully.

This also explains why most people in the Yin-Yang School are paranoid and weird - they were pressed too many acupoints when they were sleeping when they were young.

At the border between the vast states of Han and Wei, a small path winds its way through the land.

It was dusk, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the official road, casting a golden hue.

A group of people and horses were moving slowly along the path. The sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling mixed together and echoed in the open field. A large black flag was planted on the carriage in the middle, with a black bird depicted on it.

The curtains were hanging low, but with the breeze blowing, through the curtains that were lifted up inadvertently, it could be seen that the carriage was empty.

Around the carriage, one hundred Iron Eagle Warriors in black clothes and black armor followed on horseback. Their eyes were as sharp as eagles, and they were always alert to the movements around them.

Meng Tian, ​​the chief envoy, and Li Si, the deputy envoy, were the people closest to the carriage.

When the carriage was traveling in South Korea, someone could be seen escorting it from behind. It was Wei Zhuang.

At this time, Wei Zhuang was wearing a suit of armor and riding on a tall horse. Surrounding him were the most elite White Armor Army squad that had once been under Bai Yifei's command.

Yes, Wei Zhuang stopped pretending.

After a period of trial and error, Wei Zhuang has completely taken control of Ji Wuye's power.

Even though Ji Yihu objected, no one under Ji Wuye's command responded to Ji Yihu, and Ji Yihu was easily taken to the Sky Prison.

The biggest difference between Wei Zhuang and Ji Wuye is the way they treat their subordinates.

Wei Zhuang also believed that his subordinates were just chess pieces, but chess pieces also needed to be maintained.

With Wei Zhuang's combination of soft and hard tactics of giving him a sweet date and a big stick, he naturally accepted everything about Ji Wuye very easily.

Even if Wei Zhuang appeared in his true appearance at the Korean morning court, King An of Han would have no choice but to recognize the new general.

Just as the delegation led by Meng Tian crossed the border between Han and Wei, Wei Zhuang raised his hand to stop the white-armored soldiers around him from moving forward.

At the front of the trail, a group of figures suddenly appeared in the sight of the carriage team.

They were dressed in Wei State clothing. The leader was tall and strong with a resolute face. He was Dian Qing, the Pijiamen of Wei State.

Behind him stood a group of fellow disciples, all holding weapons and looking aggressive.

Dian Qing's gaze was fixed on the carriage team in the distance, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

The predecessor of Pijiamen was Wei Wuzu, and Dianqing’s master was a general of Wei.

The Wei Wuzu and the Qin army were natural opposites.

What's more, Dian Qing's master died at the hands of Xuan Jian, and Dian Qing's hatred for the Qin State was unprecedentedly high.

Therefore, although Dian Qing did not know why the Qin delegation wanted to enter the Wei State, he also did not know who leaked the news to him.

Dian Qing still summoned his fellow disciples. Killing a young general and civil official of Qin might not have any impact on Qin.

But if the general was named Meng Tian and the civil official was Li Si, that would be a different matter.

Dian Qing waved his hand, signaling his fellow apprentices behind him to prepare to move forward. Since Dian Qing was determined to annihilate the Qin envoys, he had no intention of covering his face.

When the Iron Eagle Warriors around the carriage saw the armored sect members blocking the road ahead, they all drew their weapons and prepared to fight the upcoming battle.

For a moment, the atmosphere on the trail was tense and on the verge of a fight.

Dian Qing raised his two axes expressionlessly and rushed towards the delegation in front of him.

"Qin Gou, die!"

Meng Tian saw this and raised his hand sharply, "Strike up the string!"

The Iron Eagle Warrior immediately raised his crossbow, strung it and aimed it at the armored sect member charging towards him.

The range of a crossbow does not exceed one hundred meters, so you must wait until the opponent approaches a certain distance before you can shoot an arrow.

Dian Qing, who was leading the group, was getting closer and closer to the delegation, and Meng Tian suddenly felt a little nervous.

The members of the Armored Sect in front of them were all dressed in coarse linen clothes, but they dared to charge at the Qin army with bows and crossbows.

This reminded Meng Tian of the Wei Kingdom's armored army, especially the sturdy man in the lead who looked very much like Dian Qing, who was known for being unscathed in a hundred battles.

As Dian Qing got closer, Meng Tian couldn't help but count down in his mind: five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters, one hundred meters!

(End of this chapter)