The next day, Qin Country, Xianyang Palace.
Snowflakes fluttered down, covering the entire world in a layer of silver. What a cold winter, and what a heavy snowfall. Heaven and earth were changed by the wind and snow. The Great Wall was a vast expanse, devoid of life. Even the surging Yellow River was frozen by the snow and no longer flowed.
At first glance, it seemed to be as a certain great man had said: "The scenery of the northern kingdom is covered in ice for thousands of miles, and snow for thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only a vast expanse of land.”
Within the tall palace walls, killing intent and solemnity could be felt. He wore a fox fur coat and stood tall in the cold, quietly feeling the vastness of the sky and the weight of the earth. In his eyes, the path of controlling people, the path of killing, the path of balance, and so on were all paths of governing a country. In his heart, his country was a place where Great Qin's army could reach. This was the path he pursued-the path of the King.
Thousands of miles away, thousands of people bow their heads, the four seas and rivers, hundreds of generations of kings.
This was what he had been pursuing for his entire life. Now, success seemed to be within his grasp. In an instant, this world could be settled.
His thoughts slowly spread out, and he returned to that morning seven days ago.
In the royal study, Ying Zheng was reading the memorial carefully when Zhao Gao suddenly came to report that the Young Master of the Yin-Yang School was seeking an audience.
He raised his head in surprise, his eyes filled with doubt." Xuan-"
After a while, a handsome young man walked in. His lips were red and his teeth were white. His face was like a crown of jade, and his hair was casually scattered on his shoulders. However, a purple gold jade hairpin was tied up in the middle. He was wearing a white robe with golden cloud patterns on the edge. The golden flame on his collar was vivid, and behind him was an auspicious cloud painted with golden threads. His every move was calm, and there was always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. The bearing of a disciple of a famous family was fully displayed. It was the Young Master of the Yin Yang School, Jun Yi Xuan.
Even the indifferent King of Qin, Ying Zheng, could not help but exclaim in admiration," What a graceful and magnanimous demeanor! A hero indeed comes from a young age!”
He bowed slightly and smiled lightly.”Even so, a trace of joy inadvertently flashed across his eyes, but it did not escape Qin Wang's eyes.
The King of Qin just waved his hand slightly and said," You don't have to be too modest. There are only a handful of people in the world who can deserve my praise. Since I recognize you, there's no need to say anything more."”In his heart, he thought that he was still a young man. No matter how talented he was, how calm he was, he was still not mature enough! However, it would be a good thing if such a young talent could really be used by the empire.
Jun Yi Xuan also smiled lightly." Yes, I've learned my lesson."”
"Alright, let's not talk about idle chatter. Why have you come to find me today?”The smile disappeared, and he returned to the demeanor of the iron-blooded emperor who looked down on the world.
Jun Yi Xuan did not mind and with a wave of his long sleeves, he placed his hands behind his back and said with a calm smile," Today, I have come to give you a gift."”
"Oh? Where did the gifts come from?" This was the first time that this handsome youth had met him. Not only was he not afraid, but he had also come so openly just to give him gifts. Qin Wang was curious.
"Yixuan knows that Your Majesty is thrifty, so this gift is not luxurious. It's just a simple head.”Giving away a head was equivalent to giving away a life. As the saying went, life and death were a matter of life and death. However, he was so indifferent, as if he was stepping on an ant.
"Head! Speaking of heads, Qin Wang couldn't help but think of the scene that happened in the main hall. That was the only time in his life that his life was in danger, and he believed that it would be the only time. However, once bitten, twice shy. Every time he thought of this matter, he shuddered. Now that he heard a sentence that almost brought up the past, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Jun Yi Xuan saw the King of Qin frown and his heart calmed down. He said lightly," Your Majesty, please be patient. Before I explain my intentions, may I ask Your Majesty to answer a few questions?"”
"En! Ask away!" The King of Qin frowned even more but did not refute Jun Yi Xuan, but agreed.
"Is there any discrepancy between the information that Your Majesty received regarding Jing Ke's assassination of Qin?”Jun Yi Xuan asked softly in a respectful tone.
"Of course-"
"The Black Ice Platform and the net did not find any clues this time, right?”
"Of course-"
"That's right, and Yixuan is here to deliver the head of the mastermind to Your Majesty.”
"Hmm? Could it be that the mastermind was someone else other than Yan Dan?”It was only at this moment that Qin Wang asked the question that had been lingering in his heart.
"Otherwise, although the mastermind is Yan Dan, the one who isolated the network from the Black Ice Platform's intelligence system is the young lord of the Yan Country, Yan Hong.”After saying that, he smiled slightly and clenched his right hand behind his back, looking as if he had a pearl of wisdom in his hand.
"Yan Dan's eldest son, Yan Hong, how did he manage to block Great Qin's intelligence network?”There was a trace of anger and doubt in Qin Wang's tone. It was obvious that he had been negligent this time.
"Your Majesty, Yan Hong can be said to be a genius. In just a few years, he has already used the Mo Family to build a huge intelligence network for the Yan Country. This is why he can isolate Great Qin's intelligence.”At the crucial point, his words were concise and comprehensive. He did not delay at all and showed the demeanor of a general.
"Yan Hong, Mo Family, good, very good. Then according to what you said before, have you killed Yan Hong and offered his head to me?”After saying the word 'good' twice, his tone was filled with anger. Finally, he asked the key question.
"No, I didn't bring Yan Hong's head with me, but I already know where he is hiding.”
"Is that so? Then I'll see your information.”His words were indifferent and emotionless, but Jun Yi Xuan could clearly feel the murderous intent in them. With a flip of his sleeve, a small roll of bamboo slips appeared in his hand. He held it up with both hands and bowed to the bamboo slips above his head, which was the etiquette of a subject.
With hurried steps, Zhao Gao carefully presented the memorial.
The King of Qin gently unfolded the memorial. There were only a few lines of words in it, but he carefully read it several times before gently putting the bamboo slip down again. He said to Jun Yi Xuan," Young man, neither humble nor overbearing, neither arrogant nor impatient. You are very good. Alright, you can leave now!"”It was also a good word, but the meaning now was very different.
Jun Yixuan waved his long sleeves and bowed slightly before leaving the room. When he reached the door, he suddenly said," The seven kingdoms in the world are full of heroes. The King is also the first person whom I sincerely admire."”
"Haha, of all the people in the world, you are the first one who dares to speak to me like this.”A burst of forthright laughter, but he did not blame Jun Yi Xuan for being unreasonable, showing the magnanimity of a peerless emperor.
Sighing inwardly, the young man ascended the throne and ruled Great Qin. I've lived half my life. This young man was the only person that the Emperor of Great Qin could not see through.
As his thoughts gradually came back to his mind, the sound of familiar footsteps came from behind the king of Qin. The king of Qin smiled and asked indifferently," Zhao Gao, how did it go?”
"This servant did not fail your orders!"
"En, set up a fight, Concubine Zheng."
"Yes-"
No one praised or commented, but Zhao Gao knew in his heart that his master was very happy at this moment.
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In a small village on the outskirts of Linzi.
The peaceful farmyard was quiet and natural. At first glance, you might not think that there was a secret here.
The disciples of the Mo Family were all over the world, and this was the largest stronghold of the Mo Family in Qi State. Within a radius of a hundred miles, these seemingly kind and honest farmers were all elite disciples of the Mo Family. They would give a timely warning at the slightest sign of trouble.
In a quiet courtyard, which was the center of the area, Yan Dan was looking at his unconscious wife with a grave expression. His resolute face was filled with worry, but he was holding a piece of paper in his hand. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
There weren't many words on the paper. There were only eight words-Young Master fell off the cliff, and his life and death were unknown. These eight words were like a thousand pounds that smashed into his heart. When his wife received this news, she fainted.
Creak!
The door was gently pushed open, and a pretty figure walked in. She was wearing a rattan purple and white scarf, a navy blue tube top dress, a half-gray-blue-white short-sleeved jacket, a white wrist guard (wrapped with a blue-purple ribbon), and a pair of ivory boots. She had a ponytail tied up on her head, a light blue headscarf, and a pair of black hair. The bangs on his forehead danced in the wind, his eyebrows were as thin and long as the moon, and his hair was as white as a sheet. Her thin pink lips. Only her eyes were never casual. Her clear eyes were fresh and beautiful, moving one's soul. It was Duanmu Rong.
Yan Dan and Duanmu Rong looked at each other but did not say anything. She quietly walked to the bedside and gently pressed her slender hand on Concubine Yan's pulse.
The next moment, Duanmu Rong's face was filled with worry. She frowned slightly and said to Yan Dan," The Crown Princess Consort is so sad that her heart meridian has been hurt. The injury to her meridian is not serious, but the heart disease must be treated with medicine. Rong 'er dares to ask, what is it that has caused the Crown Princess Consort to be so sad?"”
The hand hidden in his sleeve trembled. He took a deep breath and handed the messenger pigeon to Duanmu Rong without saying a word.
He gently received the letter and glanced at it. Then, he felt a dull buzz in his mind. He felt his blood pressure in his chest and his vision turned black.
Forcefully circulating his internal energy, he steadied his mind and turned to Yan Dan with a trembling voice." Is he the one mentioned here?" Even now, he still could not believe it. There was still a one-in-ten-thousand hope in his tone. He hoped that this person was not the lover that he had been worrying about day and night.
"Yes, it is indeed Hong-er." His tone was filled with endless sadness and decline. If that was really the case, it would be equivalent to a white-haired person sending a black-haired person away.
There was no crying, no shouting, no tears, only a faint trace of blood slowly seeping out from the corner of his lips. Love was poison that penetrated the intestines. When love reached the deepest depths, it was bound to be heartbroken.
Sighing softly, Yan Dan even regretted telling her this news. However, what was done was done. Yan Dan could only place his hand on her back and use his pure inner energy to heal her internal injuries. However, just as Duanmu Rong had said, a heart disease must be treated with medicine. If Yan Hong really died young, the world would be sad for many years.
"Rong 'er, you can stay here to accompany Madam for the next few days. I have some matters that I have to leave!”Yan Dan looked at the woman who was equivalent to his daughter-in-law and said kindly.
" Yes, Your Highness. Please rest assured."
"From now on, there's no need to mention the title of Your Highness anymore. How can a down-and-out person be considered Your Highness? Why don't you call me uncle?”
Tears trickled down her face, but a smile finally appeared on her face. However, this smile was so poignant and bitter." Rong 'er greets Uncle..."
A call, a lifetime of responsibility, a lifetime of promise. Even if she was really separated from heaven and earth forever, she would have no regrets for life.
Since my heart belongs to you, I have no regrets for life. Ask my feelings, ask my heart, life and death will follow!
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