From the moment he was born, Fu Su had lived in luxury. He had never been on a battlefield, nor had he experienced life and death.
When he was three years old, he began to learn Confucianism. This study lasted for twenty years.
It was no exaggeration to say that although he was the son of Qin Shihuang, he had never killed anyone in all these years, not even a drop of blood.
As a result, Fu Su's understanding of the battlefield only came from the mouths of others.
"Retreat!"
Wang Li saw the confusion in Fu Su's eyes and could not help but sigh.
What he didn't know was that Ying Tian's goal in setting up this trap wasn't just to get rid of the Confucian scholar, but also to provoke Fu Su.
He hoped that the death of the scholarly faction would make Fu Su repent and put away his cheap pity.
Very quickly.
Wang Li left with a group of people, leaving behind a mess of corpses.
At this moment, the servants in the mansion ran out trembling, their faces pale with fright.
Some people's legs went limp and they fell to the ground, unable to speak.
……
Compared to the hell on earth on Fu Su's side, Ying Tian was leisurely drinking.
The sun hung high in the sky, and the sunlight was bright. Sitting on the stone bench, he felt very relaxed.
He knew what was happening, but he had never taken it to heart.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered with Fu Su.
Fu Su's character was not a problem, but the most important thing was that he lacked vigor and stubbornness.
As the saying goes, it is easy to change a mountain, but it is difficult to change one's nature. This is the most difficult thing to change.
Whoosh!
Ying Tian took a deep breath and shook his head. He didn't want to think about this nonsense anymore.
He changed his clothes and prepared to do farm work.
Suddenly.
Someone was at the door.
Wang Li's face was covered in blood. His arms were bare, and he looked sloppy as he walked over.
If this guy was in the modern world, he would definitely be captured in less than two days.
"Wash your face and wait for me to heat up the wine. Otherwise, people will think I'm an accomplice.”
Ying Tian put down the hoe in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a smile.
Wang Li turned around and went to the sink to wash his face. Ying Tian walked into the kitchen.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, he carried two plates of dishes and a jar of wine out.
Ying Tian took out a wine cup and filled Wang Li's cup. Only then did he have the time to ask," How was it? Did it go smoothly? Did you let that old bastard escape?"”
The reason why Wang Li had suddenly arrived was because of Ying Tian's orders.
Three days was enough time for the news to spread. Chunyu Yue had even raised his arms and shouted many times, confirming the authenticity of his release from prison.
Since that was the case, there was no need to waste time. It was better to take advantage of the big trouble in his heart.
Ying Tian had already arranged for soldiers to be stationed at the city gates.
He promised to kill one if one came, and two if two came. He would not be lenient.
The so-called Confucian ceremony was just a bluff from the beginning.
Only someone like Chunyu Yue, whose mind was filled with mush, would believe it.
Speaking of which...
No one knew that while Chunyu Yue was influencing Fu Su, Fu Su was also influencing him.
After spending so much time with Fu Su, Chunyu Yue mistakenly believed that everyone was like Fu Su and would not lie.
He would never have thought that Ying Tian was the exact opposite.
"Tian 'ge, I'm not bragging, but I've long disliked that old thing. It's just that I haven't had the chance to make a move. This time, it's really satisfying. A white knife goes in and a red knife comes out. I guarantee that he won't be able to reincarnate in his next life.”
Wang Li grabbed a chicken drumstick and put it in his mouth as he spoke in a muffled voice.
Ying Tian had a strange expression on his face.
It seemed like…
Chunyu Yue was not very popular in Great Qin, and almost everyone hated him.
However, this was normal. After all, that old fellow had to promote Confucianism in Great Qin every day.
This was equivalent to lighting a lantern in a latrine pit…
Wang Li stood at the side, his eyes glowing with a green light." Tian 'ge, is there anyone else you want to kill? As long as you say the word, I promise I'll take care of them for you."”
This guy was only a few years away from twenty years old, but he had already been on the battlefield and his hands were stained with blood.
However, ever since Great Qin had been unified, it had been quite some time since they had fought on the battlefield.
Looking at the madness in Wang Li's eyes, Ying Tian frowned slightly.
His original plan was to change Wang Li into someone less old-fashioned and more scheming.
However, he did not expect that it would instead activate the ruthlessness in this kid's bones.
This was not what he wanted to see.
"How many times have I told you not to do it yourself? If you want to touch this place, do you understand?”
Ying Tian glared at Wang Li and pointed at his own head.
Although he exercised every day, that was in case of emergencies.
In reality.
Ying Tian had always been with Brother Zheng during his years on the battlefield, unless he had no other choice.
Otherwise, he would never make a move.
As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. Even the God of Killing Baiqi could not guarantee a hundred percent survival on the battlefield, let alone Ying Tian.
"Tian 'ge, you're the only one who needs to use your brain. I was born stupid.”
Wang Li smiled brightly as he filled Ying Tian's cup with wine and muttered softly.
He had once boasted that he was a genius in the art of war, but ever since he met Ying Tian, he had given up on this title.
"Tian 'ge, two days ago, grandpa said that you should visit the mansion when you have time.”
As if he had thought of something, Wang Li scratched his head and reminded him.
Instantly.
Ying Tianxia's consciousness trembled and he said in a bad mood," Are you complaining that I died too late?”
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