My golden finger is delicious

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Wu Ding admired the unique scenery in front of him.

He admired Zulong's momentum and figure.

When he was led by the waiter to walk forward slowly and see the other people in front of Emperor Qin clearly.

Wu Ding: …………

What the hell?

In Wu Ding's imagination.

In front of Zulong, there should be civil officials and military generals.

At the very least, it should be the sons and grandsons of the dragon.

At the very least, it should be singing girls and dancing girls.

He never expected that the passers-by A, B, C, and D who had been blurred into the background board under Zulong's momentum before.

It turned out to be so strange.

The most eye-catching one, with bare breasts, only a few feather ornaments on the upper body, and all kinds of strange totems painted with red cinnabar. The lower body is skinny, layered, and the "skirt" is like a blooming flower, layer after layer.

Wu Ding: ? ? ?

There is another one who is equally good next to him.

Wearing all white is nothing.

Wearing a white hat is nothing.

But you paint all your skin white, including your face, which is a bit...

A young man dressed like a beggar, tattered but with smooth skin and a healthy look.

A strong man wearing a dozen gold bracelets, like a Fujian bride sunning her makeup before her wedding.

An old man with skinny body, chicken skin and white hair, who seems to be about to ascend to heaven after he can't catch his breath.

There are some slightly normal ones.

The one wearing a Taoist robe over there is quite neat.

But isn't your hat too high? Performing acrobatics?

A group of strange-looking people, standing in this grand, solemn, high-end and luxurious palace that makes people with obsessive-compulsive disorder extremely comfortable.

It destroys the beauty.

It's extremely eye-catching.

Emm...With this look, we can almost guess who they are.

They should be practitioners serving Daqin.

The identity is guessed.

The way they look at Wu Ding is naturally extremely unfriendly.

It's not that there is no respect and expectation.

But there are more doubts, suspicions, jealousy, and disgust.

The plan of the Black Mountain Demon was only slightly affected in Daqin.

Whether it is Shu, which destroyed the country, or Tang, which presided over this matter, for these people, it is just a "rumor".

It's not that I don't believe in Prince Fusu.

It's just that Prince Fusu is young after all.

I don't know how dangerous the world is.

I don't know that liars are so handsome and decent.

Haha, some people, in order to deceive the trust of the powerful.

The noise they make is getting bigger and bigger.

Haha, some people, relying on their own little magic.

They can make a big move to change the world.

Humph, some people, relying on their own little ability, don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth.

Dare to boast that they can change the heaven-granted barrier.

Joke, something they can't do.

Where did the young man come from who overestimated his own abilities.

A long series of inner activities were all covered by their acting skills.

If it weren't for Wu Ding's good eyesight and his current strength, he could absolutely control the subtle auras they exuded.

He really couldn't find it.

"Spirit stick" industry.

No matter if they have real skills or not.

Outstanding acting skills are the key.

The naivety of showing emotions on one's face, probably only in the modern peaceful Dharma Ending Age can be so indulgent.

However, they really respect and fear the First Emperor.

It's also fortunate that the First Emperor can suppress them in terms of aura.

Otherwise, Wu Ding would have to pretend to be awesome and slap his face as soon as he came up...

Hmm? Wait, did the author miss a few thousand words of water injection because the First Emperor was too awesome?

Wu Ding finally walked in front of the First Emperor despite the obscure and fluctuating looks of his "peers".

Respectfully performed the etiquette of the Great Qin.

Expressed respect for this outstanding emperor.

The Qin Emperor in this world lacked many firsts in history.

But his achievements must have been no less.

Repairing canals, building bridges, paving roads, introducing good varieties, reducing taxes, and emphasizing agriculture and sericulture are for people's livelihood.

Amending laws, reforming the army, revising etiquette, and killing the powerful are for state affairs.

He inherited the blessings left by several generations of wise kings of the Qin Dynasty very well.

He also handled the problems left by the two hundred years of the Qin Dynasty very well.

Ask the people and officials of the Qin Dynasty.

How is the current emperor?

I guess they will all have an answer that he is a good emperor, but he has a bad temper.

If he were not a "tyrant", how could he cut the flesh to remove the rot and scrape the bones to remove the poison? Clean up the rotten bones and rotten flesh left in the development of the Qin Dynasty in one go?

After two hundred years of national life, some unfortunate dynasties have already perished.

The Qin Dynasty can still have the appearance of rejuvenation.

It has the strength to lead the country to the west.

It is this "tyrannical" king who is wise and decisive.

"Witch immortal master, don't worry about it."

The tyrant has a bad temper, but he is also respectful to the wise and humble, which is the basic quality of a wise king.

Wu Ding clearly felt it, after the First Emperor said this.

Layers of "jealousy" emotions were transmitted from behind.

Well, it was quite refreshing.

Then it was Fusu's scene.

Even if the First Emperor already knew it.

Fusu had to tell the weirdos behind him.

Wu Ding's great achievements, Wu Ding's strength, Wu Ding's power, must be highlighted so that the people behind him can hear it clearly.

If Fusu was not sure about Wu Ding's ability.

Now his words would be more euphemistic and uncertain.

Let the group of people behind him, the brainless fans of the father emperor, jump out and argue with Wu Ding.

So that Wu Ding can show off his skills and prove himself.

They are the villains.

The First Emperor and Fusu only need to "half push and half give in" to achieve the purpose of the test.

In addition, the final severe punishment and heavy reward are used together to give Wu Ding enough room to step down.

This is a common political method.

It is commonly used at the ordinary level.

But it is easy to use.

Basically, as long as you don't encounter a brainless person, or the kind of "X-point protagonist" who can't stand the slightest humiliation.

No one can't let go of such a small test.

But this method also depends on the situation.

When Fusu is very sure that Wu Ding is really capable.

Isn't it just a waste of time to use this trick?

Deliberately disgusting people?

Or using Wu Ding to put on airs?

The praise in Fusu's words is enough to be written into a poem.

Of course, the First Emperor received his son's hint.

He stood up and walked down two steps.

He begged Wu Ding to help save the people of Daqin from the water and fire.

Wu Ding was embarrassed to be modest because of the high-profile.

He hurriedly used magic to stabilize the First Emperor and prevent him from completing the ceremony.

Hmm? The jealousy behind him seemed to be about to explode.

No matter how well-educated the charlatan was, some of them would probably not be able to hold back at this time...

"Your Majesty!"

As expected, he came.

"Master Wu Xian is good at exorcising demons. I believe that even after entering the [door], he can come and go freely."

The one who spoke was the Taoist whose hat was twice as high as others.

Never expected that his concentration was the worst.

"But the formation that seals the door and sets up the household... after all, it is not a joke."

The play here, whether it is talking about the awesome formation or Wu Ding's chicken, is very meaningful.

The breadth and depth of Chinese lies in.

As long as you are willing, you can always make two meanings in one sentence.

People have said so much.

If Wu Ding doesn't do something, he will be no different from the naive person in the palace fighting novels who waits for the emperor to make the decision.

"That's right. After all, I've never heard of such a messy formation. Who knows if it can be used?"

The big guys applauded in unison: This hatred is really fierce.

"You!" It's not just one person who can't hold it back.

At least half of the people behind took several steps ahead.

The remaining half of the people also showed anger and snorted lightly.

That formation is the result of decades of hard work by all of them.

How could they allow Wu Ding to slander it casually?

"What Daqin wants is to stabilize the barrier on the Liankun Mountains so that there is no door. This is the first step. It is also the most basic thing to do."

"And the second step is to open a stable channel that Daqin can control."

"Hmph."

"Good to know."

"It took us decades to complete the formation structure."

"If it weren't for the lack of manpower..."

"Your Majesty, we have known each other for decades, studied the formation together, and cooperated tacitly."

"Just give us another ten years..."

"It would be counterproductive for an outsider to rashly insert himself."

"This witch fairy master... uh, cough cough cough."

The chatter in the hall suddenly fell silent.

The only thing that caused this effect was that the First Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly.

A glimmer of cold light flashed in the dark eyes, condensing the coldness and anger in the heart of the owner of these black eyes.

This disapproving look, coupled with the repressive momentum that suddenly erupted from the whole body.

No words, no actions.

All dissatisfaction was suppressed.

The First Emperor showed with a single look why he was called a "tyrant".

Now the First Emperor, who was controlling the situation with his ultimate move, was not simply telling them to shut up.

The fire in his impetuous heart was stirring.

It was enough to prove that he was not putting on airs, but was really a little angry.

These people had made great contributions, that was true.

They had studied hard, that was also true.

They were loyal, that was even more true.

But if they could handle it, why would he come all the way to Wu Ding?

Sightseeing? !

The First Emperor's anger made the "charlatans" quite panic.

They wanted to explain, but they just didn't know how to start.

They were indeed a little "bravo" just now.

But, but what they were worried about was also the truth.

No, no, no, the focus now was not on their own grievances and difficulties.

But to calm the First Emperor's anger.

The point was to show that they were not jealous of talents.

At this moment, Wu Ding seemed to have automatically understood the editing method.

He refuted their long-winded rebuttals.

All the suppression by the Emperor Qin Shi Huang's aura was cut off.

He continued what he was saying.

What did he just say?

Oh, that was the first and second steps.

Wu Ding raised his hand, and on his slender fingers, a trace of golden light was wrapped around him.

"Is it like this?"

The gods: What is this? What is it like?

"What is on the ground?!"

What is on the ground?

A formation that was secretly laid.

Wu Ding moved his fingers slightly.

The thin golden lines on the ground suddenly turned into a golden wall.

The structure of this golden wall is quite simple.

It's just a circle.

This circle just surrounded them.

The only exit is the width of one person on the side of the Emperor Qin Shi Huang.

"You, this is..."

"It's just a simple little formation. You can try to break through it. If you can't do it...then don't come out."

He flicked his long sleeves.

The last exit was directly closed.

In the vast and magnificent hall.

There was a golden "column".

It flashed a soft and rich light.

It isolated all the sounds and attacks inside the light column.