Qin Dynasty snare people

"Baiyue slave?"

In an elegant and quiet courtyard, the self-proclaimed sixth prince of the Wei Kingdom, Wei Lingshu, was kneeling in a pavilion, playing with a jade cup in his hand. He said with some surprise, his eyes flickered, and he drank the cup in one gulp. .

Suddenly, he felt that Korea was quite interesting.

The Korean prince is a loser. Of course, it cannot be ruled out that he is pretending to deliberately paralyze them.

The Fourth Young Master, Han Yu, is a capable person, with a gentle and elegant manner, giving people a feeling of spring breeze, but he is very good at pretending, which he doesn't like, after all, he himself doesn't like this kind of person very much.

Ninth Young Master Han Fei, one of the close disciples of Confucian Master Xun, was a great talent in Legalism. Unfortunately, he was not reused by King An of Han. Now he is being suppressed by Ji Wuye and others, including the Fourth Young Master Han Yu.

In addition to the recent ghost soldier robbery case, the assassination of Zuo Sima Liu Yi, and today's Baiyue slaves from Chu State.

This farce in South Korea seems to be getting more and more interesting.

The maid beside him calmly told the news she had inquired about, looking a little embarrassed.

"Thank you for your hard work. How can I thank you?"

Wei Lingshu stretched out his hand to pull the maid from the Han Palace into his arms, put his arms around her waist, stroked her hair to comfort her, looked at her with admiration, and chuckled.

The maid in front of him was sent by the King of Han to take care of his daily life.

"I don't know, Nunu, maid~"

The rather pretty maid blushed and said softly.

Wei Lingshu said softly: "You will know later~"

. . . . . . . . . . .

At this moment, Mei Sanniang, who was guarding outside, frowned and moved her position as if she was disgusted.

Although she had heard of this sixth young master for a long time, after meeting him in person, she still couldn't stand the extravagant style of this aristocrat.

About half an hour.

The maid who had been bullied in the courtyard blushed and ran out, not daring to look at Mei Sanniang along the way.

Mei Sanniang watched the other party go away, then frowned and walked into the courtyard. Looking at the disheveled Wei Lingshu in the pavilion, she frowned and said, "Sixth Young Master, don't forget the purpose of our trip!"

She felt that she needed to remind the other party.

This trip to South Korea is not to play with women, especially since this is the palace of the Korean King. You should pay attention to your behavior.

"The taste of Korean maids is pretty good."

Wei Lingshu pursed his lips, as if tasting some snacks, and said with a sigh.

Mei Sanniang frowned and looked at Wei Lingshu gloomily.

Wei Lingshu noticed Mei Sanniang's gaze, immediately shrugged his shoulders, changed the subject and said: "A few days ago, the spies said that the slaves of Chu State were attacked and many people died. Is this true?"

"kindness."

Mei Sanniang nodded. She learned this news on the road.

Wei Lingshu's eyes flickered, he chuckled, and said slowly: "As expected, those slaves have all come to South Korea. The people who attacked Chu are either Koreans or enemies of South Korea."

"Why do you say that?"

Mei Sanniang looked at Wei Lingshu in confusion and asked.

"The maid told me."

Wei Lingshu chuckled.

"Master, do you think I'm stupid?"

Mei Sanniang clenched her fists and growled angrily.

It's not like Mei Sanniang didn't know what Wei Lingshu and the maid did just now. There is no relationship between the two, and there is no way they are.

Is not it?

Wei Lingshu murmured in his heart, but he didn't dare to tease the tigress too much. Mei Sanniang was not easy to bully. She was dressed in steel skin and bones, and those who tried to tease her would have their balls crushed, like a chicken flying over an egg.

Don't underestimate Mei Sanniang's ferocity. This girl came from the military and is not an ordinary woman.

Be it character or otherwise.

"I only went with her to find out information. People like them know some information better."

Wei Lingshu explained quickly, and at the same time gave a rough summary of what happened today, to express that he was not playing around, but was busy with business.

"Young master, you don't need to explain this to me. The general is only responsible for your safety!"

Upon hearing this, Mei Sanniang said in a deep voice.

Wei Lingshu rolled his eyes, Mei Sanniang's attitude just now was like she wanted to hit someone.

But he didn't bother to worry about it.

Compared with these things, he has to meet Han Fei later. He doesn't have much time in Korea this time, and some people are better to meet.

This determines some things and choices.

. . . . . . . . . .

at dusk.

A site on the outskirts of Xinzheng has just been planned for Baiyue slaves to live and build their new homes. At this moment, all of these people have smiles on their faces. They obviously feel that their lives have hope in the future. After all, they are King Han said it himself.

The king of South Korea will never talk nonsense.

For these people at the bottom, it is enough to have a place to live and not starve to death.

As for the rest, they have no requirements.

While these Baiyue refugees were happily building their homes, an old man with ragged clothes, gray hair, and a messy look like a crazy old man slowly walked into the settlement with a cane and a hunched body. .

The old man slowly raised his head, looking at the Baiyue slaves present who were dressed quite similar to him with his cloudy eyes, especially the joyful expressions on their faces, and a hint of indifference flashed deep in his eyes.

Because these people in front of me are no longer worthy of being called Baiyue people.

They have all forgotten where they came from, and what a disaster these people in the Central Plains have brought to them.

The home of the Baiyue people has never been here again.

"Old man, what are you doing here?!"

A young man came over, looked at the strange old man who walked in puzzledly, frowned, and asked.

"My mouth is dry, can you give me some water to drink?"

The old man raised his head slightly and said slowly.

"No, come on, come on, we're busy here."

The young man looked at the old man dissatisfied. On the one hand, he didn't know him, and on the other hand, he felt that something was wrong with the old man. It would be best to drive him away to prevent trouble.

"You shouldn't reject me~"

The old man shook his head, a strange smile gradually appeared on his face, and said in a low voice: "You can't refuse me!"

"Hiss~"

As the old man finished speaking, a large number of venomous snakes suddenly emerged from the surrounding grass. They swam over in overwhelming numbers, spitting out snake messages. Thousands of venomous snakes were spitting out snake messages. The sound made people's scalp numb. Especially these poisonous snakes are colorful, like a slowly gathering poisonous net.

"snake!!"

"Why are there so many snakes!"

Looking at these snakes, everyone became frightened.

"hehe."

The old man smiled coldly, and the poisonous snakes around him circled around him and pounced towards the Baiyue refugees present. No one, male or female, old or young, was spared. At the same time, a large amount of green poisonous mist began to emerge from the surroundings.

this moment.

This place where we were just about to build a home turned into a hell on earth.

Revealing a corner of troubled times.