Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

On the Hanguan Road, a carriage was moving forward towards Xianyang, riding alone on a horse without any ceremonial guards.

The carriage was sitting upright by Wang Guanlan and Zhao Zheng. The carriage was uncontrollable, but it was unbiased along the path and running forward.

Zhao Zheng has long been accustomed to this situation. He had known that his master was very good at his skills and had asked his master for advice.

The master is not stingy. He is willing to teach everything he wants to learn.

But things didn't go as expected, and he couldn't understand the words he hired for these strange techniques.

Unable to understand, naturally unable to learn.

Fortunately, the master tailored a martial art for him. Although the name is not very powerful, its power cannot be underestimated. If you practice it to the depths, it is still easy to fight a thousand.

It was also this incident that led to his idea of ​​reforming the world's words.

If all the books in the world use the same text, how could such trouble be?

The same book, the same car, and the same track, and the unified weights and measures. Sure enough, all the lessons assigned by the master are of profound meaning.

In just three years, he learned to use wealth for his whole life.

Now, it is his turn to use this wealth to benefit the people of the world.

"Master, in your opinion, what are the disadvantages of the six countries in Shandong?

When King Ping moved eastward, the Zhou Dynasty declined since then, and the countries fought, and only seven countries remained.

The six countries in Shandong were once overlords, but now they are ending up in a desperate situation. The disciple wants to hear how the master views this matter?"

On the carriage, Zhao Zheng took advantage of this tight time to ask his master for advice.

He had an inexplicable premonition that he had not had much time to spend with his master.

Wang Xuebin didn't know his disciple's thoughts. When he heard his words, he thought for a while, and said calmly:

"In the eyes of our teacher, the six Shandong countries flourished due to reform and reform, decline and sticking to the rules!"

Nowadays, Zhao Zheng's three views are mature. Wang Xuebin is no longer afraid that he will be misled by his own views, nor is he worried that his disciples will be superstitious about his master's authority because he is his master.

Doubt and thinking have been engraved into the heart of the apprentice. Even if it is his words, the apprentice will only use them as references and will not accept them blindly.

"Everything in the world changes all the time. The time is changing, the place is changing, and people are changing. How can national policies remain unchanged?

One answer solves another problem. If the answer is outdated, the problem will naturally not be solved.

If you don’t think about changing the answer, there will be more and more questions until it becomes difficult to return, and it will be when the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed!

The seven kingdoms in the world are all strong due to reforms, but only Qin State has the most thorough reforms. Therefore, today, only Qin State has the most powerful.

Remember, there is nothing in this world that is eternal and unchanging. If there is, it is change itself!"

At the end, Wang Xuebin seemed to think of something, and his tone became much heavier.

Zhao Zheng felt something when he heard this and glanced at the master in confusion.

Wang Xuebin also noticed the abnormality of his emotions, shook his head, and laughed at himself.

Now that history has long changed, the history of Qin's death in the second lifetime will naturally not repeat itself. He is still very confident in the disciple he taught.

Besides, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Can he manage for a while or not?

Let him go!

"Master, if the current situation changes greatly today, how should Qin State be unified? Should we still use the strategy of distance communication and near attack?"

When Wang Xuebin heard that his apprentice had another problem, he came back to his senses, no longer thought about it, and focused on his apprentice's problem.

"According to the teacher's opinion, although the world has changed, but..."

The sound of horse hooves covered the whispers of the master and apprentice, and it seemed particularly melodious on this mountain road where mountains were gathered.

......

"Young Master Fei!"

In Ganquan Palace, Mrs. Xiuli was wearing a green palace outfit, her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at the person who came.

Han Fei followed Chang'an Jun and saw Mrs. Xiuli wearing this, her brows furrowed in a ball.

"Madam, I'm polite!"

Han Fei's face was cold and hard, and a deep nasolabial fold made his originally handsome face look even more fierce.

"Is there any evidence for what the lady said?"

Han Fei looked down with his eyes, and did not look directly at Mrs. Xiuli. He raised his hand and bowed, and then he went straight to the point and went straight to the point.

"Please take your seat!"

Seeing Han Fei's behavior, Mrs. Xiuli's heart sank, but her expression became even more miserable.

"Han Tingwei, I have a question for you, and I hope the Lord can tell you the truth!"

Han Fei paused when he heard this, was silent for a moment, and said lightly:

"Madam, please speak!"

Mrs. Xiuli asked with a sad voice:

"Last year, I heard the king mention it in the palace that my South Korea had been captured by the Qin army. I wonder if this matter is true or false?"

When Han Fei heard this, his expression did not change at all, and he did not look up and said directly:

"That's true. South Korea, except Xinzheng, was captured by the Qin army!"

When Mrs. Xiuli heard this, she suddenly raised her head and asked with red eyes:

"Our country has lasted for hundreds of years. Is it possible to die today?"

Han Fei listened to Mrs. Xiuli's shouting, finally raised his head, looked at the woman whose eyebrows were somewhat similar to her, and said in a deep voice:

"Mrs. I am already a concubine of the Qin princess. I have nothing to do with you in my hometown. If nothing else, Han Fei will leave!"

As he said that, Han Fei stood up and prepared to leave.

Seeing Han Fei's behavior, Mrs. Xiuli changed her sad expression and sneered and said sarcastically:

"What? Our famous Legal scholars can't stand it anymore?

Are you not faced with me, my sister?

Or are you facing your identity as a Korean young man speechless?"

Han Fei was stunned when he heard this and immediately said:

"Madam Xiuli, please respect yourself!"

"Self-respect, do you want me to be respectful?"

When Mrs. Xiuli heard this, she suddenly stood up and took two steps forward. Regardless of Chang'an Jun's horror, she slapped Han Fei in the face.

"Our homeland is about to be destroyed, do you let me respect myself?

Look at what you look like now. Are you worthy of your father? Are you worthy of Korea?"

Han Fei felt the scorching feeling on his cheeks, closed his eyes gently, and said lightly:

"This is the general trend of the world. South Korea is weak and does not want to make progress. If you have the right to die, what can you do?"

When Mrs. Xiuli heard this, she bit her teeth tightly, stared at Han Fei, and said fiercely:

"You know the way, you know!

You know how to save South Korea!

You know how to last South Korea’s national fortune!

But you don’t want to do it, you would rather watch South Korea fall into the abyss!

This is your revenge on Ji Ran. You are revenge on the hatred of him for forcing you to run away from Jixia. You are revenge on Sister Wang's sidelines!

Now it's OK!

South Korea is destroyed, Ji Ran and Sister Wang will die too. You are happy!

Ha ha ha ha!"

Finally, Mrs. Xiuli laughed wildly, scaring Cheng Jiao on the side.

Han Fei listened to Mrs. Xiuli's words, looked at her sadly, shook her head without saying anything.

What can he say?

To this day, he has nothing to say!

Mrs. Xiuli didn't pay attention to Cheng Jiao who fell, and broke her hair accessories carefully combed. Looking at Han Fei, her tone of speaking was extremely arrogant.

"Han Fei, don't look at me with such eyes. I am the Princess of Qin anyway, and I will be the same as if I die!

And you!

A hundred years later, you will be the homeless lonely soul wandering around the world, wandering between heaven and earth, and never being liberated for life!

What qualifications do you have to pity me?"

Han Fei looked at Mrs. Xiuli's posture and shook his head sadly.

"Madam does not have to pretend in front of him. Madam's mind is not clear!"

As he said that, he glanced at the fallen Cang.

"From Chang'an, when I came to find Fei, Fei guessed it!"

Mrs. Xiuli was stunned when she heard Han Fei's words, and her expression became a little more panicked.

Han Fei didn't care about these things and continued:

"The demise of South Korea is a foregone conclusion. With Wang Guanlan there, no one can interfere with it, and you and I can't do it!"

"You lie, as long as you are willing..."

"it's useless!"

Before Mrs. Xiuli could finish her speech, Han Fei interrupted directly:

"The new king's ascension to the throne is not something that can be controlled by some tricks!

Not all of them are King Qin, who were established to control King Guanlan!

Wang Guanlan was worshipped and conquered by all the civil and military officials, but only knew Wang Guanlan but not King Qin.

If Cheng Qi ascends the throne, he will be in danger of death within ten days!"

As he said that, Han Fei let out a long sigh, glanced at Mrs. Xiuli, and said earnestly:

"Wang Guanlan is a very good person. The new king is a disciple of this person, and South Korea is the new king who has been defeated.

Both master and apprentice are extraordinary. Although they don’t like this person’s style, they have to admire his talent.

Madam's trick, this person can break it. Even if he doesn't agree, the ministers will not agree. Madam should give up!"

Han Fei looked at Mrs. Xiuli who was stunned there and couldn't help but sigh. Although he was determined to save Mrs. Xiuli's life, he was really powerless.

As the king of a country, the one who is most afraid of is always the one who threatens his throne.

This is true for King Wei, King Han, and the King of Qin will naturally be the case.

Chang'an Jun Cheng Chuang was the most beloved son of the former king. If it were not for Wang Guanlan, it is still unknown who belonged to the King of Qin.

When the new king ascended the throne, he would naturally not keep his life. As the mother of the new king, Mrs. Xiuli was also the one whom he appointed to accompany the Qin king. As the new king, what reason did he not go with the flow?

Han Fei really couldn't think of any reason to save Mrs. Xiuli's life. What he could do was really limited. Whether it was successful or not was still a different story.

Over the years, Han Fei's arrogance has been polished completely.

Yes, he is talented, but what if he is talented?

Does his teacher have no talent?

Didn't it still die at the hands of villains!

What is Han Fei worth?

Maybe I really told Sister Wang that I am the lonely soul floating between heaven and earth!