The Dimensional Pursuit

After a while, everyone in the private room dispersed, leaving only Zhong Tu and Han Fei.

"I didn't expect that I would meet the Jiu Gongzi again in this Zilanxuan." Zhongtu, played by a high-fidelity combat robot, grabbed the white jade jug on the table and poured drinks for himself and Han Fei. , Said quietly with no expression on one side.

"I didn't expect that after a few days, Your Excellency would change from a foreigner in the wilderness to the head of the new Liangzaoyuan in South Korea, Lord Darangzao. I have to say that this life experience is like the change of the sky. People can't figure it out." Han Fei grabbed the bottle, took a sip, and chuckled with emotion.

"So about the few questions I asked you at the beginning, can you think about it?" Zhong Tu smiled, without moving the bottle, and asked Han Fei, who was sitting across the table, asking again.

"What is your purpose?" Han Fei paused with the bottle of wine in his hand, staring at Zhong Tu's eyes with serious and deep eyes, and asked in a deep voice.

"What if I say this is the world?" Zhong Tu smiled.

"Using the law of conspiracy to usurp other people's country, make them use their bodies, other than soldiers, to sweep across the fields, to conquer the world?" Han Fei frowned, and asked in a cold voice with some ugly face.

"Should I be said to be the Nine Young Masters? The reaction was really fast enough. It was only two meetings, and my mind was judged clearly in just a few words. It is worthy of being able to integrate the three ways of Law, magic and power. I admire him." Zhong Tu raised his hands and said with admiration and compliment on his face.

I have to say that Han Fei's brains are really not simple. If you were replaced by someone with a slightly slower mind, you wouldn't be able to connect these together and analyze so much content in a flash.

"So, son, what's your decision? Are you going to sit back and watch me lead South Korea to rise from adversity, or are you prepared to fight with magic to prevent me from pushing this country into the abyss. Or... want to cooperate with me," Get the world first, then divide the world?" Zhong Tu did not pause, and then pressed again.

"You are very confident, and at the same time I am also very curious. What is it that gives you such confidence that allows you to ignore the current situation in Korea and be confident that you can lead Korea to become stronger and even conquer the world?" Han Fei was silent. After a while, drank the wine in the next glass again, and asked with deep eyes.

"Does Jiu Gongzi know what is made by Daliang?" Zhong Tu smiled, did not immediately answer Han Fei's question, but instead asked a question about his official source.

"The prime minister of Qin Xiaogong's period, the title of Queen Qin Huiwen, means'the master made by the master'. The best made by him is the good made. The big is the first, so the one who can get the name of the great made, In the eyes of the emperor, the officials and ministers are all capable officials, but they can rely on them. Da Liangzao wanted to tell Han Fei that Da Liangzao’s self-confidence comes from his own talents?" Han Fei did not stop, and explained Da Liangzao without stopping. The source and meaning of, and then extended to answer the question raised by Zhongtu.

"This is one of them."

"Oh, listening to Da Liangzhao's meaning, there are two?"

"Good builders are good at deceiving things, skillful, retreat to work, advance to be a craftsman, and the top of the craftsmanship is made for greatness. Zhong is not boasting, he is only talking about the creation of weapons, armor and chariots. I have counted many countries in the world, even if the public losers and the Mohists are added together, they are not my opponents." Zhong Tu said with a slightly erect posture and a proud face.

"It turns out that Da Liangzao wanted to take advantage of the soldiers to build the world. But Da Liangzao has ever thought about how much money and food it will cost and how long it will take. What impact will it have on the people's livelihood in South Korea?" Han Suddenly, he asked again.

Anyway, the meaning is very simple. If he is not convinced, he will not easily agree with Zhong Tu's ideas.

After all, South Korea belongs to his family, and even if he has no idea of ​​dominating the king, there is no reason to let inexplicable people come to harm.

It is enough to have Ji Wuye and the four evil generals behind him!

"There is no need for money or food, time-consuming to see. If only the forbidden army and the first army, with my technology, half a month is enough. And there is no need to labor and civilians, and call craftsmen, so the son is still worried that the people's livelihood will be affected?" Zhong Tu Smiled confidently.

"How is this possible?" Han Fei frowned, the expression on his face full of disbelief.

"If you don't believe me, you can come to the cold palace of the palace two days later, and see it at the site of the old palace of Zheng. By then, the son will know if what I said is false." Zhong Tu said.

"Okay." Han Fei looked at him, nodded and agreed.

Afterwards, the two parties briefly talked about some legal aspects. While shocking Han Fei, it was also an eye-opener. Unexpectedly, Zhong Tu, a guy who claims to be a craftsman, is so proficient in the magical arts. Can not help but the impression greatly changed, quite a bit to be cited as a confidant.

It's just a pity that Zhong Tu's purpose is not pure, and Han Fei can't fully trust him. He can only hold this thought in his heart and wait until two days later to think about how to get along.

But no matter which one, the goal he set at the beginning will not waver.

After all, only if you have enough power can you gain a firm foothold in the changing situation in South Korea, and Zhongtu's initial goal-Night Boyi, can win more benefits for South Korea.

Then Han Fei and Zhong Tu said goodbye, swaying, leaving Zilanxuan with a little vain footsteps, and moving to his own son's mansion.

Zhong Tu watched him, then smiled, hiding his figure and disappearing into the void.

...

"Zhong Tu? The Da Liangzao that the king's new seal?!" At this time, in the palace of the King of Han, in the bedroom of Mrs. Ming Zhu, the enchanting Mrs. Ming Zhu frowned, somewhat surprised and somewhat shocked.

"Xinfeng? No, just opened a vest for himself." Zhong Tu got up from the couch and walked towards Mrs. Pearl with a chuckle.

"Vest?" Mrs. Pearl was puzzled, what did this novel term mean.

"Do you think I still need to appoint myself any official title?" Zhong Tu said, while allowing his image to change back and forth between Han Wangan and his original face, smiling.

"You! What did you do to the king?" Madame Mingzhu couldn't believe the guess in her heart, she couldn't help but change her expression.

"What do you mean." Zhong Tu walked to Madam Mingzhu, reached out and hooked her chin, which was obviously higher than Han Wangan, but also higher than her height to form pressure, lowered his head and looked down at Madam Mingzhu's eyes, and smiled lightly.

Mrs. Pearl moved slightly, her hand lingering with purple air, urging her effort.

Obviously, we are ready to give it a go!

It's just that she is fast, but Zhong Tu's reaction is faster. When her mind moves, Mrs. Mingzhu seems to have been tapped on the acupuncture points, her body is bound by an invisible rope, and she can't move no matter how hard she struggles.

"What did you do to me?" Mrs. Mingzhu asked with an ugly expression.