Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 311|Don’t wait for the time to move
novelmao.com, the fastest update to the latest chapter!
Qiu Jing said that one person is enough to clean up the bones.
Qiu Jing holds martial arts, it is not difficult to return to Fengxing Pavilion, but Cheng Jingchuan does not have the ability to not disturb anyone over the city wall in the middle of the night
The three people walked back home in the moonlight, and the tall city walls cast heavy shadows.
Looking back and looking into the distance, I couldn’t see the beacon fire thousands of miles away, nor the remaining smoke in the mountain col outside the city.
People live for the rest of their lives, and toil for gain, but in the end there are very few things left.
Mo Li couldn’t understand Qiu Si’s madness at first, but now he suddenly understands it again.
——It’s nothing more than to value “self” too much, thinking that oneself is above everything in the world and can dominate the joy, anger, life and death of others.
There are countless people in the world who do not hesitate to betray their conscience, betray everything and strive to climb up to achieve a position where “self” is much heavier than others, and their lives are more valuable than others, but they are more mundane and easy to understand, and they are also very common. Qiu Si is very confusing, but they are essentially the same.
Mo Li squeezed Meng Qi’s hand, and couldn’t see the clue through the cover of his robe sleeve.
Meng Qi raised his head and suddenly smiled.
The dragon veins will also gradually die out, the vicissitudes of life, there is no fixed thing in the world, but compared to the people of the world, they will experience more things, the hardships and sorrows they have seen. Even so, wouldn’t Long Mai not like the creatures in this world?
They are not higher than the mundane, they are also creatures in this world.
Mo Li thought, then set his eyes on Cheng Jingchuan.
Will this person become that way in the future? For the sake of that ambition, we are going to kill…
Cheng Jingchuan turned his head involuntarily. He was extremely keen on his eyes. He noticed that Moli looked strange in his eyes, and immediately said: “For today’s matter, I would like to thank Mr. Meng Guoshi and Doctor Mo, if there are no two helping hands. , I really don’t know what to do.”
“General Cheng’s words are serious.” Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and killed Qiu Si, which was probably a great help to Cheng Jingchuan.
How smart is Cheng Jingchuan, who can’t read the meaning behind the line?
He immediately smiled bitterly and said: “I don’t want to hide from the National Teacher. In fact, these days…or over the years, I’ve been thinking about what Mr. Qiu wants. He doesn’t care about fame and wealth, and he doesn’t care too much about power. It is even more a joke to say that it is for the sake of the common people of Li Min, so he can only think that he is full-hearted and wants to do something big.”
After all, you can’t just stay at home and have nothing to do. Suddenly, I want to do this laborious decapitation.
Everyone has weaknesses, and many things can be done if you hold them. This is what Cheng Jingchuan learned from Qiu Si.
Cheng Jingchuan once thought that Qiu Si’s weakness was Qiu Jing, so he was relieved because of this, a person who has no weakness and needs nothing is undoubtedly terrifying.
Now that Cheng Jingchuan knew that he was wrong, he had to think carefully, recalling Qiu Si’s words and deeds over and over again.
——”The world is not chaotic enough.”
——”The three kings are in peace, and the Qi Dynasty is worried about internal and external troubles. Such a deadlock will last for many years.”
——”The prosperous age that the people and the scribes are looking forward to will not be seen in our lifetimes. Therefore, we must grasp the jurisdiction of King Ning and use this as a step to attack the south of the Yangtze River, at least to rule the Qi dynasty. “
These three sentences are what Qiu Si said the most to Cheng Jingchuan and to those who are devoted to all things.
Cheng Jingchuan said: “Because when he said these things, I could feel that he was sincere and sincere. Although he didn’t believe me, I couldn’t find other reasons. The attendants are all cultivated by him. They think that they have the same thoughts as me. Those few sentences are also true, and the situation in the world is indeed like this.”
Meng Qi frowned, after thinking about it, there was still no sarcasm.
Cheng Jingchuan was immersed in the memory, did not pay attention, and said to himself: “Listening to the words of the national teacher today made me suddenly open up and suddenly figured out a lot of things. Mr. Qiu…he just wanted to change to a bigger one. , Let him play more enjoyable stage.”
A long time ago, Qiu Si suppressed himself and became a depressed scribe to cover up the flaws that he accidentally exposed.
Later, Qiu Si finally found an excuse and did not hesitate to leave home for Nandu, because Qiu’s family was too young to do anything.
What Qiu Si really wants to do, what makes this madman happy, is to constantly dig out other people’s paranoia and ambitions, give these people excellent conditions, satisfy their appetites and desires, and finally let them He was ruined and ruined.
Alcohol, **** can become addictive, and desire for power can also become addictive.
Qiu Si gets bigger and bigger, Ning Tai and even Jiang Nan can’t make him feel satisfied, but he has the ability to bear this ambition and madness, and has the ability to play with countless people between applause.
“…He really dared to think and dare to do it, with gorgeous rhetoric and thoughts of rejuvenating Chu to cover up his true face. Poor Yuheng and others didn’t know this until death.” Cheng Jingchuan’s tone was solemn, but he was lighthearted and relieved. , Because he has realized that he is not an heir to Qiu Si at all, and Qiu Si does not intend to give to anyone what he has done for decades. In the eyes of Qiu Si, he is just a more important and bigger drama. The stage plays the protagonist of a heroic ambition.
As for whether the ending is the battlefield, or the unrequited ambition and the sickness, it depends on Qiu Si’s preference.
After all, Cheng Jingchuan is still young, but Qiu Si is not too young. How can the people in the playbook live longer than the people who wrote it? There must always be natural and man-made disasters, the world will be unpredictable, write the history as a storybook, arbitrarily arbitrarily place all the heroes and heroes as chess pieces, and decide the victory or defeat with one thought, and one sentence will determine life and death.
In the eyes of outsiders, everything is like these people have chosen the path themselves, and then pushed by the general trend to kill each other.
Not to mention being in the game, even if you look carefully, it’s hard to tell whether these things are the plot of Jouse, because he may just say a word, or push the person, it’s them. Step by step into the deadlock.
Cheng Jingchuan was sweating all over, and he found that his luck was really good.
At the same time, he was shaken to stabilize the situation in Ningtai and fight against the King of Heaven.
“You can’t deal with the living Qiu Si, nor can you if you are dead?” Meng Qi’s expression was cold, without a hint of sarcasm in his tone, and Cheng Jingchuan still felt embarrassed.
“Next… do your best.”
Cheng Jingchuan didn’t say much, this is not the time to talk about ambitions.
After the death of King Ning, the changes that took place in just a few days were about to turn the whole Jiangnan into the sky. Who can say that he has the ability to control the situation?
Moli sent people into the city.
The moonlight is bleak and clear, and the lights that will never go out in the middle of the night are even more dazzling.
I don’t know how many people rushed around this night, or discussed secretly under the lights, sober or greedy planning for the future.
“The Tianshou King is about to enter Jingzhou… There will be no more than a few days left when you and I stay in Ningtai.” Mo Li suddenly said.
Meng Qi was still immersed in the thoughts of this chaotic situation in the south of the Yangtze River. Hearing this, he raised his head and said: “I’m afraid we won’t be able to go.”
He didn’t dare to underestimate Qius.
Jiusi was pitted by Pilitang and died on a day when he didn’t think it was a good day, but that doesn’t mean that all of his previous arrangements were overwhelmed. A madman who wanted to die a long time ago and had been thinking about it for a long time, no one knew how much he had left behind.
“This is the first day of Qiu Si’s’disappearance’. Those who made troubles have not yet appeared.” Meng Qi was also worried, and he sighed, “According to common sense, the chess pieces that Qiu Si can use are nothing but his. Subordinates, officials who are involved in daily life, greedy people from the rivers and lakes, etc., but who can really make big moves after Qiu Si’s death?”
Mo Li couldn’t help but think of King Tianshou. Although King Tianshou asked Pilitang as his helper, he moved eastward at an unexpected speed, but he was indeed a powerful force that could control the chessboard.
“…Is the enemy, his ally, or the ambitious who knows that Qiu Si has been dormant.”
The next thing that Mo Li thought of was King Wu. He and Meng Qi made a mouth shape at the same time, and the sound of his breath would not be vomited, and then the two of them looked at each other and laughed.
Wry smile.
Meng Qi rubbed his eyebrows and said: “You and I have speculated that there are still some capable people on King Wu’s side, but they are not as good as Qiu Si. Now it seems that King Wu bought 600 taels of gold to Piaoping Pavilion earlier. The matter of the heavenly granting the king to the first level, I am afraid that there is another hidden story.”
The land of King Wu’s jurisdiction is Yangzhou and the land of King Tianshou is separated by an entire Jingzhou, and there is no border at all.
Six hundred taels of gold is not a small amount. Although King Wu is the richest feudal king in the world, he still has to think about throwing such a sum of money into the water.
“Qiu Si secretly colluded with the Tianshou King, and the power of the Tianshou King has skyrocketed. King Wu may have received news. Because he has recruited many people from the rivers and lakes, it is not surprising to think of using the rivers and lakes methods.” Mo Li thought for a while, then said , “Because of the involvement of the Xiliang people, the Sacred Lotus Altar, Fengxing Pavilion and other forces in the middle, things have become more confusing, and people have overlooked the simplest answer.”
The assassination of the Godsend King is true.
Shooting the man first shoots the horse, catching the thieves first catching the king, King Wu vaguely feels that the situation in Yizhou is not right, but there is nothing he can do about it.
“The people who found King Wu, let them understand that when it is not fighting for the Jiangnan site, the chaos can only be initially ended by defeating the King of Heaven.”
“But…”
The ink carp wanted to speak but stopped, Ningtai City was mixed with dragons and snakes. It is not an exaggeration to say that it was a pool of muddy water. At this time, people who can still hide must have a way to hide their identity.
Not to mention that King Wu has a preference for soliciting people from all walks of life. How can we distinguish their identities and persuade them?
I’m afraid Fengxingge can’t do it.
Seeing Meng Qi smiled mysteriously and beckoned: “It’s not necessarily a difficult thing, just wait for the rabbit, Ali and come with me.”
The sound of the wind blew in my ears, and the light master rushed on the road, and it was only a short time from the north to the south of the city.
“This is the patrol city yamen?”
Mo Lei looked at the plaque in front of him suspiciously.
“Yes, Qiu Si’s body can’t be found, but his attendants are still there, and all forces can’t help but see what happened.” Meng Qi jumped onto the courtyard wall and said relaxedly, “They looked for the corpse and guessed that Qiu Si’s Life and death, we guessed the identity of the nightcrawlers. The rabbits bumped into the stump one after another, always waiting for the one we wanted.”