Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 328 Sir, tell me, can I be the new king?

At this time, Zhao Wumu and Ji Qiu are only two body distances apart.

After Ji Qiu's words fell, the scene immediately fell into silence.

The remaining rainwater on the eaves is still dripping 'crash clatter'.

The moist mist rises slowly.

As for Zhao Wumu, his chest rose and fell several times at this time, and he was breathing continuously.

After a while, he slowly calmed down:
"Mr. Ji participated in my Zhao family's war ceremony. He is my Zhao family's guest. Wu Mu shouldn't be angry with you. I'm sorry."

His tone was calm, without the violence just now.

As a long-time high-ranking and always hypocritical feudal monarch, he is not a fool at all.

Zhao Wu Wang Yong said that he was timid and cowardly, but no matter what, Zhao Wumu still had some merits.

It's mediocre, it depends on who you compare it with.

The slight cold wind blew up his sleeve robe, and the frightening aura of the golden sword also subsided accordingly.

"but"

His tone rose slightly:

"Should I give Zhao Wumu an explanation for the current situation?"

Zhao Wumu stared at Ji Qiu calmly with his eyes:

"Mr. Ji."

"I know your request for participating in the war ceremony."

"General Zhao Wuling promised to find a master craftsman to forge swords for you, so he invited Ou Yezi to come forward and forge this magical weapon in your hands that can kill the king of blood. This is one of them."

"Today, you took away my King Yong Ding of the Zhao family on the ancient unbeaten road, among the long yellow sands. Regarding this point, I, Zhao Wumu, as the crown prince of the Zhao family, only pretended not to see it, and this is the second!"

"Based on these two points, plus this year's rest, I have been greeting your family with great courtesy. I have invited you to the banquet several times. I think that I can be called friends with Mr. Ji. "

"I know that Zhao Nishang's son, Qin Zheng, has had a relationship with you, sir, as a teacher and apprentice for more than a year."

"Can"

"Could it be possible, I, Zhao Wumu, paid a huge price, invited you and the three sages of a hundred families to come forward, planned for several years, finally buried my king, and finally took back my father's inheritance dignifiedly, shouldn't it be!"

The noble son of the Zhao family's direct line shouted angrily.

Instead, Ji Qiu frowned.

He really had no reason to behead Zhao Wumu.

And after all, even though this person was wearing a mask on his face, in the past year, he had always maintained a wooing attitude towards him, even though he had never paid attention to it.

Even if he could vaguely feel that Zhao Wumu had some hot eyes for Tai'a Jian, but that was also human nature, and Ji Qiu couldn't find any reason to kill him.

In addition, the fall of King Yong of Zhao Wu and the ascension of Zhao Wumu were all planned by Guiguzi and Dongjun. Ji Qiu had heard Zhuang Zhou talk about it.

If they insert it rashly, if there is a change, it will disrupt their plan.

Therefore, Ji Qiu asked him to retreat, not wanting to disturb the matter too much.

Of course, if Zhao Wumu was overwhelmed by anger, Ji Qiu would not mind suppressing him with a sword, but he was actually able to hold back, so he can be regarded as a flexible character.

This time, it's not easy.

However, it is not difficult to do.

Because Qin Zheng was his disciple.

Although Ji Qiu claimed to be quite reasonable, but faced with such a situation, his more inclination would still be biased towards Qin Zheng.

After all, then again, you don't feel aggrieved without Mu Jun.

Could it be that Qin Zheng took all of this, including the subsequent resignation and reduction to fish and meat, as it should have taken it for granted?

There is no such reason in the world.

not to mention,
The words of King Wu of Beimo are still in my ears.

How can it be someone else's fault that I can't grasp the opportunity and let it emerge from the palm of my hand like sand in the wind.

So Ji Qiu's expression became serious, and when he was about to open his mouth,

Behind that, behind the woman who had been glaring at Zhao Wumu, Qin Zheng, who had been sitting on the ground, finally regained his sobriety.

He patted the water stains on the Xuanyi, stood up slowly, looked at his appearance, he was not ignorant of the series of changes just now, and he did not show any panic.

At the same time, almost at the moment when he just opened his eyes.

All the figures looking at him, even Ji Qiu, couldn't help being in a daze.

Boom!

In his mind, he felt a thunderbolt passing by.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Qiu seemed to see the silhouette of a juvenile dragon with towering horns, and gradually raised his dragon head.

The hot golden brand slowly disappeared from between his brows.

But Ji Qiu's keen spirit can detect it almost instantly.

I taught my students for over a year.
In some places, it seems that it has become different.

As for Zhao Wumu, he even took a step back, his eyes fixed.

For a moment.

he.
It seemed that he saw the shadow of his father, Zhao Yong, who was like a red lion and had completely fallen!

absurd!

"Qin Zheng!"

He suppressed the surprise in his heart.

Seeing that Ji Qiu didn't open his mouth, Zhao Wumu took a deep breath, not wanting to delay any longer, and only uttered a stern voice:
"Since you are Mr. Ji's disciple, and he is willing to protect you, I have nothing to say."

"Plus, you are still my Zhao Wumu's junior, and I don't want to kill you if it is not necessary."

"For the sake of your mother Zhao Nishang, I handed over the ray of firewood just now, and I can let the past go, so I will leave now, and I will no longer embarrass you."

"In the future, you can continue to live in this courtyard as the proton of the Qin State. If you have other needs, I can also satisfy you."

"If not!"

Zhao Wumu took a deep breath, his eyes filled with coldness:
"You may not be able to live smoothly."

"After all, that's not something you should have."

He aimed all his spearheads at the boy who was only 15 years old, and wanted to use the 'big trend' to overcome the silent Ji Qiu and directly solve this problem.

It has to be said that Zhao Wumu really seized the opportunity to take the bottom line.

Because according to common sense, how can a teenager who is only in his teens fight against an existence like him who stands at the apex of the Zhao country?

What's more, he is still a proton who has been under the fence for many years!

However, he ignored that maybe the young man in front of him was unusual.

Just now Qin Zheng regained his mind, feeling as if he had a long, long dream.

He met the king of the Zhao family, Zhao Yong.

And from scratch, in an instant, he witnessed the ups and downs of his life, not only that, Zhao Wu Wang Yong also turned all of his terrifying power into the source and gave it to himself.

Clenching his fists tightly, he ignored Zhao Wumu's words.

Because Qin Zheng knew.

Mr. Ji Qiu, the teacher whom I worshiped more than a year ago, is here.

This once unattainable Wu Mujun can't get over him, let alone threaten him.

But... that was undoubtedly causing trouble for his teacher and his mother.

So he stepped on the potholes that were raining blood.

The young man in Xuanyi glanced at Zhao Nishang's worried eyes, and took a step forward alone. Facing Wu Mujun's threat, he said softly:

"If possible, I am also willing to hand over the king's inheritance, after all, it is not mine."

"Unfortunately"

He shook his head.

Afterwards, the temperament of the whole person seemed to have sublimated.

Qin Zheng's eyes became firm, and his blood boiled for no reason.

The changes brought about by that ray of flame combined with the blood of the ancient ancestors contained in his body, completely arousing the power hidden deep in his blood.

And the fighting skills of Zhao Wu Wang Yong's life were also engraved in Qin Zheng's mind along with the sudden flame.

He doesn't know how strong he is now.

But the only thing Qin Zheng can be sure of is that.

It seems that this generation of feudal monarchs who held a golden sword and were aloof in the past.
No, it was as powerful as he imagined!

"Now, what King Zhao left behind has been fused with my flesh and blood. I can't separate it and hand it over to you."

"Sorry to disappoint you."

Qin Zheng spoke his answer calmly.

Facing the coercion of an ancient man with sacred blood.

He actually felt that it was nothing more than that.

Obviously, not long ago, he was just a monk with a Dao foundation!

Even Ji Qiu, who had been observing silently, couldn't help showing surprise in his eyes at this moment.

In his line of sight, Qin Zheng's current state is extremely bizarre.

He didn't touch the threshold of the fourth step, but after successfully accepting Zhao Wu Wang Yong's inheritance, the child seemed to have successfully stimulated the ancient blood hidden in his body.

In other words.

From this moment on, he will trace his destiny, soar upwards, and embark on the journey of becoming a generation of emperor.

Compared with the record in his number of destiny
I don't know how many years ahead!
Due to the churning of Ji Qiu, a butterfly, his fate changed drastically.

He no longer needed to travel far to the Qin State, and even only received the gift from Zhao Wu Wang Yong in the Zhao Clan's royal city under the fence, and inherited his legacy.

Ji Qiu didn't know if this was good or bad, but he was able to do this step ahead of time.
Should be, not bad, right?
"This matter is my own business."

"Master Ji taught me the inheritance, and I treat him as a teacher. He is not from the Zhao country, so it is inconvenient to intervene, and because of me, my mother's blood is not as good as before, and I am ashamed."

"so."

"If Wu Mu Jun can't accept this fact."

"You can face me, a mediocre person, without beating around the bush, and lose the majesty of being a king!"

"But if there is any resentment, I, Qin Zheng, can bear it on my shoulders!"

A young boy with a calm tone.

But mixed with a kind of atmosphere between opening and closing, vertically and horizontally.

And Zhao Wumu listened.

Completely silent.

"Can't hand it over?"

Repeatedly murmured Qin Zheng's words.

Zhao Wumu clenched his palms tightly for an instant, but after a while, he slowly relaxed:

"Ah"

Hearing this inexplicable laugh, Ji Qiu's sea of ​​air turned into a torrent, as if he was about to strike at the next moment.

But the expected turnaround didn't happen.

Zhao Wumu didn't attack with the golden sword.

He just turned around slowly after Qin Zheng responded, and then walked out of the courtyard threshold without saying a word:
"Then you'd better not leave this yard."

"It's better not to show your face in front of me."

"Today, for the sake of Mr. Ji, I won't get into it with you."

"But like I said, you may not be able to live in the days to come."

"Good luck!"

The bleak cold wind dissipated along with the figure.

Wu Mujun, I really just left like this.

Ji Qiu frowned a little:

"A Zheng."

"You pissed him off."

Zhao Wu and Wang Yong's evaluation seems to be superficial.

Not fit to be king?

This kind of opportunity flowed from the fingertips, and he was only a junior, and Zhao Wumu didn't know whether he would not take action because of the face of the three sages of the hundred families.

In such a situation, he was able to hold back, not to capture Qin Zheng.

You say that he has no courage in his chest and can't take risks, which may be true.

But if you want to say that he can't hold power, that's not necessarily the case.

The revenge of this kind of person is the deadliest.

"It's all right, sir."

"I can't ask you to come forward for me for anything."

Facing Ji Qiu's tone, Qin Zheng didn't care.

He smiled wryly, and gave Ji Qiu the gift of disciple:

"You are a great sage from Eastern Qi, and stories about you have been spread in the royal city recently."

"Zheng Zhizhi, you buried Zhao Wu Wang Yong with your own hands not long ago today, otherwise his inheritance will not be lucky enough to be taken advantage of by me, a mediocre person."

"So, Wu Mu Jun cannot be your opponent."

"However, now that King Wu is dead, the Zhao family will be in chaos. At this juncture, if you kill Lord Wu Mu, it will be equivalent to severing yourself from the entire Zhao country."

"Although this will not endanger your life."

"but."

After a pause, the boy said sincerely:

"I have been studying with you for more than a year, and I know that your way is to restore the Kyushu and re-establish order, so that the common people in the world can glow with a new style!"

"Government cannot cause Mr. Zhao to be rejected by the common people because of his own reasons."

"After all, you have helped me a lot, at least with you in charge, without Mu Jun's face, you will not kill me."

"Besides...he might not be able to kill me."

"Isn't it?"

"Therefore, I will use my own way to put an end to this farce."

After finishing speaking, Qin Zheng bowed down.

After listening, Ji Qiu's throat rolled, and he wanted to speak several times.

But in the end, he didn't say anything, but there were some complicated meanings in his eyes.

He saw the guilt and sincerity in the boy's eyes.

To be honest, until now.

He truly accepted Qin Zheng as a disciple, not because of the so-called Mandate of Heaven that he carried on his body.

"Then what method do you want to use to end it?"

Ji Qiu wanted to pat him on the shoulder habitually.

However, he found that the young man in front of him had lost the low self-esteem of more than a year ago, so he raised his palm and then lowered it again.

And in the face of his inquiry.

Qin Zheng looked a little surprised, as if realizing that Zhao Nishang, who had never known his son before, pursed his lips:
"gentlemen."

"I saw a remnant soul of King Yong of Zhao Wu."

The young man in black looked towards the center of the royal city.

There should be the king who ruled this territory, but now the old king has gone and the new king has not been established, as if chaos is about to break out.

Once upon a time, a never-before-seen fire called 'ambition' slowly burned in the boy's black eyes.

He thought of the time when the Lord of West Qin's casual words in West Qin made him decide whether to live or die.

He also thought of the years before meeting Ji Qiu, Yu Zhao's humiliation, and the years of living under the fence.

At last.

It was the words that the dead hero, the late king like a red lion with only his soul trapped in the flames, told him in a majestic tone.

He said: "The Zhao family needs a new king, and since you have the blood of the Zhao family, you are qualified to inherit the position of the new king."

"As long as you are willing, the left behind alone can support you to fight for the next battle!"

"You will be the only one among all living beings in Kyushu who has inherited everything from the divine blood without any backlash. You will open a new chapter of everything, as long as you are willing!"

It is also from this moment.

Qin Zheng thought so.

If you want.

Maybe he can change his way of life.

"He says."

"I, can become a king."

It seems that even I am a little uncertain, but in the dark, this seems to be the answer to everything.

Therefore, Qin Zheng used extremely firm words.

Said the last sentence.

At this time, outside the courtyard.

Wu Mujun and Ji Qiu came first, one after the other.

The Three Sages of the Hundred Families were a beat slower, but after tracing some remaining traces, they followed closely behind and came quietly.

When they arrived, they happened to hear Qin Zheng's words.

Guiguzi's eyes were strange.

And Dong Jun's already pale face became even paler:

"It's messed up. It's all messed up!"

"This, it's nothing!"

"It's the first time in this life!"

He looked at the floating mirror in front of him where yin and yang converged, and the ignorant fate on it, he couldn't help being shocked.

As for the figure in the green shirt, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth:

"It's messy, but it's not necessarily a bad thing."

"Because in a sense, if there is a new choice, and this child is indeed a descendant of divine blood, Emperor Zhou will not bother about it."

"Isn't it better than another choice?"

"Besides."

His gaze drifted away.

Looking at the other Da Sima Yuxiang who came late, wearing a court uniform, and stopped. After hearing this, he had a strange face, but he couldn't help but think carefully, and his tone was meaningful:

"Not everyone wants to see the one we support ascend to the throne."

"And this child may become the master of the Western Qin Dynasty in the future. If he can gain a foundation in this Zhao family, his future fate may go more smoothly."

"Also, don't look at what his husband taught him."

The Taiping Jing essentials, the compilation of Confucianism and Mohism, every sentence is not biased
All the world.

A young man who practiced this very seriously.

What kind of path will be taken in the future.

It's hard to predict.

(End of this chapter)