Daqin: The Greatest Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Honglian looked at the portrait in front of her that she had drawn countless times, and was slightly distracted. At this moment, a pair of hands covered her eyes and a familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Guess who I am."

Honglian was delighted, but she was stubborn and didn't give in so easily. She pouted and said, "I won't guess."

When she regained her sight, she found that the person behind her had stopped moving. She panicked, thinking that he might have left. She turned her head quickly and found that the hateful man was looking at her with a smile.

When faced with his smile, she couldn't get angry at all.

"Aren't you going to accompany her? Why are you looking for me?" She turned her head away, but was looking at him out of the corner of her eye.

Su Xuan sat beside her and held her soft little hand. Although she struggled, she was still firmly held in his hand. "Of course I missed you, so I came here to find you."

"Just like someone is drawing my portrait right now, isn't Sister Honglian also thinking about me right now?"

Honglian blushed and argued, "I drew that before, not because I miss you, but because I hate you!"

"Someone once said that eyes are windows to the heart. If someone is lying, you can tell by looking into her eyes." Su Xuan looked into her eyes and said seriously, "Does Sister Honglian really hate me?"

Honglian looked into Su Xuan's eyes and couldn't say anything that was contrary to her true feelings.

"Don't hate me? That means you like me?" Su Xuan pursed his lips slightly.

"No!" Honglian avoided her gaze and looked to the other side.

Su Xuan straightened his head and looked at him again, "Really?"

Looking at Su Xuan's close distance and the burning temperature of his palm touching her cheek, Honglian's face became blushing and her breathing became a little rapid.

"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent!" As soon as she heard these words, before she could react, Su Xuan hugged her waist and kissed her soft lips.

Honglian felt numb all over her body, and she felt so weak that she couldn't muster any strength.

So, is this what kissing feels like?

And that pair of big hands, were not honest at all, as if they had magic. In just a moment, she was already breathing sweetly and was infatuated.

"Don't..." She refused subconsciously.

However, the bastard shamelessly held her cheeks, looked into her eyes, and asked her again, "Sister Honglian, you like me too, right?"

Before she could say anything, he kissed her again.

In the end, Honglian felt that her brain was lacking oxygen and she could not tell the directions. She didn't know when the two men had come out of the pavilion and into her boudoir.

It was not until this time that she realized something was wrong.

Su Xuan had already drawn the curtains, plunging the room into darkness. He gently stroked Honglian's cheek and looked at her seriously, "Don't worry, I will be gentle."

Honglian had no intention of resisting at this moment and nodded stupidly.

In a daze, she seemed to hear Su Xuan say that he would marry her when he returned to Qin and that he would be responsible for her, and then she felt a sharp pain.

She hugged Su Xuan tightly and bit his shoulder hard.

It seemed to be saying that after tonight, she would never let go for the rest of her life.

A beautiful lotus flower slowly blooms tonight.

Chapter 228 Triumph

"From now on, this princess will choose you!" After finishing, Honglian entwined herself around Su Xuan like a beautiful snake, staring at him steadily, "Even if you chase me away, this princess will never leave."

Su Xuan pinched Honglian's baby-like pink cheeks and nodded seriously, "From now on, you are my woman."

"When I return to Xianyang, I will hold a wedding and marry you."

Honglian's face was filled with a happy smile, and she began to imagine the scene in her mind of herself wearing a bright red wedding dress and him marrying her.

"Sister Honglian, you are so merciless! Look, you bit here and it's bleeding!" Su Xuan began to settle the score.

Honglian blushed and said coquettishly, "You can't blame me for this! You can only blame yourself!

Su Xuan understood instantly, chuckled, and teased, "Are you deliberately leaving your own mark on me?"

"That's right, this is the exclusive mark of this princess, which means that from now on, you belong to me!" Honglian's eyes moved, and she hugged Su Xuan's arm and bit it hard again.

"Hiss~" Su Xuan took a breath of cold air, "You were born in the year of the dog?"

"This princess will leave a few more marks on your body!" She became energetic again, and knocked Su Xuan to the ground, revealing a pair of fangs and biting towards Su Xuan.

"Where are you biting? Let go!" Su Xuan pushed her out.

"I won't!" The stubborn Honglian started to compete with Su Xuan.

They played around again until Honglian was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep, then he left.

After that, he went to Mingzhu Palace again and discussed the secret of dual cultivation with Madam Mingzhu and Luluo. When he returned to his residence, it was already the middle of the night.

When he returned to the room, Yan Lingji was lying on her side on the bed with a flame burning on her fingertips. She was looking at him with a smile, and it was obvious that she had been waiting for a long time.

Faced with such a stunning beauty, Su Xuan naturally could not resist her temptation.

He didn't wake up until noon the next day.

This kind of days lasted for three days, and then Su Xuan returned to the court with his triumphant army.

He sat in the wide carriage, holding the received message, with a slight smile on his face.

The reason why he deliberately stayed for a few days, besides for his own selfish reasons, was more because he wanted to see the reactions of various forces.

The news he had did not disappoint him.

In the city of Xianyang, some people began to spread his name, saying that he was the God of War of the Great Qin, a god from heaven who came to earth, and there had been no one who could match him in the past five thousand years. In the five countries, there was even a voice that whoever got Su Xuan would get the world, and all the strength of the Qin State was attributed to Su Xuan. Not only that, the envoys from the five countries, either openly or secretly, almost trampled down the threshold of the Prime Minister's Mansion!

There were countless luxurious cars, beautiful women, gold, silver and treasures. They even told Zi Nu directly that as long as Su Xuan wanted it, they would do their best to satisfy him.

What's even more interesting is that the King of Qi threatened that as long as he assisted Qi, he could share the world with him in the future! The chips were more generous than one, simply beyond imagination.

A playful smile appeared on Su Xuan's lips.

Since they want to play, then I will play with them.

Hopefully they won't let him down.

After a long journey of half a month, Su Xuan arrived in Liyang with thousands of Qin soldiers.

Seeing this familiar ancient city, he couldn't help but recall what happened a few months ago.

At that time, he did not have such power and Ying Zheng had not yet taken power. The two of them treated each other as close friends and talked about everything.

Now, will he be afraid of me and suppress me because of these worldly views?

Su Xuan inevitably had such thoughts in his mind.

But soon, he shook his head.

As a man who possesses extraordinary powers and stands above all others, he has long ceased to care about these things. However, if they really happen, he will inevitably be disappointed.

"Report, Prime Minister, the most grand welcoming ceremony is taking place a few miles ahead, and the person leading it is the King!" The scout looked excited, his brows full of pride and pride.

After this triumphant return, he can brag about his glorious achievements to his fellow countrymen! Su Xuan was a little confused after hearing this. This place is at least thirty miles away from Xianyang. What an honor it is for Ying Zheng to ride out of the city on horseback and greet him thirty miles away?

Several miles away, Ying Zheng rode on a BMW, accompanied by civil and military officials, just waiting for the figure of one person.

"Your Majesty, why don't you take a rest in the shade?" Faced with the scorching sun, an old minister could not bear it and walked up to Ying Zheng to give him some advice.

"If it was under the shade of the tree, how could the Prime Minister see me in the first place?" Ying Zheng said solemnly, "The soldiers of the Qin Dynasty are facing the enemy's weapons on the front line. If they are not careful, they will lose their lives. But I am only facing the scorching sun. What's the point of it?"

"Xiang Bang, General Wang Jian, and countless Qin army soldiers are all heroes of our Great Qin. The ceremony to welcome the heroes cannot be too grand!"

"You are old and frail, I understand. Come, help him to the shade of the tree to have a good rest!"

The old minister's heart skipped a beat and he waved his hands, saying no, if he really wanted to take a rest, he could just abdicate when he returned.

Ying Zheng glanced at him calmly and said nothing more.

Because under the assessment of the performance evaluation system, he has to abdicate even if he doesn't want to!

As Ying Zheng looked on, thousands of Qin soldiers came towards him. They were majestic, wearing black helmets and armor, with long spears like a forest and their momentum like a waterfall. The aura of bravery that came towards them made people retreat three feet away.

In front of thousands of Qin troops, Su Xuan and Wang Jian were riding their horses. When they were about ten meters in front of Ying Zheng, they dismounted.

Before I could even salute, I heard a hearty laugh.

"You have opened a new chapter in history!" Ying Zheng's eyes were filled with excitement, his joy was evident in his words, "I am happy for you!"

"Your Majesty, I dare not take credit for this. All this is thanks to you, Lord Prime Minister." Wang Jian said in a humble tone and bowed.

"Why should you be polite, General Wang Jian? I only helped you a little. Even without me, it would not take General Wang Jian much time to conquer Wei." Su Xuan shook his head and signaled to Wang Jian with his eyes that he didn't need to be polite. He wouldn't mind at all if he got more of the credit.

Wang Jian's mouth twitched. Is that what you call a slight move?

"You two are my heroes, why do you have to keep declining?" Ying Zheng waved his hand, "Follow me back to Xianyang, I will celebrate your success!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Su Xuan again, "Sir, do you know why I came here specially to welcome you today?"

"When I was here, you protected me, and that's why I am the Ying Zheng of today."

"Without you, there would be no me!"

"In my eyes, you have never been a subject, but a teacher and a friend!"

"Anyone who dares to harm you is my enemy."

Ying Zheng said these words directly in front of all the civil and military officials without any reservation.

Mi Qi frowned slightly. He didn't expect Ying Zheng to trust Su Xuan so much.

Zhao Gao watched coldly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was so famous that he still trusted him without reservation? Could it be that if Su Xuan really led his troops to attack the Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng would think that he was going to rebel?

If this trend continues, there will be no way out if we endure it.

There was a cold light in his eyes, various thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he returned to silence.

He decided to let the person who spread the rumors in secret to test the waters first. Without absolute certainty, he would never take action against Su Xuan.

Su Xuan was touched and the corners of his mouth curled up.

How could the First Emperor let him down?

Chapter 229: Throwing Fruits into the Car

When Su Xuan drove into Xianyang City, the streets were filled with waving flags, decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and the sounds of loud conversation and cheering were endless. The old Qin people were all in high spirits and held various lively activities.

Not far away on the long street, a dozen strong men were wrestling with each other. Their postures were neat, their movements were coordinated, and they looked mighty and majestic. They were not fighting, but performing the "Baiyu Dance" unique to the Qin State.

Boom boom boom!

The sound of drums and music was rumbling. Su Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw someone playing the xiao and beating the drums on a high platform. In the center of the stage, two women were dancing opposite each other, waving their long sleeves. Their figures were lithe and their dancing was graceful, like soft colorful clouds floating in the air. The dance they were dancing was the "Long Sleeves Dance" which was popular in the Qin State.

Regarding the long-sleeved dance, there is a saying that long sleeves are good for dancing and more money is good for business, which means that under favorable conditions, it is often easier to succeed.

"After the news that you destroyed the two countries in January reached back to Xianyang, the people of Qin could not hide their excitement and they spontaneously held various ceremonies. All the shops in the city offered discounts, with the lowest being 50% and the highest being 90%. Some even went so far as to directly put out delicious food and wine for people to enjoy for free. Even after several days, the enthusiasm has not subsided." Ying Zheng chuckled and explained.

Su Xuan's eyes looked strange as he looked towards the bustling street, feeling deeply moved by the simplicity and enthusiasm of the ancients.

"This is the king! The king is back! The prime minister is back too!"

Some people looked excited, shouted loudly, and were extremely excited.

"Sir Xiangbang is the God of War of our Great Qin! From now on, no one will be able to stop the Great Qin!"

"With the Prime Minister here, the remaining four countries can be destroyed overnight!"

"Throughout history, there has never been a person like you, Lord Xiangbang. My Great Qin is destined to be the one!"

......

There was an endless stream of praises, and everyone looked towards the figure on the carriage with fanatical eyes. At this moment, they shouted a name in unison.

That is the God of War.

The enthusiastic old Qin people crowded the streets so tightly that even the soldiers who came to clear the way were of no avail.

Su Xuan had a strange look on his face. He had never thought that one day he would get the script of The Return of the God of War.

But it really feels good.

Ying Zheng was also happy for Su Xuan, "This is the honor you deserve!"

"At this moment, you are their hero!"

"Go ahead and respond to their enthusiasm."