Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

Wei Yong was very happy today. On the court, he was praised by King Wei again, and he was one step closer to the center of Wei State.

Until he met a little fat man.

"Second uncle, it's me, little pillar!"

In front of Da Sikong's mansion, a little fat man in rags stopped him and burst into tears.

"We are in trouble in Weijiazhuang this year! For hundreds of acres of fields, not a single grain of millet has been collected..."

Wei Yong comes from Weijiazhuang, but he has been operating in the Wei Guochaotang for many years. How do you know who the relatives who didn't know where they popped out were?

The guards on both sides were about to take the little fat man out, but Wei Yong stopped him.

So many people are watching!

You can't rush like this!

Although Wei Yong was treacherous inside, he showed his kindness outside.

He recruited the little fat man over, with a smile on his face, just like the expression of the leader during inspection.

Kind but dignified.

"Is there any disaster in the village? Don't worry, I will order to go down and send you ten carts of grain to bring you back to Weijiazhuang."

Wei Yong took the little fat man's hand and walked into the room.

"How many years have passed, I still remember that when I left Weijiazhuang that year, under the old locust tree in the village, I touched the hundred-year-old boulder that was brought back by Zhao Guo, and I felt awkward!"

"Second Uncle, you must have a bad memory. Isn't the huge stone that was shipped back from Qi State always at the gate of the village?"

The little fat man had an innocent expression in front of him. Wei Yong looked in his eyes and laughed.

"I'm old and don't remember. You've been living in my house these two days. When I have collected ten carts of food, I will send someone to escort you back."

Zhao Shuang secretly said in his heart, this old guy is really treacherous, and buried two pits in one sentence.Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance, otherwise he would be exposed to flaws before entering the Sagong Mansion.

"My father, you are back!"

A woman with a slender figure and light stride walked towards her.

Wei Yong's daughter Wei Xianxian.

When Wei Yong went out as an official, his daughter took care of the chores in the mansion.

"Xianxian, this is the small pillar from Weijiazhuang. You can arrange a place and let him live first!"

Wei Xianxian looked at the little fat man in front of him, saw that he was loyal and liked, and immediately took his hand.

"Come with me!"

"Pretty sister, it smells so good!"

Zhao Shuang's dirty body squeezed Wei Xianxian's body, and the other party didn't care.

"You're quite talking!"

Wei Xianxian lowered his body, touched Zhao Shuang's head, and laughed.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wei Yong frowned slightly, dissatisfied with his daughter's behavior in his heart, but it did not happen.

Now, he has more important things to do.

After returning to his study, Wei Yong took up a book of slips and looked at it alone.

The air in the room suddenly became a bit cold, and a man with black and white swords in his hand slowly appeared next to Wei Yong.

Wei Yong was not in a hurry. After reading a policy book, he spoke slowly.

"Good job!"

There are rumors that the net is a sharp weapon, but only when you really hold this sharp weapon in your hand can you understand how sharp he is.

"When are you going to kill?"

"As an assassin, I thought you were used to it."

Wei Yong raised the corners of his lips slightly, and the candlelight was shining, and there was a gloomy look underneath.

"You pretend to be the Toro net, are you afraid that King Wei will see through your trick?"

After hearing Xuan Jian's words, Wei Yong not only didn't get angry, but also laughed.

"Your swordsmanship is rare in the world. But for politics, it is ridiculously naive. After so many ministers have died, do you really think the king has never doubted it?"

Xuan Jian was taken aback, but he heard Wei Yong say.

"What about doubts? Who is the king of the Wei state most afraid of? Is it Qin? No, Qin is a tiger and wolf, but as long as he has a weapon in his hand, he is not afraid."

"What are your so-called sharp weapons?"

"Naturally he is the brother of the current king, Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling!" Wei Yong's face had a smile that made Xuan Jian difficult to understand. "But the king is afraid of the weapon itself."

Wei Yong put down the slips in his hand and stood up.

"Today's court, from the general to the doctor, who is not convinced by Wei Wuji? Which one is not inextricably related to him? The king has long wanted to get rid of Wei Wuji in the court. However, Qiang Qin had to be cautious when he was outside."

Wei Yong said this, with both hands down.

"The old man divides the worries for the king, and the king is skeptical, but he is tacitly approving it in his heart. Otherwise, how can you allow you to behave like this until now?"

Xuan Jian sneered.

"Qin Qiang is out, you public officials don't think about making the country strong, but your mind is spent on internal fighting."

"This is not something you have to consider, you just need to know that your next goal has arrived."

"who is it?"

"Weijiazhuang small pillar!"

Xuan Jian was full of doubts. He thought about many reasons, but didn't understand why Wei Yong wanted to kill him, so he finally asked tentatively.

"You can't bear those ten carts of food?"

"No, he soiled my clothes."

Wei Yong's words were very light, but they had an unquestionable taste.

Xuan Jian narrowed his eyes, looking like a knife.

"You want to kill him, there are hundreds of ways, why should I go?"

Wei Yong smiled, full of contempt.

"Because I can."

This was a humiliation, but Xuan Jian had to accept it.He clasped his hands, said nothing, and finally left the spotless study.

...

The grass is lingering, the lake is flat, and the starry sky at night is beautiful in the beams.

The woman holds the fragrant grass in her hand, waiting for the arrival of her sweetheart.

"Slim!"

"You're here!"

Wei Xianxian ran away and took the man's hand.

Looking at the water-like woman in front of her, Xuan Jian's eyes were very soft.

With the arrival of the man, the worm that was calling endlessly by the lake suddenly stopped.

The night became very quiet.

The two talked about each other's heart, and for a long time, Wei Xianxian began to talk about interesting things he had encountered today.

Whenever we meet, Xuan Jian can only be a listener at this time.

Existing in the world of darkness and killing, the word funny has never been associated with him.

"These days, there is a little fat man named Xiaozhuzi. He is very funny, but unfortunately he is about to leave."

Xuan Jian became very gentle.

"Do you like him very much?"

"You know, when I was young, I always wanted to have a younger brother who could play with me every day."

As she talked, the woman was a little tired, so she lay on the man's lap and fell asleep.

The woman in front of her was so beautiful, but Xuan Jian's eyes were a little sad.

The black and white swords were on one side, and he had a tryst with his sweetheart, and he never let go.

What the woman didn't know was that after this tryst, Xuan Jian was going to kill the funny little fat man in her mouth.

But what Xuan Jian didn't know was that among the trees beside him, there was a pair of fat hands picking up the branches, watching this scene and complaining.

"Damn, why are there so many mosquitoes!"