Qin Shiming Moon Dominates the World

The little lotus stands in the pavilion, with a delicate fragrance.

Before a pool of clear water, Zhao Shuang was fishing with a bamboo pole.

The disciples of the Mo family stood by and stood respectfully, only hearing the noise outside the courtyard.

A large number of Korean soldiers surrounded the mansion, and Ji Wuye led Liu Yi to take the lead and walked from the outside to the waterside pavilion.

The disciples of the Mo family did not stop him, Ji Wuye looked at the fishing kid in front of him.

"Are you the new chief of the Mo family?"

"General Ji Wuye is a high-ranking minister of South Korea, why would he have the intention to come here to see me a piece of commoner?"

"Be less pretentious!"

"What does the general want?"

The boy in front of him was dressed in a cloth and a mask. Ji Wuye put the eight-foot sword in his hand across his shoulder.

"Jade-faced flying dragon, if you know you, take your people out of Xinzheng. Otherwise, don't be blamed. I'm welcome. Otherwise, you don't want to stand upright today!"

Zhao Shuang smiled indifferently, without a slight movement of the bamboo pole in his hand.

"Mohist school acts righteously, so why be afraid of life and death? The general knows what will happen if I kill my Mohist disciple?"

Ji Wuye's breath was unstable, and his complexion became even more ugly.

"Boy, are you threatening me?"

Mohist family is noble and honest, and when Mozi was in Song Dynasty, he personally went to the Chu Palace. With the power of one person, Chu made a strong army and was admired by the world.Later, he went to Chu country many times, and the king of Chu repeatedly took over and made a fief, but Mozi refused.

Mozi is alive, and there are countless Mo disciples in the world.

Later to Meng Sheng.

Wu Qi's dying design was designed to lure more than 70 families of Chu who opposed the reform, including Meng Sheng's friend Yangchengjun.

Meng Sheng performed righteousness for his death festival. More than 180 people died, almost none of them in the world.

These two vivid examples reverberated in Ji Wuye's mind, and a thin layer of sweat formed on his hands.

Don't love money, don't be afraid of death, there are still piles of such people, and Ji Wuye can't afford it.

Ji Wuye organizes the night and does all the bad things, but after all, it is for money, power and beauty.

Although Meng Sheng died, the Mo family declined.Even among the disciples of the Mo family today, not all disciples are like the original Mo disciples.

After all, who doesn't love money?

But what if?

What if this kid in front of you?

What if this kid's subordinate?

In case he swung the sword down, what if this kid didn't hide?

The one waiting for Ji Wuye was the endless pursuit and killing, enough to make him restless.

Ji Wuye didn't dare to bet, put away the eight-foot sword in his hand, and laughed.

"It's worthy of being the leader of the Mo family, so courageous!"

Liu Yi stood on the side, watching Ji Wuye change from a fierce imposing manner to what he is now, his heart sighed, he glanced around, and his whole body was cold and cold.

What about the furniture and utensils that I have spent a lot of money on?

Why is it all gone?

Ji Wuye had nothing to do with this kid and sat on the ground.

"The Mohist family has always been the most active in the land of Yanzhao, but now why are they here in Korea?"

"For one person!"

"Who?"

"Baiyue abandoned prince Tianze!"

Ji Wuye's complexion was ugly to the extreme, and his eyes widened, flashing with sheen.

The boy in front of him is so outspoken, there are only two possibilities, either he is sincere and honest, or he doesn't put his general Ji Wuye in his eyes.

Ji Wuye's expression changed, and then he laughed.

"The commander is really interesting, what do you do with a dead person?"

"General Ji is a wise man, so he naturally knows why I am looking for a dead man."

Ji Wuye stood up, and the eight-foot sword in his hand was raised again.

"Jade-faced flying dragon, don't deceive people too much. Annoy me, people of the Mo family, I will kill one when I see one!"

"The general wants to kill me?"

Zhao Shuang smiled, feeling the killing intent behind him.If Ji Wuye was just frightening and frightening, then this time he really had a murderous intention.

"So what?"

"I bet the general won't be able to swing this sword down!"

The wages of avarice is death.There was a sneer on Ji Wuye's face, and the killing intent became more and more severe.

"Boy, you really want to die, don't blame me."

So when Ji Wuye raised his hand and was about to wave it down, a spy voice suddenly came from his ear.

"General Ji, no!"

A servant rushed over and ran to Ji Wuye's side, breathless.

"General Ji, what you are doing is your own, don't hurt your peace."

"What are you doing here?"

Ji Wuye was a little strange, why did the servant in the Han Palace come here?

"The king is destined to see this gentleman of the Mo family."

At this moment, Zhao Shuang moved the fishing rod lightly, and a fat fish was caught from the pool.

Zhao Shuang carried the fish, passed Ji Wuye, and walked to the side of the Mo family disciple.

"I made this fish soup, and I will come back to eat in the evening."

"promise!"

Ji Wuye looked at the great leader who was going from a distance in front of him, and made a judgment in his heart.

This kid is not open and upright, but doesn't take him seriously.

...

Mingzhu couldn't help smiling as she watched the message from her men.

"Ji Wuye suffered a lot from the jade-faced flying dragon and lost a lot of face."

Bai Yifei sat in the distance, looked at the military information paper on the table, and asked softly.

"What happened now?"

"The chief of the Mo family was invited to the palace by the old king of Han."

Bai Yifei's hand stopped, a trace of confusion appeared on his face.

Lying on the brocade couch, Mingzhu noticed Bai Yifei's expression.

"There are more lobbyists who have been called into the Palace of the King of Han, and there are more lobbyists, so you don't necessarily look like this?"

Bai Yifei shook his head, with an uneasy emotion on his face.

"If this Mohist commander really has something to do with Zhao Shuang, then his appearance is definitely not easy. Step by step, I am afraid it will bring unknown danger."

Mingzhu smiled, wearing a black veil, very seductive.

"Cousin, you think too much."

"South Korea's position is here, and its national strength is here. At the end of the year, Shin would not harm his whole life, and he could only do so that the nations would not harm each other. It is this jade-faced flying dragon that is related to Zhao Shuang. Is there any strategy to strengthen Korea? The imperial nations, internally cultivate morality?"

Mingzhu got up from the couch, holding a glass of wine in her hand.The wine was red like blood, but seeing her drank it slightly, a playful smile appeared on her face.

"South Korea’s hegemony has reached its peak as long as the eradication of Zheng Shi before Liangjiazi. The rest is only gradually eroded by the countries. Instead of letting it eventually be destroyed in the hands of the countries, let us squeeze its last bit of value. ."

Bai Yifei looked at Mingzhu with a smile on his face, as if laughing at her innocence.

"Why are we the only ones who know this? We are definitely not the only ones who want to squeeze Korea out."

"I have only seen those who can respond to the first move on Tianyuan and win in the end, I have only seen it on the chessboard. But how can it be so simple and easy to deal with people who know this but still dare to respond to this move on Tianyuan?"

Mingzhu shook the cup in her hand and smiled even more.

"So, I really want to see how handsome this jade-faced flying dragon looks like under the dragon mask?"