Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

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From time to time, muffled conversations could be heard from a carriage driving towards Hangu Pass.

"Mo Zhong, you are very comfortable. When you arrive in Qi State, your old lover will definitely treat you well, but we are not so comfortable. We have to pay for everything by ourselves. You have to treat us well and shut our mouths." Ah." The Mohist scribe in the same car put his arm around Mo Zhong's shoulder.

"Yes, and it must be expensive!"

"I invite you, please... Old Qian, you all should keep a low profile. Mei Zeng and I are friends of gentlemen." Mo Zhong said embarrassedly.

"Okay, your wife is not here. And we have been friends for decades, don't you, how did you make friends, we still don't know?"

"Everyone, stop messing around. Old Mo's face is turning green. Did you see that, hahaha!"

"Nonsense, it's red."

"That's enough, let's stop making trouble. Mo Zhong, are you sure that Young Master Ce asked you to negotiate with Xiang Yan?"

"Just try your best to negotiate, I don't know how to negotiate. Old Qian, that, give me two bundles of self-explosive bombs tied around your waist."

Chapter 330: On the Probability of Qi Kingdom Changing Hands

New Chudu, under the city gate.

"It's kind of desolate."

After submitting the application documents, Mo Zhong took advantage of his free time to look at the large military fortress in front of him called the new capital of Chu State, and sighed at Qi who lived next to him in the distance.

Then he and his companions specially changed into loose black clothes, one is to show the theory of their beliefs, remember the faith of Mohism that was praised by the world three minutes ago, and the other is to hide the flammable and explosive little "cute".

It has to be said that the difference between prosperity and bleakness can only be felt after leaving Xianyang. It took hundreds of years for the nations to rot away with their damned arrogance. Listening to experts explaining current affairs, but now even the No. [-] Academy with a strong academic style has gradually declined with the ups and downs of Qi State.

In the blink of an eye, how many years have passed, and even the daughter is so old.

Entering this military fortress smoothly, there are many vendors hawking along the two streets. It is still necessary to prepare for the big day of the Chinese New Year when the New Year is approaching. There are many people who want to purchase supplies. , a scholar of Qi State who experienced the people's livelihood.

After a while, a group of scribes came to salute the visitors from the state of Qin. It was no surprise that Mo Zhong was greeted by his adoptive sister's family. Skipping the big guy's malicious gaze, Mo Zhong walked forward silently to accept his adoptive sister. Arranged new hostel.

"Mr. Mo, this hostel was recently built by the owner, Mr. Mo's sister-in-law."

The young man at the head of Qi's literati team pointed to the inn in Chudu and said with a smile.

"Very good." Mo Zhong smiled and said perfunctorily.

"I heard that Young Master Ce wants to assign Mr. Mo to come to negotiate. Because he is worried that you are not used to it, the head of the family disregarded the dissuasion of the family elders and allocated funds to assist the construction of the Chu State. Only in this way can we have a hotel with the characteristics of the Qin State in Chu." The young man paused for a moment, and wanted to cover it up: "This is all for official business, sir, don't think too much about yourself."

"kindness……"

How can I not think too much about this, does my righteous sister still rely on him so much... I haven't seen him for many years, but I don't know how many gray hairs have appeared on the ears of the red-faced girl back then.

Mo Zhong was even more at a loss now. For some reason, the figure of Boss Yan sneering and the scene of his daughter crying at the grave appeared in his mind, and the malicious gaze behind him had escalated to the jealousy of being forced to eat dog food.

"Brother Zhong, long time no see, it's hard to express what's on my mind when I see my old friend."

That indifferent figure, who seemed to be devoid of human fireworks, came out of the hotel, dressed in green and loose, holding a small red clay pot with new wine from green ants in the pot.

The woman was about the same age as Yan Qing, she was well maintained and looked very young, her eyes were stained with a different color when she saw Mo Zhong.

The ancestor of this woman was Zeng Zi, who studied under the sage Confucius, and was also a generation of great sages who left their names in history. The family gradually developed and grew stronger after going through hardships, but after losing the competition with the Yan family that year, the whole family moved to Qi State. Zeng Ran, also known as Mo Zhong's adopted sister also gradually took control of the power after many years and became the current head of the Zeng family.

Even though Yan Qing occasionally poachs corners in the name of visiting Xiao Yanzhi when Yan Qing is on a business trip, but the walls are surprisingly hard.

If it weren't for being thrown out by Young Master Ce this time, she really doesn't know when she would find a chance to get this ten thousand year dead house out of Qin.

My old lady is dying...

It can be considered that there is a chance to cheat Yan Boss in her lifetime. That woman's body is as strong as a black bear. When Yan Qing dies unexpectedly, it's better to expect her to be hit by a meteorite rain for half an hour when she goes out.

"Can I have a drink?"

She blinked her eyes and asked, her smile was full of mature style, and seemed to be entwined with thousands of emotions.

"can……"

As soon as Mo Zhong, who was confused by the past, opened his mouth, Lao Qian pulled him back abruptly and reminded: "Old Mo, sister-in-law..."

Waking up just like a dream, Mo Zhong straightened his back, and said seriously: "Sister Zeng, there's no need for drinking. You should see General Xiang quickly, and then have a good chat with Sister Zeng after completing the business that Young Master Ce has given you."

"Alright."

Zeng Ran nodded with a smile, she did not intend to force Mo Zhong. It was almost noon, and she was not in a hurry to go home. Instead, she put down the wine pot, watched the back of the steady and familiar man, and thought carefully about her next move.

She sighed: "I haven't seen you for many years, I'm not so stupid anymore. It seems that the routine of drinking and messing with sex won't work anymore. It's a pity that it's a good medicine."

"Patriarch, what's the next step?"

She said indifferently: "Send a secret letter to Young Master Yan, saying that Zeng Ran, Shangqing of the State of Qi, is willing to cooperate with Young Master Ce to complete the great cause of Qin's unification. As long as Young Master Ce can show a little sincerity, I will persuade King Qi to marry Qin , so that the soldiers of Qin will take over Qi State without bloodshed."

"Auntie, this is a bit bad..." The young boy couldn't help but say.

"If Crown Prince Qi hadn't always been fooling around in front of Brother Zhong back then, Brother Zhong and I's children would have been older than you, and it would be that Yan Heixiong's turn!" She punched the wall and said angrily.

"Then...why do you still advise Uncle Mo Zhong to pursue Aunt Yan?"

"Who do you think Confucian Boss Yan is?" She stared coldly at her own nephew, "That black bear treats everyone with a carefree look, and looks like a spring-like older sister to everyone, and is willing to do good. Smiling and cooking a bowl of rice for a poor Mohist boy who came to the Yan family alone to argue. Among the literati of hundreds of schools, the sages are widely spread. If they hadn’t married into the Mohist family in the end, now the Yan family, and even the entire Confucianism, are in her hands. Yan Qing has the final say .”

She poured out the pot of Chinese herbal wine, made tea silently, poured it herself and drank it, and couldn't help but sigh.