Qiujing said that one person is enough to clean up the bones.
Qiu Jing has martial arts skills, and it is not difficult to return to Fengxing Pavilion, but Cheng Jingchuan does not have the ability to climb the city wall without disturbing anyone in the middle of the night.
The three of them walked home in the moonlight, and the tall city wall cast a thick shadow.
Looking back, I can't see the beacon fire thousands of miles away, nor the smoke in the mountains outside the city.
People live a lifetime, working hard for the sake of fame and fortune, but in the end there are very few things left.
Mo Li couldn't understand Qiu Si's madness at first, but now he suddenly understands something.
—It is nothing more than that he values "self" too much, thinking that he is higher than everything in the world, and that he can dominate the joy, anger, life and death of others.
There are countless people in the world who do not hesitate to sell their conscience, sell everything, and strive to climb up to achieve a position where "self" is much heavier than others, and their lives are much more valuable than others, but they are more mundane and easy to understand, and it is also very common, Qiu Si It's very confusing to belong to another way, but they are essentially the same.
Mo Li squeezed Meng Qi's hand, and through the cover of his robe sleeve, he couldn't see the clue.
Meng Qi raised his head and suddenly smiled.
Just like the dragon veins, they will gradually die out. There are vicissitudes of life. There is nothing in the world that remains the same. It’s just that they have experienced more things than people in the world, and they have seen hardships and sorrows. Even so, doesn't Longmai like the creatures in this world
They are not existences higher than ordinary people, they are also creatures in this world.
Mo Li thought about it, and then set his eyes on Cheng Jingchuan again.
Will this person become like that in the future? Killing for that ambition...
Cheng Jingchuan turned his head involuntarily, his eyes were extremely keen, and he noticed that Mo Li looked at him strangely, and immediately said, "Thank you for today's matter, Meng Guoshi and Doctor Mo, if there is no two helping hands, I will still I really don't know what to do."
"General Cheng's words are serious." Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and killed Qiu Si, which was probably a great help to Cheng Jingchuan.
How smart is Cheng Jingchuan, who can't understand the implication
He immediately smiled wryly and said, "To be honest with the national teacher, in fact, these days... or in other words, I have been thinking about what Mr. Qiu wants. He doesn't care about fame and fortune, and he doesn't place too much importance on power. For the sake of it, it's even more of a joke, so I can only think that he is reconciled and wants to do something big."
After all, it can't be idle at home, and suddenly Faqi wants to do this laborious decapitation and rebellion.
Everyone has weaknesses, and they can do many things if they can handle them. This is what Cheng Jingchuan learned from Qiu Si.
Cheng Jingchuan once thought that Qiu Si's weakness was Qiujing, so he breathed a sigh of relief. A person who has no weaknesses and wants nothing is undoubtedly terrifying.
Now that Cheng Jingchuan knew he was wrong, he had to think deeply and recall Qiu Si's words and deeds over and over again.
- "The world is not chaotic enough."
- "The three kings are at peace in one corner, and the Qi Dynasty is worried about internal and external troubles. Such a deadlock will last for many years."
- "The prosperity that the people and the scribes look forward to will not be seen in our lifetimes, so we must grasp the jurisdiction of King Ning, and use this as a stepping stone to raise troops in the south of the Yangtze River, at least with the Qi Dynasty."
These three sentences are what Qiu Si said the most to Cheng Jingchuan and to those who were single-minded.
Cheng Jingchuan said: "Because when he said these words, I could feel that he was sincere and sincere. Although I didn't believe it, I couldn't find any other reasons. The people who were cultivated by him, they guessed that I also had the same idea, those few sentences are also true, the general trend of the world is indeed like this."
Meng Qi frowned, and after thinking about it, he still didn't make a sarcastic sound.
Cheng Jingchuan was immersed in his memories, but he didn't pay attention, and said to himself: "I heard the words of the national teacher today, and I suddenly became enlightened. I suddenly figured out a lot of things. Mr. Qiu... He just wanted to change to a bigger one and let him use it. It's just a more enjoyable stage."
A long time ago, Qiu Si suppressed himself and became a depressed scribe, in order to cover up the flaws that he accidentally exposed.
Later, Qiu Si finally found an excuse and left home Nandu without hesitation, because Qiu's family was too small to do anything.
What Qiu Si really wanted to do, what would make this lunatic happy, was to keep digging out other people's paranoia and ambitions, to give these people excellent conditions, to satisfy their appetites and desires, and finally to let these people fall into disrepute. .
Alcoholism can be addictive, and so can power.
Qiu Si got bigger and bigger, Ning Tai and even Jiang Nan couldn't make him feel satisfied, but he had the ability to afford this ambition and madness, and had the ability to play countless people with applause.
"... He really dared to think and act, and even more gorgeous speeches and thoughts of Fu Chu to cover up his true colors. Poor Yuheng and others didn't know these until they died." Cheng Jingchuan's tone was solemn, but he was light and relieved, because he had already Realizing that he is not an heir to Qiu Si at all, and Qiu Si does not intend to hand over everything that he has worked hard for decades. The heroic protagonist.
As for the ending is the battlefield of death, or ambition -- >>
If you can't afford to get sick without getting paid, it depends on Qiu Si's preferences.
After all, Cheng Jingchuan is still young, but Qiu Si is not too young. How can the people in the playbook live longer than the people who wrote the book? There will always be natural and man-made disasters, unpredictable events in the world, write the history of history as a script and arbitrarily write all the heroes and famous generals as chess pieces at will.
To outsiders, everything seems to be the path that these people chose by themselves, and then pushed by the general trend to kill each other.
Not to mention being in the game, even if you look carefully, it is difficult to tell whether these things are Qiu Si's plan, because he may just say a word, or push the person, and they themselves step by step Walking into the dead end.
Cheng Jingchuan was in a cold sweat, and he found that his luck was really good.
At the same time, he felt a little shaken about stabilizing the situation in Ningtai and fighting against the God-given King.
"You can't deal with the living Qiu Si, nor can you the dead one?" Meng Qi's expression was cold and there was no sarcasm in his tone, and Cheng Jingchuan still felt embarrassed for a while.
"Next... do your best."
Cheng Jingchuan didn't say much, this is not the time to brag about his ambitions.
After the death of King Ning, the accident that happened in just a few days was about to turn the entire Jiangnan upside down. Who can say that he has the ability to control the overall situation
The ink carp sent people into the city.
The moonlight was bleak, and the lights that never went out in the middle of the night were even more dazzling.
This night, I don't know how many people are running in a hurry, or secretly discussing under the lamp, sober or greedily planning the future.
"King Tianshou is about to step into Jingzhou... There are only a few days left for you and me to stay in Ningtai." Mo Li suddenly said.
Meng Qi was still immersed in the thoughts of this chaos in Jiangnan. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "I'm afraid we won't be able to leave."
He didn't dare to underestimate Qiu Si.
Qiu Si was tricked by Thunder Hall and died on a day he didn't think was very good, but that doesn't mean that Qiu Si's previous arrangements were all in vain. A lunatic who has wanted to die for a long time and has been thinking about it for a long time, no one knows how many hands he has behind him.
"This is the first day of Qiu Si's 'disappearance'. Those who made waves have not yet emerged." Rao Shimeng Qi also felt worried, he sighed, "According to common sense, Qiu Si can use only his subordinates, There are official figures with interests involved in normal times, greedy people in the rivers and lakes, etc., but who can really make a big move after Qiu Si's death?"
Mo Li couldn't help thinking of the King of Heaven. Although the King of Heaven's Grant had found Pili Tang as a helper and marched eastward at a speed that was beyond Qiu Si's expectations, he was indeed a powerful force that could control the chessboard.
"... an enemy, his ally, or an ambitious person who knows that Qiu Siwei has been dormant."
The next thing Mo Li thought of was King Wu. He and Meng Qi made a mouth shape at the same time, and the sound of breath would be spit but not spit, and then the two smiled at each other.
wry smile.
Meng Qi rubbed his brows and said, "You and I have already speculated that there are still some capable people on King Wu's side, but they are not as good as Qiu Si. Now it seems that King Wu gave 600 taels of gold to Piaoping Pavilion to buy the king's head from heaven. I'm afraid there is another hidden secret."
Yangzhou, the jurisdiction of the King of Wu, was separated from the territory of the King of Heaven by an entire Jingzhou, and they did not border at all.
Six hundred taels of gold is not a small amount. Although King Wu was the richest vassal king in the world, he still had to think about throwing such a sum of money into the water.
"Qiu Si secretly colluded with the king of heaven, and the power of the king of heaven has skyrocketed. King Wu may have received news. Because he has recruited many people from Jianghu, it is not surprising to think of using Jianghu methods." Mo Li thought for a while, and then said, "Because In the middle, the people of Xiliang, Shengliantan, Fengxingge and other forces were involved in the competition, which made things more complicated and confusing, and people ignored the simplest answer."
The assassination of the God-given King is true.
Shooting people first shoots horses, capturing thieves first capturing kings, Wu Wang vaguely felt that the situation in Yizhou was wrong, but there was no way to do it. Anyway, if you have money, you can buy killers.
"Find the people of King Wu and let them understand that this is not the time to compete for the territory of Jiangnan. Only by defeating the God-given King can the chaos be initially settled."
"But… "
Mo Li was about to speak, but Ningtai City was mixed with dragons and snakes, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a puddle of muddy water. At this time, those who could still hide must have a way to disguise their identity.
Not to mention that King Wu still has a preference for attracting people from the rivers and lakes. How can we identify their identities and convince them
I'm afraid Fengxing Pavilion can't do it.
Seeing Meng Qi's mysterious smile, he beckoned and said, "It's not necessarily difficult, just wait and see, Ah Li, come with me."
The sound of the wind whistled in his ears, and the master of Qinggong rushed to the road, and he could go from the north of the city to the south of the city in an instant.
"This is, Xuncheng Yamen?"
Mo Li looked at the plaque in front of him suspiciously.
"Yes, Qiu Si's body can't be found, but his attendants are still there, and all the forces can't help but look at it." Meng Qi jumped up the courtyard wall and said easily, "They are looking for the body to guess Qiu Si's life or death, we Just guessing the identities of the night walkers, the rabbits hit the tree stumps one after another, and they can always wait for the one we want."