"The current Yuan Wu is like Wang Jingmeng back then."
In Wuzhi, the Wuzhi people kept migrating along with the relocation of pastures and hunting grounds, as did the royal family. However, the connection with the outside world became closer and closer during this period. In tents like pearls scattered in the wilderness, the old woman with the highest power in Wuzhi looked at the latest letter from Jiaodong County, looked at the two maids in the tent with unusual gentleness, and slowly Said: "Back then, people all over the world wanted Wang Jingmeng to die, but after Wang Jingmeng died once, people all over the world now find that Yuan Wu controls the Qin Dynasty. The sleeves have seen through, so now people in the world want Yuan Wu to die."
"Zheng Xiu is going to fight Yuan Wu, and everyone in the world wants to see it."
People in high places always have the same opinion, and she also said the same thing, "Many people should want to help Zheng Xiu, especially when Zheng Xiu must die."
The two maids in her tent at this time are Xie Rou and Hu Jingjing.
Whether it is the many wealthy families in Guanzhong, or the many places of practice in Changling, they are all victims of Zheng Xiu's administration, so it is naturally impossible for them to have a good impression of Zheng Xiu.
At this point, the two girls only felt that there was cause and effect somewhere.
"Even if there is no rebirth of the nine-dead silkworm, there will probably be such a battle between the two, but it is not certain who will die at that time." Hu Jingjing expressed his inner thoughts directly, "But as a husband and wife, even a sword Yuan Wu is not willing to exchange, Yuan Wu's fickleness and hypocrisy are more disgusting than Zheng Xiu's coldness and betrayal."
"Women are always easy to sympathize with women." The old woman Wuzhi smiled kindly, her face wrinkled like a knife: "Especially in a similar position, I can better understand that a woman must pay to sit in this position." More cost."
"The merits and demerits of many people can't be commented on even by history books. No matter how proud and talented people are, they are just waves in the river." The old woman looked at Xie Rou and Hu Jingjing, "I have nothing to teach you. You should also leave Wuzhi and go to Jiaodong County."
Before Xie Rou and Hu Jingjing could speak, the old woman added another sentence, "Bring me a gift for Zheng Xiu, we Wuzhi don't have any good things, but there is a nephrite mask that can make her face look better." Back to normal, since she is going back to Changling to fight Yuan Wu, as a woman, this is a gift from me."
Xie Rou and Hu Jingjing have always admired this old woman.
It does not lie in her cultivation, but in her views on the world, in her wisdom and tolerance.
Appearance is the last dignity for a woman, especially when such a scene must be carefully described in many classics.
It was this kind of dignity that the old lady bestowed upon Zheng Xiu.
"Aren't you happy?" Wu Lianzi entered this tent. He is similar in age to Xie Rou and the others, plus his relationship with Ding Ning and Li Xixing during the war in the past, he had already become friends with Xie Rou and Hu Jingjing, and he bid them farewell He will handle the matter of leaving Wushi for Jiaodong County. He himself is also one of the old lady's most beloved grandsons, and he often comes back to pay her respects, and he can see the old lady's emotions very well.
The old woman and Zheng Xiu have been fighting for many years, both visible and invisible. Now that Zheng Xiu is over, he thinks that the old woman should be happy, but what he actually sees does not seem to be the case.
"People will die eventually, she is just earlier than me, and I will leave this world eventually, so there is nothing to be happy about life and death." The old woman told him with a smile, "It's just that other people's lives often change. Cheng looks back at herself in a mirror. In my opinion, her whole life is thinking too far and thinking too hard."
"Just like I am now, even if I am in charge of the whole Wuzhi." She looked at Wu Lianzi, and gave a serious admonition, "If one day in the future, it is your turn to manage Wuzhi, don't think too much , think too far, there is no eternal foundation in this world, when you close your eyes, everything will cease to exist. Be nicer to the people around you, let more people say hello, and when you pass away, you will be happier, That's what life is about, regardless of where you sit."
"Aren't people just people?"
She walked out of the tent, looked at the tall snow-capped mountains in the distance, smiled and said naturally: "No matter how strong you are, you are still a human being, and you will not really become a god."
This last sentence was what she said to herself.
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Under Lishan Mountain, a large area of the palace is almost completed.
In a newly completed palace, the sun, moon and stars are painted on the roof with gold and silver powder, shining brightly.
There are many wonderful rays of light flying from the sky and the earth with Yuan Wu's breath, dancing around Yuan Wu's body.
Yuan Wu in training is very similar to the legendary gods.
A letter was passed to the door of the temple.
The official holding the letter in both hands was used to big scenes, but his hands and whole body were still shaking violently.
Because this letter came from Queen Zheng Xiu, and it was written by her.
Yuan Wu stopped practicing, and the mysterious light disappeared in the hall.
He opened the letter that came from afar.
"When the moon is full next month, I will return to Changling to fight with you. I am not timid to miss the appointment, and I will be ridiculed by the world."
The content of the letterhead is simple.
Yuan Wu's face didn't change much, but his left eyelid twitched inexplicably.
This is an invitation to challenge.
In Changling many years ago, he and Zheng Xiu also had many private correspondences.
But in all the letters of the year, Zheng Xiu did not use "you", but used the word "jun".
There is a huge difference between "fighting with you" and "fighting with you".
Yuan Wu raised his head slowly.
The moment the letter fell in his hand, it turned into dust.
The sunlight outside the palace seemed a little glaring.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, counting the time in his mind.
When this month has just passed the full moon, when the next month is full, it will be less than one month.
"Actually, I don't understand either."
He took a deep breath, sneered and sighed in his heart, "I also can't understand why you have so many dissatisfaction, whether it's with Jiaodong County at that time, with Changling at that time, or with the king Jingmeng and me are all dissatisfied, eternal dissatisfaction, not only harming you, but also harming everyone."
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When he thought so in this cold palace, Tantai Guanjian caught up with a caravan on the border of Qin and Chu.
There was a young blind man in the caravan.
Compared with the battle on the Weihe River, this master of Zhao Jianlu was a little less aggressive, but a little more calm.
And in this caravan, many of them were Qin people who left Changling, such as Wang Taixu.