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Chapter 42 The First Emperor Dies, The World Collapses

Quyang County, Julu County…

Ten miles away from Quyang County, there is a forest full of withered fallen leaves.

A man wearing a hat and wearing a veiled clothes walked in a hurry in the dense forest.

After about half an hour, he came to a dilapidated thatched hut.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

He walked to the wooden door covered with wormholes and reached out to knock.

"Who?"

An old voice sounded weakly.

"I heard that the old man is suffering from a long illness, so he came to sell medicine."

The man in the hat stood in front of the door, his voice hoarse and quiet.

"I wonder what medicine is the hero selling?"

The old man in the room asked with a violent cough.

"What I sell is poison, enough to poison the largest bird in the world."

The man in the hat's voice was extremely confident and cold.

"oh?"

"I am old and can't remember the biggest bird in the world. Why is it?"

The old man showed a surprised voice and then said in confusion.

"The northern sea is filled with black water, and it looks like a flying swallow, and it grows in the west."

The man in the hat said without thinking.

Crack...

The shabby wooden door was opened, revealing an old man with wrinkles on his face and white hair.

"Where does the hero come from?"

After looking at the man in the hat for a while, the old man asked again.

"How can the people who are lost in the country and lose their families gain a foothold even if the world is wide?"

The man in the hat's voice was filled with unforgettable hatred, and the blue veins on his arms must appear.

When the old man heard that his turbid old eyes showed a glimmer of light. His attitude towards the man in the hat changed instantly. He bent down and bowed and bowed and said, "Sir, my master has been waiting for a long time, please."

Under the guidance of the old man, the man in the hat entered the shabby hut.

The old man trembled to his broken wood collapse, and knocked on the edge of the broken wood with his calloused hands a few times.

With a roar, the worn-out wooden collapse slowly flipped over, revealing a very secretive, dark corridor.

The old man lit a torch with flint and handed it to the man in the hat and said, "Sir, please."

The man in the hat took the torch and said in a deep voice to the old man: "I'm working."

After saying that, he walked into the corridor with a torch in his hand.

As the wood collapse above flipped over and pressed the exit of the corridor again, he could only use the faint light of torch to illuminate the road in the distance.

In the corridor, I don’t know how many turns I turned, but the man in the hat finally came to a wide secret room.

In the secret room, a man wearing a mask was sitting cross-legged in front of the stone desk in the middle to play the piano. When he saw the man in the hat arrive, his piano sound also ended abruptly.

"Sir, Mr. Li has been waiting here for many days."

The masked man stood up and stood up to greet him.

"It's you?"

The man in the hat obviously recognized the identity of the man in the mask and said in surprise.

"Zuoche has long been well known to Mr. Zifang, and he never thought he would meet Mr. Zifang here."

The masked man took off the mask from his face, showed his handsome face, and said politely.

The man in the hat also took off the hat, revealing a pale face. Although he was wearing simple robes, he still exuded a gentle and elegant atmosphere.

"General Li was so powerful that he was famous all over the world, but unfortunately he had never met a wise master!"

"Brother Zuoche is behind the door, and Zifang has long admired him."

Zhang Liang also bowed and said with politeness.

"Mr. Zifang, please sit down."

Li Zuoche made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile.

"Brother Zuoche still serves in the royal family of Zhao, which surprised the ovary."

After Zhang Liang sat down, he looked at Li Zuoche, who was about his age in front of him, and slowly said.

"My grandfather served in Zhao throughout his life, and the loyal and martyrs of the Li family could not go against his grandfather's wishes."

Li Zuoche cleverly answered Zhang Liang's doubts, and quietly maintained the reputation of the Li family.

"The ovary is sincerely admired."

Zhang Liang bowed his hand and said sincerely.

"I heard that Mr. Zifang has been lobbying the powerful people of the six countries, but I don't know what I have gained?"

Li Zuoche didn't want to continue to circle, but went straight to the topic.

"Most of them are brave bandits, and they have been scared by Qin Huangzheng, and have achieved little success."

Zhang Liang was deeply greedy and looked disappointed.

"Why did Mr. Zifang ask for my master to meet this time?"

The smile on Li Zuoche's face stiffened and he looked at Zhang Liang and said.

"Punish the tyrannical Qin Dynasty and restore the Happy Land of Shandong."

Zhang Liang didn't care about Li Zuoche's expression and said word by word.

"Mr. Zifang was joking. Qin was at its peak and its national strength was growing. Millions of elite armor in the six countries could not stop the Qin people, let alone today?"

"Is Mr. Zifang really the legendary ability to sprinkle beans into soldiers and call the wind and rain?"

Li Zuoche laughed loudly, and his tone was full of joking.

"I heard for a long time that the Zhao people are brave and good at fighting, and have a strong and strong mind. The six countries resisted Qin, and the Zhao people resisted the most."

"But when I see you today, it seems that it is better to meet you than to be famous, and I am really disappointed."

Zhang Liang shook his head and sighed, just about to write his disdain on his face.

Li Zuoche's face turned pale and said angrily: "No matter how unbearable the Zhao people are, they dare to fight with the Qin people. But unlike some corrupt bodies, the Qin people were so scared that they were wet their pants, cede land and pay compensation, and bowed their heads to surrender before the troops arrived at the city."

Zhang Liang felt a stinging pain in his heart, but he still had a faint smile on his face and said, "Han is in the place of four battles. Qin is strong and wants to fight South Korea. Chu is strong and wants to fight South Korea. Wei is strong and wants to fight South Korea."

"As a transportation hub in the world, South Korea has been established for more than 200 years, and the Koreans have resisted invasions almost every year. If they are good at fighting, who is comparable to it?"

"I dare to ask Brother Zuoche, why are South Korea weak and Koreans poor?"

Zhang Liang spoke sharply, looked at Li Zuoche with a smile, and asked.

"The weak Han is not the Qin family's contribution, and all countries will do their best."

Li Zuoche pondered for a while and said truthfully.

"Zifang came here this time not to argue with Brother Zuoche who is stronger."

"Although Qin is strong, it is not impeccable."

"The Qin Emperor forgot his clan's rule, was greedy for power and favored merit, abolished the feudal division, established counties, and monopolized the power of the world."

"It seems like a solid wall, but it actually has a fatal disadvantage."

Zhang Liang began to explain his purpose and was confident.

Li Zuoche suddenly felt energetic. He threw away all the unhappiness just now and bowed and said, "Please give me advice from Mr. Zifang."

"The First Emperor dies and the world collapses."

Zhang Liang's voice revealed unforgettable hatred.

"Ying Zheng lives in Xianyang Palace and is under strict guards, and there is no possibility of it."

"At that time, Prince Yan invited Jing Ke, the world's number one assassin, but died tragically under Ying Zheng's sword, becoming a laughing stock in the world."

Li Zuoche laughed and said, who doesn’t want to assassinate Ying Zheng?

But who can do this in this world?

This is destined to be an unsolvable problem, and no one can accomplish such a feat.

"What if I can fully grasp the Qin Emperor's Eastern Tour route?"

Zhang Liang looked at Li Zuoche with a bright smile on his face.

"Impossible. Ying Zheng went on a patrol route. Not to mention the guards and entourage, even the officials in the escort know, unless..."

Li Zuoche looked at Zhang Liang and showed a look of shock.

"There are so many people in this world who want him to die."

Zhang Liang said meaningfully.
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