Xiang Liang was sitting there, with a indifferent look on his face.

He turned his head, and he couldn't see the domineering and mighty in his eyes.

Today's Xiang Liang is like an old man who is hanging.

The general is also wood.

Xiang Ji looked at such Xiangliang and couldn't help but hold his fist.

Vaguely remembered that when the Chu State had just escaped, his uncle's eyes were always bright, and the waistboard was always straight.

When is the uncle's eyes full of eyes?

When is the uncle's waist rod not very tall?

The thoughts of Xiang Ji were fluttering, I don't know where to wander.

When his thoughts came back with Xiang Liang's cough sound, Xiang Ji understood.

It started from the summer one year ago.

At that time, Da Qin came out with a Chen Ke, and then Da Qin became stronger, and even the last loophole was made up.

The son Fu Su did not anger the emperor, and the Mo family was discouraged. Many Confucian conspiracy was revealed.

Later, such things fell out of thin air, and later books became more.

Not only did the emperor not restrict the books according to their planning, but instead promoted the book more vigorously.

Those who originally wanted to resume the country were gone.

Until today.

The person who was sitting in the bright place in Daqinzhong, forced them to this point step by step, and took another step.

They thoroughly forced them to the dead corner.

Road quotes, household registration.

Of course, Xiang's brain is not thought of these, but Xiang Liang's brain can.

Xiang Liang sighed with a sigh, looking at the Xiangjie who didn't know anything in front of him.

"Jiga."

"Do you really think that this time the assassination was made by Han people?"

Xiang Liang smiled bitterly, didn't know if he was for himself, or for himself, for his stupid nephew.

He stood up, trembling.

After the spring, his body is not very good.

It's like the root of the disease that has accumulated for many years has burst out. Now don't say that eating, even walking is some difficulty.

It really responded to that year.

"Lian Po is old, can you still eat it?"

Lian Po was still able to eat Doumi at that time, but now Xiang Liang cannot.

While walking outside, he said softly: "The problem is like this."

"Therefore, I know Han's people. Although Zhang Liang has that ability and guts, he will not have a bad mind to this extent."

"The person he arranged should go, but he didn't do it."

"The timing of that person should be the time when the stone suspension is alone."

"Either before distributing land, or after distributing land."

"But it will never be when preaching the distribution of land!"

He gritted his teeth, and some hate iron.

"What is the field, the field is the life of those people!"

"How could it move at this time?"

Xiang Liang turned his head, holding Xiang's hands, and his dry and thin hands sturdy.

"Illustrated, we can only endure now!"

"There is a knife on the head!"

"Only to bear to bear to be able to be a person."

He stared at Xiang Ji, and his voice was a little strenuous.

"Remember, you must not be impulsive at this time."

"Daqin's lifeblood has merged with the lifeblood of those low -level chef!"

"At this time, you want to retreat, no one will be with you!"

"Cough ..... cough, cough ..."

Xiang Liang talked too anxiously, and didn't pay attention to the wind to his throat.

He was crooked back, and his body dumped.

Xiang Ji quickly caught his body, with anxiety on his face.

"Uncle? Uncle? Uncle!"

"Come! Come on!"

...........

Near Sanchuan County, a village

Zhang Liang sat on the steps, looked at the distance, and silently watched the raindrops falling on this day.

The raindrops are lingering, just like silk threads, it really makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to pick up the raindrops. The rain drops fell into his hands, but it turned into a pool of water.

"What a ruthless person."

"Even so ruthless hands to yourself ..."

Zhang Liang's eyebrows were a little tight, and he sighed.

After his people came back and said the ins and outs of the matter, Zhang Liang knew who the mastermind was.

It is the seemingly mild county guarding stone hanging niche!

This is a plot of Shi Xunni to find a suitable excuse!

Because no one will distinguish whether those who assassinate the stone hanging niger are the sixth nations assassins.

Do people care about the bottom? Don't care.

Because no matter what, they can get the land.

Shi Xunni cares? Don't care.

Because no matter what, he kept his life, and even gambled out a future.

Do you care about the people of Daqin? Does the emperor care? Don't care.

Because he has a suitable excuse, and he doesn't have to pay anything.

The only person who cares about is the six kingdoms, but what people believe in what the six countries say?

No one believes.

This is the so -called you never wake up a person who pretend to sleep.

At this moment, this is exactly that.

"I have the hope of recovering the country?"

Zhang Liang raised his head, and his eyes were a little tired.

..........

Sanchuan County

Shi Xunni was sitting in the house, and today the government has collected a lot of local six nations.

And what he was in front of him was the family property of those nobles.

A small official hurried in, with a respectful color on his face.

"The county guards, the people in the city have gathered, and they are distributing new roads. Some people are ready to collect land."

"However, there is no extra land in the county's yamen today ..."

There was sweat on his forehead, for fear of those people to tear him.

Shi Xuan Ni was not panicked and threw a book to this little sister.

"Isn't this Liangtian?"
To be continued...