Ye Zijin looked at the coffin, his eyes full of tenderness, but there was also a hint of tenacity in that tenderness!

"Who do you think I am?"

Mrs. Ye patted Hei Fu's bearded face with both hands and put it close to his ear, as if she was smiling sweetly when they first met:

"I am Ye Teng's daughter!"

"I am the wife of a black husband!"

…

The old house of the Ye family was left behind, Heifu took the lead, followed closely by Gong Ao and other entourage. Winter was late, and the road south was still long.

On the way to Nanyang, what Fusu saw when he returned to Xianyang was exactly the same. In Heifu's eyes, those criminals and corvettes who were always practicing evil were what he focused on when he implemented the New Deal in Jiaodong. What happened in the Western and Central Plains.

Heifu laughed heartily, but there were tears in his smile.

These ten years are like a dream. The time traveler is very powerful. He has various plug-ins in his hand and is familiar with the historical trend. This allows him to control his own destiny and work hard to climb up. At the beginning, he was ambitious and hoped to accumulate small things into big things. Completely changing the times!

Speaking of which, he also changed some people and things, gained Chen Ping's support, Liu Ji and Xiao He and Cao Shen were forcibly separated, Lao Liu was thrown into a corner where there was no place for people to poop, Xiang Liang's uncle and nephew were sent to the north, except for Chen Sheng, who couldn't be found, Heifu did almost everything he needed to do.

But in the end, he discovered that there was one person he could never change.

That person who is aloof and true to his word.

"Like me, he would rather believe in his own choices than be influenced by others."

After all, it is difficult for one person to reverse the general trend. He did some things in an attempt to prevent its collapse and destruction, but found that he was the one who pushed it into the abyss. In addition to the southern border, the Western Region also became a new bottomless pit.

It's like putting out a fire with firewood. If the firewood is not used up, the fire will never be extinguished!

But unlike Chen Ping who wished that the fire would be extinguished immediately, sometimes Heifu really hoped that the flames burning in the center of the empire would never go out. Those talents and great strategies were the beacons that would shine through the ages and were the foresight to establish the territory of this country.

Others don’t understand, but he understands!

Unfortunately, those who look too far away often ignore the crisis at their feet.

So Heifu sometimes hopes that it will be extinguished quickly and stop burning the bones and blood of people in this world...

But no matter what, when the fire burns more and more fiercely and the cauldron becomes hotter and hotter, Hei Fu will not wait to die in the sea that is about to boil, becoming a big cooked fish!

Change is not about paying lip service, it is not about following the crowd, it is not about standing still, and it is not about placing your hopes on others!

More than two thousand years later, a great man had already told Heifu through his practice.

“If we don’t conserve our force, we will have no choice but to do anything when an incident occurs in the future!”

"You must know that political power is obtained from the barrel of a gun!"

No matter what the future holds, Heifu decided that he must first hold the sword in his own hands!

He thought of his conversation with Ye Teng, those words that made the old man uneasy until his death.

"There is a fish in the North Ming Dynasty, and its name is Kun..."

"The Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is; when it turns into a bird, its name is Peng. The back of the Peng, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is!"

Heifu must turn the Kun into a Peng. He must grow wings and break away from the shackles of the sea. Only then can he be able to handle the situation when the mountains collapse and the world is in chaos in the future!

No one can force him to make a choice, not Qin Shi Huang, not Ye Teng, not Fu Su, not Chen Ping? Not even!

The right to choose has always been in Heifu's hands!

The angry horse rushes out of the wind and snow, the sun shines brightly in the south, and no one can restrain the black husband anymore!

"This journey is like a bird soaring into the sky, unfettered by a cage!"

In the wild land far away from the center, he could finally let go and do what he wanted to do!

Heifu roared loudly. At this moment, he wanted to recite a poem.

Why don't you just follow the wind... No, that's wrong, it's not this one.

"Be confident that if you live two hundred years, you will be like the water hitting three thousand miles!"

Heiflema looked back. Behind him was the snow-stormed Great Qin, and the Central Plains gradually receding...

On the hill, he left a few words, to his wife and children, to those who were looking forward to him, and to this era full of suffering.

"Wait!"

"When I return, my wings will be like clouds hanging from the sky!"

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Chapter completed!