The sun had dropped below the horizon, and the blush had faded to a pale red. The sky above had gradually turned from a bluish azure to a duck-egg lake green, and a quiet twilight darkly surrounded her.

The color of the horizon was hazy and lavender, unchanged all day, and all around was the same, no place was dark, no thunderstorm was brewing; only light blue ribbons hung in some places. : This is the drizzle that is not easy to see.

The sky seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ink, with only a few stars scattered all over it. The leaves of a pile of magnolia trees above his head pressed Jue Xin like an umbrella.

The situation in the world is beyond my generation, and as soon as I enter the rivers and lakes, the years will remind me that I will be drunk in my life while chatting and laughing.

Crisis is like a wild wolf lurking in the night with its fangs bared, staring straight at you. I don’t know when, it will suddenly pounce and tear you to pieces, not even giving you time for fear.

Qin State, Xianyang.

A crescent moon swept across the delicate turret, casting a dim dim light on the high wall, making the Forbidden City seem mysterious and quiet.

From a distance, the crimson palaces seemed to be embedded in the snow.

The palace located among the trees, exposing the glazed tile roofs, looks like a golden island.

The magnificent pavilion of the palace is surrounded by the water of Huaqing Pond.

The two dragons on the eaves, with golden scales and golden armor, were alive and well, as if they wanted to fly into the air.

What a big palace-like building, the golden glazed tiles shone dazzlingly in the sun.

Under the blue sky, the golden-yellow glazed tile roof of the palace with double eaves looks extraordinarily brilliant.

In a palace, a handsome man with a crown on his head, wearing a black gold thread jade robe, and a handsome man with his left hand on his back and his right half on his abdomen, looked at a sand table in front of him.

The sand table is a part of the Dihuang terrain made of sand. The four tables are put together to form a huge sand table, which completely shows the topography of the seven kingdoms, including hills, valleys, plains, and forests, all of which are displayed in great detail.

There are still two people standing on the man's body, one is a middle-aged scholar in a Confucian body, and the other is a man in armor.

"Li Si, the Crown Prince Dan of the State of Yan fled back to the State of Yan, and also took in the traitor Fan Yuqi, you know." The man looked at the direction of the State of Yan on the sand table and said.

"Go back to Your Majesty, Luo Net also just notified the minister." The scholar on the left replied respectfully.

The man wearing the black thread of jade silk is Qin Shi Huang, who won the government. The scholar on the left is Li Si, the prime minister of the Qin state, and the general on the right is Montaigne, the general of the Qin state.

The snare is the murder weapon of the Qin Empire, founded by Li Si. The largest and most terrifying mysterious killer organization, this organization in the Seven Kingdoms, weaving an invisible giant net, absorbs a large number of death row prisoners, wandering swordsmen, and conducts cruel and **** training. Cultivate them into deadly poisonous thorns, like spiders lurking in the shadow of the Daqin Empire, always waiting for the prey that falls into the web. It is similar to the 'Quicksand' founded by Han Feizi.

"Then you say, what should I do now?" Yingzheng looked at the sand table and said lightly.

"What Li Si can think of, His Majesty has long thought of it." Li Si bent over the armrest and said.

Yingzheng turned to look at Li Si, and said to Meng Tian, ​​"I'll give you 80,000 people. After three months, attack the country of Yan."

"The last general leads the order." Meng Tian knelt on the ground alone and clasped his fists.

"Then you should step back first." Yingzheng said lightly.

"Yes."

Soon, the entire palace fell silent, terribly silent. Yingzheng looked at the location of South Korea on the sand table, and said coldly: "I received a report on death row today, and Han Fei died in death row."

When Li Si heard this, his body trembled and said, "Li Si has also heard about this. I heard that Junior Brother Han was not accustomed to the environment, and because he was born weak and sick, he passed away."

Yingzheng turned his head and stared at Li Si, and said, "Unacceptable? Frail?"

"Yes." Li Si bent over the armrest.

"I have read the books "Lonely Anger" and "Five Beetles" written by him. He is a great talent. I regard him as a confidant. I originally planned to reuse him." Yingzheng said lightly.

"My junior brother is definitely a talented person today. If he can be used by my Daqin, it will be very good. It's a pity..., alas! Heaven is jealous of Yingcai!" Li Si said with emotion.

"Okay, this is the case with Han Fei. I hope that this kind of thing will not happen again." Ying Zheng said coldly.

Li Si's body trembled, and his forehead was already sweating, and he quickly said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Korea, by a river.

"What, he's dead?" a man with silver hair exclaimed in shock.

"Well, hearing the death image is very horrific." A Confucian scholar with long hair floating freely.

The two were Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang.

"Do you know how you died?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"I heard that it is unacceptable, but I don't think it is necessary." Zhang Liang said lightly.

The whole space suddenly became quiet, and both of them looked at the river quietly for a long time,

"I called 'Quicksand' to check it out." Wei Zhuang said.