This sentence is extremely weighty and of great significance.

Handing over the rear to Qin Wang Li Weifeng, even if it is a small position, it is also a supreme power. Those officials will subconsciously want to make friends with Li Weifeng. Over time, it will naturally become a matter of [forming a clique for personal gain]. If it is a big deal, if Li Weifeng is ambitious enough, he can cut off Li Zhai's logistics and establish himself as emperor.

Li Weifeng's expression changed several times. He gritted his teeth, stood up, bowed deeply, and said:

"No, Seventh Brother, this is not possible!"

“I, I…”

He couldn't say no.

The throne was almost within reach, and it was impossible for Li Weifeng not to be excited. However, underneath this excitement, there was a fierce struggle - [the one who controlled the situation was outside, and the brothers betrayed him and became the emperor] This drama was almost a repeat of his father's time in the previous generation, and it was like a thorn in his heart.

Li Weifeng was struggling internally, struggling very hard. The power above millions of people was placed before him, and the temptation it brought was almost irresistible. But when he was about to agree, he suddenly thought of what the former emperor had said.

"You are not me, you don't know the situation I faced at that time..."

"If you were me, you would make the same choice."

The appearance of the uncle who killed his father appeared vividly before his eyes, and his reflection on the wine clearly turned into his own face. Li Weifeng paused, and suddenly he let out a long breath, and then his hand fell on the hilt of the dagger at his waist, and he suddenly pulled out the sword with a sharp edge.

The sword was sharpened very quickly, and the slightly upturned phoenix eyes of Li Weifeng were reflected on the sword. This body had natural human desires, greed and thirst for the supreme position, but it also had the clarity and brightness of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old.

There is also the youthful vigor and vitality of young people.

Li Weifeng looked at Li Zhai in front of him, held the sword in his right hand, pressed his left hand on the sword, and slashed it suddenly with force.

Blood was spilled.

Drop by drop, it fell on the wine, creating ripples and spreading a scarlet color.

Li Weifeng looked at Li Zhai and said, "Seventh brother, go to the battle by yourself. The King of Qin and his ministers will prepare logistical supplies for the army, and there will be no interruption."

He threw his sword on the table and raised his blood wine.

Li Zhai was surprised, then he laughed. He drew his sword with his backhand, cut a wound on his palm with the sword, and dripped his blood into the wine glass. But between the two of them, the King of Qin looked pale and gasped heavily, as if he had made a great struggle and was mentally exhausted, while Li Zhai was majestic and calm, like a tiger strolling in the mountains.

They drank the blood wine together and made a brotherly pact.

Young people are always rebellious and pure.

I have always been unwilling to become a gloomy and lonely hero recorded in the ink-stained words of history.

Li Weifeng took a step back when facing the throne that was within his grasp.

They agreed that Li Zhai would conquer the four directions, while Li Weifeng, who was more tolerant in character, would pacify the people, mobilize troops from all directions, maintain logistics and supplies. During a not-so-long period of time afterwards, there was no "Emperor" in Shenwu Jiuzhou, but King Weiwu and King Qin ruled the world together. History books avoided the issue and only referred to it as "two suns in the same sky."

The King of Qin, who still had the youthful vigor and vitality, bid farewell to his brother and Qi Wuhuo, and left while covering his wound.

Because of his struggle and anger, he cut too hard this time, and the cut was a little deep, hurting his flesh. His hand covering the wound was still trembling with pain, but he had to pretend to be firm and straighten his back, and walked away step by step. Behind him, the mighty king held the cup of blood wine and smiled: "...You are young."

The Taoist held up his whisk and did not answer.

King Weiwu suddenly asked in a playful tone: "Master, do you think the emperor is a good person?"

The Taoist thought for a moment and said, "There is no necessary connection between these two points. A good person may not be a good emperor; and a good emperor is usually not a good person. However, it cannot be denied that there are indeed impeccable people in the world who have become leaders."

King Weiwu laughed and said, "You are so smooth, you didn't reveal any clues at all."

"I want him to be emperor."

"The spirit of a young man can support him to fight against that kind of tyrant for a long time, but the situation in this world will eventually push him to take this step step by step... If he fails, these officials will feel uneasy. I only hope that the Taoist priest will promise me one thing. If he can bring peace to the people and pacify the world, please do not stop him from becoming the emperor one day."

"And if he doesn't have such qualifications, or if he acts recklessly and levies heavy taxes."

He didn't say much, but he seemed to have said everything. He paused and said casually, "Speaking of which, I'm about to leave the capital. There are too many problems in this world, and the problems are too deep. Even for me, it will take most of my life to clean them up. Maybe we won't be able to meet so easily in the future. Taoist priest, is there anything else you need my help with?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "There is indeed one thing."

He immediately told his plan.

King Weiwu seemed to have some guesses, but was not surprised when he heard this. He just said:

"It's really about your nine stone tablets."

"Spread the Dharma to the world?"

"Yes, if we cannot make all the people of the human race have power, even if the world is unified, it will only be a bigger piece of meat. In this case, you mentioned the nine classes and hundreds of schools, so give me a stone tablet... The first stone tablet is your Taoist school, and my military school should also be among the nine classes!"

He smiled and said, "I am the leader of this generation's military strategists, so I can still make this decision."

Qi Wuhuo looked at this mighty king who was much more mature than when he first met him. Standing here, this man seemed to have seen everything in the future. He calmly accepted his fate. This Taoist asked the question that countless historians in later generations were curious about: "Then, why don't you become the emperor?"

Li Zhai smiled and replied, "Being a king, a prince, a general or a minister is the ultimate aspiration of ordinary people."

"Being an emperor is already a great ambition of the royal family, so it is said that one has the aura of an emperor."

The Taoist nodded and said, "That's right."

Li Zhai smiled and said:

"But my ambitions are bigger than these!"

"As long as I can unify the world and resolve countless disputes in my time, it doesn't matter whether I am the emperor or not. Rather, the countless trivial matters of being an emperor will only hold my warhorse back, make the sword in my hand dull, and make me feel annoyed and bored."

The Taoist asked, "Isn't the throne of the emperor tempting?"

Li Zhai said without hesitation: "Of course it is tempting."

"All the treasures in the world are at your disposal, and all the land in the world belongs to you, but being the emperor is not Zhai's wish. Rather, if I were to become the emperor, perhaps even Zhai wouldn't be able to tell the difference—"

"I have been doing this all along for the sake of accomplishing this feat."

"Or did you do all this just to become the emperor?"

"What do you think, Taoist priest?"

"If I do this for this great wish, then I am confident that I am worthy of the brothers who followed me and died in battle. On this road, they just left a step earlier, and I followed them. But if it is for the imperial robe, I am not willing to exchange the blood of my comrades for that robe. I am not worthy of that position."

Qi Wuhuo looked at his good friend in front of him, picked up the wine cup, and replied:

"Achievements are made in serving the country and the world, but failures are made in serving oneself, fame and gain."

"He is truly a famous general in the world."

Li Zhai laughed loudly and drank three jars of wine. He seemed to have let go of something that was struggling in his heart. He was very drunk. He picked up his sword and walked into the ginkgo forest that was covered with broken gold on the ground. He danced with the sword in a wild manner and whistled: "Let the horse go to the snow grass in Tianshan Mountain."

"The long march of thousands of miles has worn out the army!"

He chanted a long poem, his tone was desolate but sad:

"The flames of war never cease, the battles never end. The defeated horses cry out in sorrow to the sky!"

"The kites pecked at the intestines of the people, and flew up to the dry branches with their mouths full. The soldiers were lying in the grass, and the general was doing nothing."

"We know that weapons are dangerous tools, and sages only use them when they have no other choice!"

When it comes to raising an army to conquer the world, the complex thoughts in the mind of the military leader are difficult for others to understand.

…

In the autumn, the mighty King Zhai tried to persuade the neighboring state of Zhao to surrender. The ruler of Zhao was furious, so Zhai raised an army to attack him.

Appointed as regent.

————《Emperor's Biography》

…

Not long after Qi Wuhuo left, Emperor Fuxi unceremoniously moved out Qi Wuhuo's recliner and placed it in the yard. Then he spread his arms, stretched, sat down on the recliner, and lazily basked in the sun. The autumn sunshine and breeze were very comfortable, and he squinted his eyes comfortably.

That’s great…

Awa is back, although she is still angry.

But angry A Wa is also great!

Those guys in heaven can't come down to the human world now, so they can't bother me.

The two little guys weren't here either.

Will not come to "rob" Awa.

Ah... It's so happy. There is nothing happier in the world than this state. Really, I hope the two little guys can get married soon and leave Wa's side happily.

Do you need help?

No, that’s okay. If Wuhuo gave birth to a little Wuhuo, wouldn’t that mean there would be one more guy to take Awa away?

If that boy could have more children.

Won’t I have a few more little ancestors above my head?

It’s not cost-effective, it’s not cost-effective at all!

The scholar in green lazily slumped on the recliner, like a snake that had just finished hibernating, stretching his body in the sun and regaining his original vitality. But soon, he realized something was wrong, and heard the sound of a crisp bell in his ears. Fuxi did not even look up, but lazily said, "Come out."

Randeng was slightly stunned, and then he saw Old Green Ox moving out step by step from behind the door with an awkward, reserved, stiff smile on his face.

But the other figure was different.

It came out almost instantly. It was a young Taoist with wide eyes and an extremely agitated aura all over his body, which made Fuxi's mood become extremely bad in an instant. He raised his hand and stretched it out, knocking on a rapidly moving figure with incredible precision. With a flick of his wrist, he dispersed the aura.

"Fuxi?!!"

"What are you doing?! Let me go, let me go!"

Fuxi stretched out his hand to pick his ears, looked at the old blue ox, and said lazily: "Xuandu?"

"What's wrong with this kid?"

Old Qingniu’s body was stiff and he almost cried out in his heart.

Look, look!

I said that after Queen Nuwa came out, Fuxi would be in trouble at home!

Oh my goodness, who should I talk to about this?

Old Qingniu was extremely annoyed, but he still forced a smile on his face and said:

"Before, I followed the Second Master's order to find Xuandu..."

It was your nephew who asked for it. It has nothing to do with me!

Every wrong has its perpetrator, so don’t come looking for me, Old Cow!

Fuxi raised his eyebrows: "Wuhuo asked me to find you? Well, now that Awa has returned, I should come and pay my respects to her."

"Then why did you come back only now?"

Qingniu opened his mouth and said awkwardly: "Uh... well, ah, how should I put it..."

He groaned for a long time and said in a tactful way:

"At that time, Master Xuandu was still refining pills."

Fuxi glanced at the burnt marks on the great wizard's robe, and guessed something, and sarcastically said:

"It exploded again?"

!!! ...

Xuandu's chest heaved, veins popped out, if it weren't for Queen Nuwa, he would have started punching that guy in the face. Fuxi sneered, but then retracted his gaze and smiled slowly: "But, speaking of it, I know Xuandu is here."

"[You], why are you here again?"

Fuxi's gaze fell, passing through the stiff body of the old blue ox, and fell on the figure that followed and hid.

Qingniu and Xuandu both paused.

Their expressions changed.

…

Li Zhai was very drunk. The Taoist drank a pot of wine alone and then took some snacks back. The skills of the snack chef in the palace were quite good. It could not be said that the taste was definitely better than that of the mortal world, but it also had its own flavor. He took it back to show to the Queen Mother to see if she liked it.

As I walked out of the palace, I saw the autumn chrysanthemums in full bloom, large patches of them, and clusters of flowers.

The Taoist looked at it for a long time, reached out his hand and stroked it gently, wondering whether he should pick one and take it back to Queen Nuwa as a gift.

The incarnation of Queen Nuwa is in an unstable state at the moment, and because of the influence of Taiyi's methods, her range of activities is quite limited.

It is rare to see flower fields blooming like this one.

He stroked it and gave up the idea of ​​breaking the flower. He planned to paint a picture. If the queen liked it, he would come here one day. But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of a piano. The sound was long, but familiar.

Qi Wuhuo paused, he raised his head, and looked to the side following the sound of the piano. His sight passed through the layers of flowers, and in the pavilion beside the sea of ​​flowers, a woman was playing the piano. She was wearing a light yellow dress, had black hair like a waterfall, and had big and soft pupils. The sound of the piano was long, but it sounded like an old friend.

The Taoist stopped.

The woman's piano music was not chaotic. Finally, she placed her palm on the piano music, and the overtones spread out. The sea of ​​flowers swayed slightly in the wind, like a dream, and a gentle voice fell:

"Master."

"Long time no see, how are you doing?"