"Taiping, go ahead."

The master’s voice is still ringing in my ears.

The little Taoist boy moved forward mechanically.

"This is my destiny, and it is also my lifelong wish."

"I have finally received the divine revelation that my ancestors never waited for in their entire lives. This is my good fortune. Peaceful times, excessive attachments will lead to detachment. You should let go of things sooner rather than later..."

Taiping's mind kept replaying his master's instructions. He held his hands tightly against his chest, and a glimmer of light gradually gathered in his dry and lifeless eyes.

The master's wish is his wish.

He will definitely do it well.

The official road is flat, with countless streams slowly converging together.

Tian Lingzi, who was far away in the mountains in the south, was also preparing to set off.

Two years ago, he found the Xiang family's private soldiers.

After two years of training, the private soldiers' strength has increased instead of decreased.

The weapons they had urgently refined have also been deployed.

Now that everything is ready, it's time to draw the sword.

It has been five years since Ying Zheng's last tour.

If you don't take action this time, you don't know how long you have to wait for the next time.

They can't afford the gamble.

He couldn't wait any longer.

"Contact everyone and let's go."

"Yes, Master." Duan Yuan bowed and accepted the order. His voice was crisp and firm, echoing in the low courtyard.

After Duan Yuan left, Tian Lingzi raised his head slightly and looked at the sky through the mottled shadows of the trees. There were white clouds floating there, seemingly calm but also hidden with turbulence.

The village where he has lived for more than 20 years is peaceful and tranquil, and every inch of land bears the traces of his teaching.

Now, it’s time to leave.

Letters were passing through the official road.

"Master, come back soon."

"Master, we are waiting for you."

All the villagers came to the village entrance, looking at Tian Lingzi and the others with eager eyes.

They all fled during the war and have been living under the protection of Tian Lingzi since they arrived in the village.

There is no distinction between high and low here, everyone lives together equally, neighbors help each other, and the society is harmonious and stable.

"Okay, let's go back." Tian Lingzi waved his hand and asked everyone to go home.

Duan Yuan carefully supported Tian Lingzi and slowly walked towards the carriage parked at the entrance of the village.

Tian Lingzi was already old, with a bent back, white hair and beard, dry lips, and a face covered with wrinkles.

With Duan Yuan's help, he climbed into the carriage with great effort.

The carriage looked old on the outside, but it was lined with iron sheets on the inside and had all the necessary seats and drawers.

"Let's go, let's go back, let's go back..."

The carriage started slowly, and the wooden wheels made a "creaking" sound on the dirt road, as if humming a farewell.

Duan Yuan sat in the car, helped Tian Lingzi sit down, and subconsciously opened the window.

A breeze blew across my face, carrying the familiar scent of mountain air.

The mountains before us are rolling and one after another, with clouds and mist shrouding the mountains, like a dream.

This mountain carried his entire youth.

He once chased rabbits in the mountains and forests, listened to the gurgling water by the stream, and felt the grandeur of the sunrise and the magnificence of the sunset on the top of the mountain.

Those carefree days seem like they were just yesterday.

"May everything go well." Duan Yuan murmured softly, with a barely perceptible hint of worry in his voice.

Tian Lingzi looked out the window into the distance, his eyes deep and calm, "Yes."

These two simple words filled Duan Yuan's heart with endless power.

The sunlight grew hotter and hotter, and the light shone through the car window onto the two of them, forming patches of golden light.

Tian Lingzi closed his eyes to rest, the wrinkles on his face appeared deeper under the sunlight, and each wrinkle seemed to be telling the vicissitudes of life he had experienced in his long years.

Duan Yuan quietly watched the scenery receding outside the car window, his mind full of thoughts.

I don't know, how is my uncle doing?

Have you made all the preparations?

The sun was high in the sky. In Yingchuan County, Mo Taijie, who was being talked about by Duan Yuan, sat in Ziying's small courtyard again, drinking tea and discussing philosophy.

Over the years, time has left deep marks on everyone.

He looked at Ziying opposite him, whose manners and expression remained the same as before, and sighed secretly.

The two have been friends for several years. No matter when or where, it seems that they have never seen the other lose their composure.

Even now, when major events are happening, he still looks as calm as ever.

Mo Taijie smiled and asked, "Master, are you ready?"

Ziying nodded, "A thousand men are already on their way, and another group remains where they are."

Mo Taijie stroked his long beard with satisfaction and said in agreement: "If it succeeds, we will immediately become emperor."

"Then we need to change places. This is where the Emperor's family is, and everything will go wrong here."

"I do have a suggestion." Mo Taijie's eyes flashed, but he quickly hid them. "How about heading south to Zhao?"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Ziying pretended to be confused. "I don't have any foundation there."

Mo Taijie smiled and added some cold tea to Ziying's glass. "I have some at home."

Ziying looked up and thought: Sure enough, they are hiding in Zhao.

Mo Taijie continued complacently, "Besides, Zhao is home to many righteous men, and the people are grateful for their homeland, which will be beneficial for our rise."

"What Jie Gong said makes sense."

Ziying nodded, raised his teacup, and respectfully addressed Mo Taijie from afar, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Master Jie, for your hard work."

"No, no, working for you is what I want."

Upon hearing this, a hint of sarcasm flashed across Ziying's eyes, and he glanced sideways at Mo Taijie.

This little old man has a nice idea.

Don't say that Your Majesty has made all the arrangements, and nothing will go wrong.

Even if there are some deviations, they will become the target of public criticism if they immediately declare themselves emperors.

He did this simply to make the Qin Dynasty even more chaotic so that they could take advantage of the situation.

As for his life or death, the old man doesn't really care.

Fortunately, however, everyone is using each other.

As for who will win in the end, it all depends on their own abilities.

Thinking of this, Ziying raised his eyes and looked towards the sky.

After ten years of planning, it is finally time to close the net.

I'm still very excited~

A sharp light gradually gathered in Ziying's eyes, revealing a look of determination to win.

Once the net is closed, all the rebels must be captured at once and completely wiped out from all over the Qin Dynasty.

With the sound of horse hooves flying, the patrol team set out from Xianyang according to the pre-determined route, heading southeast out of Wuguan, passing Wan and arriving at Jiangling, preparing to dismount and take the water route, sailing down the Yangtze River, all the way south to Danyang, and to Yunmeng for sacrifice.

The journey was exceptionally smooth.

If Su Jinyue had not confirmed again and again that a major change had indeed occurred in history this year, she would have suspected that her memory was confused.

"My son, are you tired of eating fish these days? Here are the meatballs I made. Come and try them."

Su Ji happily directed the servants to place the food on the table, sat next to Su Jinyue, and helped her serve the food.

"How is it? Does it taste good?"

Su Jinyue had a meatball stuffed in her mouth, and she nodded continuously with her mouth puffed out: "Mmm, it's delicious. Mother wants some too."

"Hey, Mom, try some too." Su Ji happily picked up a meatball and took a small bite. "It's really good. When your brother is done, send some to him too."

"Yes, send some to Father as well."

"Okay, it's all up to you..."

As the mother and daughter were talking, an attendant came over and said, "Emperor, His Majesty has ordered you to come over after dinner to discuss something."

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