Chapter 50

He went to Xia Chunqiu and helped him up, "you're not wrong."

"Neither you nor Xiao Sheng is wrong."

Xia Wen smiled, a kind of relief, a kind of relief.

Zhuge Sheng was already sobbing, "emperor."

He felt pain and remorse for his betrayal.

"Chunqiu, you did right." Xia Wen said softly, with a soft voice.

"What Daqin needs now is someone like you, not me.

I know where I'm wrong. I want to change, but I'm afraid to take the whole Daqin to doom.

The outside world is oppressing you, and someone in Xia's family is blocking you. I'm also on guard against you. You're in crisis. Nevertheless, you did it.

So the Xia family needs you. Your test is over. Facts have proved that you are right to be the emperor. "

Aside.

Zhuge Sheng was shocked when he heard Xia Wenhua.

Is this the test of the Xia family of the Qin Dynasty?

"Daqin is difficult step by step. We want to change, but the risk is suffocating.

Your actions show that you are qualified to sit on the throne.

Spring and autumn, you should have understood that this is a test, a test of whether Daqin is willing to entrust everything to you alone.

It's successful. Daqin is used by you. Not many people block your decision.

If I fail, I will remain in power until you have the ability to take over, and I will pass the throne to you.

In the eyes of outsiders, this success or failure is good for you, but is it really so?

Daqin can't afford to wait.

If you don't succeed, the Xia family will put all their eggs in one basket. Whoever moves Daqin will pay the price. A piece of meat and a piece of bone will be left. "

Xia Wen was calm in his words.

Everyone knows the meaning of Xia Wen's words. It is a sea of corpses, bleeding and floating in oars. There are more than millions of corpses.

The great Qin Dynasty has been established for millions of years and has stood in the world for many times. Now that it has fallen, it does not mean that it can be slaughtered.

If Xia Chunqiu fails, it may be difficult for him to succeed.

At that time, even if he succeeded to the throne, the Qin Dynasty might not be as it is now, but a more dilapidated Qin Dynasty.

"This, this..." ZHUGE Sheng trembled, and he couldn't believe it.

He heard something.

The Da Qin Xia family made such a decision?!

Such a great imperial power handed everything over to a 17-year-old child?

All this sounds ridiculous and nonsense.

Perhaps only the Xia family of the great Qin Dynasty dared to do so in this world, because he had a precedent. Why was it not the case in Xia Jiangji's era.

There is no lack of courage in the Xia family of the Qin Dynasty. They dare to work hard.

In the past, they pressed everything on Xia Jiangji, and now it is the same.

Xia Chunqiu is only 17 years old. Yes, but he is not an ordinary child. Those 17-year-old children are still sheltered under the wings of their elders. He is different.

"Children are unfilial." Xia Chunqiu still feels guilty regardless of those.

"The Xia family of the great Qin Dynasty values ordinary people and doesn't value these rules."

Xia Wen patted Xia Chunqiu on the shoulder.

"I don't care about these. In the future, when Daqin is handed over to you, you should think twice. If you need it, if you don't know, you can ask me. I will help you, and Zhuge Sheng will help you."

"Emperor." ZHUGE Sheng's eyes were red.

Xia Wen implied that he wanted Zhuge Sheng to help Xia Chunqiu.

But what Zhuge Sheng wanted was to return home, or to spend the rest of his life to make up for Xia Wen.

"The position of emperor is not important. What matters is the common people's country. I'm not suitable for this era. I'm too stable, but I'm not old and confused. Xiaosheng, you should help Chunqiu." Xia Wen said.

Xia Wensheng was wrong.

He seeks stability and is not suitable for this era. In the past, he will be a famous Lord of a generation.

Although he abdicated, it does not mean that he is really a waste. It is not unreasonable for the Xia family of the Qin Dynasty to choose him as the emperor.

From this point of mind, we can see one or two and get a glimpse.

"I will remember my father's teachings and will not let Daqin decline."

Xia Chunqiu stood up and bent at right angles for his hands.

His voice is calm, thick and firm. He is telling Xia Wen, and it is like taking an oath to heaven, sonorous and powerful.

Just 15 words, as heavy as Mount Tai and the Big Dipper.

"Father, you're tired. I won't disturb your rest." Xia Chunqiu left soon.

He went out of Xia Wen's bedroom.

After he left, there was a cry in the bedroom. Zhuge Sheng was crying like a child.

"ZHUGE Sheng is guilty..."

The voice choked intermittently.

Xia Chunqiu's body is tiny.

Silent.

His bright eyes flashed, and he walked calmly towards the distance.

……

In the restaurant.

The wine table where Fang Xuan is located is full of twists and turns. I don't know how many dishes have been served.

Shopkeeper, the corners of his mouth are getting bigger and bigger. Looking at Fang Xuan's eyes, it's called a bright one.

"Not enough to eat." the cat stood up like a man and sat back in a chair, holding a toothpick and carrying unnecessary shredded meat between his teeth.

Fang Xuan picked up a paper towel and wiped his mouth.

He looked at Yan Wu, who had not moved his chopsticks, and said with a smile.

"Yan Wu, you don't eat, isn't it not your appetite?"

"Not hungry."

Yan Wu shook his head. With curious eyes, he looked at Fang Xuan who had eaten a lot of dishes.

"Are you experiencing the world of mortals and preparing yourself for the future?"

How could Fang Xuan not understand the meaning of Yan Wu's words and his incomprehension, "I just want to eat."

What a stutter?

Yan Wuwei and Fang Xuan attached this label.

Even if I think so, Yan Wu doesn't think it's that simple.

Fang Xuan's feeling is like cherishing every mouthful of food, every mouthful of delicious food, every mouthful of experience, delicious food is not like this, which can be said to be greedy.

When Yan didn't intend to ask, Fang Xuan spoke.

"Look over there."

Between Fang Xuan's words, the fan pointed to a place.

Fan Jian refers to a pair of father and son, dressed in simple clothes, washed clothes a lot of times, slightly white, eating noodles in the small restaurant opposite.

The child drank the soup without dropping a drop of juice.

The child's father rubbed the child's head and said something in his mouth. It seemed that he was saying he was leaving and took the child away from the noodle stall.

"I'm just like them."

He is similar to the father and son. They cherish food because they know it is precious, and he cherishes and cherishes every bite because it is hard won.

I can see that it's painful not to eat.

"The child has a father, and you are around..."

Yan Wukou.

But he didn't go on halfway. I don't know why, he suddenly felt like walking on the edge of death.

What's going on.

This feeling made him stay where he was.

Illusion?

Obviously impossible. He has good killer quality and is naturally sensitive to death. He is a little better than his father.

Is it Fang Xuan's reason

When he comes back.

Fang Xuan had already settled his account and patted him on the shoulder.

Is it really him?

Yanwu pupil collapse.

"Don't talk." Xia you said to Yan Wu with a gloomy face.

I'm very dissatisfied with Yan Wu's almost high mouth.

Eunuch, can you talk nonsense? Fortunately, this guy knows it's suitable and doesn't get high on the way.

“……”

It's not so evil.

Yan Wu walked around and spared his head. Fang Xuangang didn't move.

He was thinking about Fang Xuan's little move and strode with Xuan above

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