Daqin: Sign in with Princess Honglian at the beginning

Chapter 30 Pretty Red Lotus

Ying Zheng was not necessarily the most suitable person to unify the seven kingdoms. He was just born in the right era. The Qin State had been fighting for six generations and had famous generals with strong strategic vision, such as Wang Jian, Li Xin, Wang Ben, Meng Tian and other generals. It also experienced several generations of reforms. The most important thing was the Qin State's military merit system, which turned the huge Qin State into a war machine.

But now it is the Qin's Moon in a parallel world. Although all the great generals in history exist, there are also so many talented people, and there are two huge systems, the Agricultural School and the Mohist School. As long as the alliances are in place and the memories in our minds are relied upon, it is not impossible to defeat the Qin State and unify the seven countries.

Honglian covered her mouth in horror. She never expected that just an ordinary meeting would result in hearing such shocking words.

King Han died, night fell, Quicksand rose, Han Fei came to power, governed the Kingdom of Han, and unified the seven kingdoms.

Such a grand ideal, such a grand plan, was actually said by the man in front of me. This is simply outrageous.

But he did not refute Mu Feng's idea in his heart. Although his father doted on him, he was intoxicated by the fragrance of beautiful women every day and did not care about state affairs. It was like being trapped in the deep palace. He had to listen to Ji Wuye's reports on any major events outside. The eye chosen sixteen years ago had completely blinded him. It was foolish and incompetent. No matter how smart he was, he would never be a match for the night curtain that had developed for sixteen years.

On the contrary, only the Liusha led by Han Fei had a chance. Han Fei was the ninth son of the orthodox King Han An. He was smart and talented, ambitious, governed the country by law, and was gentle and elegant. As a monarch, he was definitely a king of revival.

With the help of Wei Zhuang who is proficient in the art of diplomacy, Zi Nu whose spies spread throughout the six kingdoms, Zhang Liang who is good at planning, and the mysterious Mu Feng, he is fully capable of defeating many princes and becoming the King of Han.

If Han Fei became the King of Han, Honglian would definitely support it with both hands.

"Brother Mu, you are so..." Han Fei's face was pale and he was struggling violently. It was obvious that Mu Feng's words just now had given him a severe shock.

If defeating Nightfall, assisting King An of Han, implementing his own legal system, and saving the gradually declining South Korea has been his dream since returning to his country.

Now Mu Feng's words defeated Ye Mu, and Liusha rose up. He proclaimed himself king, implemented the rule of law, strengthened South Korea, and even planned to unify the six countries and unify the world.

However, Han Fei never thought of becoming the King of Han. He just wanted to put into practice what he had learned throughout his life to make Han stronger and free it from the oppression of Qin.

It was too outrageous to say this now. Han Fei was obviously not prepared at all and had never thought about it. He was in a trance.

"Brother." Honglian called out worriedly, her eyes full of concern.

"Brother Han Fei, now that I have come to this, I look forward to your decision."

No matter what choice Han Fei makes to become the King of Han, Mu Feng will do his best to help him. This is to defeat the Night and save the Kingdom of Han. It is not impossible. Of course, to promote the rule of law, the only way to do this is to meet Ying Zheng, be conquered by the emperor, and become a talented assistant to the king, just like in history.

A white robe passed by, taking beauty away, leaving behind messy papers to caress.

......

The Royal Palace, under the cherry trees.

A huge cherry blossom tree supports the sky, and pink cherry blossoms illuminate half of the sky. A breeze blows, and the cherry blossoms fall gracefully like snow. Pink petals cover the entire sky. Although the flowers have fallen, the fragrance remains, and the aroma is refreshing. The cherry blossoms spin and dance, and the two are shrouded in a sea of ​​flying cherry blossoms, forming a beautiful picture.

"A person in a painting is seen in the maze tower under the trees, and she gets drunk with wine made with a golden hairpin in the remaining spring. The whip-driven carriage is leaving in a hurry, and there are ten miles of cherry blossoms and ten miles of dust." The petals are falling and rippling in the pink ocean, and Mu Feng can't help but admire it.

"What beautiful verses of poetry, what beautiful pictures." Honglian listened to the verses of poetry recited by Mu Feng, and a trace of admiration flashed in her eyes.

"As expected, he is the banished immortal Young Master Mu Feng." Hong Lian exclaimed.

Ever since Mu Feng came to Honglian's palace, apart from the initial rage and shame, as time went by, these emotions slowly turned into admiration.

He fought Ji Wuye, battled Bai Niao, killed Hong Hao, saved Nong Yu, defeated Ji Wuye in an ambush at the General's Mansion, and left in style.

He has a handsome face, eyes as bright as stars, a white robe, and a sword. His every move exudes a carefree and leisurely aura, as if he is an immortal from heaven who has descended to earth.

Mu Feng smiled helplessly. He didn't know how this reputation spread. He had been threatened with death for two years. If Ji Wuye knew about this, he would probably curse at him.

Suddenly, Honglian stretched out her delicate and soft little hand and said with a smile: "Let's get to know each other again, Honglian, the red in Honglian, the lotus in Honglian."

What a unique introduction. Mu Feng smiled, and also stretched out his hand to hold Hong Lian's soft hand and said: "Mu Feng, like the autumn water, like the spring breeze."

The two of them looked at each other in a gaze that lasted for a thousand years, full of deep affection.

"I didn't realize that the beautiful Princess Honglian has such a gentle side." Mu Feng said with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm like this because you always bully me. You are the big bad guy." Honglian snorted coldly, very dissatisfied.

Mu Feng continued to smile and said, "That's because Princess Honglian is gentle and cute. I really can't help but want to bully her."

Thinking about the two times they met, Mu Feng always couldn't control the urge to bully her. Purity and beauty always surrounded Mu Feng's heart.

"Anyway, what you said makes sense. You're just a hateful villain." Honglian was powerless to refute.

The two of them bickered and snuggled together under the cherry tree until dusk.

"Are we leaving now?" Honglian asked reluctantly as night slowly fell.

Mu Feng nodded: "There is always a time to leave, but there is also the joy of being together."

Mu Feng was also a little reluctant to leave. Smelling the fragrance of Honglian's body and looking at the falling cherry blossoms, he was so intoxicated.

But it was a royal palace after all, and security was tight, especially for Han Wangan's beloved daughter.

"Will you come to see me again?" Honglian asked expectantly.

"Of course I will." Mu Feng touched Honglian's head lovingly.

"Humph, if you don't come to me, I will tell Brother Han Fei that you bullied me, and then I will beat up Zi Lan Xuan, and then..."

"Well......."

Mu Feng looked at the cute and adorable girl and couldn't help but cover his rosy lips again.

I don’t know how much time passed, a minute or an hour.

"Big bad guy." Honglian's cheeks flushed and her breathing became a little rapid.

"Promise me that you will stay in the palace quietly for the next few days and don't run around. Do you hear me?"

Thinking of the scene in the anime where Honglian saw something wrong in the cold palace and was kidnapped by Tianze, Mu Feng hurriedly reminded her.

"Uh-huh."

Honglian lowered her head, obviously still immersed in what had just happened.

"Let's go, be obedient."

After a gentle hug, a white shadow flashed by and flew away, leaving behind the intoxicating warmth and the shy girl.

"Bastard."

She gently kicked the petals on the ground, making a soft and tender sound, but the smile on her face betrayed the girl's joy.