Da Qin: Confucianism, Dharma and Taoism

(I got acute conjunctivitis again today. My whole eye is like a mangekyō sharingan. Now only one eye can be used.)

(I can’t use the computer or mobile phone too much these days. I will write less. I will resume updating when I recover.)

Facing the sudden assassination, Ying Yan’s expression remained unchanged. She was calm, and she swung her luxurious cloak. As she danced, a beautiful long sword was held on her hand.

The sword guard had a newt in the middle, the tail of the sword was like a lotus, and the sword body was slender. It was the sword of his mother Jingwei, one of the eight swords of the King of Yue!

Ying Yan held the Jingwei sword, and a stream of light pink sword energy shot out from the sword body, intercepting all the assassin’s killing moves.

Under the assassin's incredible eyes, the Jingwei sword in Ying Yan's hand pierced the assassin's heart with a wonderful and difficult-to-find strange angle.

The assassin obviously did not expect that the princess of the empire had such a strong martial arts, especially when she used the Jingwei sword, her martial arts were not inferior to any of Luowang's top-level killers. 09

It is reasonable that the assassin would be so shocked. If you want to practice such martial arts, you need to be tempered in the cold winter and hot summer, and you need years of persistence and painful tempering.

Most of the nobles do not have such tenacity and perseverance, let alone a royal family like Ying Yan.

Being in the royal family, he has been living a life of luxury since childhood, but he can still hone such martial arts. It can be seen that Ying Yan's perseverance and persistence are far beyond ordinary people.

Blood splattered, and the assassin's body fell to the ground weakly.

This was not the first time Ying Yan had killed someone, and she had no extra feelings for the assassin who died at her hands.

The Jingwei Sword did not leave a trace of blood, but Ying Yan still swung the sword, and as her hand drew a beautiful sword flower, the Jingwei Sword in her hand was also retracted under the cloak.

She folded her hands in front of her, and once again became the cold and noble princess. She frowned and said, "What a good sword-hiding technique, it seems like a Taoist sect's method."

The reason why the previous Luowang assassins did not notice that the assassin was hiding a weapon was because of the opponent's sword-hiding technique.

The Luowang assassins came to their senses and knelt down hurriedly, saying in panic: "I did not protect the princess's safety. Please punish me, Your Highness!"

The assassins all lowered their heads and trembled. They actually let the assassin get close to the princess. This is definitely a capital crime.

The other Luowang assassins around them all drew their swords, pointing their swords at the negligent people.

As long as Princess Weiyang gave the order, they would kill their colleagues, and the action at this time was also to prevent these people from jumping off the wall.

In fact, these Luowang assassins had already thrown their swords to the ground, and they did not dare to really have any killing intentions towards Ying Yan.

In addition to Luowang's cruel training that destroyed human nature, which made them loyal enough, these assassins also knew that if they made a mistake and died, it would be a matter of one sword.

But if they dare to resist, they will neither be able to live nor die.

As a member of Luowang, they know the cruel methods of Luowang.

Ying Yan is not a bloodthirsty person. She said in a gentle tone: "This is the sword-hiding technique of the Taoist clan. It is understandable that you did not notice it."

"But the laws of the empire are strict, and Luowang does not allow mistakes. You can be spared the death penalty, but you cannot escape the living crime. Each of you will receive fifty lashes and fifty boards."

The Luowang killers kowtowed repeatedly and thanked: "Thank you, Princess, for not killing us. Thank you, Princess, for not killing us!"

Immediately, other Luowang personnel stepped forward and suppressed these people.

Fifty lashes and fifty boards are enough to beat people half to death without the protection of internal force, but compared to losing his own life, this is already a mercy from Ying Yan.

If it were the emperor, he would never give them a chance to atone for their sins, but I pursue the idea of ​​my father's virtue and morality.

Rules must be followed, but the punishment must also be based on the actual situation, and there must be some humanity.

The law is ruthless, but people are kind. This is what my father has always taught me.

Ying Yan thought in his heart and asked a Luowang staff member beside him: "The resistance of the Taoist sect to the empire is getting more and more intense."

The Luowang staff member bowed his head and said: "Your Highness, according to Luowang's intelligence, there have been several acts of resistance to the empire by Taoist disciples."

"Even the head of the Taoist sect, Xiaoyaozi, his recent behavior is quite suspicious."

"A few years ago, there were disciples of the Renzong who wanted to assassinate imperial officials, and were beheaded at the city gate for public display."

"Now it seems that what the Renzong did is not an individual act, but more like an organized act."

Listening to the report of the Luowang staff , Ying Yan nodded gently and said: "Increase the surveillance of Renzong. If Renzong really has ill intentions, then Renzong must know the empire and know the means of Luowang."

"Also, the surveillance and investigation of Nongjia should not be stopped. Nongjia disciples are said to be 100,000, which is the biggest threat to the empire. This is also the task given to me by my father, to completely wipe out Nongjia."

"But it is not advisable to alarm Nongjia. We must proceed step by step. After all, Nongjia has many people and complex forces. We cannot let the key figures of Nongjia run away."

Ying Yan's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The six halls of Nongjia and those old immortals of Nongjia who had killed Wu'an Jun were all her targets.

She wanted to completely wipe out this one of the most powerful schools of thought!

"Yes!"

The Luowang personnel received the task and slowly retreated.

Ying Yan took two steps. This was the base of the old Zhao nobles who were against Qin. It was located in the dense forest. Luo Wang had to spend a lot of effort to find the location of this base.

In the distance was Handan, the former capital of Zhao. Looking at the ancient city, Princess Weiyang, who was always calm and wise in the eyes of outsiders, also had a gentle look in her eyes.

She missed home and her father and mother.. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

However, she finally convinced her father to handle the affairs of the Empire and Luowang alone. She must be able to take charge of things on her own before she can meet her father.

Only in this way can she make her father proud, instead of being a little girl who can only cry and go back to her parents when she encounters difficulties.

She is very grateful for the martial arts her mother taught her, and she is also glad that she persisted when she was a child.

Only now that she has grown up, she knows how important her past efforts are, and that her efforts will always be rewarded.

"Let's go, to the next stronghold!"

At Ying Yan's command, many Luowang assassins followed her silently.

In the dark, there were two figures following her closely. Ying Wei certainly would not let his daughter really face danger alone, but had already arranged for Luowang's first-class assassins to follow and protect her.

At this time, her father should be in Sichuan and Shu.

The main body of the mirage has been completed, and now is the time to need the branches of the Fusang tree in Shushan.

As the next generation of the Yin-Yang family's Dongjun, Yue'er should be with her father.

When Ying Yan thought that her sister could follow her father, a trace of envy and jealousy flashed through her heart.

But she quickly suppressed this emotion. She wanted to make a career and let her father praise her!

How could Yue'er, a mere Yue, be able to compete with her sister! .