Chapter Thirty-Eight: It's Better to Not Know
In the last afterglow of the evening sunset, a car drove a galloping horse to the door of Gongzi Chu's mansion.
Lu Buwei came quickly, dressed in black, with a solemn face, he was greeted by the servants as soon as he walked into the prince's mansion.
Entering the side room, Lu Buwei saw Zichu, and he bowed and said, "I've seen Gongzi." β
"No, you don't have to be polite. β
Zi Chu hurriedly helped Lu Buwei up, and then immediately retreated left and right, keeping everyone three feet away from the house wall.
In the meantime, LΓΌ Buwei's gaze swept over the people in the room, and at this time there were only Zhao Zheng, the Montessori brothers and Zichu in the room.
Seeing this, Lu Buwei asked in a low voice:
"Dare to ask Childe, but what about Mr. Chunqiu?"
At this time, in Xianyang City, there are only two so-called major events.
One is the matter of Zhao Guo Poyan, and the other is the construction of the Taiyin School Palace by Mr. Chunqiu.
At this time, since Wang Sun was present, it must be something related to that Mr. Chunqiu.
Zichu nodded and said, "That's true!"
"Mr. Chunqiu wants to make a deal with me. β
"Deal?"
Lu Buwei frowned and asked:
"How easy is it?"
Zichu replied:
"Three seats in the Taiyin School Palace, in exchange for three things. β
"What three things?"
LΓΌ Buwei was shocked.
After preaching in the west of Xianyang City in the past, everyone in the world knew that this immortal had the talent of the heavens and the earth in his chest, and the knowledge of the world's wonders in his belly.
Even this Mr. Chunqiu may even grasp the mystery of transcending life and death.
The seat of his school palace is a supreme treasure, and I don't know how many people rush to it.
Lu Buwei really didn't know what the son Chu in front of him was what the immortal wanted, and he could get three seats.
Hearing this, Zi Chu lowered his voice and said in his ear:
"One is the belongings of the former Great Qin Wu'an Jun Bai Qi, the second is the belongings of the Shang Jun in the past, and the third is the belongings of the nine executed prisoners. β
"Why is it all the things of the dead?"
The color of thought in Lu Buwei's eyes became more and more serious.
Zi Chu shook his head and said:
"My youngest son said: Mr. intends to summon spirits and sit on the avenue with Wu Anjun and Shang Jun. β
"Sitting on the road with Wu Anjun and Shang Jun?
Lu Buwei was stunned.
Can the dead be resurrected?
He never thought about it.
What a rebellious thing this is, it simply reverses the order of yin and yang of heaven and earth.
Is there really anyone in the world who can do such an earth-shattering thing?
Or can he really do it?
LΓΌ Buwei's heart was completely messed up.
At this time, Gongzi Chu said in a low voice:
"Few people know, but they are suspicious. β
Lu Buwei's eyes narrowed slightly, he took a deep breath, and then spit out.
A generation of strange businessmen in the world instantly restrained their shocked hearts and said slowly:
"This matter should be cut off by the king, and only the king can decide the matter if he is a ruler who rebels against his ministers, and whoever is safe or evil. β
Shang Jun had traces of rebellion back then, and was finally killed, and Wu Anjun was even given death.
No matter what, the resurrection of the two is not necessarily a good thing for the Qin State.
After a pause, Lu Buwei looked at Zhao Zheng and said:
"However, Mr. Chunqiu, the teacher of the king and grandson, the master will not be in trouble with the disciples and disciples, the two kings are resurrected, the king and grandson may enjoy this luck, the horse is lost, and the son needs to think twice, and please think twice about the king. β
LΓΌ Buwei said two sides, and both sides pointed out.
But the final decision still has to be made between the prince Chu and the king.
"Is that so?"
Zi Chu's fingers swiped the wine honor.
He was a person who gambled with LΓΌ Buwei back then, so he naturally knew the gamble of life, if he won, he would be profitable, and if he lost, he would live and die.
But in the past, he was just a down-and-out proton, but now he is the prince of a country.
Although he had seen the big gamble between his father and the clan elders, he was still a little shaken in his heart.
But when the afterglow swept over his son, he was stunned again.
That's it!
It's just a little gambling.
With Mr. Chunqiu's attention to his young son, he naturally still has a great chance of winning.
"I ask you to see your father. β
...............
The lights in the room were already lit, and the flickering light of the fire was turbulent, imprinting the same flickering shadows on the faces of the people.
"Sit!"
King Qin's voice sounded slowly.
Zi Chu bowed and said:
"Father, the son has something to report!"
King Qin waved his hand casually and said:
"Say!"
"Bu Ri Ru is the king of Qin, why can't you say. β
Since King Qin came out of Xianyang City that day, he seemed to have figured it out.
Since then, everything he has done has been prepared for the accession of his son Zi Chu.
When a king knows that his time is short, all the competition for fame and fortune is in vain.
Only a qualified heir is the most important.
Zi Chu bowed and said:
"Please Father, please step back from the left and right!"
"Oh? From this point of view, this matter is prudent. β
King Qin smiled, then waved his hand.
In the palace, everyone retreated in an instant.
After seeing everyone retreat, Zi Chu slowly talked about Mr. Chunqiu's transaction with him.
After speaking, Zichu once again stated his guess in detail.
The voice gradually converged, and for a while, the atmosphere in the entire palace was a little silent.
"Brought back to life?"
"This is also interesting, Wang Sun learns this, and in the future, the widow may be able to return to the Yang world, and see Huayang and you again. β
King Qin didn't seem to care, and even quipped.
Zi Chu was a little confused about his father's intentions, and he bowed and said:
"Please teach me, father, what should I do?"
King Qin looked at Zi Chu who was kneeling in the palace, and King Qin slowly spoke: "This matter will be decided by you, and your words are also the words of King Qin." β
After saying this, King Qin smiled faintly and said:
"Leave the house. β
After a pause, King Qin said again:
"You need to remember, from today on, you should assume the responsibility of the Qin State, the position of the widow, you must eventually deserve it, everything that is not a major matter, you should have your own cutoff, if someone is different, it can be said that it is the right of the widow and you. β
King Qin is delegating power, and when he still has time, he will take the throne and pave the way for King Qin.
Zi Chu was a little flattered for a while, and he spoke:
"Father, this ......"
On the high seat, King Qin seemed to change from a father back to a king in an instant.
"The widow said, stand down!"
"No!"
Zi Chu bowed, and then slowly retreated.
After Zi Chu retreated, King Qin slowly raised his head.
"Mr. Chunqiu, Mr. Chunqiu, what kind of person you are, the widow has already accepted his fate, why bother to give hope to the widow, know, it is better not to know. β
King Qin's voice echoed through the empty palace.
This is not another test for him, but it is a pity that he is unwilling to gamble a second time with the luck of the Qin State.
A person can be greedy for life and afraid of death, but no matter how greedy a monarch is, there must be a limit.
Otherwise, the kingdom will die, but in an instant.
After all, he cannot live up to the expectations of the Qin kings of the past dynasties, which is his responsibility.