"Your Majesty."

The eunuch respectfully presented the military brief, and Ying Zichu sat on the couch with white lips.

took the military slip, spread it out, and read the words on it clearly word by word.

"Won?"

"Ahem."

"So." Ying Zichu raised his head and looked at the long road outside the hall, and the steps were shining in the sun.

He seemed to be dazzled by the light, and narrowed his eyes: "This chess game called the world, it seems that I won in the end." ”

"It's my son."

"Win."

The eunuch raised his head, and did not see any joy on the king's face, only a faint gloom.

Perhaps only Ying Zichu himself understands that he has lost everything in order to win this game of chess.

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King Qin is seriously ill.

This is the news that Gu Nan only learned when he returned to Xianyang City.

The secret guard appeared in Wu'anjun's mansion and said that it was summoned by the King of Qin.

Let her go again at noon, because before her, the King of Qin also summoned a person, Lü Buwei.

In the dark dormitory, there was no light around, and Lu Buwei bowed down and walked into the hall.

There was a man sitting on the bed, who was leaning against the edge of the bed, describing himself as emaciated.

Even so, Lu Buwei could still feel the kind of frightened eyes falling on him.

"Your Majesty."

Saluted and said.

"Mr. Lu." Ying Zichu's voice seemed very weak, but it was very flat, without the slightest struggle of a sick person.

"This time to break the army of the five countries, there is Mr. Laulu."

"Don't dare."

Lu Buwei lowered his head, but he could hear that Yingzi Chu was really terminally ill.

"Heh, I don't think it's been a few years."

Ying Zichu smiled lightly as if he was reminiscing, and said.

"Back then, Mr. Lu met me in Zhao State, courteously treated me, and later lobbied for me to help me return to Qin and ascend to this throne. This kindness has always been remembered by Zichu. ”

As he spoke, Ying Zichu raised a finger and shook it.

"I always remember what you said to others after you first met me."

"You say I'm a strange thing."

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The hall was quiet for a while, and Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, his palms sweating slightly.

He didn't know that his words had actually been heard by Ying Zichu.

He also knew that just relying on this insignificant sentence back then could be disrespectful now.

Compare goods with kings, regard yourself as businessmen, why do you regard yourself as kings? What's in the bag.

"Mr. Lu, don't worry, Zichu is not blaming Mr. Mr. and I are like re-creation, so what Mr. wants, Zi Chu doesn't ask. ”

"It's like, about Mr. and Zhao Ji, Zichu won't ask too much."

Zhao Ji···

Having said this, Lu Buwei couldn't help it anymore, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly leaned over and said.

"The King..."

He should have thought that he had committed adultery with Ying Zichu's wife, Zhao Ji, and Ying Zichu would know about it.

But he really couldn't imagine that Ying Zichu had always known, but he didn't say it.

"Mr. Lu, ahem." Yingzi Chu smiled lightly and coughed twice, interrupting Lu Buwei.

"Zichu said, not to blame Mr. It's just that I'm just reminding Mr. Don't do it. ”

Lu Buwei stood there, speechless, and the second time, he faced Ying Zichu and was forced to be at a loss.

"Mr. solicits the court, and accepts the private guards in the house."

"On weekdays, Zi Chu has a lot of understanding. And. ”

Ying Zichu paused and looked away: "If Zichu is willing, Shang can also know that Mr. is safe." ”

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Lu Buwei's forehead, and he only felt that he was being looked at by the person in front of him, and there was no secret at all.

Obviously, his side has been planted with Yingzi Chu's shadow.

"Mr. is very kind to Zi Chu, Zi Chu remembers it in his heart, but if Mr. is different, Zi Chu will be very embarrassed." Yingzi Chu squinted his eyes and smiled.

He won't kill Lü Buwei, maybe it's because he thinks of the old feelings, but maybe it should be said that Lü Buwei is still useful.

Ying Zichu's time is short, if he dies of illness, Ying Zheng will succeed him.

Zheng'er is still young and the situation is unstable, so he needs someone to grasp the overall situation. Lü Buwei would be a good choice, and he could trust that.

"My disease should be incurable, after I go, I will hand over my things to Zheng'er, and I still need Mr. to take care of one or two."

"What do you think, sir?"

What to hand over to Yingzheng, it should be the Qin State and Lu Buwei's right to safety.

Ying Zichu said it very clearly, and he paid equal attention to grace and power.

You just have to do what you have to do, and I can let you go. But if you do, I can kill you.

Lu Buwei lowered his head and replied quietly: "Minister, understand." ”

Behind him was cold.

Seeing Ying Zichu waving his hand, he slowly retreated.

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Lü Buwei walked in the corridor of the dormitory with his head down, and the light on both sides shone into the somewhat dim corridor, shining at his feet one by one.

He understands that although he has financial power in his hands now, the road ahead is already a cliff, and taking a wrong step is a fatal situation.

"Pedal ······"

Footsteps could be heard at the end of the corridor.

At this time, who else?

Lü Buwei raised his head.

I saw a man in a white robe coming from around the corner.

He was wearing a white robe, with a bun on his head, and a bronze face covering his face, so he couldn't see clearly.

There is only one person in Xianyang City who can do this dress.

Lost in battle.

Have you returned to Xianyang?

Both of them saw each other, stopped at the same time, stared at each other across the corridor, and walked forward at the same time until they passed by.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lu."

"yes, long time no see."

The two didn't say much or even look at each other, and each walked away towards one end.

At this time, call the forbidden army

Lu Buwei walked with Gu Nan on his back, his eyes wandering, remembering the appearance of the Emperor of Anguo when Yingzhu succeeded to the throne.

Cleaning the doorway.