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The convoy was arranged in a small courtyard.

In the middle of the night, Lu Buwei wore a wide cloth robe and walked to the door of Yingyiren's room.

Frowning and thinking for a long time, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door of Yingyiren's room.

"Knock knock."

Ying Yiren was sitting in the middle of the room when he heard a knock on the door.

Who will it be at this hour?

Ying Yiren was a little puzzled, got up and walked to the door, and when he opened the door, he saw Lu Buwei standing outside the door.

"Sir." Ying Yiren said, with a bit of "respect" in his tone.

If there was no Lü Buwei, he would not have been able to return to this Great Qin, and he might even have died under the sword of King Zhao.

Although his appearance is ordinary, his talent is by no means comparable to ordinary people.

"Childe." Lu Buwei smiled: "I don't know if it's appropriate to talk about something now." ”

Although Ying Yiren didn't know Lu Buwei's intentions, he still nodded: "Let's go to the side room." ”

As he spoke, he led Lu Buwei into the room.

The two walked to a hut, Lu Buwei walked in first, Ying Yiren looked around, there was no one, and then closed the door.

The two sat down, and Ying Yiren asked, "I don't know what happened to Mr.?" ”

Lu Buwei pondered for a moment and said, "Then General Gu is the old acquaintance of Gongzi?" ”

"This..."

Glancing down at the table.

"Yes, a few years ago, the two of us met in the East Hairpin Tower." As he spoke, he seemed to fall into memory and smiled: "That day, she was still a talent. I was really clumsy, and called her Brother Gu. ”

"Oh, you don't know, she made a poem in the East Hairpin Tower, not that humanities, not poetry or endowment, but she is brilliantly written, and she was also a famous talent in Xianyang for a while."

"Okay..." Lü Buwei's eyes moved.

Didn't care about the words behind Ying Yiren.

"Since it's an old acquaintance of the childe, this is good."

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I pondered for a while.

Ying Yiren looked at Lu Buwei.

"Sir, do you want to win over Brother Gu?"

"Yes."

Lu Buwei did not hide it, and said straight to the point: "General Gu is a rare brave general in the world, and the three hundred sergeants under him are also elite."

"If it can be used by us, it will be much more convenient to gain a foothold in Xianyang in the future."

said, stroking his beard: "If everything is fine after the prince goes back, he can worship Mrs. Huayang as his mother, but the position of the prince is not inevitable." We'll need some more means. ”

"If there is General Gu."

Lu Buwei's eyes showed a few fierce glints, and he stretched out a hand and put it on his neck.

"Critical moment."

"We can also get rid of the clutter."

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Ying Yiren was silent for a while.

Lü Buwei···

You're really treating everything like a commodity.

It's all about the pros and cons, and it's all up to you.

But he didn't laugh, but nodded slightly: "I know, if I can, I will talk to Brother Gu." ”

"Okay." Lu Buwei let out a sigh, as if he was relieved, but everyone knew that he would never have a time to truly relax.

"Childe." He thought about it again and said seriously.

"If you can, it's safest to include it in your room."

As he spoke, he showed a smile: "That General Gu is also a rare beauty, it's rare." ”

Ying Yiren's face turned red, but he seemed to be moved.

But thinking of the butterfly love flower that day, the corner of his mouth smiled and shook his head.

I'm such a subordinate, or, forget it.

"Sir, don't say it again, don't embarrass strangers."

"It's embarrassing..."

"Sir!" Ying Yiren's brow furrowed.

"Hey." Seeing Ying Yiren's persistence, Lu Buwei sighed and waved his hand: "That's it, it's good to be able to pull me and wait here." ”

"So, I'll retire first."

"Hmm."

Lü Buwei retreated.

Leaving Ying Yiren alone in the room, he raised his head, it was already night, looking at the direction where Lu Buwei left.

I closed my eyes.

Sir, I'm afraid you'll just look at the stranger as a commodity.

Hehe···

Handan, Zhao Du.

King Zhao looked at the embarrassed army with a gloomy face.

"Tell me, what about the Yingyiren..."

"King Yu, that Yingyiren, ran away."

Junhou's lips were pale and bloodless, he just took more than 2,000 people to chase him, and before 1,000 people returned, the lieutenant died in battle.

Once King Zhao gets angry, it will be difficult to save his life.

"Ran away..." King Zhao sat slumped on the couch and looked at the hall empty.

Ran away... Even the last angry proton himself failed to catch it.

Changping lost 400,000 troops, if he hadn't asked for help from other countries, this Zhao State would have been destroyed at this time.

But what is the difference between being like this now and being destroyed?

Once upon a time, Zhao Guo could still compete with the tiger and wolf Qin.

Now, the country is empty, with a total of only 100,000 soldiers.

can only look at the faces of other countries, how is this different from the death of the country?

"Hehehe." King Zhao smiled.

I can't even vent my anger.

"Tell the beginning and the end, and the widow will listen." His voice was tired, as if he was no longer able to speak.

"Yes..." The soldier swallowed his saliva and told the whole story one by one.

Including the trapped army, including the white-robed general.

"Three hundred troops can resist thousands of people, and almost no one is damaged in battle."

"Riding into battle, like entering a no-man's land."

King Zhao gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Trap army, white-robed general."

"There used to be Bai Qi and others, and now there are them. Qin Guo is really a fierce general. ”

He couldn't hold back his anger anymore and yelled.

"Why don't I, Zhao Guo, have such brave generals!? Yes!? ”

"Why isn't there such an elite army!!"

Angry and bloody, King Zhao pulled out the sword on his waist and pointed straight at the dome.

"God, how are you so biased! Such a country of tigers and wolves, why are you so so!! Yes!? ”

His Royal Highness's soldiers didn't dare to raise their heads, only listening to King Zhao's roar, and the attendants on both sides also trembled.

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Whew, there is a class in the morning, and the class is not out until now, and it is still English, and I hear it in the clouds and fog now, and I hold my head. In fact, the loss of the child in the previous chapter is not all because I worship Zhao Zilong. The main thing is what Gu Nan needs to do to attract the attention and attention of Lü Buwei, the next generation of rulers of the Qin State. This is linked to the later plot.