"Meet the King."

Li Si hugged the bamboo slip in his arms and bowed down.

"Mr. Li, what's the matter?"

Ying Zheng was about to deal with today's affairs and then go to rest, but Li Si came.

These days are different from the days when he first succeeded to the throne, and in the days of succession, there were many affairs that needed to be handed over and understood, and court discussions were also continuous. After those two or three days passed, it was a lot easier.

He is still young and does not need to be in charge of the government, but there are some government affairs that still need to be in his hands, and if the power is completely transferred to Lü Buwei, even if there is a layout, there is a danger of being empty. Even if he wasn't old, he wasn't so unknown.

"Minister, there is a book to play."

"Have a book, please?" Ying Zheng's eyes fell on the bamboo slip in Li Si's arms, and he was a little curious, what was it that Li Si had never mentioned at the court meeting, but he wanted to make such a solemn invitation in private?

"Did you write it, sir?"

"Well, I should take a good look."

"Thank you, the king."

Li Si held the bamboo slip in both hands and sent it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took the bamboo slip and spread it out in his hand.

The handwriting on the bamboo slips is thick, with a heavy and heavy meaning.

In Wang Ming, it is built. A few words are still bland.

And what follows, the pen is like a sharp twist, full of strength, with a majestic atmosphere.

The sunlight in front of the temple is tilted.

Li Si didn't know how long he had been standing, about an hour, when he was a little unsteady and his body was shaking slightly.

Ying Zheng's eyes took his eyes off the bamboo slips.

A book on the beginning and end of the six countries, and a longitudinal discussion. How strong and weak the six nations are, how they are, and how they are listed one by one. Although I did not go into details, it is enough to summarize the current situation in the world.

The article is not very remarkable, nor is it very brilliant, the rhetoric is simple, but the emphasis is on being clear. What illustrates is not only the disintegration of the current situation, but also the clear meaning of the book, the ambition of the grand plan.

Li Si looked at Ying Zheng standing there silent, and his heart darkened.

Some regrets, he was in too much of a hurry, perhaps, he shouldn't have shown him this so early.

Today's son, who is still a teenager, is indeed too early to think about it.

I was preparing to speak.

Ying Zheng slowly rolled up the bamboo slips, lowered his head and held the simple book, and weighed it.

Suddenly, he said, "This book is very heavy. ”

After speaking, he looked at Li Si confidently and smiled: "Sir, do you think I can bear this burden?" ”

"It's the most important thing in the world."

Although he was asking, his confident eyes did not have a second answer.

Li Si stood in the middle of the hall and looked up at the young man standing on the hall with a bamboo slip, his eyes were sluggish, he seemed to see something. He seemed to see a king of heaven and earth, and let the heavens be crowned.

With solemn eyes, Li Si was dressed and bowed down: "Under this sky, only the king can bear this burden." ”

"Gather the world and make eternal achievements."

"Be the one through the ages."

"Do that."

"A gentleman through the ages!"

"A king through the ages." The smile on Ying Zheng's face retracted, and he put the bamboo slip on his desk, these four words, how many people begged for a lifetime. How many people have been called to devote themselves to the crucible of this troubled world.

looked at Li Si, and once again took the student's gift: "Please teach me, sir." ”

"Yes." Li Si held his hand and bowed.

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By the time Lees came out of the temple, it was already noon, and no one knew what they had said to each other. Li Si walked out of the hall, his hands behind his back, and his chest stirred, making him want to let out a long howl. But after all, he just smiled, followed the stone steps, and gradually left.

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Zhao Wangdan dragged his old body to lean on the couch, raised his head, and looked at him with a slightly blank look.

In the north, there is no invasion of the Yan Kingdom, and after the coalition army, the countries have a surprising tacit understanding, and there are few wars between each other. They all understand that today's Qin State is no longer something that can be broken with the power of one country. What they need is allies, and they also need help, before they suppress the Qin State, if they consume each other like this, I am afraid they will really bring about their own destruction.

They are all waiting, waiting for an opportunity, in one fell swoop.

The timing will depend on what the other nations do.

As a powerful country in the east, Qi has stood by and watched many battles against Qin. Maybe he wanted to wait for both sides to lose, or maybe he reached some agreement with Qin.

There are Qi watching from the sidelines, and in such a situation, no one in the countries dares to really give it a go. With the strength of the five countries, if it were not for the national strength to fight, it would be in vain to try to break the Qin with only the tens of thousands of people sent by each of them.

Is it really called the inauspicious dream?

The royal road is incomplete, there is no power, and the foreign minister is worried.

He once had a dream, dreaming that he rode a flying dragon to the sky, but he fell down before he reached the sky, and saw a mountain of gold and jade.

When the historian came to divination, he said: "I dreamed that I was wearing clothes of two colors, the left and right colors, it symbolized incompleteness. Riding a flying dragon to the sky and falling down before reaching the sky, symbolizing momentum but no strength. Seeing the mountains of gold and jade symbolize sorrow.

That year was the fourth year of his Zhao king, and a year later, the party came to surrender, and he accepted it. In the same year, the state of Qin raised troops to besiege Shangdang, which broke and destroyed 400,000 Zhao.

It was as if that was the end of his royal path.

Heaven and earth are determined, fate is counted, my life, is it really called the heaven and earth?

Zhao Wangdan sat on the couch and smiled, he was already old, and he no longer had the ambition of his youth.

Heaven is determined, it is heavenly, in this world, there will be someone to fight for after all, I have fought for a lifetime, and I am tired enough.

Thinking about it, he picked up a simple book on the side, or rather, a war book. It is written on it that the king of Zhao is recommended to raise troops to join forces to fight against Qin, drive the enemy to break, and seek his own gains.

"Come on, call Pang Xuan, General Pang come."

"Yes."

About half an hour later, a man in an official uniform walked into the temple.

When he saw King Zhao, he bowed: "King." ”

"General Pang." King Zhao sat on his couch and looked at the generals below.

"The widow has already read your book, so give it up."

Stop······

Pang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face showed a puzzle: "King! ”

King Zhao raised a hand and didn't let him continue: "Stop." ”