I ordered a pot of wine, and in the attic, I could see the crowd coming downstairs, which was the position that Lu Buwei chose, listening to this song of Xi'an people.

"In that era of power, you must have been tired of life, right?"

I'm looking for a topic to talk to Lü Buwei so that he doesn't get bored.

He put down his glass and looked at me.

"When I was young, I only wanted to be an official, but I didn't have the ability and courage to fight on the battlefield, I chose my own talented business, buy low and sell high, hoard goods and sell high, and traveled around the world in that war era, until I met Zichu, at that time I had already gone far enough on the road of business, so I knew that my opportunity had come, and I used a lot of money to pave the way for him, in exchange for the prosperity of the future."

With that, he filled his wine and looked out the window, and not far away there was the castle tower that had been built later.

"I have a favor with him, and I began to use power to satisfy my desires, bully men and women, search for beautiful women, and recruit sages for my use, but he is still the king, even if the woman I love deeply, I have to snatch it away, but I still gave it to her, women, how can it be compared to power?"

I have also seen this history, saying that Lu Buwei found a Handan beauty, sang every night, and was pregnant, but was robbed by King Xiang of Qinzhuang, and I had to fight with him.

As a man, I sympathize with him, how can there be a concept of love above all else in that era!

"And then?"

I'm curious about the past, and no one has a better sense of that history than he himself.

"Later? Later, I was demoted to Henan, but I didn't give up, and I wanted to be prosperous again, but I underestimated Zheng'er's ability, and he belittled me again and again, the land of Bashu, the barren land. ”

Speaking of this, Lu Buwei was smiling bitterly and sullen.

I also let go of the useless drinking posture.

"The land of Bashu is not barren now, it is still a good place."

I also drank with him, and when the food came up, he didn't move his chopsticks.

"I don't want to go again, I want to see places I haven't been before, on the other side of the sea."

I handed Lu Buwei a pair of chopsticks and asked him to taste them.

"Try it, it tastes good, and although you don't need to eat, it's okay to taste it."

Sometimes I envy them, I don't have to eat, sleep, or breathe.

Save more trouble.

Lü Buwei finally picked up the chopsticks, followed the local customs, and tasted the uneaten food.

I don't like pasta because I'm a Southerner.

But Lü Buwei was a northerner, at least during his lifetime.

I was full, and I drank about the same wine, and I was a little drunk, which was just right.

Today, we still have a lot of places to go.

Terracotta Warriors of the Qin Emperor.

"When this place was founded, I was already dead, I didn't expect it to be so spectacular."

Today happened to be the day when the museum was open, and on the terracotta warriors and horses pit, Lu Buwei was a little stunned.

"He built this in the hope that there would still be so many soldiers for him to call after he died, but he still died."

I was about to shake my head and sigh, and Lu Buwei, who heard my words, glanced at me, and the content was complicated.

"Childe, maybe it's really what you said?"

After saying this, Lu Buwei walked towards the other exhibition areas by himself, where he had too many memories.

I didn't understand what Lü Buwei meant, could it be that these terracotta warriors really became under the command of the First Emperor after his death?

That's exciting.

I don't even bother to tell Lü Buwei much about this kind of tour, because he knows a lot more about this place than I do, such as some porcelain and some antiquities.

There are not a few people who come to visit such a large tourist attraction every day, and some places are more crowded, and I am used to it, but when I was trying to catch up with Lu Buwei's footsteps, I was stunned when I passed by in the crowd.

The one just now was...

That's right, you can't be mistaken, I met her in the crowd.

"Month?"

I immediately turned around, but unfortunately there were only too many people, too many of them to look for her in such a crowd.

"What are you doing? Let's go? ”

Lü Buwei had to come back and pull me because I couldn't stand anymore.

"Ah, oh, Uncle Lu, I seem to have seen the moon just now."

I was still trying to find her in the crowd, I swear I read that right, and the moment I squeezed through the crowd, I saw, the girl.

Lü Buwei was also a little curious, and followed my gaze to look at the crowd, but he gave up in a few seconds.

"It's all ordinary people, without the moon envoy you said, you may be wrong."

Compared with me, Lü Buwei can distinguish different existences in the crowd, obviously, she is not here.

Could it really be that I was wrong, the more I thought about it, the more questioning and uncertain I became, if so, what was she doing here, why did she see me and ignore me? Or is it an ordinary girl who looks a lot like Tsuki?

I don't know, when you don't have enough evidence to prove it, when everyone says you're wrong, you start to question what you believed in the first place.

I didn't delve into it, glanced at the crowd again, turned around and continued to walk forward with Lu Buwei, there were still many places to go.

Lü Buwei began to tell me about the origin and history of something, and he was more like a tour guide than I was an absent-minded tourist.

"This thing is used by women to groom and makeup, and it was paid tribute from the barbarian land, but I didn't expect to see it."

Lü Buwei pointed to an ugly-looking jade object in the window.

"Nonsense, this is a sacrificial thing used in the pre-Qin period, how can it be for women to be groomed?"

Someone actually interjected and directly said that Lu Buwei was wrong.

I was speechless for a moment, and when I looked over, there was a middle-aged uncle with glasses, with a work badge around his neck, and my eyesight was not bad, and I could see what was written on it.

"Professor of Warring States History, Wu Yi"

Professor? Or a history professor? That's embarrassing.

Lu Buwei obviously didn't expect to be said like this when he was a few treasures, so he was a little stunned and turned his head to look at me.

"Uncle, what do you say this is?"

I had no choice but to stand up and ask Professor Wu.

"I said, this is a sacrificial object used by the Qin Dynasty to pray for blessings, not something to groom people."

Wu also continued to emphasize that I could see that the students behind him, each with a small notebook, carefully recorded something, and suddenly four big characters appeared in my mind.

Mistaken children.

"Bullshit, our sacrifices are all living sacrifices, and this thing is not worth it at all."

Lu Buwei, who was standing behind me, couldn't listen to it anymore, just like you cast a copper bowl for your pet as a lunch box, but someone pointed to the copper bowl and said that this thing was for people to drink soup, and after being stunned, he was speechless.

"In the pre-Qin period, people were afraid of the gods, and used this kind of thing to show the mystery and greatness of the gods.

The professor was stunned, and the young students behind him nodded in disbelief, with a serious face.

I can bear it, but Lu Buwei can't bear it.

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