Summer solstice.

It's the summer solstice again.

This year's cicadas seem to come earlier than in previous years, and although the Bingjian placed in the four corners of Xianyang Palace is constantly releasing cold air, it still can't dispel the heat in the palace.

Ying Zheng sat at a postmodern desk, taking care of political affairs.

Although the weather was hot, even if he was only wearing a thin royal robe, Ying Zheng was still sweating, but he could look at the latest secret letter from Nanjun in his hand, as well as a box of gold coins placed on the table.

No matter how hot the outside environment is, Ying Zheng's heart is like gnawing on a large piece of ice, which is extremely comfortable.

"Mr. Gai Nie, what do you think of Mo Jun?"

Ying Zheng put down the secret letter in his hand, relaxed his body slightly, leaned back on the chair, and felt that his whole body was much easier than when he was dealing with political affairs before.

He now felt more and more correct about his decision to decisively recruit Mo Jun in the first place.

When Ying Zheng first recruited Mo Jun, he mainly valued his future reputation in the army, thinking that if this reputation could be used by him, it would definitely be a big help.

Unexpectedly, Mo Jun brought himself surprises again and again.

Now not only financially, but also with at least 1,000 gold coins per month, and even with the ability to figure out such elaborate furniture as long tables and chairs.

Now it is much easier to sit at this kind of table and chair to handle political affairs than before.

"Mo Jun's talent is probably not under the descendants of any of the hundreds of schools of thought today."

Gai Nie, who was standing by the window with a sword in both hands, heard this, thought for a moment, and then bowed and gave an answer.

Ying Zheng was surprised when he heard this, and asked: "Could it be that Mr. Gai Nie, as a subordinate of the Guigu Sect, also thinks that he is inferior?" ”

Gai Nie did not shy away from such a question, shook his head lightly and said: "At least in terms of medical skills and business, he is inferior to this person." ”

Ying Zheng nodded thoughtfully.

In fact, this is an obvious thing, so to speak, from the Great Qin Dao to create medicine······ That is, at the moment when the new knife creation medicine was created by Mo Jun, few people in the world today dare to openly say that their medical skills are above Mo Jun.

As for business, Mo Jun entered Nanjun alone, and although Qin Wang Yingzheng made a deal with the Empress Dowager Huayang, he did not give Mo Jun any help other than that.

However, under such circumstances, it only took a few months for Mo Jun to bring himself a thousand gold coins per month.

To know.

One thousand gold coins is not a small amount, and at the current market price, this amount of money is enough to buy close to ten thousand stone of grain.

And this is just a month's income, if it is a year, it is more than 100,000 stones. And how much can the grain tax of the entire Qin State add up to in a year?

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng also sighed slightly: "Yes! Mo Qing's talent, even if it is a widow, is quite admired. But why? Such a talent, there are still people in my Qin State who want to murder him······"

Crash!

In the end, Ying Zheng's tone suddenly became cold, and with a wave of his long sleeves, a roll of bamboo slips slammed to the ground.

The bamboo slips were scattered under the force.

Through the faintly visible words, it can be seen that the information recorded on it is the news about Mojun.

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Meanwhile.

Another place of darkness and shadow.

Lu Buwei's face was half revealed under the reflection of the candle flame, and it looked a little gloomy, and after a moment, he only heard him speak: "Has the news been spread?" ”

Silently, a figure in black armor appeared behind Lu Buwei and replied, "The news about that person has been sent to the place where it should be sent." ”

When Lu Buwei heard this, he nodded slightly, put away a roll of bamboo slips on the table, and said coldly: "I really didn't expect that a small chess piece that I never cared about at the beginning was accidentally made him become a climate." ”

If Mo Jun was here at this time, he would have found that the content recorded in the bamboo slip in Lu Buwei's hand was all he had done in Nanjun during this time.

It's just a little bit earlier.

The contents of this bamboo slip are at least two months ago.

But this is actually normal, and the speed of information transmission during the Warring States period is obviously not comparable to that of two thousand years later.

What's more, as the prime minister of Qin State + the master of the net, Lu Buwei doesn't know how many things he needs to deal with every day. Just his own eyes and ears all over the Qin State, plus the various intelligence information collected by Luo Net in the Seven Kingdoms, is already an astronomical amount.

In this case, even if the news of a remote southern county is sent to Lu Buwei, it will at most be temporarily shelved as second-level intelligence.

And as I said before, when Mo Jun was rewarded, although there was a lot of trouble, in the final analysis, in the maelstrom of this power struggle in the Xianyang court, Mo Jun was not even a small fish.

At first, Lu Buwei also paid attention to Mojun's performance in Nanjun for a period of time because of curiosity, but for a whole month, the news from there was all nonsense such as "appreciating dance", "listening to music", "appreciating dance and listening to music".

Slowly, Lu Buwei lost his mind to continue to pay attention to this chess piece that was casually sent to Nanjun by himself.

I didn't expect it.

I haven't paid attention to the news of Nanjun for only a few months, and this little chess piece has really made a lot of noise in Nanjun.

Even if it weren't for the eyes that he had left in the Xianyang Palace recently, he suddenly noticed that every month King Qin would inexplicably have a large amount of income and expenditure in his hands.

Until now, Lü Buwei probably wouldn't notice what was going on in that remote area of Nanjun.

Lü Buwei could allow King Qin to accept a doctor, even if the doctor was a 'genius doctor', but this would not have much impact on the overall situation.

But he must not allow a businessman who can make money for Yingzheng to exist, because Lü Buwei himself is a businessman, so he knows better than anyone how terrible a businessman who knows how to invest is.

"Just a little mouse who doesn't do enough to do anything, since you want to kill yourself, then I will fulfill you." A cold light flashed in Lu Buwei's eyes.

"Need we help?"

At this moment, the black shadow behind Lu Buwei who was wearing black armor and was like a shadow spoke again.

Lu Buwei closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and then said: "You go and send a group of people to follow behind others, but you don't have to make a move unless you have to." ”

Luo Wang was originally a group of spiders hiding in the shadows, but in the last ten years, Luo Wang's actions have been a little too public. Now there are not a few eyes staring at him in the Qin Kingdom, staring at the net.

And although the little ghost in Nanjun is just a small chess piece, the reputation on his body cannot be faked, so if he can not die in their hands, it is better not to die in their hands.

Lest in the end, if they get into trouble, King Qin and the two women will definitely not let go of this opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

"Yes!"

The figure of the black armor answered, and disappeared from the shadows in a blink of an eye······

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