Chapter Fifty-Eight
In the dead of night, the study of Xiangguo's Mansion was brightly lit.
Lu Buwei, who was in the opposition of Qin Guoquan, was kneeling upright at the moment, and the clouds and smoke were wafting in the incense burner on the side, exuding a refreshing aroma, but the color of exhaustion still shrouded him, so he slowly closed his eyes, raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, relieved his fatigue, and then cheered up again and continued to deal with the government affairs in front of him.
There are too many things to deal with in the huge Qin State, especially the campaign to attack Korea this time, and the grain and grass baggage and so on need to be dispatched.
Even if he doesn't care about the outcome of this battle, he can't do the same.
LΓΌ Buwei never likes to do things perfunctory, either he doesn't do it, or he does his best, which is why he can climb to this position, if he doesn't have the ability, how can he be in the Qin State for decades.
Seeing that the day of his success was getting closer and closer, LΓΌ Buwei became more and more cautious, and did not dare to be careless and negligent.
Everyone in the world knows that he is a good place to live, but who knows that his ultimate goal has never been a position of Xiangguo, he wants more, such as this huge Qin State...... Or even the whole world!
Although he is old, his "son" is still very young, and he is becoming more and more like an emperor.
Unfortunately, the flaws are also obvious.
Is Chang'an Juncheng really credible?
Lu Buwei didn't know what Ying Zheng thought, he actually let Chang'an Jun Cheng Cheng form a gang above the court, and now he even let him extend his hand to the military power, he needs to teach Ying Zheng a good lesson, as an emperor, how can he easily trust the people around him, he is not decisive enough, and his heart is not cold enough!
An emperor, when his position is not stable enough, actually allows a courtier to develop power, and he is also a courtier who is qualified to inherit the throne.
Even if the relationship is good and the two parties trust enough, this kind of behavior is too ridiculous and naΓ―ve in LΓΌ Buwei's opinion.
"My lord, it's ready, just waiting for the fish to take the bait!"
A soldier wearing the black armor of the Qin army appeared in the corner at some point, he walked out slowly, held his sword and arched his hand, and said respectfully.
As the words fell, he slowly raised his head, his eyes dark and deep, hidden behind the mask.
Lu Buwei paused when he heard this, he slowly raised his head, looked at the Tianzi-level killer in front of him, was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Good job...... In addition, Chang Yu Ke has brought. β
"It's right outside the study."
Covering the sun lowered his head, his tone unwavering.
"Let him in."
Lu Buwei nodded and said lightly.
"No!"
As the sun was covered, a young man with a jade-like face walked in outside the house, and he respectfully bowed to Lu Buwei: "Villain, I've seen an adult!" β
"Take your pants off."
Lu Buwei's eyes moved slightly, and he said.
Chang Yu's buttocks tightened, looked at Lu Buwei with some horror, and said tremblingly: "Big... My lord, this ......"
"It is rumored that your lower body can walk with wheels, the old man is very curious, so he invited you to come, if you really have this ability, the old man may be able to give you a fortune."
When Lu Buwei saw Chang Yu's demeanor, there was also a slight smile in his eyes, and he stroked his beard and explained.
Chang Yu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and immediately stopped hesitating, reached out and untied the belt of his trousers, and with the "giant thing" popping up, the scene instantly quieted down.
Lu Buwei was also silent, and the action of stroking his beard also paused, and in an instant, his curiosity was gone.
"Put it on."
After a while, Lu Buwei waved his hand and said with a dull face.
Chang Yu hurriedly put on his pants and looked at Lu Buwei with an embarrassed and overwhelmed expression.
"Let's go down."
Lu Buwei said indifferently.
Chang Yu didn't dare to refute, arched his hand, turned around and walked out of the study.
After Chang Yu left, Lu Buwei looked up at the waiting sun, and said lightly: "It's him, when will he send it in, wait for the old man's order." β
At the moment, compared to Zhao Ji's, it is more important to deal with Cheng Chan.
"No!"
Cover the sun and answer the way.
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In the corner of the Prime Minister's Mansion out of nowhere.
Wearing the black armor of the Qin Army, he respectfully saluted to Chang Yu: "My lord, Lu Buwei has decided to appoint the adult and let the adult wait for the order." β
After speaking, he handed over the sun-covering sword in his hand, he is also a killer of the net, he belongs to the kind of subordinate and confidant of the sun-covering.
"Good work."
Chang Yu, who showed a cowardly expression in the study, was a little unbearable at the moment, his handsome and resolute face with a faint smile, the moment he reached out to take the sword, a black and red sword qi crossed the night sky, accompanied by the "sun covering" in front of him and fell to the ground, he slowly reached out and picked up the other party's mask and brought it to his face.
The position of the mask's eyes, a pair of eyes deep and cold.
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Following.
Zhao Jia did not go to paint the queen mother Zhao Ji, because he was found by Chang'an Jun Chengcheng, the other party said that he was about to go on an expedition, and he came to invite Zhao Jia to drink a glass of wine, and by the way, he went to enjoy the peerless dance of the top brand of the Fei Xue Pavilion, which was not a violation of his promise.
Bustling streets, passers-by shuttling through.
On the luxurious carriage, the fragrance of tea is overflowing.
Cheng Qian personally poured a cup of tea for Zhao Jia, and said with a smile: "Is the prince familiar with the concubine and wife of the Concubine Xue Pavilion?" It is said that she had a dewy relationship with the former king of Zhao Guo, do you know about this? β
After speaking, he looked at Zhao Jia with a gossipy face, and seemed to be extremely interested in this kind of thing.
Human nature seems to have never changed.
Zhao Jia couldn't help but look at Cheng Chan with a smile, and reminded: "I don't know, that's when I'm still a young child, how can I know these things, compared to such things, Chang'anjun really doesn't think about the war between Qin and Han?" It's a bit out of place to come out for a drink at this time. β
It's good that this fight is won, but if it loses, then Cheng Chan's behavior will be a bit prodigal.
Cheng Chan said very confidently and calmly: "You can't lose, Fan Yuzhi is a contemporary famous general of the Qin State, and few people who lead the troops can defeat him, and South Korea has no famous generals who lead the troops, and the soldiers are not as sharp as the Qin army, how can you lose this battle?" What's more, Childe has forgotten which nationality my biological mother is? β
Well, Koreans...... Zhao Jia suddenly thought of this stubble when he heard this, in history, the fifteen-year-old Cheng Chan sent an envoy to South Korea, and without spending a single soldier, he forced South Korea to compromise nearly a hundred miles of land to Qin.
"Wouldn't that childe attack South Korea ...... this time?"
Zhao Jia couldn't help but ask.
Cheng Chan said softly: "The main purpose of this battle is to obtain military power from Lu Buwei, and the rest are secondary, presumably my maternal uncle should also be able to understand." β
Han Wangan: ......