"The little girl was adopted by the queen and studied with the prince, during which we made the same brush and sold it to the six countries, which was very affectionate.

When the queen was captured by the soldiers of Zhao State, she hurriedly hid the little girl, and the little girl and the queen were separated. And the merchant Zhao Liao, who was the steward of the queen's mother's family, asked Zhao Liao to teach the little girl because the little girl was interested in business.

After the queen returned to Qin, the little girl disguised herself as a man and went into business with Zhao Liao. By chance, the little girl made cement and red bricks.

The time when I came to Xianyang was a few years earlier than the little girl thought, and the way was also unexpected, so I came to ask the prime minister for help. ”

Yaoxing got straight to the point, and directly explained his ability, otherwise Lu Buwei would not be willing to let others do the same thing.

"What do you want?" Lu Buwei's tone was not good, and his eyes were terrifying.

"The little girl originally planned to give Fang Zi to Zheng Gongzi after some time as Zheng Gongzi's political achievements. But this time it was too sudden, and through the mouth of others, it became clear to the king, and these two things had nothing to do with Zhenggongzi.

Moreover, the profits of cement and red bricks are so large that they want to give away the recipe for free, but the little girl is reluctant. I want to ask the prime minister to mediate, and hand over the cement and red brick business to the little girl in charge, and all the profits of the little girl are willing to be traded by the treasury, and thirty percent will be dedicated to the prime minister. Yao Xing felt the pain of the county's flesh, as if his heart had been cut off, and he took the initiative to divide it.

If it is good to conceal it, two years later, after dedicating the recipe to Zhao Zheng, Yaoxing is absolutely confident that he will hold the business in his own hands and only share some profits to the treasury. Now, without the reunion gift that he imagined to give to Zhao Zheng, he has to share the profits with Lu Buwei.

"Hehe~ Why do you think this picture will help you?" Lü Buwei's eyes were deep, and he didn't distinguish between joy and anger. It looked like a Confucian student, but Yao Xing didn't dare to look at him in the eyes at all, like an abyss.

"By ...... I am Zhao Yaoxing"

Yao Xing suddenly remembered that Lu Buwei didn't know that the possibility of his existence was zero. After Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng arrived in the Qin State, they would definitely find a way to inquire about their situation, and they would never say nothing. And Lu Buwei is Zhao Zheng's teacher, so he won't know anything about Zhao Ji and Zhao Zheng in the palace.

After thinking about it, Yao Xing also came to confidence: "I can make brushes, cement and red bricks, and I can have other achievements." I have a lot of value, and the prime minister is the biggest businessman and will not refuse me. ”

At such a serious moment, Yaoxing was excited in his heart, but he was thinking of this modern advertising slogan: Yida, laugh strongly!

Lu Buwei stared at Yaoxing for a while: "If you give your prescription and recognize the queen, he may not be able to become the concubine of the political prince in the future, and he will be glorious and rich!" ”

Yaoxing knew that Lu Buwei was testing herself, and said with a light smile: "The little girl was born in a humble background, and after being adopted by the queen at the age of seven, she could be fed, clothed, and read and write. Therefore, the little girl cherishes everything she has learned, and she does not want to study hard for many years, and finally becomes a submissive backhouse woman. I am only willing to display my talents and strive to achieve revenge, so that I will not regret this life. ”

Lu Buwei laughed when he heard this, got up and walked towards Yaoxing.

With a brush~, Yao Xing saw the sword pointed in front of him, and immediately turned pale with fright.

"It's not that you don't have ambitions, but you are too ambitious!" Lu Buwei held the sword with one hand, and the tip of the sword was only a finger away from Yao Xing's nose.