The wind is very noisy today and the weather is exceptionally good. At least in Lu Buwei's eyes, everything is exceptionally beautiful today.
Although he was not valued by Ying Zichu at the first moment, and even in the past two days some of his followers had advised him to hand over his property in order to ensure safety, he remained unmoved.
Today, Ying Zichu announced two things at the morning court. One was that Qin was going to invade Zhao, and all the ministers in the court and the public had to take half of their family wealth from the court; the other was that Lu Buwei would be appointed as the right general and be appointed as the prime minister.
As for why he wasn't the prime minister, it was probably because Cai Ze hadn't done anything wrong at the time and at least seemed loyal to Ying Zichu. Plus, he was already old and wouldn't be the prime minister for many more years, so Lü Buwei wasn't in a hurry.
Ying Zichu had many military commanders under his command, but he only had one civil official, Lü Buwei. There were many civil officials who could fight in this era, and there weren't many either. Lü Buwei happened to be one of them. Although he wasn't the best, he wasn't too bad either.
Lü Buwei had been sitting at home for the past few days, completely unaware of the military discussions between Ying Zichu, Wang He, and Meng Ao. However, judging by the Qin army's movements and the minute amounts of food and fodder it carried, he knew for sure that Qin would not attack Wei or Han, though he did know it would not attack Zhao.
"When you leave Xianyang this time, Lord Lu, you must guard the borders of our Great Qin." Ying Zichu's meaningful words seemed to still echo in Lu Buwei's ears. Coupled with his vague movements in the court and the hints from Meng Ao and Wang He, he roughly knew who the target of this expedition was.
"If Wei sends troops to help Zhao, then we will send troops to disturb Wei. Although we do not ask to destroy Wei City, we will never let Wei destroy Qin City." This is what Cai Ze said to him privately. If Lu Buwei could not guess it at this time, then there would be no need to call him by the title of a famous official in the future.
"Are you feigning an attack on Zhao in order to attack Wei and Han?" Lü Buwei glanced at the feng shui map in the room, his hand unconsciously resting on his beard. "Your Majesty's plan this time is quite significant. However, if it succeeds, Qin's grand ambition will be unimpeded."
Meng Wu glanced at Lü Buwei in surprise. He only knew about this matter yesterday because Meng Ao had told him. To keep the news secret, Ying Zichu had only told Meng Ao, Cai Ze, and Wang He.
Wang Jian remained silent. He stared blankly at the feng shui map in front of him, and kept deducing in his mind that defending the city was not something suitable for him to do, at least not now.
Unlike the mood swings here, Ying Zheng's place was relatively quiet. Ying Zichu had been preoccupied with state affairs these past few days and rarely brought him along. Chen Xuan also forbade him from visiting the Empress Dowager Huayang and the others, so he could only stay in the palace and read.
Since Chen Xuan saw the army that day, he seemed to have grown up a little. At least he could no longer stay under Ying Zheng's command.
The beast armor seemed to be unusually quiet these past two days, not emitting any light to stir up trouble, and even the text about Chen Xuan gradually stopped appearing. This made Chen Xuan a little uneasy, fearing that this thing would cause trouble again.
Fortunately, nothing happened, but Chen Xuan was always a little tired in the past two days and always wanted to sleep. This was different from the previous naps, he really fell asleep.
The first time Ying Zheng saw Chen Xuan sleeping soundly, he was so frightened that he almost fainted from crying while hugging him.
"Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan, you are not allowed to sleep. Stay and chat with me." Ying Zheng saw that Chen Xuan was about to fall asleep again, and hurriedly called him, fearing that Chen Xuan would fall asleep and not wake up this time.
Chen Xuan rolled his eyes at Ying Zheng, then ignored him, rolled over, and fell asleep. Ying Zheng quickly stood up and shook him twice, but seeing that Chen Xuan had truly fallen asleep, he snorted coldly and began to read the bamboo slips beside Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan only felt that he was wandering in darkness. He could not see any light for a long time. He was just floating in the darkness with a force.
The piece of beast armor had been floating around him. It had been glowing, but now it seemed to have wilted and was floating obediently beside Chen Xuan.
Chen Xuan had come here more than once, and he had been wandering here several times when he fell asleep, but this time was a little different. This time the beast armor was next to him, and he could see the beast armor clearly in the darkness.
"Did you bring me here?"
Chen Xuan seemed to be asking questions about the armor, or perhaps talking to himself. Seeing that it ignored him, Chen Xuan gave up asking questions and closed his eyes, wandering in this space.
Duke Wen of Eastern Zhou was feeling somewhat confused now, at least he had been feeling somewhat confused ever since Zhao Qiong pointed at Ying Zichu and cursed him.
He was now considering whether to cede the entire Eastern Zhou territory to Qin in exchange for a lifetime of peace and prosperity. Unfortunately, he was ultimately a puppet, with no say in domestic affairs. Even if he surrendered, he would still have to rely on the wishes of Han and Wei.
Yesterday, envoys from Wei and Zhao arrived, specifically requesting him to send troops to help. Although it was an offer of assistance, it didn't look like a request at all. Not to mention respect, I'm afraid he didn't even show any respect.
"If the emperor is unwilling to march to suppress the traitors, it would be inappropriate for our two kingdoms to step in and protect him. If the Qin army attacks again someday, I wonder if the Great Zhou will still have such good luck."
What tone, what attitude. Duke Wen of Zhou wanted to flip the table and tell them to get out. But he didn't dare. After all, with the world in turmoil, who could guarantee that the "Qin army" would actually attack one day? As for whether it was true or not, what did it have to do with a dead man like him?
However, if you are unkind, don't blame me for being ungrateful.
Duke Wen of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty hardened his heart, put away the things written on the table, and handed them to his confidant beside him.
"Give this to the King of Qin, and you will have half of my wealth and honor in the future."
The confidant nodded and left quietly through the secret passage. Originally, that place was a retreat route left by Duke Wen of Zhou for himself, but now it has become a way to send messages out of the city. Although they have the same function, it still makes Duke Wen of Zhou very sad.
My ancestors, I am ashamed of the glory of our ancestors.
Xinling Jun looked at the Wei soldiers in front of him and felt a chill in his heart. The soldiers who still retained some of the glory of the Wei Wuzu in the past seemed like deserters who had just been defeated, without a trace of bloodiness in their spirit.
Xinling Jun felt disheartened. He had participated in the war that year and knew that the Qin soldiers were brave. In addition, Qin's military force was not weak. Not to mention the 100,000 troops, even if another 100,000 were added, it would be impossible to capture Changping.
But he could not weaken his prestige. Even though he knew that this battle would not win him any good, he had no choice but to go ahead. Firstly, it was to repay the kindness of King Xiaocheng of Zhao for more than ten years of courtesy. Secondly, it was to gain some benefits for Wei again before his death. It was also to atone for his sin of betraying Wei.
King Anli of Wei handed the tiger talisman to Lord Xinling with a smile on his face. Zhao had delivered the promised 50,000 taels of gold yesterday, and he was sending out an army of 100,000 today. This was considered a moral act.
Xinling Jun felt bitter in his heart. He took the tiger talisman from King Anli of Wei, bowed three times, and then led his generals and slowly headed northwest, towards the border between Qin and Wei.
King Anli of Wei suddenly had an illusion, an illusion that his younger brother, Xinling Jun, was a hero in his twilight years.
But, so what? He really wanted Xinling Jun to die sooner, so that he could be clean.
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