"My lord. Vertex novels are updated the fastest"
The eunuch presented the military letter respectfully, and Ying Zichu sat on the couch with pale lips.
He took the military slip, spread it out, and read the words on it clearly.
"Did you win?"
"Cough cough."
"That's it." Ying Zichu raised his head and looked at the long road outside the hall, the steps were brightly illuminated by the sun.
He seemed to be dazzled by the light, and narrowed his eyes: "This chess game called Tianxia, it seems that I won in the end."
"It's me, Ying Zichu."
"Won."
The eunuch raised his head, but he didn't see any joy on the king's face, all he saw was a faint depression.
Perhaps only Ying Zichu himself understands that he has already lost everything in order to win this game of chess.
King Qin was seriously ill.
This is the news that Gu Nan didn't know until he returned to Xianyang City.
The secret guard appeared in Wu'an Jun's mansion, saying that he was summoned by the King of Qin.
Let her go again at noon, because before her, King Qin also summoned someone, Lu Buwei.
In the dark sleeping hall, there was no light around, Lu Buwei walked into the hall with a bow.
There was a person sitting on the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed, described as emaciated.
Even so, Lu Buwei could still feel the frightening eyes falling on him.
"Kings."
Said the salute.
"Mr. Lu." Ying Zichu's voice seemed weak, but very flat, without the slightest struggle of a sick person.
"This time to break the army of the five countries, there is Mr. Lau Lu."
"Don't dare."
Lu Buwei lowered his head, but he could tell that Ying Zichu was really terminally ill.
"Oh, I don't think it's been a few years."
Ying Zichu said with a faint smile as if recalling.
"Mr. Lu met me in Zhao State back then, treated me courteously, and later lobbied for me to help me return to Qin and ascend to the throne. Zi Chu will always remember this kindness in his heart."
As he spoke, Ying Zi raised a finger and shook it.
"I always remember that sentence you said to someone else after you first met me."
"You say me, a rare commodity to live in."
The hall was quiet for a while, Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, his palms were slightly sweaty.
He didn't know that his words had been heard by Ying Zichu.
He also knew that just relying on this irrelevant sentence back then would be considered disrespectful now.
Compare goods with kings, regard yourself as a businessman, what do you regard as kings? stuff in the bag.
"Mr. Lu, don't worry, Zi Chu is not blaming Mr. Mr. Mr. is like a reinvention of me, so what Mr. wants, Zi Chu will not ask."
"It's like, Zi Chu wouldn't ask too much about Mr. Zhao Ji's matter."
Zhao Ji
Having said this, Lu Buwei couldn't bear it anymore, his face turned pale, and he leaned over and said quickly.
"King"
He should have thought that Ying Zichu would know about his adultery with Ying Zichu's wife, Zhao Ji.
But he really didn't expect that Ying Zichu knew all along, but didn't say anything.
"Mr. Lu, cough cough." Ying Zichu coughed twice with a smile, interrupting Lu Buwei.
"Zi Chu said, not to blame the gentleman. It's just to remind the gentleman, don't do it before."
Lu Buwei stood there, speechless. The second time he faced Ying Zichu, he was forced to be at a loss.
"Mr. recruits the family and takes in the private guards."
"Zi Chu knows a lot about what he does in daily life. And."
Ying Zichu paused for a moment, then moved his eyes away: "If Zichu is willing, I can also know the safety of the master."
There was a drop of cold sweat dripping from Lu Buwei's forehead, he just felt that he was completely seen by the person in front of him, and there was no secret at all.
It was obvious that Ying Zichu's secret son had been planted by his side.
"Sir, Zi Chu is very kind to Zi Chu, and Zi Chu will remember it in his heart, but if there is any discrepancy, Zi Chu will be very embarrassed." Ying Zi Chu narrowed his eyes and smiled.
He wouldn't kill Lu Buwei, perhaps because he was thinking of old feelings, but maybe it should be said that Lu Buwei is still useful.
Ying Zichu's time is numbered. If he dies, Ying Zheng will succeed him.
Zheng'er is still young and the current situation is unstable, so there needs to be someone who can grasp the overall situation. Lu Buwei would be a good choice, and he can trust that.
"There should be no cure for my disease. After I go, I will hand over my things to Zheng'er, and I need my husband to take care of me."
"Sir, what do you think?"
What should be handed over to Yingzheng, it should be that Qin State naturally still has the right to Lu Buwei's safety.
Ying Zichu made his words very clear, emphasizing both grace and power.
You just need to do what you have to do, and I can let you go for a while, thinking about the past kindness. But if you do something wrong, I also have a way to kill you.
Lu Buwei lowered his head and replied calmly: "I understand."
It was cold behind him.
Seeing Ying Zichu waving his hand, he retreated slowly.
Lu Buwei walked with his head down in the long corridor of the bedroom, the light from both sides shone into the somewhat dim corridor, and shone at his feet piece by piece.
He understands that although he has the financial power in his hands now, the road ahead is already a cliff, and if he makes a wrong step, he will be doomed.
"Tap Tat Tat"
There were footsteps at the end of the corridor.
At this time, who else is there
Lu Buwei raised his head.
I saw a man in a white robe coming around the corner.
He was wearing a large white robe, his head was tied in a bun, and his face was covered with a bronze mask, so he couldn't see clearly.
There is only one person in Xianyang City who can do this dress.
Lost in battle.
Have you returned to Xianyang yet
Both saw each other, stopped at the same time, looked at each other across the long corridor, and walked forward at the same time until they passed each other.
"Long time no see, Mr. Lu."
"Yeah, long time no see."
The two didn't say much or even looked at each other, and walked away towards one end.
At this time, call the forbidden army
Lu Buwei walked towards Gu Nan with his back on his back, his eyes flickering, and he remembered the appearance of An Guojun Yingzhu when he succeeded to the throne.
Do you clean the door