King Han sat in the small pavilion and fell asleep. Outside the small pavilion, the fingers of the luthier gently waved the strings in front of him. Vertex Novel Updates Fastest
In the pond beside the pavilion, fish swim in the water, causing waves to appear on the water surface, disturbing the peaceful waves.
The gentle breeze rolled the corners of Han Wang's clothes, everything seemed leisurely and peaceful.
A person walked in from outside the courtyard, but the palace guards did not stop him, apparently with King Han's permission.
As the man walked in, the music of the luthier stopped, making the small courtyard quiet.
"Don't stop, continue." King Han's voice came.
The luthier nodded in panic, and continued to play with his hands on the piano.
King Han didn't seem to be as calm as he appeared on the surface, shaking the bamboo slips in his hand erratically, he could see the impatience in his heart, and the sound of the piano could not be peaceful.
The person who came in stood in front of the pavilion, half-knelt down, put his hands in front of him, and put a scroll of text on it.
"Your Majesty, love Zhao."
"Hmm." The bamboo slips in Han Wang's hand stopped shaking, stopped, put the bamboo slips on the table and stretched out a hand.
"Submit it."
The half-kneeling man bowed up, walked up to King Han with his head down, put the slips of paper in King Han's hand, then stepped back a few steps, knelt there and stopped talking.
The sound of the piano swayed gently, Han Wang took the slips and slowly spread them out.
Quietly reading the words on the bamboo slips, King Han let out a wry smile.
It should be a wry smile, or a natural laughter.
He should have guessed this result, but it was not the result he wanted.
Yan Guo united with Qin State and raised troops to attack Zhao, forming a siege situation, and Zhao State had no chance of winning.
It's just Qin's army, even if South Korea unites with Zhao, it will be difficult to fight, let alone Yan.
After all, South Korea is only the end of the Seven Kingdoms, but it is at the center of the world.
With no military power in hand, in the end, he can only be manipulated by others, dare not speak out when he is angry.
"Your Majesty?" The man half-kneeling there raised his head and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, what shall I do?"
He should be Han Wang's confidant, although he said something more, but Han Wang did not get angry.
I just sat down on the bank of my table, listening to the sound of the piano, and the water rippled endlessly.
Powerless to act, what else can be done
King Han finally made a decision. If he wanted to preserve South Korea, this was the only way he could choose.
"go."
He picked up a bamboo slip on the table and handed it out.
In fact, he had already prepared the slips for returning to Qin, two copies.
In the current situation, it seems that the other copy is not needed.
"Give this letter to the noble envoy of Qin."
"By the way, bring me my spear. I heard that the leader of the battle is good at using spears, so I will give him the spear and let him take care of Han in front of King Qin."
After Han Wang finished speaking, he seemed to be powerless to say anything, with one hand on the table, his face pale.
The man was stunned for a while, nodded and stepped back.
Before the sound of the piano stopped, King Han leaned lightly there and raised his head wearily.
Outside the pavilion, there are endless clouds.
South Korea.
King Han squeezed out a smile from the corner of his mouth. The name "Jin Han" was no more than a joke.
Even if he compromises with Qin this time, how many years are left for South Korea
He knows that he has no talent or virtue, but if the country of this ancestor is overthrown by him, and the people of South Korea are displaced by him again, what face does he have to call himself the king of Han.
He has no ability to achieve great things, but he at least knows one thing, as a king, he bears the weight of a country.
"Return to the bamboo slips from Korea?" Gu Nan took the bamboo slips from the sudden visitor.
"Also." The person who came nodded and waved his hands behind him. Two guards came in carrying a long box.
"Han Wang heard that Mr. is good at using spears, but he does not have a sharp weapon in his hand, so he gave this spear to Mr., please take good care of Mr. Qin in front of King Qin."
Gu Nan's eyes fell on the box and he responded lightly: "I know, I will report truthfully when South Korea treats me as a concierge. As for this spear, let's forget it."
"Han Wang said that this spear was not a gift from South Korea to show respect to the noble envoy of the upper country. It was also written in the letter of return. It was not a personal gift. Please don't worry, sir."
"In the future, South Korea will send another envoy to Daqin to send state gifts to King Qin."
Gu Nan was silent for a while: "Forget it, let's put it here."
"That's it, Mr. Xie."
The man bowed and left with his entourage.
Gu Nan didn't read Han Wang's letter, it was Wang's book, she had better not read it randomly.
As for the content written in it, judging from Han Wang's attitude, it is estimated that he can know what it is.
A spear was also specially sent.
I heard that during the Warring States period, South Korea was very advanced in smelting technology. Sitting on the world-famous Yiyang Iron Mountain, it already had iron weapons.
I don't know if it's true.
Gu Nan walked to the box, bent down and opened the wooden box, the lid was lifted, and a gust of cold air came out.
A bright silver Sen Leng spear lay in it, divided into three sections, which needed to be joined together to form a spear.
However, the whole body is forged from refined iron. Presumably it is too difficult to directly forge a spear with refined iron, so it is divided into three sections. But even so, spears made of copper and iron are rare in the world.
The carved notation is simple, the spearhead is thick but still sharp, majestic but beautiful.
Holding the spear together in his hand, it is more than two meters long, which is a bit short for Gu Nan who is used to pawn spears.
But the weight is heavier, and it is just right to hold in the hand.
Han Wang is really well-intentioned.
Gu Nan shook his head, disassembled the spear, put it back into the box and closed it.
The national gift is given to the envoy, how do you want the envoy to deal with it
Go back and hand it in.
Zilanxuan, Wei Zhuang sat in front of his desk, on which there was that delicate wooden box.
Han Fei sat in front of him, casually drinking from the flagon in his hand.
Suddenly, he grinned, and smiled at Wei Zhuang while holding the jug.
"The issue of military pay has already been settled. Today, I would like to invite Brother Zhuang to accompany me to the General's Mansion. I will invite Brother Zhuang to watch a good show."
"En." Wei Zhuang glanced at him and nodded, picked up the wooden box in front of him and prepared to put it back.
Han Fei looked at the wooden box curiously and asked, "I often see Brother Zhuang staring at this wooden box in a daze. What is in this wooden box?"
"You don't need to know."
Wei Zhuang replied, putting the wooden box in front of the strange sword.
"Looking at the length and narrowness of the wooden box, it looks like a sword." Han Fei smiled, and his eyes fell on the strange sword next to the wooden box: "But brother Wei Zhuang already has such a sharp weapon, so why bother with it?" The other sword is so focused?"
"Could it be a gift from an old friend?"
"Say a few words less, and you won't die." Wei Zhuang turned around calmly and sat back in front of Han Fei.
"Haha, things that are unknown in this world are always itchy, don't they?"
Wei Zhuang raised his eyes and approved Han Fei's words: "It is true."