Han Fei did not realize the significance of the old Qin King's order to recruit talents. He just felt in his heart that the Qin State was so powerful and the Qin King was indeed wise and paid great attention to talents.
He didn't realize it, and neither would the other nobles.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the competition for talents among countries was very fierce. Qi built the Jixia Academy, Yan built the Zhaoxiantai, and other countries also took similar measures.
However, these measures were just temporary actions of the king and did not form a stable system.
Even at the Jixia Academy, when Xunzi, the chief academic officer, was squeezed out, all the talented people capable of governing the State of Qi chose to leave.
But the Qin State was different.
On the surface, the Qin State was building the Xianyang Academy, as if it was going to create a second Jixia Academy. But the Qin State was preparing to turn this recruitment of talents into a long-term system.
The meanings of irregular recruitment orders and fixed recruitment assessments every few years are completely different.
In order to seize the power of Cao Wei during the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the Sima family joined forces with the aristocratic families and used the Nine-Rank System to block the path for the poor to rise. After hundreds of years of chaos controlled by the aristocratic families, the Sui, Tang and Song dynasties established and improved the imperial examination system to support the poor to fight against the aristocratic families.
It is easier for the current Qin State to implement regular recruitment orders than to implement the imperial examination system in later generations.
Qin had no great nobles who could monopolize the court officials. Many of the nobles in the upper class were guest officials from other countries, and Qin's military merit system had already allowed many lower-level scholars to enter the court. So Qin once again expanded the team of "guest officials" and transferred them to the middle and lower-level official teams, and no one in the court would object.
With the wisdom of the current monarchs of the six countries, they certainly cannot see the fangs bared against the royal families and great nobles of the six countries behind this order to recruit talents.
"I wonder how many people in the six kingdoms will find out?" It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Lin Zhi still had his clothes spread out, which frightened Zhu Xiang so much that he repeatedly asked him if he had taken any medicine indiscriminately.
Zhu Xiang said, "There should be. If a minor noble finds out about this, they might try to find a way to enter Qin; if a major noble finds out... probably they will not take any other action except to make themselves suffer."
At present, the specific measures of Qin's talent recruitment order have not been made public, and the first batch of scholars have not yet been admitted, so the six countries only thought that Qin's talent recruitment measures were no different from theirs.
When the first batch of scholars are admitted, they will know the difference, and there will definitely be sober people who will see the true significance of this matter.
But they saw it and could do nothing.
Now that Qin has not yet unified the world, their protests are useless. If they wait until Qin has unified the world before issuing such a call for talents, it will be much more difficult.
Lin Zhi threw a piece of meat jerky into his mouth and said with a smile: "Although it is relatively easy to implement such a talent recruitment order in Qin State, it would not be particularly easy if it were not implemented by the monarch. Once the monarch gives the order, all the ministers in the court will just do their work silently, and no one will oppose it."
Zhu Xiang thought to himself that the Warring States Demon King was no joke. The old King of Qin not only stopped the crying of children in the other six countries, but also existed like a god in Qin, where the Battle of Handan did not take place.
The pressure that the old King of Qin now exerts on the Qin State is just like the pressure that Zheng'er, who has become the First Emperor, exerts on the world.
"I can finally rest." Lin Zhi slumped in his chair. "Your Majesty is wise, but he oppresses his subjects too much. Alas, the documents I read are still made of paper, and my wrists hurt."
Lin Zhi, who finally got a vacation, kept complaining.
Zhu Xiang smiled and comforted her.
Lin Zhi was naturally lazy, and became even more lazy after studying Laozi and Zhuangzi. A man who had originally decided to live in seclusion in the mountains after his father passed away, now serving as an official under the King of Qin, of course he felt uncomfortable.
"It seems that Xia Tong is ill." Lin Zhi said, "Although he did not send any news, the emperor sent the imperial physician to the north."
Zhu Xiang's eyelids jumped: "Sick? Is it serious?"
Lin Zhi said, "It shouldn't be too serious. A while ago, Xia Tong sent someone to deliver a letter announcing the good news that his meeting with the Rongdi leader was very successful. Since he can still work, he probably won't be too seriously ill."
Zhu Xiang held his forehead with his hand: "I told him not to work too hard, but this guy probably didn't listen at all."
Lin Zhi sneered: "Of course, he loves to work, worthy of being Master Qin."
Zhu Xiang said: "Not all young masters of Qin are like this, but he..."
Could it be that Zheng'er learned this personality from Xia Tong
Zhu Xiang sighed deeply: "When he comes back, I will ask the king to let him go home and recuperate. Nothing is more important than health."
When Zhu Xiang thought about his good friend dying young, he felt like a sword was hanging in his heart.
Knowing the future does not make people happy, especially when you know the "predestined fate" of your relatives and friends.
"I will help too. If he refuses, I will slander him to the emperor and ask him to put him under house arrest." Lin Zhi said with a wicked smile, "Cai Ze has gone on a diplomatic mission to the State of Yan. I heard that there is not only famine in the State of Yan, but also plague. I hope he doesn't get sick."
Zhu Xiang sighed heavily again.
Cai Ze’s talent lies in “lobbying”, so if he wants to display his talent, he has to dance on the edge of a knife.
Cai Ze was a man who was very cautious and protected himself. After he got an official position in Qin, he immediately retired to the court to preserve his wealth. But now Cai Ze was ambitious in his official career, which frightened Zhu Xiang.
"Fortunately, I'm doing safe things, so I won't make you worry." Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Tell me your thanks quickly."
Zhu Xiang bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Lin Li."
Lin Zhi laughed loudly.
The two chatted and laughed for a while, and then Lin Zhi went to play with Ying Xiaozheng who had just finished school.
It had been a long time since Lin Zhi had touched Ying Xiaozheng's soft face, and he missed him very much.
Originally he planned to live in seclusion, so although he had wives and concubines at home, he was not very interested in women and had no children.
Now that he was going to be a minister in Qin for the rest of his life, Lin Zhi was also prepared to live a good life. If he caressed Ying Xiaozheng more, he might get a fat boy as smart and sensible as Zheng'er.
When Lin Zhi went to find Ying Xiaozheng, Ying Xiaozheng and Han Fei were receiving swordsmanship instruction from Xunzi.
Xunzi is truly omnipotent.
After the class, Han Fei was surprised to see Ying Xiaozheng with a stern face, wiping his face with a soft cloth.
Every time he saw Ying Xiaozheng before, he was with Zhu Xiang. So in his eyes, Ying Xiaozheng was not much different from other children of his age, very lively and naughty.
After observing Han Fei's learning progress for a while, Xunzi asked Han Fei to take classes with Ying Xiaozheng. Han Fei was surprised to find that Ying Xiaozheng was like two different people when he was in front of his uncle and aunt and when he was not.
If either of his uncle and aunt were present, Ying Xiaozheng would have started to act coquettishly and cry out for tiredness, looking up and waiting for someone to serve him.
Now he was wiping the sweat off his face, washing his hands, and tidying his clothes with an expressionless face.
"What are you looking at?" Ying Xiaozheng asked with a frown.
Han Fei immediately stammered, "I, I, I, no, I..."
Ying Xiaozheng was puzzled: "You don't stutter much when you are talking in front of your uncle, why do you stutter so badly in front of others?"
"No, no, no, I don't know." Han Fei was incoherent. Is this true? He himself didn't even notice it.
"Hoo." After resting well, Ying Xiaozheng said to Xunzi, "Xunweng, Uncle Lin is coming to our house today. He will definitely come to play with me later. I'll take a leave of absence from the next class."
Lin Zhi thought that Ying Xiaozheng's lessons had ended, but in fact Ying Xiaozheng had already added a class.
When he found that he still had the energy to attend another class, Ying Xiaozheng persuaded Xunzi to give him an extra class and began to formally learn how to govern a country.
Although there was "teaching" from his dream self, this "teaching" was just "self-study by flipping through books". Ying Xiaozheng needed a teacher who could answer his questions.
"Okay." Xunzi was very strict with other disciples' studies, but very indulgent towards Ying Xiaozheng.
Han Fei said: "I, I will continue with the class."
Xunzi said: "You should also go and meet Lin Zhi and learn more about his attitude towards life."
Xunzi did not like Lin Zhi's overly casual attitude towards life, and he disliked Lin Zhi even more after he learned that Lin Zhi had become Zhuangzi's disciple when Zhuangzi was lobbying King Huiwen of Zhao.
But compared to Han Fei's habit of always getting stuck in a rut, it is better to learn from Lin Zhi.
"Yes, teacher." Han Fei was also very curious about what the youngest son of the world-famous Lin Xiangru would look like.
Then, he saw a man with his shirt half-open, his breasts exposed and his hair disheveled rushing over, carrying Ying Xiaozheng on his shoulders and starting to tap dance.
If the scene were depicted using a cartoon, Han Fei's expression would become "=口=", and his entire body would lose color and turn into a gray line, with a few gray lines drawn behind him as the background.
Who is this person? Don't tell me he is Lin Zhi!
"snort."
Then there was a loud "bang" and a heavy object hit the ground.
Han Fei shuddered and didn't dare turn around to look at Xunzi's expression.
Fortunately, the savior arrived in time. Zhu Xiang said, "Lin Li, how long have you not been beaten by Xunzi? Are you missing the past?"
Lin Zhi ran away: "Zheng'er, run!"
Ying Xiaozheng smiled happily: "Uncle Lin, charge!"
"Lin Li, stop!" Xunzi drew his broadsword. "You are disheveled in front of me. Are you insulting me?"
Zhu Xiang: “…”
Seeing Xunzi holding a sharp broadsword and chasing Lin Zhi away, Han Fei asked Han Fei, "I heard that Confucius had a good friend who deliberately teased Confucius by opening his clothes to expose his chest in front of Confucius. Confucius chased him with a sword for several blocks. Is this true?"
Han Fei was so frightened by Xunzi's murderous aura that he could not move: "No, no, no, no, I don't know!"
Zhu Xiang sighed: "Confucianism is really full of martial virtues. I see that although you studied under Xunzi, you can't learn Confucianism."
Han Fei whispered, "I, I think the Legalists are better."
Zhu Xiang said: "Although Xunzi doesn't mind, don't tell Xunzi."
Han Fei quickly said: "Of course not!"
When Han Fei said these four words, he suddenly realized that, just as Prince Zheng said, the degree of his stuttering would gradually decrease when he spoke in front of Duke Zhu Xiang.
Zhu Xiang said, "Let's follow him too, don't let Xunzi really chop Lin Li down, even though it was Lin Li who asked for death."
Han Fei nodded: "Okay."
He glanced secretly at Zhu Xiang, wondering why his stuttering became less severe in front of Duke Zhu Xiang.
Being smart, he quickly figured out the reason.
When chatting with others, even if they concealed it well, Han Fei, who had suffered discrimination since childhood because of his stuttering, could keenly perceive the hidden impatience of others when he was unable to say a complete sentence for a long time.
He was very anxious to express clearly what he wanted to say, but the more anxious he was, the less eloquent his words became.
Only Duke Zhu Xiang would calmly wait for him to finish speaking when he stuttered, and then continue chatting with him without interruption. The more he talked with Duke Zhu Xiang, the more relaxed he became. Even if his stuttering was still there, the degree of it was much less.
Is the way Duke Zhu Xiang treated others and handled things what is called “like a spring breeze”
Lin Zhi did not dare to run too fast so as not to tire out the elderly Xunzi.
He put Ying Xiaozheng down and obediently took a few blows from Xunzi's broadsword, but was let go by Xunzi.
Seeing Lin Zhi grimacing in pain, Zhu Xiang squatted on the ground, put his hands on Ying Xiaozheng's shoulders, and said earnestly: "Look, that's a negative example. If a person seeks death, he will definitely die. Zheng'er, don't learn from him."
“Zheng’er wouldn’t do that.” Ying Xiaozheng turned into a childish baby again and hung on Zhu Xiang’s neck like a swing.
Zhu Xiang picked up Ying Xiaozheng and said, "Lin Li, stop pretending and help me make sweet and sour fish."
Lin Zhi, who was squatting on the ground and crying out in pain, raised one hand and said, "I don't eat fish with bones."
"Then you just starve." Zhu Xiang kicked Lin Zhi.
Lin Zhi patted his butt, stood up and said, "You can treat me like you treat Zheng'er, and remove the bones from the fish before putting it in my bowl."
Zhu Xiang and Ying Xiaozheng made the same expression and uttered the same sound: "Ah!"
Lin Zhi turned to Xunzi and said, "Xunzi, look, Zhu Xiang has corrupted Zheng'er!"
Xunzi said: "I didn't see it."
Lin Zhi: “…”
He muttered "biased" and obediently followed Zhu Xiang to the kitchen to cook fish.
Han Fei didn't know that Zhu Xiang could cook by himself, so he asked in confusion: "Duke Zhu Xiang... cooks?"
Xunzi asked, "You eat a lot of Zhu Xiang's dishes every day, why do you only realize it now?"
Han Fei was so nervous that beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Duke Zhu Xiang is cooking? Isn't he a gentleman? A gentleman stays away from the kitchen?"
Xunzi said: "A gentleman stays away from the kitchen because he cannot bear to kill animals. So didn't Zhu Xiang ask Lin Zhi to kill the fish? Do you think Lin Zhi is a gentleman?"
Han Fei: “?” What the teacher said seems to make sense, but it also seems like sophistry!
"I, I'll go too?" Han Fei said hesitantly.
Duke Xiang of Zhu and Lin Qing cooked for him, but he didn't dare to eat.
Although he ate a lot in the past few days...
Xunzi turned around and went to the cabinet to get some tea leaves: "What are you doing there? Making trouble? You can't even start a fire."
Han Fei: "I can make a fire!"
Han Fei excitedly followed him to the kitchen.
Xunzi smiled and sighed softly.
It is true that Zhu Xiang can easily lead people astray, but this is a good thing.
Han Fei is a very talented child. If he can be more open-minded, he will have a bright future.
But this child probably won’t be able to inherit his Confucian mantle.
After much thought, he found that Zhu Xiang, whom he had initially disliked, turned out to be the person who best matched his idea of following Confucius' path.
Xunzi walked slowly into the house with his hands behind his back.
Hearing that Zhu Xiang had picked some chrysanthemums to make scented tea, he went to open a bag to try it.
Zhu Xiang was not surprised to see Han Fei also come to the kitchen. After asking Han Fei what he would do, he arranged for Han Fei to light the fire.
Ying Xiaozheng sat on a small stool and peeled garlic obediently.
If Xia Tong came back at this moment, it would be Xia Tong who would wash the vegetables.
Good friends work in the kitchen together and chat while they are busy, which is also a way for them to enhance their friendship.
Xue saw Han Fei putting firewood into the stove very unskillfully, and carefully guided Han Fei to make a fire and pull the bellows.
When Xue knew that Xia Tong was Master Qin, she no longer felt uncomfortable with someone of noble status entering the kitchen to help her husband with work.
Xia Tong and Zheng'er will both help, so can anyone else's status be higher than Xia Tong and Zheng'er
Oh, although the King of Qin had never been to the kitchen, the Crown Prince had accompanied Zheng'er to pull the bellows and buried potatoes in the ashes.
When Xue saw these princes and nobles, she felt as calm as when she saw common people.
Xue could see that her husband missed the days in Zhao from time to time, but she herself preferred life in Qin.
Although life in Qin State was much duller and there were not so many people to chat with her, it gave her a sense of security. She believed that neither Liangren nor Zheng'er would be in danger in Qin State.
In Zhao, she was afraid of the King of Zhao and his nobles; in Qin, the King of Qin and the Crown Prince took Zheng'er for a walk and tea at home.
Xue really likes Qin State very much.
When she heard that Han Fei was not having a good time in Han State, she would occasionally talk to Han Fei about the good things about Qin State, saying that Han Fei should serve in Qin State, and that the King of Qin was a good monarch and would definitely make use of Han Fei.
As for the fact that Han Fei was a prince of Han, Xue did not think it was something worth hesitating about, because in the Qin court, there were princes and royal families from the other six countries everywhere.
Xue only saw the amiable side of King Qin, and her evaluation of him was very biased.
But Han Fei felt even more depressed when he saw Xue Ji, who took care of him like an elder sister-in-law, and her expression when she mentioned King Qin.
Duke Xiang of Zhu said that the King of Qin looked up to him because he was a relative of the Qin family, but Han Fei himself was a prince of the Han Dynasty and was not looked up to by the King of Han.
Is this because the king treats his close people differently from those he doesn't, or is the King of Qin different from other monarchs
Han Fei lived in Zhu Xiang's house for a long time and met the old King of Qin several times.
He didn't talk to the old King of Qin. But just watching the old King of Qin picking up wheat ears in the fields with his great-grandson from afar, he felt a surge of emotion.
Han Fei seemed to see a wise king walking out of the history books.
Duke Xiang of Zhu said that it was not the jade that was guilty, but that he did not have the strength to keep the jade, so he was guilty of possessing the jade.
The Qin State obviously has the ability to keep the precious jade, so does the Qin State already have the beautiful jade
But it is rumored throughout the world that the King of Qin is cruel and ruthless, has no moral integrity, and has nothing to do with the word "benevolence".
"Ouch." Han Fei was distracted and accidentally burned his hand.
Zhu Xiang quickly dropped the spatula, soaked Han Fei's hand in cold water, and asked Xue to take Han Fei to apply the ointment.
Xue sighed and said, "Why are you so careless?"
Han Fei lowered his head awkwardly and listened to Xue's scolding.
After Han Fei and Xue left, Lin Zhi smiled and said, "Xue Ji is obviously younger than Han Fei, but she seems like Han Fei's elder sister."
Zhu Xiang continued to wave the spatula: "Han Fei's mental age is definitely younger than Xue Ji and me."
"That's true. He hasn't suffered enough." Lin Zhi stole a piece of fried pork and stuffed it into Ying Xiaozheng's mouth, who was looking up, and then stuffed another piece into his own mouth.
The big thief and the small thief's eating movements were in perfect harmony, and it was obvious that they had practiced it many times.
"He will suffer a lot in the future." Zhu Xiang said.
Lin Zhi smiled and said, "It won't be as hard as you... That pickled vegetable looks delicious, give me some."
Zhu Xiang said disdainfully: "If you want to eat, pick it yourself. Do you want me to feed you?"
Ying Xiaozheng raised his head and opened his mouth: "Ah."
Zhu Xiang had no choice but to pick up a piece of freshly fried sauerkraut with chopsticks and put it into his obedient nephew's mouth.
Lin Zhi: “Ah!”
Zhu Xiang made a disgusted expression: "Go away, do you believe I will put a block of salt in your mouth?"
Lin Zhi laughed and said, "I thought you were going to stuff some wood in there."
Zhu Xiang rolled his eyes. Ying Xiaozheng chuckled.
When the pickled fish was ready, Taizizhu came again carrying large and small bags.
Looking at the thinner face of Prince Zhu, Zhu Xiang was surprised and asked, "Prince, how come you are so thin? Are you sick?"
Prince Zhu said weakly, "No. I'm just too tired. I've been up all night for several nights and my chest is aching."
Zhu Xiang held his forehead with his hand: "Prince, health is more important than anything else. You are already old, how can you stay up late?"
Prince Zhu wanted to cry but had no tears: "But my father, who is older than me, is also staying up late."
Zhu Xiang thought, Your Majesty only has two sons, and you have more than twenty sons. Can your physical fitness compare with Your Majesty? Although Your Majesty is an old tree, his roots are deep and his branches and leaves are still dense. Your body has been eaten away by alcohol and sex!
"Prince, take good care of yourself at the farm these days, and return when you are well." Zhu Xiang said worriedly, "You should report your illness to the emperor."
Prince Zhu lowered his head and said, "Okay. Alas, my father will scold me again for not practicing archery properly and losing my body."
On Taizizhu's old face, there was an aggrieved expression, as if a child was criticized by his elders.
Zhu Xiang couldn't help but feel sympathy.
Ying Xiaozheng's eyelids twitched when he saw the aggrieved expression on his grandfather's face.
Grandfather’s expression was like that of a little boy named Fusu that he saw in his dream.
In the dream, I always scolded Fusu for not living up to his expectations and not being like him. Doesn't it sound a lot like my great-grandfather scolding my great-grandfather for not living up to his expectations and not being like him
Ying Xiaozheng pinched his chubby chin. It was really hard to be a mediocre Mr. Qin.
Although my great-grandfather and Fusu were not mediocre, it was because my great-grandfather and myself were both so outstanding.
Ying Xiaozheng leaned close to Zhu Xiang's ear and whispered, "Uncle, my eldest son will be taught by you from now on. Don't let him become like his grandfather."
Zhu Xiang pressed Ying Xiaozheng and signaled him to shut up with his eyes.
Your grandfather is still at the table!
Ying Xiaozheng answered with his eyes, saying that his grandfather had poor hearing and couldn't hear him.
Zhu Xiang pressed Ying Xiaozheng's head again. That's not okay! Don't speak ill of your elders!
Ying Xiaozheng sighed, adjusted his apron, and waited obediently for his uncle and aunt to pick out the fish bones for him.
"It's delicious. I feel alive again." Taizi Zhu scooped a bowl of rice with the broth of pickled fish. "I didn't like rice before. Zhu Xiang, there's no difference between the rice in your family and the rice in my family. How come your rice tastes better than mine?"
Zhu Xiang said, "Steaming rice also requires some skills. I wrote down my experience on the temperature and utensils for steaming rice. The prince can ask the chef to study it, and then he can steam the rice to make it delicious."
Prince Zhu wiped his mouth and said, "Why not just live in your house permanently? Anyway, I don't have the energy to take care of the backyard anymore."
Seeing that Prince Zhu came to eat, Xunzi took Han Fei to eat somewhere else, not wanting to be too restrained. Prince Zhu was too familiar with Zhu Xiang and Lin Zhi, and even said such private things.
Zhu Xiang's eyelids jumped. Has the prince's health become so serious
He wrote a recipe in his mind, thinking about how to nourish the prince's body and take him for more walks.
Zheng'er, your grandfather's plan for physical exercise is now handed over to you!
When Taizizhu arrived, the cotton was finally ready to be harvested.
He wore a big straw hat and shorts, and happily went to the field with Zhu Xiang to pick cotton. After picking a few cotton flowers, he was so tired that he gasped for breath and sat on the edge of the field to water the cotton.
Ying Xiaozheng used a large cattail leaf fan to fan Prince Zhu.
"I heard Zhu Xiang say cotton, cotton, I didn't expect it to be a real flower." Taizi Zhu put down the bamboo tube he was drinking water from and said with emotion, "It's so beautiful."
Ying Xiaozheng nodded.
Prince Zhu said: "Looking at the appearance of cotton, I know that it can be woven into clothes. It looks much more intuitive than linen."
Ying Xiaozheng continued to nod.
White cotton wool is piled on the branches. Even people who don't know how to weave know that this ball of cotton wool can be stuffed into clothes to keep warm.
"It's just a bit laborious." Prince Zhu said, "Not only do we need to teach farmers to accumulate fertilizer, but we also need to build more water conservancy projects. No wonder the king has rejected all petitions to start a war."
Ying Xiaozheng asked: "Will the generals of Qin be dissatisfied?"
Prince Zhu said, "Maybe. But they dare not do anything even if they are dissatisfied. Wu Anjun is still recuperating at Zhu Xiang's house. By the way, why haven't I seen Wu Anjun these days?"
Compared with the King of Qin's control over Zhu Xiang's family, after Prince Zhu became familiar with Zhu Xiang, he did not send anyone to Zhu Xiang's family to gather information.
Ying Xiaozheng said: "Mr. Bai went home and said he wanted to bring his offspring to Xianyang to settle down. But Mr. Bai will not live in his own home after returning to Xianyang, but in my home."
Prince Zhu said, "Like me, Wu Anjun also feels more comfortable in Zhu Xiang's house than in his own home."
Even if they were biological children, they would not be as good to their elders as Zhu Xiang.
It’s not that they are unfilial, it’s just that they are not as capable and considerate as Zhu Xiang.
Let's not talk about food, clothing, housing and transportation, let's talk about chatting. When they chat with Zhu Xiang, they always have endless things to say. Zhu Xiang is very good at listening and talking, and can connect with anything. Others can't do that, their talents are too different.
"Zheng'er, when the cotton cloth is woven, Grandfather will wear the cotton jacket with you to entertain guests." Prince Zhu said with a smile, "Let them envy our cotton jackets."
Ying Xiaozheng said proudly: "The most exotic food, utensils, and clothes in the world all come from our Qin royal family."
Prince Zhu patted Ying Xiaozheng's head and said, "Others want to give you luxurious things to corrupt you. They can't imagine your life."
If rarity is considered luxury, then Ying Xiaozheng's life is uniquely luxurious, even the King of Qin cannot compare to it. Because Zhu Xiang suddenly came up with something new, although he would tell the King of Qin as soon as possible, before that, his family had already enjoyed it.
Ying Xiaozheng sighed and said, "My uncle said that those who gave me gifts always thought that I was a bumpkin from the countryside of Zhao. But Handan is not really a countryside."
Prince Zhu almost choked from laughing.
Most of the cotton had been picked, and the King of Qin arrived with a group of ministers whom Zhu Xiang did not know.
Oh, there are also acquaintances. Meng Wu stood in the crowd and winked at Zhu Xiang.
Zhu Xiang's eyes twitched.
How did Meng Wu become so lively? I heard that Meng Wu had dealt with some things with Lin Zhi a while ago. Could it be that he was corrupted by Lin Zhi
Lin Zhi had indeed done great harm to others.
As soon as Meng Wu made a face, an old man stepped on his foot.
The old man was Meng Wu's father, Meng Ao. Meng Ao came to Qin from Qi and laid the foundation for the prosperity of the Meng family in Qin.
He kept looking at Zhu Xiang, who was the most conspicuous among the crowd.
There was no way around it. Zhu Xiang's hair would reflect light in the sun, making it look like it had a halo of its own, causing many people to hold their breath and think they had seen a god.
But when Lin Zhi smeared a ball of mud on Zhu Xiang's head, the divine halo disappeared. Zhu Xiang started a mud fight with Lin Zhi in front of the King of Qin.
The King of Qin watched with joy and did not try to stop it.
In their hearts, the ministers of Qin once again pushed the upper limit of the King of Qin's favor for Zhu Xiang and Lin Zhi.
Zhu Xianggong was fine, his ability made the emperor favor him no matter how much. But why did Lin Zhi dote on him? Wasn't he the son of Lin Xiangru, whom the emperor hated the most? How could he be favored by the emperor
Fan Ju glanced at his colleague who was unable to suppress his jealous look.
Oh, you don’t understand.
His mentality was now very peaceful. When Lian Po and Li Mu entered Qin, he formally resigned from his post to the King of Qin.
However, he will not return to his fiefdom, but will stay in Zhu Xiang's home.
Staying in Xianyang would not only make the monarch feel more at ease, but also show that I am reluctant to leave the monarch. My life would probably be much better than in the fiefdom.
Fan Ju was very suspicious. He didn't even trust his descendants, fearing that they would not take good care of him because he was old.
But Zhu Xiang will definitely take good care of him.
(End of this chapter)