In Qin Dynasty, the hero of the bright moon dominates the world

Chapter 148 Chi You Was Unjustly Lost Back then

Zhao Family Village.

When the envoy of Xianyang's announcement arrived here, the village head of Zhaojia Village was stunned.

"How did I, the village chief, become Lord Hanyang?"

Zhao Shuang's flattered look made the messenger call this bumpkin in his heart.

"This is exactly the grace of the king!"

The emissary was smiling, although he looked down on this country bumpkin in the poor valley, but there was a smile on his face.Before leaving, Lu Buwei gave him the task to urge the Hanyang Lord to leave for Xianyang as soon as possible.

"Then when will Your Majesty leave for Xianyang?"

"Go to Xianyang? You have to go, you have to go!"

Zhao Shuang nodded, as if he had just turned around from a dream.

"But since it's an audience with the king, it must be more solemn. When I have gathered enough money to buy dozens of decent clothes for myself and my attendants, and a dozen carriages loaded with tribute, I will set off."

"How long will it take?"

The messenger's face was full of question marks, but Zhao Shuang sighed leisurely.

"We are poor here. It will only take two or three months to exchange the silk, lacquer, and sauces produced in the village in Wancheng, hundreds of miles away!"

Two or three months?

"Ah! By the way, people in the village caught an iron-eating beast from the mountain a few days ago. I don't know if anyone wants it. If someone is willing to bid, this day may be shorter."

"Iron-eating beast?"

The attendant behind the messenger accidentally uttered something, but seeing Zhao Shuang's interest, he uttered it eloquently.

"This iron-eating beast has a lot of background. According to legend, when the Yellow Emperor fought against Chi You and taught Xiong Yu to pixiu and tigers, this iron-eating beast is it."

It was difficult for the emissary to interrupt, but Zhao Shuang started talking for an hour at a time, making him drowsy.

"So, this iron-eating beast is a divine beast. If you can't sell it, it's not a bad idea to dedicate it to the king."

After finally waiting for Zhao Shuang to finish speaking, the messenger could finally interject.

"But Your Majesty, aren't these two or three months too long?"

"This meeting with the king, no matter how grand the preparations are, how can you be sloppy?"

Zhao Shuang looked serious and cautious.

"Look at our poor place, we don't have any valuable things. You adults have come here with great difficulty, and there is nothing to entertain. How about this? I will let the villagers in the village hunt some wild animals and pick some peaches for you. Take it back, my lord!"

The envoy saw Zhao Shuang waving his hand, and the two eight-foot-tall heroic men beside him looked as if they were seeing off the guests. He wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

"The subordinate retire."

Seeing that the envoy from Xianyang left the house, Zhao Shuang jumped up with joy on his face.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng fell into the house from the roof and lined up on both sides of Zhao Shuang.

"Lu Buwei is trying to drag the Lord to Xianyang by force!"

Zhao Shuang was very happy. Lu Buwei's move may have malicious intentions, but it also solved the biggest problem that troubled Zhao Shuang.

legalization of land.

With this title, Zhao Shuang can blatantly integrate the forces on the land under his command.

Compared with before, the biggest difference is that he can repair the city wall.

As for going to Xianyang!

"The most important thing at this moment is to build the rudder port of the Mo family. Let's talk about it after this matter is completed!"

All Mohist disciples in the land of Qin and Chu need a place where they can give orders.This place must be hidden, and it must be able to hide from the eyes and ears of external forces and even the forces of Yan and Zhao within the Mo family.Therefore, Zhao Shuang hid it in his own territory. Although it was dangerous, it could deceive people's eyes and ears.

"Where is Lu Buwei?"

Zhao Shuang waved his hand, not caring at all.

"Drag it first!"

Prime Minister's House.

"The village is poor. Will you come to the king's capital to have an audience after you collect all the money?"

Just came back from Zhao Shuang's place, thousands of miles away, the envoy knelt on the ground, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"It's the fact that I didn't think about it properly. You brought a thousand pieces of gold, plus a hundred pieces of Sichuan brocade, twenty carriages, and a set of utensils, and brought them to Lord Hanyang for the truth, and asked him to come to Xianyang immediately."

The envoy thought that Lu Buwei would get angry, but he was quite amiable, without any anger.

But the envoy made a difficult mistake. Since ancient times, only the princes have been conferred tribute to the princes. How can it be reversed? It is not easy for him to reimburse this debt!

"This Xiangbang, I can't leave the Shaofu with this account!"

"I'm out!"

Lu Buwei looked calm, said such a sentence, the envoy was taken aback.

"In addition, you are asking the imperial doctor in the palace to take various medicines and go to Yongdi together. Be sure to bring Lord Hanyang back."

When the envoy retreated, Lu Buwei stroked his beard and smiled.

"This kid is really slippery!"

"Xiangbang, if Zhao Shuang keeps procrastinating, Xianyang and Yongdi are thousands of miles away, and it will take half a year to go back and forth several times!"

Standing under Lu Buwei, Lai Ai spoke slightly.There is a rift between Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei, but they can still hold each other because their common enemy, Cheng Yu, has not yet fallen.

Lu Buwei glanced at Lao Ai and asked.

"Is the Luowang ready?"

"It's all ready, but if Zhao Shuang doesn't come, all the preparations will be in vain!"

"It's okay, Zhao Shuang is just an introduction, Changping Jun and Cheng Yu are the biggest enemies. This arrangement is not just for Zhao Shuang."

When the envoy returned to Zhaojia Village with the imperial doctor in the palace, the farewell lasted for a month.

During this month, the envoy went back and forth, not even returning home.

Originally, he wondered why Lu Xiangbang asked him to bring the imperial doctor from the palace.

But when the messenger saw Zhao Shuang lying on the sickbed with a pale face, he finally understood.

However, Lu Buwei guessed the beginning, but not the end.

"That iron-eating beast is very ferocious and unruly. I was accidentally injured by it."

The imperial doctor who pretends to be sick can see through it, but what are you going to do about this trauma?

"Fortunately, I took care of it first. If I dedicate this iron-eating beast to Xianyang, then there will be troubles and hurt the nobles in Xianyang City, I will be a sinner!"

Zhao Shuang's face was full of righteousness, and he looked like he was worrying for the king. He looked so righteous and awe-inspiring, but the envoy looked at the bloodstain on his arm that he didn't know how to make, why did he want to cry so much!

How about making your falsification more realistic?

"Your Majesty! You can go to Xianyang with Xiaguan. If you don't leave, Xiangbang will have my head."

The messenger knelt in front of Zhao Shuang's bed, weeping bitterly, looking extremely bitter.

"What are you doing, I can't bear it."

Zhao Shuang got up, but before he got up halfway, he lay back and coughed.

"I also want to, but the conditions really don't allow it!"

"Why don't you say that this iron-eating beast is a divine beast, Chi You deservedly lost back then!"

Zhao Shuang sighed slightly, his face full of sorrow.

"I was just lightly grabbed by this divine beast, and it was as if half of my soul was gone. I lost all strength, and I don't know when I will recover."

"Confucius said to respect ghosts and gods and stay away. The words of the sages are indeed profound. The power of this beast is beyond the reach of ordinary people!"

"When I recover from my injury, I will go to Xianyang immediately, without delay for a quarter of an hour. Xiangbang is wise, and I think he will understand."

Speaking of this, the envoy saw that the two burly men with a height of eight feet last time were in the standard posture of seeing off guests.

"Everyone, Your Majesty wants to rest, please!"

(End of this chapter)