Entertainment Qin Shi

Chapter 143
South Korea is neither big nor small, no matter how bad it is, it is also one of the seven countries.

Although the current area is the smallest among the Seven Kingdoms, and there are only a handful of them on the Kanyu map, they can still "block" the gate of Qin Guodong. It can be regarded as a buffer zone between other countries and Qin. Neither Zhao nor Wei, nor even Chu, wanted Qin to destroy South Korea.

Everyone understands the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

It's just that the gains and losses of interests are more important than the loss of lips and teeth, which is why Hezong has never achieved major results for many years.

Everyone doesn't want to suffer, but wants to eat a piece of fat. How can there be such a good thing in this world.

This has also caused all the land around South Korea to become a buffer zone for the two sides to pull back and forth. Even South Korea itself no longer regards that piece of land as its own, allowing those lands to be abandoned. As for the civilians in it... How can a weak country Think so much.

For Qin, its vision and structure are the whole world, while for South Korea, how to survive in this troubled world is what it needs to consider.

At this point.

Weak countries are the same as the people of weak countries. They can't help themselves and can only let the wind and rain beat them.

Most critical.

A weak country generally represents internal rot. South Korea has been rotten from top to bottom, and only this rotten root can maintain the basic operation of South Korea.

At this moment, the Palace of the General of the Republic of Korea.

Ji Wuye, who was dressed in simple armor and a bright red cloak, was lazily leaning on the seat. On the shelf beside him was a war knife in the shape of a ruler. The bright lights illuminated the entire hall. The general was wandering around with a glass of fine wine, staring coldly at the dancers who were dancing not far away, with the ferocity of a carnivore in his eyes.

In contrast, those dancing girls are like extremely helpless herbivores, as if they will be cruelly treated by Ji Wuye in the next moment.

"brush!"

A black shadow appeared at the gate of the palace, and immediately strode into it.

The person who came was the Mo Crow who had appeared on the border between Qin and Han before. His expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't expend too much energy running all the way, and he didn't even glance at the dancer dancing in the center. The left and right positions stopped, and bowed their hands: "General, that Chang Xinhou has arrived. According to the plan, Zuo Sima Liu Yi left him in Yangcheng, and he should arrive in Xinzheng in three days."

"Hou Changxin... is really enviable. A deposed prince of Zhao who was supposed to be a proton has suddenly become the prince of Qin!"

Ji Wuye squeezed the Jiujue in his hand, his ferocious and rough face became even more horrifying, like a fierce tiger with a stern look in his eyes, whispering to himself.

You must know that he, Ji Wuye, has fought on the frontline for decades to get his current status, during which time he wandered on the verge of life and death many times.

By contrast.

A person like Zhao Jia who reached the pinnacle of life while lying down is simply damned.

That is the position of Marquis!
Zhao Jia easily obtained what Ji Wuye longed for but could not ask for.

Mo Ya lowered his head, and said softly: "This young master of Zhao Guo is very popular with the Queen Mother of Qin, and his subordinates took a look at him from a distance... This son is indeed extremely handsome and has an extraordinary bearing."

Extremely handsome?

Extraordinary?

Ji Wuye paused when he heard the words, and immediately the corners of his mouth twitched. The bronze wine cup in his hand was crushed with one hand, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

If Zhao Jia was really capable, how could he be abolished by Zhao Wangyan as the crown prince, and even sent to Qin as a hostage? This already explains some problems.

In Ji Wuye's view, a man must be capable, otherwise everything is false!

Mo Ya lowered his head silently, he thought he was not bad looking.

"Don't worry about him for now!"

Ji Wuye took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and said coldly, then glanced at the dancing girl who was still dancing, raised her hand and waved it, and waited for them to leave before looking at Mo Crow with her head down .

"Is it ready over there? Make no mistake!"

He narrowed his eyes and said in a concentrated voice.

Recently, South Korea will send a batch of military salaries to the front line. When and how to send the military salaries to the front line are all decided by him. Even the person responsible for escorting the military salaries is his own. There is no reason not to eat a big meal.

Today's South Korea has long lived up to the past. It cannot defeat other countries in war, but Ji Wuye needs to maintain his prestige in the army.

How can it be without the help of money!
In the final analysis, what soldiers serve as soldiers is for money. Not all countries are like Qin, who can increase their titles by killing enemies. South Korea does not have so many titles and land for the soldiers below. This is why Ji Wuye earns money. The reason for the bias.

Who doesn't want to serve the country when they are young, be loyal and righteous!

But reality always backfires.

If you want to live well in this troubled world, you have no means, no strength, no status...how can you live like a human being!

After all, this world is dominated by the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.

Mo Ya maintained a respectful posture, without the slightest turmoil in his eyes, and said slowly: "Don't worry, general, everything has been prepared, just waiting for King Han's order, and everything will go according to the script formulated in advance!"

For him, this kind of thing has been done too much, and it is completely an experienced veteran.

On this point, Zhao Jia is also the same!
Without him.

Only familiar with hands.

"That's good!"

Ji Wuye nodded in satisfaction, feeling extremely relieved about Mo Ya's work.

……

At the same time, the Palace of Han was not quiet.

In a palace close to the cold palace, a young girl is furious, her pink and white long skirt outlines her exquisite figure, her facial features are exquisite, full of girlish taste, her big watery eyes are staring fiercely at someone, her hand Holding a jug of wine hanging in the air, with a small waist stuck out, and a chest that has just taken shape, he was furious: "Drink, you know how to drink! Your sister is going to be sent to marry, and you still drink!"

"Uh, Honglian, please be merciful, brother has kept this pot of wine for many years."

Han Fei, who was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, looked at the fierce girl in front of him with a flattering expression, and begged for mercy.

Because the jug of wine in the other party's hand was specially left before he went to study in Qi country, and he was going to drink it on the day he returned. If it was thrown on the ground, it would be more painful than losing his wife.

"Then have you thought of a way!"

Honglian took a deep breath, stared fiercely at her brother, and asked.

Hearing this, Han Fei straightened his face, raised his sword eyebrows, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "After thinking about it for a few days, I have made some plans. Give me the wine first, and I will tell you in detail."

Honglian handed the wine to Han Fei in doubt, "Don't lie to me!"

"When did I lie to you?"

Han Fei asked seriously.

Honglian said without thinking: "Often!"

Han Fei twitched his lips, rolled his eyes angrily, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, my brother won't ignore you."

"Then do you have a good idea!"

Honglian said angrily, recently because of this matter, she hasn't had a good night's sleep for half a month in a row, and when she thinks of marrying someone she doesn't like, her heart twitches.

"Didn't my father promise you? I won't marry you off for the time being."

Han Fei chuckled.

Honglian frowned and said, "For the time being? I don't want to marry, even if I want to marry, I have to marry someone I like."

The person I like... Han Fei looked at the watery girl in front of him, smiled slightly, and promised, "Brother will help you."

"Then you find someone to beat him up for me, so that he can quit!"

Honglian's eyeballs rolled around, and she urged.

From her point of view, if the eldest son of Zhao country was beaten violently, the other party must know that she is not easy to mess with, and he will definitely retreat in spite of difficulties.

"...My brother is a scholar."

Han Fei looked at his sister who had abnormal brain circuits, and said dumbfoundedly.

Honglian looked at Han Fei in disappointment, and complained, "What the fuck, I went to Confucianism, and I learned nothing except drinking and not taking a bath. Brother, why are you so useless."

"..."

Han Fei's expression stiffened. He didn't know how to refute being so hurt by his own sister.

Guren pouted and muttered, "I'll figure it out myself!"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out of the hall.

"Hey, Red Lotus!"

Han Fei hurriedly shouted, but Honglian left without looking back. Seeing that his head grew big for a while, he frowned and sat down after a while, with a more dignified expression on his face than Honglian thought. Simple, he had more on his mind.

Is this eldest son of Zhao Guo really just here to marry Honglian?

No matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel right.

What on earth does he want to do!

And Qin.

Just let the protons of other countries enter Korea to marry the princess, what is Qin's plan!
PS: I got back together with my girlfriend, and there is another update

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