General Qin

When Meng Yu heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He was in charge of welcoming the envoy of Yan State under the order of King Qin, so he knew that the deputy envoy of the envoy was originally Qin Wuyang.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at Hangu Pass, he heard the report from the general of the Qin army escorting the convoy that Qin Wuyang, the deputy envoy of Yan State, died on the way. It is said that he was killed by the envoy Jing Ke because of an internal fire.

As the Minister of Reception, he would ask about other countries' secrets if he couldn't get started, so he had to use Zhao Tuo as a breakthrough point to find out the truth of the mission.

According to intelligence, the new deputy envoy was not only young, but also a royal family background, and he was entrusted with important tasks only because he was favored by Jing Ke.

Meng Yu has always disdained this kind of person who sells his body to get high, but he didn't expect that the other party would appear neither humble nor overbearing in the face of his questioning, and his bearing was no less than that of some noble children he had seen.

"The deputy envoy has something to say, and I will listen to it."

Meng Yu smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please to Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo bowed his hands and said: "The doctor just thought that the boy is too young to take on the important task of deputy envoy. The boy disagrees with this."

"In terms of age, in the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a young boy named Xiang Lu, who was a teacher of Confucius at the age of seven. He was famous all over the world. With the knowledge of the doctor, he must have heard of it."

"If it's too long ago, the doctor must have heard about Shangqing Ganluo."

"The King of Qin today has a bright eye. He does not despise Gan Luo because of his young age. It has become a good talk for a while to worship the twelve-year-old Gan Luo as a minister. As an important minister of the Qin State, how does the doctor feel about this? The boy thinks that the doctor You don’t think King Qin did something wrong, do you?”

"Although the boy is young, he is close to Fu Ji. I dare not say that he is compared with prodigies such as Gan Luo and Xiang Lu, but he can still do it if he is a mere deputy envoy."

Zhao Tuo's voice was clear and clear, and he talked eloquently.

He was originally a son of aristocrats, with excellent family genes, generations of beauties and handsome men, and his appearance is very good.

Now, after wearing the team's spare messenger costumes, he is even more energetic, and his gestures are graceful.

Meng Yu was very surprised, he didn't expect this young man to be so powerful, he used two allusions in just a few words.

In particular, using Gan Luo's incident as an argument to launch a counterattack made him unable to speak at all.

You know, in that story, King Qin, who worshiped twelve-year-old Gan Luo as Shangqing, is the current ruler of Qin State, Qin Wangzheng!

Qin Wangzheng thought that age was not a problem, so why should he question this as a little five doctor?

Are you questioning King Qin?

"What the deputy envoy said is that I lacked consideration."

Meng Yu was also upright, and apologized to Zhao Tuo on the spot, with no contempt on his face.

Jing Ke on the side showed a smile, and the color of satisfaction in his eyes became more and more intense.

...

After the team drove into Hangu Pass, they followed the dangerous road in the valley all the way, and at sunset, they stayed in a pavilion in the pass.

The waning moon hangs high.

In the dim moonlight, Zhao Tuo took off his shoes outside the house and walked into Jing Ke's room.

Carefully closing the door behind him, only he and Jing Ke were left in the room.

Jing Ke was sitting on the couch, reading bamboo slips by the dim light of the lamp.

"Jing Qing."

"Go to bed."

Zhao Tuo got on the couch with his socks on and knelt down opposite Jing Ke.

His legs were close together, his knees and insteps were touching the mat on the couch, his buttocks were on his heels, and his hands supported his knees. This is the standard kneeling posture.

"You have questions."

Zhao Tuo nodded and said, "I'm confused, please ask Jing Qing to answer."

"explain."

Zhao Tuo said softly: "I thought Qin Wuyang's death had aroused the vigilance of the Qin people. At this time, I should be cowardly and silent, so that the Qin people will think that I am incompetent, so that they will relax their vigilance and not pass the time." Pay more attention to me."

"However, today Jing Qing signaled me to hold my chest up, showing off my sharpness for a while, and let Meng Yu notice me. I don't know if it will be good or bad if this continues."

Hearing this, Jing Ke shook his head and smiled, "Although you are smart, you are inexperienced. Let me ask you, Qin Wuyang is dead, and I let you enter Qin as a deputy envoy. For others, this matter is not suspicious. ?”

"Suspicious." Zhao Tuo nodded.

"Then if, as you said, no matter how cowardly you are, you can't assume the responsibility of the deputy envoy, but I let you be the deputy envoy, isn't it suspicious?"

Zhao Tuo thought for a while, and finally nodded.

Jing Ke said again: "You were smart about Han Nan's affairs before, and you were quite astute all the way. Everyone in the motorcade knows that. If you suddenly become timid and timid when you face the people of Qin, what happened before and after? In comparison, is it suspicious?"

Zhao Tuo understood.

Just like what Jing Ke said, he was very witty in the matter of Han Nan before. Everyone knows about this matter, and the Qin people only need to inquire about it.

If he enters the state of Qin and suddenly becomes an incompetent coward, it is equivalent to the collapse of the human design, forming a sense of contrast, which is abnormal at first glance.

On the contrary, he continues to show the intelligence and sharpness of young people, so that he can adapt to the previous character design, so that the front and back are unified, so that no flaws will be exposed.

After all, it is impossible for a shrewd person like Jing Ke to choose a fool and coward as his deputy. If he really does that, it will only make people suspect that there is something tricky in it.

Seeing Zhao Tuo's enlightenment, Jing Ke showed a smile on his face. He leaned over and patted Zhao Tuo's shoulder. He said gently: "Don't worry, you just need to follow the rhetoric I taught you before, and you will be fine."

The sound of the door closing came from the ear, and Zhao Tuo's figure had disappeared outside the house.

Jing Ke sighed softly, and put down the bamboo slips in his hand.

He likes to read, and he reads a volume every night.

Although Jing Ke is famous as a knight-errant, he is actually a scholar at heart. His dream in his youth was to help the country and show off his talents.

Relying on his enthusiasm, he once advised Wei Yuanjun that he wanted to serve the motherland with his own talents and swordsmanship.

But Wei Yuanjun ignored him at all.

Jing Ke knew that the country of Wei must perish.

Since then he has traveled all over the world.

He had seen the Qi State under Qi Wangjian's rule, which was glamorous on the outside, but decayed on the inside.

I also walked in Weidi and saw the crumbling Daliang City, which had long since lost its military glory.

He also sang in the wine cellars of Handan City, listened to the sad singing of Zhao Nu, and witnessed the fatuous King Zhao destroying the city wall.

Finally in the country of Yan, he found a bosom friend.

There is a saying in the world that a thousand-mile horse is hard to find.

But I don't know, Maxima often exists, but Bole doesn't often exist.

A scholar dies for his confidant.

Jing Ke is willing to sacrifice his life for the service.

This trip is difficult.

He hoped that the person he chose was not wrong.

...

Zhao Tuo walked to his room. After becoming a deputy envoy, he no longer had to share the camp with other people, and had his own separate room.

There was a man standing in front of the house.

Zhao Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Hold?"

Heng's face turned pale, and he stared at Zhao Tuo.

"Tuo, did you come out of Jing Qing's room?"