Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

When Lu Buwei heard this, he stood up and saluted without batting an eye, and said sonorously:

"Please speak, Your Majesty, the old minister will never die!"

Hearing this, Zi Chu turned around, saluted with both hands, and fell to the ground at once, crying, tears streaming down his face.

"With the words of Marquis Wen, the other person will die without any regrets!"

"Your Majesty—"

Lu Buwei hastily passed the case on his knees, couldn't help but pick up Zichu, helped him to sit back on the couch, took a step back, bowed deeply, and said earnestly:

"How will the old minister deal with the king's actions? It really hurts the old minister!"

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Zi Chu coughed a few times and waved his hands:

"Okay! Marquis Wen sit down, I'll tell you now!"

When Lu Buwei sat down, Zi Chu said slowly:

"My Qin State's general situation, Wen Hou will not be ignorant, the matter of the crown prince has been delayed by the widows, and now it can't be delayed. My son has become the son of a son, and I don't know who Wen Hou will belong to?"

Lu Buwei was startled when he heard the words, and he didn't speak for a long time.

King Qin's preference for Chengyu is obvious to all, but the importance of the throne can be determined by the king's preference?

Leaving aside his views on the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, let's just talk about Wang Guanlan who is far away on the front line!

If Cheng Yu ascended to the throne of King Qin, how could Wang Guanlan give up?

When he met Wang Guanlan three years ago, Wang Guanlan's intention was very clear. He believed that the current king of Qin was not worthy, and he had to teach himself a new king of Qin.

Looking at it now, Wang Guanlan's disciples are indeed extraordinary, and all civil and military courts have praised them.

If the king is capricious, then my country of Qin will inevitably cause a storm.

Whether it is from personal feelings or the overall situation of the family and the country, he believes that Zizheng is more qualified than Chengyu.

Looking at Zi Chu who suppressed Jixi, Lu Buwei still couldn't say anything against his will, and said tactfully:

"Your Majesty, don't worry, if you face that Wang Guanlan, even if the old minister puts his life to the test, he will tear a piece of flesh from his body!"

Zi Chu was overjoyed at first when he heard the words, then startled for a while, finally figured out what it meant, sighed desolately, and said with a wry smile:

"Hey~ Why did Xiangbang say such a thing?

As for the new king, the widow also favors my son's administration, so Wang Guanlan probably won't get in the way, but..."

Having said that, Zi Chu sat there paralyzed in frustration, with an indescribably pessimistic expression.

"However, I have only this person to look forward to in civil and military affairs, and the Great Qin Xinjun is also this person's follower. If this person raises an act of Qitian, will I win Zhao's lineage, and I will definitely be in the hands of the widow?"

Lu Buwei pondered for a long time after hearing the words, and said slowly:

"Your Majesty, this old minister doesn't talk about whether Wang Guanlan has the intention of rebelling, but only says that I am full of civil and military affairs. Although I respect this person's talent, I can't say that he is the leader of this person. If this person intends to rebel, It will definitely end badly, Your Majesty is too worried!"

To be honest, in the past three years, Lu Buwei has dealt with Wang Guanlan a lot, but every time he came into contact with him, he never felt that this person had any ambitions.

Want to say rights?

He holds a heavy army, but rarely interferes with military dispatches. He is in charge of the intelligence of the Seven Kingdoms, but he handed it over to Zizheng with ease. In the past three years, this person has never even asked for credit.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there were such people in the world, and his actions seemed to be based on a whim, without the slightest sense of utilitarianism.

Frankly speaking, if it is said that this person has the intention to usurp the throne, even he, Lu Buwei, can't believe it. Only the King, the depression in his heart is still there, and this person is always not pleasing to the eye.

When Zi Chu heard Lu Buwei's words, he shook his head without any excuse.

Doesn't he know what Wang Guanlan did?

Wang Guanlan didn't hide what he did, so he certainly didn't know about it, but what if he knew?

As the king of Qin, he is very aware of the temptation of power to people. Even if this person doesn't have such thoughts at this time, what can he do?

What he considered was that once this person had the intention of treason, no one in the civil and military courts of the Manchu Dynasty could stop him.

How dare he take such a risk?

"Ah~ I will go too, the new king is young, Mr. Tuo Guo survived the hardships and dangers, and preserved the Ying family's community.

Tomorrow the widows will call a group of ministers to force them with Wang Guanlan's matter, Xiangbang should not express his position, and take the opportunity to wait and see the attitude of the group of ministers.

If there are ambiguous ones, Xiangbang will kill them for the widow. If there are evil king Guanlan, the widow will reuse them. "

"Here!"

"If...if no civil and military man in the court dares to express his opinion... then the widow will leave three edicts to pass on the throne. Whoever succeeds the throne will be decided by him. You help the widow to hand it over to Wang Guanlan!

If this person is really interested in the throne, Xiangbang should not compete with him, take Xier and Zizheng, escape from Qin, and become a rich man..."

Zi Chu handed over the three edicts he had already written to Lu Buwei.

One of them was written by Chuan Wei and Wang Guanlan!

Lu Buwei received the edict, his heart sank, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked at King Qin.

"My lord, this..."

King Qin waved his long sleeves and said sadly:

"The time is not with me, what can I do for the picture?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

Lu Buwei fell to the ground again, trembling all over, gritted his teeth and said:

"The old minister swears here!

Even if Wei is smashed to pieces, he must protect my new Lord from being bullied!

If he, Wang Guanlan, dared to commit treasonous acts, even if the veteran was killed in the Taimiao, he would not let this person succeed. This heart is clear, and the world will learn from it! "

"Cough, cough, cough! Marquis Wen, get up quickly, the new king still depends on your assistance, how can you say dead words lightly?"

Zi Chu struggled to get up while coughing, and wanted to step forward to help him. Lu Buwei quickly stood up and supported Zi Chu before the king of Qin could make a move, and caressed his back continuously.

Although the king of Qin spoke to comfort him, Lu Buwei had already made up his mind that if Wang Guanlan usurped the throne, he would die for the justice of the king of Qin.

He, Lu Buwei, came from a humble background, and he worked hard all his life to support Qin Prince Chu, and ascended to the position of prime minister, not for the sake of becoming a rich man!

Even if he dies, he will die in this prime minister's position!

He, Lu Buwei, would rather die in a high position than be unknown.

He had had enough of the humble days, and he didn't want to look back on it for a day!

"This..."

In the study of Marquis Wenxin's mansion, Lu Buwei in a soapy white robe was awakened by a nightmare.

Wiping the cold sweat off his brow, he got up and went to the window.

The drizzle outside the window had stopped, but the weather was still gloomy, and gusts of cool wind rolled up the water vapor against his face, which made his originally confused thinking clear up a lot.

"How difficult the country's affairs are..."

Lu Buwei let out a long sigh, got up and walked towards the palace, the new king hadn't returned yet, he still had to sit in the court to prevent the night.

As for the new king, counting the time, it is almost here.

What happens in the future can only depend on God's will!

Chapter 227 Wind and Rain

"Master, the weather is so depressing!"

In the early morning, Zhao Zheng shook off his wet shoes irritably, looking at the light rain outside the window, feeling extremely depressed.

While making pot stickers, Wang Xuebin was cooking Hu spicy soup. Hearing Zhao Zheng's words, he tilted his head to observe the clouds carefully, frowned and said:

"This year's rain is a bit too abundant. If it falls like this for a few days, I'm afraid it will miss this year's farming season!"

"Ah? This? Master, if this is the case, what should I do?"

Wang Xuebin glanced at him and shook his head.

"Come on, the soup is ready, add vinegar and pepper yourself, how much pot stickers do you eat?"

Zhao Zheng subconsciously took the soup bowl, picked up the vinegar bottle and wanted to pour the vinegar, suddenly felt something was wrong, turned his head to look at the master who was concentrating on wrapping the pot stickers, and said speechlessly:

"No, Master, we're talking about farming season..."

Wang Xuebin glanced at him and asked casually:

"What stuffing do you want, meat or vegetarian? How much do you want, I'm ready to cook!"

"Hey, it's half the same. I want beef and green onions and leeks and eggs. Come on...Master, you interrupted again!"

Wang Xuebin said casually while placing pot stickers:

"Eight, right? I've said these things [-] times, and you can go through your notes and ask me about everything? Will you let me govern the country for you in the future?"

When Zhao Zheng heard the master's words, he smiled embarrassedly. He naturally knew the answer to the question, and this was just his habitual dependence.

"Hey, if the master is willing, the apprentice will naturally have no objections. When the time comes, I will appoint a great official to the master. Wouldn't it be great for you and my master and apprentice to rule the world together and benefit the people?"

Wang Xuebin sneered disdainfully.

"Heh! You're so beautiful that your nose bubbles with joy!"

At this time, a scent rose slowly from the frying pan and penetrated into Zhao Zheng's nose. Zhao Zheng stopped being silly and picked up an empty plate on the table beside him, eagerly waiting for the pot stickers.

"Come, four meat ones, four vegetarian ones, yours!"

With a wave of Wang Xuebin's hand, eight pot stickers flew onto Zhao Zheng's plate.

"The rest is mine!"

Wang Xuebin shook the pan, and twenty or so pot stickers fell on the big iron plate. He mixed a bowl of dipping sauce, and picked up chopsticks to eat it.

"The dipping sauce is not spicy, if you want to eat it, pour it yourself!"

With freshly baked potstickers wrapped in his mouth, Zhao Zheng kept nodding his head.

"Woooo!"

Wang Xuebin glanced at him, then shook his head speechlessly, "Promise!".

As he spoke, he took two mouthfuls of three and wiped out all twenty potstickers, sucking the Hu spicy soup while scorning Zhao Zheng's eating habits.

Zhao Zheng couldn't help giving Master a blank look when he heard the words, let alone the second elder brother, he has been taught how to eat.

Wang Xuebin has been eating fast since he was a child, and later honed it in the military world, eating even faster.

Anyway, his physique has already surpassed that of ordinary people, and some eating habits will not affect his physical condition.

Zhao Zheng was just a teenager when he followed Wang Xuebin on his study tour, and it was the time when he learned things the fastest.

It is said that it is not easy to learn well, and once he slipped out of bad learning, the first thing he learned was the master's eating habits, which made Wang Xuebin very embarrassed. Wang Xuebin also admonished him, but Zhao Zheng just couldn't change it.

Later, the helpless Wang Xuebin created an internal skill for him to ensure that he would not damage his body due to some living habits, and then let him go.

The so-called etiquette is actually the daily habits of nobles.

King Qin can be said to be the most honorable nobleman in this era, and his living habits will inevitably attract others to follow suit.

As for being bad for your health?

The death of nobles can promote class mobility!

Common people?Let them eat first and then talk!

"Master, are we going to drive in the rain today?"

Wang Xuebin was packing the tableware, and nodded slightly when he heard Zhao Zheng's words.

"We will arrive in Xianyang in half a day or so. I don't know when the rain will fall. It's not worth the delay!"

Zhao Zheng drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp, handed the bowl to Master, patted his warm belly, and said in embarrassment:

"Sigh, I don't know how the cooking skills of the royal palace officials are, whether they can be half as good as the master's. After having tasted the master's and wife's cooking skills, eating other things will always feel chewy!"

Wang Xuebin cleaned up, threw all the trivial things into the storage space, turned his head and said:

"Afterwards, I will give you some seeds, high-yielding crops, and other objects you have eaten, and I will leave you with the cultivation method when the time comes, and you can send someone to cultivate it."

After finishing speaking, I don't care about Zhao Zheng's small thoughts.