Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Master, please use tea!"

Wang Xuebin didn't even look at it when he heard the words, he closed his eyes lightly, and waited for the carriage to pass the mountain wall.

Seeing this, Zhao Zheng was not discouraged, put the tea aside, and crawled to Master's side to give Master a massage.

At this moment, there was a roar from behind the carriage, and the road behind was tightly blocked by trees and rolling stones.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin took Zhao Zheng out of the carriage, looked at the ruins, and said in a deep voice:

"This is the last lesson my teacher will teach you. No matter when and what happens, you must not be reckless. What you have to do is to be the king of a country. Your recklessness will bring irreparable disaster to this country!

Secondly, don't put yourself in danger because of what others say, even if you are a teacher, blind trust will lead you to the bottomless abyss! "

After speaking, he pulled out an umbrella out of thin air and threw it to Zhao Zheng.

"There are still more than ten miles to Xianyang from here, you can walk!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Zhao Zheng who was sluggishly there, and got into the carriage alone.

In the misty rain and fog, a figure stood there, unable to let go of it for a long time!

Chapter 229 Returning to Xianyang

"Master, we are here!"

Outside Xianyang City, a young man in a soapy white robe, holding an umbrella in his hand, followed the carriage with a very solemn expression.

"Oh! Are you here?"

In the carriage, Wang Xuebin, who was seriously writing something, was relieved when he heard Zhao Zheng's words.

"call!"

Wang Xuebin got out of the carriage and let out a long breath. His relief was mixed with some reluctance, and his feelings were quite delicate.

"It's here... let's go, enter the palace!"

As he spoke, he shook his long sleeves, and the carriage disappeared instantly.

The old horse that had been with Wang Xuebin for many years felt light on his body, snorted involuntarily, and flicked his mane, splashing water all over his body.

"Hey, how old is she, and still so naughty!"

Wang Xuebin patted its head lightly, and smiled fondly.

The ancestor of Qin State was originally a horseman who raised horses for Emperor Zhou, and Qin State is located in the northwest, so the quality of Qin State's horses is the best among the six countries.

Wang Xuebin's horse was a gift from King Zhaoxiang of Qin back then, and it was the top breed after the king of Qin built it.

All in pure black, like black satin, without a trace of hair, strong and strong, tall and mighty, although the speed is not top-notch, but the temperament and endurance are among the best

"Let's go, let's go to the city to eat something good for you, and reward you well!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Xuebin didn't lead the horse, and just walked forward with his hands behind his back.

The black horse was very spiritual and did not run around. Behind Wang Xuebin, it followed the city step by step.

Only Zhao Zheng felt relieved when he saw his master using a different technique in public, carefully looked around and saw that no one was paying attention.

"Why are you standing there? Let's go?"

"Oh. Here we come!"

Zhao Zheng echoed and hurriedly followed.

"Master, where are we going first?"

"Wang Gong, you go by yourself, stay alert, don't be tricked!"

Wang Xuebin's voice was not loud, but it set off a huge wave in Zhao Zheng's heart.

"Master...Master, what about you..."

Wang Xuebin heard that Zhao Zheng's tone was wrong, stopped his steps, tilted his head slightly, and said lightly:

"I have something to discuss with Marquis Wenxin to discuss the direction of Qin's reform and see if he can be appointed.

If it is possible, this person will be a sharp knife in your hands, if not, I will send him to see the King of Qin, and clear away the obstacles in the court for you.

I will accompany you through the enthronement ceremony, and after the enthronement ceremony, everything will be handed over to you!

You must always remember to plan for the world, for the livelihood of the people, for China, and for the common people. Don't let the people of the world live up to your expectations! "

"Master~"

Listening to Master's words, Zhao Zheng couldn't stop crying.

For three years, he didn't cry when he left Zhao, he didn't cry when he left his mother, he didn't cry when he was reprimanded by his master, and he didn't cry when he was injured on the battlefield.

Until now, when he heard Master really say that he wanted to leave, the grievance in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and he cried aloud.

"Go, don't act like a little girl, be strong, you have a long way to go!"

"En!" Zhao Zheng gritted his teeth, wiped away his tears, and said solemnly:

"Master... don't worry..."

Having said this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but choked up again.

Seeing this, Wang Xuebin sighed slightly, and said softly:

"Go, don't look back, this is a path of glory and thorns.

As a teacher, I believe that you will walk out of your own style and create a legend that belongs to you.

At that time, master can also show off your deeds, and proudly introduce to others that this is my apprentice of Wang Guanlan, so that the master can also be honored by you! "

Zhao Zheng nodded fiercely when he heard the words, but did not speak.

With a salute with both hands, he fell to the ground with a thud, ignored the muddy water all over the ground, kowtowed vigorously three times, stood up, took a deep look at Master, turned around and left firmly.

When the heavy rain had just stopped, wisps of sunlight shone on his body, shining dots of mottled spots on the white robe, setting off the whole figure very majestic.

"gone..."

Wang Xuebin sighed softly and snapped his fingers silently.

I saw that Zhao Zheng's clothes in front of him became dry and clean in an instant, and all the mud and blood stains disappeared without a trace.

After finishing all this, Wang Xuebin shook his head and smiled slightly, and walked towards Wenxinhou's mansion with Xiao Hei.

Zhao Zheng, who was walking towards the palace silently, suddenly felt something strange about him, raised his hand to look around, tightened his fists, and continued walking forward without looking back.

He didn't dare to look back, he was afraid that once he turned around, he would no longer have the courage to go on alone.

In front of the palace, Zhao Zheng was dressed in white filial piety and a white filial belt on his head, standing alone with a gloomy expression.

Zhao Zheng stayed in Hangu for a long time and rarely returned to Xianyang. The guards of the palace saw this person standing at the gate of the palace, and they were very vigilant.

The leader took a step forward, held the hilt of his sword, looked at him seriously, and drove away sharply:

"Who is Er Nai? This is the important place of the royal palace. Idlers and others are not allowed to stay here, so leave quickly!"

When Zhao Zheng heard this, the gloomy expression on his face disappeared without a trace. He raised his head, looked at the palace guards indifferently, and spoke in a very indifferent voice.

"Gu Nai is the 26th generation descendant of the ancestor Duke Xiang, the great-great-grandson of King Huiwen, the great-grandson of King Zhaoxiang, the grandson of King Xiaowen, Prince Qin, Ying's surname is Zhao, and Zizheng is the same. Do you dare to stop Gu?"

Gong Jin was shocked when he heard the words, looked at this person in disbelief, saluted with both hands, and said respectfully:

"Young Master, please show your body card for inspection. Please forgive me for the responsibility!"

Hearing this, Zhao Zheng was noncommittal, took off the jade photo sticker from his waist, threw it over casually, and said indifferently:

"This is a post for a lonely person, please wait and see!"

Gong Jin hurriedly took the body sticker, inspected it carefully, and took out a jade talisman from his bosom to match it.

The two pieces of jade are perfectly matched together, not bad at all.

Seeing this, Gong Jin breathed a sigh of relief, quickly presented the upper body sticker with both hands, saluted respectfully, and said loudly:

"The inspection is correct, the young master is polite!"

Hearing this address, Zhao Zheng glanced at him lightly, nodded slightly, and strode into the palace.

In the royal palace, a group of clans surnamed Ying are gathering in the mourning hall, and the atmosphere is quite dignified.

......

In the Mansion of Marquis Wenxin, Wang Xuebin, who was alone on a horse, came here like a walk. Seeing that the gate was closed tightly, he didn't care. He looked at the gate and said softly:

"Is Marquis Wenxin here? Wang Guanlan is here to visit, please come and see me!"

The voice passed through the gate, jumped across the wide courtyard, passed through layers of barriers, and rang directly in Lu Buwei's ears.

Lu Buwei was startled when he heard the sound, and quickly got up and looked around, looking for the source of the sound.

Wang Xuebin seemed to be aware of Lu Buwei's panic, and immediately comforted him:

"Don't be alarmed, Mr. Wang is now outside the gate of Mr. Wang, using the magic of sound transmission for thousands of miles, please forgive me for taking the liberty to visit!"

Hearing this, Lu Buwei relaxed his panic a little, saluted out of thin air with both hands, and said sincerely:

"Where, sir, it's Wei Zhi's honor to visit you. How dare you say it presumptuously?"

Outside the gate of the mansion, upon hearing what Lu Buwei said, Wang Xuebin smiled meaninglessly, and replied softly:

"Hehe, Mr. Wang is now outside the gate of the mansion. He came here to pay a visit to Marquis Wen, and he also hopes to see Marquis Wen!"

Lu Buwei nodded hurriedly when he heard the words, and said hastily:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect my husband to come, I'm sorry to welcome you from a distance, I hope you can forgive me!"

As Lu Buwei said, he trotted towards the gate of the mansion. While running, he called his servants and ordered them to prepare refreshments, fruits and vegetables for the guests.

The gate opened, and Lu Buwei ran out with bare feet. He saw a man and a horse outside the gate. Regardless of the wet ground, he took two steps forward, prostrated himself on the ground, with a mournful face, and howled mournfully:

"Sir, you made Wei wait so hard!"

Chapter 230 Ji You Are So Beautiful

Outside the gate of Marquis Wenxin's mansion, Lu Buwei didn't care about other people's eyes, when he saw someone coming, he fell to the ground with a thud, still shouting loudly.

"Sir, you made Wei wait so hard!"

This shrill and sad voice made Wang Xuebin get goosebumps in response.

"Why is Marquis Wen Xin like this?"

With a wave of Wang Xuebin's hand, he forced Lu Buwei to stand up, looked at his behavior, and shook his head helplessly.

"gentlemen..."

After Lu Buwei got up, he didn't care, saluted with both hands, and said sadly:

"My king, go!"

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and nodded calmly.

"Wang already knows about this matter, and this return trip is for this matter. I don't know why Xiangbang sees the teacher?"

Hearing this, Lu Buwei looked around nervously, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Xuebin's hand, dragging him into the gate of the mansion.

"This is not a place for talking, sir, please follow me!"

With that said, he took Wang Xuebin into the gate of the Hou Mansion.

There are four cities in Xianyang City, and the east and west cities are the places where the rich and powerful live together. The Mansion of Marquis Wenxin was originally located in the West City, but later moved from the West City to the East City because of King Qin's favor, covering a very large area.

There are countless pavilions, terraces and pavilions, and the mountains, rivers, flowers and trees are all four seasons.

This place not only has elegant scenery, but also has the largest racecourse in Xianyang City. The racecourse includes a large piece of woodland, where various birds and animals run around for hunting and sightseeing.

Although this mansion is not as exquisite as the southern gardens, nor as majestic as the northern palaces, its ingenious intentions can be described as a first-class masterpiece in the contemporary era!

"Sir please!"

Under the guidance of Lu Buwei, Wang Xuebin came to a secluded courtyard. There was a small pond in the center of the courtyard, and lotus flowers were planted in the pond. Unfortunately, it was not yet the flowering season, and there were only a few lotus leaves scattered in it.

Because the light rain has just stopped, the pond is shining with a rainbow under the sunshine, and there are koi swimming in the pond. The two complement each other, and there is an indescribable sense of freshness!

"Marquis Wen just say what you want, don't be so polite!"

In the tea room, Lu Buwei and Wang Xuebin sat facing each other. The table in front of them was filled with various seasonal fruits and vegetables, and there was no shortage of scented tea and pastries. A full table was set up.

Lu Buwei waved away the maid serving on the side, picked up the pottery pot himself, carefully brewed a bowl of tea for Wang Xuebin, and respected it with both hands.

The master treats each other with courtesy, and Wang Xuebin will not lose face for nothing. He took the tea with both hands, without any trace of disrespect.