I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Yan Chuan was not very excited after hearing Han Yi's words, he just glanced at Han Yi indifferently and didn't speak.

Han Yi turned his head and said to the people behind him, "Open the door, and remove his shackles by the way."

The jailer behind him hesitated and said, "Zhongshu, this is a prisoner personally ordered by the king to be under strict supervision."

Han Yi originally wanted to say that I was responsible for something, but he swallowed it back.

He is drifting away, except for matters related to himself, he has never done anything about national affairs without asking Yan Zheng.

In the past, most of the things he did without asking were his own affairs. As for the final impact on the country, it was an accident.

This matter is not, so he still has to ask Yan Zheng to write a hand letter.

Han Yi glanced at Yan Chuan and said, "Okay, then I'll ask the king for instructions."

The jailer breathed a sigh of relief. He was really worried that Han Yi would force the request. Will he listen or not?

He remembered that someone said that as long as it is an order issued by the Zhongshu Order, it is the same as the order of the king. If you don't listen, the king will be angry.

If it was from another place, the jailer would definitely listen without saying a word. Now that the order of the Zhongshuling conflicts with the order of the king, he is a little at a loss.

Han Yi turned to look for Yan Zheng and said, "Ah Zheng, write me a letter, and I will release Yan Chuan."

At that time, Yan Zheng was criticizing the memorandum. After listening to it, he glanced at him, took a blank copy of the decree from the side, and said, "Go to see him? Have you softened your heart?"

Han Yi looked around to see if there was no one else, then raised his head, sniffled his nose in confusion and said, "Huh? The imperial dining room is quite far from here, how can I still smell a sour smell?"

Yan Zheng paused, and said angrily, "Yan Chuan deserves to make me jealous?"

Han Yi flicked his hem and sat opposite him and said, "Then why don't you ask me why I let Yan Chuan out, but think I'm soft-hearted?"

Yan Zheng said: "Based on Yan Chuan's crimes, he should never have been released, so you decided to release him. I can't think of any other reason besides being soft-hearted."

Han Yi curled his lips, obviously caring, but King Qin still wanted face, so Han Yi simply said, "I have to let him do something."

Yan Zheng asked, "What is it?"

Han Yi said, "Let him sabotage the peace talks."

Yan Zheng was slightly surprised: "Sabotage the peace talks? Why do you want to sabotage the peace talks?"

Han Yi said: "If you destroy it, you can continue to fight. If you don't take this opportunity to directly defeat Wei Guo, it will be too difficult to get such an opportunity in the future."

Yan Zheng said, "Then fight."

Han Yi said earnestly: "People are going to surrender and negotiate, and you still fight, that's too unreasonable."

Yan Zheng smiled lightly: "My Daqin's iron cavalry is the truth."

Different ways of thinking feel like chatting across servers.

Han Yi explained in the simplest words: "While force is important, so is the hearts of the people. The people are just drops of water. When they come together, they are rivers, lakes, and seas. Water can carry a boat and capsize it."

Yan Zheng didn't take it seriously: "Who are you listening to this fallacy? How can the people have the ability to capsize the boat?"

why notCountless examples of peasant uprisings flashed through Han Yi's mind, but... none of them could be named.

Han Yi had no choice but to ask, "You don't believe me?"

Yan Zheng handed the letter to him and said, "Believe me, I will believe everything you say."

This is full of perfunctory tone... Han Yi said helplessly: "You believe in ghosts."

Yan Zheng had no choice but to say: "I don't know why you always look worried, as if no matter how smooth you are now, you can't relax. Am I making you unhappy?"

Han Yi froze for a moment and shook his head and said, "No, how could I be unhappy? If I'm really unhappy, I might just leave."

Yan Zheng looked at him and said seriously: "But you are still worried."

Han Yi couldn't say that he was worried about the demise of the Qin Congress, but Yan Zheng would turn his face out of anger no matter how good-tempered he was.

He had no choice but to make a haha ​​and said: "People who have no foresight must have near-term worries. I am happy now, so naturally I have to think more about it in the future. This also proves that I am living well now. If I am entangled in affairs now, what is the point?" Think about the future."

Yan Zheng couldn't help but reached out and tapped his forehead and said, "Don't think about what's there and what's not."

Han Yi smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go first."

Yan Zheng nodded to him, and after Han Yi turned and left, watching his back disappear outside the door, the smile on Yan Zheng's face gradually disappeared.

He looked at it for a long while and suddenly asked: "Gao Fu Ling, what do you think is A Yi's long-term plan?"

Gao Fuling noticed that Yan Zheng's mood seemed to be not so good, so he said cautiously: "It may be the government. Although Daqin looks strong now, it actually consumes a lot. Presumably Zhongshu Ling is a little worried."

Yan Zheng said blankly, "No, that's not what he's worried about."

Gao Fuling hesitated for a while before asking: "Old slave is dull, such an outstanding person as Zhongshu is not something that old slave can guess."

Yan Zheng said softly: "No, you can guess that he is worried about the future, his own future."

When Gao Fuling heard this, he decisively shut up. To be honest, even he was not very optimistic about the future of Yan Zheng and Han Yi.

So what if they were as close as Yan Zijian and Jiang Buwei back then?

However, Gao Fuling is more optimistic about Han Yi. He thinks that Han Yi is good because he is sincerely protecting Yan Zheng.

After others gain power, they will soberly draw a line for themselves, so as not to be too arrogant, but occasionally they will cross the line.

But Han Yi almost never makes mistakes in these aspects. He is really careful to maintain Yan Zheng's majesty.

Just for this point, even if the two really separate in the future, the king will treat Zhongshu kindly with this point in mind.

When Gao Fuling was thinking about this, Yan Zheng suddenly said: "Actually, you also think the same way? You think that after many years, when he no longer looks good, I will abandon him sooner or later."

Gao Fuling bowed his head and dared not speak, but the answer was almost affirmative.

Yan Zheng sighed and said, "I heard that the King and Queen of Chu have a very good relationship. Why can't we follow their example?"

Gao Fuling felt that he could no longer be silent, so he could only whisper: "The King of Chu has other concubines, because those concubines cannot shake the queen's status, so the queen can sit firmly in the central palace. The words of Zhongshu... are arrogant, I'm afraid ..."

Yan Zheng nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, Ah Yi's status is not enough."

Gao Fuling:? ? ? ? ?

Isn't it enough to become a king?

Gao Fu Ling always felt that Yan Zheng might have a very crazy idea, but he didn't dare to ask or tell, so he could only worry in his heart.

Han Yi didn't know that Yan Zheng misunderstood his worry about Qin's future as worry about their relationship, so he quickly returned to the prison with the handwritten note.

This time, with the written order, things went much smoother.

Yan Chuan's eyes finally fluctuated. He stared at Han Yi for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice, "Why did you let me go?"

These days, he has already figured it out. Even if he and Han Yi do not have the hatred of destroying the country, they will become enemies sooner or later.

It was true that they were friends before, but only when he would not pose a threat to Yan Zheng. Once he threatened Yan Zheng, Han Yi would automatically turn into a hostile state.

The more he thought about it, the more he envied Yan Zheng.

After hearing this, Han Yi sighed and said, "I want to kill you, but... I don't want to make Xiao Wu sad."

When Yan Chuan heard Wei Wu's name, his eyes lit up slightly. He looked up at Han Yi and asked, "Xiao Wu, is Xiao Wu here?"

"No, it's coming soon." Han Yi originally wanted to impress him with some chicken soup for the soul, but after thinking about it, he said, "Wei Wu doesn't know about your situation. She is also in a state of distress recently."

Yan Chuan looked up at Han Yi: "Wei is defeated?"

"I lost, I took down Chunshan."

Yan Chuan's eyebrows moved, he knew the importance of Chun Shan.

He was silent for a while before saying: "If you let me go, I will still bring troops to fight when I return to Wei."

Han Yi chuckled: "Wei Guo is about to come to peace talks, how do you fight?"

Yan Chuan said: "If the country hates the family, it should be fought."

Han Yixin said that I will wait for you, and I was afraid that you would not fight.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to beat us, you will accompany us. You don't need to remind me. I know very well that letting you go this time is considered my selfishness. From now on, Ah Zheng and I will have nothing to do with you and your wife."

After hearing this, Yan Chuan's already numb heart ached a little. He walked out with difficulty, looked at Han Yi for a while and said, "Okay."

Han Yi had someone take Yan Chuan down to wash up, and gave him some money and a horse. In the end, Yan Chuan didn't show up when he left. Since it was a breakup, he did it chicly.

What's more, he had to do something else. After he returned to the study, Long Qi came over and asked, "Lang Jun, did you call me?"

Han Yi nodded and said, "I'll give you a mission. You send people to Zhao to find those civilians who are oppressed by Zhao's nobles and are powerless to resist."

Long Qi was stunned after hearing this: "What?"

Han Yi waved his hand: "Don't ask why, remember, you will be asked to do the task in the future, don't ask the reason, only by restraining your curiosity can you complete the task better."

After hearing this, Long Qi nodded solemnly and said: "Your subordinate understands, then... how many people do you want to find?"

Han Yi did the math and said: "For 3000 people, it's best to find those who have already lost their families and will not be noticed by others. After finding them, select those who meet these requirements."

He gave Long Qie a piece of paper while talking, and Long Qie looked down at the paper, a little strange, feeling that this selection was very similar to the previous imperial examination requirements, but it was relatively relaxed.

Long Qi originally wanted to ask Han Yi if he wanted to recruit talents in Zhao Guo, but he remembered what Han Yi said just now, resisted the urge to ask, and lowered his head and said, "Yes, if you find the right person, after that Woolen cloth?"

Han Yi leaned back, leaned on the proof table and said, "I'll talk about it when I find it."

Han Yi originally wanted to arrange everything, but he was worried that these people would peek. Although he could strictly prohibit peeking, what if?

The thoughts he wants to instill in those people are too reactionary, and it would be bad if his own people are also reactionary.

Long Qi retreated after taking the order.

Mo Yun beside him was relatively unscrupulous, and asked curiously: "Mr. Lang, is there no shortage of manpower now? Zhao Guoren...can it be used?"

Han Yi stood up, facing out the window and said, "No, I'm not trying to collect talents, but I want to tell Ah Zheng something."

Mo Yun asked, "What's the matter?"

Han Yi said: "People, they can really capsize the boat."