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When Lu Buwei went out early in the morning, Yu Zishi was still sitting on the steps, staring at the cleaned yard.Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, walked over and patted him on the shoulder and sat down, "What are you thinking?"

Yu Zishi didn't look back, didn't move, he didn't even lift his eyelids, and asked almost indifferently, "How many people died overnight in this world?"

Lu Buwei's gaze also fell on the yard. The morning sky was shining through, and the peach branches in the corner sprouted green shoots. He thought for a while, and replied: "The past two years have been a little better, and the border of the Seven Kingdoms is still the same. Today we Take ten of your cities, tomorrow you will slaughter ten thousand of us, but since the death of Lord Wu'an Baiqi, I have not heard of people who killed hundreds of thousands of people in World War I."

"Warring States, will so many people really die?"

Lu Buwei turned his head to look at Yu Zishi, and suddenly smiled softly, "Warring States, this title is very appropriate. Isn't it the Warring States period when the Seven Kingdoms compete in the Central Plains?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Yu Zishi's chest.

Yu Zishi looked down, Lu Buwei was slowly undoing his shirt, a helpless voice sounded in his ear, "This clothes are right-handed, not like this, only those who have committed crimes would wear left-handed clothes. Hold your head up a little bit."

Yu Zishi raised his head slightly, and let Lu Buwei fasten the clothes slowly.Lu Buwei helped him straighten his clothes, and said slowly: "This world will be in chaos for more than 500 years. When will there be no dead people? You are not used to seeing dead people, and the days to come will be sad."

Yu Zishi looked at Lu Buwei's movements, and his eyes suddenly moved slightly.He has grown up so much, except that the aunt in the orphanage put him through the clothes two or three times when he was a child, and no one has taught him to wear clothes for many years. He suddenly felt a little awkward in his heart, but he didn't have any surprises. Move, let Lu Buwei clean up for him.

"Okay." Finally, Lu Buwei patted Yu Zishi's clothes, "It looks much more pleasing to the eye."

"Is it true that I can't go back?" Yu Zishi asked suddenly.

Lu Buwei's movements paused slightly, and he took a deep look at Yu Zishi, "I can't do it. But I will protect you well, even if I die."

"What exactly do you want me to do?" Yu Zishi asked this sentence seriously for the first time.

Lu Buwei looked at Yu Zishi's serious appearance, and couldn't help but chuckled: "Listen to what I told you, you can do whatever you want. If you want to kill someone, then you can kill someone. If you want to destroy the country, then go for it. My student, Lu Buwei, can do anything, just remember one thing, don’t keep a low profile, do something that everyone in the world can see, hear, and remember. Otherwise, don’t mention me after you leave this school name."

Are you sure you won't be hacked if you go out like this?

At this time, Lu Buwei stood up, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the eastern sunrise in the distance, "I think the luck of the world will be chaotic for at least a hundred years. This is really the age of counselors and officials, scholars of the Seven Kingdoms It is such a good time to use the battlefield of the world, use the six armies as pawns, and use the lives of tens of millions of people to make unworldly feats." He looked back at Yu Zishi, "How can we not get involved? ,Am I right?"

"I have no experience." Yu Zishi said for a long time.

"So what?" Lu Buwei looked back at Yu Zishi.

"Let me tell you the truth, I'm just a writer of pornography."

Lu Buwei blurted out, "I'm just a straw sandal seller." When he came back to his senses, he asked again, "What is Xiao Huang Wen?"

"..." Yu Zishi felt that the conversation between him and Lu Buwei would go in a strange direction every time.

Who is Lu Buwei? After all these years of ruling the court, he probably knows that this little Huangwen is not a decent thing, so he didn't continue to ask, but just stretched out his hand and pushed Yu Zishi, "Go and pack your things."

"What are you doing packing up?" Yu Zishi asked with a frown.

"Sir, after all, I am also a well-known person in the Seven Kingdoms. I want to see my nobles and nobles line up to Xianyang from here. In the past, it was because of my low profile that no one came to my door. Prince Yan came here yesterday. I guess others People are coming soon."

"You want to run?" Yu Zishi glanced at Lu Buwei up and down, "Where can you go? There is only so much space in Yangdi, and you can be dug out if you are like this. I advise you to rest for a while." .”

"It's like this." Lu Buwei squatted beside Yu Zishi, "Not only the nobles and nobles of the Seven Kingdoms admire me, but also... well, strong men, yes, strong men." Lu Buwei nodded and looked at Yu Zishi.

Yu Zishi was silent for a while, then glanced at the wall, "Isn't there a fish?"

"He's a swordsman, not a butcher... Even if he was a butcher, he wouldn't be able to bear chopping it up for days and nights."

Yu Zishi stood up, walked towards the house without talking nonsense.

"Wait a minute." Lu Buwei called him suddenly, "Don't rush to clean up, I suddenly remembered someone, you go and see him first."

Yu Zishi turned his head, "Who?"

A quarter of an hour later, Yu Zishi took to the street wearing a long wig.He first went to the widow Qing's restaurant to buy some wine, and then walked slowly around the city according to the address Lu Buwei gave him. When he could hardly tell the difference between east, west, and north, he finally saw a broken thatched hut.

Sure enough, it is very distinctive, and it can be seen at a glance.Looking at the whole of Yangdi, the house is dilapidated enough to have a unique decadent style.

As soon as Yu Zishi knocked lightly on the door, the door collapsed in response. Yu Zishi stared at the ruins at his feet for a while, then walked in as if nothing had happened.The yard is small, but there are quite a lot of things piled up, ranging from old wheelbarrows to small broken bowls that are half broken.In the only neater corner, a peach blossom was planted, blooming limply.

"Blind Wei? Are you there?" Yu Zishi tried to call into the room, but he didn't answer for a while. He took out a small wine jug from his sleeve and threw it into the room.

A withered hand suddenly stretched out from behind the dilapidated door, and pinched the jug precisely. "Who are you?" Slowly poked his head out from behind the door, with his messy hair on his head.

"Yu Zishi." Yu Zishi thought for a while and added: "A disciple of Lu Buwei."

After half a day, Zishi didn't hear anything. Just when he thought Wei Xiazi might be dead, a distraught voice sounded, "What are you standing there for? Come in and give me a hand. I'm stuck in the door."

Yu Zishi: "..."

Finally, after exhausting all kinds of hardships, Yu Zishi kicked down the door and dug Wei Xiazi out of the ruins.

"What do you want from me?" Blind Wei asked while opening the wine lid.

"I don't know, probably just to talk to you." Yu Zishi remembered Lu Buwei's advice before going out, "By the way, let's see if you have any value."

Wei Xiazi took a big gulp of wine to suppress his shock, and then quickly stuffed the empty jug back into Yu Zishi's arms.

Yu Zishi fell into a brief silence. He looked at Wei Xiazi's bulging cheeks, the wine oozing from the corner of his mouth, and the dirty clothes that couldn't see the original color. He nodded and said softly to himself: "I think You're probably useless."

Blind Wei hid behind the broken door with only a frame left, bowed his head and said nothing.

Yu Zishi stretched out his hand to drag him out, and suddenly couldn't help laughing and said, "Let's go, senior, I'll take you to drink."

Blind Wei suddenly raised his eyes and grabbed Yu Zishi's sleeve. If he was not blind, Yu Zishi felt that his eyes must be shining at this moment.

On the way to the tavern, Wei Xiazi almost wiped his tears and snot on Yu Zishi's sleeves. He was sobbing and couldn't hear clearly like howling. Yu Zishi translated it himself, thinking that what he meant should be: Brother, you are really a good person.

Yu Zishi helped Blind Wei to Widow Qing's tavern, and ordered a few jugs of wine for him. "Drink." Seeing blind Wei cautiously groping for wine for himself, Yu Zishi sat aside and looked at him without saying a word.

It was not Lu Buwei's arrangement to take him to drink, but Yu Zishi's own initiative.People of this age, in fact, other things are not very important, life is short, since they like to drink, why not drink?How much love can a person have in his life?At Wei Xiazi's age, how long can he still love him?

Anyway, I have nothing to do, and I am very happy to think about it.Thinking this way, Yu Zishi pushed the wine towards blind Wei.In fact, Lu Buwei didn't say anything, he just asked him to accompany Wei Xiazi today, saying that he suddenly felt that the old man was lonely and pitiful.Yu Zishi thought, maybe he would be hacked at home, so it would be good to go out for a walk.

Sitting in front of Wei Xiazi, Yu Zishi's eyes drifted casually across the street downstairs.On the streets of Yangdi, there are many young men wielding swords. Most of their sleeves have a section of vermilion. I don't know what the custom is, but they look pretty.Occasionally, some tall cars with canopies drove slowly past, but Yu Zishi had never seen them before, so he lost his mind for a while.

Suddenly, he felt his arm being poked by someone, and when he looked up, Wei Xiazi was having fun stabbing himself with a bamboo pole.Yu Zishi asked, "Have you finished drinking?"

Blind Wei nodded shyly, his cheeks flushed with drunkenness, and that smile looked at Yu Zishi trembling all over.The corner of his mouth twitched and pushed the wine in front of him towards blind Wei, "You continue."

Holding the jug without letting go, blind Wei took a sip of his wine and sighed, "I never thought that Lu Buwei would have a student like you."

Yu Zishi turned his head to look at Wei Xiazi, he always felt that this guy should be a little capable, otherwise he would not survive three days in the Warring States period with this virtue.After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Wei blind man, what did you do before?"

When Wei Xiazi heard this, he moved to Yu Zishi's side mysteriously, as if I didn't tell him this, Yu Zishi only heard Wei Xiazi whispering in his ear: "I used to be a magician. division."

"...A ghost hunter?"

"No." Blind Wei stopped talking in disgust.

"...A drug refiner?"

"It's a bit close." Wei Xiazi encouraged: "Guess again."

"...a fortune teller."

"That's right." Blind Wei patted Yu Zishi on the shoulder heavily, "I'll just say you're knowledgeable."

Yu Zishi sneered in his heart, these days, other than magic sticks and counterfeit medicine sellers, there is only one Tianqiao fortune teller left?This thing has been played for thousands of years, and it is still the same virtue, nothing new.He glanced at Blind Wei and saw that it was like this. Fortune-telling in the Warring States Period seems to be a highly competitive industry?

"I think back then I..."

As soon as Wei Xiazi said something, Yu Zishi took the jug and pushed it into the person's arms, "Drink and drink, don't even think about it." Yu Zishi saw that Wei Xiazi was speechless with the wine in his mouth, so he clapped his hands slowly and said It's a coincidence that when he didn't write Xiaohuangwen to make money, he also mixed in this line of work.If you talk too much, you will cry. Who doesn't want to live?It's really nothing to hear.

Here Wei Xiazi drank to his heart's content, and talked more, and started talking about family affairs while talking about Yu Zishi.Yu Zishi chatted with him for a while, and found that the old man didn't understand what he said, and he looked like he was drunk. He didn't feel relieved, and asked casually, "The man with the sword on the road, why is his right sleeve Are they all red?" He actually didn't expect Blind Wei to say anything.

Unexpectedly, Wei Xiazi seemed to be even more drunk. He stepped on the low table, leaned on a bamboo pole, and began to speak loudly: "There is a story behind this when talking about red sleeves and swords. A swordsman said that looking at the whole world, except Ye Jianshen who realized longevity with a sword in Jianzhong, no one can use a sword. The swordsman of the Seven Kingdoms refused to accept it, so he carried his sword all the way from Daliang City to Jianzhong in South Korea. The half-sleeves are bright red, famous all over the world. It is said that he is the youngest swordsman genius in 30 years, and he has given birth to a good skin, which has attracted the admiration of the princesses and grandchildren of the Seven Kingdoms. The rangers of the Seven Kingdoms are vying to imitate him wearing half-sleeves Red clothes, what a beautiful scene."

Blind Wei suddenly stopped talking, and Yu Zishi waited for a while and couldn't help asking: "What happened next?"

Blind Wei seemed to think for a while, "Later, South Korea Jianzhong was stabbed to death by that leaf sword god."

"...It's quite easy to die, isn't it?" Yu Zishi laughed a few times. "It's kind of sad, eh."

"Where is it sad?" Wei Xiazi suddenly poked Yu Zishi with a bamboo pole, "Death is good!"

"...Okay." You say yes.

Yu Zishi thinks there are two possibilities, one is that Wei Xiazi is already drunk and almost unconscious, and the other is that the swordsman may have kidnapped Wei Xiazi's wife when he was young... Well, judging by Wei Xiazi's appearance, his daughter may also be .

The next moment, Wei Xiazi verified Yu Zishi's conjecture, and he fell headfirst to the ground, really unconscious.Yu Zishi hurried up to help him up, well, he fell asleep.Yu Zishi watched the old man lazily curled up in a corner, took off his coat and put it on him lightly.

A person who can drink so much in this age and doesn't want to be sober for a moment, even if he is an old fortune teller, he should be an old fortune teller with a story.Yu Zishi reached out to wipe off the wine stains on his face, and got up to pay the bill.

The proprietress of this restaurant is indeed a charming woman, she must be a beauty when she was young.The widow shopkeeper named Huanqing brought a bowl of soup from behind, and said gently to Yu Zishi: "When he wakes up, feed him a little, his head won't hurt."

Yu Zishi felt that the new love of the former Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty seemed to be a very nice woman, he took the soup bowl, reached out his hand to take out the money from his pocket to pay the bill, and said casually: "It looks like she is very drunk, thank you, madam gone."

"Looking at what he said just now, it's not that he's completely insane." Widow Qing chatted with Yu Zishi while looking for change.

"Is what he said just now, the swordsman true?"

"It's true, but there's one thing that's not quite right." Widow Qing seemed to be remembering her childhood, and a light smile appeared on her powdered face, "I remember, 30 years ago, the young swordsman was the most famous It's not swordsmanship, but arithmetic. With half a chip, one person singled out Jixia Academy, counting the world, the temple, and the luck of the Seven Kingdoms. Up to now, everything he said in the past 30 years has come true. The most The famous hexagram should belong to the battle of Changping, right? Later in the match in Linzi, I was only thirteen or fourteen years old, so I took a look from a distance..." Widow Qing rarely lowered her head, "The sword wielder It’s really memorable.”

Yu Zishi froze at some point, took the recovered copper coin, and asked, "What's the swordsman's name?"

"Wei Cho, it is said that he is a noble from Liang."

All the copper coins in Yu Zishi's hands were scattered all over the floor, he looked back slowly, the old man wrapped in shabby clothes was curled up in the corner, sleeping soundly.