Chaotic Qin

Not a straight man is easier to deal with!

Qin Zichu instantly understood that he had more resources to use than he originally thought, at least this handsome body could benefit him more before Lu Buwei realized it.

Lu Buwei unnaturally lowered his eyes and tugged at his sleeves before raising his head again, showing a familiar smile and saying, "Okay, I don't mind Buwei bothering you, and Buwei must come here often. Haha, the young master and his wife are newly married, it's the thick When you are in love, how can you like Wei Changlai..."

When Lu Buwei said this, he couldn't help but stop what he was about to say, his lips were tightened, and a wrinkle appeared between his brows.

Immediately, Lu Buwei smiled as if nothing had happened, stepped forward and patted Qin Zichu on the shoulder, stood side by side with him, pretending to be gentle and said: "Young master and Gongsun Qian haven't had a feast together for a while, why don't you let Buwei do it tomorrow night?" As the host, let's have a good drink and congratulate my wife on her pregnancy."

Although Qin Zichu didn't know who "Gongsun Gan" was, since Lu Buwei mentioned it, they must have grown up together in Zhao State, so he immediately smiled like a silly father, and kept nodding: "Okay, you have a son!" Congratulations, Yiren will definitely attend the appointment on time!"

Lu Buwei pressed Qin Zichu's raised arm, stared into his eyes and said, "My lord, why should you be strangers to Buwei, why don't you let Buwei pick you up and take my carriage."

Qin Zichu showed a troubled expression, hesitantly said: "You can go to the Taifu's house for a drink, and the Taifu should send a car to pick me up in person..."

Lu Buwei grasped Qin Zichu's palm, pulled him into the room, sat close to each other, and said with a smile: "When I came here in the morning, I forgot something, Mrs. Huayang, the son's aunt, listened. It is said that the prince misses his homeland every day in the country of Zhao. On the birthdays of the monarch, the prince and the princess, he would fast and bathe, burn incense and kneel down to the direction of the old country in the west. Therefore, the princess was so moved that she personally led the maids to sew a box for the maids. Clothes. Since the son is going to the banquet tomorrow night, let Buwei's servants send the princess's wishes at noon tomorrow, and the son will choose it, and put on the new clothes made by the princess for the dinner, so that Gongsun Qian can have a look. He knows that the young master is not what he used to be, and he is definitely not something that a guard can neglect. Ah, there is one more thing I forgot to mention to the young master, Zhao Ji's mother, I have taken it out according to the young master's intention, and placed it in a small house on the next street inside."

Gongsun Qian turned out to be the guard of this house!

...But the management of the house is clearly very loose.

Qin Zichu thought about it for a while, and he already understood the reason. Lu Buwei mentioned that since Gongsun Gan's tone is so familiar, he must have bought Gongsun Gan with money long ago before entering here to meet him.

He knew the identity of Gongsun Gan, and his face was naturally surprised, and he said: "Mrs. Huayang brought the maids to sew a robe for me with her own hands? This, this... good! I will change into the crown princess tomorrow night." Clothes made!"

Lu Buwei let go of Qin Zichu's palm and said with a smile, "Buwei will wait for you to come tomorrow night."

Qin Zichu showed a warm smile like a real young man: "If you don't get drunk, you don't go home!"

"Go and see the slips of letters I chose. Since the young master recently said that he doesn't want to go out to play, let's see which one he likes more. I will send some for the young master." Lu Buwei stood up and took Qin Zichu's hand once, Be very proactive.

Qin Zichu didn't take out the palm he was holding, and obediently let Lu Buwei lead him to the bookshelf.

The afternoon sun poured down, clearly reflecting two shadows closely attached to each other on the ground. Lu Buwei looked at the accompanying figure on the ground with a satisfied expression and a more eager smile on his face.

He felt the smooth palm in his hand, and felt that the beauties he had had were nothing more than mediocre——Qin Zichu was the grandson of King Qin. Not sticking to the spring water, raising her with more care than the daughter of a rich family.

Qin Zichu's palms are white and delicate, with slender fingers, small joints, and soft phalanges. They look like they have never suffered from any weather. For Lu Buwei, who wholeheartedly yearns for the noble life, it is so attractive!

He held Qin Zichu's hand contentedly, wishing that the corridor would be longer and longer.

But how big is the courtyard guarded by Zhao soldiers?After a dozen or so steps, the two of them had already reached the bookshelf.

As soon as Qin Zichu raised his eyes, a look of surprise was immediately revealed on his face—it was still empty at noon, and the bookshelves were filled with scrolls. A unique fresh smell of bamboo.

Is it all new? !

Lu Buwei raised his chin slightly, pointed to the bamboo slips full of bookshelves and said proudly: "I spent a lot of money to recruit people, and the bamboo slips have just been made, and they are very smooth, and there will be no bamboo thorns to hurt your fingers."

After speaking, Lu Buwei turned to face Qin Zichu, his eyes were shining so brightly that Qin Zichu secretly thought it was bad.

He underestimated Lu Buwei!

Lu Buwei is a man who is daring and even daring to plot the country. He will try his best to turn whatever idea he has into reality—whether it is power, status, or beauty.

Qin Zichu realized that he was about to dig a hole and bury himself.

Fortunately, Lu Buwei now hangs all his wealth on himself, and dare not do anything to him, so he can only adopt a soft policy. Otherwise, after giving Zhao Ji to Ying Yiren as his wife, Lu Buwei's next step is to let him do the repayment by himself !

Qin Zichu struggled to maintain the surprised expression on his face, and passed Lu Buwei.

He walked to the bookshelf, looking at a roll of bamboo slips with great interest, Lu Buwei's palm was hanging in the air, his body froze for a moment, staring at Qin Zichu's graceful back, finally lowered his arms, covered by his robe, and clenched his palms into fists.

Holding the newly carved bamboo slips in his hand, Qin Zichu gave a sigh of admiration, turned his head and covered Lu Buwei with grateful eyes, and said sincerely: "Teacher, you will never be rewarded for your kindness."

Lu Buwei's eyes that were still obscure just now regained his confidence. He looked at Qin Zichu encouragingly and waited for him to speak.

Qin Zichu took a deep breath, and finally said: "The stranger must study hard, so as not to tarnish the reputation of the master."

Lu Buwei stared at Qin Zichu for a while, then suddenly shook his head and laughed, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and said happily: "Okay, what you said is really good, sir! Please study hard, don't disappoint Buwei's intentions. "

After finishing speaking, Lu Buwei took his leave directly, striding out of Qin Zichu's guard house without looking back.

Lu Buwei boarded the carriage and sat in the carriage looking at the gradually shrinking Proton mansion, feeling more and more complicated.

He recalled the first time he saw Ying Yiren—it has been many years since Yiren was sent to Zhao Guo as a hostage, and he was monitored by a group of Zhao Guo soldiers no matter when he came in or out. But he is an insatiable greedy person with an eye for money. Seeing that the state of Qin never sent anyone to care about the life of the stranger, he even dared to openly deduct his salary, which caused the stranger to live in embarrassment. His clothes were outdated, and he could not even sit in a carriage.

Lu Buwei happened to be in Handan at the time. He was new to business, and with his unique vision, he expanded his already thriving family business a lot. When he drove through the city in a gorgeous carriage, Yiren was just a young man walking on the side of the road with a depressed expression.

But with a glimpse, Lu Buwei instantly noticed the existence of the alien.

He was still a teenager at the time, his stature was not yet mature, and his facial features were not as profound as they are now. Even though he was wearing men's clothing, he still had a face like powder, lips like red, and beautiful eyes like a good girl!

Lu Buwei was doing business with his father and often traveled around the world. His family was rich enough to support Zhao Ji, a concubine from a well-known wealthy family in Handan, as a concubine. He couldn't help but stop the carriage, and asked the passers-by about the identity of the stranger—I'm afraid that he had lusted after Qin Zichu at that time.

At that time, Lu Buwei had no idea that this outstanding young man was really a boy, and his identity turned out to be the prince and grandson who was sent to Zhao as a hostage.

Lost in his heart, he turned around and passed away. Lu Buwei immediately seized the opportunity and realized that he could use the identity of this beautiful young man to climb to a high position and get rid of the embarrassing status of a lowly but rich businessman.

Lu Buwei looked at the Proton House again, shook his head with a disappointed smile, and looked away.

He knew that it was impossible for him to see Qin Zichu who was chasing him out of the mansion, Lu Buwei couldn't help laughing at himself: These days of communication made him despise Qin Zichu more and more because of his lack of talent, and then had undue desires, but Forget that no matter how incompetent Qin Zichu is, he has already been adopted by the Crown Princess of Qin as his legitimate son!

Qin Zichu was able to invite him to be the guest of honor, but he was absolutely not qualified to touch Qin Zichu.

After sending Lu Buwei away, Qin Zichu was as tired as if he had just lost a battle. Not only was his body exhausted, but his spirit was also sluggish. Acting for the people around him all the time exhausted his energy far beyond his tolerance.

Qin Zichu raised his hand and pinched his swollen forehead, vowing that he would never tease anyone so frivolously in the future.

He recalled the dialogue, expression, and actions he had just said, thought for a while, then randomly pulled out a roll of bamboo slips from the bookshelf, and walked towards Zhao Ji's bedroom.

There was so much movement outside the door just now, no matter how tired Zhao Ji was, she should have been woken up. At this moment, she was leaning against the bedding, staring at the sycamore branches and leaves outside the window with a lonely expression. When she saw Qin Zichu's figure, she was pleasantly surprised. Gotta laugh right away.

Although Qin Zichu didn't really like Zhao Ji, no matter who showed a sincere smile to him, his heart would be warm.

He walked quickly to Zhao Ji and sat down, put the slips on the quilt, then held Zhao Ji's palm, and kissed lightly on it: "Lv Buwei just sent me a few loads of bamboo slips, let me learn some of them. Reasonable. I have long heard that Madam is the daughter of everyone, so I came here to ask Madam for advice, and I hope Madam can teach me."

Zhao Ji took the bamboo slips and spread them out on the quilt. After looking at them for a few moments, she rolled them back to their original shape and said, "I can read all the characters on the bamboo slips. Just do it."

Qin Zichu leaned forward and kissed Zhao Ji's temples lightly, and said with a smile, "What's the difficulty? Madam, change clothes, I'll call for a carriage, and I'll give you a surprise tonight."

Zhao Ji grabbed Zi Chu's sleeve and couldn't help asking: "What is your master going to do?"

Qin Zichu blinked his eyes lightly: "Secret, Madam will find out if you follow me."

Zhao Ji couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart any longer, she quickly got dressed under the service of the maid, and was about to go out when Zi Chu covered her eyes with a thin cloth, hugged her horizontally in her arms and sat in the carriage , which made Zhao Ji laugh so hard that she couldn't stop her voice.

The carriage rumbled through the streets of Handan, and stopped after a while. Zhao Ji was held in Qin Zichu's arms and walked for a long time. When she felt that Qin Zichu's breathing became heavy, he finally stopped. .

The familiar scent lingered on the tip of Zhao Ji's nose. She tore off the muslin covering her eyes in surprise, and she saw a middle-aged woman whose eyes were full of tears.

The woman hugged Zhao Ji in her arms, choked with sobs and said, "Daughter, you have suffered outside!"

Zhao Ji shook her head desperately with tears in her eyes, but couldn't say a word. Qin Zichu looked at her tenderly and said softly, "Ma'am, how are you?"

She nodded vigorously, already weeping uncontrollably.

"Kang Dang—" With a crisp sound, Qin Zichu raised his eyes and looked out the door. A male servant met Qin Zichu's eyes and the blood on his face faded away without a trace.

He knelt on the ground and couldn't even stand up!