Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

096

It was late at night when Lu Buwei came back.

He stepped into the room and saw that Zhao Weizhen was still kneeling and writing behind the long case, and Wei Xing was still helping to organize the letters, so he frowned slightly.

"Why don't you light a few more candles for Madam?" Lu Buwei scolded in a gentle voice.

Wei Xing was taken aback for a moment, then nodded again and again: "Busy, busy and forgot..."

Zhao Weizhen put down his pen and looked at Wei Xing: "It's okay, you go down first."

Lu Buwei walked forward unhurriedly, and sat opposite Zhao Weizhen.

What is placed on the long case is not bamboo slips, but a few pieces of brand new paper.Zhao Weizhen was so careless that he didn't even use the paperweight, and directly pressed the light and fluffy paper with the ink stone.

In the corner of the long table, there are still kettles and water glasses.

Lu Buwei silently raised his hand to touch the edge of the water vessel, and ordered: "Come here for some hot water."

Zhao Weizhen said lightly: "No need. Wei Xing, what are you still doing?"

Wei Xing: "..."

Help!

Caught between the master and his wife, Wei Xing was the first and the second big.

He only hated himself for being smarter than his brother, for being able to read the subtle and suppressed emotions in the air.Otherwise, it must be much more comfortable to be a fool who doesn't understand the situation now.

Fortunately, Lu Buwei will not use this to train others.

He looked up at Wei Xing and waved his hand.

That's what it means to tell him to go away.

Wei Xing breathed a sigh of relief, quickly packed up the bamboo slips and rolled away.

When the servants left one by one and only Zhao Weizhen and Lu Buwei were left in the room, the latter said kindly: "I heard that you will go to see the king as soon as you come back."

"Ah."

Zhao Weizhen responded calmly: "Discussed the matter of printing books with the king."

There was no intention of parting for half a year between the two of them.It seems that Zhao Weizhen just left home for a day or two and went to the suburbs for a tour.

Lu Buwei then looked at the paper Zhao Weizhen spread out.

The new paper was pale yellow, and it was clearly written on it as arithmetic homework.

He immediately understood: "Weizhen is planning to re-run the school."

Zhao Weizhen: "I have to lend you a place."

"Official school?"

"Trouble?"

"No trouble."

There was a slight smile on Lu Buwei's face: "It's easy. There is a piece of land next to the city wall. I don't think it's very suitable for a shop, but it's just right for a school. I'll ask someone to dismantle the counter later."

"You can also remove the gate of the courtyard."

Zhao Weizhen has never been polite in using Lu Buwei's resources.She even gestured and described: "If necessary, the east and west rooms in the courtyard will also be demolished, and a large classroom will be left. The open space should be large, preferably large enough to play Cuju."

"Weizhen, this is..." Lu Buwei tilted his head: "Want to set up a Jixia Academy?"

"Do not."

Zhao Weizhen corrected: "I want an open-air square."

Jixia Academy, in the final analysis, is still a thing for the aristocratic class.What Zhao Weizhen thinks is that she will be a school, the door is open, no matter whether it is a commoner or aristocrat, as long as they want to, they can come in and listen.

It doesn't have to be lectures, speeches, announcements and decrees are all possible.

Even going a step further, Zhao Weizhen plans to hire people to perform storytelling on a regular basis, so as to disseminate the decrees and propositions he wants to promote in a way that the public can accept.

The word "square" did not appear until the Han Dynasty. Although Lu Buwei had never heard of it, he could understand Zhao Weizhen's intention.

In terms of political operations and business operations, there is probably no one in the world who can keep up with Zhao Weizhen's thinking better than Lu Buwei.

"understood."

He said clearly: "You can also sell books and paper here. If anyone has something to say, write it on paper and send it over, you and I can buy it with a lot of money."

The couple need not say much, it can be said that they hit it off.

——In short, it is to set up a place dedicated to cultural dissemination in Xianyang.

Feudal dynasties do not need a propaganda department, but Zhao Weizhen still wants to try to do it.

During the period of social transformation, it is always necessary to change fundamental concepts. She thought that it would be easier to accept the laying of the groundwork now than when the Qin State unified the Central Plains and directly unified characters, currencies, and weights and measures.

"not only that."

So Zhao Weizhen followed Lu Buwei's thoughts and said: "Since the finished book is cheap to make, it will be sent to various countries with the caravan for sale."

Lu Buwei tilted his head: "Then why ask someone to write it, can't you and I write it ourselves?"

Zhao Weizhen paused slightly.

Lu Buwei let out a breath slowly.

"Weizhen." He said softly, "I want to ask someone to compile history."

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

What should come will always come.

Lu Buwei in history invited his disciples to compile theories of various schools and put together a set of "Lushi Chunqiu".

Today's Lu Buwei doesn't need to recruit [-] followers to increase his reputation, but now it seems that he had the idea of ​​writing a book and compiling history early.

"Lushi Chunqiu" has far-reaching influence on later generations, and it can be regarded as an ancient document that can be taken from the perspective of history and literature.Even though Zhao Weizhen knew in his heart that Lu Buwei's thinking was purely out of selfishness.

He not only wanted to use this to improve his prestige in the hearts of scholars, but also wanted to leave his name in history.

But Zhao Weizhen didn't care.

So what if you have selfishness?Just be useful.And now that Lu Buwei mentions writing books, there is another reason that may not have existed in history: cultural transmission.Instead of spreading other people's thoughts, it is better to spread Qin's thoughts.

No matter from which point of view, this is a good thing.

but--

"I don't know."

Zhao Weizhen thought about it and decided to tell the truth.She asked: "You want to improve your reputation in the Central Plains, but what's the use?"

When Lu Buwei heard this, he showed a bit of surprise that was just right.

This surprise came at the right time, neither too fast nor too slow, neither too much nor too little, so that Zhao Weizhen even felt that he was teasing himself.

"Buwei is just a businessman." Lu Buwei smiled and said with emotion: "Even if they don't show sarcasm on the surface, they can't forget this behind the scenes. Although Weizhen is my wife, but Weizhen has talents and virtues. Can't feel it."

Zhao Weizhen: "..."

To put it bluntly, Lu Buwei still wants to clean up his background.

It's not like she couldn't feel it. When she was in Handan, others often said that she was a businessman and a bitch, but Zhao Weizhen hadn't forgotten it.

"It's 'they' who can't forget." Zhao Weizhen asked lightly: "Or you can't forget?"

Lu Buwei didn't speak.

The smile on his face remained unchanged, and the two looked at each other for a moment, then Lu Buwei changed the subject nonchalantly.

"Half a year as an envoy, Weizhen worked hard." Lu Buwei said affectionately: "Buwei misses every day at home."

Okay.

If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it.

Zhao Weizhen will not force Lu Buwei to let go of this point, people always have things to worry about, don't they?

So she went straight to the point: "I heard that during the day, you went to see the envoy of Yan."

Lu Buwei: "Yes."

Zhao Weizhen: "Yan Wangxi wants to give you a big gift."

Lu Buwei: "Ten cities in the river, as a gift to you and me."

Farewell.

This means that the ten cities are for the couple, which is true in name—after all, Lu Buwei's property is indeed Zhao Weizhen's property.

But what about in practice?

Zhao Weizhen sneered.

Her sharp laughter made Lu Buwei's bright eyes gradually sink.

"What does Yan Wangxi want you to do?" she asked.

"Of course." Lu Buwei nodded: "You will not be rewarded for any meritorious service. The King of Yan hopes that I will persuade the king to give up attacking the Kingdom of Yan."

Ten cities for a truce, in theory, there is no problem.

Yan State is far away from Qin State. Even if Zhao State is bound to continue fighting and take down these ten cities, Qin State may not be able to accept all of them.Yan Wangxi gave it away like this, it seems that they took advantage of it for nothing.

But instead of sending King Qin to send Lu Buwei, this is very subtle.

"The alliance of Qin and Zhao is attacking the country of Yan right now." Zhao Weizhen asked knowingly, "How do you plan to go back on the covenant?"

Lu Buwei hooked the corners of his mouth, but a chill appeared on his face layer by layer instead of a smile.

"Just ask General Jing Ji to withdraw." Lu Buwei said, "He is a new general, he has no reputation, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Weizhen closed his eyes.

She tried her best to maintain a calm mood, and continued to ask: "Lu Buwei, don't you see that Yan Guo is using countermeasures, or is it really greedy?"

Lu Buwei chuckled lightly.

He seemed disdainful and ignorant.After laughing, Lu Buwei even tilted his head, his clear eyes revealed a bit of imperceptible innocence.

"Your Majesty must know about this matter." Lu Buwei said earnestly, "King Qin has acquiesced if he doesn't say anything. I have a kindness with King Qin. Isn't the merit of supporting him worth ten cities?"

Zhao Weizhen opened his eyes.

She looked at Lu Buwei, without saying a word, grabbed the water vessel from the corner of the long case, and poured it on it!

Lu Buwei's pupils shrank suddenly.

The action of splashing water was decisive and sharp, and when he realized it, all the cold water in the cup fell on Lu Buwei's face, catching him completely off guard.

At this moment, the beast was finally enraged.

Zhao Weizhen lived under the same roof as this man for many years, even the child is three years old, she has never seen Lu Buwei show such an expression.

Ferocious and angry, the clear eyes that were always shining with warmth and kindness in the past now only show a cold killing intent.

Lu Buwei grabbed Zhao Weizhen's wrist.

He was so strong that he almost crushed her wrist bones.The man was covered with water from his hair to his face to his clothes, and the water droplets fell down, looking extremely embarrassed.

"you--"

"I want the truth." Zhao Weizhen's voice was cold, and she interrupted the other party neatly: "Say I don't trust you. Lu Buwei, you give me a reason to trust you. Do you act like this, am I wrong to be wary of you? "

Lu Buwei closed his mouth.

But there is still a violent storm brewing in his eyes, and that storm seems to be able to set off a torrential storm anytime and anywhere.

But Zhao Weizhen was not afraid.

What a joke, she was not afraid of fleeing for her life in Handan, but she would be afraid of Lu Buwei!

"Let me ask you, what is the purpose of my mission to Wei?"

Zhao Weizhen continued: "One is to ask for land from the king of Wei, and the other is to use the established estrangement plan. Wei Wuji's relationship with Wei Wangyu is completely broken. Do you think the ten cities in Hejian are worth more than ten thousand taels of gold? How much is it worth? Lord Xinling and King Wei are blood brothers, so what is the relationship between you and King Qin?

"He called you Zhongfu, are you really his blood relative? What are you talking about, even if the current king is Zichu, do you think he will tolerate you sitting on his head?"

Zhao Weizhen had planned these words as early as in Daliang!

A series of rhetorical questions hit Lu Buwei on the head, which was more frightening than that glass of cold water.

But the more he talked, the more peaceful Zhao Weizhen became.

"I reminded you when I first came to Xianyang," she said again, "So what if Mr. Shang is dedicated to Qin? The car is cracked. Zhang Yi and Fan Ju, so what if they count on the King of Qin? Luotuo's departure is a good ending. Lu Xiangguo, They rely on the State of Qin and love the King of Qin for the time being, but this is the end in the end. And you, while preparing to do something that offends the King of Qin, also want to win the hearts of scholars and guests, do you want to be a minister or a king?"

When Zhao Weizhen said the word "Xiangguo", even if her tone was calm, she added a bit of sarcasm.

"Now," she asked, "are you sober?"

Lu Buwei said nothing.

He wiped his face with cold water, and relaxed most of the strength in his hands.The murderous look in the man's eyes also disappeared.

Zhao Weizhen watched quietly, even feeling a little pity.

In fact, he is a very bloody person. As early as when the late king left his will, Lu Buwei showed this side unscrupulously.

But compared to bloodiness, the hypocrisy of his character occupies a larger part.

Greedy because of hypocrisy, unscrupulous.

Zhao Weizhen doesn't mind that her cheap husband is a villain, but she still prefers to face the truth with him.

"Sober."

Lu Buwei gradually regained his sanity, and sat back with his body leaning forward: "Xie Weizhen reminds me."

He is no fool.

If you don't know the future, the envoy of Yan State approached Zhao Weizhen and offered her ten cities for nothing.If it were her, she would also be moved.

It's just that I got dizzy for a while, but when I think about it calmly, Zhao Weizhen believes that Lu Buwei can figure out the key points.

Perhaps it is the real history, there is no one around Lu Buwei who dares to pour cold water on his face.

"I don't really understand."

Seeing him calm down, Zhao Weizhen somewhat slowed down his voice when he spoke.

Her voice was very soft, even softer than the sound of the candle flame flickering in the wind, almost inaudible.Zhao Weizhen handed out the handkerchief and said, "Why did you act like that that night?"

Even though Zhao Weizhen didn't say which night it was, Lu Buwei still understood.

Lu Buwei took the veil and wiped off the water stains on his face and neck.

"I don't understand." He asked, "Still don't want to understand?"

"not understand."

Zhao Weizhen emphasized: "I can't figure out what you are afraid of."

Lu Buwei: "..."

He didn't smile.

Under the candlelight, most of Lu Buwei's face was hidden in the shadows.Without the refracted light, those clear eyes were almost pure black, extremely captivating.

On weekdays, he is always smiling, kindly and modestly, and the slightly curved eyes subtly embellish the innocence on his face, as if anyone can step on him, and anyone can be contemptuous.

But when Lu Buwei is not smiling, the slightly downturned eyes show a deep meaning.

Luckily he didn't smile.

Without putting on a false smile, Zhao Weizhen knew that she was honest with him.

"There is nothing to be afraid of when you have nothing," Lu Buwei said nonchalantly, with an almost indifferent expression, "The more money you have, the more you are afraid of losing everything. After all, you are afraid of poverty."

Therefore, the more cautious, the more greedy, the more you want to embrace everything in front of you, and the more you lose your original purpose and vision of the future.

"Weizhen asked me what I was afraid of..."

Lu Buwei opened his mouth, but didn't say anything.

His eyes fell on Zhao Weizhen's wrist.The glass of water suddenly rose up and wet her sleeves.The soaked cloth adhered to the skin, and a section of the white wrist was exposed.

At first, what Lu Buwei noticed was her skin which was only three inches long.

The man licked his lips unconsciously.

"I don't know." Lu Buwei responded with rare honesty.

He didn't know what he was afraid of.

There are tens of millions of women in the world, but Zhao Weizhen is Zhao Weizhen.Lu Buwei knew very well that if she hadn't been ambitious, capable, and had a boldness and motivation that ordinary women couldn't match, he wouldn't have put her in his eyes at all.

Any woman can become Lu Buwei's wife, and he doesn't care what his woman looks like.

But Zhao Weizhen, whether it is his wife or not, is irreplaceable.

But at the same time, Lu Buwei also understands that she will never be at his mercy.He was annoyed and angry because of this, and even tried to force her to give in.

On the one hand, he is attracted by his uncontrollability, and on the other hand, he wants to manipulate.

Opposite emotions are intertwined in one place, as shrewd as he is, he can't figure out what to do.

He didn't even know if it was a relationship between husband and wife.

But Lu Buwei knew that if he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't let go.

No matter what the cause of the entanglement between the two is, whether it is profit or marriage, even if it is true love.All the way to the present, reason and emotion are intertwined like a mess, and they absolutely cannot be torn apart directly.

He couldn't afford to lose it all.

Power, status, assets, and fame.If everything can be condensed into one place, they will definitely condense into a specific person.

This person is Zhao Weizhen.

At this point in his thoughts, Lu Buwei lowered his eyes.

When he looked up, the candlelight shone into his eyes, even if he didn't smile, he unexpectedly revealed a bit of sincerity.

"It's me who's dizzy."

He didn't want to talk about it anymore, and the topic naturally returned to the serious matter: "I will not accept the ten cities in Hejian. And Weizhen wants to make paper into a book and send it to the countries in the Central Plains, which is a matter worth discussing in detail."

Zhao Weizhen didn't force him either.

If you don't accept these ten cities, you can do anything.Zhao Weizhen thought for a while: "Let's ask Li Si to come up with a plan. Apart from writing books and revising history, there are many things that can be done with this."