Daqin: A widow wins the government and builds a Qin of all heavens and immortals

In the room, Huan Zheng's face did not change color, his head did not lift, and his face calmly flipped through the Spring and Autumn of the Lu family.

Outside the room, the doormen, led by Sima Kong, knelt on the ground and prayed to Ying Zheng for forgiveness.

Amnesty ... A book.

Dun weakly held the sword and stood aside, quietly watching this scene.

Except for the sound of Ying Zheng flipping through the bamboo Jian, there was no other sound around.

Lu Buwei's mood was like the bleak autumn breeze around him.

After a long time, the voice of Ying Zheng finally sounded

"Widow, is it really cruel?"

"It's so brutal that you think you can't even fit a book, huh?"

"Weichen doesn't dare." Lu Buwei mentioned it in his heart and quickly said.

"Don't you dare..." Huan Zheng sighed softly and placed the bamboo Jian on the table

"Wen Xinhou, get up."

"The widow did not come here to kill you."

"Destroying books is even more nonsense."

"You guys think too much."

"The great grace of the king, the old minister is toothless and unforgettable."

Lu Buwei thanked and stood up, but did not dare to be careless, still very respectful.

Since the day of the attack, Lu Buwei found that he could not understand the other party.

Now, he doesn't believe a word of what Ying Zheng says.

"Huh..."

Regarding Lu Buwei's performance, Ying Zheng was noncommittal.

However, the killing intent in his heart is indeed gone.

In fact, until just now, Ying Zheng had never made up his mind about what to do with Lu Buwei.

In this coup, Lü Buwei did not say a word, nor did he resist at all, and let the government act.

Therefore, Ying Zheng was able to complete the reintegration of the civil and military officials in such a quick time, and hold the entire Great Qin in his hands.

Compared with Concubine, Lu Buwei can also be said to be a real hard work for Daqin.

For various reasons, Ying Zheng loves and hates him.

Today, I want to make a decision.

As long as Lu Buwei had the slightest intention of disobeying, he would strike mercilessly.

It's a pity....

However, this is fine.

"The widow is here today because he is afraid that you will think too much."

"Wen Xinhou has worked hard and meritoriously, although you and I have different political views, but they have not yet reached the point of not dying."

"The previous things, the widow will not pursue it, Wen Xinhou, let it be yourself."

Huan Zheng patted Lu Buwei's shoulder and walked out first.

"Old minister, send the king."

Lu Buwei took a deep breath, his expression was complicated, and bowed to the back of Ying Zheng.

At this moment, he had mixed tastes in his heart, and he really felt strange to win the government.

"Maybe that's the change in that seat."

"The childish children of that year have grown into an unfathomable generation of kings."

"King Xian, your choice back then was right..."

Huan Zheng walked out of the room and looked at Sima Kong in the crowd.

This person has a brilliant temperament and is gentle, even among Lu Buwei's disciples, he has a sense of standing out.

"You were the first to ask for orders just now, what's your name?" Ying Zheng asked with interest.

"Back to the king, the grass people Sima Kong." Sima Kong calmly said to Huan Zheng.

"It's you."

"Lu Clan Chunqiu, you presided over the compilation, you are a Taoist person?"

"No, the grass people have been poor since childhood, they can learn whatever they have, and Mengwen Xinhou loves wrongly, so that he has the opportunity to compile the Spring and Autumn of the Lü clan." Sima Kong said.

Huan Zheng bowed, "Learn a hundred families, miscellaneous families." "

"You are very good, give you a task, go to the recruitment hall and sit down."

"It just so happens that you have an understanding of the knowledge of hundreds of schools, so you won't bury talents."

After speaking, he didn't care about Sima Kong's reaction and left directly.

"This, Hou Ye..."

Sima Kong looked at Lu Buwei with a stunned expression, and he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

I thought that I would definitely die today, but I didn't expect that not only did I not have to go, but I was entrusted with a heavy task.

The recruitment hall, as the first royal order issued by the Prince of Qin, is enough to show the importance that the king attaches to it.

Let him go here and sit, it's just a step to the sky.

After all, every talent who walks out of the recruitment hall can be said to be insightful.

This is a natural treasure in the officialdom.

"Go, not only Sima Kong, you are all the same, there is no need to guard me this old man."

"The Qin Kingdom is now in ruins, and it is time for Ru and others to work hard." Lu Buwei said in a deep voice.

"This, subordinates, thank you Hou Ye."

......

Just as Sima Kong expected, the recruitment hall was not an ordinary bustle.

Unlike the ordinary order of seeking talent, Yingzheng himself has already shown his ability to the people of the world.

In this era, the king chooses the courtier, and the minister chooses the king.

To serve a wise and martial king, Fang can live up to his ten years of hard study and live up to his talents.

Moreover, the Qin State is the most powerful country in the world.

When the two add up, what is there to hesitate?

Therefore, after the recruitment order was issued, the people of the world became restless and left Xianyang from all directions.

In the recruitment hall.

Sima Kong sat in the lobby and couldn't help but look at the white-clothed man sitting quietly on the side and closing his eyes.

The face is like a crown jade, wearing a snow-white robe, and a pair of eyes are shining, like two cold stars.

The whole person is pure and dusty, like an immortal in the world, white jade is flawless.

His temperament was very special, unlike anyone Sima Kong had seen.

It's like... Sword.

Yes, it's a sword.

"Ye Gucheng..."

Sima Kong chanted the man's name in his heart.

Ye Gucheng was also sent by the king to sit in the town.

It's just that, unlike him, the other party's task is to prohibit others from making trouble in the recruitment hall.

"A very pure swordsman." Sima Kong sighed softly in his heart.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Sima Kong's heart moved.

Changed.

The momentum on Ye Gucheng's body surged out, and the qi ran through Changhong, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, ready to harvest life at any time.

He opened his eyes and looked towards the entrance of the recruitment hall.

Following Ye Gucheng's gaze, Sima Kong saw a young man.

Holding a long sword, wearing a cloak on his head, wearing a gray plain robe, his expression is warm.

"Down, Ganie."

The young man, that is, Gai Nie, looked at Ye Gucheng and said with his hands.

After he came out of Ghost Valley, he traveled in Zhao Weiyan and made a friend.

This time, hearing about the changes in the Qin State, and seeing the recruitment order issued by the King of Qin, he came to the Qin State.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the recruitment hall, I saw such a pure swordsman.

It's a worthwhile trip.

"Ganie?"

Ye Gucheng's expression straightened, and the sword intent on his body became more and more fierce.

Even if he didn't know much about the world, he had heard the name.

Or, swordsman, there should be no one who doesn't know this.

A sword saint during the Warring States period.

In history, there are many people who have been called sword saints, but there are only two or three people who can truly leave a name in history.

Warring States Gai Nie, Great Tang Pei Min.

He himself is also known as the Sword Saint, so he naturally attaches great importance to this one.

He was already a man who had died once, and he was called by the First Emperor to live another life.

This time, there were no distractions in his mind.

One heart, only the sword.

"Below, Ye Gucheng."

Ye Gucheng got up and saluted Gai Nie with a solemn expression.

Sword Saint Ganie, one, good opponent.