Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"I am already old and can no longer handle a sharp weapon like a snare. It is reasonable to hand the snare into the hands of Yang Hujun." Lu Buwei stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"The snare is indeed a sharp weapon. I can only hold such a thing temporarily. I will hand it over in less than three years." Yang Ming said bluntly.

With the existence of Luo Wang, it would not be a good thing if a general like Yang Ming was in charge for too long. However, Yang Ming did not have to worry about this, because before that time, Qin Wangzheng would send someone to take over Luo Wang. Li Si had already Zhao Gao has already sharpened his sword for the first time.

"Yang Hujun is Yang Hujun after all. He takes a long-term view and can afford it and let it go." Lu Buwei said.

In the eyes of Qin Wangzheng, what he saw was Yang Ming's talent in battle formations, but what Lu Buwei saw was Yang Ming's ability to govern. The three histories and six orders system of the Hujun Mansion were enough to prove that Yang Ming was Ming's genius in governance.

As for the shortcomings in Qin's political affairs, Lu Buwei could see that during Qin's foreign campaigns, everything was in military service. These shortcomings were not enough to cause much trouble, but if Qin really unified the world, the shortcomings would be It will spread, and the world is too big, which will magnify those disadvantages several times, enough to pose a fatal threat to Qin. If Qin still follows the current laws of one country and practices the laws of the world, the world may not be able to stabilize.

Compared with conquering the world, ruling the world is more difficult. Lu Buwei had a deep understanding of this, and in Yang Ming, Lu Buwei saw the wisdom of governing the world. Unfortunately, Yang Ming was also a weirdo. He was more willing to pursue his own career than to pursue his country.

"Those who understand current affairs are heroes." Yang Ming also said.

"This word seems more suitable to describe a villain." Lu Buwei frowned.

"In front of the king, it is better to be a villain. Sir, only one is enough." Yang Ming pointed out something else.

But what kind of person is Lu Buwei? But in the contact between Yang Ming and Lu Buwei, he has to admit that Lu Buwei sold some of his own face, especially when Yang Ming had no face at all. To save some face, Yang Ming still had to remember this favor.

If it could help Lu Buwei with a few words, Yang Ming would naturally be willing to do it, but if it was something more, Yang Ming would be too lazy to do it. He is not a very enthusiastic person.

"You villain?" Lu Buwei said thoughtfully, with a thoughtful look on his face.

If you are really used to the awe of others, how can you be willing to return to ordinary life? How many people in the world can see through the word "right"? Even the emperor who will become the best in the world in the future also wants to live forever and never lose his rights?

"I hope Yang Hujun will remember this sentence in the future." Lu Buwei finally said such a sentence.

Lu Buwei traveled all over the country and north to do business in his early years. In his middle age, he entered the court, governed the Qin State, and stirred up the world. His knowledge was definitely the best in this era, and he also met too many people.

Yang Ming seemed to treat Qin Wangzheng with caution, but Lu Buwei knew that Yang Ming's attitude was not out of awe, but because he was too lazy to cause trouble. Yang Ming told him that villains can live in front of Qin Wangzheng, but Yang Ming Are you willing to be a "villain" under the leadership of King Qin? Lu Buwei doesn't think so.

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"Is this our future home?" Yan Lingji, who was standing on a high-rise building, looked down at the mansion in sight. She only felt that it was only slightly smaller than the Prince's Mansion in South Korea, and the regulations were far greater than those of the Xueyi Hou's mansion. But then again, there is no comparison between the two, one is Xinzheng and the other is Xianyang.

"Yeah, as long as I don't fall, this will always be our home." Yang Ming leaned on the railing and looked at it.

The mansion that once belonged to Cheng Xi was indeed not small. Even after being separated from the Han Mansion next door, it was still a mansion that ranked among the top ten in Xianyang City. However, Yang Ming never liked houses that were too big. Although he liked the excitement , but what I like is the bustle between families, not the bustle of servants in a wealthy family in this era.

Compared with people of this era, Yang Ming is still unable to adapt to the kind of life where people are slaves and servants.

"Should there be a courtyard for me here?" Yan Lingji asked.

This mansion has three floors at the front and back. The hall in the front yard can be called a small palace. It sits on a high platform and reaches the middle yard. There are watchtowers, theater towers, warehouses, waterside pavilions, gate towers, ques, flying pavilions, warehouses, etc. , and even has a small arsenal.

The high-rise building where Yang Ming and Yan Lingji are currently located is connected by Fei Pavilion.

"That's natural. When the time comes, you can choose the one you like." Yang Ming said.

In the backyard, in addition to the main house, there are also many small courtyards divided on the left and right sides. The layout method seems to be inspired by Taoists, with running water as the belt, flowers, trees and rockeries as the partitions, and there are no walls. It brings a sense of division, but you can still see the different areas in the backyard, as if they are integrated.

"How about I choose that one?" Yan Lingji pointed to the main house in the backyard as she spoke.

"Okay." Faced with Yan Lingji's 'excessive' request, Yang Ming agreed without thinking.

"Really?" Yan Lingji said suspiciously. Yang Ming's agreement was so straightforward that she felt unbelievable. It was the main room, not a side courtyard.

"It's just a house, what are you worrying about?" Yang Ming asked.

"Yes, it's just a house. You can't lock me here." Yan Lingji said with a smile. She just felt that her thoughts just now were quite interesting. It was not a joke after thinking, but she really had that kind of thought. An impulse.

Yan Lingji now starts to care about things that she once didn't care about. The rules of the world that she had never seen before are now seen by her. However, above these things, there are people she cares about even more.

"Then what can lock you up?" Yang Ming asked.

"Of course you are." Yan Lingji looked at Yang Ming and said with a smile. Although she spoke softly, Yang Ming could hear the friendship in it. Although she was not very cool, she was not a ungrateful person, nor was she What a arrogant woman.

"That's really an honor." Yang Ming said with a smile. When Yan Lingji's wild fire burned only for herself, this feeling was very unusual.

"It's just, how did I lock you? Is that so?" Yang Ming put his arms around Yan Lingji and hugged her graceful figure into his arms.

"Skilled hunters often appear in the form of prey. Are you sure it's you who have locked me now, rather than me trapping you?" Yan Lingji raised her head and stared at Yang Mingdao, with affection in her eyes. It is as continuous as water, making people forget themselves.

"Then please Yan Lingji to taste your prey." Yang Ming cooperated with Yan Lingji. In this matter, why should men and women compete with each other?

"Then you have to be careful." Yan Lingji stood up slightly as she spoke, biting Yang Ming's jaw, and licking her tongue playfully, making Yang Ming immersed in Yan Lingji's tenderness. Like in water.

"Someone is coming." When Yan Lingji was gradually lost in the tenderness he had set, Yang Ming suddenly pushed Yan Lingji away.

"What's wrong?" Yan Lingji asked, feeling uneasy after completely regaining her freedom.

"Someone is coming." Yang Ming looked into the distance and said.

"There are a lot of people here. Who are they here?" Yan Lingji asked in confusion.

"There are many people from the palace." Yang Ming said as he walked down the stairs.

In the courtyard of the front hall, Zhao Gao's figure appeared there, and with him were twenty women dressed as palace maids.

"Brother Zhao, what is this?" Yang Ming looked past Zhao Gao and landed on the maids lined up behind him.

All of them are young girls. Although it is difficult to find a beautiful girl in a country, they are all charming and lovely. Even in the palace, they are one of ten. Zhao Gao will these people, or more accurately What he is talking about is why Qin Wangzheng sent this person here?

"The king heard that Yang Hujun's palace was deserted and there were no maids. He specially prepared thirty maids for Yang Hujun to serve as servants in the palace. Some of them are good at internal affairs, some are good at cooking, and some are good at housekeeping. They are good at gardening, and of course, they are also good at singing and dancing. With them here, they will definitely be able to take care of this mansion in an orderly manner." Zhao Gao smiled, not that coldly, but sincerely, not only because Yang Ming's status is also due to Yang Ming's "brother Zhao", which is a kind of affirmation, and it is also the affirmation that Zhao Gao desperately longs for because he lacks it.

"Then thank you, Your Majesty." Yang Ming said with a smile, his eyes had been withdrawn from the palace maids who exuded a youthful atmosphere. Among these thirty palace maids, there were several undercover agents, but it was really hard to tell. Fortunately, except for Zhao Ji, there is nothing shady here in Yang Ming.

Moreover, since it is a reward from Xianyang Palace, not to mention these pretty and lovely girls, even if it is thirty fierce guards, Yang Ming will happily accept it.

"This is the first time for you, Yang Hujun, to receive such favor since the king took charge." Zhao Gao said without envy.

"It is indeed a great honor." Yang Ming said.

In Xianyang Palace, Qin Wangzheng asked Zhao Gao, who had returned from Yang Ming's mansion, "Has the person been delivered?"

"Yes, Yang Hujun looks quite happy." Zhao Gao replied.

"Is it because the rewards come from a few people, or is it purely because of those rewards?" Qin Wangzheng asked.

"Probably all of this." Zhao Gao said carefully.

"You told the truth, our Great Qin's Yang Hujun is different from others." Qin Wangzheng said thoughtfully.

"Yang Hujun can be regarded as a genius. There must be something special about such a person." Zhao Gao replied.

"That's not what I'm talking about." Qin Wangzheng picked up a bamboo slip on the desk and said, there was Yang Ming's handwriting on it.

"I would like to go to the Kingdom of Zhao and bring back my young sister..."