Emperor of the Dynasty + Spoiler

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Chapter 22 21

At the time of the winter moon, Yan Wuwei and his party finally arrived at the border of Chu State. They walked smoothly along the way. When they arrived at the post station on the border of Chu State, they handed over the customs clearance documents. After getting a reply, they set off for the capital of Chu State again. Yanling, Yanling is not far from the border of Chu State, and it would only take about ten days if the footsteps are fast. Yan Wuwei is not in a hurry. He took Mu Congcong for a walk along the way. It really seems to be for fun. Yan Wuwei is not in a hurry It is true, but some people are anxious.

At midnight that day, when Yan Wuwei was still asleep, someone knocked on the porter, "Miss, we have a visitor."

After being woken up from sleep, Yan Wuwei still had a good-tempered appearance. Soon she stood up and turned on the lamp, then put on her coat, and asked Fang Hua outside, "Which guest?"

"The customer said that he is an old friend of the young lady."

old friend?Yan Wuwei changed his mind, got the idea, and ordered, "I'll come right away."

Fang Hua responded, and waited outside the door for a while. After a while, Yan Wuwei, who was already dressed, opened the door and came out, "Where are the guests?"

"Miss Hui: The guest is upstairs in the private room."

"Lead the way."

"Hi."

When they reached the private room upstairs, Yan Wei knocked on the door impolitely, "I'm in the Capital of King Qin, Yan Wuwei."

There was a rush of footsteps in the room, and with a "squeak", the door of the private room was pulled open, "Miss Yan."

The person who came was a man in his thirties. He was handsome, with a trace of righteousness between his brows. "Long time no see."

When Yan Wuwei saw the visitor, he just smiled lightly, as if he was certain that the visitor would be this person, "Long time no see, Mr. Wang."

"Hey, don't dare, how can I be a 'Mr.' in front of Miss Yan?"

Yan Wuwei smiled lightly and remained silent.

The man smiled again, "Miss Yan, please come inside."

"Please."

After entering the house, the man immediately closed the door, turned to Yan Wuwei and said, "I have prepared drinks for Miss Yan, please sit down."

Yan Wuwei didn't refuse. He walked straight to the table and Shi Shiran sat down. The food was indeed prepared on the table, and it was still steaming. Picking up the wine glass, took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the man who closed the door and walked over happened to see this scene, and asked, "How does it taste?"

"The sorghum from the Qin State - it's pretty good."

The man smiled and said, "I entrusted a businessman I know to bring it back from Qin State."

"If Mr. Wang likes it, Wuwei will bring some jars of good wine for Mr. Wang when he comes back to Chu?"

"Hahahaha, okay," the man laughed a few times at first, and then sighed as if remembering something, "I have been away from Qin for many years, and I really miss the sorghum wine in Qianzhou, Qin."

Yan Wuwei said softly, "If Mr. is homesick, you can go back with Wuwei this time."

"Go back?" The man shook his head and said, "I can't go back, I can't go back... Qin is in danger, it is in danger!"

Yan Wuwei smiled, "Why did you say that, sir?"

"May I ask Miss Yan—Qin Guo, how is your appetite recently?"

"Huh?" Yan Wuwei hooked the corners of his mouth, puzzled and asked, "What do you mean, Mister?"

"Swallowed Bashu, surrendered to Lu, and now consumes Lai...how is your appetite?"

"It's good." Yan Wuwei raised his chopsticks to eat a mouthful of bamboo shoots, and said, "Sir, are you dissatisfied?"

"I dare not, but I am an old friend of Yan Xiang. Since I am an old friend, I have a few words to say to Yan Xiang."

Yan Wuwei chewed the bamboo shoots carefully, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, and he took another sip of wine before he swallowed it, "Well, good bamboo shoots, good wine and good cooking skills."

"What does Prime Minister Yan think?"

Yan Wuwei asked back, "What do you think, sir?"

The man was taken aback, as if he hadn't expected Yan Wuwei to have such an unhurried attitude, he was at a loss for a while, and couldn't help but said anxiously, "Isn't Prime Minister Yan afraid that all nations will punish him?!"

"Punish it? Who is it? Is it Yan Wuwei or who?"

"Qin State—"

"Oh..." Yan Wuwei gently wiped his mouth with his juan hand, and said again, "Sir, you have been in Qin for ten years, don't you know that my Qin State has been established for a hundred years, not because of the country's wealth and people's power, but because of Qin in my hand A sword? I am the sharp soldier of the Great Qin, and the kingdoms of the world—who dares to compete with it?!"

"If one country doesn't dare, what about the seven countries? What about the ten countries? What about the twenty countries? Isn't Prime Minister afraid?" the man said aggressively.

"If I'm afraid, why would I enter Chu alone?"

"If you are not afraid, why did Crown Prince Qin follow?"

Yan Wuwei smiled softly, "Sir, do you want to touch me, Prince Qin?"

The man shook his head, "I just want to say a few words to Yan Xiang."

"Oh?"

"Master Yan, do you know what my king is planning now?"

"The king of Chu is not my king, and he did not sleep with Yan. How could Yan know what he was planning?"

The man was stunned, as if he didn't realize that...the words of Meng làng just now came from the mouth of this frail woman in front of him. He paused for a long time before he said helplessly, "Miss Yan...you are so..."

"how?"

Yan Wuwei's indifferent appearance reminded the man of the past many years ago. At that time, he was a traveling scholar, working as a teacher in a village next to Qianzhou County, earning not much. At that time, Qianzhou was still the territory of the current King Qin, and he managed the bitter cold place in an orderly manner when he was a teenager. At that time, King Qin was just a princess, and sometimes the weather was fine. Taking his entourage out of the city to play, that's how he got to know Yan Wuwei.