Mrs. Qin Xiangguo

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Li Mu died in battle, and Zhao Guo no longer had the strength to resist the Qin army.

It took only two months for General Wang Jian to break through Handan and kill Zhao Wangyan and Xiang Guo Guo Kai.

The Qin army established Handan County in Zhao State, and set up a stele and a spiritual tablet of General Li Mu in Jingxing, and brought back Chunpinghou, the former prince who was dispatched to remote areas by King Yan of Zhao.

Similar to the situation in South Korea, the former prince Chunpinghou retained the title of marquis, but his nominal position was that of the county guard.

Even if the county guard is just a false name, the Qin State established the post of military governor in Zhao, and the real power is in the hands of the Qin people.

It's night, Xianyang Lu Mansion.

It's all settled.Zhao Weizhen went to court during the day, and had private talks with Qin Wangzheng in the afternoon, and it was already evening when he returned home.

She took a jug of steamed wine and went to the yard.It was the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and the moon overhead was as bright as day, and when it was reflected in the night, it was as dark as a piece of flat cloth.Zhao Weizhen sat upright in front of the long table under the tree, and slowly poured the clear wine from the jug into the wine vessel.

But Zhao Weizhen didn't take a sip.

Facing the direction of Handan, she spilled the wine in the glass.

"The first cup is for my father." Zhao Weizhen whispered.

The people of Zhao Liang were buried in Xianyang, but Zhao Weizhen sent the coffin and his belongings to Handan.His father is from the state of Zhao. His family is in Handan, and all his relatives and friends are in Handan.

Zhao Weizhen does not believe in ghosts and gods, but people in this era believe in them.

Assuming there are ghosts and gods, Zhao Weizhen still hopes that his father can reunite with his old friends and live a good life underground.

"The second cup is for General Li Mu."

Another glass of wine, the liquid spilled into the air, reflecting the mottled moonlight, and then fell to the ground at the speed of light.

When the news of Li Mu's death came, Zhao Weizhen was not surprised at all.

She was not sad, and even somewhat relieved—Li Mu in history, because he refused Zhao Wangyan's transfer order, was killed by a traitor, and designed to trap and kill.

Wen died to remonstrate and Wu died to fight. He fought all his life and finally died on the battlefield. This is an honor for a soldier.

Li Mu defended his dignity and ambition with his death, which is much better than dying in a court struggle according to historical records.

What's more, Zhao Weizhen believes that Li Mu also knows what will happen to him.

She persuaded.The first time I invited you warmly, the second time I wanted to spread the future on the table.Li Mu knew very well in his heart that he knew the consequences of his choice.

So even though Zhao Weizhen was a little sad after hearing the news, it was more of admiration and embarrassment.

If not, Li Mu would not have become a famous Li Mu in history.

"The third cup..."

Only then did Zhao Weizhen bring the wine vessel to his mouth.

She took a sip lightly, and instead of rushing to drink, she raised her head slowly.

The moon above the head is round and bright, regardless of the vicissitudes of the battlefield, regardless of the ulterior motives in the court.Some people are born, some people die, the country prospers and the country perishes, and times change, this touch of the moon will never change.

In the pre-Qin period, it looked like this; in the 21st century, it is still the same.

For a while, Zhao Weizhen was deeply moved.

She slowly drank the steamed wine in the wine vessel, and just as she dropped the glass, she heard deliberately light footsteps behind her.

Zhao Weizhen turned his head slightly, before he could see who was coming, Lu Buwei hugged her from behind.

For so many years, Zhao Weizhen can distinguish his voice just by listening to his footsteps.

"Did Weizhen drink too?" Lu Buwei whispered.

Zhao Weizhen turned his head and looked at Lu Buwei.

The man lowered his eyes slightly, his usually clear eyes were now covered with a layer of mist.There was also a faint smell of alcohol on his body, coupled with the lingering laziness in his tone, he seemed more or less drunk.

If not, he wouldn't have hugged her directly outside.

"How much did you drink?" Zhao Weizhen asked.

"Not much."

Very rare.Zhao Weizhen thought to himself, who in the world would dare to drink Lu Buwei's wine?He is the majestic Prime Minister of the Qin State, and now one person is under one man and over ten thousand people.

"Weizhen is drinking today..."

Lu Buwei turned his head sideways, his lips brushed against Zhao Weizhen's temples: "Is it for a man, or for the country?"

Zhao Weizhen laughed out loud.

"What about you?" She asked, "For people, or for the country?"

"Both." Lu Buwei didn't think twice.

He raised his arm lightly, and his bony fingers rubbed against Zhao Weizhen's face, and his fingertips with a thin layer of calluses finally rested on her soft lower lip.Lu Buwei pressed it lightly, dipped some steamed wine that she didn't have time to wipe off, and then put it in his mouth.

"Sure enough," Lu Buwei said with a smile, "Weizhen likes to add honey to wine."

Zhao Weizhen didn't speak.

She looked at him quietly until Lu Buwei's deliberate smile faded away: "I have to Xie Weizhen."

"Thanks for what?"

"Buwei advocated intercourse and killed Li Mu, Weizhen did not pursue it." Lu Buwei said hoarsely.

Zhao Weizhen snorted, but didn't laugh.

"It wasn't you who killed Li Mu." Her tone was cold in the night sky: "It was King Zhao who killed Li Mu."

In the whole world, there are countless things that use alienation to calculate others, and even Lu Buwei almost fell into the trap of Yan State.But whether it will be successful or not depends on what the parties think?

Yan Guo wants to use the ten cities in Hejian to separate King Qin and Lu Buwei, and Lu Buwei can recall it with a reminder, why can't King Zhao do it?

Zhao Guo is a big sieve, with so many loopholes, no wonder Qin Guo wants to poke a few more holes.

"At least he died in battle, and he deserved it." Zhao Weizhen said calmly, "There is no room for personal favors between countries. Since the king took the throne, Qin has repeatedly resorted to countermeasures, so it may not be necessary to spare Li Mu."

In other words, if Lu Buwei had to consider Zhao Weizhen's mood when acting for Qin, then she would look down on him instead.

"But."

Lu Buwei's words lingered in Zhao Weizhen's ears: "Buwei has selfish intentions."

Zhao Weizhen sneered: "What are you doing selfishly?"

Lu Buwei: "Don't ask me what is my selfishness?"

Zhao Weizhen looked up at him.

The four eyes met under the night, and his eyes contained the bright moon in the sky.Lu Buwei still had a faint smile on his face: "Buwei knows that if I don't do it, Weizhen will eventually do it."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to his chest.

"Ke Weizhen has a conscience." Lu Buwei said.

"The old friend's love, father's will, even if Weizhen doesn't say it, Buwei knows that these things are on Weizhen's heart." He said softly: "Whenever Weizhen thinks about it, he will be dragged into condemnation by his own conscience. "

The fingertips resting on his chest turned to Zhao Weizhen.

Lu Buwei's fingers paused on her skirt, but they didn't really touch it.

"It's okay," he said in a low voice, so low that there was no smile at all, "I'll do it."

The man's face was so close, Zhao Weizhen could even feel the tremor of his breathing clearly transmitted to his side.The bright moon in his eyes is noble and bright, but at night, when Lu Buwei is not smiling, what stands out is only meaningful.

"You come to be a pure and innocent Xia Yangjun who is dedicated to Qin," Lu Buwei said, "Isn't it good for me to bear these infamy?"

Zhao Weizhen tilted his head.

She looked at Lu Buwei with a serious face, and couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

"Lu Buwei," Zhao Weizhen felt amused, "Are you touching yourself?"

However, even if I am moved by myself, the sun is coming out from the west!

The premise of self-moving is that he knows that he has paid and does not intend to ask for anything in return-just this beginning is rare enough for Lu Buwei.

He is Lu Buwei, there is no one in the world who is more calculating than him!

"Since that's the case, keep going and do more things that don't count on rewards." Zhao Weizhen said: "Not for me, but for Qin."

Lu Buwei hooked the corner of his mouth.

He didn't respond to Zhao Weizhen's teasing, his eyes still caught her.

"Is Wei Zhen afraid of my death?" He asked.

If it weren't for the inappropriate atmosphere, Zhao Weizhen might really roll his eyes: "I'm more afraid that you will cause trouble for me. It doesn't matter if you hurt me, don't hurt your daughters."

Lu Buwei's hand that was always on Zhao Weizhen's waist () stretched forward, and he held her in his arms.The faint smell of alcohol blended () on the two of them, and he bowed his head lightly as if taking advantage of this drunkenness, and buried his head into Zhao Weizhen's neck.

His face had been repaired by going out during the day, but at night a light stubble had grown. His face rubbed () against the back of Zhao Weizhen's neck, which was painful and itchy.

"Still didn't answer me."

He whispered vaguely, his lips pressed against Zhao Weizhen's skin, trembling slightly: "Is Weizhen afraid of me dying?"

Zhao Weizhen: "Is it good for me if you die?"

Lu Buwei laughed out loud.

His throat twitched, trembling even more, and itching more.Zhao Weizhen flinched a little, but Lu Buwei was eager to post it again.

The man was much taller than her, and he insisted on curling up and bowing his head, entangled Zhao Weizhen like a bony beast.

"In the past you asked me why, now it's my turn to ask you, Weizhen."

Lu Buwei embraced her, pillowed on her shoulder, wrapped him around him, gentle and aggressive.

"If I die, will you be afraid?"

Zhao Weizhen didn't speak.

A moment of silence spread.

Her silence did not offend Lu Buwei, but the man's emotions were like the bright moon in the sky, silently lighting up inch by inch.

Lu Buwei sighed, with a sincere smile in his voice.

It wasn't hypocrisy, it wasn't perfunctory politeness, it wasn't the shallow smirk that he wanted to sew on that fair face that would never be shaken.

Zhao Weizhen couldn't see his face, his eyes were staggered, and Lu Buwei's face was hidden between her temple hair and neck.

But she could clearly feel his pride and joy.

"You don't know how to answer." Lu Buwei said.

Then the man looked up.

He hugged her and looked at her, where was the drunkenness in his eyes?Zhao Weizhen originally thought he was going to say something, but Lu Buwei didn't say anything, but suddenly exerted force around her arm.

Lu Buwei hugged Zhao Weizhen.

Zhao Weizhen was startled by the sudden vacation, and couldn't help but sneer: "Is this a murder with wine today?"

"Murder?"

Lu Buwei blinked slyly: "I haven't started the 'murder' yet, why is Weizhen so anxious?"

Zhao Weizhen: "You—"

Before she could speak, there were hurried footsteps outside the courtyard.

"Ma'am, lord uh—"

Wei Xing entered the backyard with his front foot, and saw Lu Buwei hugging Zhao Weizhen with his back foot, how he raised his foot in mid-air and then put it back again.

"I'll wait for you two outside!" Wei Xing immediately turned around with his head bowed.

"Need not."

Lu Buwei was willing to let go of Zhao Weizhen.

At night on weekdays, if there is no urgent matter, even Wei Xing and Wei Sheng would not come to disturb the couple.So Lu Buwei didn't say anything to blame, but just asked with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

Wei Xing wished he could tear out his own eyes.

My bosses rushed over to see the scene when you and I were together, this can't be described as embarrassing, okay?Wei Xing's scalp is about to explode!

But his scalp was numb, Wei Xing still displayed his strong professionalism, and answered neatly: "There is news from the palace that Mrs. Mi...is about to give birth."