The bright moonlight is shining brightly, and the silvery cold color shines on the heavily guarded Xianyang Palace, complementing each other.
Chenggong Palace.
Dozens of three-foot-long bee candles with bright orange glow.
Every pillar and every floor tile in the palace is clearly illuminated, and even a hair cannot be hidden.
An eight or nine-year-old child was sitting on the ground in the palace. In front of him, there were a lot of colorful transparent beads.
It is actually not appropriate to say that they are transparent beads, because these transparent beads are irregular. They don't have that smooth curved surface, and they don't have a perfect spherical shape.
Some are slightly bulging into transparent oval beads, and some have one or more defects, making them look like defective products.
The children only picked up one transparent ball at a time, holding it up with their little hands, and placed it under the bright candlelight to observe the color inside.
He looked at twenty-seven or eight people in a row, and judging from the wrinkled expressions, he seemed to find none that he was satisfied with.
"Mom, please don't steal the glass balls that I haven't seen. You can take them here. I've seen them all here." The child looked helpless and put his little hand on his side and stretched it out secretly. A jade hand.
The owner of the jade hand had big eyes with sparkling eyes. He was obviously called Amu by children, but his expression seemed to be more childlike than a child, and he was very cunning.
Her appearance is extraordinary beauty.
The big eyes were fluttering, and the upper eyelashes were brushing back and forth like two small fans.
Open your mouth and gently bite the shell teeth, full of girlish charm.
It is hard to imagine a woman who gave birth to children who are seven or eight years old.
I don’t see much maternal aura around me, but I am full of childishness.
"Damn it, I'm obviously very careful, why did you see me again? Xiao'er, you have so many glass beads, why don't you show your filial piety to my mother?"
The woman was caught stealing, but she didn't show any shame. Instead, he beat him up and asked his son confidently.
As he spoke, his other hand began to touch the pile of glass beads that the children had not seen.
The child hurriedly leaned forward to protect the pile of glass beads that he had not seen yet, and said in a dumbfounded voice: "It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's because I haven't finished reading this pile yet. Mom, go to the pile I've finished reading." pick."
"No, I'm going to pick from this pile. Get up, I'm your mother, please give me some space."
The woman went to pull the child away, trying to take the child away so that she could pick out the pile of glass beads where the child was lying.
Mom, what kind of glass beads do you want to choose? If you are looking for something with a nice color, there are obviously a lot of them in the pile of glass beads I picked out, so why do you keep messing with me!
The child was about to be pissed off by his mother, so he hugged the woman's arms with his small body, raised his face and said: "Mom, there are many, go over there and pick."
The woman curled her lips, turned her head in an arrogant manner, and said, "You don't want that pile, and I don't want what you don't want either."
Children:……
I think grandma can choose. She doesn’t seem to have any selection criteria.
Let’s just say that grandma doesn’t know how to choose. She can get to the essence of the problem.
Seeing that the child was speechless.
The woman's big eyes began to twinkle again, her evil intentions never giving up. He held the small pile of glass beads with both hands that had not been seen by children.
Judging from his movements, it seemed that he was planning to pack up all the glass beads and go back to look for them slowly.
"Mom, don't ruin my life! If you steal my glass beads again, I will go to my father to complain!"
"Come on, you can sue me too!"
"What are you suing for? I didn't steal anything from you."
"Why didn't you snatch it?" The woman patted the child's head and said, "You snatched my milk from me when you were a child, but you didn't recognize it when you grew up?"
"Mom, you are so childish."
The woman pulled the child to stand up. The child was only as high as the woman's thin waist.
The woman stretched out her palms to compare the height of the child, and then compared her own height, and said: "You see, you are only so small. I am already so big. How can you call me childish?"
At this moment, the palace door was pushed open forcefully.
A man wearing a crown of heaven and a black Qin King's crown strode into the palace with his head held high.
"Haha, don't bully the lonely little King Qin!"
Before the man arrives, the voice arrives first.
He picked up the child and lifted the child high, even higher than the woman.
"Now our little King Qin is older."
The woman was outdone and looked unhappy. She pouted and said, "Your Majesty is partial."
The child surpassed the woman with the help of the man, but he also looked unhappy and pouted: "Childish!"
The man looked at the woman, the child's two pouty little mouths, and the majestic face in the court, with an unstoppable smile.
"Hahahahahaha, the mother is not like the mother, the son is not like the son, only the father is like the father! Little King Qin, you have been playing with the Mo family, Gongshujia and the others these days. If you don't come and listen to the officials' performance, There is a lot of slack in government affairs. If you are so greedy for pleasure, when will Qin be able to unify the world?"
The man is the King of Qin, Ying Zichu.
The women are Concubine Yingzi, Concubine Han, Concubine Han, and Concubine Han.
The child is the son of Ying Zichu and Han Ji, and everyone in the court calls him Young Master Xi, and Ying Cheng Xi.
"Your Majesty, the words Xiao Qin Wang are inappropriate."
Behind Ying Zichu, there were two people.
A man with a simple and honest face was wearing a black official uniform. Judging from its style and the patterns embroidered on it, in the Qin State, only the prime minister could wear it.
This man is none other than Lu Buwei, the Prime Minister of the Qin State, Wen Xinhou, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people.
Xiangbang is the highest civil official position in the Qin State.
When the Qin State had a prime minister, there was no prime minister. The prime minister was in charge of all affairs of the Qin State, and his power was boundless.
Now it was Lu Buwei who was speaking to dissuade him.
"What's wrong? It'll happen sooner or later. I got my position as King of Qin by Xiao'er, so what if I call him Little King of Qin?"
"In the Qin State, whoever dares to cause trouble for Young Master Cheng, I, Meng Wu, will be the first to respond."
The second person following King Qin shouted loudly.
He is wearing armor and has a heroic appearance. It was Meng Wu, the leader of this generation of the Meng family, the first military family in the Great Qin Dynasty.
"Father, let me down."
Ying Chengyu felt so ashamed.
As an adult, he was held high in front of two ministers, Meng Wu and Lu Buwei.
"Hahaha, Xiao'er, how can a king be always ashamed? You should say, father, I want to be taller! Meng Wu, pick up the little King of Qin!"
As Ying Zichu said this, he threw Ying Chenglong into the air and threw it to Meng Wu.
"only!"
Meng Wu shouted loudly with great momentum, stepped forward three steps, and held the moon in his arms to catch Ying Chenglong.
Although he was wearing armor, his power control was exquisite. When he caught Ying Cheng's dragon, it didn't even feel the slightest bit of pain.
But Ying Chengyu, an adult, was teased like this by two people. His body didn't hurt, but his heart hurt like hell!
I'm tired!
Destroy it!
Lu Buwei stood next to him with a smile on his face and shook his head gently.
His dissuasion just now had no other intention. He was simply doing his duty as a courtier.
In terms of loving and caring for Ying Chengyu, he is no better than Meng Wu who is afraid of hurting Ying Chengyu at all.
Huh? What's dazzling my eyes?
Lu Buwei's head moved as he shook his head, feeling something shine in his eyes.
He looked down and saw colorful beads of different colors on the ground.
He was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look. The more he looked, the more shocked he looked.
He took a step involuntarily, suddenly came to his senses, stopped hurriedly, and turned to look at Ying Zichu.
This is Chengyu Palace, and he has not yet asked King Qin whether he can move it.
What caught Lu Buwei's eyes was Ying Chengyu, who looked hopeless and wrinkled, resigned to his fate.
Ying Zichu and Meng Wu were having fun by throwing Ying Cheng around like a sandbag.
And Han Ji, who was very excited next to her, shouting "throw it higher" from time to time.
"Tomorrow, bring your Meng Tian and Meng Yi to the palace to have some fun with Xiu'er."
"No, no, my two sons are naughty. They only know how to dance with spears and sticks, but they are useless. But we dare not lead him to become Young Master, and make him become a big deal by mistake."
"No, yes, let's look familiar. If we haven't known each other since we were young, how can we be able to work for Xiu'er in the future?"
"Your Majesty, you are worried. Apart from Mr. Cheng, who else in the Qin Dynasty is qualified to inherit the throne?"
"That's true. I'm just in a hurry. I'm not in a hurry to train followers for Xiu'er."
"Haha, Your Majesty is too worried. Everyone in the Qin Kingdom is a member of Mr. Xiu's party!"
When Lu Buwei listened to the two people's words, he felt that he was a little bit cautious just now.
After coming to Qin for so long, he still can't get used to the Qin people's customs - the king is not the king, the minister is not the minister, how can he be so casual!
"Your Majesty!" Lu Buwei shouted loudly.
It doesn't work if you don't raise your voice. Ying Zichu and Meng Wu's voices over there are very loud. If they speak lower, Ying Zichu will never hear them.
"Can I take a closer look at the thing that has become Young Master Xi?"
"Kekeke! Mengwu, do you have a girl in your family? Let's get married."
"The king made a promise! There is no going back on this, I will work hard in the future!"
"Then you should hurry up. If it's a few years later, your baby girl won't be able to become a queen."
Lu Buwei stood stunned for three seconds.
Suddenly, I understood why Ying Chengyu looked unhappy.
What kind of country is Qin?
Putting those distracting thoughts out of his mind, Lu Buwei walked towards the two piles of balls that reflected the light of his eyes.
He leaned down, picked up an orange one, and looked at it carefully in the candlelight.
After a while, the shocked look in his eyes became ten times stronger than before.
"Peerless colored glaze!" Lu Buwei said in a trembling voice.
Then he lowered his head, picked up another red one, and looked at it carefully under the candlelight again.
Apart from the slight difference in color and shape, the two pieces are made of exactly the same material and the quality is almost the same.
"This one is the same! This one is also peerless!"
Lu Buwei took one round bead after another and illuminated it under the candlelight. The worst round bead among them, in Lu Buwei's opinion, was also a top-grade colored glaze.
Before Lu Buwei was a guest of Yingzi Chumen, he was a famous businessman all over the world.
Lu's Chamber of Commerce is spread all over the world and is rich in rare treasures from all over the world. Lu Buwei has never seen any rare objects.
His accuracy in identifying treasures is definitely among the best in the world.
There are very few people who can rival him, and he has always been very proud of his ability to appraise treasures.
But today, Lu Buwei doubted himself.
Because he had never seen such a pile of peerless glazed beads.
Even though he had authenticated them, he still felt that he had made a mistake and that these peerless glazed beads were not real.
You have to make him believe that these are truly peerless glass beads.
Unless all the peerless glazed beads in the world have wings and fly to Chengxi Palace.
"Xiangbang knows how to pick glass beads?" Han Ji trotted over and said with a happy face.
"Glass beads? Concubine Han calls these glass beads?" Lu Buwei said hurriedly.
Liuli has many other names, such as Miao Lin, Langxuan, Lu Lin, Liulin, glass, medicinal jade, jar jade, etc., but there is no such name as glass.
"Of course, that's what Xiao'er is called. Mr. Xiangbang has seen all the rare things in the world, and he must be the best at picking out treasures. Please choose the best glass bead for me from this pile."
Yes, I really misjudged it. This thing is glass, not colored glaze.
This world is so wonderful. There are two things that are so similar that they are almost exactly the same. Even I can't find the difference.
However, I have learned the Tao, how many people in this world can distinguish the authenticity of the two?
If I were to make glass and sell it as glass, I would be able to pass it off as real.
To be sure, one piece of colored glass is mixed with five pieces of glass. When the time comes, the real thing will become real, and the fake will also become real. Qin will be rich!
Lu Buwei's originally calm heart was beating violently, but he didn't show it on his face.
Instead, he followed Han Jiyu's finger and looked at the small pile of glass beads that Ying Chengyu had not seen before, and then he looked at the large pile.
Lu Buwei identified the glass beads according to the identification method. It was obvious that the quality of small piles was not as good as that of large piles.
"With my eyesight, if you want to choose the best glass, no, glass beads, the quality of that pile is better."
"No, no, no, that pile is not good." Han Ji shook her head and denied Lu Buwei without even thinking about it.
Lu Buwei was denied in the field he was best at, but he did not have any negative emotions. He is a thoughtful person with excellent character.
"My method of identification is to use the glass method. Since this object is glass, my method must not be applicable. I dare to ask Concubine Han, how to identify the quality of these glass beads, and why this small pile is better than that large pile. ?”
Concubine Han pointed at Ying Cheng, who was still being treated as a sandbag, and said: "I don't know either, but the big one is what Xiong'er doesn't want, and the small one is what Xiong'er hasn't seen yet. This glass bead was made by Xiu'er, He must know which one is better and which one is worse."
"It turns out that it was created by Master Cheng." Lu Buwei's heart beat harder and harder. Looking at Ying Cheng's bitter gourd face, it was like looking at a bitter gourd-shaped golden mountain.
Although this thing is glass, not colored glaze. But if it can be manufactured in batches, Qin will be able to make a lot of money before distinguishing the difference between glass and colored glaze.
Master Cheng Yu invented this thing, God bless the Qin Dynasty!
If the Qin Dynasty has a successful son, how can the six kingdoms have their destiny?
After finishing his echoing words, Lu Buwei suddenly realized something. He turned his head suddenly without any etiquette, stared at Han Ji with a flushed face and said: "Han, Han, what Concubine Han just said was colored glaze, not glass. Is that a mistake?" ?”
Han Ji took a step back with some fear, and said repeatedly: "I didn't make a mistake. Didn't Xiangbang just say the word "glass"? This object is actually a glass bead, and it was Xi'er who insisted on calling it a glass bead. I listened to it for a long time, Just call it like a cricket."
This object is originally a glass bead.
Han Ji's words were like a wedge, driving deeply into Lu Buwei's mind.
Glass is colored glaze... This thing is real colored glaze!
It was no longer possible for Lu Buwei to conceal his inner state. His face was red and his ears were red, and his breathing was rapid.
He turned his head and looked at King Qin and Meng Wu who were still having fun throwing Ying Chengyu around, and became furious.
Like an angry bull, he charged forward without any image.
"You two bastards! Put down Young Master Cheng! Quickly put down Young Master Cheng!"
Ying Zichu lost one of his shoes when he saw it, and stood between the two of them to prevent them from continuing. The disheveled Lu Buwei stood in between them.
Thinking of the last time I saw Lu Buwei acting so rude, it was when they were being chased by the Zhao State and escaping from the Zhao State, I couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, this is the lonely Prime Minister Bang Xie? No! This is the merchant surnamed Lu who escaped from Handan!"
"Hahaha, Xiangbang said in the past that we were barbaric, why are we like this today? Today, Xiangbang looks like a Qin man!" Meng Wu hugged Ying Chenglong and also laughed.
Lu Buwei ignored the two men's teasing at all.
Taking three steps at a time, he carefully stepped forward and gently took Ying Chengyu out of Meng Wu's arms. He called out softly in a tone that was afraid of scaring a three-year-old child: "Master Chengyu."
Ying Chengyu ignored Lu Buwei and sat on the ground, sulking with a cold face.
He was so angry now that no one wanted to talk to him.
His body is nine years old, but his mind is not nine years old.
He is a time traveler, and a car accident left him in a state of confusion.
When he was conscious again, he was in Han Ji's belly.
Counting the thirty years old in his previous life, he should be thirty-nine years old now.
Any thirty-nine-year-old adult would not be happy if he was thrown around like a sandbag and played like this by Ying Zichu and Meng Wu for a cup of tea.
Lu Buwei saw that Ying Chengyu was ignoring him and was so anxious that he circled around Ying Chengyu.
When Ying Zichu saw this, his smile faded and he frowned.
"Xiao'er, how could you be so rude to Xiangbang?"
As he spoke, he stepped towards Ying Chengyu and asked Ying Chengyu to apologize to Lu Buwei.
Lu Buwei turned his head and stared at King Qin angrily, his eyes clearly saying, it's not all the king's fault!
At that time, the King of Qin was not called Ying Zichu, but Ying Yiren.
When Ying Yiren was a hostage in Zhao State. Lu Buwei took a fancy to Ying Yiren at first sight and joined Ying Yiren's family.
At that time, Lu Buwei was already a famous businessman all over the world, so doing so was tantamount to lowering his status.
Someone asked him why he left so many princes and nobles to seek refuge with a powerless abandoned son?
Lu Buwei replied: "This is a strange thing to live in."
At that time, people regarded Lu Buwei as crazy.
However, Lu Buwei went his own way and really regarded Ying Yiren as his lord, and has been working hard for Ying Yiren to return to Qin.
Finally, before Zhao State was about to kill Ying Yiren, they got the news and escorted Ying Yiren from Zhao State to Qin State overnight.
After returning to Qin, Ying Yiren changed his name to Ying Zichu. In the end, he succeeded in becoming the king of Qin. Lu Buwei's many years of investment finally paid off and he became the prime minister of Qin.
As a merchant, he became the prime minister of a country.
Lu Buwei is the only person in the world who exercises supreme power.
Although the reward Ying Zichu gave Lu Buwei was not small.
But Lu Buwei's kindness to Ying Zichu for rebuilding and saving his life was even greater.
Therefore, Lu Buwei was angry for the first time in several years, which made Ying Zichu, the King of Qin, a little embarrassed and stopped.
King Qin was secretly surprised.
What happened to Xiangbang today?
In the past, we didn't encourage orphans to encourage others to grow, and we doted on crickets.
How come you are more spoiled than Gu today?
Lu Buwei saw that Ying Zichu stopped and turned his head, and all the fierceness on his face turned into a smile.
How sweet is that smile? If there were bees flying here, they could reach his face to collect honey.
In the huge Chengyu Palace, one could only hear the unparalleled and powerful prime minister speaking cautiously, whispering and flatteringly: "Little King Qin."
"Pfft!" Meng Wu quickly covered his mouth, with a look on his face like he'd seen a ghost.
"Cough cough cough cough cough!"
King Qin kept coughing, as if he suddenly suffered from severe asthma.
Han Ji...
This biological mother of Ying Chengyu was so sneaky that she put the small pile of glass balls that Ying Chengyu had not seen into her pocket.
PS: This chapter has more than 5,000 words. Could you please give me a monthly pass?
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