Inside Hu Fenglu's brothel.
Zhao Yan, Guo Kai, Han Cang and his party were celebrating, and there was an incomparably beautiful Hu prostitute sitting next to them.
This Hu prostitute is Lin Meier.
She was pouring wine for them in all kinds of ways, and just a small glance occasionally, her unrestrained and a little reserved gaze, completely captured Zhao Yan's soul.
Zhao Yan's face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was drunk or intoxicated.
He hugged Han Cang's body, which was no less pregnant than that of a woman, and raised his wine glass to clink glasses with Guo Kai, "Come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, come, for the great hero of my prince, for Guo Kai's unparalleled conspiracy, let's do it!"
Guo Kai smiled sincerely and followed suit.
"Ding--"
After the bronze wine bottles collided, Guo Kai was not in a hurry to drink, and said with emotion: "This is God's will. If Zhao Zheng hadn't suddenly left the palace and didn't come back in the evening, the two envoys from Qin would not have been able to find anyone."
"Then you can't lure them into a prostitute's parlor to have fun, and naturally you won't fall under Lin Meier's feet and fight for Lin Meier."
He continued: "The State of Zhao has been enemies with the State of Qin for generations. The bad deeds of the officials of the State of Qin are spread for thousands of miles. According to the fierceness of the people of the State of Zhao, we know that we still don't spit stars on our heads."
"At this time, if we take the opportunity to infiltrate our people and threaten their safety, if things don't work out and they may lose their lives, those two weaklings from Qin will run through the night with their heads on their backs."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Zhao Yan clapped his thighs and laughed heartily, "It's a great talent, a great talent!"
A pair of hands hugged his waist, and the feminine Han Cang leaned over, "It's not Guo Kai's business, it's obviously the king's bravery."
Zhao Yan felt comfortable after hearing this, kneaded it a few times and said, "Strategies, plans, and plans are only called plans if they are linked together."
"If this prince hadn't thought of this at that time, then Zhao Zheng would not be able to let the tiger go back to the mountain. Now it seems that even God is favoring me, Zhao Yan, hahahaha."
He drank another big gulp of deer wine, threw the can away, and instantly felt hot all over his body.
Guo Kai knew what he was thinking and intervened at the right time: "This thing can be accomplished because of Lin Mei'er's contribution. If merit is rewarded, Lin Mei'er should also receive a share."
"You, you."
Zhao Yan pointed his fingers with an expression of "You still understand me."
He pulled Lin Meier into his arms. Zhao Yan, half of his body was hugged by Han Cang, was so happy that he had nothing to add, "Reward, reward, reward! You all have a share!"
Guo Kai does not shy away from this matter, and he can comment on it when it is wonderful.
After Yun Yu's kindness, Zhao Yan put on a robe and stood up, his expression suddenly became slightly serious, "Guo Kai, there is always a thorn in my heart."
Guo Kai understood instantly: "Your Highness...but what about Zhao Zheng?"
"Yes, if Qin doesn't take him back this time, it will send someone sooner or later. If he comes back, I feel like something big will happen."
Zhao Yan pursed his lower lip and slapped the long case, "Why can't he die in our Zhao country? Why can't he die in Zhao country? Ah! Ah!"
The movement woke up Hancang Lin Meier, who was sleeping hugging each other on the collapse floor. They stood up in sweat, "Your Highness~Master~"
Zhao Yan turned around and shouted, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, national affairs are none of your business!"
Guo Kai thought quickly and came up with a plan, "We can't die in Zhao State, nor can we die in the hands of Zhao Bing. Your Highness, we might as well do this..."
He whispered a few words into Zhao Yan's ear, and Zhao Yan touched his chin and smiled, "You dare to think about this, but, yin! It's really yin."
*
Several forces in Zhao State are surging undercurrents, but Baitao has no idea about it.
She is only responsible for eating, drinking and having fun every day, making the vixen's little life happy. One day after the autumn rain, she got ready and went to look for Zhao Zheng with her brother in hand.
Zhao Zheng's chai door is still closed.
Baitao knew that Zhao Zheng had a habit of locking locks, so he just wanted to take his brother over the wall.
Brother A touched her head and knocked on the door.
"Knock knock knock."
This was the first time Baitao came in and knocked first. Being a little novel, she followed suit and knocked on the door.
The door opened and Zhao Zheng walked out. It was now autumn and the air was desolate, but he was still very thinly dressed.
Seeing the handsome silver-haired man standing outside the door, Zhao Zheng had also heard the rumors in the palace, but he still hesitated a little, "Who is your Excellency?"
Baitao said: "This is my brother."
Zhao Zheng welcomed them in, laid out straw mats and boiled a pot of hot water.
Zhao Zheng's family has only four walls, so Baitao brought this clay pot and tea cup to him from the Bai Mansion.
The moment Bai Tu took the tea cup into his hands, he realized that it was the one he had left on his case. He glanced at the little fox cub.
Baitao pretended to be "serious" and straightened the lace on her clothes.
Well, teacups grow legs.
It's none of her business.
Zhao Zheng sat next to her as usual and said to Bai Tu: "There is no tea at home, and the hospitality is poor. Don't be surprised."
Bai Tu hasn't spoken yet.
"It's okay, my brother doesn't like drinking tea." Baitao said quickly.
"..."
Bai Tu poked her with his finger, but he still didn't know what she was thinking, "Little guy."
"Hehe." Baitao smiled.
After sitting down, Zhao Zheng, as the host, asked at the right time: "Why do you want to see me?"
Bai Tu blew the hot water, and the thin mist covered his eyebrows, making his face unclear, "There is something wrong."
Zhao Zheng listened.
"Nineteen years ago, during the heavy snowfall in HD, my carriage was driving down the street in the middle of the night. The road slipped and rolled over. I was able to escape with your father's generous help."
"But at that time, he refused to leave his name and could not repay me. Only today did I find out who he was, and found out that he had a son, so I came here to repay this kindness."
Come to repay a favor?
Whether this is true or not, Bai Taomen is clear.
Nine years ago, they were still denning in the fox's cave. They were riding in a carriage and the carriage overturned.
But Zhao Zheng didn't know.
Nine years ago, he was only two years old and had no memory ability, but what the silver-haired man said was true.
I heard him say again, "I have thought deeply about teaching. Although I was born in the Yemen sect and have never mastered actual combat, I have made great achievements in the study of swordsmanship and formations. Among them, the art of war is even better. I went up to Zhou Dynasty. "Tai Gong Liu Dao" and "Sima Rangju's Art of War" from King Wu's period, down to "Thirteen Chapters on the Art of War", "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Wu Zi", "Sun Bin's Art of War" and "Sima's Art of War" are all familiar."
At the end, the silver-haired man got to the point, "If you are interested, I can teach you all these things."
Zhao Zheng was slightly startled.
These are new worlds that he has never been exposed to. What man doesn't want to learn everything and make great achievements in the future.
But his inherent vigilance kept him hesitant.
Baitao beside him immediately said ghostly: "Baitao pays homage to Master!"
As she said that, she bumped him with her elbow and said in a soft voice, "Master, you are so kind. You will not lose by becoming my disciple."
Facing her big moist eyes, Zhao Zheng pursed his lips and made up his mind.
He knelt down and was about to perform the apprenticeship ceremony, but Bai Tu stopped him. A human emperor gave him a great ceremony like a monster. I don't know if he wanted to shorten his life, "Preaching and teaching, but I never answer questions. Teach and then." Don’t teach.”
Teach without teaching.
What's the meaning?
After sitting down soon, Zhao Zheng understood the meaning. He actually took the lead in telling himself about the Battle of Changping, which was closely related to his situation.
The Battle of Changping lasted for three years. The leader of the Zhao State was Lian Po, but was replaced by Zhao Kuo by the Qin State. The leader of the Qin State, Bai Qi, deceived and killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers.
After the battle, although the Qin army was clearly victorious, both sides suffered losses.
At this point, the Zhao people hated the Qin people even more, and his situation as a hostage naturally fell into a bleak situation.
After listening to Bai Tu's story, Zhao Zheng pondered, "If the leader is not the armchair Zhao Kuo, but the experienced and steady Lian Po, the Battle of Changping may be rewritten, and it is not certain whether the battle will be fought or not." ."
Bai Tu was impressed by his keenness, but did not answer the question. Instead, he said, "In your opinion, after the prisoners of war were killed in the Battle of Changping, what do you think will happen to the future war situation?"
Zhao Zheng added: "After this battle, the war will probably become more intense, and it will be even more difficult to fight in the future."
"Then you don't think you should be trapped and killed?"
Bai Tu asked.
Four hundred thousand lives are so heavy. This wonderful battle that broke the long-term stalemate between Qin and Zhao is also a highlight in the overall history of the Warring States Period.
Is it something that he, a young master who has not yet started his career, can judge?
But Zhao Zheng was fearless: "Four hundred thousand strong and strong soldiers need to eat and drink. The daily consumption of food and grass is astronomical. If the Qin army gives it, they will not be full. This will create opportunities for them to fight back. If they don't give it, they will not be able to eat enough." , and can only starve to death.”
He added, "Bai Qi's murderous intent is too strong and his achievements are too high. If I were the king, I would lend his hand to kill him. He would kill him when he was ready, and he would also secretly get rid of a threatening general. It doesn't matter if the battle is difficult, after all These are the six countries that are not convinced. If you are not convinced, then come and fight."
He never put himself in the position of a courtier.
Quite unruly.
Bai Tu appreciated it, but didn't make any judgment.
Zhao Zheng now understood what he meant by teaching without teaching, and he bowed his hand respectfully. The topic ends here.
But she didn't know when Baitao had already turned her stomach in sleep. Next to Zhao Zheng was the wind vent, so she rested her head on her head with her little hands and huddled next to him, asking him to block the cold wind for her.
It felt good to be relied on. Zhao Zheng's dark eyes showed a little light and he gently touched her face with his hand.
As soon as his hand touched it, he noticed the gaze from the side.
From the side of his face, he could see the silver-haired man's eyes that concealed the wind and rain, but he suddenly restrained himself and became careless, "The little one loves to play, she keeps running to you these days, I'm afraid she'll disturb you."
Zhao Zheng retracted his fingertips and looked at Baitao's fair and rosy little face, "Don't bother me."
He enjoys company.
Sometimes he could even feel that Baitao was as lonely as himself.
Bai Tu picked up the little guy and said, "Let's go. I will teach you something at this time every day from now on."
He turned and left. Baitao was sleeping and hadn't said goodbye yet. As night fell, dark shadows gradually enveloped Zhao Zheng, making him feel a little chilly.
Zhao Zheng also likes to hear Baitao say goodbye. Goodbye means that he will see him again.
Like separation, there will be overlap. It always makes him look forward to the arrival of dawn.
The next day, the white peach really came bouncing.
She brought back her brother, and Zhao Zheng learned that her brother was the White Immortal of Zhao State, and his real name was Bai Tu.
Bai Tu handed him the two bamboo slips in his hand, "I have read "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and Sun Bin's "Sun Bin's Art of War" by heart."
Zhao Zheng took it.
He wanted to hear Baitao take the initiative to talk to him for a while, but Baitao saw that his brother had something important to do with him, so he walked away obediently.
He was a little lost.
Zhao Zheng is reading and Bai Tu is teaching.
Baitao was watching silently from the side. When Brother A was teaching, he spoke only a few words, and his tone was very serious, and his face was very cold.
Zhao Zheng would always ask what was on his mind at the right time, but Brother A remained silent.
After watching it a few times, Baitao couldn't tell whether Brother A was getting along well with his friend.
But she also felt that Brother A was right not to say what he thought.
After all, fairies are fairies and humans are humans. We are in different places, so our thoughts are also different.
Brother has taught her since she was little that she can play as a goblin and make trouble as she pleases. She should always put herself first and deal with anyone who doesn't like it. She must not suffer any loss anyway.
However, being a human being is subject to various worldly perspectives. We must abide by benevolence, justice, propriety, wisdom, and trust, and we must also classify people into superior and inferior people, civilians and nobles.
If you are unfortunate enough to be a woman, it may be even worse. You will be divided into wives and concubines, and men will have the final say in everything.
Baitao was glad that she was a vixen.
She is not a human being.
Bai Tu was flipping through the slips, and seeing her in a daze, he asked, "Are you bored?"
"Well..." Baitao shook his head, "Don't worry, I'm very good and won't disturb you."
The corners of his lips curved slightly and he rubbed her head: "I'll send you back because I'm afraid it'll be boring. There are slaves in the Bai Mansion for your entertainment. Recently, my brother also selected a few in the slave market who are good at juggling. Let's take a look first when we go back. Look, huh?"
Zhao Zheng was taking notes, and when he heard that she was about to leave, the tip of his pen froze for a moment.
"Not going."
Baitao shook his head again, "I'll stay here."
Zhao Zheng's strokes began to flow smoothly.
The aura of the Human Emperor is indeed attractive to fairies, because it is an excellent supplement for cultivation.
Bai Tu didn't force it, he just took her out to cut down two trees, split the wooden boards, and then made a swing with thick hemp rope.
"Come on, try it."
He knew she liked heights, so he made the swing higher.
Baitao was nervous and excited and was hugged and seated by her brother. When she was pushed up into the air, she felt that the blue sky and white clouds were so within reach. She couldn't help but said coquettishly: "Brother, push it up a little higher, a little higher."
Bai Tu leaned on her lovingly, "Okay, hold on tight."
"Alas--"
Baitao grabbed the swing rope and felt the flying wind, "Higher, brother, I want to be higher."
"Little guy, I'm really unsatisfied."
"Brother is the best."
When Baitao was still a fox cub, she would run around all over the mountains and fields. When she had enough running, she would longingly look at the birds flying in the sky, thinking that it would be great if she could fly.
So she asked her brother, "Brother, why can birds fly but we foxes can't fly?"
Brother A said: "Because when the Creator created all things, he stipulated that foxes cannot fly."
"Why is it stipulated like this? Can it not be stipulated like this?"
"The rules are like this. All things need to be balanced, and the rules cannot be broken. As for wanting to fly, little guy, you will be able to fly naturally after you become a god."
"Then how can I become a god?"
"You have to cultivate the Nine Tails and obtain the godhood, then you can become a god. After becoming a god, you can roam the vastness of the sky and the vastness of the sea."
So Baitao changed from his desire to fly to his desire to become a god.
But my brother said that after a group of people became gods in the Shang Dynasty, the masters were already saturated, and the human race and demon race that practiced them also declined, and no more cultivators could become gods.
It is true to say that he is unwilling to give in, but no matter how unwilling he is, Baitao can only work hard and "train hard", hoping that he will become an immortal fox in the future.
But cultivation is never that easy. My brother has only been able to cultivate the Seven Tails in a long time.
She has been practicing for a hundred years, but she still doesn't have two tails, and her plan to become a god is far away.
But now Baitao has taken it lightly. Does it matter whether she becomes a god or not? As long as her brother stays by her side, well... plus Zhao Zheng, he is a good friend.
"Brother, brother. Higher."
As it was thrown into the sky again and again, Baitao felt more and more satisfied with her life now, and happily expressed her joy, "Brother, brother, I like you so much."
The little fox cub's love has never been hidden. Bai Tu smiled slightly when he heard this and said in a low voice: "You spend so much time on cultivation, that's why you like my brother."
The little fox cub's expression immediately became depressed, "Brother, can you like it in another way? This is too heavy."
"Ha ha."
Bai Tu was amused by her.
Zhao Zheng, who was reading military literature next to him, came over. He looked at the bright and clear girl on the swing and said to Bai Tu: "Sir, my arms are strong, I can push higher."
Hearing this, Bai Tu paused his hands and his face changed slightly.
This was the first time a mortal had intervened between the siblings.
