"Lü Buwei, a humble minister, pays homage to His Royal Highness."
Standing still with slight steps, the old man with gray hair on the temples wearing a heavy official uniform bowed respectfully to Ying Zheng outside the gate.
Seeing this scene, Ying Zheng in the study was shocked. He quickly got up, ran away, and helped Lu Buwei up.
"Father Zhong, please get up quickly! Why are you and I so indifferent?"
Under the moonlight, the old man's white hair was floating gently, his old eyes were shining with wisdom, and he had a peaceful smile on his face.
"Your Highness, you're welcome."
Following Ying Zheng into the study, the fragrance of tea overflowed, and the surrounding area was filled with the elegant aroma of light bamboo. The maid had already prepared the water respectfully, and Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng took their seats one after another.
The candlelight was dimly lit, and Lu Buwei looked at the tall bamboo slips in front of Ying Zheng's desk, a little surprised, "It's so late at night, is your highness still studying hard?"
Ying Zheng shook his head slightly and said with a wry smile: "I am dissatisfied with Father Zhong. After all, these books are still quite noisy and cannot be read. Compared with these books, Zheng'er still likes martial arts a little more."
"Your Majesty, what you said is so modest." Lu Buwei straightened his waist and wore a thick embroidered gold robe calmly and plainly. With a happy and peaceful smile on his face, he said with some emotion, "The former young master who was learning to speak in politics in Zhao Kingdom Your Highness, you have grown up now and will eventually become a wise king."
"What's the matter? Zheng'er is still too young now. Even after he ascends the throne, it will take a long time to become a wise king. In the process, he still needs to rely on his father for help. "
Ying Zheng shook his head and said helplessly: "And I am not afraid of Father Zhong's ridicule. Compared to the complicated and complicated government affairs with too many trivial matters, Zheng'er still prefers to learn more about martial arts? By the way, this is the long sword that Zheng'er first forged with his own hands. , according to Zhongfu’s original teachings, I gave the name to Qin, what is Zhongfu’s intention?”
Ying Zheng took off the Ding Qin sword and handed it to Lu Buwei for viewing.
"Ding Qin? What a good sword." Looking at the sword that shone with a sharp cold light even in the scabbard, a ray of doubt flashed deep in Lu Buwei's eyes, but soon this ray of doubt dissipated, and he handed the sword over again. Ying Zheng spoke seriously.
"The sword is a good sword, but His Royal Highness is only a few days away from taking the throne, so you can't be too obsessed with martial arts."
"Father Zhong is good at everything, but he really likes teaching."
Ying Zheng smiled bitterly and nodded, and poured a full cup of tea for Lu Buwei with his own hands, "I wonder if Father Zhong came here late at night to discuss something?"
"It's true," Lu Buwei took the tea and took a sip, his old eyes flashing with sharp light and a pleasant expression.
"Some days ago, Wei Chen led his troops to the border of central Guizhou to confront Xiang Yan's 400,000-strong army of Chu State."
"During this process, General Meng Ao was unparalleled in his bravery and repelled the Chu army's attacks many times. He was worthy of the name of the Qin Army God. However, in addition to the people led by General Meng Ao, in this process, the ministers also I found a lot of generals who were not qualified, so they were not qualified..."
"For example, Zhao Chenguo guards the northern counties in central Guizhou, Tian Taisun in the southern defense line, Li Cheng in the eastern city, etc..."
"There is also Zou Feng, the commander-in-chief of military dispatch of Qianzhong County. This person has extremely serious abuse of private power and has accepted a lot of bribes..."
In the quiet night, Lu Buwei talked eloquently.
But after hearing these words, Ying Zheng cursed loudly in his heart.
Last time I came to visit Shangyang and Taiyuan. Are you ready to get involved in central Guizhou this time?
You put people in the army, fought with Mrs. Huayang for power, and ended up asking me to take over the appointment and take the blame?
I really have you, old fox!
Ying Zheng cursed in his heart, but the expression on his face became surprised!
"Is this really happening? How unreasonable! There are so many moths in a mere county in central Guizhou. Father Zhong came here overnight to complain. He is a pillar of the country!"
"Father Zhong can make his own decision on the appointment and dismissal of these personnel! There is no room for these moths in the Qin Dynasty!" Ying Zheng said angrily.
Lu Buwei saluted respectfully, smiled and nodded without any surprise.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
"It is a great honor for a humble minister to be able to share the worries of the Qin Dynasty and share the worries of His Highness the Young Master."
In the following period, Lu Buwei did not continue to make requests, but began to discuss many matters regarding the enthronement ceremony with Ying Zheng, and informed him of the relevant enthronement etiquette.
In the face of all this, Ying Zheng smiled and nodded repeatedly, listened attentively, asked for advice humbly, and kept deliberating on the many details of the enthronement ceremony.
The two discussed until late at night, before Lu Buwei got up and left.
"It's getting late, Your Highness, please put your health first." Lu Buwei bowed respectfully, standing under the moonlight with a very kind posture, really like a kind old man.
"The same goes for Father Zhong, take care of yourself." Ying Zheng responded with concern.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I will take my leave for the time being..."
Lu Buwei bowed, slowly turned around and left, walking out of the Grand Prince's Palace of Great Qin.
As a result, as soon as Lu Buwei left the scope of the Young Master's Hall, his kind expression became calmer, and the eyes under his pale temples gradually began to become cold.
Walking in Xianyang Palace, several figures appeared silently behind him.
Lu Buwei took out a bamboo slip from his sleeve, handed it to them, and said calmly, "Go and tell Li Si that you can start acting according to the plan. The transfer order will be issued tomorrow. Tonight, everyone on the list must be Get it all under control.”
These figures opened the bamboo slips respectfully, and after looking at them, their tone became a little solemn.
"Sir, many of the people on this list are on the banquet list of Queen Mother Huayang. Do we want to take action now?"
"If we don't do it now, when will we do it? Do we have to wait for Mrs. Huayang to win them over before taking action?"
Lu Buwei sneered, his hands wrapped around his sleeves, his temples were gray, and his tone was flat.
"Mrs. Huayang thought she was playing a big game of chess. She wanted to rely on the wealth and power accumulated by the Mi family for generations to collect many pieces to crush me, but she seemed to have forgotten one thing."
"If you want to play chess, you need someone to play with you."
The breeze blows.
The cold moonlight fell from the sky. Walking in the imperial city, one of the guards saluted respectfully. Lu Buwei looked in the direction of the Queen Mother Huayang. There were bright lights and thin golden threads intertwining a huge web. .
"Go on, please move quickly and don't let anyone escape. These positions are the most critical positions in the Qianzhong County Army. Mrs. Huayang must not be allowed to succeed."
"What if they resist?"
"The evidence is conclusive, shoot without mercy."
"yes."
The black shadows disappeared silently.
Lu Buwei slowly returned to his residence, slowly held a scroll, and silently thought of the many conversations he had with Ying Zheng today, and slowly began to review.
After a while, he opened his eyes and found nothing unusual. His old eyes were unwavering.
"Although I don't know how you got this ability, it's not enough just by relying on it..."
Recalling the sword forged by Ying Zheng, although Lu Buwei didn't know when the sword was dug out of the soil by Ying Zheng, he didn't care.
"Ding Qin, Ding Qin..."
"hehe....."
"Nice name."
Looking through the reports about the Six Kingdoms sent by the secret agents, Lu Buwei had a smile on his face.
"His Royal Highness is still not calm enough. How can he become the king of Qin? He still needs a certain amount of 'tempering'..."
