Inside Zhao Jia's undecorated mansion.
Back garden, pavilion.
While making tea, Zhao Jia said to Li Si: "Sir, do you have any research on tea ceremony? If you don't understand, you should take a quick look. Everyone knows that Chang'an Jun Chenglong likes to drink tea. If you can understand a little bit, it may be beneficial to you." First meeting with him.”
"Thank you for reminding me, sir. I know a little bit about the tea ceremony."
Li Si said softly with a bit of self-deprecation in his eyes, because he thought of Han Fei.
Speaking of which, I have to thank Han Fei for this. After all, tea these days is a rare thing. Only the high-ranking officials and nobles from various countries can afford it. He, an ordinary citizen, has already tried his best to study and practice calligraphy. How can he have the energy? Go play with these things again.
"That's good. As for your visit to Chang'an Jun Chengxi, if he comes back, I will introduce you to him. With your talents and learning from Xunzi, you will definitely be put to good use by him."
Zhao Jia patted his chest and assured, then poured the boiled tea into their cups.
White mist rises and the fragrance of tea overflows.
These tea leaves were naturally obtained from Jun Chengyu of Chang'an. Now that he was in the Qin State, Zhao Jia did not have so much leisure time to do these things. Just dealing with a few women was a bit energy-consuming, and He is young, but if he were a thirty-year-old man, he might not be able to keep up his energy.
As the saying goes, young people don’t know...
"Thank you, Mr. Li Si!"
Li Si sat upright and thanked Zhao Jia seriously.
You'd better not thank me, I can't trust you... Zhao Jia muttered in his heart, everyone is egoistic, how can he not understand Li Si? If he changes his mind, he will call Qin as a hostage.
Unfortunately, Li Si may not know what Chang'an Juncheng will encounter when he goes out this time.
There are many people in Qin who hope that he will not come back.
Having said that.
In the original work, Li Si ran to block Lu Buwei at the palace gate, perhaps because of this incident. If not, with Li Si's background, there was no need to risk his life.
"I heard that you have a senior brother named Han Fei. I wonder how much you know about him."
Zhao Jia suddenly said a name.
Han Fei? !
The moment the name appeared, the expression on Li Si's face froze. Without him, Han Fei seemed to be pressing him for everything. On the way to study, the other party was his senior brother. He was deeply loved by the teacher and had good academic performance. By the time it was completed, Han Fei's works were already well-known in the seven countries, and many high-ranking officials and nobles had read his books.
In contrast, Li Si is still somewhat unknown.
With no money, no connections, and no status, even if he had ambitions and talents, he had nowhere to display them.
He really changed his face... Zhao Jia paid close attention to Li Si's expression, and when he saw this scene, he felt happy in his heart, and even did not forget to stimulate: "I have also read his books, and I have benefited a lot, sir, how do you compare with him? "
"In terms of talent and learning alone, Li Si is not as good as senior brother Han Fei."
Li Si was silent for a while, took a deep breath, looked at Zhao Jia, and told the truth. He didn't bother to flatter himself by belittling others, let alone Han Fei. The two of them knew each other well. Everyone knew how each other was, and Li Si still Think of it as your biggest opponent.
"Only about talent and learning? What about other things?"
Zhao Jia's eyes flickered and he continued to ask.
Li Si said slowly: "Senior brother is not as good as me in terms of vision, structure, and changes in future trends. He is limited by his status as a Korean prince. His eyes and heart are focused on South Korea. He does not really look at the world. He knows that he cannot do anything. For this reason, the path he takes must be a road of defeat!"
"Are you saying this to me?"
Zhao Jia frowned and said in a deep voice, Li Si's words seemed to refer to Sang scolding Huai.
"Everyone in Zhao has a widespread rumor that the young master is virtuous and open-minded. If this were not the case, how could Li Si dare to make friends with him? From the fact that the young master handed over his papermaking skills, it can be seen that the young master is not a short-sighted person. I am only telling the truth. "
Li Si shook his head, looked at Zhao Jia seriously, and said word by word, expressing that he was not that kind of person and that he was just telling the truth.
I admit that he is of good moral character.
Open-minded?
Zhao Jia admitted that he was not very ambitious, but it felt good to be flattered. He chuckled and said slowly: "It's just to benefit the world. If this method can be popularized, there will be more people in the world who can read. "
"With this method alone, the young master can become a guest of Confucianism!"
Li Si said sternly that as a Confucian disciple, he knew the significance of papermaking. Especially the moment he saw the real thing, he understood even more what changes this method would make.
As for the real thing, he naturally saw it during the assessment in Chang'an Jun's residence.
As a man seeking fame and fortune, how could he put the eggs in a cage? Only through multiple preparations can he ensure that nothing goes wrong.
"You really have to go and sit down if you have the chance."
Zhao Jia smiled.
He is still very interested in the Confucian Little Sage Village.
Just when Zhao Jia was visiting Li Si, on the other side, Jun Chengyu of Chang'an, who was in the military camp, was assassinated. The man's swordsmanship was extremely sharp and tricky. He was full of murderous intent and killed every move.
But the killer obviously underestimated Chang'an Jun Chengyu. As a young master of the Qin State, how could he be a person without the power to bind a chicken? As soon as he raised his hand, a lavender inner force that was like substance condensed in the palm of his hand, and he could easily conquer the future. The man swung his sword and caught it.
"?!"
The killer's pupils shrank, obviously he didn't expect Cheng Yu's strength to be so high.
Cheng Yu narrowed his eyes, and a cold look flashed in his eyes: "The Snare Killer? Did Lu Buwei send you here, or..."
After all, he did not say the names of Queen Mother Zhao Ji and Ying Zheng.
Some things are just thoughts, but it takes courage to actually do them. He is not really ready yet.
The killer didn't say anything. The moment he abandoned his sword, he pulled out a sharp dagger from his waist and rushed towards Cheng Yu with a deadly attack.
"court death!"
A fierce murderous intention flashed in Cheng Xi's eyes. In a flash, he suddenly swung out his palm and hit the opponent's chest. The terrifying internal force carrier's overwhelming power knocked the killer away, and the killer also sprayed out violently. A mouthful of blood, but there was a very strange look of madness in his eyes, and a mysterious aura emanated.
Cheng Yu felt a chill all over his body, and when his body tightened, he saw that the killer in front of him had lost his breath.
"Illusion? Psychic shock?"
Cheng Yu was confused for a moment. He didn't know much about the net, mainly because he couldn't get involved. Naturally, he didn't know the strange skills sealed inside the net. After feeling it, he didn't feel any changes in his body. At the same time, the guards outside the house Hearing the noise, they also came in one after another...
