Time flies, and autumn has already arrived in a blink of an eye.
There is a slight coolness in the wind, dispelling the heat of summer, and the trees and flowers in the courtyard also have a golden color, which seems to symbolize the change of time, like the passage of life.
Changxinhou Mansion, in the pavilion in the back garden.
Zhao Jia, who had nothing to do, was lying on a wicker chair, closing his eyes and relaxing, immersed in reading books in the library, passing the boring time. It had been a month since he was canonized as the Marquis of Changxin. This month, his daily life There haven't been many changes. I occasionally attended Qin's court meetings, but the matters discussed in the court meetings were all trivial matters within Qin's state, such as the autumn harvest.
This kind of thing has little to do with Zhao Jia, and he can't get involved, let alone make any small moves.
Lu Buwei's side was also very quiet, as if the conversation in Lanchi Palace had been revealed.
The silence was a bit eerie.
Especially after Zhao Jia was canonized as Marquis of Changxin, Ying Zheng's voice in the court obviously became more important. Lu Buwei seemed to deliberately restrain his edge and let Ying Zheng play his role.
At this moment, Zhao Jia is beside him.
Li Wu was wearing a black and purple dress. Her graceful and plump figure was outlined in a very graceful way with charming curves. She held a cattail leaf fan in her slender jade fingers and gently fanned Zhao Jia. Her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jia softly. Jia, seemed to be very satisfied just looking at him.
She who snares the killer never asks for much...
"Da da~"
Accompanied by a burst of subtle footsteps, it was like the collision of high heels and stone bricks, which was quite rhythmic.
A moment later, the cold figure of Da Siming appeared in the pavilion. Looking at Zhao Jia, who was like a young master, he stood slimly in front of him with one hand on his waist, his thin lips parted lightly, and his voice was cold. And with a hint of impatience: "The information you want."
As she spoke, she held a secret letter between her fingers and threw it towards Le Zhaojia.
"Whoosh!"
Li Wu raised her hand to catch it, and her gentle and beautiful eyes instantly became alert, staring at Da Siming.
There was a cold, arrogant and disdainful smile on Da Siming's lips. He glanced at Li Wu and then looked at Zhao Jia. She didn't have much interest in this snare killer who was played by Zhao Jia and applauded. If it weren't for Zhao Jia, Jia was interested in her, but he had already turned into a rotting corpse like her companion Sundanese Bee. He had no right to sit here and stare at her.
Li Wu withdrew her gaze, and the moment she looked at Zhao Jia, her expression suddenly softened, and she called softly: "Master."
Zhao Jia lazily opened his eyes and looked at Da Siming, who stood in front of him like a model. He seemed unaware of the confrontation between the two women. He raised his hand to take the secret letter from Li Wu, lowered his head to read it, and did not forget to comment at the same time. : “It’s very efficient and well done.”
"It's just casual."
Da Siming exuded a sense of confidence and pride and said quite casually.
Zhao Jia lowered his head and looked at the secret letter. The content on it was the information about Luo Wang in South Korea. As for how he got it, it was naturally a robbery. Zhao Gao provided the location of Luo Wang. Da Siming concealed his identity and made a sneak attack. It was easy to get it. I went down to an intelligence base in the underground network and retrieved the desired information.
As for the follow-up cover-up work, Zhao Gao will take care of it, and he also needs to use this to penetrate the underground network.
"...hasn't returned yet?"
Zhao Jia looked at the contents of the letter and was a little surprised.
Han Fei, the ninth prince of Korea, did not return directly to Xinzheng after studying with Xunzi. Instead, he kept wandering around Korea. For this reason, Han Wangan sent people to search for him, but unfortunately there was no news. Of course, this also has something to do with the Qin State. , Chang'an Jun Chengyu led the troops to attack South Korea, which tightened the nerves of South Korea. How could they still find the mind to search for a young man who "traveled around the mountains and rivers".
In addition, there is some internal intelligence in South Korea, such as the four vicious generals and so on.
However, the intelligence appeal was not too detailed, just a rough introduction. Obviously Ye Mu was very wary of Luo Wang, and the information he gave was what he wanted Luo Wang to know.
Zhao Jia knew this well.
Ye Mu and Luo Wang only have a cooperative relationship, not a superior-subordinate relationship.
After reading the information in the secret letter, Zhao Jia looked up at Sister Leng Yan in front of him, frowned and asked, "Isn't there anything about Zilanxuan?"
He had explained this matter before.
"No, Luowang's penetration into South Korea is limited. Maybe it is because it feels that South Korea has no value worth penetrating, or for other reasons. In short, there is only so much information about South Korea in that stronghold."
Da Siming glanced at the secret letter in Zhao Jia's hand and said calmly.
South Korea is undoubtedly the least capable of collecting intelligence from the seven countries. As for the reason, the night is on the one hand. On the other hand, there are too few people worthy of attention in South Korea. From Han Wangan to the crown prince, they are all useless. They don’t even pay attention. There is no need for it.
Especially after Luo Wang cooperated with Ye Mu, this attention was naturally reduced to a minimum.
certainly.
What needs to be penetrated in the dark still has to be penetrated. There are several high-ranking officials in South Korea who are the ones who set up the net. Unfortunately, in the territory of night, no matter how strong the net is, it cannot be used at night.
A strong dragon can't overwhelm a local snake.
Wei Zhuang hid it really well and hasn't been exposed yet... Zhao Jia's eyes showed a strange look. One of the contemporary descendants of the dignified Guigu Valley actually took a girl to open a romantic place with peace of mind. On this point alone, he was quite impressed. He restrained himself. After thinking about it, he looked at the information in his hand again.
One thing to say is that South Korea is really useless. If it weren’t for the night controlling a large part of it, the entire South Korea could be penetrated by the net, just like a sieve.
"Then what exactly is Zilanxuan that deserves your attention?"
Da Siming's cold eyes blinked, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and he asked.
"There are many beauties."
Zhao Jia explained honestly.
Zilanxuan is definitely one of the more attractive places in Korea.
He really likes Zi Nu, his eldest sister.
Da Siming frowned. He didn't believe Zhao Jia's nonsense at all. He wouldn't tell her if he didn't want to. He insisted on using this excuse to fend her off. He glanced sideways at Li Wu, put his arms on his chest, and sneered: " It seems that the young master is not very satisfied with the beauties around him. If he dislikes her, he might as well announce it to the outside world. I believe that the dignitaries of the Qin State will be happy to send the concubines from their palaces."
Li Wu pursed her lips, said nothing, and sat obediently aside.
"Don't listen to her nonsense, she is just jealous that you can always be by my side."
Zhao Jia reached out and shook Li Wu's soft little hand. At the same time, he glanced at Da Siming, who was in charge of the fire, and said comfortingly.
Da Siming looked disdainful, how could she be jealous of Li Wu.
"Get ready, you may have to accompany me to South Korea after a while."
Zhao Jia slowly stood up from the wicker chair, stretched, his eyes brightened a little, and said to Da Siming.
"Are you going to South Korea?"
Da Siming was quite surprised when he heard this.
Although Zhao Jia is now the Changxin Marquis of Qin, his original identity is still very embarrassing. As the eldest son of Qin who entered Qin as a hostage, can Qin let Zhao Jia go to South Korea?
What if this runs away?
"right."
Zhao Jia nodded and responded.
Da Siming frowned and asked, "What are you going to do in South Korea?"
"Propose marriage to a Korean princess."
Zhao Jia said calmly.
Da Siming:...
Li Wu:......
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Zhao Jia's desire to marry the Korean princess did not take too long. The next day at the court meeting, the King of Qin's Queen Mother Zhao Ji wanted to marry Zhao Jia because of his age. As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the court. Just now Zhao Jia, who had been keeping a low profile for some time, was once again pushed to the forefront, attracting the attention of officials.
This matter directly became the theme of this court meeting.
Changping Jun looked at Zhao Jia suspiciously, wondering what kind of virtue and ability Zhao Jia had, to be so favored by Zhao Ji, and not only named him the Marquis of Changxin, but also granted him a marriage.
In the past hundred years, protons from various countries, who can have such treatment?
Just highlight one outrageous thing.
He had previously suspected that Zhao Jia and Zhao Ji had something to do with each other, but now it seemed that they were not.
Could it be that Zhao Ji regarded Zhao Jia as a substitute for Cheng Xi?
He knew about Zhao Ji's love for Cheng Xi recently.
“It’s getting more and more interesting!”
Changping Jun looked in amazement, but he felt interesting in his heart. In any case, it was Zhao Jia's ability that Zhao Jia could do this, but he just didn't know who Zhao Jia wanted to marry.
Since this matter can be brought to court, it is obvious that the identity of the woman to be married is extraordinary.
Before the ministers could speak, Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji sang a double act. He looked at Zhao Jia, nodded, and agreed: "Marquis Changxin has indeed reached the age to marry. I wonder if Marquis Changxin has the woman he likes. If so, you might as well tell me and the Queen Mother can be your matchmaker."
"Wei Chen wants to marry Princess Honglian of South Korea. I hope the Queen Mother can propose marriage to Wei Chen."
Zhao Jia took a step forward, bowed his hands to Queen Mother Zhao Ji, and said softly.
The resentment in Zhao Ji's eyes flashed away, but her expression was still graceful and magnanimous, maintaining the posture of a mother caring about the world, her red lips lightly parted: "The Marquis of Changxin is the eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom, and he is well matched with the Korean princess. Since the elder If Marquis Xin is interested, the Ai family can be a matchmaker, and Zheng'er can write a letter for the Ai family and propose marriage to South Korea in the name of the Ai family."
"Thank you, Queen Mother. To show my sincerity, I would like to personally carry the Queen Mother's letter to South Korea. I hope your Majesty will allow it!"
Zhao Jia cupped his hands and said.
Before Ying Zheng could speak, the censor on the side came out and said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten your identity as Marquis Changxin? Although you were favored by the Queen Mother and were named Marquis Changxin, you are still our Qin Kingdom." How can the proton go to South Korea at will? Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, should think twice about this matter!"
"Mr. Yushi, have you forgotten that I am the former crown prince of the Zhao Kingdom. Now both the King and Queen of Zhao are unhappy with me. What can I do even if I escape back to my country?"
Zhao Jia smiled bitterly, looked at the censor, and explained.
Then he continued confidently:
"Everyone has seen the favor shown to me by the King of Qin and the Queen Mother. Is it possible that I, Zhao Jia, let go of the good life of Qin and insist on returning to Zhao to suffer? How could there be such a fool in the world!"
"Forehead……"
These remarks silenced the imperial censor. Zhao Jia's identity was well known, and his experiences were not known to the powerful people of the seven countries. The only reason to blame was that what King Zhao Yan did was too outrageous.
The prostitute was granted the title of queen, and her son was dethroned from the position of the eldest son as the crown prince...
This operation simply blinded the eyes of all countries.
Lu Buwei suddenly took a step forward, opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhao Jia, and said slowly: "I think this is feasible. It would be good if we can use this marriage to ease the relationship between Qin and Han. , maybe it can also be used to ease the relationship between Qin and Zhao. After all, Chang Xinhou is the eldest son of the Zhao State, and the Zhao State should pay some attention to this wedding."
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Jia lightly.
(End of chapter)
