South Korea is neither big nor small. No matter how bad it is, it is still one of the seven countries.
Although it is the smallest among the Seven Kingdoms, and even only a small group on the map, it can still "block" Qin's east gate. It can be regarded as a buffer zone between various countries and Qin. This is also the reason why South Korea has not been destroyed for so many years. Neither Zhao nor Wei, nor even Chu, wanted Qin to destroy South Korea.
Everyone knows the truth about lips dying and teeth falling cold.
It's just that the gains and losses of interests are more important than the loss of lips and teeth. This is why He Zong has never achieved any major results for many years.
Everyone doesn't want to suffer a loss, but they also want to eat a piece of fat. How can there be such a good thing in this world?
This has also led to the fact that all the land around South Korea has become a buffer zone for the two sides to pull back and forth. Even South Korea itself no longer regards that land as its own and allows the land to be abandoned. As for the civilians in it...how can a weak country do that? Think so much.
For Qin, its vision and pattern are the entire world, but for South Korea, how to survive in this troubled world is what it needs to consider.
At this point.
Weak countries and their people are the same. They have no choice but to let the wind and rain beat them.
Most critical.
A weak country generally represents internal rot. South Korea has long been rotten from top to bottom. Only this rotten root can maintain the basic operation of South Korea.
At this moment, the Korean General’s Mansion.
Ji Wuye, who was wearing a simple armor and a bright red cloak, was lazily leaning on the seat. There was a ruler-shaped sword on the shelf beside him. The bright lights illuminated the entire hall. This Korean grandmaster The general was swaying around with a glass of wine, his eyes coldly staring at the dancers dancing not far away, with a bit of carnivore ferocity in his eyes.
In contrast, the dancing girls were like extremely helpless herbivores, and it seemed that they would be cruelly treated by Ji Wuye the next moment.
"brush!"
A black shadow appeared at the entrance of the palace, and then strode inside.
The person who came was none other than Mo Ya, who had appeared at the border between Qin and Han. His expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to have run all the way without expending too much energy. He didn't even look at the dancing girl in the center. When he was ten steps away from Ji Wuye, The people on the left and right stopped, raised their hands and saluted: "General, the Marquis Changxin has arrived. According to the plan, Zuo Sima Liu Yi left him in Yangcheng, and he should arrive in Xinzheng in three days."
"Marquis Changxin...it's really enviable. The deposed prince of Zhao who was supposed to be a hostage suddenly became the marquis of Qin!"
Ji Wuye squeezed the wine jue in his hand, and his originally ferocious face became more and more terrifying, like a ferocious tiger with a sinister look in his eyes and whispered to himself.
You must know that Ji Wuye has been fighting on the front line for decades to reach his current status. During this period, he was on the verge of life and death many times.
By contrast.
People like Zhao Jia who reached the pinnacle of life while lying down deserved to die.
That is the position of Marquis!
What Ji Wuye hoped for but couldn't ask for, Zhao Jia got it easily.
Mo Ya lowered his head and said softly: "This eldest son of the Zhao Kingdom is very popular with the Queen Mother of the Qin Kingdom. My subordinates took a look at him from a distance... This boy is indeed extremely handsome and has extraordinary bearing."
Extremely handsome?
Extraordinary bearing?
Ji Wuye's expression paused when he heard this, and then the corner of his mouth twitched, and the bronze wine baron in his hand was directly crushed by his hand. The wine spilled on the floor, and sneered: "So what if you are good-looking, you are not a waste who relies on women!"
If Zhao Jia was really capable, how could he be deposed as the crown prince by King Zhao and even be sent to Qin as a hostage? This can already explain some problems.
In Ji Wuye's view, a man must be capable, otherwise everything will be false!
Mo Ya lowered his head silently. He thought he was pretty good-looking.
"Don't worry about him for now!"
Ji Wuye took a deep breath, stood up slowly, and said coldly, then glanced at the dancing girl who was still dancing, raised his hand and waved, and after they left, he looked at Mo Ya who had his head lowered. .
"Are you ready over there? Don't make any mistakes!"
He narrowed his eyes and said solemnly.
In the near future, South Korea will send a batch of military pay to the front line. When and how the military pay will be sent to the front line are all decided by him. Even the person responsible for escorting the military pay is his. Faced with this There is no reason not to eat a big meal.
Today's South Korea has long lived up to its past. It cannot defeat other countries in a war, but Ji Wuye needs to maintain his prestige in the military.
How could it be possible without the help of money!
After all, soldiers serve for money. Not all countries are like the Qin State, which can improve their titles by killing enemies. South Korea does not have so many titles and land to supply the soldiers below. This is why Ji Wuye earns money. Reasons for bias.
Who doesn’t want to serve the country when they are young and be loyal and courageous!
But reality always backfires.
If you want to live well in this troubled world, you have no means, no strength, no status...how can you live like a human being!
After all, this world belongs to the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms.
Mo Ya maintained a respectful posture, without any wavering in his eyes, and said slowly: "General, don't worry, everything has been prepared. We are just waiting for King Han's order. Everything will go according to the pre-made script!"
For him, he has done too many such things, and he is completely an experienced veteran.
At this point, the same is true for Zhao Jia!
Nothing else.
Only if you are familiar with it.
"That's good!"
Ji Wuye nodded with satisfaction, feeling extremely reassured about Mo Ya's work.
…
At the same time, the palace of King Han was not quiet either.
In a palace near the cold palace, a young girl is going crazy. Her pink and white dress outlines her exquisite figure. Her facial features are exquisite and girlish. Her big, watery eyes are staring at someone fiercely. Her hands are Holding a jug of wine hanging in the air, he thrust it into his small waist and puffed out his breasts, which were beginning to take shape. He said angrily: "Drink, you know how to drink! Your sister is about to be given away to get married, and you still drink!"
"Um, Honglian, please be merciful, my brother has kept this jug of wine for many years."
Han Fei, who was wearing a luxurious brocade robe, looked at the fierce girl in front of him with a flattering expression and quickly begged for mercy.
Because the jug of wine in the other party's hand was specially left before going to Qi to study abroad, and was intended to be drunk on the day of return. If it were thrown on the ground, it would be more painful than losing his wife.
"Then have you thought of a way!"
Guren took a deep breath, stared at her brother fiercely, and asked.
Han Fei's face straightened when he heard this, his eyebrows furrowed, he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "After thinking for a few days, I have some plans. Please give me the wine first, and I will tell you in detail."
Honglian handed the wine in his hand to Han Fei dubiously, "Don't lie to me!"
"When did I lie to you?"
Han Fei asked seriously.
Honglian said without thinking: "Often!"
Han Fei twitched the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes angrily, and said helplessly: "Don't worry, brother won't care about you."
"Then do you have any good ideas?"
Honglian said angrily that because of this matter recently, she had not had a good night's sleep for half a month. The thought of marrying someone she didn't like made her heart twitch.
"Didn't my father promise you? I won't marry you off for the time being."
Han Fei chuckled.
Honglian frowned and said, "For now? I don't want to get married. Even if I do, I have to marry the person I like."
The person he likes... Han Fei looked at the pretty girl in front of him, smiled slightly, and promised: "Brother will help you."
"Then find someone to help me beat him up and make him quit!"
Honglian's eyes rolled darkly and she encouraged.
In her opinion, if the eldest son of Zhao was beaten violently, the other party would definitely know that she was not easy to mess with and would definitely retreat.
"...Brother is a scholar."
Han Fei looked at his sister who had an abnormal brain circuit and said in a dumbfounded voice.
Honglian looked at Han Fei with disappointment and complained: "What a nonsense. I went to Confucianism and learned nothing except drinking and not taking a shower. Brother, why are you so useless?"
"..."
Han Fei's expression stiffened. He didn't know how to refute being hurt by his own sister.
Honglian pouted and muttered, "I'll figure it out myself!"
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the hall.
"Hey, Guren!"
Han Fei shouted quickly, but Honglian left without looking back. He felt dizzy when he saw it. After a moment, he frowned and sat down, with a more solemn look on his face. Compared to what Honglian thought, Simple, he had more on his mind.
Is this the eldest son of Zhao really just here to marry Honglian?
No matter how much I think about it, something feels wrong.
What on earth does he want to do!
There is also the state of Qin.
If he just allowed his prostitutes from other countries to enter South Korea to marry the princess, what plans did Qin have?
PS: I got back together with my girlfriend, there’s another update
