Inside Xianyang Palace.
Towering walls were erected on both sides, blocking the sky. Looking from below, it seemed that only a 'line of sky' could be seen, while the rest was completely isolated by the walls.
This made Zhao Jia think of an idiom: sit in a well and look at the sky.
Xianyang Palace is very big, but compared to the rest of the world, this Xianyang Palace is pitifully small. It is like a huge cage in which King Ying Zheng of Qin, Queen Mother Zhao Ji and others are imprisoned without freedom. Sometimes it seems that they have no power. In fact, the life of the ruling and opposition parties is not as lively and free as the people outside.
This may also be the reason why so many ridiculous things happened to the royal family in history.
Living in such a world all day, one can imagine the mental torture. Not everyone can withstand that kind of pressure. The mentality gradually collapses, and it is easy to understand the wantonness itself.
The most difficult thing in the world is self-discipline, day after day.
"Zhao Gao, what do you think of Xianyang Palace?"
Zhao Jia lowered his head and looked at Zhao Gao beside him, with a little curiosity in his eyes, and asked.
Zhao Gao was stunned when he heard this, wondering why Zhao Jia asked like this. After pondering for a while, he said, "I wonder what the young master is asking about?"
"Forget it, it's useless to ask you."
Zhao Jia suddenly laughed, shook his head and asked himself, regardless of Zhao Gao's confusion, he directly changed the topic: "In recent days, I have to bother to keep a close eye on Lu Buwei, Wang Ye was killed, and hundreds of thousands of troops were captured by the Meng family. Taking over, coupled with Zhi Ri's rebellion, Lu Buwei may become desperate."
"Is the dog jumping over the wall in a hurry? The young master may have underestimated this Lu Xiangguo. With his power in the Qin State, the bargaining chip he has lost is not enough to make him anxious."
Zhao Gao shook his head slightly, his dead fish-like eyes were unruffled, and he replied in a low voice.
"He'll be anxious."
Zhao Jia said with great certainty.
Lu Buwei's current loss of chips may not be enough to make him completely break up, but this feeling of being cannibalized will definitely make him impatient, and once he loses his cool, it will be much easier to deal with.
Zhao Gao was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Young Master may not know that the king visited Lord Changping two days ago."
"Him? It seems that King Qin can't wait any longer."
Zhao Jia smiled when he heard this, obviously not surprised by Ying Zheng's eagerness. No emperor would tolerate his power being controlled by others. Even if Lu Buwei is known as Ying Zheng's father-in-law and has contributed greatly to Qin's hard work, but at that point, it is still time to take action. If you know how to do it, now it depends on whether Lu Buwei knows how to do it.
The word power can be taken, but it may not be let go.
Zhao Gao raised his head and glanced at Zhao Jia, and said in a low voice: "One more thing, Prince Yan Dan of the Yan Kingdom will arrive in the Qin Kingdom as a hostage in the near future. If I remember correctly, he seems to be an old acquaintance of the young master."
"Yan Dan? That's right."
A vague figure appeared in Zhao Jia's mind, which was the memory of the original owner.
However, compared to Yan Dan's identity as the prince, Zhao Jia was more curious about his relationship with the Mohist family. He wondered whether the Mohist giant really chose Yan Dan as the next prince. Now that Concubine Yan has become Zhao Jia's woman, then Will Yan Dan still follow the same old path?
He might be able to take advantage of that.
While the two were chatting, they soon arrived at the palace of Queen Mother Zhao Ji.
After several months, the palace in front of him has not changed at all. It is still empty, like a huge cage.
Zhao Gao saluted Zhao Jia, then turned around and left with the Six Sword Slaves, because he was no longer needed. Zhao Jia was now more familiar with this place than he was. After all, Zhao Gao could not climb up to Zhao Ji. bed, let alone over and over again.
"Creak~"
Pushing open the tall palace door, Zhao Jia stepped into the palace covered with red gauze curtains. The light inside was dim, making it difficult to see clearly.
It wasn't until we walked deeper that we could see a figure leaning on the soft couch. The thin nightgown was close to the body, outlining the graceful and graceful curves. The seductive arcs all showed the charm and delicacy of a mature woman. Compared with Although Mrs. Mingzhu is charming, Zhao Ji's temperament is even more mature, like a persimmon in winter, extremely soft.
"I have met the Queen Mother."
Zhao Jia walked over, bowed his hands respectfully, and said in a deep voice.
Queen Mother Zhao Ji's eyes moved slightly, her dark eyes stared at Zhao Jia with a hint of resentment, and she hummed softly: "Marquis Chang Xin had a happy trip. Could it be that after having a Korean princess, he wouldn't be able to walk~ "
After nearly three months apart, her resentment can be imagined, and she is almost turning into a stone to look at her husband.
"Where does the word "happiness" come from? If the Queen Mother knew what I went through in South Korea, she would not say this. I have gone through a lot of hardships along the way and almost never came back."
Zhao Jia frowned and sighed helplessly, as if he was the one who had been wronged the most.
Hearing this, Zhao Ji ignored the quarrel with Zhao Jia and stood up softly. She stepped on the furry carpet with her delicate white feet and came to Zhao Jia in a red dress. She looked at Zhao Jia carefully and said with concern: "No. Are you injured? What's going on? Didn't the Ai family order Zhao Gao to send you a bodyguard?"
"None of that matters, what's important is that I'm back."
Zhao Jia raised his hand to hold Zhao Ji's soft hair, and with a little force, he pulled it into his arms. Feeling the soft impact in front of him, he looked into Zhao Ji's eyes and said softly.
"you……"
Zhao Ji wanted to ask something more, but she was picked up by Zhao Jia, and then strode towards Ruantao.
He felt that everything he said was nonsense, so now he mainly wanted to stop Zhao Ji's resentful little mouth and practice Kun Zi Jue with her.
…
The waves on the beach are always one after another. Occasionally, there are a few huge waves, which hit the rocks and burst into white slurry, filling the air with a salty smell. This may be the smell of the sea.
"How do you like it?"
Zhao Jia leaned on the soft cushion, playing with Zhao Ji's cuteness with his hands, and joked with a faint arc at the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Ji was already weak from being tortured, her pretty face was slightly red, she just rolled her eyes at Zhao Jia when she heard this, and her voice was sweet: "The Ai family's life is about to be given to you, I don't know how to be gentle~"
It's you who wants it, and now you blame me. It's too difficult for me... Zhao Jia did not refute Zhao Ji. Discussing right and wrong with a woman is the stupidest behavior. He hugged Zhao Ji and thought about his next path and general direction. It has been decided that the first step is to help Qin unify the six countries.
Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, and Zhao Jia picked up the rags in the rear and integrated the forces of the six kingdoms.
Zhao Jia now has a certain degree of confidence in the three kingdoms of Han, Zhao and Wei.
The state of Yan is also pretty much the same.
The rest are Chu and Qi.
The State of Qi is a weakling. The State of Chu is vast and rich in resources. It is the largest among the seven kingdoms. At the same time, its bones are also very hard. In history, the State of Qin spent a lot of effort to gnaw it. If you want to plan the State of Chu, you may have to start from Lord Changping. Put all your strength into your body.
It seems that we need to find an opportunity to have an in-depth communication with Mr. Changping.
"You haven't answered Aijia's question just now."
Zhao Ji regained some strength, raised her beautiful blushing cheeks, and asked lazily.
Zhao Jia shook his head and looked like he didn't want to say more: "Why do you ask so many questions? These are men's problems. You have already helped me a lot."
"Is it that old guy Lu Buwei!"
Zhao Ji's eyes suddenly became sharp and she said coldly.
At this time, she was the real Queen Mother of Qin. Unfortunately, this demeanor did not last long before she was slapped back to reality by Zhao Jia.
"Snapped!"
Zhao Jia frowned and said, "I told you, I will take care of these things, you don't need to interfere."
Zhao Ji, who was in pain, was not annoyed at all. She liked Zhao Jia's behavior. Perhaps because of her past experience, Zhao Ji, who was extremely insecure, liked someone to help her make decisions. She preferred to be the kind of cuddler. A little woman by a man's side, not a queen mother who cares about the world.
"I only know how to bully the Ai family, and I don't know who ever wanted to be the godmother of the Ai family."
Zhao Ji rolled her eyes at Zhao Jia charmingly and hummed softly.
"Then the Queen Mother would like her ministers to call her godmother?"
When Zhao Jia heard this, he immediately laughed evilly.
"Don't!"
Zhao Ji shouted softly, but unfortunately it was already too late. (End of chapter)
