Wang Ye's death caused a huge shock in the Qin State, and also started a power struggle between Ying Zheng and Lu Buwei. The two used this incident to start a game, and Zhao Jia, as the sacrificed chess piece, naturally lost the power he originally had. Even freedom has been 'restricted', and he can no longer move freely, and can only stay between his own residence and Xianyang Palace.
Lu Buwei couldn't do anything to him, and he didn't expect that Zhao Jia would be such a homebody. He even had no idea about being 'abandoned' and stayed in the mansion willingly.
When Lu Buwei saw this information, the veins in the corners of his eyes were bulging, and there was a cold light in his eyes. He didn't know why Zhao Jia entered the palace, but this matter couldn't be publicized, or even if it was revealed, Not many people would believe it.
Bitch... Lu Buwei couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, suppressing the murderous intention.
Reason reminded him that this was not the time to argue with Zhao Jia.
There is no need to rush to deal with an abandoned son. In contrast, Chang Pingjun and others are more difficult to deal with. This is the most critical thing at the moment.
"Master Xiangguo, the power behind Lord Changping and others is not small. It will be difficult to completely eradicate them."
A staff member in the mansion looked troubled and said slowly.
Changping Jun and others did not represent themselves, but also the forces within the Qin State. In the past, they always remained neutral and never stood against Lu Buwei. But now, the other party has completely placed its treasure on Ying Zheng. Over there, Lu Buwei was a little unsteady.
After all, Lu Buwei is too old, and no one below can inherit his power. In contrast, Ying Zheng, the emperor of Qin, is obviously more worthy of betting.
How could the staff not know this?
Lu Buwei's only advantage is the prestige and connections he has accumulated over the years. These have become deeply ingrained in the Qin State and cannot be changed by a few people.
"The word power touches people's hearts. They all think that the Prime Minister is old, ha~"
Lu Buwei sneered with a faint tone.
The staff in front of him immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.
Lu Buwei said in a deep voice: "When will Gan Luo return?"
"It shouldn't take long. His mission to Zhao State went well. King Zhao Yan praised him very much. Counting the days, he will return to Xianyang City in more than half a month at most."
The staff member thought for a moment and said slowly.
Lu Buwei stroked his beard gently, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "I want to recommend Gan Luo as your minister, what do you think?"
"?!"
As soon as Lu Buwei finished speaking, the scene suddenly froze. The staff below all looked at Lu Buwei in disbelief. Obviously, they did not expect that Lu Buwei would push Gan Luo up. He was still a twelve-year-old boy. Even if he was precocious, Not to reach such a high position.
"Based on his achievements in this mission to the State of Zhao and the recommendation of the Prime Minister, there is no reason for the king to refuse. Now it is the time for the State of Qin to employ people!"
Lu Buwei talked to himself and ignored the thoughts of the staff below him, because this was a move he had planned long ago.
Ying Zheng can use Zhao Jia, why can't he use Gan Luo.
Lord Changping wanted to use this to gain power, but he couldn't let him get his wish.
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While Lu Buwei was plotting these things, Zhao Jia bumped into the Queen Mother in her bedroom. She was so angry that she was short of breath and unable to speak.
The bed with its mortise and tenon structure is indeed strong and can hold up despite being destroyed by external forces!
"It's a little loud."
Zhao Jia's eyes shifted from the position of the mortise and tenon joints to Zhao Ji's pretty red face, and he said seriously.
At this time, Queen Mother Zhao Ji's red lips were gulping air, a little confused and lost, like a drowning fish. She leaned in Zhao Jia's arms for a long time before her eyes became clearer, and she rolled her eyes at Zhao Jia charmingly. , said lazily: "Aijia will have someone change it later~"
It's nothing more than a bed made of golden nanmu. It's not a precious thing. The most indispensable thing in the palace is these things.
Zhao Jia closed his eyes and recalled, seeming to be immersed in it, and said with emotion: "Actually, it doesn't have to be replaced. I quite like its sound. It has a unique rhythm when it matches the Queen Mother's cry~"
"...You are so bad. The Qi Ai family still thinks that you have been wronged and need comfort~"
Zhao Ji was stunned and immediately understood what Zhao Jia meant. She immediately spat and rolled her eyes angrily. Then she lowered her head and bit Zhao Jia's chest, as if she was a little angry.
Stingy, forget it, just give it back to her... Zhao Jia's internal skills are so advanced that he wouldn't be hurt by Zhao Ji's silver teeth, not to mention that she didn't use all her strength. After she had almost vented her anger, he gently caressed Zhao Ji. Ji's long hair frowned and retorted: "Did the Queen Mother misunderstand something? I just discussed it purely from the perspective of music. In fact, I have some knowledge of temperament."
"Oh? Seriously~"
Zhao Ji slowly raised her head, her eyes seemed to be filled with water stains, and said in a soft voice.
Zhao Jia said seriously: "Don't the Queen Mother think that the crashing sound just now is very regular?"
He controlled it carefully.
Zhao Ji bit her lower lip lightly, held Zhao Jia's chest and slowly sat up, looked down at him condescendingly, and snorted: "What do you think of the Ai family? Is it the musical instrument in your hand!"
"Your Majesty, don't you want to play a song with me?"
Zhao Jia blinked his innocent eyes and retorted without any fear.
Zhao Ji narrowed her eyes and hummed softly: "If you want to play music, it's the Ai family who comes to play, hum!"
She does what she says.
Zhao Jia doesn't care about this. He can withstand it anyway. Zhao Ji is not enough to bring much pressure to him. Her physical fitness is a bit average. If it weren't for the special characteristics of women, he would have killed the opponent long ago. Now even if he doesn't, he's almost losing his armor and can only resist with his unyielding temper.
During this commotion, the sky was already getting dark, and Zhao Jia didn't stay overnight. He wasn't brave enough yet.
Entering the palace to discuss music with the Queen Mother and staying in the Queen Mother's chamber are two different things.
Zhao Jia still knows the difference between the important and the important.
He is calm enough not to be obsessed with women and forget his own business.
Zhao Jia did not leave Xianyang Palace directly. He went to the Yinyang family's palace. Because most of the Yinyang family were women, the Yinyang family's palace was not far from the harem. He was now familiar with the Yinyang family. , almost all the disciples of the Yin Yang family knew that he had made friends with Dongjun, so no one stopped him, and the journey was smooth, just like going home.
In fact, it's almost the same. The most distinguished woman in the Yin Yang family is now considered a family member to him.
Isn’t this just going home?
"Jia!"
Concubine Yan sensed Zhao Jia's arrival, tapped her feet lightly on the ground, and then she came to Zhao Jia's side in a few flashes.
No, no... Zhao Jia watched Concubine Yan Qinggong hurrying away, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Fortunately, he was not a bad man. Otherwise, how could he endure such a beautiful woman's kindness?
A good woman should match a good man. (End of chapter)
