Chapter 16: Gan Luo

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When Meng Yu heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He was ordered by the King of Qin to welcome the envoy from the State of Yan, so naturally he knew that the deputy envoy of the envoy was originally Qin Wuyang.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at Hangu Pass, he heard a report from the Qin general escorting the convoy that Qin Wuyang, the deputy envoy of the Yan State, died on the way. It was said that he was killed by the envoy Jing Ke because of an internal conflict.

As a reception minister, he could not ask about secrets of other countries at the outset, so he had to use Zhao Tuo as a breakthrough to find out the truth of the mission.

According to the intelligence, the new deputy envoy was not only young, but also a former charioteer. He was only entrusted with the important task because he was favored by Jing Ke.

Meng Yu had always disdained people who gained power by selling their bodies, but he didn't expect that the other party would appear neither humble nor overbearing when faced with his questioning, and his magnanimity was no less than that of some aristocratic children he had seen.

"If you have anything to say, deputy envoy, please say it and I will listen to it."

Meng Yu smiled slightly and made a please gesture to Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo bowed his hands and said: "The doctor just thought that the boy is too young and weak to take on the important task of deputy envoy. The boy does not agree with this."

"In terms of age, there was a young boy named Xiang Lu in the Spring and Autumn Period. He became Confucius's teacher at the age of seven and became famous everywhere. With the doctor's erudition, he must have heard of it."

"If this matter is too long ago, then the doctor must have heard about Shangqing Ganluo."

"The current king of Qin has a sharp eye and does not look down on Gan Luo because of his young age. He worshiped the twelve-year-old Gan Luo as his minister, which became a good talk for a while. As an important minister of the Qin State, how does the doctor feel about this? I think, the doctor You don’t think that King Qin did something wrong, do you?”

"Although the boy is young, he is already close to the Fu family. I dare not compare him with prodigies like Gan Luo and Xiang Luo, but he can still do the job of deputy envoy."

Zhao Tuo has a clear voice and talks eloquently.

He was originally a child of a noble family, and his family had good genes. Generations of beauties and handsome men had made him very good-looking.

Now that he has put on the team's spare messenger uniform, he is even more energetic and has a certain demeanor in his movements.

Meng Yu was surprised. He didn't expect this young man to be so powerful. He used two allusions in just a few sentences.

Especially using Gan Luo's incident as an argument to counterattack made him unable to speak at all.

You know, the King of Qin who worshiped twelve-year-old Gan Luo as his minister in that story is the current ruler of Qin, King Qin!

King Qin Zhengdu believed that age was not a problem. Why should he, a young fifth-level official, question this?

Are you questioning King Qin?

"What the deputy envoy said is true, but I lacked consideration."

Meng Yu was upright and apologized to Zhao Tuo on the spot, with no sign of contempt on his face.

Jing Ke on the side smiled, the look of satisfaction in his eyes getting stronger.



After the motorcade entered Hangu Pass, they followed the dangerous path in the valley. At sunset, they stayed in a pavilion in the pass.

The waning moon hangs high.

In the dim moonlight, Zhao Tuo took off his shoes outside the house and walked into Jing Ke's room.

Carefully closing the door behind him, he and Jing Ke were the only two people left in the room.

Jing Ke was sitting on the couch, reading the bamboo slips in the dim light of the lamp.

"Jing Qing."

"Go to bed."

Zhao Tuo went to bed with his socks on and knelt down opposite Jing Ke.

His legs were close together, his knees and insteps were pressed against the mat on the couch, his buttocks rested on his heels, and he held his knees with both hands. This is the standard kneeling posture.

"You have questions."

Zhao Tuo nodded and said: "I am confused, please ask Jing Qing to answer."

"explain."

Zhao Tuo said softly: "I thought Qin Wuyang's death had aroused the vigilance of the people of Qin. At this time, I should act cowardly and keep silent, so that the people of Qin would think that I am incompetent, so that they would relax their vigilance and not pass. Pay more attention to me."

"But today Jing Qing told me to stand up and face each other, and for a moment, I showed my sharp edge, which made Na Mengyu notice me. I don't know whether it is good or bad if this continues."

When Jing Ke heard this, he shook his head and smiled: "Although you are smart, you still lack experience. Let me ask you, Qin Wuyang is dead, and I let you enter Qin as a deputy envoy. To others, this matter is not suspicious. ?”

"Suspicious." Zhao Tuo nodded.

"Then if, as you said, you continue to act cowardly and you can't bear the responsibility of deputy envoy at first glance, but I let you become deputy envoy, is this not suspicious?"

Zhao Tuo thought for a moment and finally nodded.

Jing Ke then said: "You were smart in dealing with Han Nan before, and you were quite smart in doing things along the way. Everyone in the convoy knew it. If you suddenly become timid when facing the people of Qin, what will happen before and after? In comparison, isn’t it suspicious?”

Zhao Tuo understood.

Just like Jing Ke said, he was very clever in dealing with Han Nan before. Everyone knows about this matter, and the people of Qin will know it by just asking.

If he enters the Qin Kingdom and suddenly turns into an incompetent coward, this is equivalent to the collapse of his personality, creating a sense of contrast, which is abnormal at first glance.

On the contrary, he needs to continue to show the intelligence and sharpness of a young man so that he can adapt to the previous characters, so that the front and back are unified and no flaws are exposed.

After all, it is impossible for a shrewd man like Jing Ke to choose a fool and a coward as his deputy. If he did, it would only make people suspect that there is something fishy going on.

Seeing Zhao Tuo's understanding, Jing Ke had a smile on his face. He leaned over and reached out to pat Zhao Tuo's shoulder. He said gently: "Don't worry, you just need to follow the words I taught you before, and you will be fine."

The sound of the door closing was heard in his ears, and Zhao Tuo's figure had disappeared outside the house.

Jing Ke sighed softly and put down the bamboo slips he was holding.

He likes reading and reads a volume every night.

Even though Jing Ke was famous as a knight-errant, he was actually a scholar at heart. His dream when he was a boy was to help the country and show off his talents.

He once advised Wei Yuanjun with passion and wanted to serve the motherland with his talents and swordsmanship.

But Wei Yuanjun ignored him at all.

Jing Ke knew that Wei's country would perish.

From then on he traveled around the world.

He had seen the Qi State under the rule of King Jian of Qi, which was glorious on the outside but already decayed on the inside.

I also walked in Wei Dynasty and saw the crumbling Daliang City, which had long lost the glory of its military soldiers.

He once sang in a wine shop in Handan City, listened to Zhao Nu's sad singing, and witnessed the mediocre King Zhao destroying the city wall.

Finally, in Yan State, he found a close friend.

As the saying goes, a thousand-mile horse is hard to find.

But they don’t know that a thousand-mile horse often exists, but a bole does not always exist.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

Jing Ke, I am willing to sacrifice myself to serve.

This trip is difficult.

He hoped that the person he chose was right.



Zhao Tuo walked towards his room. After becoming the deputy envoy, he no longer had to share the camp with others and had his own separate room.

There was a man standing in front of the house.

Zhao Tuo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Heng?"

Heng's face turned pale and he stared at Zhao Tuo.

"Tuo, are you coming out of Jing Qing's room?"