The moon hung in the sky, and at the end of the banquet, Young Master Yan was already drunk, and Jing Jian was also a little dizzy. Wei wine was not as strong as Qin wine, but it could not stop them from drinking like this.
Jing Jian said goodbye and left Gongzi Xuan's mansion. The breeze came and fell on his cheeks, making him feel excited and sober.
Leave in a carriage.
When he was in Anyi, Jing Jian was very concerned about the news about Qin and the Six Kingdoms. Not long ago, he received news that the internal worries of Huang had been calmed down, and Qin was preparing for war.
He was a little impatient.
In Anyi, there was a rumbling and undercurrent, and the news that Uncle Gongshu was critically ill spread like wildfire, which made Jing Jian even more anxious.
After Jingjian left, Young Master Yan gradually sobered up and drank a large bowl of sobering soup: "My dear, what do you think of this great merchant of Xue State?"
Hearing this, the old man thought for a while and said, "Sir, this person has been living and dining in Dongxiangchun these days. It can be said that he spends money like water."
"He is generous with his actions and well-spoken. He is also considered an outstanding person."
"Um."
Young Master Yan glanced at the Sky-Moon Sword on the case and frowned. Without any effort, he always felt that the sword was too hot to handle.
"In this case, you can invite him to your residence tomorrow."
"promise."
Watching the old man walk away, Gongzi Yan looked calm. He knew the news about Gongshu Cuo's critical illness immediately.
After being treated by the imperial doctor, Gongshu Zuo was only a few days old, which gave Gongzi Yan hope.
After the death of Gongshu Cuo, the power of the Wei State's prime minister was vacant, and he was the most likely person to ascend to the position of prime minister. When he thought of this, Gongzi Yan said: "Dianmen, prepare a chariot."
"promise."
Grabbing the Sky Moon Sword, Young Master Yan stroked the sword: "It's a pity that I can't own such a famous sword from ancient times."
He wanted to use the sword as a greeting card to send himself to the throne of Wei.
Because of this, he urgently needed to understand the cause and effect between him and Xue Guo's business, so that this sword could truly belong to him.
Half an hour later, Young Master Xian arrived at Anyi Palace. He solemnly saluted Wei Wang Feng and Mrs. Hu.
"My brother paid homage to Brother Wang and met his wife."
Wei Wangfeng smiled, got up from the collapse, and comforted Fox Concubine: "Hang, you came to the palace so late, is there something wrong?"
Young Master Yan glanced at Mrs. Fox, and quickly lowered his head and replied: "Brother Wang, I got an ancient sword today, and I came here to present it to Brother Wang."
"Oh, ancient sword?"
As soon as these words came out, Wei Wangfeng instantly became energetic. He knew very well that Gongzi Yan himself was a good swordsman.
He is also someone who knows how to use swords.
It must be a peerless sword that can be offered to Young Master Yan as a gift to him. When he thought of this, Wei Wang Feng smiled happily: "Where is the sword? Bring it up so that I can open my eyes."
"promise."
Nodding in agreement, Young Master Yan motioned to the servant to bring the sword, and then said to Wang Feng of Wei: "Brother Wang, this is the Sky Moon Sword. According to legend, it was made by Chi You."
"My brother tried it with the Gongbu sword. The Tianyue sword was not damaged at all, but the Gongbu sword broke at the sound."
Wei Wangfeng took over the Tianyue Sword, with a touch of joy on his face. He knew about Gongbu Sword, and he knew even more clearly that Young Master Han did not dare to lie to him.
Pulling out the Sky Moon Sword, Wei Wangfeng waved it and praised: "What a sword!"
…
Returning to Dongxiangchun, Jingjian drank the sobering soup brought to him and lay in the room for a while, feeling quite sober.
"Heilin, send the news to your Majesty. Mr. Wei Xianggong is critically ill. I'm afraid he won't live for a few days. Please make plans in advance."
Heilin nodded.
Jing Jian knew that it would take time for him to capture Gongzi Xian, and he could not do without Anyi for the time being, so he just sent the news out.
After Hei Lin left, Jing Jian reviewed in his mind that in the past few confrontations with Young Master Han, he had not shown any signs of weakness.
Whether it was the elders of Gongzi Xian's house or Gongzi Xian's wife, he bribed them all.
This time, when he learned that his uncle was critically ill, while he was worried, he was keenly aware that a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity had arisen.
Through his understanding of Gongzi Xian, he knew that this man was ambitious and had been plotting to become the prime minister of Wei.
And he's the one most likely to succeed.
…
Queyang.
After the hard work of craftsmen and young men, the military camp has been renovated and everything is on track, especially the three thousand young men who have begun training.
Xianglidu also began to train dead soldiers, and Yang began to teach everyone in Fushui Fang how to read and write.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
Apart from practicing martial arts every day, Huang basically stayed in the Qin Palace Collection, reading classical books in an attempt to understand the world better.
The palace of the State of Qin was located not far from the Political Hall. Ying Quliang came over and said, "Master, there is news from Jingjian that my uncle is critically ill. I'm afraid he doesn't have many days left."
"Once Uncle Cuo dies of illness, it will have a great impact on the state of Wei..."
Hearing this, Huang put down the parchment in his hand, pondered for a long time, and said to Ying Quliang: "Your Majesty, Gongshu Cuo died of illness. Who will succeed the Prime Minister of Wei is the key."
"As long as Pang Juan doesn't become the prime minister of Wei, it won't have much impact on the overall situation."
Having said this, Huang suddenly smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what do you think of Young Master Yan ascending to the position of Prime Minister of Wei?"
The confusion on Ying Quliang's face gradually disappeared as Huang's last words gradually disappeared. He couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Does the Imperial Master mean to secretly help Young Master Yan?"
"Well, let's build momentum for him and let Young Master Yan take over as the Prime Minister of Wei." There was no expression on Huang's face, and he was very calm at this time: "Pang Juan is determined to destroy Qin, we should set up an obstacle for him."
"Looking at the entire Wei Dynasty, Gongzi Yan is the best choice."
"Not only does he have enough status and high status, but most importantly, this young master is keen on getting Wei Wang Feng to stop his troops."
"Similarly, when he ascended to the throne, he had to confront Pang Juan for the sake of power."
Listening to Huang's analysis, Ying Quliang nodded slightly, and finally asked Huang: "What if Wei Yang becomes the Prime Minister of Wei?"
Hearing this, Huang paused slightly and smiled at Ying Quliang seemingly casually: "Your Majesty, there are many dead men in captivity in the Ying clan, right?"
"If Wei Yang is the prime minister of Wei, he will poach people. If he can't poach people, he will be given away."
"In today's Wei State, there cannot be a person as awesome as Wei Yang."
Huang's answer made Ying Quliang frown. Judging from his understanding, Huang valued Wei Yang very much and even did not hesitate to kill people.
With thoughts swirling in his mind, Ying Quliang said, "Do you want Inspector Jing to have contact with this Wei Yang?"
"do not."
Huang shook his head: "Once Jingjian's identity is exposed, Young Master Yan will not let him go."
"good."
Ying Quliang is still too young now, and his understanding of royal power is only superficial, and he does not have a thorough understanding of the situation in the Central Plains.
However, this kind of high pressure, always facing the crisis of life and death, will make a person grow rapidly.
Huang believes that Ying Quliang will grow up and be able to face any situation calmly and be able to handle anything with ease.
Finally, Ying Quliang left.
Huang picked up the parchment again and raised the corners of his mouth: "Brother Yang, we will meet again soon. It's time for me to leave Qin to see the world."
