"oh?"
Ying Quliang looked over.
Huang smiled and said: "Your Majesty, Confucius didn't travel around the world back then, did he intend to become an official?"
"As the saying goes, to govern a country and bring peace to the world, the more talented people are, the more confident they are. They all want to change the world with their own talents."
"As a scholar, what you want is to make achievements, to be a prince for generations to come, and to have a wife and a son."
Taking a sip of wine, Ying Quliang chuckled: "Then what does the Imperial Master do?"
After hearing this, Huang was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth to answer. Not only was his tone not impassioned, but he was extremely calm.
"At first, I joined the Qin army to fight, firstly for the Qin State, secondly for my family, and to survive for myself."
"When I came back from Shaoliang, I saw the vastness of the world. At that time, I was here to witness a piece of ancient history."
…
After chatting for a while, Huang stood up and said goodbye. Ying Quliang was very busy. Nowadays, he needs to make decisions on all matters in the court, big or small.
The new king who succeeds to the throne also needs to take control of the real power step by step under this kind of tempering.
"Your Majesty, I'm going out for a few days. If something happens, you can send someone to Lintao to look for me." Huang said, turned around and left.
Ying Quliang raised his head and looked at Huang: "Master, if Wei Yang enters Qin, how will he deal with himself, and what will happen to Qin?"
Hearing this, Huang stopped, turned to Ying Quliang, smiled, and said: "If Wei Yang enters Qin, your Majesty will be in charge of the Qin State, and no one can hinder your Majesty's decision."
“The king and his ministers trust each other as if they were one person.”
Huang left.
Ying Quliang gave Jing Jian a look, and Jing Jian quickly followed. In the huge political hall, only Ying Quliang and Uncle Hei were left.
When Huang walked away, Ying Quliang finally spoke: "Uncle Hei, what do you think of the Imperial Master?"
Uncle Hei frowned and then said: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Counselor has great talents. Since he became the Imperial Counselor of the Qin State, every time he has done things has gone smoothly."
"Even before, I was not rewarded for fighting for Qin, and it was for no reason."
"It's just that I find it strange that the Imperial Guard now has three thousand cavalry and has established the Sun Chamber of Commerce. He is in a high and powerful position, but he has no intention of getting involved in the court."
"Every time it is an invitation from the king, otherwise the national advisor would never comment on the national policy, nor would he intervene in the power struggle..."
"Ha ha……"
With a chuckle, Ying Quliang answered: "The Imperial Advisor is a smart man. He has the ability to protect himself by holding cavalry. He established the Sun Chamber of Commerce because his salary cannot afford to support that cavalry."
"If he doesn't interfere in state affairs, it's because he is a state advisor. He has a high status in Qin State, is equal to the king, and is aloof from others."
"Besides that, the most important thing is that he has different pursuits than we do."
Speaking of this, Ying Quliang smiled inexplicably and said in a faint tone: "The imperial master entered the library of Qin Gong's office and the storage room of Luoyang, all in order to find the handwritings of Laozi and others."
"There was something he hadn't finished talking about just now. He returned from Shaoliang City not only to write an ancient history, but also to pursue immortality!"
"..."
Huang Xingxing did not hide anything. Anyone who is interested can deduce something from his actions.
What's more, Ying Quliang.
…
"Master, would you like to have a drink together?" Jingjian followed Huang, with a smile on his face: "Master has not been to my house yet, how about you?"
Seeing Supervisor Jing's invitation, Huang smiled and nodded: "Nai Shi, invite me to drink now. When Wei Yang comes back, you won't be able to run away."
"Haha, let's wait until Wei Yang comes back." Jing Jian replied with a smile.
There are not many familiar people in Yueyang, and the only ones who can drink and talk about girls together are Wei Yang and Jing Jian.
Of course, Zi Cheying, who was involved in bloodshed together, is also one of them.
Therefore, Huang did not refuse.
The two people were talking as they walked, and after a while, they entered a remote alley. The small courtyard at the end of the alley was the Jingjian's residence.
Two rows of houses, six rooms in total.
Seeing this mansion, Huang couldn't help but shake his head. Nei Shi was already a middle-to-high-level official in the Qin Kingdom, but Jing Jian still lived in such a shabby state.
From this point alone, we can see the character of Jing Jian, and we can also see that the Qin State today is really barren.
"The mansion is simple and shabby, don't be offended, Imperial Master." Jing Jian said, and then went to knock on the door.
The door opened with a creak, and a girl in simple clothes stretched out her head and smiled, saying: "Ah, you came back so early today?"
Seeing Huang, she couldn't help but blush slightly and said shyly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that a guest was coming, which would make me embarrassed..."
"Invite the Imperial Master!" Jing Jian stretched out his hand to invite Huang to come in. He smiled bitterly and said, "I am an old friend, and I am making the Imperial Master laugh."
"What's so funny about this, little girl, you're really good-natured." Huang smiled and followed Jingjian into the door.
Jingjian was familiar with Huang, and he didn't treat Huang as an outsider. When he walked into the courtyard, he motioned for Huang to sit down, then smiled and patted the little girl.
"Little Linghu, call me daddy." Then he pointed at Huang and introduced, "This is the Imperial Master. From now on, you can just call me Uncle Huang."
Hearing this, little Linghu smiled mischievously: "How old are you if you don't bark?"
"The national teacher is not big either."
"Haha, you scenery supervisor, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, actually took advantage of me!"
Huang smiled and scolded Jingjian, looked at the little girl and said, "Little Linghu, how old are you?"
"Brother, National Master, I am thirteen this year."
Little Linghu is very cute. She is a well-born and beautiful girl. She is not considered a lady in the family, but can barely be regarded as a jade girl in a small family. It can be seen that she is a very virtuous person.
"My daughter is here, Imperial Master, please stop talking nonsense!" Jing Jian smiled helplessly and touched the little girl's head: "Have you studied?"
Little Linghu made a face and smiled, and said: "I've read it, I've memorized it all."
"You sit with the Imperial Master while I prepare the banquet."
Watching Xiao Linghu leave, Jingjian told the story of him and Xiao Linghu, who was the only daughter of one of his brothers in the army.
My old friend was a captain of thousands who died tragically in battle in his prime. Later, my wife also left with her old friend.
Jing Jian took the little Linghu home who had lost his parents and adopted him as his adopted daughter. Let little Linghu have someone to rely on and be able to survive in this troubled world.
After hearing the story, Huang took a sip of wine and couldn't help but fell silent.
He knew in his heart that these were troubled times.
War breaks out frequently, and death is the most normal thing. Especially when a young man dies, it often means that a family is broken up.
This shitty world.
It is difficult for a man to live, let alone a little girl. If it weren't for Jing Jian, little Linghu's fate would have been extremely tragic.
The troubled times won't end in a short time, so Huang didn't do anything to disturb himself. He suppressed his thoughts and drank in silence.
…
Thinking of little Linghu's attitude towards Jingjian, Huang smiled and said: "Little Linghu is young and smart, and will definitely be an excellent assistant to the internal historian in the future."
Hearing this, Supervisor Jing looked slightly embarrassed: "Master, you're teasing me too, how unkind you are!"
"At any rate, we were together
Seeing little Linghu coming out, Jing Jian paused and quickly changed his words: "From birth to death..."
