Everyone looked at each other and decided that Taicang would be the first to say: "According to the internal history, the warehouse was opened overnight yesterday, and the grain has been sent to various places in batches. However, the household registration of the new people is still being reviewed and sorted out, so the distribution of grain can only be postponed. . The lower official asked someone to give out some porridge and batter first to relieve the emergency, and then distribute it per head after the household registration is determined. "
Zhao Gao gave a faint "hmm", which was regarded as his consent.
"One more thing, the nearby county encountered some trouble last night when giving porridge. The Zhao State has not been more strict than the Qin State, and the people are fighting for it. We are short of manpower and it is difficult to control it. As a result... nearly a hundred people were injured in one night. .”
"I will find a way to deal with manpower. But our people must first establish a rule for the people. Women, the elderly, the young, the sick and the weak will be given priority. Those who are rude and fight will be banned for one day. For those who do not change despite repeated admonitions, they will be rewarded with a few meals in prison. Here is a brief list of them. Sincerely, there will be no need to distribute disaster relief food in the future."
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right now."
"Wait a minute, you have been busy most of the night, and you are here again early in the morning. You don't want to have something to eat. I brought some hot porridge. If you don't dislike it, I will just eat some before leaving."
Neishi is a gentle and thoughtful person. Ever since he took over the Neishi Mansion, he has considered everything carefully. When things are done late, there are hot meals ordered from the wine shop, impromptu summons in the early morning, and hot porridge. In the winter, the charcoal fire is refueled diligently. In the winter, the thinly dressed old subordinates wear thick cloaks when they go out. In the summer, some are brought from the basement. There seemed to be nothing he could not think of hiding in the ice.
How many people wanted to marry their daughter to him, even if the wife could not be a concubine, but he seemed to have no intention of marrying a wife and taking a concubine, and no one dared to say this rashly.
After sending away the order of Taicang, Zhao Gao turned around and asked the two inner ministers around him: "What did the merchants say?"
Guo Xingdao: "Many big businessmen are interested in exchanging grain for things, but... they are still a bit reluctant. They plan to hold a banquet in Anyang Tower and tell the inner historian in person, but I don't know what the inner historian wants..."
At first glance, Zhao Gao felt that Anyang Tower sounded familiar, but he remembered the business and didn't think much about it, and simply replied: "When?"
"If it's convenient, it's better to choose a day than to hit it. How about today?" Nei Shicheng asked tentatively.
Taicang has been opened, and we are waiting to raise food to make up for the gap. Things cannot be delayed. Zhao Gao agreed readily: "That's it."
"Xuan Zhao Wang enters the palace."
Sitting in the palace where he was humiliated as a child, Zhao Zheng didn't have much trouble in his heart. At the beginning, I opened my eyes wide and tried hard to distinguish, wanting to see clearly all the people who bullied their mother and son, so that one day they could find an opportunity to seek revenge and settle the grievances.
But when they were eating just now, Zhao Gao was leisurely discussing with him such common things as "I'll make steamed buns by myself when I get home". Within a few minutes, he turned to Zhao Qian's trembling eyes. , he just felt bored. Rather than how to take revenge, he was more willing to think about what kind of material Zhao Gao would use to make stuffing.
Zhao Wangqian held the letter of surrender and stepped up the steps step by step. In the past, when I went to court, the endless steps felt too short today. After a few steps, I entered the palace. I looked up and saw sitting on the throne the most despised concubine of the past. Even if I looked away and closed my eyes, His beautiful appearance is still endlessly engraved in my mind like a nightmare.
The audience shouted: "The king of Zhao respectfully submits the letter of surrender."
In the past, Zhao Qian felt that the Palace of Government was not grand enough, so Zhao Qian not only had many gilded murals painted, but also placed many Changming palace lanterns. The palace lanterns are placed in pairs and are laid out along the Danbi to both ends of the throne. Every time he entered here, he felt a joyful atmosphere, which was very pleasing to the eye. Now, all the lamps were still burning brightly, and the gold-painted paintings were still shining brightly under the light, but it made him feel eerie and terrifying for no reason.
His eyes inadvertently met the mural of his ancestor riding a horse in Hufu, and a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: Hundreds of years of foundation have been completely destroyed in the hands of the traitor! In an instant, his face looked horrified, his legs weakened, and he almost fell down. He was held tightly by the guards in front of the palace who escorted him before he could barely stand still.
"The king of Zhao respectfully submits the letter of surrender." Xu Shi saw that Zhao Qian had lost his soul, and the visitor had to remind him again.
Zhao Qian had no idea what he was thinking, but the two guards on his left and right kicked him in the crook of his legs, and he knelt down with the letter of surrender in hand. Not knowing what to say to satisfy King Qin, Zhao Qian, who was kneeling on the ground, was worried and shaking.
Soon, King Qin, who was sitting in the palace, waved his hands solemnly. The eunuch immediately walked down the steps and took the surrender letter from his hand and presented it to the King of Qin respectfully.
Historians from Qin and Zhao countries all watched this moment with breathless concentration in the palace. Later, the Qin State was very eloquent about this and was well prepared. However, Zhao Guoyang was reluctant to put pen to paper. However, no one cares whether they are honest about this matter, and their presence is just a show.
The Taishi Ling of the State of Zhao stared at the murals on the palace hall one by one, taking in the great achievements of the ancestors and kings who worked hard to rejuvenate the country. His ears rang with joy. After standing for a long time, his expression finally became firm and heavy. He uttered one word: "Remember!"
"Taishi Ling! This is..." The questioning voices of Zuo Shi and You Shi were filled with indescribable sorrow, and the words "the humiliation of national subjugation" could not be uttered no matter what.
But the response they received was still the same sonorous and powerful word - remember!
Not remembering is not enough to warn future generations.
Standing in front of Anyang Tower, Zhao Gao discovered that this was the place where he and Zhao Zheng had been framed. However, the two of them had lotion on their faces at that time, which was not very visible to outsiders, so it didn't matter.
Although he had heard about the history of Qin's internal affairs for a long time, when Zhao Gao actually appeared in front of everyone, he still managed to arouse a burst of sighs and sighs: "This..."
Rumor has it that the internal historian is dressed in white and has an air of sparse clouds and light moonlight. The person I saw in front of me today had a clean and smooth demeanor, but he was wearing black clothes. He had an extra bit of cool and heroic aura, and no one dared to recognize him rashly.
Zhao Gao looked down and felt helpless. These were Zhao Zheng's private clothes. He didn't bring a change of clothes when he went to the palace yesterday, so he just had to put on some clothes when he went out this morning. Unexpectedly... he asked leisurely: "Don't you all want to see me? ?”
Someone woke up from a dream and said excitedly: "Oh, it's true! I don't know the history of my wife and I'm here. It's rude and disrespectful."
"Don't blame us for not being able to recognize each other. How can such Qingshui Shenyun look like a mortal?"
There were flattering words for a while, but Zhao Gao remained calm and said in a funny way: "You don't dare to go to the appointment during the day. You can rest assured that the person standing in front of you is a human being."
Seeing that he was so easy-going and not putting on airs, most of the nervousness in everyone's hearts disappeared. They also heard the implication of his words and swallowed back all the flattery that was too late to blurt out.
"I spoke out when I felt it, and I made the inner historian laugh. Oh, by the way, I'll prepare some wine here. If the inner historian doesn't mind that we smell like copper, how about we go in and have a drink for a while?" said General Zhao Gao. Seeing the indifferent reaction just now, shopkeeper Yang put away his flattery, adopted an attitude that was warm but not flattering, and made a greeting gesture with a smile after speaking.
"I'm interested." Zhao Gao nodded slightly and walked in slowly under the gaze of everyone.
The banquet was placed in a long elegant room that could accommodate more than a dozen people. When Zhao Gao sat down at the table, three or five slim women walked slowly to the right, either holding a long flute or holding a Yaoqin in their arms. After sitting down behind the screen, after a while, melodious music sounded, just right for people to hear, but not drowning out everyone's voices.
Seeing his eyes pause behind the screen, the interested person felt happy and said that there was something going on. He hurriedly explained: "These are the female musicians invited from the music studio."
The music felt familiar to him just now, but now that he heard it was from the music studio, Zhao Gao knew it. It was probably Zhang Cang who composed the music and gave it to Le Zheng, the elder of the band. It is not unusual for music to reach these female musicians from his hands.
Everyone didn't know what he was thinking, and they thought he was interested in these female musicians. They thought: It's not that he doesn't like women, he just has higher requirements.
In fact, these businessmen in front of them don't have much literary talent at all. Not many people can bear to listen to music. The reason why they invited female musicians is to test them.
After all, everyone's future lifeline is in his hands, so he has to please him. Sending gold and silver, I guess he wouldn't be interested after seeing too much. As for gifting a woman, as long as she has the right appetite, it's fine if she's a man...
Of course, I heard that there was no concubine in the family of Su Neishi, who was governed by the Qin Dynasty. His life was very dull, and no one dared to rashly put a woman into his arms. After finally meeting him, he was unwilling to let it go, so he planned to let him have a look first. The next step would depend on the situation.
In the past, the music studio was only used for listening to music. Later, the old music studio was gone and no one was supporting the facade. When the business plummeted, they started to do some gray business, specializing in training some beautiful female musicians for the entertainment of dignitaries. Now they are looking for young girls who are carefully selected, clean, innocent, and beautiful.
Taking note of their reactions, Zhao Gao vaguely guessed something, but pretended to be ignorant on his face.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, while Zhao Gao was drinking, there was a shopkeeper He who rolled his eyes and summoned a female musician. The female musician came out from behind the screen with gentle steps. At first glance at Zhao Gao's appearance, she was so happy that she even spoke with a bit of shyness: "My maid is pouring wine for the internal minister."
Zhao Gao just finished taking a sip and lowered the hand holding the baron in the air. Seeing that the female musician fell in the direction not of the wine baron in his hand, but his own hand, he frowned slightly and laughed self-deprecatingly. : What I drank today was indeed flower wine.
It's just that he has never liked outsiders getting close to him, and now that he has a family to live up to, he can only choose not to understand the style. In this way, he pretended not to hold it, and inadvertently put the wine baron back on the case, leaving the woman with nothing to grasp.
Then, he seemed to realize something. He turned his head and looked at the woman and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't react." His tone of voice was very gentle, and he scratched the woman's heart. There was also an ambiguity in the corners of his eyes that disturbed people's minds. The look on his face makes people's hearts beat faster.
Occasionally, Zhao Gao would be in a good mood and take the initiative to seduce him, which even Zhao Zheng couldn't resist. The seemingly unintentional glance at this time concealed too much meaning that he wanted to give up. The female singer was distracted for a while, and she accidentally knocked over the wine in her hand. Zhao Gao's eyes were aching, so he took the wine baron again and rolled up his sleeves without leaving a trace. There was not even a drop on his clothes.
I originally wanted to use a honey trap under Nei Shi's nose. As long as he got the idea, I could say anything. Unexpectedly, he made the person confused and confused, which was really embarrassing. Shopkeeper He scolded him in both embarrassment and anger: "What's the use of you, frizzy? Why don't you hurry up and stop embarrassing yourself here."
In fact, she was only twenty-eight years old. In addition to being educated, she was picked before she even had time to serve a guest. The inexperienced female singer was so reprimanded that she was so frightened that she shed tears on the spot.
Most of these female musicians were slaves with miserable life experiences and were sold to music studios. How could they be wrong? The fault lies with those who use them as tools.
"Don't be afraid. It was my negligence and I won't blame you. You see, your clothes are dirty. Go and wash them quickly, okay?" Zhao Gao helped the woman pick up the wine barley on the ground, put it back on the tray and handed it to her, using everyone's words. The volume can be heard as a soothing sound. After all, it was his "incomprehension of style" that caused the trouble, and he couldn't let others take the responsibility for him.
The woman was in a panic, so she asked him to comfort her with a few gentle words, then looked at his soft eyes, she calmed down unconsciously, took the plate, and carefully looked at Shopkeeper He's face.
Since Nei Shi said this, shopkeeper He naturally wanted to give her face and did not dare to embarrass her again. He waved his hand out of sight and out of mind, asking her to leave quickly.
When everyone around him was clear, Zhao Gao put away his casual attitude as if he was really just here for a banquet. He put down the long chopsticks in his hands and said seriously: "You have listened to the music and drank the wine. Everyone has If you want to see me if you have something to do, just tell me."
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