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"And he doesn't know etiquette.
He's rough and violent.
If the King Of Qi sincerely congratulates him, as long as he's not more stupid than you, he shouldn't have sent him. "
You shouldn't have sent him here. "Qin Song ignored Han Pu who was about to get angry.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "He shouldn't be the envoy, right? Who is the envoy? "
Han Pu, who was scolded for being stupid, didn't dare to fight.
He couldn't win against him.
He said gloomily, "An unknown civil official."
Qin Song muttered, "If it weren't for the fact that this civil official isn't as unknown as we think,
There's someone else who can make decisions among the envoys of the Qi Kingdom. "
"How do you know?"
Qin Song said, "I've inquired about the deeds of this General Wang before.
Although he's brave and fierce, he's easy to control.
However, it was very easy for them to lose control. They had once gotten into a killing frenzy after breaking through a city.
He even killed his own people who blocked his way. Sometimes, after breaking into the city, Qi Shuai simply ignored him. After a few days, when he had vented enough, Qi Shuai summoned him back … Such a person,
How could an unknown civil official be able to control him? If there's no one who can control him,
Why would the King Of Qi send him to the Qin Kingdom? "
"Uh …" Han Pu scratched his head and said, "It seems to make sense …" However, he was more curious about how a scholar like Qin Song, who never went out, could get such detailed and secret information.
"Moreover," Qin Song continued, "although Wang Meng acted arrogantly this time,
However, he was too arrogant and knew his limits.
This is really not like his character. It looks like he's testing step by step.
He's testing whether the people have spirit.
He's testing whether the officials have confidence … Should the next step be to test the King Of Qin? The King Of Qi has big plans this time! "
"What do you mean?" Han Pu opened his eyes wide and said excitedly, "Is the Qi army coming?"
"Actually, a Qi invasion is inevitable." Qin Song said, "Last winter there was heavy snowfall on the prairie, many cows and horses froze to death, whether they want to fight or not is not up to them. If they won, they would bring back enough food. If they lost, enough people would die, and the remaining people would not starve to death. Therefore, they really don't need to test us so carefully just for the sake of fighting or not … If I'm not wrong, the King Of Qi is a little jealous of Daqin's destruction of the Three Kingdoms, and he wants a share of the loot! " When Daqin was divided into three states, the State of Qi was in civil strife and could not even take care of itself. Now that the King Of Qi had stabilized the situation, he would not let go of the good situation at hand.
"You're saying that if they find out the results of their probing, it's very likely that they'll launch an all-out invasion?" Not just to plunder, but to seize territory and seize the world.
Qin Song nodded and said, "If that's the case, they will probably choose to invade from the former Wei or Han, right? The terrain there is suitable, and there are not many Qin troops stationed there … "Zhao had just been destroyed two years ago, and now there was a large number of Qin troops stationed there.
Han Pu angrily interrupted, "How do you know that they won't attack Chu? That's the real soft persimmon, okay?" His parents and brother were still in Han!
Qin Song looked at him and said, "First, although Chu is weak, its national strength is not damaged, and it is not necessarily as easy to defeat as the current Daqin. Second, if the State of Qi attacks Qin, Da Chu will definitely stay at home and cheer, wishing that they would all perish together. But if the State of Qi attacks Chu, Daqin may secretly sneak behind him … If you were Da Qi, who would you attack?"
Han Pu did not speak for a long time, and finally said, "Do you think I should ask my parents to move?"
It was not easy for them to have peace for a few years, and maybe there would be a war again.
His little nephew was only three years old, and he had a sweet mouth and knew how to make people happy.
But in this chaotic world, where could they move to?
Qin Song seemed to know what he was thinking, and said lightly, "If you want to move, then move to the capital of Qin!"
"Are you kidding? We and …" Because there was a coachman outside, Han Pu did not finish his sentence, and only said, "You know what I mean."
"I'm not kidding." Qin Song looked out of the window and said lightly, "In the world today, there are only three countries: Chu, Qin, and Qi. Chu is the weakest, and when Qin recovers, it may be destroyed. As for the State of Qi, even if I don't like the King Of Qin, I have to say that if the world is controlled by Da Qi, it will be the biggest disaster in the world."
"Why?"
"… If Da Qi controls the world, then the world will be slaves." Da Qi was originally a semi-slave country. When tribes fought, the losers would become slaves. Every year, Da Qi kidnapped a large number of people from other countries and took them as slaves. When the people of Da Qi counted their wealth, slaves were ranked behind cows and sheep.
Han Pu was depressed and cursed. He thought about killing the King Of Qin every day, and killing the King Of Qin. Did he have to protect his family in the end? What was this!
Han Pu was depressed for a long time, and said, "Is there no way to stop them from fighting, or at least not so big?"
Qin Song smiled bitterly, "You really think highly of me." Yesterday, he was still a prisoner on death row! He barely managed to protect himself, what could he do?
Han Pu sighed and said sullenly, "Why don't I go and kill the King Of Qi and make them fight among themselves again?"
Qin Song glanced at him. This person was still so unreliable. The fighting in the royal family of Da Qi was far more brutal than in other countries … If the King Of Qi was so easy to kill, he would have died many times over.
After a moment of silence, he said, "You go outside, and we will go there. If Wang Meng wants to hurt people or scare the horses … kill him!"
Han Pu widened his eyes, "Kill him? Won't killing him anger the King Of Qi? "
Qin Song said lightly, "If a person is beaten, it may be because he did something that angered the other party. But if a country is beaten, the most fundamental reason is that you are too weak."
Didn't he want to test the strength of Daqin? Then let's try!
Han Pu agreed and went out to sit on the shaft of the carriage. Then the coachman cracked the whip, and the carriage pushed the surrounding carriages aside and slowly moved forward.
After passing three or four carriages, Wang Meng's tall figure appeared on the road ahead. Sure enough, he was frighteningly powerful. The surroundings were empty, and there was not a single person in sight.
The size of the sword on his shoulder seemed normal. Qin Song was thinking when the door curtain suddenly moved. Yu Sheng quietly got on the carriage.
Qin Song turned around, "Hmm?"
Yu Sheng explained, "I took the sword to the yamen, and Wang Meng happened to be there. He wanted the yamen to search the whole city to help him catch the thief who stole the sword … When he saw me, he wanted to fight with me. I ignored him, threw the sword to him and left. When I returned to the mansion, the gatekeeper said that you and Han Pu went to Nan 'an Teahouse, so I chased after you. "
At this moment, the carriage was already close to Wang Meng. Yu Sheng did not speak anymore. His fingers tightened on the sword, and his eyes stared at Wang Meng. He saw that Wang Meng's feet suddenly swayed, and he seemed to have inadvertently blocked the carriage's path.
"Hey, big guy!" Han Pu's lazy voice sounded from outside, "Do you have eyes? Can't you see that you're blocking the road? "
Wang Meng was used to being arrogant, and this was the first time someone dared to scold him like this. He immediately became angry, "You're courting death!"
The sword directly chopped down on his shoulder.
Han Pu sneered. Just as he was about to flip down the shaft of the carriage, he suddenly heard a sharp whistling sound. Han Pu's expression changed, and he withdrew the dagger that had already been out of its sheath.
At the same time, Wang Meng suddenly turned around, and the sword that was halfway out swept horizontally. With a loud "clang", Wang Meng's body shook and he took half a step back. At the same time, a black light was deflected, and it shot into the signboard of the restaurant next to them. It was a black iron arrow.
Then, Qin Yi's clear voice sounded, "As the saying goes, even when two countries are at war, envoys are not killed, let alone guests who came to congratulate. His Majesty thought that you were guests from afar, so he tolerated you. Who would have thought that you still did not repent! His Majesty has ordered that from today onwards, all envoys from Northern Qi are not allowed to leave the post without permission. Those who disobey will be killed without mercy! Guards! Send General Wang back! "
As Wang Meng was "sent" away, the road quickly became clear. Qin Song glanced at Qin Yi who was standing on the windowsill of the restaurant. When he was about to close the curtain, he did not expect that Qin Yi seemed to have seen him. He smiled and said, "Qin Song, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. Come up, how about I buy you a drink?"
Qin Song smiled and said loudly, "I'll buy you a drink some other day."
Then he ordered in a low voice, "Let's go!"
The carriage had just moved a few steps when it stopped again. The curtain was rudely pulled open, and Chen Ce's cold face appeared, "Qin Song Gongzi, His Majesty summons you."
The capital of Qin was really small. It was rare for him to go out, but he met all his acquaintances. Qin Song smiled and got out of the carriage. As soon as his feet touched the ground, two imperial bodyguards came forward, one on his left and one on his right. They grabbed his wrist with one hand and pressed down on his shoulder with the other. Unfortunately, before they could get close, one of them was wrapped up by Han Pu's horsewhip and pulled away, and the other was held by Yu Sheng's dagger.
Qin Song smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Chen Ce felt that Qin Song's smile was extremely repulsive. He said coldly, "Search me! How do I know that you don't have a hidden weapon that is harmful to His Majesty? "
Qin Song shook his head and laughed, "Lord Chen, has anyone told you that you …"
Chen Ce saw him pause and could not help but ask, "What?"
Qin Song continued, holding back his laughter, "… are really a big failure of the King Of Qin."
"You!" Chen Ce was furious. However, Qin Song no longer paid any attention to him. He turned around and went to the restaurant behind Chen Ce.
Qin Yi was waiting for him on the stairs of the second floor. Qin Song walked to his side and the two walked side by side. Qin Song smiled and said, "What a coincidence!"
"It's not a coincidence," Qin Yi sighed and said, "It's just that I don't have enough face!"
Qin Song also shook his head and sighed, "I wanted to invite you to try some good wine tomorrow, but looking at Lord Qin's appearance, I'd better not ask for a rebuff."
Qin Yi clicked his tongue and said, "When did the Qin Song I know become so narrow-minded?"
Qin Song patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I'll take that as a compliment!"
When he looked up, he saw Qin Yue sitting in the private room, looking at the two of them with a sullen face. Qin Song withdrew his hand from Qin Yi's shoulder and said with a smile, "King Of Qin, how have you been?"
Was this the ordinary Qin Song? Qin Yue smiled bitterly. All his memories of this young man seemed to have started from that dark torture room. He had no recollection of what the Qin Song was like before.
Qin Yue suddenly did not know how to respond. He had thought of many ways Qin Song would treat him. Would he avoid him? Or would he treat him coldly? Would he be alienated and indifferent under polite obedience? Or would he be half resentful and half grateful? But he never thought that he would see a Qin Song who talked and laughed freely and elegantly.
He became more good-looking.
When he jumped out of the carriage, his raised eyebrows when he teased Chen Ce, and the corners of his lips when he joked with Qin Yi … all of them were so beautiful. Even when he was quietly walking on the side of the road, the young man's back seemed to be more calm and elegant than others, making him unable to move his eyes away.
Was he so good-looking?
Qin Yue realized that he seemed to have never seen or understood this young man clearly.
Just when he thought that he had lost all hope, the young man who was on the verge of death after being tortured sneered at him and found a chance to survive. Just when he thought that he had gradually tamed the young man, what awaited him was the young man's merciless and fatal blow. Just when he thought that he had lost all hope and was waiting for his death, the young man was still as confident as ever ….
It seemed that there was nothing in this world that could really attack him, hurt him, or control him.
Qin Yue, who was used to controlling everything, hated this feeling. He tried his best to control him and used all means to leave his mark in his heart, but in the end, he failed miserably.
He regretted it.
Qin Yue clenched his left hand under the table, but his face was still expressionless. He said, "Sit down and talk."
The maids were lively and the guards were respectful. If Qin Song had not just been unshackled, he was afraid that he would have thought that they were his family in Southern Chu. After bathing and grooming, he put on a white robe with long sleeves, put on a purple and gold crown, matched with flawless jade, and put on soft deerskin boots … When he looked at him again, he was like a handsome young master who had walked out of a painting.
Qin Song finally had a chance to look at his current appearance in the mirror. He couldn't help but frown slightly. He didn't know if it was because the medicine prescribed by the so-called "divine doctor" was too miraculous or because of other reasons, but the wound on his face had already healed. Now, there was only a light pink mark the size of a fingertip left. Looking at Little Peach's amazed expression when she applied the medicine on his face every day, he was afraid that this small scar was also constantly fading and shrinking.
He couldn't use it to make an issue out of it anymore.
Walking out of the room, Qin Song discovered that the courtyard that the King Of Qin used to imprison him was exquisitely renovated. When he was imprisoned, the willow had just sprouted tender shoots. Now, it was full of green, showing off its graceful figure.
"Young master," the maids saw that his footsteps were a little unsteady and said respectfully, "His Majesty asked us to prepare a palanquin for you …"
Qin Song shook his head and refused. Anyone who had been forced to lie down for more than ten days like him would not have the thought of slacking off. They would definitely move more if they could.
Thus, the maids ordered someone to lead the way. She lowered her hands and followed half a step behind Qin Song.
Qin Song still didn't know the name of the maids. Previously, when she was reading to him, she was unwilling to speak much and her attitude was somewhat arrogant. Qin Song thought that her arrogance was because she could read. Now that he thought about it, she should be someone close to Qin Yue.
Along the way, there were peach blossoms, Li Bai, and apricot blossoms, and endless beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, the place where Qin Yue held the banquet was too close. Before he could enjoy to his heart's content, he arrived.
The reason was that Qin Yue called him here. Perhaps he wanted to humiliate him and asked him to attend the banquet with Yi An and Qiu Yun. Or perhaps he wanted to meet people because his injuries had healed and he wanted to stop the "rumor" that "Qin Song Gongzi was tortured by the King Of Qin because he swore to die". However, when he arrived at the banquet, he was stunned. The banquet was sumptuous and full of singing and dancing, but there was only Qin Yue at the table. There was a seat below him, which was still empty. This so-called banquet was actually set up for him alone?
As his suspicions arose, he saw Qin Yue beckoning him with a smile and said, "Qin Song, come quickly. I've been waiting for you for a long time." Unexpectedly, he acted as if they were close friends.
Although he didn't know what Qin Yue was planning, since he was already here, he might as well make the best of it. Qin Song stepped forward and sat down.
Qin Yue clapped his hands, and the music and dancing started.
Qin Yue said, "I've been busy with government affairs these past few days, so I haven't been able to visit you. I wonder if Qin Song's health has improved? How have you been these past few days? Have the servants been neglecting you? Qin Song is my honored guest. If there's any inconvenience, feel free to speak frankly. Please don't regard me as an outsider. "
Qin Song smiled and said, "Thank you very much." He didn't say much.
After not seeing him for a few days, Qin Yue's expression was much more peaceful than before. The hostility on his body was almost completely swept away. Qin Song's heart trembled. There were many monarchs in this world who were willing to accept remonstrances. However, he had never heard of a monarch who would reflect on his actions just because of a few words from a prisoner.
Qin Yue said, "Looking at Qin Song's rosy complexion, you must have been well nourished. Come, I'll toast you a cup. "
Qin Song said his thanks again and raised his cup to drink it in one gulp. However, as soon as the muddy yellow wine entered his throat, he couldn't help but cough loudly.
The youth coughed until he couldn't catch his breath. His cheeks were flushed red from the choking, and his eyes were faintly glistening with tears. It was truly … Qin Yue's breathing paused for a moment before he got up and sat beside the youth. He patted his back to soothe his breathing and said, "It's this Humble One's fault. The Great Qin's wine is truly too strong for your Southern Chu … Someone, change …"
"No need," Qin Song finally managed to catch his breath and said, "I'll take this!"
A strong resentment rose in his heart. Dammit, I've never drunk such bad wine in my life. It's as light as water, and the taste is so strange … but at least there's a little taste of wine. If it was something even lighter, I'd rather drink water!
Qin Yue advised, "Qin Song, don't force yourself."
Qin Song finally reacted. He and Qin Yue were really too close at this moment. In particular, Qin Yue's hand was still on his back. It looked like he was half-hugging him, which made him particularly unhappy. Thus, he moved sideways a little and waited for Qin Yue to tactfully move back.
Qin Yue seemed to not understand his meaning at all. He sat up straight and occupied the space that Qin Song had vacated. He sighed and said, "Qin Song can even choke when drinking wine. I can only be at ease if I sit with you … it's also convenient to talk this way."
Qin Song said, "Your Majesty, please do as you wish."
They were just sitting at the same table. Arguing with him would be disadvantageous.
He no longer paid attention to Qin Yue. With one hand holding the pot and the other holding the cup, he began to drink by himself. His gaze fell on the young girl dancing in front of the courtyard. His fingers lightly tapped the sides of the cup, silently tapping to the beat of the music. He seemed to really think of himself as an honored guest of the Qin Palace. What a leisurely and contented appearance.
Qin Yue was surprised for a moment and then recovered. He began to chat occasionally. Then, the casualness on his face was gradually replaced by seriousness.
This young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was famous for his Qin Song sword dance. Although Qin Yue was attracted by his temperament and knew that he was quite intelligent, he did not think that he was very knowledgeable and talented. However, after chatting for a while, he was inexplicably surprised and disdainful of the Southern Chu. In the eyes of the Southern Chu people, such a knowledgeable and far-sighted person, they only saw his Qin Song sword dance. Moreover, they sent him to Daqin with such an inferior status. It was ironic.
He poured another cup for the young man and said with a smile, "Did you enjoy Qin Song to your heart's content today?"
Qin Song was a good wine. He did not refuse anyone. He drank it all in one gulp and sighed, "The tea is muddy and the wine is light. The song is mediocre and the dance is clumsy … It's just passable!"
Qin Yue choked. He originally wanted to use this as an excuse to recruit the young man. He did not expect to receive such an evaluation. He could not help but feel annoyed. He had forgotten that when it came to drinking and having fun, Daqin could not compare to Southern Chu. Moreover, this young man was one of the best among them. Just by looking at his Qin Song Gongzi title, one could tell.
Qin Song sighed and said, "The tea and wine are easy to talk about. If Your Majesty lets me go, I can let Your Majesty taste good wine and fragrant tea in less than three days. But the song and dance …"
He was slightly drunk at the moment. He stood up unsteadily and said, "The dancers I saw floated and turned back to the light snow. Sweet and beautiful, they sent the wandering dragon startled. The willow behind Xiao Chuang's hand is powerless. The clouds want to be born when the train is slanted. "
Qin Yue did not take it seriously. Just as he was about to praise Qin Song's poem, he saw that Qin Song's momentum suddenly changed. His whole body seemed to become light and ethereal. His every movement had a wonderful rhythm. He casually raised his right arm, his long sleeves fluttering lightly. He casually turned, brushed, twisted … Qin Yue finally understood why this young man was famous for his dancing.
"Floated and turned back to the light snow. Sweet and beautiful, they sent the wandering dragon startled. The willow behind Xiao Chuang's hand is powerless. The clouds want to be born when the train is slanted … "He originally thought that the poem was too exaggerated, but now he felt that there was no other way to describe its beauty.
Qin Yue had not come back to his senses yet, but Qin Song had already sat down and sighed, "The singers I saw relied on their beauty to calm their spirit. They were able to blend their emotions and attitudes. When resting, their emotions will not stop. Don't think too much … "
After shaking his head and sighing, he raised his cup and drank again.
Qin Yue's heart itched unbearably. He said, "Since the singing and dancing are not pleasing to the eyes, I wonder if I would have the honor …"
Qin Song said indifferently, "I remember that Your Majesty invited me to attend the banquet, not to attend the banquet!"
Qin Yue choked. He was used to being rebuffed in front of Qin Song. After being reminded several times by him, he did not take it to heart. He regretfully shook his head and let it go. Just as he was about to invite him out for a walk, he heard someone report that the Prime Minister had arrived.
Qin Yue frowned slightly, but still ordered someone to invite him in. Qin Song stood up. "Your Majesty has government affairs to attend to. This official will take his leave."
Qin Yue grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back to sit down. He said, "There's no harm in listening."
Qin Song did not say anything else.
As Qin Yue expected, the Prime Minister, Taishu Zhi, had come over for the matter of Lu Zijin.
The Daqin advocated military force, and its methods had always been simple and forceful. Previously, when its territory was small and the political situation was stable, it was not a big problem to act this way. But now that its territory had expanded by more than three times, there were frequent disturbances and endless troubles. When these Daqin officials dealt with it, it was difficult to make ends meet.
When Qin Yue saw this situation, he boldly used the Liang person, Lu Zijin, and used him more and more. But this caused the local powers to be dissatisfied. No matter what, they would nitpick and impeach him. The Prime Minister, Taishu Zhi, was one of the most forceful.
Taishu Zhi had come because of the recruitment hall that Lu Zijin had been ordered to build in the Qin capital. He said that not only did it cost a lot of money and food, but the people who were recruited were either people who stole chickens and dogs or people who were useless and mediocre people who came to swindle food and drink. In the past few months, not a single serious talent had been found. Instead, the entire capital was in a foul atmosphere.
He gave many examples in a row to illustrate the harm of this group of people.
Qin Yue was also somewhat hesitant. He subconsciously felt that building a recruitment hall to recruit people from all over the world was a good thing. But what Taishu Zhi said was also true. The recruitment hall had been built for a few months, but there were no results. Instead, it was harmful. If this continued …
Just as he was about to speak, he saw the young man beside him drinking wine with his head tilted back. His expression was relaxed. His heart stirred, and he asked, "Qin Song, how do you think this matter should be handled?"
Qin Song shook his head. "I don't know."
Taishu Zhi frowned. "Your Majesty, the important matters of the imperial court are not to be joked around with …"
Qin Yue waved his hand to interrupt him. He said to Qin Song, "I know what you hate the most. If you give me a satisfactory answer today, I will promise you that I will not force you on this matter. How about it?"
Although Qin Yue was lustful, he did not think that he would lose his mind because of it. He had always been very clear when it came to pleasure and business. But when it came to Qin Song, he was faintly losing control. On one hand, he appreciated and even cherished the young man in front of him. On the other hand, he was increasingly unable to control his desire for him.
He would give the young man a chance. If he was worthy, he would no longer regard him as a plaything on the couch. He would be willing to restrain himself a little. Although the young man moved his heart, he was Qin Yue. The one thing he lacked the least was beauties.
Qin Song was silent for a moment. Suddenly, he recited, "In the ancient times, there was a person who used a thousand gold to seek a thousand miles horse …"
Taishu Zhi impatiently interrupted, "What nonsense is this!"
Qin Song acted as if he did not hear and continued to recite. He was famous for his Qin Song. His voice was naturally very pleasant to listen to. It was clear, clean, and intoxicating. Even when he was reciting, there seemed to be a lingering sound that lingered in the air.
"… 'Buy a dead horse for five hundred gold. What about a living horse? The world must have a king as the best horse. The horse has arrived today! 'Thus, if one cannot wait, the horse of a thousand miles will arrive in three. "
After Qin Song finished speaking, Qin Yue and Taishu Zhi were silent for a long time. After looking at each other, Taishu Zhi said, "But all of the people who came today are mediocre. We can't really put them to good use, right?"
Qin Song smiled faintly and said, "You have to ask me this. Are you the Prime Minister or am I the Prime Minister? Do you want me to help you send them to Southern Chu to participate in the imperial examinations? "
Taishu Zhi was so angry that his beard was sticking up. "You! Bastard! "
"Qin Song's temper is like this. Don't take it to heart, Prime Minister." Qin Yue advised. Then, he said, "Qin Song, it's time for you to apply medicine. I will send someone to send you back."
Relief time ended … Qin Song casually took a pear from the table, chewed on it, and left.
Since then, Qin Yue personally came over every few days to play chess and chat with him. Sometimes, they drank and had fun. Sometimes, they rowed on the lake … It was at this time that Qin Song could have a moment of freedom. When he was bored, he would actually faintly hope that Qin Yue would think of him. Although he knew that it was wrong to think this way, some instincts were really hard to control.
Qin Song sighed. He really thought highly of him.
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