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Qin Song finally had the 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 "Godly Doctor" was too magical or for some other reason.
The wound on his face had long healed, leaving only a light pink mark the size of a fingertip.
Looking at Little Peach's amazed look when she applied medicine on him every day, he was afraid that this scar,
Was also constantly fading and shrinking.
He couldn't make an issue out of it anymore.
Walking out of the room, Qin Song realized that the courtyard used by the King Of Qin to imprison him was extremely exquisite.
When he was imprisoned, the willow branches had just sprouted tender buds. Now, they were full of verdant and graceful figures.
"Young Master,"
The maid saw that his footsteps were a little unsteady,
She said respectfully, "His Majesty asked us servants 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 intention to slack off again. They would definitely move a little more if they could.
Thus, the maid ordered someone to lead the way in front. She followed half a step behind Qin Song with her hands hanging down.
Qin Song still didn't know the name of the maid. Previously, when she was reading to him,
She had never been willing to say much.
Her attitude was also a little arrogant,
Qin Song thought that her arrogance was because she could read. Now that he thought about it, this should be someone close to Qin Yue.
Along the way, he saw peach blossoms, Li Bai, and apricot blossoms, and endless beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, the place where Qin Yue held the banquet was too close.
The reason was that Qin Yue had called him here, perhaps because he wanted to humiliate him and let him attend the banquet with Yi An and Qiu Yun. Or perhaps because he had recovered from his injuries and should come out to meet people to dispel the "rumors" that "Qin Song Gongzi was tortured by the King Of Qin because he refused to obey to death". However, when he arrived, he was stunned. The banquet was sumptuous and full of singing and dancing, but only Qin Yue was at the table. There was a seat below him that was still empty. This so-called banquet was actually set up for him alone?
As his doubts arose, he saw Qin Yue beckoning him with a smile and said, "Qin Song, come quickly. I have 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 took his seat.
Qin Yue clapped his hands, and the music and dancing started.
Qin Yue said, "I have 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 days? Have the servants been neglecting you? Qin Song is my honored guest. If there is 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 anything else.
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 felt a chill in his heart. There were many monarchs in this world who were willing to accept remonstrances, but 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, let me offer you a toast. "
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 is 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!"
Deep resentment rose in his heart. Damn, 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 it still has a little taste of wine. If it was something even lighter, I might as well drink water!
Qin Yue advised, "Qin Song, you don't have to 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 feel particularly uncomfortable. 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 please."
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 court. His fingers lightly tapped on 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 idly. 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 and 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. Such a knowledgeable and far-sighted person, but in the eyes of the Southern Chu people, they only saw his Qin Song and 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 look at his Qin Song Gongzi title.
Qin Song sighed and said, "The tea and wine are easy. If Your Majesty lets me go, I can let Your Majesty taste good wine and fragrant tea in less than three days. But the singing and dancing …"
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. Sweetly, they sent the roaming dragon startled. The willow behind the small drooping hand is powerless. Diagonally, the clouds wanted to be born. "
Qin Yue did not take it seriously. When he was about to praise his 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. Sweetly, they sent the roaming dragon startled. The willow behind the small drooping hand is powerless. Diagonally, the clouds wanted to be born … "He originally thought that the poem was too exaggerated, but now he felt that there was no other way to describe its beauty.
Before Qin Yue came back to his senses, Qin Song had already sat down. He sighed and said, "The singers I saw relied on their beauty to calm their spirit. They were able to blend their mood and attitude. When resting, the mood does not change. Don't think too much … "
He shook his head and sighed. He then raised his cup and drank.
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, he did not feel offended. 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 he 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 youth 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 youth in front of him. On the other hand, he was increasingly unable to control his desire for him.
He would give the youth 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 youth moved his heart, he was Qin Yue. The one thing he lacked the least was beauties of all kinds.
Qin Song was silent for a moment. Suddenly, Human 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 if he was reciting it casually, there seemed to be a lingering sound that lingered in the air.
"… 'Buying a dead horse for five hundred gold, what about a living horse? The world must have a king as the best horse, and the horse has arrived today! 'Thus, it cannot be expected that a thousand miles horse 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, can we?"
Qin Song smiled faintly and said, "You have to ask me about 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 take the imperial examinations? "
Taishu Zhi was so angry that his beard was sticking up. "You! Bastard! "
"Qin Song's temper is like this. Prime Minister, don't take it to heart," 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 leisurely.
Since then, Qin Yue personally came over every few days to play chess and chat with him, or drink wine and have fun, or sail a boat on the lake … It was at this time that Qin Song could have a moment of freedom. When he was bored, he actually faintly hoped that Qin Yue would think of him. Although he knew in his heart that it was wrong to think this way, some instincts were really hard to control.
Qin Song sighed. He really thought highly of him.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. The wound on his face was almost invisible, but Qin Yue had no intention of letting him go. He reminded Qin Yue once, but Qin Yue didn't let him go for five days in a row. This made him very anxious, but he also knew that Qin Yue was waiting for him to be anxious, to break down, and to give in.
In the evening, Qin Song was suddenly awakened by a noise. Recently, his five senses had become extremely sharp. There was no movement outside, but he heard shouting and barking in the distance.
This was … an assassin?
Just as this thought arose, a black figure silently flipped in. As soon as he turned around, their eyes suddenly met.
The assassin obviously didn't expect the person inside to be awake, but his reaction was extremely fast. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately rushed up and pinched Qin Song's chin to make him swallow a pill. He lowered his voice and said, "Don't shout. The maid outside has already been knocked out by me. It's useless even if you shout! You've eaten my poison pill. If you don't have the antidote, the poison will take effect in less than half a month … Quickly find a way to hide me. When I'm out of danger, I'll send you the antidote, otherwise … "
Qin Song sighed and interrupted his incessant rambling, "Don't you ever observe the situation before you act?"
The man in black was stunned. "What?"
Qin Song pulled his wrist, and the iron chain made a dull sound. The man in black didn't respond for a long time. Although his face was covered and his expression couldn't be seen, his dull eyes looked like he was about to collapse …
The one on the roof moved twice and then quieted down. The one outside the door was as steady as Mount Tai.
Since no one came, Qin Song could only drink by himself. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Qin Song wanted to curse. It was obviously the taste in his memory. It was obviously his favorite Jiangnan wine. Why did he feel that it was — f * * king disgusting? How dare this thing be called wine?
Forget it. If it's not strong enough, I'll make up for it with the quantity.
Qin Song drank a jar of wine and finally became dizzy. In the end, he lost consciousness. When someone came in and put him to bed, he didn't react. Instead, he had a strange dream.
In the dream, he stood high in the clouds. With a wave of his sleeve, the sea rolled back and the earth turned upside down. With a draw of his sword, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked. He galloped unhindered and was very happy … Unfortunately, when he woke up in the morning, he was still a useless scholar who couldn't even truss a chicken.
After a simple freshening up, he came out. Han Pu and Yu Sheng were fighting in the courtyard. Qin Song watched for a while and found it interesting. He broke a willow branch and shouted, "Han Pu!"
Han Pu turned around. "What's up?"
Qin Song smiled. "Watch my sword."
A "sword" pierced toward him.
Han Pu rolled his eyes. Before he could say, "Don't mess around", his pupils suddenly shrank. He wanted to retreat, but he also wanted to raise his saber to block. In the end, he just stood there in a daze, watching the soft willow branch stop in front of his forehead.
Looking at Han Pu's scattered pupils and the big cold sweat on his forehead, Qin Song slowly withdrew his "sword" and smiled. "How was it?"
Han Pu felt his heart start beating again. He stared at Qin Song for a long time as if he was looking at a monster. He swallowed with difficulty. "This, last night you …"
Qin Song nodded. Han Pu let out a series of strange cries and rushed out.
Qin Song laughed.
Yu Sheng said blankly, "What's wrong with him?"
Qin Song smiled. "He probably feels that he has lived his life in vain …"
Before he finished speaking, Han Pu's strange cries came from outside the door. "I have lived my life in vain for the past twenty years! Oh my God, how can you bully people like this … "
Yu Sheng put away his two short swords and said, "I'll tell them to set up the table."
Qin Song nodded and his eyes narrowed. He did not deliberately hide his acquaintance with Han Pu. Anyway, when he was in the Southern Chu, he had a wide circle of friends and also knew some heroes who were good at martial arts. It was reasonable that his friends were worried about his situation and came to help. With Han Pu's skills, if he accidentally sold himself to him, it would be suspicious.
What surprised him was Yu Sheng's reaction. Unless Yu Sheng was blind, he should have seen through it. But he was indifferent. It was not that he hid it too well, but he did not care about it at all.
This Shadow Guard was so innocent that it was a little scary.
Qin Song retracted his mind and launched another "sword" stab. This time, he couldn't find the feeling of the casual stab when he was joking just now. He tried several times in a row, but each time was more useless than the previous one … Fortunately, he had never thought of reaching the sky in one step. Shrugging his shoulders, he threw away the willow branch and went to have breakfast.
Because Han Pu ran away without a trace, only Qin Song and Yu Sheng could eat breakfast. When Han Pu came back, Qin Song had already finished practicing his sword and was doing woodwork with Yu Sheng.
"The sword you wanted!" Han Pu casually put a sheathed long sword in front of Qin Song and said proudly, "I did everything you asked me to do."
Qin Song knew he was talking about the teahouse. He nodded and looked at the long sword in front of him. The veins on his forehead began to throb.
Han Pu smiled and said, "Didn't you want a heavier sword? I promise, this is the heaviest sword in the whole Qin Capital! "
Qin Song also believed that this was indeed the heaviest sword in the Qin Capital. A small part of the sword was stuck in the ground and the hilt almost reached his chest. The sword was almost two palms wide like a door plank. Although he could not see the thickness of the sword in the scabbard, looking at its length and width, it was definitely not thin. One could imagine the weight of such a sword.
Qin Song pulled the sword out of the scabbard after pulling it up from the ground. He was not tall enough, so it was a little difficult to pull the sword out directly. Then Qin Song found that with his strength, it was not difficult to lift it up, but if he wanted to hold the hilt and hold it horizontally … he was still far from it.
"You did it on purpose?" Qin Song played with the sword and said casually.
This was definitely revenge! Didn't I just scare him with the willow branch? What a petty person!
Han Pu firmly denied, "Didn't you want a heavy sword? It wasn't easy for me to get it! "
It would be strange if Qin Song believed him. He lowered his head to study his new sword. Although it looked a little strange, it was definitely a good sword. The material and refining methods were all first-class. Qin Song also smelled a strong smell of blood … This sword had seen blood, and it was very likely that it had killed people like flies.
Then he thought of the word "Nong" that Han Pu said and asked, "Whose sword is this?"
Han Pu laughed. Yu Sheng answered, "It was used by the General of Qi, Wang Meng."
Qin Song knew Wang Meng. He was a famous vanguard in Da Qi. He was eight feet tall and had great strength. Every time he attacked a city, he rushed first and killed countless people. In the countries bordering Da Qi, his name had the magical effect of stopping children from crying at night.
"Wang Meng came to the Qin Capital?"
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