"Mr. Han Fei, don't worry, the purple girl is fine."

"Next, let the Purple Girl and the Red Lotus Princess live in my mansion. Qi Honglou has become a place of right and wrong! ”

Half an hour later, Zhou Qing combed the purple girl's body with a hundred veins, and by the way, he also reshaped the foundation for it.

Listening to Yun Shu's report, Han Fei and a strange woman were already waiting in the hall, and their spiritual sense spread, that is, they knew their identities, and when they entered the hall, Honglian followed Lang Yu to see the purple girl.

Yun Shu stayed by his side, carefully served, cooked tea, the aroma was lingering, and he took a sip, his lips and teeth were fragrant, but he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, with a slight sense of leisure.

"Thank you."

Han Fei stood up and saluted.

The cause and effect of the matter is no longer important, the important thing is that the matter has come to this point, and it is absolutely impossible for Qi Honglou to continue to exist in Xianyang City, involving the two wealthy families of the Great Qin Soldiers, and one Qi Honglou can't bear it.

"It may take Mr. Han Fei to be busy next."

"Half a month later, the king will lead the civil and military ministers to the Changxin Palace and the Wenxin Palace successively.

"The importance of the school palace, Mr. should know."

Han Fei is a smart person, talking to a smart person is worry-free, raising a glass to Han Fei and saluting in the air, the conversation changed, and fell to another topic, in the next Xianyang City, in addition to the heroes of the previous war.

The biggest thing is the opening of the school palace.

It was not only proposed and planned by himself, but also supported by the center of the Qin court, whether it was merit or not, Zhou Qing didn't care, but if the school palace could be established, it would be built at the first level in the future.

Well, it is of great benefit to the stability of the whole country.

"Wu Zhenjun, please rest assured, this matter, Han Fei is enlightened."

"That's it, Honglian will first disturb the house, the night is already dark, Han Fei will leave first."

Han Fei raised his glass in return, drank tea lightly, as an auxiliary builder of the School Palace, he also knew the importance of the School Palace, and he did not help Qin when he entered Qin, but he didn't know if the matter of the School Palace was counted or not.

Korea has become a vassal country of Qin, and there is nothing you can do about it!

Although the King of Qin once said that Korea would preserve the national throne and the temple like the current Wei Guo, but in Han Fei's view, those were just expedient measures, and sooner or later, the entire Zhuxia could only exist in the Qin State.

When the time comes, where will Korea be? Where is Red Lotus? Where is the Purple Girl? Where is Brother Wei Zhuang?

As soon as he died, he had the heart of South Korea and the heart of the Qin State to win over, but in the future, they would be like this, in Xianyang City, with themselves by their side, there was still such a thing.

Future...... If he didn't have himself by his side, Han Fei wouldn't dare to imagine!

Mixed thoughts, heavy mood, in Xianyang City, without the help of Wu Zhenjun and others, it would take a lot of effort to rescue Brother Wei Zhuang, which was still valuable for him.

With a solemn expression, he got up from behind the case leisurely, bowed his hand, and left Wu Zhenjun's mansion.

"Yun Shu, take care of the Purple Girl and the Red Lotus Princess."

Zhou Qing then also got up, since he was in the world and wanted to get out of the game, it was not so easy, he whispered to Yun Shu beside him, and the purple light flashed under his feet and disappeared.

******

"Father, the son has already determined that the two brothers of the Meng family, together with that Zhang Handu, are inseparable from the ranger assassins of the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, and this matter is not something I made out of nothing."

"General Yinglun, the defender of Xianyang Beicheng, and General Ma Xing of the Lantian battalion can all testify, and they have witnessed that there are hundreds of soldiers in Beicheng at this time, father, both public and private, we should all report this matter to the king!"

Withdrawing troops from Xianyang Beicheng, Wang Ben informed Ma Xing, returned all the soldiers to Xianyang Ling, and went to his father's mansion, although Wu Zhenjun intervened in this matter, and Wei Zhuang was released.

But Wei Zhuang's affairs have nothing to do with him, what he wants to do is to suppress the reputation of the Meng clan, improve the status of the Wang clan in Xianyang, and improve the prestige of the Wang clan in the army.

In the middle of the time, Wang Jian has not yet gone to bed, still looking at the military book in the study, in recent years, the art of papermaking and printing has been rampant in Zhuxia, and the books of the hundred schools of Zhuzi do not know how many have been printed.

Some precious books have also been printed into volumes, and the circulation is much more convenient, and even some annotated versions of military books have appeared on the market, such as the "Sima Art of War" in Wang Qian's hand at the moment, which was annotated by some generals of Qi State.

Although it is a little rough, it may not be without merit, the stone of other mountains can be used to attack jade, which is also reasonable.

Dressed in light gray clothes, a slightly black and gray hair is scattered behind him, combed in a bunch at will, his face is square, slightly dark and wrinkled, but he is full of spirit.

The strategy of the case, the candlelight swayed, Wang Jian sat on the velvet blanket at will, the window was open, the cool breeze was blowing, looking at Wang Ben, who was unable to speak on the opposite side of the case, he did not make a sound.

"It's a big night, why did you appear in Xianyang North City?"

Wang Jian asked casually, unable to hear any emotion.

"In this ......, my son was drinking with Ma Xing before, and I heard that someone came to report that two people in black appeared in Xianyang City, and my son felt strange, so he followed, so there was what happened just now."

Wang Ben's expectant expression was stunned, he glanced at his father, and said casually, those ...... It doesn't seem to be the point of the question, but even so, since my father asked, I should also respond to one or two.

"Qi Honglou, right?"

Wang Jian glanced at his son, put down the military book in his hand, and reached out to take the teacup on the case.

Wang Ben was very fast, and hurriedly picked up the teapot first, filled the teacup in his father's hand, and suddenly felt in his heart, his father even knew about Qi Honglou, did he know more things?

"This ......, father, two days ago, Ma Xing wanted to celebrate his son's meritorious service, so he took his son to Qihong Mansion for a few drinks, but when his son went there, he just drank and didn't do anything."

"Before the time, it's back to the mansion!"

Wang Ben looked a little worried, what is wrong with his father today, how can he ask himself about this trivial matter, and now with the help of evidence, it is only right to suppress the reputation of the Mengshi clan.

That little thing about yourself shouldn't be a big deal.

"Where did Meng Tian go these two days?"

Wang Jian raised his glass and took a sip, looking at the son in front of him, there was no other different color, as calm as before, as casual as before, not in a hurry.

"Yes, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, Zhang Han, and that Zhao Tuo from the National Captain's Mansion have all gone, not only that, but they also summoned the new Oiran of Qi Honglou to help the fun, which really damages the reputation of the old general Mengfu."

Mentioning this matter, it is what Wang Ben likes more, and his father's question is the point, kneeling in front of the case, he slowly moved forward a little closer again, and said quickly, his face was full of joy.

"It's rare that you still remember the old general!"

"Over the years, you have been training in the camp outside the Guanwai, what do you think of General Mengwu?"

When it comes to Meng Fu, Wang Qian's casually cross-legged body returned to normal, glanced at his son deeply, sighed softly, held the teacup with one hand, and shook it back and forth on the case, and the water rhyme rotated endlessly.

"General Meng Wu treats his son very well and gives him a lot of opportunities."

Wang Ben bowed his head.

"You have a grudge against the former general Meng Tian?"

Wang Jian asked again.

"Not really!"

"Father, the son knows that your father is affectionate, at the beginning, it was the old general Meng Yu who promoted his father all the way, and he was a noble person of our Wang family, and the son did not deny this."

"But in recent years, the situation in the army has been very different, in the Mengshi clan, Meng Wu is the general of the camp outside the Guan, although his leader is good, but he is too calm and guarded, and his father is far from it, so it is a general trend day by day, and the king will definitely not let Meng Wu be the commander of the army."

"The position of the commander can only be his father, and Meng Tian has not set up many in the army, and he has reached the position of a former general, and most of them have contributed to the opportunity to support the king, over the years, how many of the merits in the army have been achieved under the leadership of our Wang family, and how many have been achieved under the leadership of the Meng family."

Listening to his father's words, Wang Ben also understood, in fact, his father knew everything about the things in the city, but he just didn't agree with his own approach, why?

Wang Ben just doesn't understand!

Indeed, at the beginning, the old general Mengfu helped the Wang family a lot, but now the times are different, everything should have changed, in recent years, the Qin State has fought against the Six Kingdoms of Shandong, and most of the credit is led by his father to capture the troops.

At this point, even the king must admit that his father, the general of the Lantian battalion, deserves his name, and Meng Wu can achieve the prestige of the general, which is the legacy of the old general Meng Wei.

Meng Tian will only stay by the king's side, do some close support credit, and be promoted rapidly, he has more than the head of the six countries of Shandong that he killed? How much land did he have conquered in Shandong?

No!

But in today's army, the camp outside the Guan, the general Meng Wu is respected, the Lantian camp, Meng Tian is second only to his father, and he is a former general, which is also a bit of momentum, and Wang Ben is quite dissatisfied with such a status in the army.

What's even more annoying is that in the Qihong Mansion, the person in charge actually despised the Wang family and gave the Oiran to the other party, which directly detonated the resolute dissatisfaction and indignation in Wang Ben's heart.

"Presumptuous!"

"The credit for military merit was not led by the Meng family, nor was it led by the Wang family, it was captured under the leadership of the king, and all the credit is the king's, where it is your turn to make a big show here!"

Wang Jian shouted angrily, listening to his son's increasingly radical words, and slapped it heavily on the case with one hand, so that Wang Ben in front of him was suddenly shocked, and then, his body stood upright and knelt firmly.

Wang Jian frowned, he wasted so many things to teach him on weekdays, but now, he made such a form, which was really disappointing to himself, if these words were spread, it would undoubtedly cut off the road in the army.

"Yes, Father!"

Wang Ben's expression was ugly, but despite this, he still insisted on his own opinion, why did the Mengshi clan have such prestige in Xianyang, and why did they still have such a status in the army.

In any case, he must take this opportunity to suppress them one or two, in exchange for the true glory of the Wang family.