Miracles generally refer to things that cannot be reached by human beings. Especially in the obscurantist age of the Warring States, miracles were associated with many strange things, such as theology, such as providence!

The courtiers of Great Qin really saw the providence of heaven, and God finally favored the king who was about to breathe. He was terminally ill and miraculously recovered, his face was ruddy and refreshed. Although it has not yet reached the point where you can go up the mountain to fight tigers, it seems that there is no big problem in spoiling the concubines in a few days.

The rolling sycophants are pouring like a tide, and the bamboo slips that congratulate King Zhuangxiang on his victorious recovery are enough to bury King Zhuangxiang and erect another monument!

"The king is blessed with all the heavens, and his condition is really healed. Looking at the face of the king, he can go to the court to listen to the government in a few days. It is really the blessing of my Great Qin, and the luck of all the people! "Everyone carries the sedan chair, and Lu Buwei naturally has to keep up with the team. Enter the Chengming Hall and see the appearance of King Zhuangxiang. Lü Buwei immediately praised the beast.

"Huh! No, Lonely's body has been much better in the past two days. It's also strange to say, a few days ago, I took the medicine ordered by the imperial doctor and always didn't get better. In the past two days, it seems that all of a sudden it has gotten better. Gu has already issued an order to praise Li Kun, and his imperial doctor's order is still good. King Zhuang Xiang looked at Lu Buwei and smiled knowingly, he was still actively preparing for the future a few days ago. Today, it seems, everything is different. According to the current state, King Zhuang Xiang felt that he could rule Great Qin for at least another twenty years.

I thought that I could leave to my son an empire that was rich and strong, centralized and unified. You can also go down in history and shine in the annals of history. King Zhuangxiang was ambitious and vowed to fulfill his ancestors' last wishes. Dominate the world and set the Central Plains.

"Deserve the reward! Reward! The king's rewards and punishments are clear. Merit must be rewarded. King. This is the list of officials who have been removed from the six hundred stones, please take a look at it. ”

"Have you carefully chosen? Who are they? King Zhuang Xiang remembered that some time ago, he asked Lü Buwei to mobilize officials below 600 stone on a large scale. I didn't expect Lü Buwei to submit the list so quickly, which shows that Lü Buwei's efficiency is still quite high.

King Zhuang Xiang picked up the bamboo slips and saw that the masks were all unfamiliar names. Except for one or two, he didn't know any of the rest.

"If you go back to the king, these people are learned people from all over the world. A few of them are still in the Jixia School Palace, and have studied with the famous masters. Look at this ......" Lü Buwei gave instructions to King Zhuang Xiang one by one. The names on the list seem to be too familiar. Everyone can talk eloquently and know a lot about their resumes. Looks like you've done your homework before coming.

Lu Xiang is diligent and moved in his lonely heart. If there is no Lu Xiang, such a large-scale personnel change, I don't know how long it will be delayed. The power of Gaoquan Palace is too huge, and it must be sorted out from these roots. Originally, I thought about it slowly, but I figured it out alone. Life is too short to seize the day! King Zhuang Xiang looked at the list and looked very emotional.

"Now that the king is recovering, it's time for revenge. Be clear about the power of Gosengu. It has reached the point of urgency. The power of the Mi family has now seriously threatened the power of the Great Qin Dynasty, and if it is not eradicated as soon as possible, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles in the future. ”

Lü Buwei immediately added firewood to the fire. In a way. He and King Zhuang Xiang's goals are very consistent, both of which are to create a smooth succession environment for their sons. The subtlety is that King Zhuang Xiang's plan was somewhat different from Lü Buwei's.

He was sick a few days ago, so he naturally wanted to get rid of the Mi family forces as soon as possible. Even if it causes some turmoil, it seems worth it. But now, the body is back to normal. The spirit is abnormal, and the tiger will be beaten to death for a few days. Now King Zhuang Xiang has the idea of slowly trying to figure it out again, after all, the turmoil in the country is very dangerous. Especially in the Warring States period when tigers and wolves were around, if you don't get it right, the country will be ruined.

"No, this list is a little more deliberate. In a few days, the court will meet, and the counties will be announced after a discussion in the Xuan Room. King Zhuang Xiang thought about it for a while, for the sake of Lu Buwei's conscientiousness. It was decided to leave this list for the time being, he did not want to pour cold water on Lü Buwei's head. It's very hurtful to have a passion for work once it's extinguished.

"No!" Lu Buwei was stunned for a moment, but still retreated. King Zhuang Xiang is sick, and he needs to deal with a lot of things. I've been busy these days, and I've finally realized the pressure of managing every day.

"Look at these people, why don't you know any of them. Listening to Xiangbang, these people are well-educated. Ask Lone who they are? As soon as Lü Buwei left, King Zhuang Xiang handed the bamboo slip to Qiandu.

Regarding what Lu Buwei said, King Zhuang Xiang was a little puzzled. Although there are many well-educated people from the Six Kingdoms who come to Qin, they are far from reaching the point of grasping a large handful. During the Warring States period, the most admired academic temple in the heart was the Jixia School Palace. When did Xianyang become the academic center of the world?

"No!" Qiandu took the bamboo slip and retreated, and the Chengming Hall fell silent again.

Jing Er walked in, holding King Zhuangxiang's favorite lotus seed soup in his hand. There were no fresh lotus seeds in this winter, so Jing Er led the attendants to Ganquan Palace to dig for a long time. I just got some back, and although I was exhausted, Jing Er felt very happy. He hadn't had this feeling of wanting to care about people for a long time, and the last time this feeling happened to Jing Da.

Exhaled a breath of white air, and I didn't know what happened to my eldest brother. Maybe he is not dead yet, then Yan Guo's fine work will always save him.

"My son is hard!" King Zhuang Xiang's praise dragged Jing Er back from his reverie.

Thousands of miles away, Yan Country was already snowing heavily at this time. The goose-feather-like snow wool floats in the sky, as if God is sifting cotton down with a huge dustpan.

There are few pedestrians on the streets of Yanguo, and occasionally a few street vendors have also been turned into snowmen by the heavy snow, and only the poorest people are the poorest. will come out on such a snowy day to run for a living. The taverns on the side of the street are very lively, and there is a lot of commotion everywhere.

This is the most ordinary liquor shop in Yan Kingdom, and the people who sell it are nothing more than wine and meat. Compared to Xianyang, this place is simply a poor and remote existence.

The sound of shouting and fists, and the sound of drinking orders came and went in the wine shop. Suddenly, a high-pitched sound rang out, and almost everyone stopped. A few reckless outsiders had just scolded a couple of sentences, and they were dragged down by the people at the same table.

Cover the wooden door. The moon is cold and returns to the old place.

Gaze. The cold smoke is fading and the grass is miserable.

A breath of smoke and fire. Drink inexhaustible.

What memories are burning in the throat!

The twilight clouds are low, and the wind rolls the wine flag.

Staggered, present or past.

The sound of the piano is like weeping, and the evening breeze is urgent.

See how many partings the waning moon has!

Then put the wine on the sacrifice, and ask the heavens and the earth when you are drunk!

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The sound of the song pierced through the golden cracks and stones, and the howling north wind seemed to be torn apart by the high-pitched singing. Turned into thousands of lonely souls and wild ghosts, scattered and fled.

Everyone froze as if they were carved clay sculptures of wood, listening to the ballad of the white water connoisseurship. There seems to be a magic to the music. Freeze everybody. No one made a sound, and even the reckless men held their breath, as if afraid that the sound of their breath would spoil the pleasant music.

Finally, the sound stopped. Everyone exhaled a long breath, and the sound was terrifyingly loud, and if the singer held on a little longer, he was afraid that someone would suffocate to death. The whole liquor shop fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear the heartbeat.

But the silence lasted only a second or two, followed by thunderous applause and whistles from some scoundrels. For a moment, the roof of the entire liquor store was almost lifted. The already bustling liquor shop became even more noisy.

"Hahaha! Hit the building and sing happily! Brother Gao, I would like to toast you! A young man in his twenties raised his glass. Drink it all in one fell swoop. The muddy wine flowed down the corners of his mouth to his dirty clothes, and he was unmoved.

"Gao gradually left is a dog slaughterer, and it is a great pleasure in life to be able to drink with Brother Jing Ke today. Come on, let's do three more bowls. "It was a tall, thin guy who spoke, his face was frighteningly white and skinny like a skeleton zombie. It's just that those hands are as white as clotted fat and as warm as autumn water. Only such a pair of hands can make the building sound so beautiful.

The two of them drank three bowls of wine in a row, and laughed at each other.

"Hey......! My eldest brother asked you to sing another song to toast! Seeing that the two of you seem to be quite depressed, my eldest brother invited today's wine, and the store will bring a plate of meat to the two gentlemen. A reckless man stood next to Gao Yanli and Jing Ke's case.

It can be seen that although this reckless man is reckless, he can be regarded as knowing etiquette. Gao was about to speak, but a guy jumped up from behind the reckless man. shouted: "What are the second brothers talking to them, a singer, dare not give face to our eldest brother, why bother to give them wine and food." Do they deserve it too? Hey, you can sing the song again! I will reward you with a glass of wine to eat. ”

The dwarf guy seemed to have drunk too much, and ran to Jing Ke and Gao gradually to stand in front of him with a wine bowl.

Gao Yanli and Jing Ke glanced at each other, and then laughed. The dwarf guy seemed to be laughing silly, and when the two of them laughed, they realized that they were laughing at themselves. Annoyed and angry, he threw the wine bowl at Jing Ke.

Jing Ke turned his head to dodge, the pottery bowl hit the ground and shattered his bones, and the wine spilled Jing Ke's body.

The restaurant that had just been noisy immediately fell silent again, and all eyes were on this table.

Jing Ke glanced at the short man, and said helplessly: "Uncle was in a good mood today, but you are rude." If you can't say it, you have to borrow a life. If a person kills someone, he can kill him. Brother Gao, it's true that Jing Ke doesn't read much! ”

"That's right! That's right! If a person kills someone, he can kill him. This guy offended his brother, and he should have been killed. It seems that he is a fool from Qi Country again, and he deserves to die in our Yan Kingdom! Gao gradually left his eyelids without lifting a moment, picked up a piece of meat and ate it.

"Since Senior Brother said it, Jing Ke will do it.!"

"Choke ......!" The two of them were still talking, and the dwarf guy had already drawn his sword. Looking at the appearance of Gao Yuanli and Jing Ke, a medium stature, he was not born strong. The other one is simply a pinnacle, in this era of sword walking, there is no sword with him. He didn't even have a sword, and he dared to say that he would kill himself. You must know that he is a disciple of the Sword Saint of the Jixia Academy. Although it is not outstanding, it is difficult for idle swordsmen to win.

"I see you're getting impatient, look at ......!" The sword word had remained in his throat forever because his throat had been sliced open. Huge streams of blood gushed out, and the dwarf guy's eyes widened. His hands covered the blood-spurting wound with "Zi" and "Zi", and his face was full of horror.

The reckless man next to him, who was even more frightened, was close at hand, and he didn't see how that guy made a move. I just saw that the man named Jing Ke was holding a fragment of a pottery bowl in his hand, and there was blood ticking on it.

"Be ......!" Jing Ke casually threw the broken pottery shard to the ground and wiped the blood stains on his hands on his robe. Then he sat down as if no one was around, and saw that it meant to continue drinking.

"Too much deception!" The reckless man also drew the sword in his hand, but he did not dare to step forward, but took two steps back. Just now, the dwarf man was much more skilled than his swordsmanship, but he was killed by this man with a single blow. It wasn't a sword that was used, but a pottery shard.

At this time, the short man had not yet lost his breath, and his mouth was open and closed like a fish on the shore. The body was also constantly throbbing, and the blood spurting out of the wound became thinner and thinner, and finally it flowed like Bobo spring water and stopped spurting out.

Rubbing around, several big men rushed out. Standing next to the case where Jing Ke and Gao were leaving, they both held bronze swords in their hands. It seems that he is going to fight to the death with the two.

"Who dares to make trouble in Lao Tzu's shop, and he is impatient." A guy of the same medium stature walked out, this guy was similar to Jing Ke's body. But it invisibly gives people a sense of pressure, and every time you get close to someone, it seems to bring an endless sense of oppression. The most surprising thing is that this kid still seems to have a child's face, and he looks like a tall child. It is really bold for a child to dare to face so many big men.

"What the fuck are you birds, who the fuck slipped out of your trouser belt without you. Acquaintances get farther away, lest they spurt blood. He killed Lao Tzu's younger brother, and Lao Tzu must seek revenge on him. If you smash your things, there will naturally be compensation! The leader of the big man was already red-eyed, and the bronze sword in his hand pointed at the medium-sized man, and began to scold.

"Whom do you talk to? With whom! Dare to be rough in my Qin Wuyang's shop, you kid is impatient! If you know each other, hurry up and take this dead fish to Lao Tzu and get out, otherwise Lao Tzu will dismantle you into the pot. There was a child's unique homonym in his voice, and it was clear that this was still a child who had not opened his voice.

As soon as they heard that it was Qin Wuyang, everyone gasped. Many people are talking to each other, and it is said that this Qin Wuyang

"This is the grandson of General Qin, who dares to do it!" I don't know when, a team of Yan soldiers rushed in from outside the door. The halberds in their hands are all pointed at those reckless men! (To be continued.) )