Chapter 28 The Road to King of Qin

Handan, Hu Feng’s wine shop, and Lu Buwei’s stay.

Lu Buwei knelt on the short table, and the short table in front of him was filled with delicious food, fragrant and emitting an attractive fragrance.

A maid in green clothes floated over like a butterfly in a flower, pouring him fine wine. The wine was as clear as amber, and you could tell that it was a top-notch treasure at a glance.

Another green-clothed woman kneaded her slender fingers like jade on Lu Buwei's shoulders. Her fingering was flexible and extremely skillful. Lu Buwei moaned comfortably.

"Master." At this moment, Dad Ximen quickly stepped in.

"Is there anything wrong?" Lu Buwei raised his head.

Dad Ximen glanced at the two green-clothed maids.

"You all go down." Lu Buwei waved his hand, and the two maids sued the crime, and Yingying and Fengying flew away with a blessing.

"It's Qin Yiren's business." Mr. Ximen reported.

"Oh!" Lu Buwei was energetic, smiled on his face, folded it layer by layer, and said with a refreshing look: "Has he sent someone to deliver the message? He was surrendering. Humph, last time, I went to see him, he asked me to wait in the cold wind, and I would give it back to him, let him wait, and he was almost dead."

Lu Buwei held a grudge against his last encounter. He thought that Qin Yiren would be flattered by his name as Lu's trading company, but he did not expect that Qin Yiren would let him drink the northwest wind for an hour. When he thought of this, he hated him so much that his teeth itched.

"No..." Mr. Ximen's answer surprised Lu Buwei.

"What's that?" Lu Buwei couldn't figure it out.

"Sir, Qin Yiren has recovered the wealth, and Zhao State will no longer imprison him." Ximen's father looked a little unhappy and complained to King Xiaocheng of Zhao: "This King Zhao is really incompetent."

"Impossible! Impossible!" Lu Buwei shook his head violently, and said with disdain, "Why should Qin Yiren get back the wealth? Why should he let King Zhao stop imprisoning him? Don't say that he was a penniless abandoned son, even me, the Lu Business Club, to do this, he would have to spend tens of millions of dollars to open up all joints."

If Qin Yiren bowed his head, Lu Buwei would of course solve his survival problem and of course work hard to lift his house arrest. Lu Buwei had calculated carefully. Even with his energy, it would be impossible to do this without a 10,000-yuan bribe to the Zhao State.

It is really difficult for him to believe that Qin Yiren, a abandoned son of Qin, who is uninformed and has no status, to do this, and it is no easier than climbing to the sky.

"It's true!" Mr. Ximen affirmed and decided to tell what he had learned.

"This..." Although Lu Buwei was a hero, he was shocked and petrified on the spot.

He asked himself, even if he changed positions with Qin Yiren, he could not do it.

"Sir, according to what Qin Yiren said and did, it is not easy to deal with him. For the old slave, let's forget about this matter." Mr. Ximen was a little afraid of Qin Yiren's cleverness and gave up.

"No! Never!" Lu Buwei refused flatly, his eyes burst into light and he sneered: "I don't believe that just Qin Yiren can escape from my palm? The more he does this, the more I make a profit!" The words were full of strong confidence.

"But..." Dad Ximen was still planning to persuade him.

Lu Buwei waved his hand and stopped him from talking further, saying, "In just over twenty years, I, Lu Buwei, built the Lu family trading company, which is less than 100 gold, into a big business second only to the five major businesses in the world. I rely on the four words "Strange goods can be lived in". Qin Yiren, a rare product in the world and in the ages. If I missed it, I, Lu Buwei, will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Strange goods are auspicious" is Lu Buwei's secret to making a fortune. Whenever he finds strange goods, he will get them by any means and then sell them at a high price.

There is only one strange thing like Qin Yiren in thousands of years of Chinese history. According to his temperament, he will never miss it.

"What should I do?" Dad Ximen knew that Lu Buwei had a certain idea, as solid as a rock, and could no longer let him change.

"As far as I know, during my imprisonment, Qin Yiren had borrowed a lot of debts to make some money. I made a rough calculation and there were more than a thousand gold. You will go and say to his creditors: Qin Yiren has gold." Lu Buwei's eyes rolled, and he immediately put his mind on his mind, with a proud smile on his face.

How sinister it is?

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In the northwest of Handan, there is a vast poplar forest.

Golden dead leaves hang on the branches, thousands of trees are extremely magnificent, and Wei is a wonder.

This is originally a scene in Handan, a place where scholars gather to discuss battles, but because the Qin army is about to come, few people will go there. If it is a very lively day, you can hear the debates between the three or five from afar.

Today, six people were welcomed, and these six people were Qin Yiren and his party.

Qin Yiren wore a clean jade crown on his head, a brand new gold-inlaid brocade robe, and a gold-inlaid jade ornament on his waist. He exuded a fresh air all over his body. When he saw that he looked like his married eldest son-in-law, he was no longer the ragged and uncovered Qin Yiren who used to be the former.

Buddha wants a golden body, people want clothes, and new clothes are on their bodies. Qin Yiren is radiant and looks like a person. If he has the momentum of a superior, no one dares to look up.

The aura of the superior needs to be nurtured. As the so-called "residence and relocate the body, nourish the energy". With Qin Yiren's current situation, there is no chance to cultivate the aura of the superior.

Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo Er were also wearing new clothes and new boots, and they looked brand new.

Among the goods sent by Qin, there were a lot of clothes and robes, all of which were new. After Qin Yiren got it back, he naturally had to change it. Not only did he want to change it, but Meng Zhao and the others were no exception.

After changing into new clothes, everyone changed a lot.

Especially Moer changes even more, fresh and bright, which makes Qin Yiren look straight ahead. Unexpectedly, this little girl is so beautiful. She is too thin, like Chai He. With time, she will recover and will definitely be a great beauty.

"Young Master, it's here, it's here!" Mori was in a very happy mood, as if she was wearing a flower butterfly, floating around, and bursts of laughter like silver bells came, pointing to a clearing in front: "This is the young master's favorite place. The young master is here to invite scholars, what a scenery it is."

Before the Battle of Changping broke out, Qin Yiren lived a very comfortable life in Handan. As the prince of the First Warring States Period, Zhao State not only dared not offend him, but also offered him like a god, providing convenience for him as much as possible.

At that time, Qin Yiren was surrounded by people wherever he went. Qin Yiren was generous and often called friends to come to the Populus forest to have a banquet. When he was happy, Qin Yiren even played the Qin Zheng, which caused constant sounds of cheering, and the scholars flattered him.

Think about the happy times at that time, it was a heavenly life.

The Changping War broke out and everything changed. Qin Yiren was under house arrest. Those so-called friends were gone at all. No one had visited Qin Yiren.

"What a pity for the young master's Qin Zheng." Hei Bo sighed.

Qin Yiren's Qin Zheng is a special product, and it is a top-notch one. In order to survive, he had to bear the pain of giving up and selling it.

"Everyone goes to play." Qin Yiren waved his hand, raised his head, took a breath of fresh air, and felt comfortable all over.

They came out today to enjoy the time of freedom. After three years of house arrest, once they were free, what they wanted to do most was not to eat and drink, but to enjoy freedom and let their body and mind go. They spent three years in a small courtyard, and their body and mind were limited. Who can not yearn for freedom?

"Let's play!" Meng Zhao, Magai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Moer made a cheer, and kept jumping around, screaming like a magpies.

Qin Yiren remembered the past for a while, leaned against a poplar tree, and calculated: "I have regained my freedom now, and it is time to plan to return to Qin."

The first thing that came to the Warring States Period was to fight for food and clothing; the second was to fight for freedom. Through hard work, both of these things were solved, and it was time to consider ascend to the position of King Qin.

"My condemnation of Zhao is the conspiracy of Mrs. Huayang, this bitch woman. Humph, I will not let you go!" Qin Yiren has the memory of his ex, and knows the causes and consequences of his condemnation of Zhao: "I will never return to Qin if I don't want to return to Qin. If I want to return to Qin, I must have enough status, otherwise everything will be in vain. If I want to have a good status, one is to become famous and the other is to make meritorious!"

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