The courtyard is quiet and simple to furnish.

Zhao Jia was wearing white clothes, holding a bamboo slip in his right hand, and read it carefully.

"Those who are good at guarding hide under the nine lands, and those who are good at attacking move above the nine heavens, so they can protect themselves and win completely."

The sound of reading aloud comes, the sound is sonorous but not lacking in magnetic, which makes it an inexplicable attraction.

Although Zhao Jia is only seventeen years old, she is already tall and tall, with a face like a jade and a starry sky. She has a faint bookish spirit while looking around, but she is not without her heroic spirit.

"The work of the Saint Sun Wu of the Soldier is really profound."

Zhao Jia gently put down the bamboo slips, stood up and walked to the bottom of the sycamore tree with his hands on his back, quietly looking at the green leaves.

He sighed softly, his expression a little dazed.

"Young Master, the state banquet has begun, why are you still studying here?"

The rapid footsteps came from far away, and Yu Zhu's crisp sound came to Zhao Jia's ears.

"Yu Zhu, why are you still doing this?"

Seeing Yu Zhu's pretty face, Zhao Jia couldn't help but smile and said with some teasing words.

Yu Zhu is a woman adopted by Zhao Jia's biological mother, and she is only sixteen years old now.

She has been following Zhao Jia since childhood. Although she was nominally a maid, she was actually Zhao Jia's only relative recognized.

Yu Zhu ignored Zhao Jia's joke and hurriedly said: "The king attended the birthday party and held a big banquet. Almost all the children of the royal family were invited to the banquet."

"Young Master is the eldest grandson of the king, why don't you go?"

Since the Zhao State's defeat in Changping nine years ago, the King of Zhao has been living in seclusion and has never held a state banquet.

After nine years, this is the only time that Zhao State has held a state banquet, and everyone celebrates together.

As Wang Changsun, Zhao Jia did not attend the state banquet, how could Yu Zhu not be anxious?

When Zhao Jia heard this, he smiled bitterly in his heart.

It was not that he did not want to attend the state banquet, but that someone interfered with it, which made Zhao Jia unable to attend.

Nine years ago, Zhao Jia was eight years old.

When his soul entered this body, the Zhao army led by Zhao Kuo was already besieged by Bai Qi, and the Battle of Changping was coming to an end.

Zhao Jia was powerless to change anything, and just wanted to slowly adapt to this era.

Unfortunately, Zhao Jia died of depression in the second year after she came to this world.

Everything is related to the prostitute concubine married by Zhao Jia's father Zhao Yan.

Although Zhao Jia's biological mother was not from a wealthy family, she was well-educated and well-educated, and was an absolute lady from a wealthy family.

However, Zhao Yan wanted to let a prostitute replace his wife.

It is precisely for this that Zhao Jia's biological mother died of depression, and the prostitute Li Ji successfully became the official wife.

Without the protection of his biological mother, Zhao Jia, who was only nine years old at the time, became increasingly difficult at home.

Zhao Yan was addicted to Li Ji's beauty and began to gradually alienate Zhao Jia, the eldest son, and instead loved his youngest son Zhao Qian.

Even so, Li Ji still kept blowing the wind beside her pillow, making Zhao Jia's life more and more difficult in the mansion.

When Zhao Jia was sixteen years old.

Li Ji even instigated Zhao Jia from behind and forced him to move out of the prince's mansion and live alone in this simple small courtyard.

As Wang Changsun, Zhao Jia must attend this state banquet according to etiquette.

However, Li Ji made a fuss and disqualified Zhao Jia from attending the banquet, allowing her son Zhao Qian to attend the banquet instead of the prince's mansion.

"Young Master, is that woman interfering again?"

Yu Zhu was extremely intelligent and observed his expression. He soon thought of the key point and was immediately angry.

"Over the years, that woman has missed many opportunities for the young master."

"Now, almost everyone in Handan City knows that Zhao Qian is the descendant of the prince, but how many people know the prince?"

As he spoke, Yu Zhu's eyes turned red.

She saw Zhao Jia's efforts and knew that her son was both literary and martial and talented.

Unfortunately, since the defeat of Changping, King Zhao has become extremely depressed and does not care much about his grandchildren.

Now that the Crown Prince Zhao Yan is becoming more and more powerful, the other party is addicted to Li Ji's beauty and doesn't like his eldest son very much.

Although Zhao Jia is both literary and martial, he has no chance to show it.

Originally, in Yu Zhu's opinion, if Zhao Jia could attend the state banquet this time, he could also take the opportunity to make friends with many nobles.

But she didn't expect that Li Ji's woman was so cruel and would not give Zhao Jia any chance to take off.

Before the wife left, Yu Zhu promised her that she would take good care of the young master.

However, so many years have passed, and although the young master worked hard to learn literature and martial arts, he still couldn't compete with Zhao Qian's playboy.

Thinking of the sad part, Yu Zhu couldn't help but cry and her voice started sobbing.

Seeing this, Zhao Jia hurriedly stepped forward and held him in his arms, comforted him softly, "Don't be sad."

"Zhao's country is over, and he does not work hard because of the country's strength, but is happy because of the enemy's death."

"It's better not to go to such a banquet."

Being held in his arms, Yu Zhu's pretty face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly broke away from his warm arms, and his heart kept beating.

She wiped off her tears, raised her pretty little face, and asked in confusion: "What does your son mean?"

Zhao Jia turned around and picked up the military book and sighed, "Yu Zhu knows that Wang's father (also known as grandfather) has lived in vain for nine years. Why did the whole country celebrate today with a big banquet?"

Yu Zhu asked confusedly: "Isn't it because of the king's birthday?"

Zhao Jia sneered: "For nine years, the prince's father has been celebrating his birthday every year, but in which year is the state banquet held?"

Yu Zhu shook her head, her expression becoming more and more confused.

Zhao Jia sighed: "Yu Zhu knows the news of King Zhaoxiang of Qin."

Yu Zhu's eyes lit up immediately when she heard this, and she waved her fists and shouted, "Yu Zhu naturally knows the news of the death of the great tyrant."

King Zhaoxiang of Qin was a monarch with great talent and strategy. He was not only the nightmare of Zhao State, but also the nightmare of the princes of the world.

He reigned for fifty-six years, eliminated Yiqu, solved his worries, and defeated the invading soldiers of various countries repeatedly.

At that time, Qin and Qi were divided into east and west, and their national strength was strong.

Qin joined the coalition forces of the Five Kingdoms with the strategy of joining the plan of joining the ranks of the Five Kingdoms. Under the leadership of the Yan general Le Yi, he defeated the 72 cities of Qi.

Qi, which was once powerful enough to compete with Qin, has since declined.

After that, only Zhao State could compete with Qin.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin was unwilling to be lonely, so he tore up the Qin and Zhao alliance, launched the Battle of Changping, defeated the Zhao army, and took the power of swallowing the world, and looked at the six kingdoms of Guandong.

Wei surrendered in fear and became a vassal state of Qin.

In order to protect himself, the king of South Korea, King Han Huanhui, went to Qin Dynasty to meet him personally. The countries were disgusted by the name of King Zhaoxiang of Qin.

It is no exaggeration to say that if King Zhaoxiang of Qin had not laid a solid foundation for Qin State, Qin Shihuang might not have been able to unify the world.

Such a powerful ruler, the nightmare of the Six Kingdoms, passed away not long ago.

After the news reached Zhao State, all the subjects of Zhao State ran around to tell each other, and the whole country celebrated, and the throne was played.

Although Yu Zhu is a maid, she is also a Zhao person.

She also hated King Zhaoxiang of Qin who launched the Battle of Changping and called him the Great Tyrant in private.

On the day when King Zhaoxiang of Qin died, Yu Zhu also put on lights and drew a colorful look in the mansion and celebrated with her.

Even Yu Zhu, the maid, is like this, let alone King Zhao.

It was the death of King Zhaoxiang of Qin that King Xiaocheng of Zhao changed his past style and cared for the whole country in the name of holding a birthday banquet.

This is why the state banquet was held.

Looking at Yu Zhu's expression, Zhao Jia sighed slightly.

He was not as happy as everyone else.

Because no one knows better than him that although King Zhaoxiang of Qin passed away, it won’t take long before Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng will make a comeback and then sweep the six countries and unify the world.

If we follow the original historical trend, the current Zhao State is just a reflection of its future, and sooner or later it will not be able to escape the bad luck of the country.

The so-called national celebration now is just a joke.

"Yu Zhu, although the Qin King passed away, the national strength of Qin is still there."

"If Zhao State does not strengthen itself and strives to chase Qin State, even if Qin Zhaoxiang is gone, Zhao State's future will be worrying."

"In my opinion, rather than celebrating a big banquet, it is better to save money and grain to prepare for armament."

"So, if you don't go to such a banquet."
To be continued...