Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the mansion, several of Lu Buwei's confidants gathered.

As Lu Buwei's disciple and disciple, Wang Wan is naturally there too.

"Teacher, let me go to Yingchuan County?"

Wang Wan asked in confusion, and refused to give up.

After all, everyone knows that in Xianyang, there are more opportunities.

Lu Buwei sat slanted on the couch, holding a roll of bamboo slips in his hand, and his eyes pressed on it, and said lightly: "This is also for your own good. When the king was in Hangu Pass, I had an exchange with the king. You went to Yingchuan County to serve and succeed as the county magistrate in a few years. As long as you do well and show your abilities, and with this qualification, you can return to Xianyang and go straight to the court. The king can also directly reuse you."

"If you continue to stay in Xianyang, you may have a chance to show off your talents in seven or eight years, or even more than ten years, and it will be effective in three or five years in Yingchuan County."

Lu Buwei's words were calm.

"What the teacher means is that the king may value local officials in the future?"

Wang Wan raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in confusion.

Lu Buwei raised his eyes and sat down slowly, "It is not a reuse, but will give priority to officials who make political achievements in the local area. This will mobilize the enthusiasm of local officials, and you will also add a good resume to your resume."

In fact, Lu Buwei knew that he had been installing people in key places in recent years. Of course, he might have selfish intentions, but more of them were able to implement all kinds of policies smoothly, such as instructing him.

But this is not a good thing for the king.

If Ying Zichu was in power, it would not be a big deal. After all, Ying Zichu is the young and powerful King of Qin, and everyone is standing next to Ying Zichu.

But Ying Zheng is different. The problem of Ying Zheng’s age makes some people restless.

Similarly, Ying Zheng would not trust everyone too much, especially those who hold heavy power.

And he, Lu Buwei, is undoubtedly the most conspicuous one.

Even though he made Ying Yiren Ying Zichu and the King of Qin, and thus prompted Ying Zheng to succeed the throne, it can be said that he was kind to Ying Zheng's lineage, but he did all this not for kindness, but for repayment. He was a businessman. Ying Zichu succeeded to the throne and made him the Prime Minister and the title of marquis was not a marquis, but a marquis of 100,000 households, which had been ten times more than 100,000 households. It can be said that he was a shared Qin territory.

In the past, Shang Yang and Zhang Yi had never received such treatment.

So in the past, whether it was kindness or transaction, when Ying Zichu was in power, he had already given Lu Buwei a generous reward, and neither of them owed anyone.

However, with Ying Zichu's death and Ying Zheng succeeded to the throne, the relationship between the two sides had already increased.

Any ambitious king will not let anyone under his command threaten his rights appear.

There is no doubt that although Ying Zheng was young, his ambitions were equally great, very big.

Otherwise, he would not have been so bold that he would have wiped out South Korea and accomplished such a great achievement in his hands, which would have allowed Ying Zheng to establish prestige in the army. It also made the officers, soldiers and the people below understand that although the King of Qin was young, his ability was extremely powerful and could lead the stronger than the stronger.

With such fame, even Lu Buwei has to retreat.

At the end, Lu Buwei pointed out again, "What's more, many of the officials sent by the king to Yingchuan County this time are from the prime minister's mansion, and I also need a trustworthy person to lead them."

"The teacher means, is it the king who treats the teacher..."

Wang Wan's body shook, her eyes widened and looked at Lu Buwei curiously.

If Lu Buwei wants to fall, he must prepare in advance.

Lu Buwei's expression remained unchanged, but he just snorted coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, the true nature is not wrong. How can the king do such a thing? Don't think too much, just do things in Yingchuan County. South Korea has just been destroyed, and people are moved, so it is easy to be instigated. Although the king has led to a lot of rebellions, there are still fish that have escaped the net."

As he said that, Lu Buwei couldn't help but remind him again, "I've done it in Yingchuan County, and I guarantee you a safe future. Now the king has destroyed a group of traitors. If you still make a big noise, it will show your lack of ability. Even if you have the true nature, you will probably not be able to leave a good impression in front of the king."

Seeing this, Wang Wan took a deep breath, clasped her fists with her hands, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple understand!"

He knew what Lu Buwei meant. Although he was leaving the power center of Xianyang for a few years, it did not mean that European-style Lu Buwei gave up on him.

Now, he has no choice.

...

Xingle Palace.

Running out for several months.

Ying Zheng returned to his familiar embrace, and smelled the familiar fragrance.

I slept very peacefully this time.

The next morning, although Zhao Ji woke up early, she did not get up, but instead put her arm on her pillow and looked at her son who was sleeping soundly in her arms.

Her chest was already wet.

But Zhao Ji didn't care at all.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with pity and love, and she looked at her children like this.

"It seems that Zheng'er hasn't had a good rest these days, but she has to bear so much at such a young age. Thank you so much for your hard work."

Zhao Ji talked to herself, and a hint of heartache appeared in her eyes.

After a long time, Ying Zheng finally opened his eyes and stretched his waist.

"Mother Queen."

Ying Zheng rubbed his arms in Zhao Ji's arms, then he got up. Looking at Zhao Ji's wet chest, Ying Zheng's face turned red, and he showed a hint of embarrassment, "Thank you, my mother is wet."

"What's the hard work? Zheng'er, you're exhausted too!"

Zhao Ji sat up distractedly and stroked Ying Zheng's hair on his forehead with care. Her white bedclothes were a little loose and there was a large amount of water stains on her chest, but she didn't care.

There is only a beloved son in my eyes.

"When I returned to my mother's side, my days of fatigue have been wiped out. The place where my mother is is Zheng'er's harbor."

"Ha, then get up and wash up."

Zhao Ji smiled, felt relieved, reached out to rub Ying Zheng's hair, and held Ying Zheng's hand and got out of bed.

"My mother, I missed your birthday this time, but I found a few good treasures in Korea and brought them back for the Queen Mother. It was my belated birthday gift."

In front of the bronze mirror, Ying Zheng stood behind Zhao Ji, combed Zhao Ji's hair, looked at the person inside the bronze mirror, and said softly.

Zhao Ji's face was full of smiles at this moment. Since her son came back, the smile on her face has never stopped, which shows her happiness.

It was not long after my husband died, and his son left Xianyang again, which made Zhao Ji feel extremely lonely and unprecedented.

After all, although my husband left when she was in Handan, she still had a beloved son by her side.

Now, the husband has completely left, and his beloved son has also gone outside Hangu Pass, so he is full of fear, afraid that Ying Zheng will be a little surprised.

I thought about Ying Zheng, who was thousands of miles away, day and night. Now that I finally got what I wanted, how could I calm down easily?

"You are the most precious gift for the Queen Mother. As long as you come back, the Queen Mother will be happy. What birthdays are not the same? However, whether there is a gift is not important to the Queen Mother. Only every day you accompany the Queen Mother is the most important."

Zhao Ji grabbed Ying Zheng's hand and said softly.

Ying Zheng also hugged Zhao Ji from behind, buried his face in Zhao Ji's black hair, "Mother, next time I will hold a grand birthday celebration for you."

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng paused for a moment, lowered his voice and whispered in Zhao Ji's ear: "It's even bigger than what the father has organized for you."

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Hearing this, Zhao Ji chuckled, and a trace of trance appeared in her eyes.

After a moment, Zhao Ji came to her senses and whispered: "That mother is looking forward to it!"

She did not refuse again, after all, this was also the wish of her beloved son.

Moreover, she also likes pomp and looks at it.

Especially in Handan, the difficult years made her want to show off after she gained power now.

Thinking that the last birthday celebration that was originally held for her was finally rewarded for merit, Zhao Ji felt that Ying Yiren was not serious enough to treat him, so she was not very happy.

Fortunately, she had a beloved son to accompany her, which allowed her to fill her inner dissatisfaction and emptiness.

"My mother, let me put on makeup for you!"

Ying Zheng suddenly stood up, turned around and sat on Zhao Ji's lap, took the paint from Zhao Ji's hand, and carefully brushed Zhao Ji's face.

"Okay, then I'll leave my mother to you today."

Zhao Ji narrowed her eyes, raised her head, and did not refuse.

The brush on the face gently slid across the cheeks, itchy.

The warm breath in front of him sprayed on his face, making Zhao Ji extremely comfortable and enjoyed this kind of care.

After the banshee walked in, she saw such a picture.

She couldn't help but look envious, she wanted to do this too.

It took a long time before the two came out.

Ying Zheng has good skills, and Zhao Ji has become more and more beautiful after putting on makeup. She is the focus of the audience as soon as she appears.

"The Queen Mother has been caring about the King for the past few months, and she has not thought about tea or food. She has become much haggard. Now that the King has returned, the Queen Mother has finally returned to her glory. It is really gratifying."

The banshee on the side spoke at the right time.

"I worry about my mother."

Ying Zheng couldn't help but hold Zhao Ji's hand tightly and said movedly.
To be continued...