A few moments.

After the servants reported that, Wei Liao, who was walking slowly, came to the gate of the Guowei Mansion with a crutch and walking slowly.

But over an hour passed, looking at Wei Liao's mental outlook, it seemed that he had become more than ten years older.

Zhao Gao had an exaggerated smile on his face, and he did not enter the mansion, nor did he bow his head or bow his hand.

He said casually: "The Wei State and the King's Chariot, Your Majesty has never let Gao give it to anyone."

"How can a person who drives know the joy of riding a car? I will not be the turn of a man who is a national lieutenant, and you are the one who is castrated."

Zhao Gao's face turned gloomy and said in a slight way: "Here you go to Kuaiji Mountain and the rivers, the Guowei Lord should find a driver from Xianyang Palace to avoid the trouble of traveling, and the old and weak person cannot afford Kuaiji."

The CRRC Mansion Order is in charge of the royal family's carriages, horses, and carriages. All the royal masters are under the jurisdiction of Zhao Gao.

Wei Liao's face was full of anger and swung his cane with both hands to hit Zhao Gao. When the cane fell, it made a sound of breaking through the air, indicating that the cane was not what it was.

Zhao Gao reached out to intercept him and took over the heavy solid wood crutch that Wei Liao smashed with one hand.

His body quickly approached Wei Liao, and Zhao Gao spoke very quickly.

"The Grand Master Guowei walked slowly, but his crutches were very heavy. Gao would report to His Majesty truthfully."

Let go, pull away, and retreat, and do it in one go.

Wei Liao paused his crutch and said angrily: "Get out."

Zhao Gao did not say anything, nor did he say goodbye. He turned over and rode his horse back to Xianyang Palace on the road without a single person.

The chariot of the Four Horses, which is only qualified to be used by the king, was left outside the Guowei Mansion for all passers-by to see.

With a crutch, Wei Liao stared at the chariot of the Sima King for a while, and called a soldier from the Guowei Mansion.

When he climbed the chariot of the Four Horse King, which only Emperor Qin Shi could climb, Wei Liao sat alone in it.

There was no anger on his face, and he was full of thought.

But the voice is full of anger, which makes people know that the person who is speaking is in a state of anger.

"Follow me to Chang'an Jun Mansion!"

Wheel wheel~

Wei Liao's private driver who could only flexibly drive a single horse and pull a cart was frightened and carefully drove the chariot of the four horses.

The chariot of the Four Horse King slowly drove towards Chang'an Jun Mansion, and there was a army on both sides of the chariot without running, but only the soldiers of the National Wei Mansion who were walking.

...

Chang'an Jun Mansion, hall.

"The King of Chang'an should know everything about the Great Qin style. With the original intention of a child, it is difficult not to go to the battlefield."

Li Si shook his head, very helpless.

What kind of style is the Great Qin Dynasty? It is to admire martial arts, admire military forces, respect for strength, and look down on anything other than fighting on the battlefield.

Whether fools or wise men, as long as they are in Daqin, they must be trapped.

Needless to say, fools go with the flow and recognize the military merits of the Qin Dynasty and go to the dark side.

A wise man like Li Si can see that the Qin Dynasty has such disadvantages, but he also has to pretend that he can't see it.

Because this is the root of Daqin.

Ying Chengqi was a playboy for ten years, and the ministers of Qin regarded him as a lie, and were full of hostility towards him without any concealment.

There are actually not many people who are truly hostile to Ying Chengzuo.

What does Ying Chengzi have to do with them?

Who cares about whether the neighbor’s children are promising?

But they had to care, because the King of Qin wanted them to care, and the State of Qin wanted them to care.

The Qin kings of Qin have been fueling this trend since Qin Xiaogong, including the First Emperor Ying Zheng.

The entire Qin State was all over the country.

This kind of absolute worship of fighting on the battlefield must be formed to create a tiger and wolf army.

But in the eyes of Li Si who loves to make up for it, this is the temptation of the First Emperor.

Test which one would Li Si choose between Han Fei and Qin.

Your Majesty has so many subordinates, but he insists that I send my senior brother to the road, just to see if I will secretly change wine and save my senior brother's life. He is testing my loyalty.

Han Fei's death.

It should be considered suicide.

But from a factual perspective, there is no problem at all.

[Junior brother is content and don’t take the things of that year to heart again. Listen to your words, my junior brother’s words for Chunyu Yue in Xuanniao Hall show his character.]

Han Fei patted Li Si’s shoulder freely, just like he encouraged his younger brothers at the Jixia Academy back then.

Li Si wiped away the tears from his face, and showed a simple smile that only children could show.

"From today, I can finally see Junior Brother Zhang Cang with my head held high."

【You can always.】

"Chang'an Jun, senior brother, Li Si surrendered."

When they rushed to Ying Chengzi, Han Fei gave each other a tribute, and Li Si limped towards the door.

Ying Chengqiu looked at Li Si's somewhat desolate back, rolled his eyes, and muttered in a low voice "slip".

"If Zuo Xiang doesn't mind, can I arrange Guizi to Fusu's personal guard?"

Thumb~

Li Si turned around and fell to the ground, moving extremely briskly.

"I thank you for your great kindness!"

Li Si limped out of the hall, and the drunkard in white entered the hall with a smell of alcohol.

Ying Chengxiang lay on the table and sighed.

"You guys will find trouble for me and wipe your butts every day. If you want to make achievements and do a great career, can you not bring me with you?"

At this time, the drunkard changed the wine pot to a wine gourd, and sat on the chair and shook it back and forth with the wine gourd.

"What are you fooling about? Li Si is as timid as a mouse. He talks about the philosophy of rats, and is also like a mouse."

Ying Chengqiu snatched Li Mu's wine gourd and was so angry that he was not angry.

"I'm just fooling me. Do you think Li Si is really afraid of you? He, a person who has risen from the bottom to the left prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, is he afraid of you, Zhao Wu'anjun? Are you thinking about whether Guo Kai was afraid of you at the beginning?"

"The Lord is the best at sophistry."

"I can't stand it anymore. Nai Gong is really playing the piano against the cow. God opens the combat door for you and nails the window of your politics to death! This time I'm going to the county, stuttering, you're optimistic about this drunkard, don't let him always cause trouble, I'll go to the building to have fun and relax."

Ying Chengqiu felt that he would be angry with Li Mu if he stayed here again, and shouted when he went out.

"People are here to prepare the car, I'm going to the tower!"

"Stummy, have you fooled me again?"

Han Fei watched the fun with relish.

As long as you don’t say that Korea is not, then you can talk about it anyway.

[No, what the emperor said is correct. Junior Brother Li ran from a corner of Chu to Jixia Academy in Qi to study, and then traveled thousands of miles away to Qin to become an official. How could a timid mouse do such a feat? There are not many people in Jixia Academy who can join the wrong side and value it.]

"I want to kill him, but he dare not get angry and keeps expelling me. Isn't this timid?"

[The junior brother asks you for your husband and give Wu'an a face, that is, you give your husband a face. Just imagine that the junior brother is so respectful to your servants, so how can you say the attitude towards you? Brother Li can see that your husband limping on the road?]

"It's natural to see."

Han Fei smiled meaningfully and kicked Li Mu's legs bent.

This kick was not fast, and Li Mu could dodge it completely, but he didn't.

The pain was transmitted from the bend of the leg to Li Mu's brain, and Li Mu touched the kicked place.

"You'd better have a right reason."

Rust rust ~

Han Fei's pen is like a dragon and a snake.

[It is either the strength of kicking you or the strength of kicking your junior brother. Although this force is not small, it will not make people lame. My junior brother is definitely not as simple as Wu Anjun thought.]

"…Li Si has been pretending to be lame, why?"

[In order to ask the emperor to help his son, the junior brother's miserable behavior is caused by the emperor's house. He has such an attitude towards Wu'an. With the emperor's mind and nature, how can he refute the junior brother's request?]

Li Mu held his forehead, drunkenly said in a daze: "...You know everything, why don't you tell the Lord, just let Li Si achieve it in this way, achieve the goal."

Oh ~
To be continued...