Nei Shi said: "If the Qin people continue to grow stronger, the situation of our Korean people will only become more difficult."
Han Yi shook his head slightly, cheered up and said: "We can only take one step at a time. We in Han are surrounded by enemies on all sides, so we really have no good strategy.
Go and contact Zheng Guo’s people, is there any news for you?”
The internal historian said angrily: "Zheng Guo has become a Qin citizen and considers himself a Qin citizen. We and other Korean visitors have been turned away."
Han Yi spat lightly and cursed in a low voice, but in his heart he was envious of Zheng Guo's situation.
A few days later, Han Yi and his party returned to South Korea.
The frame entered Xinzheng, the capital of South Korea.
At this time, Xinzheng was already showing signs of depression. There were not many pedestrians on the streets, and beggars could sometimes be seen in the dark alleys.
There is a gloomy atmosphere in the city.
There are uneven spots on the streets from time to time, but no one repairs them in time.
Compared with Xianyang, whether it is people's livelihood or military, the state of the people is far behind.
Han Yi sat on the carriage, lifted the curtain and looked outside along the way, sighing frequently.
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Late August is the flood season.
Zhao Huaizhong came to Zheng Guoqu to inspect again.
Various state affairs were also rushed to the Jingyang County Hotel for processing.
Currently, most of the Zhengguo Canal has been constructed and is expected to be completed in another year, which will relieve flood problems and enrich the land.
Zhao Huaizhong walked along the embankment on both sides of the canal, watched the construction progress, and encouraged Zheng Guo with a few words of satisfaction.
"Did the Koreans come to visit you when they entered Qin?" Zhao Huaizhong asked Zheng Guo beside him.
"I have been here before, but I have been rejected by my ministers." Zheng Guo said frankly.
Zhao Huaizhong hummed.
In the evening, he returned to the Jingyang County Hotel and bowed his head among a pile of bamboo scrolls waiting to be reviewed. It was not until midnight that he finished processing all kinds of copywriting and memorials.
late at night.
Zhao Huaizhong sat cross-legged and closed his eyes in a quiet room, warming up his body's strength.
After he entered the second realm of the saint, the power in his body was closely integrated with the heaven and earth, like water and milk blending together, without distinction between each other.
When he began to practice in the night, the stars in the sky twinkled, as if the light of the stars and the moon fell into the mortal world and merged into his body.
The room where Zhao Huaizhong was sitting was filled with cold silver shimmering light, and the stars were as bright as water.
In a trance, there seemed to be a star in the sky, reflected next to Zhao Huaizhong's body, matching its energy and shining brightly.
However, just when Zhao Huaizhong was sinking into practice, he suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.
The sage can predict good and bad fortunes and give signs of heart palpitations. Obviously, everything happens for a reason.
Zhao Huaizhong closed his eyes to sense the situation. Soon after, he suddenly opened his eyes and his figure disappeared from the room. He appeared on the back of a black bird in the sky, flapped his wings and rushed towards Xianyang.
"Xin Wu, you and others will follow you. I'll go back to Xianyang first."
In the room, Xin Wu's ears heard Zhao Huaizhong's voice.
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Qi State, Jixia Academy.
Zou Yan watched the sky at night and noticed something.
He made a hexagram casually, and then his expression changed slightly, his sleeves floated in the air, and he disappeared directly into Linzi, the capital of the Qi people, approaching the border of Qin.
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The black bird flashed a ray of light in the air, fell from the sky like lightning, and fell directly into Xianyang Palace from above.
There was a palace guard who was bending his bow and setting an arrow. When he saw that it was Xuanniao returning from the Crown Prince of Qin, he hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Zhao Huaizhong landed from the air and quickly arrived at Zhangtai Palace.
At this time, the atmosphere in Zhangtai Palace was solemn.
Zhao Ji's eyes were filled with tears, and Mu Yangjing was also there, her eyes slightly red.
Lu Buwei, Wang Jian and others, as well as Zhao Huaizhong, came forward and guarded the palace gate. It was obvious that something unusual had happened.
Seeing Zhao Huaizhong, Zhao Ji leaned over and held Zhao Huaizhong's hand tightly: "Zheng'er, your father was fine this afternoon. He was playing in Cuihua Mountain, talking and laughing as usual, but in the evening he suddenly fainted, no matter what
Even if I call you, I won’t wake up.”
Zhao Huaizhong said: "What did the doctor say?"
When King Zhuang Xiang went out, he was accompanied by medical officers.
"The doctor said that the king's symptoms were unclear, and he wanted to return to Xianyang for treatment for fear of delay, so we rushed back overnight and were about to send someone to inform you," Zhao Ji said.
"How is your father now?"
While Zhao Huaizhong was asking questions, he walked into the inner hall and saw King Zhuang Xiang lying on the couch, his face slightly green.
Zhao Huaizhong walked closer, stretched out his hand to hold King Zhuang Xiang, pushed the Qi machine around his body, quickly withdrew his hand, and returned to the outside of the dormitory calmly.
"My father's life is not in danger for the time being, so my mother does not need to be so worried and sad."
Zhao Huaizhong saw Mu Yangjing standing on one side, his eyes were red, and he frowned and said, "Why are you crying?"
Chapter completed!