Qin Yiren was wearing a brocade robe, wrapped in thick shape, and his feet were soft-bottomed brocade boots, leaning against the wall, half open and half closed his eyes, basking in the sun, warm and as if he was carrying a small sun.

"Warm, warm, really warm." Qin Yiren kept shouting in his heart.

It only took two days to become Qin Yiren, and he experienced many things, which made him unforgettable and unforgettable for his life.

Thinking back to the unlucky look when he just became Qin Yiren, Qin Yiren's heart twitched, hunger and cold were the main difficulties he faced at that time.

Nowadays, with clothes to protect the cold, there is no need to be afraid of the cold anymore. Although the problem of food and clothing has not been solved, it is still a huge success and a huge progress.

"Young Master, this is the warmest we have dressed in three years." Meng Zhao quickly walked over, sat down next to Qin Yiren, leaned against the wall, basking in the sun lazily, which was extremely comfortable.

His words were filled with joy, but Qin Yiren heard it, but his heart was sore.

Over the past three years, Qin Yiren and others were not full or warm in clothing, and they were tortured. It was a miracle that they could survive it. Although Qin Yiren had only experienced such a painful life of hunger and cold, he already knew that Meng Zhao and others' bitterness could not be described by their pen and ink.

"Young Master, let's save some food." Hei Bo came to Qin Yiren with a worried look on his face and said, "Although we have three days of food, we will go hungry again in three days, so we will save some food, one meal a day, three minutes full."

Although Qin Yiren got three days of food, it was certainly a joyful thing, but it was rootless water and it disappeared after eating it.

Zhao Ping and the others learned their lesson and no longer put the food in the yard. Even if Qin Yiren wanted to rob him again, it would be impossible.

Once Qin Yiren and the others were so hungry that they lost their strength, Zhao Ping and the others' revenge would definitely come, and it would be extremely fierce, because Zhao Ping and the others had never suffered such a big loss in the past three years, and it would never be possible to swallow this resentment.

Therefore, the most urgent task at hand is to keep food and hold on for a while.

Compared to the past, one meal a day is still three-quarters full, and for Qin Yiren and others, it is still a heavenly life.

"Okay." Qin Yiren was extremely reluctant, but had to face reality.

Qin Yiren closed his eyes and stopped talking, but he thought about it in his heart: "The cold problem has been solved. How can we solve the problem of eating? If there is no food, we will starve to death and lose people. All the maps of kings and bullies are illusions. Survival is the most important thing at the moment. How to solve this?"

Living is more important than anything else. Only by living can you return to Qin and ascend to the position of King of Qin. This is the top priority at the moment.

The problem is that, given Qin Yiren's current situation, it is more difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing than climbing to the sky.

"Oh, where is Lu Buwei?" Qin Yiren suddenly remembered that it was the big tyrant Lu Buwei who rescued Qin Yiren from the predicament and helped him return to the country to ascend to the throne of King Qin.

"If Lu Buwei comes, what should I do? Should I accept his help or not?" Qin Yiren is in need of help at the moment. If Lu Buwei is willing to help, this will be of great benefit to Qin Yiren.

The problem is that some things are too difficult to accept. For example, if you pick up Lu Buwei's "breaking boots" and wear a cuckold, you can't accept it if you are a man.

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The sound of cars was loud and the horses were running hauled, and a luxurious car drove to the alley.

This car is extremely luxurious in terms of materials, workmanship and decoration. You can tell at a glance that this is the car used by a person with a very status. The owner is either rich or noble.

Behind the car were four tall guards, each of whom was like an iron tower, wearing precious silk brocade clothes, with a sword around his waist, and a vibrant aura all over his body. You can tell that he was a good player at a glance.

The person who drove the train was an old man in his fifties. His clothes were very expensive, much better than those of the guards. The old man was energetic and had a fair skin. He knew that his identity was not low at first glance.

"It's this?" A thick man's voice came from the car.

"Master, it's here." The old man who drove the car answered carefully, saying, "Master, the old slave has already found out clearly, Qin Yiren lives here."

"Living here? It's obviously under house arrest." The deep man in the car rang out again, saying, "At a glance, I knew that Qin Yiren suffered a lot. The dignified prince was in such a situation. It was really embarrassing him."

At first glance, the words were complaining about Qin Yiren, but in fact they did not have a trace of sympathy. The man changed his mind and said, "So great! So good! The more difficult Qin Yiren is, the greater the possibility of success in what I have planned."

"Master is smart!" The old man praised, raised his whip, and the whip tip sounded empty. He turned into the alley and headed straight for Qin Yiren's courtyard.

Amid the sound of the car, the car quickly arrived in front of the courtyard. Zhao Ping had already led a few officials in red to stand at the door with sharp eyes and shouted: "Who is coming? This is a place that is not allowed to enter without permission, so why not retreat quickly!"

"Please quit the wrath of thunder." The old man smiled and jumped off the shaft of the carriage, lifted up the curtain.

A middle-aged man came out of the car, and Zhao Ping's mouth opened wide, looking surprised.

This middle-aged man is about forty years old, with a white face and a pink face. He is extremely handsome, with bright eyes and very spiritual. He wears a jade crown and a gold-inlaid brocade robe. The tailoring is very appropriate and exquisitely made. You can tell at a glance that he is a top-notch product.

If this were the case, it would not have surprised Zhao Ping. What surprised him was the jade on the middle-aged man.

"Jade inlaid with gold!" Zhao Ping's shock was even more intense.

Wearing jade is a long-standing tradition of Chinese clothing. From the three generations to the spring and autumn, jade was carved and polished into various ornaments to wear, which is a common folk custom in the world. The jade ornaments of the upper class were numerous, and jade was also a symbol of status. Even for common people, simple jade objects such as jade fish, jade tigers, and jade pendants were often worn on their bodies.

Etiquette was greatly simplified during the Warring States Period, and the wearing of jade ornaments was relatively simple. In the Spring and Autumn Period, a group of more than ten large long strings of jade hanging all over the body were no longer a necessary ritual instrument for nobles. Single jade pendants began to become daily ornaments, and various jade utensils such as jade bi, jade pendants, jade men, jade swords, etc. became decorations that symbolize auspiciousness.

Although the etiquette of jade wearing has been simplified, since it has entered the iron world, jade carving tools have made great progress. The production of jade is more refined than that of the Spring and Autumn Period, and the production techniques are more diverse, and some techniques are even more ingenious.

Among the most rare things are gold-inlaid jade and jade-inlaid gold. Among these two production techniques, jade-inlaid gold is the most difficult. All jade ornaments made using this method are of extraordinary value and worth hundreds or thousands of gold.

The jade ornament on the waist of this middle-aged man is made of jade-inlaid gold. Anyone who can have such ornaments has a very high status, either a wealthy family or a noble person.

With the help of the old man, the middle-aged man got out of the car and stood on the ground with his body straight, like a javelin, and his whole person was extraordinary.

"I've seen sir." Zhao Ping did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly came up and greeted the middle-aged man, saying, "I dare to ask if the sir is here, what's the point of doing?"

"I'm here to visit a friend." The middle-aged man glanced at Zhao Ping and looked at the gate of the courtyard: "My friend is the son of the Yiren of Qin."

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