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Pingyuan Jun was waiting in the living room, and saw Qin Yiren walking in the car, holding his head up, hurriedly greeting the general, smilingly said, "I've seen the young master."

"The Prime Minister is spared." Qin Yiren ignored him and waved his hand lightly.

Pingyuan Jun is famous all over the world, and he is the Prime Minister of Zhao. He has a high position and a powerful position. He is respected as a guest of honor wherever he goes? He was so neglected by Qin Yiren that he almost became angry. He had to endure it and praised Qin Yiren: "I haven't seen him for many days. The young master looks very beautiful and the jade tree is in the wind."

"This is all for you. I will torture this young master to the point of being unbearable, and then grow flesh. That's it." Qin Yiren smiled mysteriously at Pingyuan Jun and said, "Prime Minister, I will tell you a secret. Don't tell others that experience like me can prolong life. Do you want to try it?"

This can also prolong life, and the genius believed it. Pingyuan Jun thought that Qin Yiren was holding a grudge and wanted to cause trouble for him. He smiled hard and said, "Young Master is joking."

"Ha! I'm just joking." Qin Yiren sat down.

Pingyuan Jun sat down with him.

"The Prime Minister is busy with all his affairs every day, and he is busy with state affairs. I wonder what it costs to do when he arrives in a humble house?" Qin Yiren didn't ask anyone to serve tea, and went straight in and asked Mr. Pingyuan's purpose.

"Since the emperor's wishes, I came to visit the prince and apologize. When Changping stalemate, there were many negligence. I would like to ask the prince to give him more money." Pingyuan Jun said straight and said, "Your Majesty gives the prince a hundred gold."

"When I see Zhao Dan, I will thank him for my kindness." Qin Yiren said calmly.

He called out the name of King Zhao, did you thank him like this? Pingyuan Jun almost turned angry and had to squeeze out a smile and said, "It must be. Young Master, the Qin army has retreated now. I don't know if the young master has a letter. I am willing to send it to you." His eyes were not instantly fixed, and he stared at Qin Yiren, for fear of missing a detail.

This is his purpose, not to send letters to Qin Yiren, but to be afraid that Qin Yiren will say bad things about Zhao in the letter, which will make Qin Zhao angry with Zhao.

"This is why the Prime Minister will ask you. I will think of it." Qin Yiren's heart was lit.

"I wonder how the young master wrote in the letter?" Pingyuan Jun leaned forward and his eyes widened even more.

"I have told you about imprisoning your Zhao State and torture me." Qin Yiren looked angry and smashed the case, roaring loudly: "I want to ask the King of Qin to avenge me."

Being a hostage will have the awareness of being tortured, placed under house arrest, or even beheaded. Even if Qin Yiren told the King of Qin, the King of Qin would not pay attention to it. Pingyuan Jun did not take it to heart, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"And..." Qin Yiren deliberately dragged his tone and leaned backwards towards his son.

"What else?" Pingyuan Jun asked hurriedly.

"Also, I heard that you, Pingyuan Jun, are urging the six countries to join forces and prepare to raise troops to attack Qin when Qin is weak!" A glimmer of light flashed in Qin Yiren's eyes.

"There is no matter what, no matter what, there is no matter. This will never happen." Pingyuan Jun was so scared that he almost jumped up.

In the Battle of Changping, the strength of Qin and Zhao was greatly exhausted. Although Qin won, its strength was greatly reduced, which was a good opportunity for the joint forces to attack Qin. If Qin Yiren's letter arrived, King Zhao of Qin would be the top ten. Once King Zhao believed it, then King Zhao of Qin would take the initiative to take the initiative and order the Qin army to attack Zhao immediately and destroy Zhao.

In this way, Bai Qi's retreat is meaningless. How could Pingyuan Jun not be afraid?

Not to mention, Qin Yiren also mentioned that it was his Pingyuan Jun’s initiative. Isn’t this a life for him?

If the news spread, let alone what King Zhao did to him, even King Xiaocheng of Zhao would not let him go. He finally said that he would withdraw his troops and provoke Qin again. Isn’t this seeking death?

"Prime Minister, you don't think about it. Now is a good opportunity to attack Qin. Even if you don't admit it, no one will believe it. Someone will inevitably propose it to you, and someone will inevitably let you go. You need someone to clarify it for you." Qin Yiren rolled his eyes and hinted.

"I would like to ask my son to have more beautiful words, more beautiful words." Pingyuan Jun said hurriedly.

"Qin Zhao's death hatred, what good will this do to me?" Qin Yiren spread his hands and started asking for the price.

"Prince, please rest assured. Sheng guarantees the safety of the young master in Handan, and will never let people in danger." Pingyuan Jun was busy bargaining.

"Tsk!" Qin Yiren looked at him disdainfully and said, "I hope someone will do anything to me. If something happens to me at this time, the Qin Dynasty will have a quota to send troops. Even if it is not possible to send troops at the moment, it will definitely use it to raise troops in three or two years."

The current Qin State has lost its strength due to the Changping War and it only takes three to five years to recover. At that time, Qin State will raise troops. If it wants to raise troops, it must have a quota. If something happens to Qin Yiren, it is the best quota.

It is precisely because of this that Xinling Jun advised King Zhao Xiaocheng to protect the safety of Qin Yiren.

"I wish to give you a hundred gold coins," Pingyuan Jun thought that this was the case and had to pay the gold coins.

"Bang!" Qin Yiren's right hand slammed heavily on the short desk and shouted: "Zhao Sheng, do you think this prince is so worthless? A thousand gold is worth a lot."

"Daughter?" Pingyuan Jun felt a pain in his heart, and he cursed in his heart why he didn't go to grab it, so he quickly bargained: "Young master, are there too many of these?"

"Zhao Sheng, you don't think about it. This is related to your wealth and life. How can a mere daughter be worth it?" Qin Yiren insisted that Qingshan would not let go.

"Okay!" Pingyuan Jun burst out two words from his teeth.

"A thousand gold?" Hei Bo hid behind the screen and heard it clearly, almost suspected that he was dreaming.

Qin Yiren's words were just a thousand gold coins. If Hei Bo had not heard it with his own ears, he would not have believed it even if he had not heard it with his own ears.

"Prime Minister, do you think Qin's withdrawal is over?" Qin Yiren asked suddenly.

"What else can I do if I can't finish it?" Pingyuan Junda was puzzled.

"No wonder you have been the prime minister for so many years but have no achievements. You are stupid. If I were the one who was the one who made me a contribution, I would take the opportunity to make achievements." Qin Yiren sneered, and mocked him.

"How can this achieve success?" Pingyuan Junda didn't understand.

"Give a thousand gold, I'll give you a plan." Qin Yiren offered a offer again.

"One thousand gold?" Pingyuan Jun felt another painful pain: "If you can really make achievements, I wish to offer you a thousand gold."

"Hurry to send someone to Qin to discuss peace and reaffirm the friendship between brothers, and say that Qin and Zhao are the same as brothers." Qin Yiren gave a suggestion.

"Wonderful!" Pingyuan Jun's eyes flashed, and he tapped his hands, and he agreed with it, "Young Master's plan is very wonderful, I wish to offer it to him with a thousand gold."

Think about Xinling Jun. Not long after he entered Zhao, he made great contributions to retreating Qin soldiers for Zhao State and wanted to alienate Qin generals and ministers. If he succeeded, what kind of face would he have? He was willing to offer this daughter to him.

"You give another thousand gold, and I'll give you another plan." Qin Yiren raised a finger.

"If it is really worth it, I am willing to give you a thousand gold." Pingyuan Jun has already tasted the sweetness.

"When sending people to Qin, cut off a few cities, and the matter will be finalized." Qin Yiren came up with another plan.

"This..." Pingyuan Jun hesitated for a while and said, "If Qin and Zhao want to negotiate peace and reiterate the old good, the cedes land will be more sincere. But, in this way, will victory not give people a handle?"

If Zhao Zhen could cede the land, King Zhao of Qin would definitely agree to peace talks. The problem is that someone would inevitably attack Pingyuan Jun with this matter, and his position would be problematic.

"Two thousand golds, I will solve this problem for you and make another greater contribution." Qin Yiren raised two fingers.

"Really?" Pingyuan Jun's eyes shone, and he was very anxious: "If this is true, I would like to give you two thousand golds. Will you be able to do it?"

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Chapter completed!