Chapter 6: Ventilation Technique

The reason why Pingyuan Jun was able to become the Prime Minister of Zhao was not because he really had the talent to stabilize the country and ensure the stability of the country, but because he was a clan of the royal family and respected his own disciples. Thousands of disciples boasted about him, so he was "famous". He had been the prime minister for so many years, but he had no contribution. Otherwise, he would not have been eager to make a fortune in the Battle of Changping.

If he can really make a great contribution, he will not say two thousand gold, even five thousand gold will be willing to offer it.

"The Battle of Changping started because of Han. Is this account not settled with Han yet?" Qin Yiren pointed out to Pingyuan Jun Mijin and said, "Is it not right for Zhao to ask for some money and food from Han for three years?"

"That's right! That's right!" Pingyuan Jun's eyes shone. If he used this as a reference and asked South Korea for money and food, no one would object, but would only support it.

"As for the city ceded to Qin, you can also ask South Korea for double requests, one city and two city to compensate for four cities. Who dares to have objections? Who has objections? Who will fight against Qin soldiers for three years?" Qin Yiren's tone was a little high.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! So wonderful!" Pingyuan Jun laughed with his palm, extremely happy.

"If it were me, I would ced out more cities from Qin, at least a dozen or a few hundred or twenty, and then doubled the demand from South Korea. Isn't this a great achievement?" Qin Yiren's eyes flashed and he smiled very kindly: "No need for a large army, just send an envoy to accomplish. Is there anything more cost-effective than this?"

"But it's not very lucky." Pingyuan Jun frowned, feeling very regretful.

Qin Yiren's plan was definitely a great contribution, but Zhao State could not plan because Zhao State was now greatly damaged, and South Korea did not take Zhao State seriously at all.

"Why do you need to do this?" Qin Yiren sneered and said sarcastically: "Isn't Xinling Jun in Handan? You don't use such a fast knife, you're stupid!"

"Young Master, you are such a good person! This plan is great!" Xinling Jun showed up as soon as he arrived in Zhao State. Pingyuan Jun didn't say anything, but he was jealous. If he treated Xinling Jun as a knife envoy and asked him to bear the infamous reputation, would Pingyuan Jun be more happy than him?

"Young Master, Jin, Zhao Sheng offered it as much as you want." Pingyuan Jun was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. His nose and eyes became a family: "In addition, if a guest gave him a winning horse with a sweat-blooded horse in the Western Regions, he would give it to the young master, and please accept it with a smile."

The sweat-blooded horse is a famous horse in the world. It was known to the Central Plains as early as the Spring and Autumn Period, but it was not known to the China during the Han Dynasty.

If you give me such a BMW, you are afraid that Qin Yiren will not accept it. It is really because Pingyuan Jun has gained too much today.

"Young master, Jin and BMW, then delivered it. Sheng said goodbye." Pingyuan Jun was happy and bowed to Qin Yiren and trotted, his whole body was light, as if flying.

Looking at Pingyuan Jun's back, Qin Yiren's eyes turned and his face was ridiculed: "Zhao Sheng is such an incompetent person who can be the prime minister and is still 'famous'. No wonder Zhao Guohui was defeated in Changping."

Pingyuan Jun is one of the "Four Princes of the Warring States Period" and is famous in later generations. Qin Yiren originally thought that this person is very good. The more he contacted him, the more he found that this person was a golden and jade, and a shattered bun.

"So what about Xinlingjun?" Xinlingjun was the leader of the fourth prince of the Warring States Period. He had defeated the Qin army, but Qin Yiren had never seen it, so it was difficult to draw a conclusion. However, from Pingyuanjun, one or two, it is probably also a person who does not match the name.

"Young Master, you are so awesome, so awesome!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo Er rushed out from behind the screen, surrounding Qin Yiren in the middle, with joy on his face and praise him.

Qin Yiren talked and five thousand golds were included in the account. They admired Qin Yiren so much that they were so impressed.

Especially Hei Bo, who is in charge of the cost, was the most happy. He was still worried about using up all the gold. After only a few moments, Qin Yiren had a net worth of five thousand gold, so he no longer had to worry about the cost.

They were so happy that Qin Yiren shook his head hard, a little unbelievable.

"No wonder Gan Luo Shi Er was able to become a prime minister and achieve a good reputation. It turned out that Zhao people were scared by the Battle of Changping." Qin Yiren smiled contemptuously in his heart.

"The Twelve-Ganluo is the Prime Minister" is a legend in Chinese history, and has been passed down through the ages. How could the twelve-year-old Ganluo have such a great reputation? It turned out that the twelve-year-old Ganluo asked Qin Shihuang for a car. A team of guards came to Zhao State. When they saw the King of Zhao, they said harsh words, which scared the king and ministers of Zhao State, and quickly sent people to Qin to discuss peace and offer land.

Ganluo is not just a twelve-year-old brat. It is really surprising that he has such an effect as soon as he talks.

What Qin Yiren encountered today was exactly the same as Gan Luo.

"More, from today on, our potion will be maximized and we don't need to save money." Qin Yiren looked at Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong, thinking that it would be justified to restore their strength as soon as possible.

"Mr. Xie." After soaking in the potion, Mori's skin was smooth and beautiful, and she recovered well. If she recovered in full, she would be so beautiful. Girls would not refuse beauty, and Mori was happy.

"Bi Mo. I want to inform Qin State as soon as possible." Qin Yiren ordered, Heibo and Moer were busy, and Qin Yiren wrote a letter, asking Ma Gai to go to Weifeng Trading Company and ask Weifeng Trading Company to send it to Qin State.

The gold and sweat-blooded BMW that Pingyuan Jun agreed to was delivered soon, which attracted Hei Bo and others to praise him again.

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In the palace of Zhao King King Xiaocheng, King Zhao was worried, but Pingyuan Jun rushed in with a smile on his face. He couldn't help but wonder and asked, "Zhao Sheng, have you eaten bee shit? You made your mouth so sweet that you couldn't close."

"Your Majesty, I am more happy than this." Pingyuan Jun smiled even more happily and said, "Your Majesty, I can help you to strengthen my great Zhao."

"Oh." King Zhao Xiaocheng was very anxious and asked, "Really? You didn't deceive me?"

"Your Majesty, how dare I talk nonsense about such a big thing?" Pingyuan Jun hurriedly said, "The Great Zhao is currently without money and food, and cannot raise soldiers. If this matter is not resolved, the Great Zhao will be in danger. In the Battle of Changping, the Great Zhao blocked the Qin soldiers for three years for Han. Han did not send out a soldier and a soldier to help him, and he did not give him a grain of grain or a piece of money. The Great Zhao asked Han for money and food, openly and upright. If Han did not give, the Great Zhao would connect the six countries and destroy them."

"Okay!" King Zhao Xiaocheng's hands slammed together, which was very excited.

He frowned and hesitated, "But, Da Zhao's strength has been greatly damaged, and Han may not buy it."

"Why not invite Xinling Jun to take action?" Pingyuan Jun said with a smile.

"Miracle! Miracle! Miracle!" King Zhao Xiaocheng agreed very much and said, "Xinling Jun is famous all over the world, and he is even more a prince of Wei. If he takes advantage of the situation, Han dares not not to buy it. I will ask Xinling Jun now."

"Your Majesty, wait." Pingyuan Jun hurriedly stopped him and said with a smile: "It's not worth it to just ask for money and food. You have to ask for some more cities."

"City? Will South Korea give it? Even if it gives it, Da Zhao will ask for it without any reservation." King Zhao Xiaocheng couldn't figure it out.

"Your Majesty, just do this." Pingyuan Jun narrowed his eyes together with his smile, and whispered in King Xiaocheng's ear.

"Well! This plan is great." King Xiaocheng Zhao was very happy and said happily: "Immediately sending envoys to Qin to reaffirm the friendship between brothers, and then stolen ten cities."

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No need to worry about money, Qin Yiren continued to practice martial arts and made a very rapid progress.

On that day, Hei Bo came to see Qin Yiren and said, "Young Master, you must practice breathing and sucking skills when practicing martial arts."

"Spitting technique?" Qin Yiren spread his hands and said helplessly: "I want to do it too, but where can I learn it?"

The breathing technique is the qigong of later generations and was very popular in the Warring States Period. People like Guiguzi, Mozi, and Bian Que, who have been famous throughout the ages, all had extraordinary breathing techniques. If Qin Yiren could learn breathing techniques, this would be of great help to him practice martial arts.

"Young Master, I know the breathing technique of the Qin royal family." Hei Bo's words were amazing.

"Royal breathing technique?" Qin Yiren was very surprised and his eyes widened: "How did you know?"

The Qin royal family's breathing technique was very strict, and even Qin Yiren didn't know it.

"It was Xia Ji asked the prince before leaving. I asked the old slave to remember it. If the prince is willing to practice martial arts, he can pass it on to the prince." Hei Boluo hesitated and told the whole story.

"My mother?" The ex-girl's memories emerged, Xia Ji's kind face appeared in his mind, and Qin Yiren felt a warmth in his heart.

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Chapter completed!