Three days have passed, and Xinzheng has returned to peace again. It seems that the turmoil has not happened before, but the large fragments of ruins are telling the world that the painful memory does not only happen in dreams.

Meng Tian's reinforcements were the first troops to arrive in Xinzheng, but they were far from the last one. Although the sudden attacks of the peasant family and Xinling Jun caught the Qin army, from Ying Zheng to ordinary soldiers, were caught off guard, but it was just delayed for some time.

A fire in Xinzheng made the Qin army stationed dozens of miles away quickly realize the chaos in Xinzheng. Although some time wasted due to haste in the process of summoning troops, this time was not enough to give the peasants and the chaotic army enough opportunities.

A fire not only burned down one-fifth of Xinzheng, but also burned down a trace of South Korea's national destiny. Most of the powerful Koreans who were preserved due to the surrender of King An of Han were exterminated overnight. What remains were just to survive and no longer have the courage or confidence to resist.

Ying Zheng, who was flooded by bamboo slips like a hill in the palace, looked at a volume of official documents presented by Xin Zheng Ling with a strange look on his face.

Ji Wuye, he became a loyal minister.

This Korean general, who was already led by the blood-clothed Hou Bai Yifei, was completely led by Bai Yifei at the beginning. However, when the powerful people in Xinzheng City chose to rebel, Ji Wuye, who should have been the leader of the alliance, suddenly chose to rebel, and no one knew what his motive was.

But he did choose to help the Qin army as soon as possible, and was even one of the first people to rush to the palace to support him.

Has the character changed? Ying Zheng looked at the memorial presented by Ji Wuye with some distress. The full collection of praises made it hard to imagine that Ji Wuye actually had a good literary talent.

On the right side of Ying Zheng is Zi Nu who is fighting against Zhu Jian. The owner of Zi Lanxuan has been in a bad mood in recent days. In a fire three days ago, Zi Lanxuan was unfortunately caught. Although everyone is safe and sound, Zi Lanxuan has only a piece of bare land left.

This purple girl, who worked hard to buy Zilanxuan's property, was really bankrupt at this time, and even fell into a dilemma of living under someone else's roof.

The superior Ying Zheng obviously had no intention of caring about the fragrance and jade. In the depression of Zi Nu, she even arranged a lot of work to be in charge of the documents beside Ying Zheng.

"How many documents have you sorted out in the past two days?" Ying Zheng asked Zi Nu.

"Three hundred kilograms a day." Zi Nu replied expressionlessly.

"It's only 600 kilograms, you have to keep working hard. If you want to rebuild Zilan Xuan, it takes ten 600 kilograms." Ying Zheng said with a twitch.

"It's only twenty days." Zi Nu gritted her teeth and smiled, feeling that the place where she had worn out due to a long-distance raid was hurt again.

"I will leave Xinzheng in ten days." Ying Zheng was laughing too, but he smiled a little badly.

The purple girl's smile instantly frozen.

"Forget it, follow your wishes, your king. Anyway, you always like to see me look ugly." The purple girl lay on the table decadently and moaned.

"I can give you an idea, which should allow you to make up all the money to rebuild Zilanxuan." Ying Zheng said.

"Forget it, I don't want to know anymore. The king will never let me take advantage." Zi Nu was angry and weak.

"Jingyu has a lot of private money. If you can borrow money from her, it will probably be enough to make up for the part you lack." Ying Zheng stood up and said.

"Jingyu?" the purple girl murmured, her scattered eyes gradually gathered together, and then two rays of light were emitted. Yes, as the top killer of the net, Jingyu has always been only in and out, and has saved a lot of private money over the years.

"Although Jingyu is very rich, you have to think about how to get Jingyu to take out the money. It is not easy to talk to Jingyu."

Ying Zheng said as he walked slowly towards the hall, without noticing that the purple girl behind him looked like she wanted to eat him when he turned around.

The weather in winter is very cold, but the winter sun is also the warmest, and the extremely high terrain makes this winter sun bring warmth to the extreme.

Standing on the steps, feeling the sunshine quietly, and under the steps was Wei Yong, the Grand Secretary of Wei State who had been waiting for a long time. He also had another identity, and it was precisely because of his other identity that he could appear here.

Xinzheng was not far from Daliang. The turmoil in Xinzheng three days ago reached the ears of the King of Wei the next day. The King of Wei was so happy at that time.

Seeing his opponent's unlucky is undoubtedly a physical and mental pleasure, but his happiness did not last long, because soon he received another news that the younger brother, who had a delicate relationship with him, fell into the hands of the King of Qin, and the source of the turmoil in Xinzheng City was Xinlingjun.

When he received this news, the King of Wei was indescribable. What could he say? He had been cheated by this younger brother more than ten years ago. This was just another one, although this time he might have been cheated even worse.

Because of Xinling's unauthorized actions, the Wei court still had loyal ministers in the turmoil. When the King of Wei was almost desperate, the Grand Secretary Wei Yong stepped forward and took on the mission to serve as a mission to Qin and calm the disaster.

At that moment, Wei Yong's loyalty and fearlessness even made the King of Wei feel the urge to recognize this far-far cousin who was the same clan as him.

Wei Yong, who shoulders heavy responsibilities, came to Xinzheng again. His tacit understanding with the King of Qin made the old fox instinctively believe that this trip should not be difficult to resolve the crisis between Qin and Wei, but when he came to Xinzheng, he was beaten up and the King of Qin refused to summon him.

Wei Yong, who was worried, had been standing in front of the palace hall for two hours. Although the weather was good, for Wei Yong, two hours was still too long, and his old legs were even shaking slightly.

Did he make a mistake? Wei Yong began to doubt himself.

"Wei Situ, why don't you come here?" Ying Zheng asked while walking on the steps.

"King of Qin..." Wei Yong looked at Ying Zheng who was walking down the steps in shock and suspicion. This was a rare courtesy, but what happened before?

"Are Situ satisfied with Gu's gift?" Ying Zheng said warmly.

Gift? Wei Yong hesitated for a moment before he suddenly realized that it was indeed a rare gift. The more difficult he was made by the King of Qin, the greater the value of completing the task, the more rare it would appear, and have a stronger influence throughout the Wei Kingdom.

"Thank you for your kindness," Wei Yong bowed and said.

"Gu already knows Situ's purpose, but although Gu has decided to sell Situ's face, he cannot do it too casually, so as not to make the world feel that there is any conspiracy, and it is also for Situ to gain a better foothold in the Wei court."

"Why did the King of Qin help me like this?" Wei Yong said slightly moved.

Ying Zheng did not answer Wei Yong's question, but passed by Wei Yong, and said, "Si Tu has suffered a lot in the past few days."

Only Wei Yong was left in the original place.
Chapter completed!