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Sima Shang did not refuse, but he also did not agree, saying that this matter must be approved by King Zhao Xiang, or at the very least, Marshal Li Mu's nod.
The entire conversation with Sima Shang was relatively harmonious. Ji Jie was more confident in Li Mu who was going to visit him next, because he brought a gift that Li Mu could not refuse - a sword.
The name of the sword is Feihong. The blade is three feet six inches long, the hilt is eight inches long, and the sword frame is one meter long. It is made of the best bronze and was made by Ou Yezi, a famous swordsmith.
After a brief conversation, Ji Jie ordered someone to bring over the wooden box containing the Feihong Sword and presented it with both hands.
"What are you doing, Wei?" A trace of displeasure appeared on Li Mu's face. It was well known that he never accepted bribes.
"Marshal Li, don't get me wrong!" Ji Jie opened the lid of the box and said, "Jun Xinling asked me to bring this sword to you. I'm not very proficient in weapons. You should check it out first!"
Li Mu was much more easy-going than Ji Jie thought, otherwise he wouldn't have taken out the sword so quickly.
Li Mu could say that he didn't take gold and silver in his eyes, but he couldn't stop putting a peerless magic weapon in front of him. He picked up the sword with a suspicious expression, and the moment the sword was pulled out of the scabbard,
The sound of the clang is like the roar of a dragon.
"What a sword, what a sword!" Li Mu praised sincerely.
"As the saying goes, swords are given to heroes. It seems that your decision is right!" Ji Jie said with a smile: "Only a great hero like Marshal Li is worthy of such a sword. Please accept it!"
"No!" Li Mu refused simply. He knew that the value of this sword was at least ten thousand gold.
Ji Jie did not reach out to take the sword he handed back in exchange for it, but said with a smile: "Mr.
, naturally it is not worthy of such a weapon, so I asked me to give it to you, so as not to shame the magic weapon in my own hands. Your Majesty also said that I hope you can kill all the Qin soldiers with this sword and protect it forever.
Peace to the Three Jin Dynasties!"
Li Mu believed it. Ji Jie himself didn't believe what he said, but he actually believed it. The key is that the Feihong Sword is too tempting for a general.
Putting away the sword, Li Mu said cheerfully: "If envoy Wei needs my help, just ask!"
Ji Jie quickly said what he was thinking. Li Mu frowned and said in an unhappy tone: "You just said you wanted me to kill all the Qin soldiers with my sword. Why are you helping Qin now?"
That's right, Ji Jie also realized that he was inconsistent.
"That's right, this is one of the contents of the agreement signed between Wei and Qin, and Lord Xinling has to do it!" Ji Jie began to find reasons for himself: "Otherwise, the people of Qin will not retreat. As you know, we are now
If you are not the opponent of Qin, how can you do it without bowing your head?"
Li Mu thought about it for a while, during which he glanced at the sword on the table many times, and finally patted the table and said, "Okay, I can let you meet Zhao Ji and her son for three sticks of incense, how about it?"
Three sticks of incense, one stick is enough!
Ji Jie quickly pretended to be grateful and said while bowing: "Thank you Marshal Li for your generosity. In fact, what Lord Xinling meant is that as long as we work hard, even if we don't rescue their mother and son, we have completed the mission. In the eyes of the Qin people,
Just give me an explanation!"
This is a reassuring word, but it is what Li Muzheng needs.
The next day, Ji Jie, led by Li Mu's personal guards, ran all the way to Wulu City, not far from Handan City. This was a major military town with more than 60,000 troops stationed to guard the capital.
There were more soldiers walking on the street than ordinary people, but everything seemed so orderly, which showed that Li Mu was a good ruler.
The Generalissimo's Mansion is a majestic building complex. It was originally the palace of King Zhao and was later given to Li Mu. He turned it into a combat center for discussions with various generals. In any case, he is the legal owner here.
So the plaque hanging on the door is the Generalissimo's Mansion.
It is a small courtyard heavily guarded by soldiers. The level of guarding is so high that it can be described as three floors inside and three floors outside. Sentries are also set up at several commanding heights around it, equipped with powerful crossbows. Who would dare to attack here if they are not discerning?
His idea was probably shot into a hedgehog before he even got into contact with the soldiers standing guard in the corner.
Seeing this, Ji Jie's heart became heavy. Not to mention that Qin Qing only brought 200 warriors, even 2,000 or even 20,000 warriors would not be able to snatch anyone out from here.
We can only think of ways through diplomacy, which is too passive.
"Are Zhao Ji, mother and son locked up in such a small courtyard?" Ji Jie asked.
"Not exactly!" the guard captain replied: "Zhao Ji usually lives here. Most of the time she can only stay in the dungeon under the small courtyard. Occasionally she comes out for some air. Wang Zizheng is locked in another courtyard.
Specialized teachers teach all kinds of knowledge. When the generalissimo is in a good mood, he will send someone to take him out to play. Of course, he must dress up as an ordinary child."
It was tragic enough, no wonder Ying Zheng hated Zhao after being rescued. His more than ten years of inhumane life as a child cultivated his perseverance, and he was able to unify China and become an emperor respected by later generations.
There is only one house in the small courtyard, and other than that it is full of flowers and plants. Needless to say, these must have been planted by Zhao Ji during her vacation. This group of old men who are soldiers are not so leisurely.
The room was very clean, with no trace of human habitation. The captain of the guard walked to a shelf and turned a vase placed on it. The sound of a machine was heard, and a three-foot-square hole appeared on the ground.
"Master Wei, it's breakfast time now. Since you want to go down to see Zhao Ji, please stay with us for dinner!" A soldier behind the captain of the guard was carrying a tray with a bowl of light yellow mixed rice in it.
Porridge, a small plate of dark pickles, and two hard steamed buns.
"Okay!" Ji Jie agreed.
"In three sticks of incense time, Mr. Wei can have a good talk with Zhao Ji!" There was a bit of ambiguity in the guard captain's words.
"What do you mean?" Ji Jie asked.
The captain of the guard smiled but did not answer. Ji Jie calmly put a piece of gold into his hand before he was willing to tell the reason: Zhao Ji had been imprisoned here for nearly ten years, was hungry and thirsty, and had "sex" many times.
On the first day after the soldiers were brought in to deliver meals, Li Mu ordered that the soldiers not be allowed to have sex with them. Several guys who failed to control them lost their lives because of this. Later, when delivering meals, they were all let go.
It's not worth it to just run in and risk your life just for the sake of temporary enjoyment.
"You are not a Zhao soldier, so you don't need to pay attention to the Generalissimo's orders!" the guard captain said with an exaggerated expression: "The woman inside is in the age of a tiger and a wolf. The Wei envoy must be careful. If it fails, just give a shout and the brotherhood will send someone down to take care of her.
Pull me up!"
Historically, Zhao Ji was indeed a womanly woman. After her son ascended the throne and became the Queen Mother of Qin, she immediately got together with Lao Ai, and she also maintained an unclear relationship with Lu Buwei for several years.
But Ji Jie never thought that she would get so horny. He took a deep breath and slowly walked into the tunnel. He looked like a brave warrior who died generously.