Chapter 105 King Han: So What If... I Give You The Pearl?
Chapter 105 King Han: So what if... I give you a pearl?
Yan Lingji held her face in her hands and looked aside, looking at the two figures, one large and one small.
The older one was sweating and practicing her sword, while the younger one was waiting aside with a piece of cloth that was still dripping with water. Her hands were too small to wring out the water on it.
Whenever Zheng Ze finished playing a set, Yan'er ran over with her short legs and handed him a cloth to wipe away his sweat and cool down. After wiping, he took the cloth to the basin next to him to wash it, running around endlessly.
Happy.
Yan Lingji looked at the two of them quietly, and if she didn't know better, she would really think that they were father and daughter!
After the ninth time, Zheng Ze felt the injury on his arm protesting. He slowly put down the sword and casually took the handkerchief handed over by Yan'er. As soon as he finished wiping the sweat on his forehead, he heard shouts from outside.
"Where is Mr. Zheng Zezheng? Your Majesty has ordered you to come to the palace and see him!"
Hearing this voice, everyone in the courtyard had different reactions. Zheng Ze's eyes sparkled. After waiting for so many days, he finally arrived!
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Not long after, a carriage set off from the door of Zheng Ze's attic, pulled by maroon horses with strong hooves, and stepped on the streets paved with bluestones. The luxurious guard of honor attracted many eyes. The carriage was not in a hurry or slow.
, heading towards the palace city,
Inside the carriage, it is spacious and elegant, and the layout is exquisite. In addition to the soft seats, there is also a small table with fresh melon and fruit cakes placed on it, which is extremely exquisite.
Zheng Ze sat among them, his eyes filled with contemplation. Such courtesy showed that King Han paid sufficient attention to it. There was a sword box lying beside him. This was the first time he had brought it out. The reason was that even though
Even with all the preparations, there is no guarantee whether an accident will happen.
Behind the window of Zilanxuan, a purple figure watched the carriage go away, and said with a chuckle: "You said, he really has no intention of power?"
Behind Zi Nu, Wei Zhuang lowered his head and wiped the shark teeth quietly, "You seem to be very concerned about his affairs?"
Hearing this, Zi Nu had her own reasons, "He said he would help Zi Lan Xuan resolve the stigma, but he is still nowhere to be seen. How can I not care?"
Ever since she got the "promise" from Zheng Ze, she had been waiting for the solution that the other party said, but day after day, the other party never made any move. She could calm down, but the sisters in Zilanxuan were a little anxious.
Not to mention having no source of income, the water-absorbent land used to have continuous rain and dew to maintain the normal growth of crops, but suddenly one day there was a drought, and the weeds growing on the ground began to look barren.
As time went by, people's hearts began to wander, which made Zi Nu feel a little sad.
She cast a charming glance at Nongyu, who was sitting aside and keeping calm enough, "Besides, our Nongyu has been thinking about her very much recently. Last night, I thought I wouldn't go back to Zilanxuan!"
Zi Nu teased Nong Yu. She was concerned about Zheng Ze's affairs, but of course it wasn't because of herself.
Being teased by Sister Zinu again, Nongyu was slightly annoyed, "Sister!"
She thought to herself, it was in vain that I adhered to the bottom line last night and did not confess to you. If I had known, I would have told Zheng Ze so that he would also seek punishment!
Wei Zhuang didn't care about their subtle thoughts, and threw the cloth for cleaning the sword on the table, "I don't care about the temptation in front of me, it only means one thing."
The purple girl's beautiful eyes flashed, "Oh?"
"He wants more than this, but he just doesn't know if his ability can match his ambition."
Zi Nu restrained some thoughts in her heart. As smart as she was, she could understand Wei Zhuang's meaning instantly, "Do you think it will be dangerous for him to enter the palace?"
Listening to the steady voice of Sister Yu, Wei Zhuang put the shark teeth back into the sword stand. Looking at his face reflected on the sword, he seemed to have thought of something, "Every palace is filled with beasts that devour ambitions. There is no such thing as a palace."
One knows who will be its next meal."
Listening to Wei Zhuang's words, Zi Nu thought of more. In addition to the prince and those young masters, Ye Mu also reached out to the palace...
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After getting off the carriage, Zheng Ze was already standing in the palace of the King of Han. Looking around, he saw various palace buildings scattered in the distance, with cornices and brackets, red walls and black tiles. The surrounding palace maids, soldiers, and guards were coming and going together.
OK.
Facing this magnificent and orderly building, Zheng Ze had a very fresh feeling. Maybe he could build a palace in the future. Yan Lingji would have his own home, Nongyu would have his own home, and Zinu would have his own home.
He has his own family, and the Amazing Salamander...well, I'm thinking a little too far.
Before he could admire it for too long, a palace maid walked towards him surrounded by several guards.
"Mr. Zheng, the king has summoned you. Come with me." The palace maid raised her face and said softly.
Looking at this woman dressed as a palace maid, Zheng Ze raised his eyebrows and just said, "Thank you."
The palace maid nodded, and then led Zheng Ze through the palaces and pavilions in this huge palace. Many palace maids and guards came and went, all in a hurry, they had their own things to do.
Walking behind the palace maid, Zheng Ze felt that the palace was larger than what he had seen before. He could only say that South Korea had made a lot of money selling iron ore and weapons.
In addition, he looked at the snow-white back of the palace maid in front of him and smelled a strange fragrance between his nostrils, which made people a little intoxicated.
"The fragrance on the girl's body is so special!" Zheng Ze suddenly said.
Hearing this, the palace maid looked back at him in surprise, as someone dared to say such frivolous words to the female family members in the palace.
"I just applied some powder, Mr. Zheng, here we are!" She paused, raised one hand, and guided Zheng Ze to the magnificent palace.
Seeing this, Zheng Ze didn't ask her why she was able to reach the main hall despite taking a path that didn't look like going to the main hall. He looked at the hundreds of steps in front of him, nodded, and slowly climbed up the steps.
Passing through the columns on the eaves of the palace, and passing the imperial guards standing on both sides, Zheng Ze stepped into the hall, and at the same time, he silently sensed the existence of the sword box in his heart.
The furnishings in the main hall are not as splendid as imagined, but simple and elegant, and they can also convey an aura of calmness and authority.
Under the guidance of an internal prison guard, he walked down the hall and saw King Han sitting directly above him. He had a beard and a belly that seemed to be eight or nine months pregnant, which made a deep impression on people.
"Zheng Ze has met the king!" Zheng Ze cupped his hands and bent down imperceptibly.
"Mr. Zheng, no courtesy." The King of Han, who was sitting on the high platform, said slowly: "Zhang Xiangguo told me about you before. I didn't expect that there is such an outstanding person in Xinzheng. I heard that it was you who wrote "Warring States Policy"
?”
Regarding the question from the superior person, Zheng Ze did not think about it and said slowly: "Your Majesty, Mingjian, please write whatever you want, and others can read it."
Hearing his answer, Han Wangan above was silent for a while, and then he opened his mouth and said: "Then the paper with Chen characters was also made by you?"
"It's too tiring to carve words. I just wanted to save some effort, so I made this thing." Zheng Ze said casually.
King Han above was silenced for a while by his argument, which was slightly longer than last time.
"Since you are from Korea and have such insight, why don't you dedicate this method to me. Only in the hands of me can this paper be carried forward and the great use of this paper be demonstrated."
Hearing this, Zheng Ze felt no emotion in his heart. He raised his head, looked at King Han who seemed to be extremely confident and genuine, and said calmly: "This method has the opinions of Confucianism, Taoism, and Mohism. The next person can't make the decision."
Listening to Zheng Ze's words of evasion, King Han looked deeply at the young people in the hall, "Sir, are you really not thinking carefully? In front of everyone, you can mention power, title, wealth, treasures, beauties, no matter how much you mention them, everyone can do it."
Satisfy you!”
Zheng Ze had a smile on his face, and everything Korea could offer was just empty talk. If Han Wangan said that he could let himself experience the joy of being the king of Han, it was actually not impossible.
But he would not take the initiative to say this, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, I am not interested in power or wealth."
Zheng Ze's voice echoed in the hall, and Han Wangan frowned, thinking about the difference in his words, "Why didn't you say a word about the beauty, sir?"
Hearing this, Zheng Ze was sincere and said slowly: "I dare not deceive the king. I am still somewhat interested in beauties."
Han Wangan snorted softly, "You are honest. In this case, as long as you offer the method of making paper, I will reward you with beauties. I will give you as much as you want!"
But in the face of such a tempting promise, Zheng Ze shook his head seriously, "I already have the one I love, and no one in this world is more beautiful than her. The so-called weak water of three thousand, I just want to take a ladle to drink."
Han Wangan was a little impatient with Zheng Ze's hypocritical argument, "That's because you have never seen a real beauty, so I will let you see what a beauty is!"
After saying that, Han Wangan shouted to the side, "Mingzhu!"
Hearing his voice, a beautiful woman in a dark purple dress walked out from a corner and sat in front of Han Wangan, "I am here."
Han Wangan pursed his lips to the audience, "Let Mr. Zheng see what it means to be beautiful?"
"Your Majesty, you are so cruel, how can you bear to let others see it!" This dignified and charming, calm and coquettish Bihaitide succubus, she is happy and angry, all revealing her tenderness that stings her bones.
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Even Zheng Ze, feeling the scene in front of him, felt that this heart-thumping woman was playing a bit perverted.
Not caring what he thought, the two people above continued to present a deliberate scene in front of Zheng Ze.
"If you can get something like paper that can bring good news to the people, what's the harm in giving it to you, sir? It's your honor to be able to benefit our country, Korea. Why don't you go quickly?!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Mingzhu seemed a little hesitant, but finally bowed and said softly: "I obey my orders."
After saying that, she stood up and walked down the steps slowly. From Zheng Ze's perspective, she saw the pair of long legs wrapped in a dark purple skirt, with the thin willow waist hollowed out, and finally her eyes were fixed on Mrs. Mingzhu's truth.
If you linger here, you will have no time to appreciate her beautiful face.
Although he quickly withdrew his gaze, this scene was perfectly captured by Madam Mingzhu. An imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. That Jade Tiger guy was really right...
On the high platform, King Han clenched his right hand into his face, lying down and watching this scene, watching his woman show off her charm in front of other men.
Zheng Ze stood at attention, feeling the woman approaching him. When she stood next to him, he realized that Mingzhu, who was wearing high heels, was not shorter than him.
A delicate hand was placed on the shoulder. Mingzhu's eyes seemed to be full of autumn. She bit her lip, blinked at Zheng Ze, and said softly: "Sir, do you think I am beautiful?"
Waves of fragrant wind hit my nostrils. It was not a pungent fragrance, but rather addictive. After smelling it, I couldn't help but want to take a few more puffs.
Zheng Ze has some feeling for this heretic technique, but only a little. The fire charm technique cannot invade his heart. This method, which can be most effective when people's consciousness is weak, has no effect on him.
Very weak.
Including the illusion in front of him, he can actually see it and remains awake enough.
But after looking at Mingzhu, Zheng Ze swallowed his saliva, looking like he was moved but didn't dare to act rashly, "Madam is absolutely beautiful!"
The movements are a little exaggerated, but the words are true. Especially when Mrs. Mingzhu speaks, there is great truth in it, which needs to be explored slowly.
Hearing this, a moving smile appeared on Mingzhu's bright face, "Sir, do you want to agree to the king's request?"
As she spoke, Mrs. Mingzhu slowly put her arm on Zheng Ze's shoulder in front of King Han, put her bright and pretty face to his ear, and blew gently.
Compared to Yan Lingji's subtle movements that arouse desire in people's hearts, her seduction is more naked, direct and unabashed.
"Han Wangan" on the stage had a calm expression and seemed unfazed by this scene.
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Another part of the palace.
Han Fei found his sister Honglian who was painting in the pavilion in the middle of the lake. He saw Princess Honglian sitting in front of the table. On the table were papers purchased at a large cost and empty papers put out for sale.
All are of relatively good quality.
Compared with the original silk paper, Princess Honglian still thinks this one is more useful.
A delicate and skillful hand sketched on the paper, and soon the appearance of a human face appeared. However, this face did not have any special symptoms, and it was entirely up to her own imagination to draw it. There was another picture at her hand.
There are portraits, each with a different face.
While drawing, Hong Lian muttered, "Damn you, you damn disciple, if I catch you, I will definitely break your hand. How dare you..."
She is still bitter about what happened back then! From birth to now, she has never suffered such a great injustice!
Just as she was reciting, she heard a familiar cry, "Red Lotus!"
Hearing Han Fei's voice, Honglian turned her head and almost jumped up when she saw him throwing away the pen happily, "Brother, are you here to play with me?"
Staying in the palace all day was so boring that she could only paint and miss her enemies!
Seeing her rushing over, Han Fei took a step back, feeling helpless. He didn't know how to pay attention to etiquette in the palace. If his father knew that he was messing around with her, he wouldn't be able to get away with a scolding.
However, he did not say this at this time, and directly stated his purpose, "I came here this time to ask you to do a favor."
Hearing this, Honglian suppressed her happy mood, and a trace of suspicion appeared on her pretty face, "Help? What are you doing?"
Brother Ninth asked me for help, this is something new!
Han Fei was not polite and said, "I have a friend who may be in trouble and needs your help to rescue him."
Naturally, he was always paying attention to Zheng Ze's news. He didn't expect that Mrs. Mingzhu would dare to intercept the person his father wanted to see. Aren't you afraid that something would happen and he wouldn't be able to settle it?
As soon as she heard that she could still participate in the business, Honglian's beautiful eyes lit up, "How to save me? If I, the princess, take action, I can't catch you?"
Seeing her excited look, Han Fei stroked his forehead and said, "You don't need to take action. Just go to Madam Mingzhu's and talk to her."
"Um?"
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