What people in Korea are actually concerned about is that Master Zuo Sima is dead.
After finishing the military pay case, Han Fei finally had time to sit in the Zilan Pavilion and leisurely taste the wine brewed by Zi Nu.
On her right side, Zi Nu sat aside, with a faint smile on her charming face, "I haven't congratulated you yet, sir, for finally getting what you wanted and getting the position of Sikou."
In response, Han Fei put down his wine cup and shook his head. Although he finally got the desired result, the twists and turns were quite different from what he expected.
However, fortunately everything has settled.
It is more pleasant to dispel complicated thoughts and savor the beauty in front of you.
"Then Miss Zi Nu, should you call me Lord Sikou now?" he said.
Hearing this, Zi Nu smiled softly. The order in which people appear is really important, as is the choice between active and passive.
Just like Zi Nu at this moment, she didn't feel much in her heart when faced with Han Fei's joking remarks.
"Does Lord Siko know that Zuo Sima Liu Yi was found dead in his mansion yesterday?" She is a very pragmatic royal sister, and she always talks about business matters.
Han Fei nodded. Sima was killed. Naturally, he had heard about such a big thing.
"I know. I called Zifang and asked him to come with me to take a look. It's really a headache to encounter such a big case just after taking office!" Han Fei's voice was full of helplessness.
In response to this, Zi Nu chuckled, "Young master has outstanding abilities, so naturally those who are capable should work harder."
Mature sister Yu is like this. She can make men find a sense of identity in conversations with her at any time, even when Zheng Ze is around.
Han Fei had a wry smile on his face. At this moment, the door of the elegant room was slowly opened, and Zhang Liang walked in under the guidance of the maid.
"Ninth Young Master, Miss Purple Girl."
Coming from a prime minister's family, he attached great importance to etiquette and spoke first when he came in.
Han Fei was not so polite and invited directly: "Zifang is here, will you come with me to Sima Mansion later?"
Zinu also looked at Zhang Liang, her eyes moved, and she felt that the expression of the grandson of the current Han Prime Minister was too serious, and there seemed to be some caution in it.
Then she heard Zhang Liang say: "The death of Zuo Sima is indeed of great importance, but this time Liang brought something, why don't you, Ninth Young Master, take a look?"
"Oh?" Han Fei was a little surprised, "What makes our young and prudent ovary value it so much?"
Not only Zi Nu, but Han Fei also noticed that Zhang Liang's expression was different from before.
Zhang Liang didn't say much, he just took out a book from his lapel and said, "Young Master Ninth will know it at a glance."
Taking the square book in Zhang Liang's hand, Han Fei pinched one corner. The texture he felt when his fingers touched it made his heart skip a beat, and he couldn't help but rub the rough paper.
Looking at the three Korean characters falling on his face, he whispered: "Warring States Policy?"
Just hearing this name, some people would have a feeling of looking up at a high mountain. In an instant, various thoughts emerged in their minds. As an accomplished scholar, he felt its weight in an instant.
"Where did Zifang find this thing?" He raised his head and asked Zhang Liang.
Zhang Liang's demeanor was calm. Although his mood was turbulent before, he has gradually returned to calm now. "This thing was passed down by a merchant today. Liang saw that its weaving was unique and exquisite, so he found it and took a look. But... you might as well...
Open it and take a look!”
Swallowing back the words he was about to say, he suddenly felt that he couldn't be the only one who was shocked.
After listening to his words, Han Fei raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and looked at the "Warring States Policy" in his hand, and turned to the first page involuntarily.
Zi Nu, who was on the side, watched their conversation. Seeing Han Feixing's eyes quickly scanning the content, she did not disturb them.
But the way she looked at Han Fei, from curious at first, gradually became serious, and even her originally slightly unruly sitting posture straightened up invisibly.
Wow!
Opening the page of the album, Han Fei read through the contents, and it was hard to conceal his shock at the end.
Zi Nu was a little surprised. What made him lose his composure?
Without disturbing Han Fei, who was already immersed in it, she turned her attention to Zhang Liang who was standing aside.
Zhang Liang looked at the shocked Han Fei and nodded imperceptibly. That's right. Even Master Xun's disciples were so surprised. It doesn't seem like I have no knowledge.
Feeling the look in Zi Nu's eyes and understanding what she meant, Zhang Liang shook his head and said, "The secrets of this book are difficult to describe in just one sentence. Let the Ninth Young Master and Miss Zi Nu explain it later."
After a long time, Han Fei reluctantly looked away from the book, with a complex expression on his face, "Does Zifang know who compiled this book?"
Zhang Liang did not answer, but said: "What do you think, Master Ninth, of this book?"
"The literary words are as good as the Six Classics, and they will never be forgotten in the next life. The history contained in this book will probably be passed down through the ages, and the person who wrote it also has the ability to understand the past and the present!"
Zi Nu opened her mouth slightly, as mature and steady as she was, and looked shocked at Han Fei's comment.
To be remembered forever, what kind of talent is that?!
"Zifang, please tell me who wrote the book. If Master Xun reads this magnificent chapter, I'm afraid he will also be in awe of it!" Han Fei's voice was very fast. He was calm and unrestrained before, but it was worthless in front of a good book!
Zhang Liang shook his head, "I know Brother Han is anxious, but don't be anxious yet! Stay rational first, you may be even more surprised next time."
Perhaps because he felt the same way, he used a more intimate term this time.
Han Fei stared at him, not in a hurry? How could I not be in a hurry?
His mood was as if Zheng Ze saw Yan Lingji taking off her clothes to seduce her, but she refused to let him eat.
Reason? Why do you want me to be rational?
…
Qin State.
The tall man in white was sitting on a luxurious chair. He glanced at the book that was turned to the last page on the desk. He moved his gaze to the side and looked at the sword-wielding man standing beside him.
"What do you think, Mr. Guy?"
The person who was summoned was dressed in a white samurai uniform, clean and tidy, with a black cloth on his shoulders. His hair was tied into a bunch at the back of his head, with long hair hanging down from both sides of his forehead. He had a sense of beauty that combined youthful spirit and unrestrained wildness.
"Half a volume of scripture has been read all over the world, ancient and modern, and its words are condensed and condensed, which is unusual for ordinary people." The young man holding the sword said softly after considering his words.
Regarding his evaluation, the tall figure in white clothes nodded, "The person who wrote the book is really amazing and talented. Although the book may not be written by one person, he can formulate a strategy and has the talent of the world. But this is an ancient book.
, which is equally curious.”
Putting his hand on the last page, his index finger landed on the last two words, "Zheng Ze, it is found that this book came from South Korea. Why haven't you heard of this person before?"
Gai Nie didn't answer because he didn't know either. But when he heard about South Korea, he was moved, and Xiaozhuang seemed to be there too...
After a gust of wind blew, there was a sudden thunder in the land of the Seven Kingdoms, but the person who caused all this was making medicine.
