In the Xianyang Palace, the palace lanterns hang high and are as bright as day.
King Zhuang Xiang, Lu Buwei, and the imperial censor were all sitting on short seats and talking.
Due to the birth of Xuanniao, the world was shocked. News has been sent to Xianyang, and the six countries will send envoys to Xianyang to visit respectively.
"The Six Nations' visit this time must be because they are worried that the black bird will be born, and we, the Qin Dynasty, will take advantage of the situation to launch another attack. The purpose of coming here is nothing more than to probe our mouth."
The imperial doctor has a handsome face, is in his early fifties, tall and thin, and wears a black official robe.
His pupils are sunken deep into his eye sockets, and his eyes are quiet. When he looks at people, he will put a lot of pressure on them.
Lu Buwei said slowly: "What the censor said is correct. This is obvious."
King Zhuang Xiang nodded slowly, and the three began to discuss how to deal with the relationship between the six countries.
Still decided to implement Qin's consistent strategy against the six countries, win over Yan and Qi, stabilize Chu and Wei, and eliminate Han and Zhao.
Make friends from far away and attack at close range, defeat them one by one.
This was Fan Sui's strategy when he entered the Qin Dynasty to worship the prime minister, and he persisted in it for many years.
The three of them finished talking and were about to disperse when they suddenly heard a vibration in the inner palace and a sound.
The chamberlain immediately came in and reported: "Your Majesty, above the sky in the inner palace, the shadow of Chang Ge suddenly appeared, and thunder circled down. It seems that someone took action in the inner palace."
King Zhuang Xiang didn't think he was disobedient and said: "I asked some old generals to exchange their practice experience with Wang'er. It's okay. You can go down."
However, not long after the chamberlain left, he came in again: "Two old generals, Bai and Wang, came to ask for an audience."
King Zhuang Xiang smiled and said: "The old generals were impatient and asked them to come in. I was just about to ask them about their fight with Wang'er."
Lu Buwei was about to leave, but when he heard that it was related to Zhao Huaizhong, he sat back in his seat.
Seeing that Lu Buwei would not leave, the imperial envoy also stayed.
In a moment, under the guidance of the chamberlain, the sinister-looking Bai Xun and the tall Wang Huai walked in hand in hand.
After the two of them paid tribute to King Zhuang Xiang, they each sat behind a low mat and said, "Your Majesty, we have come here to revive you."
King Zhuang Xiang: "The two old generals have been working hard. I just heard some noise coming from the harem. I thought it was the old generals fighting against Huai'er. How did he perform?"
The two old generals looked a little embarrassed. General Wang rolled up his sleeves again, but the black spots on his arms had not yet recovered.
"My actions with the Crown Prince have left traces."
"What happened to Huai'er?" King Zhuang Xiang first cared about his son.
Old General Wang covered his face and said: "The prince is unscathed, and the old minister is no match for him."
King Zhuang Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was surprised: "Did the old general have any reservations?"
General Wang shook his head and briefly explained the fighting process.
After hearing this, Lu Buwei and the imperial censor became interested and asked:
"According to the words of the two generals, the prince's combat ability exceeds that of ordinary holy realms?"
"Um."
This time it was Bai Xun who explained: "It is certain that the Crown Prince will be far superior to the first-level Saint Realm.
A few of us discussed it afterwards and estimated that the prince can easily defeat the ordinary holy realm, and he will not be defeated when encountering the second level of the holy realm."
King Zhuang Xiang looked surprised. In terms of spiritual practice, he had been abandoned by his son without a trace.
"When the prince fought with several people, did he use multiple techniques at the same time, including Confucianism, Legalism and Zongheng Shu?" Lu Buwei asked thoughtfully.
The techniques he learned from various schools also combined the essence of each school.
"Exactly, the Confucianism, Legalism and other methods used by the prince are all at his fingertips, and their power is no less powerful than those who have practiced this category for many years."
Bai Xun said: "I asked the prince, and the prince clearly told him that he had never practiced the techniques of these families, but he used them so well, which I couldn't understand.
Perhaps the crown prince has extraordinary talents, which we cannot predict."
King Zhuang Xiang said with a smile: "In this case, I will work hard for the generals and continue to do more drills with Huai'er."
The two veterans looked at each other, both feeling that being Zhao Huaizhong's sparring partner was a hard job, but they had to obey King Zhuang Xiang's orders.
Lu Buwei glanced at the two veteran generals and said with insight into people's hearts: "The generals might as well discuss their military strategies with the prince."
"This is a great thing to say." The two veterans said in unison.
It's better to talk about tactics without using hands, just to deduce.
The long night is lonely, and the moon's shadow moves westward.
Zhao Huaizhong returned to the palace. After washing, he went to the study room, took out the Origin Volume, and read it silently.
In the next few days, he often went to see several veteran generals to discuss their practice experiences, and through these veteran generals, he also gained a deeper understanding of the art of military strategy.
At the end of November, the weather was already a bit cold.
Zhao Huaizhong asked the Ministry of Materials and Construction to make a new type of bronze heater and sent two to Zhao Ji.
At noon, the light is bright.
The couple were sitting in Zhangtai Palace chatting.
Zhao Ji wears a jasper belt around her waist and a black dress with a red lining. The contrast between the two makes her complexion look like jade, and she is extremely charming.
She pouted and asked Zhao Huaizhong to look at a pile of colorful fabrics placed aside: "Guess where these fabrics come from?"
Looking at you, I can tell that it was Mrs. Xiuli of Qinyang Palace who sent it to please you, otherwise she wouldn't be so proud... Zhao Huaizhong saw through it without saying anything, and followed Zhao Ji's words and said, "Isn't it given to my mother by my father?"
Zhao Ji said proudly: "Of course not."
"Where did that come from?" As Zhao Huaizhong spoke, he picked up a pear on the table and ate it when he saw that it was washed very clean.
The skin is soft, the flesh is sweet, and the taste is very good.
Zhao Ji said: "It was sent from Qinyang Palace. Madam Xiuli has often asked people to bring me some things from Han recently."
"Then grandma also gives me some gifts." Zhao Huaizhong said casually.
Zhao Ji hummed and suddenly said: "My mother can't use these cloths, why don't you send some to Huacaoju?"
Then he said: "My mother has never asked me, how is your relationship with Mu Yangjing?"
Zhao Huaizhong looked at his mother with an expression on her face.
Zhao Ji showed a longing look: "I suddenly felt that it would be good if you really took Mu Yangjing as your concubine. Then wouldn't she, a descendant of Shennong, follow you and call me grandma?"
Zhao Huaizhong said nothing and planned to leave after eating the pears.
Zhao Ji said dissatisfied: "Every time I come here, I can't stay for a while and then leave."
"I'm in a hurry to go to Huacaoju to help my mother fulfill her wish." Zhao Huaizhong said casually.
Xuangu Academy, just after afternoon.
At this time, Jiang Ji was studying in the palace.
When Zhao Huaizhong came over, Mu Yangjing was leaning on the couch reading a book.
That's right, it's a book, a paper book.
She wears a light blue dark dress with a cross-collar collar, with rich light blue patterns on the collar, sleeve corners and skirt. Her feet are pure white stockings, without shoes, revealing her graceful feet and delicate white ankles, which are well-proportioned.
The slender legs were put together, covered with a thin white blanket, and the curvaceous figure was leaning on the couch, lazily and coquettishly.
Zhao Huaizhong came in, she raised her head and raised the book in her hand:
"The thread-bound paper book you invented is not only light, but also carries more content, and the writing is smoother."
Her tone was softer and softer than usual, and her eyes were shining.
Apparently Zhao Huaizhong had come up with something like paper, which shocked her quite a bit.
She has realized that paper is an epoch-making product, and once popularized, it will quickly replace the original bamboo slips.
"Zhao Huaizhong, when you first told me about planting and grafting, did you know how surprised I was?
Now this kind of paper has been developed..."
Mu Yangjing sat up from the reclining position and stared at Zhao Huaizhong with her beautiful eyes, her long eyelashes and watery eyes, her expression focused, as if she wanted to see through Zhao Huaizhong's thoughts and know why he was different.
She leaned her upper body forward and supported the low mat in front of her with her forearms.
So the table was lucky enough to support the plump figure in front of her, and it was already very charming without even realizing it.
I have uncontrollable curiosity and exploration for a man as outstanding as me. Mu Yangjing, you are in danger... Zhao Huaizhong smiled and sat down on one side: "I came here to ask you a question.
These days, I am studying the human race’s cultivation system.
I found that many people in ancient times seemed to have exceeded the barrier of the Holy Realm. It can be seen that the Holy Realm is not the end of our practice. Do you know what realms there are after the six levels of the Holy Realm?"
Mu Yangjing's eyes closed and she considered:
"What we often call the Holy Realm, a more detailed distinction should be called the Holy Dharma Realm.
It refers to the growth of power, which has transcended the ordinary level, so it is called holy law. This law refers to magic power and power.
The realm of holy law is also the highest point of earthly power in the eyes of the world, but it is not absolute.
The subsequent realms naturally involve cultivating the mind and cultivating virtues after the increase in mana, so the sixth level, the highest level of the Saint Realm, is the first level of the next level of the Saint Realm!"
“However, this is only a general distinction and cannot cover all practitioners.
There are also those who use their strength to break the path and work hard all the way without practicing virtue, so it is not appropriate to be included in the realm of saints."
What Mu Yangjing said is consistent with the records in the ancient books, but the description of the subsequent realm in the ancient books is unclear.
Zhao Huaizhong asked: "How many levels are there in the saint realm? How to distinguish them?"