Lu Buwei, who came empty-handed but returned to his mansion with two carts of bamboo slips, was still digesting the bamboo slips he received from Ying Zheng.
Locust plague and drought? What is the relationship between the two?
Although the answers compiled and analyzed by Ying Zheng seemed to be true, it was too subversive to Lu Buwei's existing understanding. For a while, although his reason felt that those were true, he
It's hard to truly accept it from the bottom of my heart.
"Sir, could you please sort out the records about the locust plague and the years before and after the locust plague in these bamboo slips? It will be of great use to me." Lu Buwei summoned his confidant butler Cai Yang and ordered.
"Xiangguo, are these bamboo slips brought from the palace?" Cai Yang looked at the pile of bamboo slips as tall as a person and couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, these are the history books of the Zhou royal family. By the way, let's forget about the history books of the Qin Kingdom. These are enough." Lu Buwei thought for a while and gave up searching for the history books of the Qin Kingdom.
For similar records, the amount of work is really too large.
Lu Buwei was suddenly shocked when he thought of this. He felt that the hundreds of years of history books of the Qin Kingdom were an extremely huge number. If he wanted to read it from beginning to end, it would take a huge amount of energy. The total amount of history books of the royal family in that week was huge.
Far above the history books of the Qin State, how did the king read these history books?
Thinking of this, Lu Buwei felt his heart skip a beat.
"Yes, but there are too many bamboo slips. The Prime Minister may have to wait for a few days before I can give him what he needs." Cai Rang said, looking at the bamboo slips that were enough to crush a person.
Reading, for him, is not actually a job, but more like life, but after all, the amount is too much.
"Don't worry about this matter. Five days. I will give you five days." Lu Buweimo said after some calculation.
"Yes." Cai Rang didn't say anything more, but focused on the pair of bamboo slips.
What happened in Xianyang Palace today? What about the locust plague?
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When Cai Rang was curious about what happened in Xianyang Palace, a man was also thinking about how to attract the attention of the master of Xianyang Palace.
"This is an opportunity for me." Mrs. Mingzhu looked at Honglian who was unconscious on the bed due to high fever. There was not much worry in her eyes, but she was shining with excitement.
"I, Mingzhu, will never waste my time in such remoteness. What I want is the palace, the Xianyang Palace, the Qin Palace." Mingzhu murmured to herself to cheer herself up.
She is about to do something that can shock Xianyang Palace. However, even Mingzhu herself is not absolutely sure about this matter. Once the trouble is eliminated, Honglian may be fine, but her life will definitely be over.
of.
"I also know that it is dangerous to do so, but now I can only take huge risks to do that thing, because apart from that method, I really can't think of a better way." Mingzhu cheered herself up.
Although this palace is a prison, it is a place with unlimited opportunities for women like Mingzhu. The ambitious and ambitious Mingzhu really does not want to waste time in the side courtyard. For a woman,
It is said that the best time in life is always short-lived. If she cannot use the best time in life to exchange for what she wants, then what else can she use to exchange for what she wants.
It's a pity that the pearl who wants to conquer the owner of this palace doesn't even have the chance to meet the owner here. How can she realize her ambition?
When Honglian grows up, she may one day appear in front of the master here because of her identity, but her pearl does not have that kind of background, and even then, her pearl is already in her twenties. In this palace
What opportunities can there be?
There are not many women in this palace now. Once a few years pass, there will be competition. What's more, for a young man, these few years are a good time to start. Once there is room for that young man in these few years,
With these deep enough memories, the future will be almost smooth. Once he truly matures, it will undoubtedly be countless times more difficult to conquer the other person.
However, although she has that intention, she has no way out. Even if her heart is as high as the sky, she can only live in a remote place. If she is an ordinary woman, she may be waiting for the day when the god of luck will favor her.
, but she is not an ordinary woman. Opportunities must be created by herself. Waiting is not what her pearl likes to do.
Thinking of this, Mingzhu couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the cruel look on her face flashed away.
"Honglian, don't blame me. Your father has sold you, so what can I do? I am forced to have no choice. Besides, I am doing this for the two of us. If your condition worsens because of this, what can I do?"
Can I blame you for your bad luck?" Mingzhu said as she walked outside the room, where there was a stove with charcoal burning brightly.
Mingzhu looked at the flickering flames in the stove, hesitated for a moment, and kicked it over. At that moment, she couldn't help but bend down and hug her feet.
It hurts.
Charcoal piled up beside the threshold, and in less than a moment the wooden threshold was ignited.
Seeing the rapidly expanding flames, Mingzhu turned around and walked into the room.
This is my method. I don't believe that a fire at night can avoid attracting your attention. As long as you notice me, I will have enough means to capture you. Mingzhu thought to himself.
Then he took off his outer clothes and lay down next to Honglian wearing only his inner clothes.
She wanted to wait for the fire to get bigger.
As the fire gradually grew stronger, Hong Lian, who was sleeping next to Mingzhu, groaned in pain, and the sweat on Mingzhu's forehead gradually increased.
The fire was already strong, the temperature in the room was rising sharply, and what was even more deadly was that the smoke was repelling the air.
"Let the fire get louder," Mingzhu said decisively.
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"Come here, it's on fire." Suddenly, a high-pitched exclamation broke the silence under the night.
The remote flames finally attracted the attention of others. For a moment, the patrolling guards and the sleeping maids and chambermaids were all frightened and came over with things that could put out the fire.
"Here we come." Mingzhu picked up Honglian calmly, put on a wet sheet that had been prepared and rushed towards the door of the basement that was blocked by flames.
"Help." Mingzhu shouted loudly, as if she was in hell-like panic.
Mingzhu, who had rushed out of the flames, paused in front of the flames. Hesitating for a moment, he directly stretched his arm towards the flames. In an instant, a heartbreaking pain hit all the nerves in Mingzhu's body.
"This is the only way to share the misfortune and arouse more sympathy. It's sad that Mingzhu can't catch the dragon." Mingzhu looked at her arms that were covered in blisters from the fire, and rushed out of the yard, where dozens of people were using whatever kind of
A person in the palace who holds a weapon to extinguish fire.