When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 283 Belonging to His Taste
Xun Kuang, who returned to his residence, took the wine glass from Han Fei's hand, and said to the stunned Han Fei, "You can drink less of these wines. Anyway, you will have more opportunities in the future, but you are my teacher. I won’t be able to drink it for a long time to come.”

"Why did the teacher say that?" Han Fei looked at the empty palm and said helplessly.

"I'm leaving here temporarily," Xun Kuang said.

"Teacher is leaving?" Han Fei was shocked.

"That's right, leave and go to Zhao country, no, it's not Zhao country anymore." Xun Kuang said.

"Teacher, do you mean the territory of Zhao State newly acquired by Qin State?" Han Fei asked.

"That's right, entrusted by King Qin, I'm going to stay there for two or three years to be in charge of government affairs." Xun Kuang said.

"Teacher, I'm afraid it's more than that, but in one or two counties, is it worth it for the teacher, the Confucian master?" Han Fei asked.

"That's not just the territory of one or two counties, but also countless people." Xun Kuang said.

"Does King Qin want to practice the law?" Han Fei asked.

"Yes, you can see this layer." Xun Kuang said.

"Congratulations, teacher. The way of enlightenment is the highest pursuit of Confucian disciples." Han Fei smiled.

"It's just the first step. Who knows how far we can go after adding it up? However, it is a good start after all." Xun Kuang said.

"I can already see some of King Qin's thoughts. His thoughts are extremely close to the teacher's persistence. The teacher will definitely succeed." Han Fei said.

Although Xun Kuang was born in Confucianism, his most outstanding disciples, Han Fei and Li Si, became disciples of Legalism. This incident is not a joke, but a reflection of Xun Kuang's own way.

If there is anyone in the world who can achieve the harmony of Confucianism and Legalism, it must be Xun Kuang, even Han Fei, the last master of Legalism in the future.

"What about you? What are your plans for yourself?" Xun Kuang did not deny Han Fei's words, but asked Han Fei himself.

"I can't help myself, so let's live with the situation," Han Fei said.

"I mentioned you to the King of Qin, and I wanted you to follow me to the newly attached land, but the King of Qin refused." Xun Kuang said.

"It's a matter of course." Han Fei said without surprise.

"But when the King of Qin talked about you, he described you as a relative." Xun Kuang said.

"Among the royal family, when faced with conflicts of interest, not to mention relatives, even relatives." Han Fei shook his head calmly.

"The King of Qin intends to compile the laws of Qin since Qin VI, and you are his favorite candidate." Xun Kuang said.

Hearing Xun Kuang's words, Han Fei's expression finally changed.

"How is this possible? He really dares to use me?" Han Fei's calm was broken.

"Although it's a bit unbelievable, but if you think about it carefully, it seems to be a matter of course. The world is so big, it is obviously impossible to use only Qin people. Besides, strictly speaking, you are also Qin people now." Xun Kuang said.

"Family, country, world, it's really..." For a while, Han Fei didn't know what to say.

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Ying Zheng, who returned to Xingle Palace, found that Mi Chan was still here, talking with Zhao Ji, looking harmonious, and wanted to imagine that someone like Zhao Ji could chat with Mi Chan.

Because both of them want to go far, no matter their age or knowledge.

On the contrary, it was the startled salamander, who seemed to be non-existent at this time, staring blankly at the entrance of the palace, until he saw Ying Zheng's figure, and the slack focus slowly gathered.

"Zheng'er, did you find what you wanted in Zhangtai Palace?" After the startled salamander found Ying Zheng, Zhao Ji and Mi Chan also spotted Ying Zheng one after another.

"It's not bad. In Zhangtai Palace, apart from those classics, those two old people are the most important." Ying Zheng said.

"Is the king talking about Xun Kuang of Confucianism and Cai Ze of Tianzong of Taoism?" Mi Chan asked.

"Chan'er has heard of the names of the two in Yin Yang's family?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Of course, although there are many people from all schools of thought, there are not many people who can reach the state of master, and there are only ten fingers in the world, so how could they not know." Mi Chan said.

"How many masters are there in the Yin Yang family?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Is this a problem? It's hard to say clearly. His Excellency Donghuang Taiyi must be the master, as well as Chu Nangong. As for the others, it's hard to say, because I don't know if there is anyone like Chu Nangong in the Yinyang family." Such a person." Mi Chan said.

"Zheng'er, now is not the time for you to talk about these things." Seeing that Ying Zheng and Mi Chan were talking about something she didn't know at all, Zhao Ji changed the subject.

"Yes, the queen mother probably doesn't like to hear this." Ying Zheng said.

"No, it's just because I don't know. In the future, if you have time, you can tell me about it. I'm still very curious about the schools of thought." Zhao Ji said.

"Okay, Zheng'er, it's getting late now, we've been hungry for a long time waiting for you." Zhao Ji told the maid beside her to prepare dinner.

When Mi Chan returned to Huayang Palace, it was already late at night.

When she tiptoed into the bedroom, she found that in the darkness, a pair of eyes were looming in the darkness, faintly revealing a faint golden light.

"Sister?" From the faint golden light, Mi Chan was able to determine the identity of that person.

"I thought my sister wouldn't come back tonight." Concubine Yan said in the dark.

"Sister is really good at joking, how could I not come back, there is no place for me in Xingle Palace." Mi Chan said without changing expression.

"Really?" Concubine Yan approached Mi Chan while speaking.

"Yes." Mi Chan affirmed.

"Did you know? You have an aura around you now." Concubine Yan put her palm on Michan's shoulder while speaking.

"Familiar breath?" Mi Chan smiled, but felt a little guilty.

"Yes, it's a familiar breath, but it's not your breath." Concubine Yan leaned closer to Mi Chan's neck and sniffed it gently.

"It's this familiar aura, not your aura." Concubine Yan said with a bit of nostalgia.

"Really?" Mi Chan asked stubbornly.

"I'm more familiar with this breath than you, sister. He's back, isn't he?" Concubine Yan let go of Mi Chan and said.

"I don't know, maybe." Mi Chan said calmly.

She didn't believe that Concubine Yan could really sniff out anything. Although Concubine Yan had experienced a lot in the illusion at that time, but she couldn't remember the breath, it was not an illusion, but reality.

"Did he tell you to hide it from me?" In the darkness, Concubine Yan suddenly became uninterested, and had no intention of refuting Mi Chan's sophistry.

"Sister?" Mi Chan was a little taken aback, she heard a trace of abnormality in Concubine Yan's tone.

"Sleep, sleep, it's already very late." It was Concubine Yan's sleepy voice that responded to Mi Chan.

"It's pretty late."

(End of this chapter)