Qin Shi: Starting from saving Yan Lingji

Chapter 151 The Man in the Harem
After having dinner with Yan'er and the startled salamander for the first time, Zheng Ze completely suppressed his emotions and sat in front of the table.

Pick up the pen made of high-quality nanmu, and the tip of the pen travels on the paper, and the square Qin characters are completed.Yuanshen only knew some Korean characters, which were taught by his elder brother when he was a child, which was already very valuable for his status at that time.

The craftsmen here are really skilled and good at inferring other cases from one instance. As the paper resumes manufacturing, the quality of the finished product is getting better and better. At least if you touch it with your hands, it will not smooth out a piece of fiber.

A piece of important information is quietly displayed on the paper and lined up neatly and orderly.

Now South Korea, apart from the King of Han, has three major forces entrenched in Xinzheng.

The night curtain that is deeply rooted in the monstrous power, the Han Yu organization that hides in the dark and waits for an opportunity to move, and the vigorous emerging forces are invisible quicksand.

They are intertwined and constrained each other on the invisible chessboard over South Korea. With the insertion of quicksand and the appearance of themselves, this situation is faintly moving in an uncontrollable direction.

This is something none of them want to see, so when the situation reaches a certain level, Zheng Ze can predict that he will definitely become the target of public criticism.

Maybe Yemu felt that he was troubled and proposed to exchange interests with others, or it was other reasons. In short, when things get out of control, it is inevitable to divide the benefits gained to maintain a short-term balance.

He faintly felt a subtle change in Han Yu's attitude today, which was an intuitive manifestation of his expectation.

Don't look at Han Fei's obvious intention to favor himself now, but whether it is himself or Tianze, he can become a victim of the chess game at any time. This is the basic quality that a politician should have.

So, as Han Fei said, the situation in front of him seemed peaceful, but in fact it was in dire straits.

Except for these three local forces, it seems that because of his own intervention, other forces in Xinzheng have become chaotic.The Confucianism that arrived first, the Luowang that suddenly appeared, the Mohism and Taoism that disappeared, and even the newly discovered Uncle Yan'er, the son of the Wei State.

All the information flashed through his mind one by one, and he thought of a person for this young master of Wei who suddenly appeared.

"Wei Wushang..." A whisper-like voice sounded softly, the only young master of Wei Guo who had memories in his mind was this person, because he was related to another person.

No longer extending too much on this matter, whether it is South Korea's own forces or those messy outsiders, it doesn't make any difference to him.

When it was determined that there were no factors that would cause mistakes in his thinking, Zheng Ze slowly put down his pen and let out a soft breath.

If you don't want to play together, then don't play at all.

Remembering the words above in his heart, a flame ignited at his fingertips, and Zheng Ze watched quietly as it devoured the paper, leaving a piece of ashes in the end. With a light tap of his finger, the original shape of the paper instantly became pieces pasted on the paper. desktop.

The airflow brought up by standing up caused light ashes to scatter all over the table, Zheng Ze didn't care about it, it was like finding a little work for Yan'er who had nothing to do.

Because Yan'er has started to read, there are no works of his own on the table at this time. He, Zheng, has closed his pen, leaving only a tall phantom in today's literary world, waiting for the rising stars to display their talents.

Opening the window, feeling the night breeze blowing coolly on his more handsome face, he jumped up and his figure melted into the moonlight.

The startled salamander in the other room suddenly felt something, slowly put down the book in his hand, and looked towards Zheng Ze's room.

Yan'er, who was concentrating on writing the words her mother taught her today, noticed her mother's movement, and turned her head in doubt, "Mother, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, the startled salamander withdrew his gaze, there was nothing unusual on his glamorous face, he shook his head lightly, "It's nothing."

"Oh." Yan'er agreed, but if her mother didn't say anything, what could she do.

Glancing at the booklet in the hand of the startled salamander, she knew that the book she was studying on the desk was called "Warring States Policy", and the name of the book in her mother's hand was longer, with a total of seven characters, but she only recognized the above: The four words hand, upper, and me.

But my mother has been reading it, it should be a more advanced knowledge than the Warring States Policy, maybe she will not teach herself until she finishes this book.

"Don't be distracted!" The startled salamander's cold and gentle voice reached his ears.

Yan'er came back to his senses in an instant, and with a soft sound, he continued to plunge into the ocean of knowledge. Uncle Ze said that he was very smart and would be able to learn it quickly.

……

The Pearl bedroom was burning with an unknown fragrance.

In the palace late at night, there was a suffocating silence, even though it was extremely spacious, it still made people feel extremely depressing.

A figure wearing a black tights and a mask walked through the palace road patrolled by imperial guards. Since Ji Wuye dispatched part of the troops, this place was not as strict as before. At this time, most of the forbidden guards in the palace The capital of Wei defended the King of Han.

I heard from my aunt that originally the king just claimed to be sick, but then he really fell ill for some reason.

For a while, the huge harem was shrouded in a turbulent atmosphere. You must know that only the Empress Mingzhu, who is proficient in medicine, can visit the king during the day. If you want to gain favor, you have to weigh whether you can afford it The grudge of that one.

The black shadow moved lightly and smoothly, easily climbed over the palace wall, carefully opened an inconspicuous window, and jumped in lightly.

This palace is very big, but it doesn't look empty at all. Eight-foot-high wooden frames are neatly arranged in it, and the things placed on it are very miscellaneous, including rare treasures, books, and some unnamed ones. The most strange things are all kinds of bottles and cans.

However, this also provided convenience for her sneaking in. Due to the training of a new assassin, she immediately hid in the shadows, hiding her exquisite body behind a wooden frame.

After a while, she didn't find anything abnormal. She slowly started her movements, her eyes vigilantly observed everything around her, and her ears cautiously searched for clues in the eerie silence.

Looking for bottles and jars on the wooden shelf, but none of them seemed to be what I wanted.

Until I checked all the things placed here, I still found nothing.But with a slight movement of her delicate ears, she dodged aside in an instant.

Hearing the sound of the water gently slapping, she didn't seem to be aware of her movements, she exhaled lightly, only daring to take small breaths.

Noticing that her heartbeat was gradually calming down, she quietly poked her head over to look in the direction of the sound.

The surrounding red curtains surround a high platform, making the scene inside looming, and you can vaguely see a bathtub standing there, so it is not difficult to imagine what this place is for.

A hazy figure seems to be blocked by the bathtub, only the straight shoulders, the head with curled hair, and a jade arm holding a pot and ladle to pour water on the chest can be seen.

One can almost imagine what it was like behind the light gauze curtain.

The newly promoted assassin paused for a moment, then gently pulled out a dagger from under his bound wrist, and the icy cold light flashed away in the shadows.

She tried her best to keep her breathing, and walked slowly towards that side.

"Hehe..." From between the curtains, a woman's chuckle suddenly came.

This made the assassin, who was protruding from the shadow, pause suddenly, and his attention was instantly focused on the figure in the bathtub.

"It's taking a bath again, and opening the window again. Madam is waiting for me so impatiently?"

The assassin, who was paying close attention, heard the voice from the other end, his delicate body trembled slightly in fright, and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

She could only see a figure from the back, sitting in front of the table, as if drinking the tea on the table.

The reason why her pupils contracted tightly was that it was not difficult to judge from the voice and back view that it was actually a man.

In the king's harem, a man actually appeared!
　Today, [-] is the bottom line, and we will go to [-]!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)