The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 132 The Legacy of Lord Xinling [Please subscribe and vote]

"The Xinling Lord's Mansion has a complete team of prime ministers, and there are many available people among them. Your husband will definitely choose a country to be the prime minister in the future. If you are willing, this can be considered my last gift to you!" Jun looked at Yan Yan and said seriously.

When you treat me with a state scholar, I will repay it with a state scholar!

This was Lord Xinling's most fundamental insistence. Yan Yan was able to risk his own life to save him, so he deserved the greatest courtesy in return.

And this is Lord Xinling, a young master who, although he has many faults, can convince the world!

"Is there really no cure for Your Majesty's poison?" Yan Yan was silent.

If Lord Xinling can still survive, or if he truly takes refuge in Lord Xinling, that would be a good choice!

"The Western Region Datura flower poison itself is not highly poisonous, but over the years, I have emptied my body due to drinking and sex. Even if it is a warm poison, it is still fatal now. I may not live for a few months!" Lord Xinling said. He said with a smile, looking very open.

"If possible, I hope your Majesty can survive until the spring of next year. I will make your name famous all over the world again!" Yan Yan looked at Lord Xinling and chose to plead.

"Why?" Lord Xinling was a little surprised. This was the first time that Yan Yan treated him like a king and a minister.

Yan Yan handed a bamboo slip to Lord Xinling.

"The barbarians have been invading China for thousands of years, and now I will punish them. If we can fight against them together, we can send troops here. The barbarians have been bullying China for thousands of years, killing our people and destroying our homeland. Now we are here to punish those who invaded China. Death, die to those who kill my Chinese people, kill all the wild dogs in the world, and restore the peace of our four-territory Chinese community. All the summers in the world have the obligation to kill the wild dogs. They are unscrupulous and incompetent. They are ordered by heaven. I am telling the world this as a sign! "

"Ask for the Hu's message!" Lord Xinling looked at the bamboo slip Yan Yan handed him in shock. It was a war message, but the target was not the princes of the Central Plains, but the Hu people in the north!

"Sir, do you intend to use the name of Gu to tell the world that you want to kill the Hu people?" Lord Xinling understood. No matter whether he was dead or alive, Yan Yan would publish this article in his name to criticize the Hu people and invite the world's righteous people. Go to the north and attack the Hu tribe.

"It's not about chasing Hu, it's about destroying Hu!" Yan Yan said seriously.

"Sir, why are you like this?" Lord Xinling was a little puzzled. Nowadays, all the countries in the world are thinking about cannibalizing each other and eventually becoming the king of the world!
Yan Yan's move was not popular among the princes. At least the three northern kingdoms of Yan, Zhao and Qin, which faced the barbarians in the north, would not choose to go to great lengths to exterminate the Hu tribe.

"Have you ever thought about it, your Majesty, in the Central Plains War, even if the winner is determined in the end and one country completes the battle, how much strength will China have left to deal with the invasion of the barbarians at that time?"

"The War in the Central Plains has been going on for a hundred years, but the barbarians in the north are still growing barbarically. If the final war in the Central Plains turns China into ruins, what will China do to resist the invasion of the barbarians?"

Yan Yan looked at Lord Xinling and asked.

Lord Xinling listened to Yan Yan's words and instantly understood that they had never taken the Siyi barbarians in their eyes, but if it was true as Yan Yan said, and the Central Plains was reduced to ruins, at that time, China would still have the strength to resist the four barbarians. Invasion of barbarians?
Will there be another Guan Zhong by then?
If Guan Zhong had not appeared, would China have been reduced to barbarian slaves wearing left pants?
"I...will persevere until the day when Mr. Xinling triumphs!" Lord Xinling took a deep breath and solemnly promised.

"Here, bring me a pen!" Lord Xinling suddenly cheered up and asked his attendant to hand over a pen and bamboo slips.

Mao Sui immediately handed the carving knife and bamboo slips to Lord Xinling.

"There is no need to change anything!" Lord Xinling found Yan Yan's message and copied it again, and then stamped it with his own seal.

"Mr. Mao, you go and do it yourself, follow his arrangements, and when he needs it, in my name, you can send a message to the world!" Lord Xinling handed the re-copied bamboo slips and big seal to Mao Sui, and then He said solemnly, "This is Gu, the last order!"

"Here!" Mao Sui and others saluted hurriedly.

This is equivalent to Lord Xinling's last order. No matter what they want to do, whether they leave or follow Yan Yan, they will do their best to fulfill Lord Xinling's last order.

"If you need it, sir, you can take this message to see King Qin, King Zhao, King Yan and other kings. For the sake of Gu's last breath, they will all agree!" Lord Xinling looked at Yan Yan and said.

Yan Yan saluted solemnly. He knew very well how terrifying the appeal of Lord Xinling's death would be. Even the kings of Qin and Zhaoyan didn't want to do it, but Lord Xinling's appeal in the world was too great. They You will only be coerced by the will of the people in the world and have to agree. "Your Majesty, please wait. I will definitely return in triumph!" Yan Yan solemnly promised.

"Go ahead and wait for good news in Xinling alone!" Lord Xinling smiled.

Yan Yan stood up, walked out of the bedroom, and then looked at Mao Sui and Wuming.

"I will take good care of you, and wait for news of your triumphant return!" Mao Sui saluted seriously.

Yan Yan glanced at Wuming.

"I have never fought against the masters of the Hu tribe. I don't know if they have any masters who can compete with me!" Wuming said lightly, making his attitude clear. He would go to Yanmen Pass with Yan Yan!
"Thank you, senior!" Yan Yan bowed and saluted.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet the diners, but I'm afraid not many are willing to stay. Sir, be mentally prepared!" Mao Sui said.

Yan Yan nodded. He was too young and had no fame. It would be too difficult for these disciples to follow him.

In the end, this was indeed the case. Many of these political retainers had received invitations from dignitaries from various countries, so naturally they would not choose Yan Yan.

As for those skilled craftsmen, many are willing to follow Yan Yan, provided that Yan Yan can provide them with corresponding professional jobs and salaries.

Yan Yan did not hesitate and accepted all those who were willing to stay.

"Sir, are you sure you can afford to support so many people under your command?" Mao Sui was a little confused.

"Okay!" Yan Yan nodded with a smile.

"Although there are many guests in Lord Xinling's mansion, they are not as good as one person. It's a pity that, due to some reasons, he could not become your guest!" Mao Sui suddenly said.

"Who?" Yan Yan was curious.

"The former Prime Minister Zhao, Yu Qing, Yu Xin!" Mao Sui said seriously.

"Yu Qing!" Yan Yan was extremely surprised. A person's achievements can be seen in his name.

Qing is an official position and a title. There are very few people who can be called Qing. For example, Xunzi is also called Xunqing.

It seems that apart from Xunzi, there is only one person left in the world who can be called Qing, Yu Xin.

"But, will he be willing?" Yan Yan was no longer confident.

After all, Yu Xin once served as the Prime Minister of Zhao State, how could he follow him?

"Of course it was impossible before, but not now!" Mao Sui said with a smile.

"Why?" Yan Yan was confused.

"Because he is frustrated now and is writing books and theories at home. As my husband knows, writing books and theories is very expensive. Therefore, not only is he frustrated, he is also very poor!" Mao Sui said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)