Qin Dynasty Novelist

Spreading out in Xianyang at this time, there is a desire to do what the Shang lord did a hundred years ago. For a hundred years, although the Shang lord died, his law was carried out, and his name was used in the ancient books of Qin.

Now, if the book "Lv's Spring and Autumn" can be adopted by the King of Qin, in the future, even if the matter behind him is unknown, it will be enough to live up to this life, and if the book spreads, it can greatly stabilize its foundation.

Although he was thinking so much in his heart, he did not refuse Lu Buwei's request. For Zizheng, although "Lu's Spring and Autumn" was somewhat subtle, the inner words were not what they wanted.

After all, Lu Buwei's trip was in vain, one word and one gold, and the branding of "Lv's Spring and Autumn" was a harvest of hundreds of thousands of gold. For Lu Buwei, it was only a corner.

"Yes!"

Xu Fan nodded. Now, the Book Pavilion has been erected in Yingdu of Chu State and Daliang City of Wei State. The daily income is hundreds of gold and thousands of gold. According to reports, in a few months, the Book Pavilion can be opened. to Korea.

If it is based on the interests of businessmen, it is undoubtedly a good strategy to build a workshop nearby, but the little uncle has never agreed. From the beginning to the present, the entire workshop has not been located not far from the headquarters of Tianzong in Berkshire.

Although the transportation is difficult, compared with the cost, the profit is more than a thousand times or more than ten thousand times.With a bow of hands, he left the Xuanqing Palace and gave Zhou Qing's order to the disciples in the city.

Zhou Qing, who was sitting quietly in front of the window, sensed the passing of the virtual world. After a while, the whole body was covered with blue light, and his work was complete. He stood up leisurely, stepped into the room, slightly adjusted his clothes, waved his hand, and it was An incomparably exquisite small wooden box appeared in his hand.

The small wooden box is full of colorful red leaf textures, with a square and a square, and one hand holds it. Immediately, he stepped out of the Xuanqing Palace, his spiritual sense spread, and walked towards a certain place in the Xianyang Palace.

The structure of the entire Xianyang Palace is in a clear order. The roads are intertwined. Teams of heavy-armed Qin soldiers walked in it with their spears in hand. They walked past without obstruction. The Xuanqing Palace was located in the area on the right side of Xianyang Palace.

The palace group to which the Yin-Yang family belongs is on the left, Zhangtai Palace is in the middle, Xingle Palace, Zhiyang Palace, Chang'an Palace, Bugao Palace, Bushou Palace...etc. There is also a place for punishment in the cold palace.

Huayang Palace!

This is the goal of Lu Qing's trip. The owner of this palace is the Empress Dowager Huayang, who is the queen of the late King Xiaowen. After the death of the late King Xiaowen, he is honored as the Queen Mother.

Later, the late King Zhuangxiang passed away, and he was honored as the Empress Dowager Huayangzu in the Qin court. His life background was similar to that of the Empress Dowager Xuan of the Great Qin Dynasty.

Today's Changping Jun once grew up beside Huayang Ancestor Empress Dowager, and Changwen Jun also did the same. However, for Zhou Qing, those were not important. Although his goal was Huayang Palace, what he did was not Huayang. Queen Mother.

Walking around, it was not long before we entered Huayang Palace, where there were guards by palace slaves, maids came in and out, and under the shroud of spiritual sense, the area of ​​the entire Huayang Palace was comparable to Xingle Palace.

Listening quietly, I didn't enter for a while, and the sound of children playing seemed to come out, rippling in Huayang Palace, and revolving in Zhou Qing's ears. Feeling this, Zhou Qing smiled slightly, whispered in his mouth, and transmitted sound. Encrypted.

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"Meet the master!"

The small figure stood quietly in front of the Huayang Palace, dressed in a light black robe, his long dark hair was slightly tied up, and he did not wear the Taoist purple gold lotus crown. Wooden box.

Looking at this person, the two palace servants in front of Huayang Palace immediately bowed. Since these days, they have known the origin of this person, and their status and dignity are not comparable to them. They immediately said in unison and bowed.

"Master is going to enter Huayang Palace, so the slaves will go and report!"

The palace servant in gray on the right slowly took a small step forward and bowed again. Although he was a little surprised that the master stayed in front of Huayang Palace, the matter between the nobles was not known to them.

"No, just wait and pretend I don't exist."

He swayed lightly with one hand and glanced at the two palace servants in front of him. He had no interest in entering Huayang Palace to see the Queen Mother Huayang ancestor. When he said a word, the two palace servants nodded in response and returned to their original positions without saying much.

At the same time, in the Huayang Palace, the area is vast and the prosperous scenes are all over it. As the entire Xianyang Palace, it can be called the most honorable person, and everything inside is naturally the best in Qin.

The pavilions are arranged in an orderly manner, and their appearance is conspicuous. The black color that Daqin respects is a solemn meaning. The interior pavilions and corridors are winding, and there are vaguely traditional architectural structures that do not belong to the Qin state, which looks quite mysterious.

A maid walked by without a sound, so as not to disturb the nobles. In the huge Huayang Palace, under the shroud of spiritual sense, there was not much sound, except for the crisp sound that was ringing in Zhou Qing's ears at the moment.

"Son, run slowly and be careful with your feet!"

"Son!"

"..."

Inside the towering pavilions, under the spiritual sense, there should be a square in front of Huayang Palace. It was just after noon at this moment, and in the huge and empty square, a group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls in red were square. Scattered and stood, one after another focused on one person in the center.

The maids grew very beautiful, with good facial features and graceful figures, dressed in palace servant costumes, with slender and soft arms stretched out, looking at one person nervously.

The man was not very old, but he looked like two or three years old. The more he was three feet tall, he was dressed in a luxurious brocade robe, and his hair was in a bun, and the corners fell. In the darkness, he still looked a little yellowish halo, with red lips and white teeth. Delicate face.

At this moment, he was running around happily, with a hint of joy in his agile dark eyes. Looking at the actions of these maids around him, he seemed to find it even more interesting.

Stepping on splendid cloud shoes, running around on the hard square ground, dodging the figures of the maids, quite contented, laughter erupted from his mouth, and the childish voice swirled.

For this child, running around is very self-satisfied, but for the maids around it, it is wrong, and watching the son running fast, everyone can't help but feel nervous.

This is the direct descendant of Daqin, the direct son of the current king, named Fusu, after the death of his mother, Mrs. Zheng, he was raised by the empress dowager of Huayangzu.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the young master Fusu, who was closely guarded by the maids, suddenly had a small face on Baiyu's flawless face. He seemed to think of a voice in his ear, and it went straight to his heart, very attractive.

With a light whimper, the small body turned slightly and looked towards a direction on the square. Although there were many palace walls blocking it, when viewed through perspective, it was right in front of Zhou Qing's eyes.

Instinctively driven by the heart, the smart and lovely body moved straight, trotting towards the direction of the sound, and wherever they passed, the maids retreated, but they followed closely.

Although I don't understand why Young Master Fusu has changed his interest and stopped playing with them, but as long as Young Master is worry-free, they quickly glanced at each other, then quickened their pace and cleared the obstacles for Young Master Fusu in front of him.

After a hundred and ten breaths, the young master Fusu, who was trotting all the way, came from the square in Huayang Palace to the entrance of the palace gate. In the distance, he saw a black figure standing there.

Xiao Xiao had a feeling in his heart that it seemed that the person was calling him. He took a foot-long step and came to the person. He raised his head, looked at the other person quietly, and looked at the other person very curiously.

"Are you Fusu?"

With just a finger, a wisp of Taoist infuriating qi disappeared into the body of the child in front of him, calming the other's rapid breathing, nurturing the other's meridians, looking at the other side deeply, with a slight smile on his face, and said softly.

"Who are you? How did you know my name?"

Xiao Fusu opened her big round and bright eyes, and looked at each other curiously again. He didn't seem to have seen him, but he knew him, and the little white hand in front of him moved freely in front of him.