As soon as the sky lighted up, Zhao Kuo had already stood up.

After a simple washing, he sat in the mansion for dining. Because Zhao Kuo had no retainers and did not like others to serve him, Zhao Gao hired a woman to be responsible for the daily meals of Wuchenghou. It was difficult for him to sit in front of the desk and kneel down. His legs were really painful, making him unable to sit straight as before. Even if he didn't kneel, sitting cross-legged or sitting cross-legged, it would be difficult.

Zhao Kuo was having a meal with peace of mind, and the two young men started arguing in front of him.

"If you want me to tell me, Shaojun should kill him. He is a barbarian. He has ulterior motives when he comes to Xianyang. If he does not eliminate the roots, he will return to the Huns in the future. He will be great? He could have besieged Liu Bang and risen with the Huns. Now he has learned so much from Shaojun. This is great. When he leads the Huns to unify the northern grasslands, he will definitely start a bloody battle with the Central Plains! A hero like him will not be willing to be inferior to others!"

"While he is still young, secretly kill him!"

"You bastard! What's wrong with the barbarian? Am I also a barbarian? I have ulterior motives around Shaojun? He has been living by Shaojun and Shaojun raised him personally. Will he still be the same as before? Can Shaojun change an emperor, but can't he change a hero?", Dadi looked at Xun in front of him and shouted angrily. Xun shook his head and said, "This is different, you must never keep him."

"Ha, it's useless to say it... Our young master is righteous and unparalleled. Do you think he will kill the young Maodun? I am the first one who doesn't believe it! Shaojun will never kill people because of future mistakes! What's more, Maodun treats Shaojun like his eldest father... Shaojun will never bear it."

"I don't want to talk to you more, Shaojun has his own opinions." Fortunately, he turned his head away.

"If you don't want to, don't want to. Do you think I'm willing to talk to you? You are a remnant of the thieves, and you are quite arrogant! Well, let me tell you a secret. Don't tell others. Actually, when I escaped from Lin Hu, I was also a thief for a while..."

Di spoke unyieldingly beside Di, Di's face was full of anxiety. If he hadn't been able to beat Di, he really wanted to stuff his fist into his mouth and shut up!

Zhao Kuo looked at the two guests in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

"Marquis Wucheng...what's wrong with you?" The woman who was cleaning up the dishes for Zhao Kuo saw Zhao Kuo staring at the front and asked in confusion. Zhao Kuo raised his head, glanced at the woman, and then looked ahead blankly. The huge courtyard was empty, without a big mouth, and there was no remnant of the thieves... Zhao Kuo's smile gradually solidified. He shook his head and said, "I just remembered the old friend."

Zhao Kuo walked out the door slowly with a crutch. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw Ge with an impatient look on his face. Ge was fixing his carriage. When he saw Zhao Kuo coming out, he raised his head and snorted coldly: "During your meal, Lao Ma Fujun has already fought a war with Qin! You are not too slow to eat, so why don't you go back and continue eating, eat all the past few days together, let's go out tomorrow?"

Zhao Kuo looked at Ge in front of him with a smile, and Zhao Gao looked at him blankly. He paid homage to Marquis Wu Cheng, why didn't he give him a greeting?

"Marquis Wucheng?"

Zhao Kuo looked at Zhao Gao, who had already prepared the frame in front of him, his face was slightly dim. He didn't say anything, but got on Zhao Gao's carriage. The two rushed towards the western suburbs of Xianyang together. They sat in the carriage, but Zhao Kuo looked at both sides... He saw an old man with a superb appearance standing at the intersection. His carriage seemed to be broken and was seeking help, but before Zhao Kuo could ask Zhao Gao to stop, the old man disappeared.

He saw an old man not far away, lowering his head and apologizing to another person. When he looked at it seriously, the two of them turned around and smiled. They were all acquaintances. Zhao Kuo did not stop Zhao Gao anymore. He just stretched out his hand and waved it. The elegant one smiled at him, while the burly one snorted coldly and ignored him. The carriage continued to move forward.

He saw a carriage driver driving a carriage, and there was an old man who was seriously ill. The old man seemed to notice his eyes and reached out to him with a smile.

More and more people came into view, and a strong smell of wine came from beside him. Zhao Kuo turned his head and found that at some point, the drunken ghost of Wei had already sat beside him. He didn't say anything, but just lowered his head and kept drinking. Zhao Kuo intended to ask him for a bowl, but it was difficult to speak... When everyone disappeared, Zhao Kuo found that he had arrived at his destination. When he got off the car, the ministers in the distance were frightened.

"Marquis Wucheng!" Everyone paid a visit to Ganluo, who was also inside. Today is the day when Ganluo was preparing to go to the Yuezhi. After the spy network was completed outside the frontier, Ganluo finally decided to go to the Yuezhi to complete his mission. The emperor attached great importance to this mission and sent a total of 1,500 envoys. Although Ganluo repeatedly requested and thought that he did not need such a big support, the emperor was still very stubborn.

They were not like envoys in charge of diplomacy, but like the emperor's imperial envoy, preparing to inspect the local area. Ganluo was also helpless about this. He prepared a lot of gifts and was ready to meet King Yuezhi. Even Ganluo was ready to provoke the grassland chaos. This time he went to the outer border was an opportunity to prove the Zongheng family. Since Zhao Kuo, the status of the Zongheng family has plummeted and no other wise man has appeared. Ganluo believes that now is the best opportunity to rise to the Zongheng School.

Gan Luo did not expect that Wu Chenghou would come to see them in person. Zhao Kuo's arrival surprised the members of the envoys and were also very happy. Gan Luo first said, "Please rest assured that Wu Chenghou, this time, we will definitely complete our mission. If we insult the mission, we are willing to die outside the border and never return to our hometown for the rest of our lives!" Zhao Kuo was stunned and shook his head quickly. He said seriously: "No, this is not my purpose of seeing you off."

"The Ersanzi is leaving their hometown this time and heading to the Yuezhi. I know that the road ahead is very dangerous... Most of the kings outside the border are tyrants who are easy to kill... I hope the Ersanzi can take care of themselves and put themselves first... The Ersanzi and his family cannot take risks... If they cannot succeed, then think seriously, be patient, and not impulsive..." At this moment, Zhao Kuo transformed into an elder and began to give instructions.

Zhao Kuo was a little worried. The people in front of him were very young. If they were impulsive, they would ruin their lives... The people on the mission listened to Zhao Kuo's nagging and looked at the worries in his eyes. At that moment, tears appeared in many people's eyes. In their hearts, Zhao Kuo's figure and the figure of his elders gradually merged together. Looking at this scene, Zhao Gao, who was standing behind him, was shocked.

Zhao Gao always wanted to be a person like Zhao Kuo and be respected by everyone. Before, he never understood why everyone saw Wu Chenghou so respectful, as if he treated his relatives... But now, he was a little enlightened that Zhao Kuo could treat everyone sincerely, and he repays everyone with the greatest kindness... Therefore, those people also returned their kindness to Zhao Kuo.

Zhao Kuo ordered a lot of things. Looking at Gan Luo who was moved in front of him, Zhao Kuo trembled and found a stone from his arms. The stone didn't look big, but it had a different beauty. Zhao Kuo smiled and said to Gan Luo: "When I was in the horse costume, there was a neighbor called Gong Ping. He was good at praying for blessings and expelling ghosts and gods. He once blessed this stone and gave it to me..."

"It has been with me for decades... I have been protecting me so that I can save my life on the battlefield. Now... I don't need to fight anymore... You don't wear weapons to leave Qin State, which is even more dangerous than when I was on the battlefield... I will lend you this stone... I wish you good health all the way. When you come back, you will return this stone to me..." Zhao Kuo said the source of the stone, and finally put it in the hands of Gan Luo with a confused face.

Gan Luo looked at the stone in his hand, and he was really speechless. He leaned over and bowed heavily to Zhao Kuo. Then, everyone left, and Zhao Kuo stood there, watching these people leave Xianyang. Zhao Kuo could only bless them, hoping that they could all come back safely. Zhao Kuo looked at the messengers in the distance. He seemed to have seen many acquaintances in the crowd, many soldiers who had followed him to fight. He could not remember the names, but still vaguely remember their faces.

"Marquis Wucheng?" Zhao Gao interrupted again. Zhao Kuo then got on the carriage. Zhao Gao took him home and walked on the road. Zhao Kuo suddenly asked, "Is there someone singing on the city wall just now?"

"How come Xianyang has a city wall?"

"Yes...How come Xianyang has a city wall?"

When Zhao Kuo returned home, his two grandsons had not yet finished school, and he was basking in the sun in the courtyard. He heard fierce footsteps outside the door. When Zhao Kuo opened his eyes, Zhao Gao leaned over and stood aside, not daring to raise his head. The emperor was standing in front of Zhao Kuo at some point, waiting for him to wake up. Seeing Zhao Kuo open his eyes, the emperor hurriedly leaned over to pay homage. Zhao Kuo waved his hand and asked the emperor to help him get up.

The emperor also came to his prime, fat and strong, stronger and stronger than Zhao Kuo... Zhao Kuo is now willing to defeat him. The emperor supported Zhao Kuo and walked towards the inner room, saying as he walked: "I don't know why you were so concerned about a county magistrate... That man is no longer a county magistrate. This time he attacked the southwest, and he served as the county magistrate of Jiujiang County because of his contribution to escorting civilians... I met him as you told him."

"How to say... this person is still a little capable, but it's far worse than Teng... If the prefect of the world can be like Teng, I won't worry about anything." Ying Zheng said, slowly letting his father sit on the bed. Zhao Kuo sat down, and then said: "Give him a little more time, he may not be able to surpass Teng. Teng's family is well-educated and Liu Ji's background is not high, so it is not easy to reach the current level."

Ying Zheng nodded. Of course, the one he went to see before was Liu Ji, a young county magistrate. Teng was the pride of the emperor, that is, the prefect of Nanjun Teng. The former Korean traitor was the top among the prefects in the world. He had first-class political skills and was deeply loved by the emperor. The emperor was thinking about whether to take him to Xianyang for a while and let him be the Nine Ministers...

"Kang has basically pacified the southwest, and maybe he will be back next year." Ying Zheng talked about Zhao Kang, and then talked about some core secrets in the temple. Today's emperor has also come to the peak of his ability. He handles dozens of memorials every day, which is easy. The ministers he arranged are all extraordinary. The Qin Empire is taking shape in his hands and has reached the strongest peak.

However, the emperor's ambition made him unwilling to stop him. He still had many things to do, including building more water conservancy and conquering more areas... However, he was not as blind as he was when he was young. In order to achieve his goal, he ignored the actual situation. Now he is quite mature. Many problems do not need Zhao Kuo to ask too much, and Ying Zheng can solve them himself. However, Ying Zheng is used to nagging about these tedious things with his father.

Outsiders are not aware of it. In fact, the emperor would come to see Zhao Kuo every few days, and the two would talk about the current affairs together, or in other words, the emperor would report his work results to Zhao Kuo. Just like a son showed his old father the certificate of the Three Good Students, the emperor would happily come to Zhao Kuo every time he accomplished something. Today's emperor is more supreme than the kings in the past.

This made the emperor unable to have friendship or even love anymore. He had to defend many people. In that luxurious palace, he was always alone. Only in Zhao Kuo could he show all his emotions like a normal person, showing his true self. Zhao Kuo knew that he could no longer help Ying Zheng, and Ying Zheng had already surpassed him, a half-baked politician in handling government affairs.

More times, he was still a listener, listening quietly to the emperor's story. This always reminded Zhao Kuo of his mother. His mother at the time was completely unaware of war, but she just liked to sit and listen to her story, and Zhao Kuo would also excitedly tell the things she did. How similar are the two people? It was at this time that Zhao Kuo could truly understand his mother's original behavior, and even her thoughts.

The emperor could not stay here for too long. After saying some things he wanted to show off, he returned to the palace, leaving Zhao Kuo alone, sitting in the inner room, picked up the paper and pen, and he started writing again. The sky gradually became dark, and the courtyard was quiet, and the moonlight shot in through the window, illuminating the hunched and thin figure. Zhao Kuo was lit with wax beside him, and the wax had burned out, leaving only the last of the fire, which was constantly swaying and could be extinguished at any time.

Zhao Kuo wrote a lot, but he felt that his whole body was getting heavier and heavier.

"Are you tired? Take a break?" A pair of white hands grabbed Zhao Kuo's shoulders and gently picked them up. Zhao Kuo looked straight ahead, listening to the familiar figure in his ears, his hands were trembling. Yi was wearing plain clothes, standing beside Zhao Kuo, gently pinching his shoulders. Yi's hands suddenly hugged Zhao Kuo, and Zhao Kuo felt the warmth from behind.

Zhao Kuo slowly stretched out his hand, trying to hold the flawless jade hands. He wanted to hold it tightly and never let go again.

However, at that moment, Zhao Kuo caught a hole and his art disappeared.

Zhao Kuo was searching around in a daze, but found nothing. It seemed that he was the only one left in the world, living empty.
Chapter completed!