(Actually, I also want to update two times, but... overtime is really like feces, and I can't stop it even if I come. Friends, please forgive me.ps: I worked overtime until two in the morning last night, and it seems that I have no weekends for three consecutive weeks!!)

The hall was silent, and Wei Wuji sat upright on the main seat, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, I saw Qu Weidao appear outside the hall gate. Now under this situation, only he has the courage to appear in front of him without Wei Wuji summoning him.

"Young Master, what did that man just said, which made you angry?" Qu Weidao said slowly, but thought that Zhou Yan made Wei Wuji angry.

It’s no wonder that he thought so. Wei Wuji’s bad temper and Zhou Yan’s self-righteous person would be strange if he didn’t touch him.

Facing Qu Weidao's questions, Wei Wuji explained casually: "This person is not very capable, but his tone is so terrifying. Please keep him in touch for ten days and half a month."

Qu Weidao nodded and stopped asking about this matter. Zhou Yan was just a trivial matter for him.

Seeing that Wei Wuji didn't want to speak, Qu Weidao felt surprised. This was not like the style of this young master, but if he had questions, he still asked on his own initiative: "Young Master, according to what the edict said, how should we act?"

Wei Wuji looked at Qu Weidao deeply, but wanted to see if he really didn't know or was pretending to be stupid. But the latter's eyes did not dodge, and he looked like he was innocent.

"The edict said unknown. Let's delay it for a few more days in Qi State!" Wei Wuji said calmly.

Qu Weidao did not expect to ask about such a result, so he decided: "Young Master, now the envoys of Qi and Chu are blocking outside and asking us to go out..."

"Okay, you'd better go out and say that my military illness has not yet been cured. Let them wait for a few more days!" Wei Wuji interrupted Qu Wei and said, giving him a trick.

Seeing that Wei Wuji did mean to drive away people, Qu Weidao stopped talking. After bowing deeply to Wei Wuji, he slowly retreated.

In this way, Wei Wuji was the only one left in the hall, enjoying the loneliness of the spring.

Now what he thought in his heart could no longer avoid Zhou Yan's words, especially the last question Zhou Yan mentioned, which made him truly wake up from his complacent for many days.

Yes! If Linjiang is really lost in his hands, then for Wei Wuji, returning to Linjiang will face almost half of the court's responsibilities.

Even with the guidance of someone who is interested, all the good images he built by Wei Wuji will collapse in the hearts of the public in Wei State. For him, it will not only be wasted all his previous efforts, but also the end of the world.

"No matter what Wu'an means, Linjiang cannot be thrown away in my hands..." Wei Wuji whispered.

At this time, a sense of gratitude surged in his heart. Fortunately, in order to delay the competition with Qi, he used his own excuse of being seriously ill. If Wu'an's meaning is really as Zhou Yan said, then Wei Wuji's illness would have to be pretended.

Moreover, this time the disease was not only for the Qi and Chu countries, but also for the people on the Wei country's own side. This means that his disease was not as simple as pretending to be sick, but for the real illness.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuji couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was really a self-inflicted effort.

But no matter what, Wei Wuji has made up his mind that he will not participate in the next game no matter what. Anyway, Wei Wuji's popularity has been revealed enough.

Standing up, Wei Wuji walked to the back hall, and he decided to take a cold shower first in this not-so-warm spring day.

The next day, a major incident happened in the Wei State's museum. The young master who was almost synonymous with victory was defeated by Fenghan and really fell ill.

When the news reached Zhou Yan's ears, he was given a smile on his face. He knew that the young man had finally recognized his words. Zhou Yan's talent had influenced the world for the first time, which made him inexplicably excited.

Although Zhou Yan was happy, he was worried that everyone in the Wei house would die of worries. Wei Wuji, the main body, fell ill. Without him to lead everyone, how could Wei resist the huge pressure brought by the various countries?

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On February 29, the ninth year of King Zhao of Zhou, Wei Wuji, who was still lying on the sickbed, listened to Qu Weidao reading the edict that had just arrived from Wu'an under his pale face.

After Qu Weidao finished reciting, Wei Wuji didn't say anything, because this edict was really as Zhou Yan said. Wei State began to make concessions. After obtaining Chen land in name, Wu'an had already made it clear that he wanted to win over Qi State with Linjiang.

"Where is my... medicine?" Wei Wuji's hoarse voice came from the bed.

Zheng Dali, who was standing on the side, immediately moved and brought the medicine bowl placed on the small table aside to Wei Wuji's mouth. The past few days have made Zheng Dali very worried. If something happened to his son, how should he explain to Dan Ji?

After drinking the extremely bitter medicine, Wei Wuji lay down again and again. At this time, he felt bitter. He never expected that a small fever would make him look like a person.

"Young Master, what should we do?" Qu Weidao asked carefully. At this time, he was also invincible. He never expected that this would be the result until now.

Wei Wuji took a few heavy breaths, looking extremely difficult, but he still said in his weak voice: "Since... the Lord's will... in this way, for the long-term plan of the Great Wei, we... will follow the order..."

The more he said, the more disordered Wei Wuji's breath became, and the more heavy the breath in his mouth and nose became, making him look like he was about to burp.

"Young Master, you should have more rest!" Zheng Dali stepped forward and dissuaded. At the same time, he also said to Qu Wei on the side: "Master Qu, the young master has not recovered from his serious illness and needs rest urgently now. Please ask for him..."

Qu Weidao waved his hand and signaled that he knew. After standing facing Wei Wuji, he bowed deeply to the young master.

Wei Wuji closed his eyes and said slowly: "Mr. Qu, my master... I have not yet healed, and I will ask you all... big and small matters!"

When Qu Weidao heard this, his heart was bitter. This was his rightful power. But now, Qu Weidao did not have the joy of increasing power, because he also realized that this was a hot task.

Then, Qu Weidao turned around slowly and walked outside Wei Wuji's bedroom. It was actually very simple to fulfill Wu'an's intention, as long as you don't have to do anything.

Only Zheng Dali and Wei Wuji were left in the room. In silence, their minds were different.

But at this moment, a guard voice came from outside the room and said, "Report to the young master, Wu'an has a letter..."

This voice pulled both of them out of their hearts in the room. At this time, Wei Wuji was also a little surprised. Wu'an wrote a letter? Didn't he just read the edict?

"Da Li, go..."

After following Wei Wuji for so long, Zheng Dali naturally knew what to do, so he walked out of the bedroom.

But when he came back, Wei Wuji saw joy and strange looks on Zheng Dali's face.

"What letter?" Wei Wuji asked softly.

Zheng Dali stepped forward and took a few steps, then said, "Young Master, it was a letter sent by the wife, and... there were letters from the place where the pole was touched, and there were also individuals."

When Wei Wuji heard the three words "Sand the Pole", his face changed. Zheng Dali naturally caught the change, but he was not surprised because he knew what the Pole was for.
Chapter completed!