When Lu Buwei heard this, he couldn't help but look up and down at Ying Zhu, and made a comparison between Ying Zhu and Li Jian in his mind.

Lu Buwei and Li Jian don’t spend much time together, and it’s better to spend more time with Ying Zhu.

In terms of age, Ying Zhu's son Ying Zichu is older than Li Jian.

But listening to Ying Zhu's words, Lu Buwei always felt that the crown prince of Qin was much inferior to Li Jian.

A mediocre king.

But that's good. If Ying Zhu and even Ying Zichu were as wise as the King of Qin today, would Lu Buwei still have a stage to show his strength?

After coming out of Ying Zhu's study, Lu Buwei was rushing and preparing to return to his residence.

Lu Buwei is a Qin doctor and has a house in Xianyang City, but he does not plan to go back tonight.

As Ying Zichu's teacher, Lu Buwei held the position of a guest minister of the Crown Prince's Mansion, and there was also a single-family courtyard in the Crown Prince's Mansion as a residence.

It was getting late tonight, and Lu Buwei decided to stay in this small courtyard for one night.

Ying Zichu lives next to Lu Buwei.

As Ying Zhu's only legitimate son, Ying Zichu's residence is much bigger than Lu Buwei's courtyard. The night is brightly lit, which is extremely eye-catching.

Lu Buwei walked into Ying Zichu's residence and happened to see Ying Zichu and Zhao Ji talking.

"Husband, please bring this soup to your father."

Ying Zichu looked reluctant.

"This is what the chef does, why should I go?"

"Mr. Lu is here? You can judge the matter."

Lu Buwei regretted it a little, and it seemed that it was not the time for him to appear.

It is difficult for honest officials to make a decision on family matters.

But they were all seen and it was too late to say anything.

Lu Buwei coughed and said:

"The prince and grandson have a noble status, so naturally they cannot engage in the kitchen."

"But what Mrs. Wang Sun said makes sense. Providing soup to the prince is a manifestation of filial piety for the son of man."

"After all, the prince has not served at the crown prince for many years. You might as well do more of these things that reflect filial piety."

Ying Zichu snorted.

"I just knew you two like to stand aside!"

"Mr. Lu, please wait for me here for a while, and I still have some things to discuss with you."

Ying Zichu found a follower and reluctantly went with the soup.

Lu Buwei sat in the lobby and found that Zhao Ji had not left, so he couldn't help but touch his nose.

At that time, Zhao Ji was a maid who served Lu Buwei, and her status was even lower than that of a concubine, and she didn't even have a title.

Now Zhao Ji has become Lu Buwei's mistress and her status has changed.

The two were alone and the atmosphere was awkward.

Just as Lu Buwei began to think about whether he should go back to his residence next to him and come over to talk to Ying Zichu later, Zhao Ji suddenly spoke casually.

"Doctor Lu, is there any new information in Handan recently?"

There was a faint eagerness in his tone.

Lu Buwei was stunned for a moment, a little confused:

"I wonder what kind of information is what my wife said?"

Zhao Ji's pretty face raised slightly, and her tone was obviously a little unpleasant.

"Of course it's the Zhao court!"

Lu Buwei dared not neglect and said hurriedly:

"That's right. The rebel army in Jinyang County has been pacified by Lian Po. The two prime ministers, Lin Xiangru and Li Jian, should have completely held the power of the country. King Zhao is probably going to be completely undermined."

While saying that Lu Buwei did not forget to secretly observe Zhao Ji's expression with his own light.

After hearing the news, the frost on Zhao Ji's pretty face quickly faded away, replaced by a few smiles.

This woman...

Lu Buwei muttered in his heart and began to think of some things.

Could it be that she and Li Jian...

Ying Zichu's voice rang again.

"Mr. Lu, I'm back!"

"Hey, madam, why are you still here?"

Zhao Ji stood up, stepped forward affectionately, held Ying Zichu's arm, and spoke tenderly.

"I'm waiting for my husband to come back-"

When Ying Zichu heard this, he lost half his bones and laughed.

"Madam, go back to the room and wait for me for a while. I will discuss something with Mr. Lu first."

After Zhao Ji left, Ying Zichu grabbed Lu Buwei's hand and said with a smile:

"Mr. Lu, the managers came to report two days ago, saying that we made at least one million in the cloth business last month!"

Ying Zichu's face was shining with a desire for money.

There is no way, this Wang Taisun is used to being poor.

Those years of poor and destitute life in Handan left a huge shadow on Ying Zichu's heart.

In this life, Ying Zichu doesn't want to repeat such an experience again.

The desire for money is also deeply rooted in Ying Zichu's heart.

Lu Buwei coughed and said softly:

"Your Highness the Grand Prince, let the people below handle this business."

"Your Highness has a noble status, so there is no need to..."

Ying Zichu directly interrupted Lu Buwei's words.

"What's the word? What's the word?"

"Of course my money must be watched by me, no one can get involved."

Lu Buwei was speechless.

As a retainer, Lu Buwei certainly did not dare to disobey Ying Zichu's orders.

Ying Zichu reminded:

"The managers said that the biggest problem now is that there are too few goods."

"The people who were in charge of purchasing goods before were your connections? Hurry up and contact them and ask them to increase the quantity of purchasing goods.

Lu Buwei took a deep breath and couldn't help but remind Ying Zichu:

"Prince, our largest supply is Zhao State."

Ying Zichu said angrily:

"Of course I know it's Zhao State, but so what?"

"War is about war, purchase is about purchase."

"You just need to let the people from Zhao State transport things to the border of Hedong County. I will ask someone to arrange for them to enter the territory of Daqin and arrive all the way to Xianyang City."

Qin is a country ruled by law, but what stands at the top of Qin's legal system is not the highest law, but the King of Qin.

In the final analysis, it is still man-rule.

Since it is ruled by man, as the next generation of Qin King of Qin, Ying Zichu has too many "people" to help.

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly and said:

"Son of the Prince, have you both given you some land for land and land?"

"As long as we manage well and let the tenants work carefully, we can still have a stable income."

Ying Zichu waved his hand impatiently and said:

"What's the use of just those thousands of acres of land?"

"Yesterday, the young master of Yangquanjun's family came to show off to me, saying that it was his new war horse, and each horse costs 700,000 yuan!"

"Tell me, when will I get those mud legs planted 700,000 yuan?"

This sentence directly blocked Lu Buwei.

After a moment of silence, Lu Buwei bowed and said:

"I understand the meaning of the prince and grandson. I will immediately send someone to send a message to Handan."

"I'm just a little worried. If I were found by the Tingwei..."

Ying Zichu said indifferently:

"So what if I found out? I just made some money for myself, and I didn't have the wealth of Mo Daqin!"

"Even if my father knows, he won't do anything to me."

Seeing Ying Zichu's attitude, Lu Buwei had nothing to say, and left after a timid affair.

Walking out of the door of Ying Zichu's house, Lu Buwei couldn't help but shake his head gently.

The reason why I fell in love with Ying Zichu at the beginning was that I thought Ying Zichu was a simple-minded person, and he valued feelings and was easy to control.
To be continued...