The higher the official, the more afraid of death. If you have to beware of assassins at all times, then it will be endless.

To a certain extent, this should be regarded as the tacit understanding of the leadership of the seven elites of the Warring States Period.

Of course, as long as you spend money to find a novelist with better writing skills, it will become a "noble demeanor" that people talk about.

Of course, aristocratic demeanor is a very polite behavior. The only problem is that no matter which era or country, the nobles are unwilling to use their true demeanor to treat civilians.

Li Jian withdrew his thoughts from drinking and said to Fan Sui in front of him:

"It's not too early, and it's time for Li Jian to say goodbye."

Fan Sui nodded and smiled:

"I'm really drunk, so I won't give it to you today."

"By the way, there's something to give you."

Fan Sui ordered someone to bring a scroll and put it in front of Li Jian.

"Is this?" Li Jian asked a question.

Fan Sui said with a smile:

"This is our king's handwritten handwritten letter, indicating that I want to hand it over to Dr. Li in person."

Li Jian was quite surprised:

"The Qin King's handwritten handwritten letter? Or is it for me?"

Fan Sui stuffed the scroll into Li Jian's hand.

"Let's take a look when you get home. Don't worry, there is no poison on it."

Li Jian did not take Fan Sui's last joke to heart.

Before leaving, Li Jian suddenly turned around.

"Today I have received advice from you, and Li Jian also wants to give it back."

Fan Sui's eyes lit up:

"Oh? Please tell me directly."

Li Jiandao:

"As the saying goes, "The birds are all good at hiding the bow, and the cunning rabbits are dead and the lackeys are cooked."

"The King of Qin is violent by nature, and he rarely ends up as a minister under his command."

"If one day you should be desperate, please come to Handan and Li Jian will definitely sweep the bed and treat you."

Fan Sui was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

"Go, go!"

Amid Fan Sui's laughter, Li Jian bowed and left.

As soon as Li Jian left, Yang Quanjun's fat figure appeared in the pavilion like a ghost.

"How?" Yang Quanjun asked.

Fan Sui touched his beard and said slowly:

"If nothing unexpected happens in the future, he will be the candidate for Zhao Guoxiangbang."

Yang Quanjun was stunned for a moment and then said:

"Then why not..."

Fan Sui interrupted Yang Quanjun:

"I have some things to consider, so I won't do anything to Yang Quanjun."

After saying that, Fan Sui stood up and swayed back to the house.

Yang Quanjun stared at Fan Sui's back, then snorted lightly after a moment, and went back to the house.

Another gust of wind blew, and the pavilion was lonely and without a trace, as if it had never happened tonight.

Li Jian returned to his study room.

Looking at the scroll in front of him, Li Jian hesitated for a moment and carefully disassembled the scroll.

After spreading it out, Li Jian found that the scroll was actually a letter.

No, it should be said that the horizontal draft is more appropriate, because only four words are written on it.

"The destiny is in Qin!"

King Yingji of Qin was quite good at calligraphy. The four Qin seal characters had the feeling of silver hooks and iron paintings, and their momentum was vividly displayed on paper.

Li Jian stared at the scroll in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Why did the King of Qin ask Fan Sui to send this scroll?

For some reason, Li Jian was always a little uneasy, feeling that the King of Qin seemed to have learned some secrets about Li Jian.

Did you miss any details you shouldn't have missed?

After a long time, Li Jian took out a seal from under the table and covered it with a bang on the lower right corner of the scroll.

The red letters on the seal appear.

"The Li family of the Zhao State's State of Handan established the seal and collection."

Li Jian put his hands on his hips and breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction.
Chapter completed!