On this day, Zhaodu Handan gave birth to the first first emperor in Chinese history - King Qin Sun Yingzheng. There was only Yi Ren walking alone on the empty streets of Handan. Listening to the creaking sound of snow under his feet, I felt very uncomfortable.

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The snow has stopped.

There was only one person walking alone on the empty Handan street. Hearing the crunching sound of snow under his feet, he felt very uncomfortable. He was imprisoned on death row just now, but for some unknown reason, he was released again in a daze. Didn't King Zhao want to kill himself to pay homage to the Zhao Kingdom soldiers who died in Changping Pass? Why he changed his mind again, Yiren really couldn't figure it out.

I don’t care about him, as long as I can live, don’t people often say that it is better to die than to live? Yiren was walking when he suddenly smelled the aroma of wine and food. He looked up and saw, oh, next to him was the most famous inn in Handan - the "Gentleman Haoqiu" Tavern.

Yiren stopped and took a deep breath, wanting to inhale more of the aroma of the food and wine. He hadn't smelled such an aroma for a long time, but all he breathed in was a chilling chill. The stranger shivered, wrapped up his thin clothes again and again, glanced towards the hotel, and happened to see a dog running out of the store with a bone in its mouth. He felt that he was not as good as this dog, and someone gave him a cheap bone.

The stranger sighed slightly and was about to leave. With a loud shout, a gorgeous carriage stopped beside him, the curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing a fox fur coat and a fur hat stepped out.

"Isn't this Mr. Yiren? Since you are in front of the store, why don't you go upstairs to have a few drinks?" Yiren just didn't know how to answer, and the man smiled cheerfully and said:

"I don't know the young master, but I know the young master. The young master is Sun Zhi, the king of Qin, who stayed in Zhao State. No one in Handan knows the young master's name. My name is Lu Buwei. I am a Korean. I came to Handan to do business. I am fortunate to meet you here today. Young Master, Lv Mou is lucky in his life, and it is also the fate of you and me. If you don’t abandon Lv Mou’s humble background and smell of copper, please go upstairs and have a drink. "

" This——Brother Lu is too polite. , How can a foreigner be so downtrodden that Brother Lu doesn't dislike him so much? He already feels like an old friend at first sight, no matter how high or low his family background is. "Master, please invite me!"

Lu Buwei is a regular customer here. As soon as the two of them went upstairs, the waiter came up to them and took them to a luxurious dining room. He seated the two of them and made tea while asking:

"Boss Lu, just tell me what dishes and drinks you want, little one." Must be well taken care of. "Today I am lucky enough to meet a stranger. Of course I want the best food and the best wine." "

The food and wine were served. Lu Buwei just took a few symbolic bites, but Yiren didn't care about his dignity and ate hungrily. Since he left Qin Kingdom ten years ago, he has never had such good food and wine. Ever since he was held hostage by his grandfather King Qin Zhao in Zhao State, the relationship between Qin and Zhao has been at odds for more than ten years. One can imagine his situation. In the past, King Zhao Xiaocheng occasionally entertained him a few times. Since the war in Changping, almost all the daily supplies of Yiren have been cut off. He lives by selling off the utensils in his residence, and he is no different from a beggar living on the streets. Seeing that the foreigner had almost finished eating, Lu Buwei smiled faintly, raised his glass and said: "In order to help Mr. Yiren drink, I asked the shopkeeper to invite a singer. I wonder if the young master is so elegant?"

Lu Buwei said, patted three times, and a beauty came in. Accompanied by the melodious music of the piano, he sang softly:

There is a pivot in the mountain, and an elm in the sky.

If you have clothes, you can't drag yourself around. I have chariots and horses, and they are not driven at all. Even if he is dead, others will be happy. There are castanopsis in the mountains, and there are trees in the mountains.

The son has a court, and he can't sweep away. There are bells and drums, but there are no drums and no tests. Even if he dies, others will protect him. The mountains are lacquered and the earth is covered with chestnuts.

If you have wine and food, why don't you play the harp and play the harp in the sun? And you will be happy twice, and you will live forever. Just as he was dead, others entered the house.

In this soothing and intoxicating music, the strange man seemed to be on the street of the old capital Xianyang , riding a gorgeous carriage towards the palace he yearned for. The bells and drums rang, and the rich clothes and delicious food flew towards him one after another. What's more, this song was sung in the minor tune of Qin State. How could it not arouse Yi Ren's thoughts on his homeland and his yearning for a beautiful palace life? Then everything should be his!

Yi Ren held a wine glass in his hand and started crying.

When Yiren is in a stable mood, Lu Buwei signaled the singer to retreat, and said seriously: "The young master's home country is becoming increasingly powerful, and he is in a strong way to annex the six kingdoms to unify the jade. I wonder what plans do you have for your future?"

Yiren smiled sadly, "The future? That is the future of Qin, the future of An Guojun. Maybe one day I will become a pig and sheep for Zhao's flag sacrifice, so what will happen to you? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!" "Young Master is right. Judging from the current situation, maybe the young master will become a sacrifice one day, but why should you be content with the status quo? Why don't you rise up? Strive to get back everything you deserve? You are the young master of Qin, and maybe you can become the monarch of the powerful Qin State in the future? Didn’t your son think about being a monarch?"