Daqin: My weak and virtuous minister

Zhang Yuanqing just smiled at the call for talents issued by Zhang Sheng.

With the situation in Korea, you are still looking for talents?

Since ancient times, wise rulers have been paired with virtuous ministers. If you don’t even have a wise ruler, how can virtuous ministers come?

Those who went there were mediocre.

Xinzheng

"What do you think of these two orders seeking talents?"

When Chen Yan heard this, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

Since he became the Prime Minister's retainer, he has never been valued. Only Dongping caught the Prime Minister's eye.

After repeated setbacks, although I am unwilling to accept it, I can only sigh that I am unlucky.

Now it seems that Zhang Sheng is also planning to reuse Dongping, so Chen Yan is even more reluctant to speak.

Seeing everyone talking about Zhang Yuanqing with righteous indignation, Chen Yan felt amused.

When it was finally over, Chen Yan walked out with the others and returned to his residence.

Looking at the place where he had lived for more than four years, Chen Yan suddenly felt a little funny.

"Ha ha ha ha"

He laughed heartily, as if releasing all the depression that had been pent up in his chest.

"Since you don't need me, I'll find another place to go."

As he spoke, he bowed in the direction of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhao Guo

Dun Ruo went all the way to Handan, the capital of Zhao State.

After resting for a few days, Dun Ruo began to contact Zhao State's Prime Minister Guo Kai.

Guo Kai grew up with King Yan of Zhao and was deeply trusted by him.

"Sir, you have come to Zhao State, but do you wish to see the King?"

Guo Kai sipped the wine and enjoyed the song and dance arranged by Dun Ruo. He was in a good mood and was very friendly towards Dun Ruo.

"Prime Minister, you are joking. I came to Handan not to seek an audience with the King of Zhao, but to see you, Prime Minister."

Dunruo filled the glass with wine and toasted Guo Kai while speaking.

Being respected so much by the Qin State's prime minister, Guo Kai naturally drank two more cups, with a slight blush on his face.

"Oh? What do you want from me, Prime Minister?"

"I have found something incredibly exquisite. Knowing that the Prime Minister has always had very high standards, I would like to ask for your approval."

Hearing this, Guo Kai did not take it seriously. As the prime minister of a country, he had seen all kinds of treasures, but he still nodded in agreement.

With a wave of his hand, the singers left one after another.

Two soldiers came in carrying a large box and placed it carefully on the ground.

"Open."

When the box was opened, it was found to be padded with fine white fur. A half-human-tall, stunningly beautiful woman made of glass stood quietly in the box. Her face was extremely delicate, and every detail was meticulously carved. Her eyebrows, eyes, and lips all displayed unparalleled beauty.

Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, gently brushing against her fair skin. A faint light shimmered between the strands, like fallen stars. Her eyes were deep and mysterious, revealing an indescribable charm that drew one in.

She has a perfect figure, with curvaceous curves. Her slender waist and long legs showcase the softness and grace of a woman. She wears a gorgeous long dress, its hem fluttering in the breeze, like a dancing fairy. The dress is inlaid with dazzling gems and exquisite patterns, shimmering with a dazzling light.

The entire Liuli Beauty exudes an otherworldly aura, as if she doesn't belong to this world. Her presence is awe-inspiring, as if she were a precious work of art. Her beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in her innate nobility and mystery.

Guo Kai was stunned for a moment.

Dun Ruo waved his hand and asked the two soldiers to go down. He stood in front of the box with Guo Kai. Seeing Guo Kai's appearance, he smiled more humbly.

After a long time, Guo Kai and Dun Ruo sat down again.

"Could this thing possibly catch the Prime Minister's eye?"

"Hahaha, a rare treasure."

Guo Kai laughed heartily a few times, then looked at Dun Ruo and said, "What do you need my help with?"

"Prime Minister, Han State first sent troops to assassinate our Qin State's senior minister, and then openly assassinated our Qin State's envoy. This is why our King of Qin is angry with Han State. This time, we sent troops to attack Han State. This is just a feud between our Qin and Han States. I believe that King Zhao has no interest in intervening, right?"

Guo Kai looked at Dun Ruo, then at the beautiful woman in glazed glass, and smiled: "Of course, it's so cold today, and the soldiers also need to rest."

Hearing this, Dun Ruo cursed the villain inwardly, but his face showed no displeasure. He clapped his hands, and more soldiers came in carrying two boxes.

When the box was opened, there was a half-human-high glazed nine-story pagoda inside, and another box contained gold cakes.

Guo Kai stood up and walked forward, carefully observing the basil for a moment, then sat back down with a smile.

"I wonder if the Zhao soldiers will have to rest until after next year's harvest?"

"Of course. This year, Zhao is facing a food shortage and the people are suffering. Your Majesty feels it is not easy to launch a military campaign."

"The Prime Minister is indeed trusted by King Zhao." As he said this, Dun Ruo filled the glass with wine again and toasted Guo Kai.

Guo Kai also raised his glass and drank together.

Soon Guo Kai left with his things, and a little later, Dun Ruo also left quietly.

Zhangtai Palace

"Your Majesty, a letter from the eldest son."

"Send it up."

Ying Zheng put down the memorial in his hand, opened the letter, and said,

Are you in good health these days? Fusu is doing well in Nanyang now. Every day, the master asks Fusu to follow General Ning Teng to handle matters. Fusu finally understands what the master means when he says that the people suffer when prosperity prevails and the people suffer when destruction prevails.

My husband is also doing well. Aside from the daily herbal remedies, he's not feeling well. The doctor said he'll stop needing them once the weather warms up. I really want winter to be over soon, because every time my husband takes his remedies, he gets upset and makes Fusu eat honey fruit. But the honey fruit is too sweet, and Fusu doesn't like it. I don't know why my husband likes these girly things.

Qingque is the same. She always prepares a plate for the gentleman, but the gentleman can’t finish it.

Today, General Ning Teng has counted the number of people and land in Nanyang, and is preparing to distribute land according to population.

Also, the gentleman recently invited a skilled farmer back. The gentleman values ​​his ability very much and plans to hand over the farming affairs in Nanyang to him.

The gentleman has also written a memorial for you, which is what Nanyang needs now. You must arrange it as soon as possible.

"This brat!" After reading the letter, Ying Zheng slammed the paper on the table.

You wrote so many words just to greet me, and yet you still want to order me around. You're getting bolder and bolder.

After calming down, Ying Zheng began to write a reply.

Is my son's food delicious?

Study hard with Zhang Qing, listen more, watch more, and do more.

Take good care of Zhang Qing's health. The weather is cold, so tell Zhang Qing to keep warm and don't be careless.

I have been doing well recently and have been teaching you brothers.

My son should not slack off in his martial arts and should ask Li Xin for advice.

"Shi Yi, pass it to Fusu on a fast horse."

"promise."

Shi Yi left quickly, and Ying Zheng began to handle government affairs in a good mood, thinking of asking Jiang Lu and others to come over and ask about their homework after he was done.

The historian recorded: In the winter of the tenth year of the reign of Qin Shi Huang, the eldest prince Fusu sent a letter from Nanyang. After reading it, the king slammed the table in anger. However, there was no anger on the king's face. Instead, he was pleased. Later, he picked up his pen and wrote a letter to the eldest prince.