In the room, Ying Zheng's expression did not change. He did not even raise his head as he calmly flipped through the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lu Clan.
Outside the room, the hanger-ons led by Sima Kong knelt on the ground, begging Ying Zheng for mercy.
Pardon…a book.
Dun Ruo stood at the side with his sword in his hand, quietly watching this scene.
Apart from the sound of Ying Zheng flipping through the bamboo slips, there was no other sound in the surroundings.
Lu Buwei's mood was like the bleak autumn wind.
After a long while, Ying Zheng's voice finally rang out,
"Am I really that cruel?"
"So cruel that you think that it can't even accommodate a book, huh?”
"I dare not." Lu Buwei's heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly said.
" I don't dare..." Ying Zheng sighed softly and placed the bamboo slip on the table.
"Marquis Wenxin, get up."
"I didn't come here to kill you.”
"Destroying the book is even more nonsense.”
"You guys are thinking too much."
"Your Majesty's great kindness is something this old subject will never forget.”
Lu Buwei thanked him and stood up. He didn't dare to be careless and remained respectful.
Ever since the day Ying Zheng launched an attack, Lu Buwei had found that he could not understand the other party.
Now, he did not believe a single word Ying Zheng said.
"Ha…"
Ying Zheng did not comment on Lu Buwei's performance.
However, the killing intent in his heart was indeed gone.
In fact, until just now, Ying Zheng had not made up his mind on how to deal with Lu Buwei.
In this coup, Lu Buwei did not say a word, nor did he resist, allowing Ying Zheng to do whatever he wanted.
That was why Ying Zheng was able to reorganize the civil and military officials within such a short period of time and take control of the entire Great Qin Empire.
Compared to Lao Ai, Lu Buwei had contributed greatly to Great Qin.
For various reasons, Ying Zheng loved and hated him.
He came here today to end this.
As long as Lu Buwei had the slightest intention of disobeying him, he would kill him without mercy.
What a pity…
However, this was also good.
"I came here today because I was afraid that you would overthink things.”
"Marquis Wenxin has worked hard and made great contributions. Although our political views are different, we have not reached the point where we will not rest until one of us dies.”
"I won't pursue the matter of the past. Marquis Wenxin, take care of yourself.”
Ying Zheng patted Lu Buwei's shoulder and took the lead to walk out.
"Old subject, respectfully send the king off."
Lu Buwei took a deep breath. With a complicated expression, he cupped his hands and bowed to Ying Zheng's back.
At this moment, he had mixed feelings, and he truly felt unfamiliar with Ying Zheng.
"This, perhaps this is the change of sitting in that seat.”
"The child from back then has already grown into an unfathomable ruler of a generation.”
"Your Majesty, your choice back then was correct…"
Ying Zheng walked out of the room and looked at Sima Kong, who was standing in the crowd.
This person had a striking temperament and was gentle and refined. Even among Lu Buwei's henchmen, he stood out like a crane among chickens.
"You were the one who asked for orders first. What's your name?”Ying Zheng asked with great interest.
"Your Majesty, I am Sima Kong.”Sima Kong said to Ying Zheng respectfully, calm and composed.
"It's you."
"You were the one who compiled the Lu Family Spring and Autumn Annals. Are you a Daoist?”
"No, this commoner was born poor and learned whatever he could. Thanks to Marquis Wenxin's love, he had the opportunity to compile the Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lu family.”Sima Kong said.
Ying Zheng nodded." He's learned from hundreds of schools.”
"You're not bad. I'll give you a mission.”
"It's just nice that you have an understanding of the Hundred Schools of Knowledge, so you won't bury talents.”
After saying that, he left without caring about Sima Kong's reaction.
"This, Lord Marquis…"
Sima Kong looked at Lu Buwei in shock, not knowing what to feel.
He had thought that he would definitely die today. He did not expect that not only did he not have to go, but he was also entrusted with an important task.
The Recruitment Hall was the first royal order issued by the King of Qin after he took over the government, which was enough to show how important it was to the King.
Letting him guard this place was simply ascending to the heavens in a single step.
After all, every talent who walked out of the Recruitment Hall could be said to have a discerning eye.
This was a natural treasure land in officialdom.
"Go. Not only Sima Kong, but all of you are the same. You don't have to guard an old man.”
"The Qin country is currently in a state of chaos, and it is time for you to do your best.”Lu Buwei said in a deep voice.
"This, this subordinate thanks Lord Marquis."
……
Just as Sima Kong had expected, the Recruitment Hall was bustling with activity.
Different from the ordinary Talent-Seeking Medallion, Ying Zheng himself had already demonstrated his ability to the world.
In this era, the monarch chose his subjects, and the subjects also chose their monarch.
Only by serving a wise and mighty king could he live up to his ten years of hard work and his talents.
Moreover, the Qin Country was the most powerful country in the world.
What was there to hesitate about?
Therefore, after the recruitment order was issued, the scholars all over the world became restless and headed to Xianyang from all directions.
In the Recruitment Hall.
Sima Kong sat in the main hall and could not help but look at the white-robed man who was meditating with his eyes closed.
His face was as fair as jade, and he wore a snow-white robe. His eyes were bright and piercing, like two cold stars.
Her entire person was pure and otherworldly, like a banished immortal who had descended into the world, white and flawless.
His temperament was very special, different from anyone Sima Kong had seen.
It was like…a sword.
Yes, it was a sword.
"Ye Gucheng…"
Sima Kong muttered the man's name in his heart.
Ye Gucheng was also sent here by His Majesty.
However, unlike him, the other party's mission was to prohibit others from causing trouble in the Recruitment Hall.
"A pure swordsman." Sima Kong sighed in his heart.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Sima Kong's heart skipped a beat.
It had changed.
Ye Gucheng's aura surged out like an unsheathed sword, ready to reap lives at any moment.
He opened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the Recruitment Hall.
Following Ye Gucheng's gaze, Sima Kong saw a young man.
He held a long sword in his hand, wore a bamboo hat, and wore a gray robe. His expression was gentle.
"I am Ge Nia."
The young man, Ge Nia, looked at Ye Gucheng and cupped his hands.
After he came out of the Ghost Valley, he traveled to Zhao, Wei, and Yan and made a friend.
This time, when he heard of the changes in the State of Qin and saw the recruitment order issued by the King of Qin, he came to the State of Qin.
He did not expect to see such a pure swordsman as soon as he entered the recruitment hall.
This trip was not in vain.
"Ge Nia?"
Ye Gucheng's expression turned serious, and the sword intent on his body became more and more fierce.
Even though he did not know much about this world, he had heard of this name before.
In other words, there should be no one who didn't know Swordsman.
The Sword Saint of the Warring States Period.
Throughout history, there were countless people who were called Sword Saints, but only two or three people could truly leave their names in history.
Gai Nie of the Warring States Period and Pei Min of the Tang Dynasty.
He was also known as the Sword Saint, so he naturally valued this person very much.
He was someone who had died once, and he was recruited by the First Emperor to live another life.
This time, he didn't have any distracting thoughts.
One heart, one sword.
"I am Ye Gucheng."
Ye Gucheng stood up and bowed to Ge Nia with a serious expression.
Sword Saint Ge Nia was a very good opponent.
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