Chapter 178 Bringing the Prophet

Zilanxuan.

The summer night sky is quiet and beautiful, shining with stars, which makes people nostalgic.

Zi Nu looked at the sky, her beautiful eyes like gems with an intoxicating luster.

Worry adds a different flavor to this beauty.

"Why are you acting like a Wang Fu Shi?"

No matter how the outside world changes, it cannot affect Zilanxuan's intoxicating night. Wei Zhuang held the sword. After he had just returned to Guanzhong, he came to Zilanxuan and saw Zinu looking at the stars through the window.

Looking at Wei Zhuang, it was as if the sculpture-like Zi Nu had finally come to life. She pulled Wei Zhuang who was sitting in front of the table about to drink, with a bit of eagerness on her face.

"How is he?"

"Corruption, the evidence is conclusive."

Wei Zhuang looked a little relaxed. He stopped with his hand half raised and looked at Zi Nu.

"Are you worried about him?"

Zi Nu never reveals her emotions easily, but now she seems to have lost her sense of control.

"What will happen to him?"

Wei Zhuang shook his head and said.

"It's hard to say! Things like this can be big or small. It's no longer a simple corruption case. It depends on what the big shots above are going to do."

The wine bottle was placed on his lips, and a smile suddenly appeared on Wei Zhuang's face.

"How could Zhao Shuang make such a low-level mistake? I'm afraid there's something very interesting behind this incident!"

Unlike Wei Zhuang, Zi Nu didn't care about this matter at all and murmured.

"I don't know if he can get used to the food, will it be cold at night, and will he be able to bear the dampness?"

Wei Zhuang looked at Zi Nu, with confusion on his face.

"What are you talking about? Where do you think Zhao Shuang is now?"

"Isn't he in jail?"

Wei Zhuang smiled and looked at Zi Nu, who had a sullen look on her face, and became serious.

"His current situation may be a bit far from what you imagined."

"I'm holding a steamed bun in my hand, but there's no oil in the dish!"

I don’t know why, in this situation, Zhao Shuang sang out unknowingly.

Although he was eating chicken, duck and fish on the table, living in a large courtyard with an artificial lake of more than 1,000 square meters, and watching the singers dancing in the hall, all this was not what Zhao Shuang wanted.

There was some resentment on his face, and the official standing next to him bowed with a smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied with the little arrangement? You also know that this dancer was found temporarily and should not be too ostentatious. Her skills and beauty are a bit lacking."

"I just felt sad for a moment. I thought of Wu Zixu, Qu Yuan, and the cold river at that time."

"At that time?"

"That time, that time, exactly this moment!"

As he was talking, Zhao Shuang stood up, bowed to the north, and shouted loudly.

"I am wronged!"

What injustice?

The official standing aside slandered, you have embezzled so much money, how can you compare with Qu Yuan and Wu Zixu?

"Hanyang Jun is really in a good mood."

A steady and powerful voice came, and the official's expression changed drastically. He waved his hand and the dancer retreated.

"Changping-kun!"

"Get down!"

Lord Changping scolded him lightly, and the official immediately ran out as if he had been pardoned.

Zhao Shuang stood up and waved his hand to his cheap father-in-law without maintaining due respect.

"sit!"

The punishment is not as good as that of an official, and the courtesy is not as good as that of a common man.

Ever since the Emperor of Zhou enfeoffed the princes, this has been an iron law prevailing in the world. However, with the changes in the world and the rise of Legalism, this iron law is no longer as iron-clad as before.

There are complex factions within Legalism, the most obvious ones being the Qin and Jin Legalists and the Qi Legalists.

Legalists of the Qin and Jin Dynasties advocated that regardless of superiority or inferiority, one should always adhere to the law; Legalists of the Qi believed that the country should be governed by law and taught at the same time.

The two schools are the mainstream of Legalism today, but they have not yet been able to distinguish between superior and inferior, and perhaps they will never be able to distinguish between superior and inferior.

The state of Qin respected Legalist doctrine, but it used more than just Legalist methods.

Lord Changping carries the style of an old-school aristocrat and doesn't feel anything wrong with Zhao Shuang's current situation. At most, he feels that it's a bit arrogant.

"Lu Buwei is really nice to you!"

"Changping-kun didn't just come here to express his feelings, right?"

Zhao Shuang seemed to feel a little hungry, so he took a chicken leg and started eating.

From Chang Pingjun's point of view, Zhao Shuang does not have the etiquette and temperament that a noble should have, but he is actually one of them.

"Is it worth giving up a great future to work for Lu Buwei?"

Zhao Shuang didn't seem to take it seriously at all, because for the nobles, there was a way to pay for the crime.

"It's just that Lu Buwei wants you to die. Do you think you can live? At today's court meeting, the Internal Affairs Bureau and the Zhongdafu ordered Qi and other officials to state your crimes and beat you into an unpardonable person. Put you to death."

Zhao Shuang glanced at Changping Jun and saw that his face was calm, but he burst into laughter.

"Changping-kun, don't you think it's redundant that you are still playing these alienating tricks at your age?"

Zhao Shuang's laughter made Chang Pingjun's expression change, and he became a little gloomy.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Everyone thought that officials such as Nei Shi Si and Zhong Dafu Ling Qi belonged to the faction of Lu Buwei and Empress Zhao. But people at the top of Qin's power, such as Lord Changping, knew the slight difference.

To be precise, these people are from Empress Zhao's faction, not Lu Buwei's faction. In other words, it was not Lu Buwei who wanted to kill Zhao Shuang in the court.

But what puzzled Mr. Changping the most was that Zhao Shuang was now guilty, and Lu Buwei actually pushed such an important chess piece into his hand instead of grabbing it himself.

Let the monarch of Changping try his son-in-law's corruption case. No matter how you look at it, there are big pitfalls in it.

But Chang Pingjun couldn't grasp the mystery.

"I am wronged!"

Zhao Shuang's answer made Changping Jun a little angry, and he waved his hand.

"You and I are both sensible people, so you should save these empty words to talk to others!"

"Above the court, the person who really wants to kill me is Lao Ai, who is behind the Imperial Palace and the Imperial Palace. Lu Buwei didn't say anything because he wasn't sure if I had a way to escape, and Chang Pingjun didn't say anything because he was disdainful. Beat up the drowned dog."

For Zhao Shuang, who was in a difficult situation at the moment, the situation above the court seemed to be happening with his own eyes.

With a smile on his face, Lord Changping took another look at his cheap son-in-law.

"First of all, in the vast land of Guanzhong and even the entire Qin State, there will be a wave of huge storms brewing, which is enough to overturn everything in front of us."

Changping Jun looked at Zhao Shuang with a look of surprise on his face.

"I didn't expect Lord Hanyang to be interested in the art of prophecy."

Changping Jun looked at the nonsense boy in front of him and felt that he might not get any useful information today.

"Master Hanyang, think about it carefully. In the current situation, who should we cooperate with to find a way out? I am not in a hurry. I will wait until you have figured it out."

Zhao Shuang raised the wine bottle and drank.

"We'll see you soon."

Ruo's profound words left a strange feeling lingering in Mr. Changping's heart.