Thousand-year-old family: its rise began with Shang Yang’s reforms

Chapter 101 An Guojun [Second update, please read and collect]

Not only Meng Ke speculated like this, but most famous people in the world were speculating whether greater storms and turmoil were coming.

What kind of alliance was reached between the seven countries?
  No one knows this.

All the kings seemed to have become close brothers in an instant, and everyone ignored the speculations of the people in the world.

Peace seems to last for a long time.

In the winter of the third year of King Huiwen's reign (317 BC), Qin, Zhao, and Yan all fought long-lasting wars with the barbarians.

The result of the war was naturally that many countries in the Central Plains won.

In other words, at this stage, the barbarians had almost no chance of winning.

Even though the Yan State could not be considered a powerful country in the Central Plains at this time, and its strength could only be considered middle-low among the seven major countries in the Central Plains, it was still hammering the barbarians' heads.

As for Zhao State, due to some reasons, King Zhao Wuling has not been able to take charge of the government personally.

The replacement of kings in the Seven Kingdoms seems to be quite frequent, which also makes all the kings subconsciously care about their own health.

After all, who wants to die after being the king for only a few years?

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King Zhou Shenliang coughed a few times, his handkerchief was stained with a little red, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

From his great ambitions when he took the throne to the fact that he still cannot prevent Bangzhou's collapse two years later, he seems to have exhausted all his efforts.

He actually knew that Bangzhou's collapse was not actually his responsibility, and it was something he could not stop, but in his heart he just couldn't get over this hurdle of his own, which was an extremely remorseful thing for him.

The sound of chimes sounded leisurely in his ears, but King Zhou Shenliang could no longer concentrate on listening to this leisurely music.

"Isn't the destiny not in my country?"

Before King Zhou Shenliang finished speaking, tears were already falling from the corners of his eyes, staining his robes, making them look a little moist.

He looked towards the distant west, and it seemed that he could see a certain country in the west through the layers of void, as well as the King of Qin sitting on the throne.

"First it was Shang Yang's reform, then Xiaogong, and then the current King of Qin, Chen Ye, Chen Shen, and Chen Zhan. Why is Qin's fortune so prosperous?"

King Zhou Shenliang was very angry inside, bubbling like boiling hot water.

He held his hands tightly, and blood flowed from his palms.

"Can I find a way to stop Qin?"

At this time, King Zhou Shenliang fell into an emotional blind spot. He didn't care about so much, he just wanted to hinder the development of Qin State so as to make himself feel better.

He placed all the blame on Qin, so that he could minimize his own blame.

Can.
  The rise of Qin is like the dawn of the sun.

At this time, how could Bangzhou still have the ability to stop Qin?

When the servants around heard King Zhou Shenliang's soliloquy, their hearts jumped. They all knew why the good times in recent years had come and who gave them to them.

Is it Emperor Zhou?

No, it's not.

It's the state of Qin.

Emperor Zhou could no longer afford the expenses of these chamberlains, and he could not even support himself. If Qin had not taken the lead in resuming tribute, I am afraid that the last dignity of Emperor Zhou would have disappeared.

How could the emperor be dissatisfied with such a Qin country?

So, some people began to secretly report the news to Qin. They wanted to let Qin know the news. Even if they could not go to Qin in the end, it would be good if the King of Qin could give themselves a way to survive for the sake of reporting the news.

Of course, they never thought about continuing to serve King Qin.

Because these people themselves know that those who betray their trust cannot gain the trust of the next monarch. There is no shame in the hearts of these people who serve.

A ship is about to capsize, isn't it best to leave it?
  Rites and music have long since collapsed.

How can there be so many people who can still adhere to "faith" and "propriety"?

Letters came out from Gong one after another, and quietly came to the State of Qin, to Xianyang City, and to Ying Si's desk.

Ying Si looked at the letter in front of him, and after reading it carefully, he couldn't help but sigh.

He held Ying Ji in his arms and whispered, "Ji'er, just wait and see."

There was a hint of sarcasm in Ying Si's voice: "In this world, there will never be a shortage of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves to feed."

Ying Ji in his arms was babbling nonsense, as if he was talking about something.

Ying Ji is not the only son of Ying Si, but Ying Ji must be the most favored one.

After all, the only child who could be held by Ying Si to handle government affairs was Ying Ji.

Putting these letters aside casually and looking at the child in her arms, Ying Si couldn't help but have another idea in her mind. Maybe she could find a reading companion for her son?
  He couldn't help but touch his chin.

There seemed to be one person who was a good fit.

That child is about five or six years older than Ying Ji, and he is already very smart. Although this person's status cannot be said to be equal to his own child, it is not much lower.

In terms of blood relationship, that child is considered his nephew.

Thinking of this, Ying Si smiled and looked at the toddler in his arms: "Ji'er, how about I find you an older brother to be your playmate?"

Although the two-year-old child can already speak gibberish, it is obvious that he cannot understand such a long and complicated speech, let alone answer it.

Ying Si himself was like a child, smiling and saying: "Since Ji'er doesn't object, does that mean he agrees?"

He smiled and touched his chin: "Nothing."

"How to convince the teacher?"

Ying Si thought about it and finally decided not to talk to the teacher. After all, the teacher was not in good health recently. If he bothered the teacher with such a trivial matter, he would definitely be scolded by the teacher.

He was definitely not afraid that the teacher would feel sorry for his grandson and would not agree.

It's definitely not fear of retaliation from the teacher.

Not because he is Chen Shen's uncle, so he is not afraid of the "nephew"'s revenge.

More importantly, it's not like bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

There was absolutely no intention of abducting the eldest grandson of the "third generation of the Chen family" who had already gained initial fame in Xianyang City and was praised by everyone to protect his son.

Ying Si felt a little guilty.

After making up his mind, he turned his head and looked at the chamberlain beside him: "Draft an edict for me."

"Cheng Ye, the king, the country's minister, Chehou Chen Ye, has outstanding merits, and is given the title of "Anguo". Is it a city? Let's add [-] households."

After doing this, Ying Si breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now the teacher can't cause trouble for me, right?"

Chen Fu
  Chen Zhao was sitting in the study, and his little one suddenly sneezed two or three times in succession.

He rubbed his nose a little.

"what happened?"

"Is it possible that someone is talking about me behind my back?"

(End of this chapter)