In Daliang, the capital of Wei State, all the soldiers guarding the gate of the Wei Palace had fallen down, and the blood was diluted by the night rain. Qin Ruishi skillfully cleaned the corpse, while the heavy gate of the palace was open. Lu Buwei stood in front of the door with an umbrella. He raised his head and seemed to feel something, and then swayed his sleeves and walked into the Wei Palace.

All the sentry posts on both sides were silently cleared by Qin Ruishi, and there was no sound in the entire Wei Palace.

Lu Buwei walked along the palace road as if no one was around the palace.

"Bang!"

The door of the bedroom was kicked open directly, and the King of Wei suddenly woke up from his sleep. Through the sleeping curtain, King of Wei could clearly see a person at the door of the bedroom. The dim moonlight shone on him through the clouds, and the long wind blew out the lights on both sides.

"who?"

The King of Wei's voice was filled with panic.

"The King of Wei is fine, and I am so rude to visit him late at night."

The figure at the gate arched gently, and the familiar voice stunned King Wei for a moment.

"Lu Buwei, you are bold."

The roar of the King of Wei echoed in the bedroom, with indescribable anger.

Lu Buwei smiled.

"The original prince is never brave enough. For example, the original prince never dares to disobey the King of Qin and the Prince of Qin, but the King of Wei is very brave enough."

After pausing, Lu Buwei's voice became louder, with a questioning tone.

"The King of Wei dares to disobey the King of Qin, and dares to disobey the Prince's intention."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you want to do?"

The cold wind whistled from the gate, making King Wei unable to help but get goose bumps all over his body, and at the same time, the first awakening blur faded away for several points, and he began to panic.

Lu Buwei smiled again, he raised his head and looked directly at the emperor.

"Come and invite the King of Wei to see Xinlingjun."

The cold wind entered the royal court, and an oil lamp finally came to an end.

It's like a hundred-foot tree dying overnight.

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To the north of the Wei Kingdom, the place where Qin and Wei ties intersected, the coalition of princes has been stationed here for several months, living a very peaceful life without wind or waves.

But recently, a guest came to break the initial calm.

In the camp, Wei Xinling Jun Wei Wuji was on the throne, with Zhao general Li Mu on the left and Zhao general Lian Po on the right. There were dozens of people standing in turn, and Zhao general Han, Chu, Yan and Qi princes, and the ministers of Zhao, Wei, Han, Chu, Yan and Qi princes.

Lu Buwei was only one, but he was not at all cowardly. He was wearing black clothes, as if this was his home court.

A strong country makes it stronger, and the power of Qin allows Lu Buwei to stand here fearlessly and look down on the princes.

"Lu Xiang, what's the purpose of coming?"

Wei Wuji had already guessed something in his heart, but he was still a little uncertain, but when Lu Buwei came to the camp, this feeling became more and more obvious.

“Send a letter.”

Lu Buwei smiled.

"Prince Zheng sent me to send a letter to Xinlingjun, a letter that determines the fate of millions of coalition forces and the Central Plains."

"Prince Zheng is very sincere. Please don't refuse Xinlingjun."

Lu Buwei took out a letter from his sleeve and raised his hands on his chest. He was Qin's prime minister, so he didn't have to be too polite about his status.

Wei Wuji took a deep breath, and he walked off the handsome seat, took the letter, and after opening the letter, he was stunned, like a deflated ball, and like a prisoner waiting for the judgment he should have, which is liberation and judgment.

"Thank you for me, Prince Zheng. Ten days later, the coalition forces can be taken over by the Qin army. At this point, the Central Plains will be united again. I hope the prince can treat the remaining people of all countries well."

Wei Wuji's voice was a little low and hoarse, but it was extremely clear.

"What?"

"What is written on it, how can it be done?"

"Your Majesty, this is no joke."

"I, Zhao State, do not agree. Xinling Jun still remembers that this is a coalition of princes, not a hall of words."

"Xinling Jun, I originally thought you were the number one person west of Wushan. I didn't want to, just a letter would make you surrender to Qin."

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As Xinling Jun Wei Wuji said this, the entire camp became chaotic, and everyone spoke, cursing or questioning, and the entire camp was in chaos.

Only Lu Buwei, who was standing in the middle of the tent, raised his hand, bowed, and said, "All the people of the Central Aboriginal Empire will think of the good of Xinling Lord. This is great compassion."

Lu Buwei is a hero, but he also has self-knowledge. No matter who sits in Wei Wuji's position, he will not do better, because his opponent is Ying Zheng, the will of the lord of the Taiyin Academy.

"Please rest assured that Mr. Xinling, the young master will definitely make the prosperity of the Xia Dynasty like a great sun."

"Lu Buwei surrenders, see you ten days later."

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The only one among the princes was not tense. The King of Chu did not fall asleep. At night, he lit the lamp and looked at the letter in his hand. The words on it were so clear.

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Thousands of words were sprinkled in the letter, but the fine brushwork was gone, and it was already sloppy. It can be seen that the person who wrote the brush was excited and could not control himself.

Tears can be seen faintly on the white paper.

"Chunshenjun, I believe in you."

The King of Chu put down the letter in his hand and sighed. He was also a proton in the past, and was exchanged for his life from Qin by Chunshenjun. Otherwise, he would never have inherited the throne of Chu. He trusted his minister who was both a teacher and a friend.

Moreover, since Chunshen Jun entered the Taiyin Academy of Qin, they communicated almost every fifteen days. Every fifteen days, Huang Xie would inform the King of Chu of what he saw and heard in the Taiyin Academy, and expressed his feelings.

At the beginning, Chunshenjun said that the situation was very serious, but as long as you could see the Spring and Autumn Immortals, everything was hopeful. But as time went by, Chunshenjun felt weaker, and the King of Chu felt deeply.

He didn't blame Chunshenjun, he was just wondering if Chiyou was so powerless in the past.

"Maybe this is fate!"

The King of Chu looked up, his gaze penetrated through the gate, penetrated the entire Chu Palace, and seemed to see the land of Chu, a land full of stories and scars of time.

The State of Chu has been established for seven hundred years. The Xiong family was once the most capable person on this land who can end the troubled times. What can you do?

"It's over!"

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In Xianyang, Ying Zheng held the candle and felt something. He raised his head and shook his head.

"I always feel that someone is talking about politics."

"Maybe it's the master!"

"Calculate the time, master, I should be back."
Chapter completed!