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chapter 109.

In March, the grass grows and the birds fly.

The Wei State trained a winter army, but they did not expect that the first to send troops were the Qin soldiers. The Qin State took Ying Ji as the head coach, Zhao Yun as the vanguard, Bai Qi as the deputy general, and Sima Cuo as the reserve, and did not distinguish between the main and the second, to attack Wei State.

In this battle, Qin State frequently used strange tactics, and Wei State was defeated and defeated! But Qin State simply did not stop and attacked the boundaries of Wei State, burned, killed and looted. The war lasted for a year, and a large area of ​​Wei State's territory fell.

The King of Wei had no choice but to send someone to seek peace! Xianyang and Zhang Yi's mansion.

It started raining heavily in Xianyang City today.

The rain came without any warning. The sky was clear the previous second, with white clouds blooming, and the next second, it suddenly storms.

Some people say that in the Qin and Wei war, too many people died. God’s rain was to wash away the resentment of the world.

Of course, this would not work in the Qin State without ghosts and gods.

It was raining heavily.

The rich door of Zhang Yi’s mansion was closed.

But in front of his door, there was a man standing.

It was an old man who looked old and wearing a brown dress, standing in the rain trembling.

He was already wet with rain, as if he was like a cock falling into soup. He stood in front of Zhang Yi's door and bent over with a humble expression on his face.

This person is Hui Shi, the prime minister of the Wei Dynasty.

Hui Shi was already old, but he was concerned about the world. King Hui of Wei was foolish and incompetent, which led to him being cheated many times.

This time, Wei State was defeated, and Wei State believed that no one was more suitable than Hui Shi when he came to seek peace and signed an alliance.

The only old friend who can be blessed in Qin State is Zhang Yi.

But at this time, he had been standing in front of Zhang Yi's gate for two hours, and the size of bean raindrops hit his face.

Hui Shi felt as if she was dead, almost desperate, but she did not dare to leave.

If you want to talk to Ying Si, the only thing you have to rely on is Zhang Yi.

In this way, if Qin can make the war and give us peace to the people of the Great Wei, even if we suffer a little, what is it?

"Hui Xiang, let's go back. Zhang Yi is obviously showing off her style. She keeps her door open. If you continue to get wet in the rain, you will get sick."

A servant of Hui Shi held an oil-paper umbrella in his hand and looked resentful.

He wanted to rush into the door and punch Zhang Yi. It would be better to have a knife, and kill him with one knife.

Huixiang is old, and even out of politeness and duty as a human being, the elderly should not wait for such a long time.

What's more, it's still in the cold wind and rain.

"Ah Yeh!"

Hui Shi sneezes so loudly that his body was almost unable to withstand it. He really didn't know how long he could live after this heavy rain.

"Hui Xiang, go back, it's not too late to come again tomorrow."

"shut up!"

Hui Shi's eyes were cold: "What do you know? If you want Zhang Zi to help, don't you show sincerity?

You go back first, I'm waiting here alone. This is a major event about the fate of Wei."

The attendant wished he could use his fists to his chest, and he could not use his strength, so he could only watch his master suffer.

Alas! What's the use of staying here? Could it be that you can share the pain for Huixiang?

The attendant's eyes were filled with tears. In desperation, he could only put away his umbrella and disappeared into the darkness alone.

Hui Shi's lips turned white, her body trembled violently, and a trace of air conditioning soaked her clothes, as if she was rushing into her internal organs.

The night is very long! The rain has not stopped! In the heavy rain in the dark night, there is a lonely old man with his figure floating, shaking in front of Zhang Yi's door, almost dying.

In the room.

Zhang Yi sat on the soft collapse, and the stove was burning in the room, which was very warm, and there were also examples of brewing hot tea and washing.

Life is very moist.

There was a game of Go in front of him, and he had no opponent. At this moment, he was holding Bai Zi in his hand and didn't know where to go.

Playing chess is like planning a country, and you can enjoy the magnificent scenery of the world! What is the unity of the world?

What is the great rule of the world?

If Qin wants to sweep the six countries, it is no less difficult than snakes swallowing elephants. It must not only have good teeth but also good stomachs.

The "black piece" in Zhang Yi's hand is Qin State, while Bai Zi is the entire six Shandong states! His attention is entirely on the chessboard, and he is free to knock on the chess piece and falls into the lanterns.

Who said that the python cannot swallow the dragon?

"Come."

Zhang Yi looked at the situation of Heizi with his red eyes and sat quietly in the spot, his demeanor made people feel disappointed.

The door was pushed open and a servant came in.

"What are the instructions of the Prime Minister?"

The servant asked in the rain.

Zhang Yi closed her eyes and took a deep breath, asking, "Has that old guy from Wei outside the door left?"

The servant shook his head: "It's not yet, I've been standing in the rain for a few hours, and I'm still standing still. Lord Prime Minister, will he connect him to the mansion?"

"No need, let him stand!"

What a cold sentence?

The servant looked at the person outside the door and was almost sixty years old, even older than his father.

At this age, my body is already very weak. How can I stand the cold when I hit it in the heavy rain?

At that moment, the servant looked at Zhang Yi, almost desperate.

What a ruthless person who can say such ruthless words?

In the Warring States Period, when wars were turbulent, was human life really worse than ants?

"You have something to do?"

Seeing the servant dazed at the door and had not left for a long time, Zhang Yi suddenly turned his head and distracted and asked.

"No, no!"

The servant quickly closed the door.

What does the Prime Minister have in mind? It’s not something he can think about random things, nor is it understandable.

As a servant, all you have to do is to execute orders and obey the command! The storm does not stop overnight.

It was only when the rain was reduced by dawn, the raindrops were not so dense and the sky became brighter.

Hui Shi fought back and forth with her upper and lower eyelids, and she no longer had any strength on her body. She suddenly lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Zhang Yi slept comfortably in the warm bed all night. When she woke up, it was already dawn.

Before he got up, the servant came to report last night: "King the Prime Minister, the man outside the door fainted."

"I know the truth."

He yawned and got up slowly, his movements were very slow, and he had a simple breakfast. He stayed until he was dressed neatly, and took another half an hour.

Then, he ordered the people in the mansion to carry Hui Shi into a side room without any hesitation.

The servants fed medicine and boiled water, and it was a long time to make trouble.

Fortunately, Hui Shi had no substantial problems, but was infected with wind and cold and overdrawn, and fainted.

"Ahem!"

Under the careful treatment of the servant, Hui Shi quickly woke up. When he opened his eyes, he turned out to be in a house.

I looked at it again and saw a familiar face.

It was Zhang Yi! Zhang Yi was crying, with regretful eyes, and choked and said, "Mr. Hui Shi, why did you stand in front of my door without knocking on the door? You don't know how worried Zhang Yi is about you. Zhang Yi is not careful and has caused the old prime minister to suffer such pain. Zhang Yi was heartbroken!"

When Hui Shi heard this, she had a dark face and her heart was as if she was cut by a knife. Thousands of words gathered together with a mom's criticism!
Chapter completed!
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