Mrs. Huayang's younger brother Yang Quanjun is not old. He likes beautiful clothes, good music, and horses. He sits on the mat and plays with the exquisite sword in his hand. The sword's scabbard is blue, inlaid with evil gold and cloud dragons, which is particularly luxurious. When he draws out the sword, the sword body is filled with cold light and extremely sharp. Yang Quanjun stretches out his hand and flicks the sword body, and then waves it. It is difficult to hide the love in his eyes and grins.

He looked at Lu Buwei in front of him, put away his sword, and said with a smile: "You gave me such a precious gift for the first time when you met me. I really dare not collect it." He put the sword aside with some embarrassment. Lu Buwei already understood his thoughts in his heart. It was not that he didn't like the sword, but he didn't dare to accept it. Qin's law was harsh, and he didn't dare to collect his own gifts for his own affairs. Taking bribes in Qin State is a serious crime.

Lu Buwei's face was solemn, and he said, "This sword is the burial object I have sent for you. You are not far from your death. You can take it to decorate your grave." Yang Quanjun heard this, his face changed drastically. He pointed at Lu Buwei and said angrily: "Do you know who my sister is? How dare you curse me like this?" Lu Buwei was not afraid and said calmly: "It is precisely because of your sister that your situation is very dangerous, and life and death are all in the evening."

Yangquan Jun was so angry that he couldn't speak. Lu Buwei continued: "The king is old and An Guojun is the crown prince, but your sister, Mrs. Huayang, has no offspring. Zi Qi, who is most qualified to inherit the position of An Guojun, has always been very jealous of you, because all the guests under your disciples are in high positions and nobleness. There are many treasures, horses and beauties in your mansion. Zi Qi lives very poorly, so his relationship with you is very bad."

"If An Guojun is the king and Zi Ji is the prince, can you still maintain your wealth today? Can you still save your life?" Lu Buwei asked loudly.

Yang Quanjun looked at him blankly, and was silent for a long time. A trace of fear finally appeared on his face. It seemed that he had realized something. Lu Buwei smiled and said, "I have a way to keep you rich and no longer have any worries." Yang Quanjun hurriedly stood up, let Lu Buwei sit beside him, salute him, and said respectfully:

"Please forgive me for being rude and teach me how to act."

Then Lu Buwei put away his arrogance and said modestly: "You don't have to do this. Think about it, Zi Qi has never been kind to you and Mrs. Huayang. He is the heir to King An of Guojun, which is also unfavorable for Mrs. Huayang. When he becomes the crown prince, Mrs. Huayang's house will definitely be covered with weeds. Now, the young master Yiren, who is a magistrate in Zhao State, is both talented and virtuous, but he has no mother to protect him in the palace."

"Every time I look up to my country, I really want to return to Qin. Mrs. Huayang can accept Prince Yiren as his son and make him the crown prince. In this way, Yiren, who is not the crown prince, can inherit the throne. He will be grateful for Mrs. Huayang's kindness, and Mrs. Huayang without a son, will have a future support. These gifts were sent by Mrs. Yiren to offer you. This is exactly his respect for you. What do you think?"

Yang Quanjun laughed, nodded, and said happily: "Yes, what you said makes sense!" He suddenly looked at Lu Buwei again and said: "Please wait for a moment! I will be back soon!" After that, he ignored Lu Buwei, who was confused, and left the inner room directly. Lu Buwei shook his head. Although this guy is ten times richer than the young master Yiren, his nature is a hundred times worse than him.

So Lu Buwei had to wait here. After waiting for more than two hours, he had already cursed Yang Quanjun's generations in his heart. Yang Quanjun was late. He was not alone. He also brought a woman. Lu Buwei thought he had invited Mrs. Huayang, so he was so scared that he hurriedly got up to pay homage. After Yang Quanjun introduced him, he realized that this was Mrs. Huayang's sister.

Yang Quanjun smiled and said, "Although Mrs. Huayang loves me, she always treats me as a child and doesn't want to listen to me. I told my elder sister what her husband said, and she also agrees. Mrs. Huayang will definitely listen to her words. Please follow us to pay homage to Mrs. Huayang." Before Lu Buwei could say anything more, Yang Quanjun pulled him onto the carriage and rushed to the palace.

The warriors in the palace also knew these two people. Lu Buwei was regarded as their disciple, but he just took away his sword and let it go. Lu Buwei looked around secretly, but the Qin Palace was much worse than the Zhao Palace, and it was not as luxurious as the Zhao Palace. After just looking for a while, he did not continue to look. He followed the two to Mrs. Huayang's residence, and Yang Quanjun broke in casually.

"Shou, I just miss you, you are here!" Mrs. Huayang smiled and held Yang Quanjun's hand, and said gently. Mrs. Huayang is a standard lady in Chu. She is not very delicate in appearance, but is gentle and virtuous. An Guojun loves her very much. It can be seen that she is also very fond of this younger brother. She holds his hand and asks everything, which makes Yang Quanjun a little embarrassed.

They chatted for a long time, and Yang Quanjun pointed at Lu Buwei and said, "This is my friend. He called Lu Buwei. The young master Yiren sent him to give you a birthday gift. When he came to me, I brought him in." Mrs. Huayang nodded to Lu Buwei. Lu Buwei hurriedly leaned over to pay homage to him, and then took out the gift. This gift was nothing else, but it was some exquisite Chu clothes.

Mrs. Huayang picked up the clothes, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She missed her homeland very much. She stroked the clothes. Then she said, "Young Master Yiren can still remember my birthday, I am very happy." Lu Buwei smiled and said, "Young Master Yiren is smart and virtuous. The nobles he has made friends with, such as Zhao Wangdan, Pingyuan Jun, Xinling Jun, Wei Wang, Zhao Kuo, etc., all regard him as their friends, and his guests are all over the world."

"But he was very unhappy. He missed An Guojun very much, and missed you. He said, "He regards you as his mother, and he never misses you for a day. He often wears clothes from Chu. When others ask, he says, "I am the son of Chu people, what's wrong with wearing Chu clothes?"

"Zi Chu..." Mrs. Huayang murmured and said with some pity: "It's a pity that this child cannot be with her parents." Lu Buwei didn't say anything anymore. After putting down the things, he said goodbye. Mrs. Huayang asked him to leave. Mrs. Huayang's sister then said to her: "I heard that those who use beauty to serve others will reduce their favor once they are old and old. Now, you are very favored by the prince. It's a pity that you don't have your own son."

"If you don't make friends with a talented and filial person in the prince's philosophies now and make him the heir and treat him like a biological son, then your husband is respected when he is alive, and after his husband dies, he will not lose his power in the end. He will not set the foundation when his appearance is beautiful, if he wants to say something to the prince after his appearance is exhausted and his love is lost, is it still possible?"

"Now, the strange man is wise and I know that the ranking is in the middle, and I cannot be made as the heir in order. And his biological mother is not favored, so I will take the initiative to rely on my wife. If the wife can really promote him to be the heir at this time, then you will be respected and favored in Qin throughout your life!"

Mrs. Huayang stroked the Chu suit and suddenly laughed, "I understand. Please help me change into this Chu suit. I want to see if it is still as beautiful as before."

Lu Buwei sat anxiously in Yang Quanjun's mansion. Now it was the most critical time. As long as Mrs. Huayang could say a few good words from the prince, according to the prince's favor for Mrs. Huayang, things would definitely be done. While he was thinking, Yang Quanjun rushed into the mansion, looked at Lu Buwei in front of him, laughed and said, "The matter is done! Mrs. Huayang agreed!"

A huge rock in Lu Buwei's heart then fell to the ground, and showed a knowing smile, and hurriedly thanked Yang Quanjun.

He hurriedly bid farewell to Yangquanjun, and Lu Buwei refused Yangquanjun's hospitality. He was still anxious to go back and discuss the next thing with Yiren. As soon as he walked out of Yangquanjun's mansion and arrived at the city gate, two soldiers stopped him. Lu Buwei was shocked, but the two soldiers sneered and said, "A person cannot stand in the world without faith. How can you not know this truth?"

Lu Buwei showed horror on his face, and then he remembered the agreement with Fan Ju. He hurriedly turned around and walked back, but the soldiers did not stop him again.

When he arrived at Fan Ju's mansion, Fan Ju still greeted him with a smile, with a very gentle attitude, but Lu Buwei never dared to take it lightly again this time. He sat in front of Fan Ju very respectfully and asked, "I don't know what I can do for you?"

"I would like to invite you to visit Yan State and meet the prime minister of Yan State Li Fu. I want to make an agreement with him to attack Zhao State with him. I am willing to send weapons and money to Yan State, become a country of covenant, and make friends forever. When Zhao State is defeated, I am willing to distribute Dai County and Yunzhong County to Yan State." Lu Buwei was shocked and asked hurriedly: "Then how should I convince Li Fu?"

Fan Ju smiled, shook her head and said, "This is your business. If you don't help me, the things you are busy with now will definitely fail."
Chapter completed!