In the last afterglow of the evening sunset, a car drove a galloping horse and quickly drove to the door of Gongzi Zichu's mansion.

Lu Buwei came very quickly, dressed in black and with a solemn expression, he was greeted by his servant as soon as he walked into the prince's mansion.

When he entered the side room, Lu Buwei met Zichu. He bowed and said, "I have met the young master."

"No need to be polite if you don't have to be polite."

Zichu quickly helped Lu Buwei up, and immediately stepped back, leaving everyone three feet away from the wall of the house.

During this period, Lu Buwei's eyes swept across the room. At this time, there were only Zhao Zheng, the Meng brothers and Zichu in the room.

Seeing this, Lu Buwei asked in a low voice:

"Dare you ask the young master, is it about Mr. Chunqiu?"

At this time, there were only two major events in Xianyang City.

One is about the matter of Zhao State’s destruction of Yan, and the other is about the matter of Mr. Chunqiu’s construction of the Taiyin Academy.

At this time, since the prince was present, it must be something related to Mr. Chunqiu.

Zi Chu nodded and said, "That's true!"

"Mr. Chunqiu wants to trade with me."

"trade?"

Lu Buwei frowned and asked:

"What's the point?"

Zichu replied:

"Taiyin Academy has three seats to exchange for three things."

"What three things?"

Lu Buwei was shocked.

After preaching in the west of Xianyang City, everyone knew that this immortal had the talent of conquering heaven and earth in his heart, and the knowledge of the world in his abdomen.

Even this Mr. Chunqiu may even master the mystery of transcending life and death.

His academy seat is the supreme treasure, and I don’t know how many people are rushing to it.

Lu Buwei really didn't know what the young master Zichu in front of him was what the immortal asked for, and he could get three seats.

Upon hearing this, Zichu lowered his voice and held his ears:

"One is the object that Bai Qi, the king of Wu'an of the Great Qin Dynasty, the second is the object that Shang Jun was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was the person that was nine prisoners who were executed for death row."

"Just because of this? Why are they all the things that are dead?"

The thoughts in Lu Buwei's eyes became deeper and deeper.

Zichu shook his head and said:

"My youngest son said: Mr. Wu's intention to summon souls, and sit with Wu'an and Shangjun to discuss the great way."

"Sit with Wu'anjun and Shangjun to discuss the great way? Resurrection?"

Lu Buwei was stunned.

Can the dead be resurrected?

He never thought of it.

What a heaven-defying thing this is, it is simply a reversal of the order of yin and yang in heaven and earth.

Can anyone in the world do such a shocking and terrifying thing?

Or is that really possible?

Lu Buwei's heart was completely in chaos.

At this time, the young master Zichu whispered:

"There are very few people who know, but only suspicion."

Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then vomited.

A generation of world-class merchants instantly restrained their shocked heart and said slowly:

"This matter should be cut off by the king. Shang lord will eventually be a rebellious minister; Wu'an may be a disaster, and only the king can decide this matter."

Shang Jun had traces of rebellion and was eventually killed, and Wu'an Jun was even sentenced to death.

No matter how the two are resurrected, it may not be a good thing for Qin.

After a pause, Lu Buwei looked at Zhao Zheng and said:

"However, Mr. Chunqiu is the teacher of the prince and grandson. The master will not harm his disciples. If the two kings are reborn, the prince may enjoy this fortune. If the old man loses his horse, how can he know the good fortune? The prince needs to think twice, and ask the king to think twice."

Lu Buwei said two sides, and pointed them out on both sides.

But the final decision still requires a choice between Prince Zichu and King Shang.

"Is that true?"

Zichu's fingers slashed the wine master.

He was a person who had bet with Lu Buwei back then, so he naturally knew the bet in life. If he wins, he would make a fortune; if he loses, life and death will be born.

But in the past, he was just a down-and-out proton, but now he is the crown prince of a country.

Although he had seen his father's gamble with the clan elder, he was still a little shaken.

But when Yu Guang swept over his son, he was stunned again.

Forget it!

It's just a little gambling.

With that Mr. Chunqiu's emphasis on his youngest son, he naturally had a great chance of winning.

"I would like to see my father."

…………………

The lights in the room had already lit up, and the swaying fire was turbulent, marking the same swaying shadows on everyone's faces.

"sit!"

The voice of the King of Qin slowly rang.

Zichu said:

"Father, my son has something to submit!"

The King of Qin waved his hand casually and said:

"explain!"

"I will be the king of Qin soon, so what can I say?"

Since the King of Qin came out of Xianyang City that day, he seemed to have figured it out.

After that, all his actions were prepared for his son Zichu to ascend the throne.

When a king knows that he has not had much time, it is a waste of all competition for fame and fortune.

Only one qualified successor is the most important thing.

Zichu said:

"Please take your father back!"

"Oh? From this point of view, be cautious about this."

The King of Qin smiled and waved his hand.

In the palace, everyone retreated instantly.

After seeing everyone retreat, Zi Chu slowly talked about the transaction between Mr. Chunqiu and him.

After saying that, Zichu once again expressed his guess in detail.

?

The voice gradually converged, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the entire palace became a little quiet.

"Resurrection?"

"This is the interest. Wangsun learned this. In the future, I may return to the sun and see Huayang and you again."

The King of Qin seemed to be careless and even joked.

Zichu was a little confused about his father's intentions, and he said:

"I ask my father to teach me, what should I do?"

The King of Qin looked at Zichu who was kneeling in the palace, and the King of Qin slowly spoke, "You will decide this matter. Your words are also the words of the King of Qin."

After saying this, King Qin smiled faintly and said:
To be continued...