"Prime Minister Lu?"

Seeing that Lu Buwei remained silent for a long time, Zhao Zheng asked again.

"this……"

Lu Buwei hesitated for a moment and said with a bitter look on his face: "It's not that the lower official didn't tell Gong Zizheng, it's that the lower official didn't know either!"

"Xiaguan and the king first met in the Kingdom of Zhao. When they returned to the Qin Dynasty, the young master was already three years old. As for his mother's name, it was even more taboo in the palace."

Speaking of which,

Lu Buwei leaned close to Zhao Zheng's ear and whispered: "But I heard something before I went to the official position. When King Xiaowen was still the prince, he traveled for half a year. Half a year after returning to the palace, someone sent the young master here."

"The origin of that person is extremely mysterious. Even though King Zhaoxiang was extremely powerful at the beginning and made both Zhao and Chu jealous, he seems to be unwilling to offend that person."

Hearing this,

Zhao Zheng couldn't help but frown, recalling the records in the Qin Palace and the pre-Qin historical materials he had studied during his thousand-year dream.

Records in the Qin Palace,

When King Xiaowen was still the crown prince, he had seven sons, five of whom died in battle.

Either because Zhao Xian was young, or because King Xiaowen's father, King Zhaoxiang, deliberately prevented Zhao Xian from becoming the future King of Qin.

Only then did he agree to the coercion of Zhao State, raise his troops and invade the capital of Zhou, kill the emperor of Zhou and rescue his grandson Zichu!

As for the records of the Pre-Qin Dynasty during the Thousand Years of Dreams,

King Xiaowen of Qin had more than twenty sons, most of whom were doing nothing.

And among them, there is no written record of ‘Zhao Xian’!

Thinking of this,

Zhao Zheng couldn't help pinching the painful swelling between his eyebrows, and whispered to himself: "It's really different from what I knew."

Lu Buwei asked curiously: "Gong Zizheng, what did you just say?"

"fine."

Zhao Zheng quickly suppressed his thoughts and then said: "I just feel that the young master is too arrogant. There is something wrong with his arrogance."

"This...is indeed true!"

Lu Buwei couldn't laugh or cry after hearing this: "About six years ago, the Queen Mother Huayang's extremely doting palace maid slapped Gong Zixian's servant. Gong Zixian then took a knife and broke into the palace of the Queen Mother Huayang. In front of Huayang

In front of the Queen Mother, I chopped off the arm of the palace maid, and even scolded the Queen Mother Huayang on the spot."

Zhao Zheng said in surprise: "You didn't receive any punishment?"

"No, in the end it was nothing. The palace maid did not leave the palace, but disappeared three days later."

Speaking of which,

Lu Buwei continued: "Perhaps in the entire Qin Dynasty, the only people who know the identity of the young master are the king and the Queen Mother of Huayang."

good guy,

Zhao Zheng called him a good guy!

He just brought someone in and got permission from his father, yet he was targeted like this. However, Young Master Xian cut off someone's arm in front of the Queen Mother, and even scolded the Queen Mother angrily, but he didn't let it go...

at this time,

Zhao Zheng became even more curious about Gongzi Xian’s identity!

But since Lu Buwei said he didn't know, Zhao Zheng couldn't ask any more questions, and instead asked about the realm of cultivation.

Because in the Qin Palace, he only saw the distinction between warriors and warlocks, but no records about realms!

"Back to Gong Zizheng, it is said that there are twelve levels of martial arts. Those who are not in the first level are martial boys, martial disciples; third level are martial arts masters, which are great martial arts masters; second level are acquired, which are masters; first-rate ones are great masters, who are innate."

"Superior strong men are centuries-old legends and martial arts myths; and above that are the unity of heaven and man, land gods. It is said that this kind of existence has surpassed the limits of human beings."

"As soon as you enter the Grand Master, you will be free from all diseases and cut off waterfalls with a sword; those in the innate realm will have a lifespan of 100 years and will be immune to hundreds of poisons, and have the power to split mountains; a hundred-year-old legend will have a lifespan of 135, with a diamond body that is invulnerable to water and fire.

In an invasion, one person can defeat more than a thousand elite soldiers in a hundred battles."

"As for the martial arts mythology, it is what we call the 'sage' state, with a lifespan of about 200 years. As for the power, the records are vague, and today's saints have never used their full strength, so there is no way to compare."

After Lu Buwei finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said to himself: "But if you think about it, it will never be worth the elite soldiers of three thousand battles!"

hiss!

After hearing this, Zhao Zheng's pupils instantly shrank into a vertical line and he took a deep breath.

The soldiers here were not participating in the kind of long-distance bombing and shooting battlefields like in his thousand-year dream, but proper close-quarters fighting.

The courage, vision, and subtle control of battle among soldiers who have survived hundreds of battles cannot be described in words!

Moreover, soldiers are not as good as those in martial arts. The most terrifying thing about soldiers is the battle formation.

To be honest,

A battle formation composed of hundreds of warriors can easily penetrate a formation of ten thousand people who have participated in several battles without causing a single serious injury!

Lu Buwei's rhetoric may be exaggerated, but it can also illustrate the terror of a super-powerful person!

After a long time,

Only then did Zhao Zheng suppress the shock in his heart, and became even more curious and yearning for this mysterious world.

"What about the sorcerer realm?"

"Young Master, the levels of sorcerers are also divided into twelve levels. The unqualified ones are Taoist boys and Taoist disciples; the third-rate ones are mediums and sorcerers; the second-rate ones are Taoists and great masters; the first-rate ones are Onmyojis and Great Onmyojis; and the super first-rate ones are Onmyojis.

, Holy Master!”

"The latter two realms are also the unity of heaven and man, gods on land. The main reason is that in the past five hundred years, there has been no strong person who has surpassed the saint realm."

Um?

After hearing this, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but said in surprise: "If there is, why didn't it appear?"

Lu Buwei shook his head and said with a smile: "This is not something you can know. Maybe it is recorded in the unique book collected by the Qin Palace, but this is a top-secret collection and cannot be viewed by anyone!"

Zhao Zheng asked again: "Since heaven and man are one, and the gods on land have not appeared, what does the Prime Minister mean that there are still saints in this world?"

"Exactly."

Lu Buwei smiled and continued: "About one hundred and thirty years ago, a Taoist sage appeared in the Taoist sect; fifty years ago, a Confucian sage appeared in the land of Qi and Lu, and both sages exist in the world."

"They are true martial arts myths, indestructible saints; for example, our Great Qin Dynasty's 'Dharma Saint Shang Yang' and Qi State's 'Soldier Sun Wu' have only touched the threshold of the saint realm!"

"And each realm is divided into four levels: peak, upper, middle, and lower. There are also three, six, and nine grades at the same level, so the lifespan will fluctuate a little depending on the realm!"

Hearing this,

Zhao Zheng asked curiously: "I wonder what state Lu Xiang is in?"

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly and said: "I am ashamed to be a low-ranking official. After the fortune of the Prime Minister has been added, I have barely entered the century-old legendary realm. I am the weakest among the low-ranking officials!"

"A century-old legend?"

Zhao Zheng glanced at Lu Buwei meaningfully and said, "The prime minister can live at least one hundred and thirty years!"

"Young Master Zheng is joking. If I can live to be a hundred years old, I'm already burning incense!"

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "What I just said is an ordinary person in the world. If they reach the level of a century-old legend, they can indeed live to be one hundred, thirty or fifty years old."

"For example, Jikong's master is one hundred and thirty-five years old. If Wei Ran had not been assassinated and killed, with his legendary peak state, he might have lived for another ten or twenty years."

"As for those who enter the court as officials and enjoy national fortune, their longevity is only 67/10 of the normal level. You cannot have both longevity and official status!"

"If nothing happens to the lower official, if he has a life span of a hundred years, he can live a hundred years. If he only has a life span of a year, he can only live for ten or twenty years at most."

"This is also the reason why there is no record in the palace. It is because I am worried that the young masters may come into contact prematurely and cause unnecessary panic!"

"Pray for longevity. Longevity is human nature. Not everyone can have the world in mind and see through life and death!"

I see.

Zhao Zheng nodded, secretly thinking that there are both gains and losses!

Thinking of this,

Zhao Zheng suddenly asked curiously: "By the way, Prime Minister Lu, do you know what realm my father is?"
Chapter completed!