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The Prime Minister is generally very busy, and those who know well understand the weight of national affairs. As the saying goes, "No one visits the Three Treasures Hall without reason," so his personal visit must be a significant matter! Wang Jian did not feel honored by Chancellor Fan Ju's visit; instead, he sensed an invisible pressure approaching. A particularly bad premonition arose in his heart. Could it be that Zhao Xiang Wang or Luzi had encountered trouble? No, how could he know that Luzi was one of his own? It was more likely related to King Zhao! For some reason, there had been no news lately! Hopefully, it was just his imagination! Thoughts and actions can occur simultaneously, and as he rushed out to greet the visitor, he nearly collided with Fan Ju.
Fan Ju, being considerate, pushed Wang Jian onto the carriage while reminding everyone who came out to return home. He also informed them that dinner would not need to wait for Wang Jian's return and then anxiously urged the driver to speed up.
Wang Jian sat across from the Prime Minister and suddenly realized how much had changed after so many years away from home. Today, he was able to sit face-to-face with the current Chancellor; it seemed that the atmosphere in the Qin State had indeed shifted! The last time he was on equal footing with Luzi, he felt uncomfortable. Now, it was the same with Fan Ju. It appeared that his lingering thoughts of servitude needed to change; otherwise, he would be eliminated by the tide of reform for failing to keep up with the times.
"Chancellor! Your Excellency, I feel this is somewhat disrespectful..."
Fan Ju quickly waved his hand upon hearing Wang Jian's remark. "There are no titles of Chancellor or Your Excellency here, only you and me." Just then, noticing Wang Jian's stunned expression, he paused as well. There was no time to ponder whether he had used the wrong term; he continued, "Ah! I truly feel guilty! These past few days have been hard on General Wang! You should be galloping across the battlefield as a great general but have been confined here dealing with trivial matters."
If this were a joke among friends, it would be acceptable; after all, secretly enjoying a little amusement is understandable. But such words coming from Chancellor Fan Ju—who would dare to treat them lightly at this moment!? Wang Jian did not dare respond and simply remained silent.
At this moment, Fan Ju appeared somewhat unsettled, which was quite different from his usual composure. He rambled on as if trying to break the ice but suddenly stopped speaking. Listening to the urgent hoofbeats outside, tears began to flow uncontrollably. "Brother Wang Jian! Am I going to die today?"
Hearing this, Wang Jian—who had already mentally prepared himself—was still taken aback. This place was within the borders of Great Qin! While it might not be accurate to say there were millions of armored soldiers and thousands of generals nationwide, it couldn't be far off! In the capital of Qin State, how could anyone dare threaten the esteemed Chancellor of Qin State? Was someone really reckless enough to play a game of national ruin!?
"Chancellor, do not worry! With my Great Qin soldiers here, I will see who dares to harm you!"
Fan Ju's visit to Wang Jian was not due to arrogance or because of Wang Jian's exceptional abilities but rather out of necessity. If Wang Jian's recent investigations into several cases categorized him as a capable individual, then Fan Ju's governance skills should not be underestimated. The reason he personally sought Wang Jian's help was due to various factors converging on this matter. Firstly, there was Wang Jian's background during the Wang family era; it guaranteed that any interveners would have unquestionable loyalty to Qin State. Secondly—and most importantly—Wang Jian had been away from the capital for so long that he lacked complex social connections. These two reasons indicated that Wang Jian was still outside anyone's circle. This point was crucial because they were about to face a shocking secret!
Fan Ju sensed that Wang Jian might misunderstand this situation but did not correct him directly; instead, he nodded in acknowledgment. After pondering for a moment, he said: "Since I entered Qin six years ago... My family was poor during my childhood; I had no silver to bribe my way into an official position. With great ambitions but no one recognizing my talents, I fell into despair on the streets. Perhaps it is due to my past life's blessings that I had the fortune of meeting an envoy from King Zhao in Wei Kingdom’s capital. Hearing about Great Qin’s aspirations for greatness, I followed him back to Qin Capital to meet His Majesty. The current Zhao Xiang Wang has treated me like a teacher and entrusted me with important responsibilities for the state. Such immense kindness is akin to being reborn; even if I were to sacrifice my life, I could never repay Your Majesty’s grace!"
Wang Jian listened quietly without uttering a word. Since returning home, he had heard bits and pieces about Fan Ju’s rise. This current Chancellor had initially come with an envoy to Qin State but faced skepticism due to his grandiose claims likening himself to Guan Zhong Le Yi. He was disregarded and left without attention for four years while being served vegetarian meals. However! Gold buried in mud will eventually shine! Two years ago, thanks to a letter from Fan Ju, King Zhao of Qin finally agreed to meet him. That meeting changed everything; King Zhao immediately acknowledged his previous mistake in underestimating such talent. To neglect such a great ability would indeed be a crime! Subsequently, Fan Ju was promoted beyond normal ranks and appointed Chancellor, overseeing all matters within the state.
At this moment, it seemed like a miracle had reappeared, but it was indeed real. In today's world, there are plenty of Superior Steeds, but the key issue is that there are too few true Talent Scouts. Therefore, he completely agreed with what Fan Ju had just said, after all, he had wandered through this world for over ten years. What he saw and heard resonated with him. It was easy to imagine the hardships and mental trials faced by a poor commoner without a family background who wanted to leap into becoming an important minister of the state. However, he did not simply echo the sentiments; instead, he firmly adhered to Lu Ziran's principle of observing more and speaking less.
When a person encounters a problem and does not know how to respond, they often mumble and grumble. Along the way, all Wang Jian could hear was Fan Ju's long sighs and complaints, talking endlessly without getting to the point. Wang Jian suppressed his hunger and maintained his role as a listener. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the driver pulling on the reins to stop the carriage that he let out a quiet sigh of relief. They had finally arrived at their destination!
Before the door curtain was even lifted, a strong smell of blood rushed into the carriage through the crack. For Wang Jian, this familiar scent was anything but strange. He quickly steadied his sword sheath to stop Fan Ju's movements and pushed aside the curtain to jump out first. As his body hit the ground, his long sword was already drawn.
Fan Ju clearly wasn't worried about danger outside; without waiting for Wang Jian to confirm the safety of their surroundings, he jumped down from the carriage as well. "General Wang need not be nervous; I have dispatched troops to secure this area!"
The so-called security was naturally maintained by Qin Army soldiers ensuring safety around the perimeter. Wang Jian executed a flourish with his sword before sheathing it again. Using the light from a torch, he carefully examined his surroundings. This was a small village that had been abandoned for quite some time; judging by the scale of its buildings, it seemed to have only about a hundred households. The level of disrepair suggested that something had happened two years ago, likely due to war. The ground was stained with pools of dark purple blood that had long since dried up, yet all the bodies that should have been beside those bloodstains were nowhere to be found!
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