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Grand Selection Event The semifinals have finally begun, and the venue is already packed with eager spectators. Although many are here just to see who will ultimately emerge as the victor, the patriotic Zhao People have spontaneously formed a Cheerleading squad, hoping that Miss Shi from Zhao Guo Xiao Yue Lou will win.
Victory! We need a victory that is destined to be recorded in history!
Zichu walked through the crowded entrance, tightly gripping the bronze medal that had already become damp with sweat. Just before leaving, Luzi had come over to say that he had something to take care of. If he could make it back in time, he would meet at the competition venue. As for the matter they had previously discussed, there was no need to worry about it.
"Go! If you don't leave now, it will be too late!"
No matter how long they had known each other, Zichu genuinely wanted to believe Luzi's words. After reminding Luzi to arrive on time, he said, "If that matter..."
Luzi smiled slightly. "There are no 'ifs' with me! Hurry up!" With that, he saw Zichu off at the door.
Sun Thirteen was already waiting outside with the carriage. When King Qin's Wang Sun got in, he cracked the whip sharply. "Giddy up!"
On horseback, Li Xin glanced at the speeding carriage and then looked back at Luzi. He then squeezed his legs together and urged his horse to follow quickly. His sole responsibility today was to protect Wang Sun Zi Chu with all his might.
To be safe, Li Xin had a special medicine tube hidden in his arms. In a critical moment, it could be attached to an arrow and shot into the air to alert personnel to prepare. Since it was specially made, the medicine tube was equipped with a whistle. As the arrow soared into the sky, it would emit a sharp sound to warn ambushed combat personnel to rush for support. This was a last resort measure; ideally, it would not need to be used.
Watching the cavalry protecting Zichu disappear around the corner, Luzi smiled and shook his head before turning back. Everything that could be prepared had been done; now it was up to fate!
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Time passed second by second as the main event approached. Sitting in his seat, Zichu was filled with worries and frequently glanced toward the entrance. He hoped that when he turned back again, he would still see that familiar figure who always smiled warmly. But as usual, disappointment awaited him; that person seemed to have suddenly ceased to exist.
Qin State Chancellor Fan Ju seemed completely unaware that Wang Sun had entered the venue accompanied by the Plain King. Plain King Zhao Sheng glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Zichu's position, then continued chatting casually with Fan Ju as if he hadn't seen anything.
According to reports from spies scattered throughout the city, Zichu seemed to have recently become related to the Big Shopkeeper of Prosperity Record. Not only was he taken in to stay at the Prosperity Inn, but even his three daily meals were provided for free. Regardless, even if Luzi wanted to rescue Zichu from Zhao State, it seemed there were some exaggerations involved.
Could he really abandon all these assets in Handan? As Plain King thought of this, he couldn't help but chuckle and shake his head. A businessman is a businessman! A venture that eats into the capital is simply not feasible. Even if this Qin State Wang Sun were rescued, what would it matter!? Would Zichu be able to ascend the throne upon returning to Qin State? Rumor has it that the body of the Old King of Qin is quite robust! He could probably live another ten or eight years without issue! If you, Luzi, dare to defy the world and seek refuge in Qin State, I believe all the other Feudal States will not stand idly by! I can't say much else for now, but at least your assets in Zhao State and Wei Kingdom will be lost!
While Fan Ju was engaged in lively conversation, he turned and happened to see Zhao Sheng staring intently at the totem flags of various Feudal States. He poked him playfully and said, “Your Majesty, are you tangled up again?”
Hearing the voice, Plain King came back to his senses. “Alas! To be honest with you, Chancellor, my mind feels like it's not functioning properly. Ever since this year’s major event began, all the Feudal States have come to compete. It’s been so hectic that it feels like I'm losing years off my life.”
Upon hearing this, Fan Ju couldn't help but burst into laughter. Just as he was about to tease him further, he suddenly noticed the flag of Wei Kingdom, feeling a mix of emotions—both bitterness and hidden pain. Although he was clearly a person from Wei, due to the rule of a scoundrel, he found himself without a home to return to and a nation in turmoil. At that moment, looking at the banner that had once been deeply imprinted in his heart felt so foreign!
Fan Ju was a true native of Wei Kingdom, and this name was actually his real name. At this time, everyone in Qin State knew that their Chancellor was called Zhang Lu, with only a few familiar people aware of his true name—one of whom was sitting next to him, Plain King Zhao Sheng.
When Fan Ju traveled through various states, he had once stayed at the residence of Plain King. At that time, he had tried to persuade the old King Zhao to adopt a strategy of distant alliances while attacking nearby foes but was rejected. In dire straits, he had no choice but to stay at the home of Zhao Sheng, who at that time was not as famous as he is now but had always been respectful towards talented individuals.
Plain King Zhao Sheng did not judge based on clothing or appearance; as long as one had talent, that was sufficient. Although he thought that Fan Ju was overly ambitious and filled with grand ideas about unifying the world, he also acknowledged his exceptional talent and rare eloquence. Thus, he earnestly invited Fan Ju to join him in hopes of retaining him in Zhao State's capital, Handan. He promised that given time, he would recommend him for an official position.
At that time, the old King Zhao did not value talented individuals from common backgrounds; Fan Ju had already experienced this deeply in court. While expressing gratitude to Plain King, he indicated his desire to travel more while still young. Reading thousands of books is not as beneficial as traveling thousands of miles. He hoped that when one day he could no longer travel, it would be fine if Plain King did not forget him.
In truth, these were merely polite words; Zhao Sheng naturally understood this well. He sighed inwardly at the missed opportunity—several civil and military officials from Qi State had passed through Zhao State but chose not to stay and instead defected to Qin State. Subsequent events proved that these talents were precisely what Zhao State lacked.
Plain King also understood very well that forcing someone into something they do not want is unwise. Thus, while expressing understanding, he gifted several dozen silver coins to prepare for the departing journey of Fan Ju. He told him that if one day he felt tired of wandering and wished to return, as long as he, Zhao Sheng, was still alive, his door would always be open for him!
Because of the bond they once shared, Zhao Sheng received strong support from Fan Ju when he found himself in trouble in the Qin State. Even though he was detained for six months, he was ultimately released by the Qin State. This was undoubtedly the result of Fan Ju's persuasion, and Zhao Sheng was well aware of this. At that time, the King of Qin intended to imprison Zhao Sheng indefinitely.
This illustrates the importance of leaving oneself a way out in life. One day, you will be rewarded in ways you cannot see. If you act recklessly, thinking you are invincible, there will come a day when you regret it.
It was precisely because of their past that Zhao Sheng became familiar with Fan Ju. At that time, Fan Ju did not need to hide his identity, so when he met Zhao Sheng, he revealed his true name.
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