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Fan Ju was not really paying attention to anyone's performance on stage; he was focused on Wang Sun of the Qin State. When he saw Zichu lost in indulgence, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Zhao Xiang Wang was so outstanding, almost enviably so. It was surprising that none of his descendants turned out well! Isn't it said that if a son does not inherit excellent genes, the phenomenon of skipping generations will occur?
Sigh! What will become of the foundation of Great Qin in the future...
Thinking about the future of Qin State, Fan Ju suddenly recalled his meeting with Luzi yesterday. Although neither party mentioned anything about Qin State, they both used other words to imply it. Clearly, both knew what they were referring to, yet they still preferred to communicate in this manner.
As for Luzi's true identity, even though Fan Ju was highly confident in his assumptions, he had no evidence. Nevertheless, their conversation did not shy away from much. As the topic of governing and statecraft drew to a close, Fan Ju still wanted to believe in the answer in his heart. Just as he was about to rise to take his leave, he heard Luzi steer the conversation toward Qin State Wang Sun.
There might still be many flaws in Zichu, but that did not overshadow his noble lineage. The only thing lacking was enlightenment—a profound realization that required deep introspection.
Fan Ju sensed there was more beneath the surface and sat back down without asking. He wanted to know what exactly Luzi intended to convey; after all, Zhao Xiang Wang had no plans to establish another heir. Unless the truth behind the Crown Prince Incident came to light, or...
Luzi realized that if he did not clarify things now, it might be too late for some matters. So he candidly expressed that Zichu's mind was too fragile to withstand such a potentially fatal blow. If... if this Qin State Wang Sun were to lose Shishi, even if he survived in the end, he would be rendered useless.
Upon hearing this, Fan Ju felt even more incredulous. Pain! All those who stood proudly between heaven and earth—wasn't that just a part of life’s unexpected twists? Wasn't it those who were on the brink of death yet ultimately survived and gradually reached the pinnacle of life? If this Wang Sun were to abandon all dreams for a woman, how could the foundation of Great Qin be entrusted to him?
Initially, Luzi shared the same belief as Fan Ju: the greatness of life blooms amidst suffering. But when he saw Zichu decide to leave this world in solitude, he finally resolved to help him through this tribulation. Sigh! Let it be considered as a debt from my past life; I will repay you in this life!
“My Lord! A scoundrel knows this well, but there must always be exceptions. The unification project of Qin State is currently underway and seems unlikely to face much suspense. Since the establishment of feudalism by Zhou Tianxia, calamities arose from emperors fighting for power, leading to fratricide and patricide. Since then, China has been trapped in endless warfare and slaughter. At this point, public sentiment has already solidified. For China to recuperate, it needs a benevolent ruler to manage this realm.”
Fan Ju, having his own way of thinking, asked after hearing such grand principles: “Are you implying that I will ultimately replace Zhou and govern this world on behalf of Great Qin?”
Isn't that exactly what you are thinking deep down, Fan Ju!? Luzi merely smiled slightly and did not answer this question.
Fan Ju, well-read and knowledgeable, was not a follower of Legalism, yet he held a favorable view of the governance advocated by Confucianism. The world belonged to the ruler, and naturally, it was a place for the capable! He did not want to hear anyone confirm the question he had just posed, for deep down, he already had an answer.
"Luzi! You are also a sensible person! The current turmoil in the world will not settle down anytime soon. When the world is at peace, a benevolent ruler is a blessing for the people. However! At this moment, benevolence could ruin the unification effort!"
Luzi originally intended to seek help from the Chancellor of Qin State; only he could turn the tide. With the Plain King as the organizer present, there would naturally be no tearing of faces. With the Chancellor of Qin State stepping in to assist, it was believed that there would be little external doubt. Supporting my Great King Qin Sun would also deter other Feudal States from prying into Proton. It was truly a double-edged sword, even possessing a hint of perfection.
For Luzi, having Fan Ju intervene was far better than having him, a mere Keeper from the business world, step forward! Besides, what exactly did you intend to achieve by supporting Qin State without any reason!?
If Zichu had an excellent reputation in Zhao State, Fan Ju would have every reason to help. If anything happened to Zichu, it would be a loss for Qin State. However, whether through hearsay or personal investigation, almost all information was negative. Even if Zichu was hiding his talents to protect himself, such abilities could not be concealed!
You can waste time on eating, drinking, and gambling; does reading at home really hinder your ability to hide your talents!?
Fan Ju was incredibly astute; he had already discerned that Luzi intended to assist Zichu. Zichu was indeed a debauched individual; if he fell from grace, so be it! Since ancient times, there has been talk of phoenixes undergoing rebirth and mud that cannot stick to walls! After contemplating this, he decided not to linger on the matter any longer.
"Keeper Lu! We both understand each other! Let’s put this topic to rest! I am quite busy and will take my leave now!" Fan Ju said before sweeping away.
As he turned to leave, Luzi let out a heavy sigh from deep within. Watching Fan Ju's retreating figure, he murmured to himself: "Sigh! Zichu is no ordinary person; he is Wang Sun of Qin State."
Though his voice was low, Fan Ju, who had already reached the door, heard it clearly. He paused in his tracks, lowered his head, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, there were no lingering thoughts. Without looking back to see if anyone was sending him off, he strode out decisively...
Even while at the venue, Fan Ju still looked down on Zichu's performance. A woman! What could she possibly mean for a future king!? Once this world is yours, what kind of woman can't you find!?
Encouraged by this thought, Fan Ju remained an indifferent observer. The only thing that puzzled him was that Luzi—who had vowed to help Zichu—had not shown up at all! Wasn't this a bit ridiculous!? You throw this matter onto me and then wash your hands of it!? If something were to happen to Zichu, how would I face the current King Qin!?
Even if Zichu is not doing well, the legitimate bloodline of the Qin State's Royal Family is indeed real! As the King Qin, Zichu is not only the Wang Sun of the Qin State but also his own grandson! It would be a joyous ending if Zichu could ultimately rise from his suffering. However, if the Chancellor of the Qin State neglects his duties and dies, that would create a huge problem!
Fan Ju suddenly had a thought that he had fallen into the trap of a villain. Oh no! This dead Luzi is indeed a troublemaker!
Despairing Zichu was unaware that someone behind him was stomping their feet, clenching their fists in frustration. All he could see was the road ahead stretching out endlessly to the horizon.
Seeing the extremely desolate figure, Fan Ju inexplicably found himself no longer hating that deceiver. He was right! This is my Wang Sun of Great Qin! With that thought, he stood up and resolved to turn the tide.
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