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Reuniting with old friends naturally leads to an all-night drinking session. Li Xin had clearly prepared for this, having arranged for someone to cover his shift before arriving. The three brothers were puzzled by Meng Wu's visit. Upon inquiry, they learned the reason: he had fallen out of favor again. Due to his unsuccessful rescue mission in Chu last time, he had already been stripped of his official position and was awaiting punishment. If it was confirmed that he conspired with the Crown Prince, being sent to the frontier would be considered a light penalty.
Many years ago, due to bad weather, the Qin Army's vanguard was surrounded and annihilated by the Allied Forces of five nations. At that time, Meng Wu was almost sent to the frontier to take the blame as a scapegoat. Fortunately, Luzi's master knew the truth and went to plead with King Zhao of Qin to keep him from being punished. He was only stripped of his official position and sent to Qi State as an assassin, which was also a way to help him avoid disaster. However, it seemed that this time luck was not on his side; sighing deeply, he felt like just another scapegoat.
Luzi comforted him by saying that life is full of ups and downs, which reveals a man's true character. What’s there to fear about falling? The key is whether you can get back up! After delivering this profound philosophy, Meng Wu finally decided that he could always start from the grassroots level again. Gold will shine no matter what; that's what the elders always say!
The four unfortunate brothers gathered together, and it was only natural for them to let loose a bit with some drinks. Fortunately, Luzi was an expert at eavesdropping, so there was no need to worry about being overheard. However, some topics still needed to be approached with caution; being too open could come off as lacking sophistication.
If we talk about busyness, aside from Li Xin, the other three were unemployed drifters. One was Luzi, who was currently on temporary duty for training and was dispensable to the Qin Army fighting on the front lines. Another was Wang Jian, who had just stepped down from his post and had yet to hear about any new assignment. Then there was Meng Wu, who was preparing to pack his bags and head to the frontier to cook. Lastly, there was Sun Thirteen, who had been stripped of his position as a cavalry commander and was just waiting for a new artificer to take over. As for what would happen after that, it wasn't mentioned in any notifications.
The four envied Li Xin, who had long since done enough work. Touched by their admiration, Li Xin couldn't help but shed tears. He complained that his job consisted of sleeping on duty and working while sleeping. As long as he didn't arrive late or leave early without reason, the salary was still quite decent. But is life really meant to be like this? Living without any passion! Don’t just stand there talking; if you want to work tomorrow, switch places!
Persistence and not giving up are one thing; dealing with pressure is another matter entirely. It would be false to say he wasn't feeling downcast, but one must not lose hope for a better tomorrow. Luzi felt hot from drinking and walked to the door, looking up at the starry sky. Unable to hold back a deep sigh, he casually said: "On a starry night, every step is difficult. Struggling in martial and literary arts for my country! For my country! Alas! Alas!"
"The bright moon hangs high; brothers gather here. Ten years sharpening a sword; driving away stubbornness!" Wang Jian followed him outside and looked up at the Moon Palace. "Immortals! I imagine those in the Moon Palace Above don't have such sentimental feelings; they don’t have to leave behind helplessness like us mortals."
The two exchanged smiles and gazed at the bright moon in silence.
Li Xin and Sun Thirteen were not so refined; they continued drinking back and forth. Seeing the two outside enjoying the moonlight, they exchanged glances and rushed out to cause some mischief. The peaceful atmosphere inside was instantly disrupted as the four returned indoors and settled down again. Suddenly three of them fell silent and turned their gaze toward Luzi...
The news of King Zhao of Qin meeting with the Korean envoy spread widely outside, and spies from Zhao State hidden in Xianyang quickly relayed this secret back home. Upon hearing this news, Zhao Wang Dan merely smiled it off. Since Wei, Zhao, and Han divided Jin among themselves, the Shangdang Region had been assigned to Korea. Even if King Han himself did not understand military politics, his ministers were knowledgeable enough. Giving up Shangdang County would be like allowing a sharp blade from Qin State to stab into their own chest. If one day King Qin decided to pull out that blade in joy, Korea could perish instantly! Who would want Shangdang County? Are they foolish!?
Is there a plan to divide Korea into East Korea and West Korea?
King Zhao thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he smiled and shook his head. It was pointless to worry about another country's affairs when he hadn't even sorted out his own. He decided it would be better to engage in some activities and cultivate his character instead. Besides, the weather today was clear and sunny, perfect for hunting! Last year's venison had not been enough to share, making it seem like he was being biased. It seemed he needed to hunt more this year; if there wasn't enough to go around, he might as well not share at all to avoid creating conflicts among the nobles. With that thought, he casually tossed the secret letter onto the table and ignored it. He called for a group of royal relatives and, under the protection of a large contingent of palace guards, set off for the hunting grounds.
Morning in Capital Xianyang.
Luzi pushed open the door and discovered that a heavy snowfall had occurred overnight. Concerned about disturbing her master's sweet dreams, no one had come into the courtyard to clear the snow. A gust of cold wind hit her face, refreshing her spirit. She reached up to tie her hair and casually said, "Chuchu! Bring me my hairpin."
The empty room echoed with silence, making her acutely aware that she was indeed alone now. She remembered how Chuchu had taken care of everything during their time at Stone House on the mountain, which had made life much easier. Gradually, it had become a habit that she realized could only exist because of that person's presence. Luzi took a deep breath to calm herself and turned around to find her hairpin, securing her hair neatly. As she stepped outside again and looked down at the pristine white snow, she hesitated for a moment. It turned out that the untouched snow was the most beautiful; its purity was unblemished.
Winter was indeed a good time for hibernation, and it was already late December. Ever since Wang Jian had been dismissed from duty, there had been no news of his appointment. King Zhao of Qin seemed to have forgotten about him entirely, leaving him unattended. As a joke, Luzi remarked that this was like an old wine left in the cellar to mature; it would be rough around the edges if not put away properly! Wang Jian's situation was so dire that it brought him to tears; at his age, nearing retirement, why should he still be left to stew?
Luzi was merely joking; she felt just as frustrated. Since returning from the battlefield months ago in an attempt to delay the collection of taxes from Shangdang County, she had only seen King Zhao once and never got another chance to meet him afterward. The King Qin was either suffering from headaches or fevers with runny noses; he always had some excuse not to meet.
The strategic intentions of the Qin Army had already leaked out; staying in the capital now seemed meaningless. Luzi's purpose in seeking an audience was not to persuade but rather to return immediately to the front lines where the soldiers were waiting for their second-in-command's return. Without seeing King Qin, there would be no imperial edict; she couldn't leave even if she wanted to. Feeling anxious and helpless, she found herself at a loss.
Sigh! When busy with work, one longs for a break of ten days or half a month to enjoy life. But if one truly finds themselves completely free, their heart suddenly feels restless and unanchored. Is this how everyone feels?
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