The road to Shu is difficult, but it is harder than climbing to the blue sky.

This is not the first time Yan She has experienced leaving Sichuan.

The last time was when he was the head of Emei, when Shu was very prosperous, with thousands of miles of fertile land, and the country of Tianfu.

But two thousand years ago, Shu was very desolate. The war in the Central Plains continued to this land, leaving the four wildernesses deserted and nine out of ten rooms empty.

This is the Warring States Period.

An era where war is represented.

After Shuchuan is Qinsai.

As the most powerful country among the seven countries today, Qin is not as prosperous as Shu. After years of war, the people under this huge empire rarely see young and strong men, mostly young and women.

"It smells so good." He stopped in front of an inn, moved his nose and walked in.

Everything in Shushan is good, but food is not afraid to look at it. Yan She claims to be a glutton, and there are few things he dare not eat, but he hasn't eaten food for several years. They are all eating wind and drinking dew, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and fasting and practicing fasting.

It’s really the food of the witch tribe, which is even darker than dark food.

As soon as I entered, an old man with gray hair came forward to receive him: "Will the guest officer have a meal or a stay?"

Yan She said: "Eat." In fact, he originally wanted to stay here for one night.

However, he suddenly remembered that the Qin State's laws were strict, and accommodation had to be "verified" and "transmitted" and "transmitted" things, which were equivalent to the ID cards of later generations. This was determined by Shang Yang during the reforms. It is ironic that Shang Yang was finally forced to kill by the nobles and fled to stay in the hotel. However, he could not find out "verified" and "transmitted" and was turned away.

I wonder what this Legal Master would feel at that time.

The people from Shushan were naturally black residents on the land of Qin, and Yan She did not have such an ID card. Although it was easy to do it with his ability, his destination this time was not Qin. With his feet, he could only leave Qin in one or two days, so he was too lazy to do it.

He found a seat to sit down, closed his eyes to rest, and suddenly felt a sharp sword intent nearby. He couldn't help but look out, and a carriage walked out.

A young and handsome swordsman walked down the carriage. He was wearing a blue and white robe, holding a black-shewn sword tightly in his palm. His hair was short, his eyes were cold, his brilliance and sharpness, and a hint of youth.

"Boss, prepare enough dry food for two people to eat for three days, and then feed the horse."

After saying this, he threw down a ingot of gold, turned around and headed towards the carriage, and talked to someone inside.

Yan She's current cultivation level and hearing have already reached a terrifying level. Although he is far away, he can still hear the swordsman calling the person in the carriage "Prince Shang".

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after, the swordsman walked in and took the dry food he wanted.

Yan She came to him and smiled and said, "But Mr. Gai Nie."

The swordsman's expression changed and he whispered: "Who are you and why do you know me?"

"How many people don't know about the chief swordsmanship teacher around King Yingzheng of Qin, the successor of Guigu, and Mr. Gai Nie's reputation in the world?"

"But you have never seen me!"

Gai Nie stared at the young man in front of him with sharp eyes. If he hadn't been worried about the crowds of people here, he would have drawn his sword and stood up.

Yan She went up and patted his shoulder, whispering: "Brother Gai, do you suspect that I have any special purpose for appearing at this time?"

"Yes, I just have another purpose."

This sentence made Gai Nie almost unable to control his murderous aura.

Fortunately, Yan She properly held his sword-holding hand: "This is not a place to draw the sword, so it's better for us not to do anything."

Gai Nie frowned and stared at him: "Who are you?"

"A man who wants to meet the most powerful person today."

Gai Nie's pupils shrank.

Yan She pulled him out, chatting and laughing intimately, as if he had met an old friend he hadn't seen for many years.

The two of them came to the carriage, and Gai Nie frowned and whispered a few words to the people in the carriage.

A moment later, a calm and calm voice came from the car: "Then please leave with us."

Gai Nie pointed at the carriage and made a gesture of inviting Yan She.

Yan She walked into the carriage calmly.

In the carriage was a young man in white wearing a golden mask. He was handsome, had a long nose but straight, his lips were slightly thin, and he had a kind of majesty. He looked at him calmly.

Yan She sat opposite him and stared at the eternal emperor calmly: "The king is so brave, but he didn't hesitate to let me, a person of unknown origin, sit in the same carriage as you."

He stretched out his hand and said lightly: "If I want to, I can take off your most noble head in the world in an instant. This is what so-called righteous men in the six kingdoms want to do day and night."

Gai Nie, who was driving outside, heard this and a sharp sword intent appeared on his body.

The young man waved his hand at him and stared at Yan She's gaze and said, "Since you know my identity, if you want to kill me, you wouldn't have appeared in front of me like this. If I guessed well, you are a speculator."

"Speculator?"

"There are countless speculators around me every moment. They use various means to try to win my favor and become one of the most powerful people in the world."

The young man showed a sense of domineering aura, his eyes were fierce and firm, and he contained unparalleled confidence. He glanced at Yan She: "Your purpose should be the same as them, but the difference is your identity and the timing of your appearance."

Yan She clapped her hands and smiled and said, "Yes, I am a speculator, someone who wants to get close to you, the most status and identity nobleman in the world, and get what you want."

A smile appeared on the corner of the young man's mouth.

Yan She said lightly: "In the past, the noble country, Lu Xiang, believed that strange goods were resident, and speculated with the foundation of a thousand gold coins, and eventually became the current powerful Marquis Wen Xin. His Majesty knew this story more than anyone else."

The young man stared at him and said slowly: "I have always admired Zhong Father's vision, but the most fundamental thing he was able to speculate on my father back then and for his current glory was the capital of a thousand gold. If he were just an ordinary citizen, he would never be able to speculate. And what capital do you have?"

The prime minister of Qin, Lu Buwei, was a businessman of Wei, and soon accumulated a thousand gold and assets. While doing business in Handan, Zhao State, he met King Zhuangxiang of Qin, who was the host of Zhao State at that time.

So he decisively sold his property and used 500 gold to support the poor and poor King Zhuangxiang of Qin at that time. He also used 500 gold as a gift to make friends with the younger brother of Mrs. Huayang who was favored at the time, so he contacted Mrs. Huayang, and through her, King Zhuangxiang of Qin became the crown prince.

Later, King Zhuangxiang of Qin succeeded to the throne, and he became the prime minister of Qin, with one person below and ten thousand people above. He was named Wenxin Hou and had a fief of 100,000 households.

He exchanged a thousand gold for a hundred thousand households, above ten thousand people. This is Lu Buwei's business method, which was directly created by his keen insight and decisiveness.

But if he had not had that thousand gold as capital at that time, no matter how good his insight was or how decisive he was, it would not be of any use.

Yan She laughed loudly and pointed at herself and said, "My capital is that you need me now."

The young man sneered: "It turns out that he is just a fool. I am the lord of the Great Qin Dynasty. In the future, the whole world will be my own. How can you be a lack of?"
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