Chapter 293 Eliminate Disease

"All the disciples of the Mo family disappeared?"

In the military camp, Lao Ai sat behind the coach's desk with a bit of surprise on her face.

"Master Marquis, after Luo Sheng retreated, all the Mohist disciples who were entangled with us also withdrew."

"strangeness!"

Lao Ai looked at the map on the desk. This precise topographic map records the detailed topography of the Sanchuan River Valley, and also marks the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves.

Bai Yifei's Baijia Army built a position on the outer reaches of the mountains, threatening the outskirts of Luoyi. Lu Buwei's private soldiers and the local garrison built camps on the main transportation road connecting Luoyi and controlled transportation, so there was a long and narrow gap between the two armies. The river valley area was the battlefield where Luo Wang and the Mohists fought not long ago.

In this area, Luo Wang is in the open, while the Mohist family is in the dark, and has established an advantage.

And when Xuanjian broke into the command headquarters of the Luo Sheng - the small courtyard that made Lao Ai feel a little humiliated, Lao Ai had already realized that it would be unwise to let the Luo Sheng continue to hold up the front.

Lu Buwei's private soldiers would not really help him, and would always become enemies, so he let Luo Sheng retreat without letting go, just to continue to block Zhao Shuang.

"How does Zhao Shuang leave Sanchuan and enter Xianyang?"

All roads have been blocked by the Qin army, and the nets have controlled the surrounding areas. How can he escape?

"Master Hou, there is a possibility."

"you say!"

The person in front of me is Lao Ai's brother General Ji, the Luowang assassin who survived when he intercepted and killed the leader of the Mo family.

After Lao Ai became the Marquis of Changxin, many people ascended to heaven, and General Ji was one of them.

"I heard that the Mo family has four spirit beasts, which are extremely strange. If the Wooden Kite Pond is built in the trap nest in Sanchuan, then Zhao Shuang can use the trap Suzaku to escape our blockade."

Lao Ai seemed to understand somewhat. Why did the Mo family use such a tough attitude to confront Luo Wang?

This organ nest is located in the land of Sanchuan - the main route from the east of the Great Qin Dynasty.

If it is true what General Jie said, Zhao Shuang established a transportation hub here that could bypass the Qin army's blockade; and this transportation hub must not be exposed to the eyes of the world.

"So, it's easy for Zhao Shuang to leave here. We can't stop him at all."

"I'm afraid that's the case!"

Lao Ai pushed the classics on the desk, anger brewing in her chest.

So many days of preparation were all in vain, and the trap became a joke!

"How's it going over there in Xianyang?"

"Recently, there are rumors that the territories of Huayang, Changwenjun and Changpingjun have increased the number of private soldiers, and the numbers have reached quite high."

Lao Ai smiled coldly, seeming a little disdainful.

"The sudden expansion of the army seems to have the same idea as Zhao Shuang."

"What does the Marquis mean?"

"The inside of Da Qin is like a pot of water that is about to boil."

Lao Ai stood up, picked up the long sword that concealed the sun, and stroked it gently. She was surprised by this outstanding weapon that did not look like a human being, as if she could feel the smell of blood.

"Whether it's the clan, the ministers or the lords, as long as they have some chips in their hands, they all want to keep those chips in their hands. Not only that, some people also want to win more things."

"Win more stuff?"

"Before the water boils, the situation will be turbulent, but it will still be calm; after the water boils, it will be different. They will do everything they can to remove the obstacles in front of them."

"Only by removing me and Prime Minister Lu can they stand up. Not to mention, Lord Changping, staring at the throne of the Prime Minister of Qin, his eyes almost pierced through."

The general felt a burst of pressure. He commanded the army, but after all, he had acted from the perspective of an assassin in the past, and he had never seen such a large battle.

"But if Prime Minister Lu and Lord Marquis join forces, we are still the strongest."

Lao Ai chuckled disdainfully and waved the long sword in her hand gently.

"Prime Minister Lu is old, so old that he can no longer see the situation clearly. Otherwise, the duel between Luo Wang and the Mo family would not be like this."

"I used to admire Prime Minister Lu very much. He was so high-spirited when he transformed from a businessman of the Wei Kingdom to the current Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, and how scheming he was when he destroyed the Zhou Dynasty. But after all, people can't withstand the erosion of time."

Xianyang, Xiangbang Mansion.

In the study, Lu Buwei was arranging "Lu's Spring and Autumn Annals" on the table.

The wind blew in gently, bringing a bit of chill. Lu Buwei raised his head and looked to one side.

"Xuanjian!"

"Lord Xiangbang!"

Xuan Jian was standing on the corridor outside the study room where no one should be, but it did not surprise Lu Buwei.

The appearance of a top killer did not panic Da Qin's Prime Minister.

"It seems you have a good master."

"Lord Xiangbang always knows things like a god."

"Zhao Shuang asked you to come, what's the matter?"

Xuanjian did not move and stood facing the wind.

"Cure Xiangbang's illness!"

Lu Buwei smiled and wrote a word on the bamboo slip with the pen in his hand, without any sign of haste.

"What's wrong with me?"

"Lao Ai!"

Lu Buwei seemed to have already expected this answer, and the pen in his hand never stopped.

"Zhao Shuang first drew a clear line with me. Now that his power is tied up in Sanchuan, he wants to come and cure my illness. Isn't it ridiculous?"

"Sanchuan's agency nest was attacked and Lao Ai captured those Mohist disciples. The Lord will certainly be in big trouble; but if Lao Ai is left alive like this, Xiangbang will also be in big trouble."

"Everything in the world is like chess. The situation waxes and wanes, only between offense and defense. Now is indeed a good time for me to join forces with him."

Lu Buwei finished writing a paragraph on the bamboo slip, put away his pen, and pondered it carefully.

"It's just, what does Zhao Shuang want?"

"What the Lord wants, Xiangbang cannot give."

Lu Buwei smiled and did not deny it.

"That's the truth. His heart is not something that my Prime Minister's Mansion can contain."

"The Lord said: 'The god Lao Ai hates the ghosts. Only if he dies will it be good for everyone.'"

Lu Buwei said leisurely and stroked his beard, seeming to be troubled.

"But after all, he is the Marquis of Changxin, a respected Marquis of Che, and has a large number of masters in the world. He must have a justifiable explanation. Otherwise, it will be difficult to touch him!"

"Forcing Lao Ai into a desperate situation, he will naturally give Xiangbang a legitimate reason to kill him."

Lu Buwei smiled and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, revealing a hidden grid.

Lu Buwei took out the contents and threw them to Xuanjian, who caught them.

"This is what Zhao Shuang wants. Remember, let him return it to me personally next time."

After Lu Buwei finished speaking, Xuanjian's figure had disappeared from the verandah outside the house.

Lu Buwei put down the pen in his hand and sighed slightly.

"It's hard to be a powerful minister, but it's even harder for Duke Zhou!"