Chapter 179 The first part is for the farewell party

Xianyang Ganquan Palace.Shiwei is in September, and the sequence belongs to Sanqiu.Empress Dowager Zhao Ji sits in a deep palace, with purple flowers blooming all over the corridor.Her eyes, which were no longer clear, looked at the high sky meaninglessly.Only when the birds pass by, will her heavy eyes be moved.It was another idle and lazy afternoon, life and appearance passed away silently like silk in the breeze. Recently, Zhao Ji has nothing else to love but memories.She relived the love, hate, sorrow and joy of the past, and gradually became drowsy.Suddenly the maid came to report: Xiangguo Lu Buwei asked to see him.Zhao Ji was startled, she seemed to have thought of Lu Buwei just now.She was a little puzzled, what was the purpose of Lu Buwei coming to see her?Ordinarily, as an old lover, she should meet.But Lu Buwei is also the prime minister of Qin, so it is better not to see him in this sensitive period.Zhao Ji said to the maid: "Back to Xiangguo, I'm not in good health, see you soon."

The maid quickly left and came back, saying: "Xiangguo said that he came here specially to bid farewell to the queen mother. I will bid farewell today, and I fear that we will see each other for the rest of my life." When Zhao Ji heard this, she couldn't help but feel very sad, and her heart softened, it's okay to see her. For many years, this is the first time that Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji have been alone together.For the two of them, the person sitting facing each other is the most familiar stranger in their lives.Even though both of them have experienced big storms, in this situation, they are speechless for a while.Only when the four eyes meet, the meaning is indescribable.

Zhao Ji avoided Lu Buwei's gaze and asked, "Why did Xiangguo resign?"Where will it go? Lu Buwei said: "Go back to the Queen Mother. Your Majesty is strong now, and you are already able to monopolize the world. The old minister's duty to assist you is no longer beneficial to your Majesty. Besides, your Majesty has grown disgusted with this old minister. I can't. Only sooner or later, the king will be sent back to the feudal state of Henan, and he will no longer be able to live in Xianyang. The old minister misses the queen mother every day. He wants to see her for a long time, but he fears that he will be criticized and the reputation of the queen mother will be tarnished. Now parting is imminent, and I fear this life. There will be no more day to see each other, the old minister feels sad and has nothing to tell. To see the Empress Dowager today, even death is enough."

After hearing Lu Buwei's affectionate confession, Zhao Ji only said "oh".She didn't want to continue the topic.In her opinion, the purpose of Lu Buwei's trip was not to really come to say goodbye at all, but to ask her for help, hoping to use her strength to restore Ying Zheng's mind.She is already scared, she has learned her lesson, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with politics. Lu Buwei felt sore in his heart.Zhao Ji, you just know "oh", you will never see me again, don't you regret it at all?I know what you're thinking.Don't worry, I didn't come to ask you to rescue soldiers.In this world, I can accept favors from anyone, but I never want to owe you anything.

Most people in their old age will inevitably feel miserable.In this world, Zhao Ji is the only one who makes Lu Buwei feel guilty.He had hurt her, and it could never be undone.In him, there seems to be an urge to repeat. He often recalls the details of how he hurt Zhao Ji over and over again, suffering from it over and over again, and tortured over and over again.He couldn't stop this self-torture.Let go of its past karma, play by chance; return my original face, free and easy.Lu Buwei could say such free and easy words, but he just couldn't do it.The person who tied the bell is needed to untie the bell, so here he is, who needs to confess and forgive.

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly and said: "I am old, and I often dream of Handan. I dreamed that you and I at that time, we used to stay together and meet each other for a long time. After leaving Xianyang, the old minister has a lot of leisure, and may visit the old place again. The queen mother is the same as the old minister. I haven’t been back to Handan for many years.” Handan, that is where the story of Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji begins.How could Zhao Ji forget?Her first love was born there and buried there.Scenes of past events spewed out from the depths of memory.At that time, how young they were, with endless youth and happiness, thought that they could continue to be intimate like this forever, even if they reached the end of their lives, they would have to be buried together in the cave and continue to stay together underground.However, their vows, like autumn leaves, turn yellow and fall, and are finally trampled into the soil mercilessly by the hard soles.In an instant, Zhao Ji was also quite emotional, and sighed: "You are so young, now thinking about it, it seems like a lifetime... Unexpectedly, we are really old...

Lu Buwei said: "The Empress Dowager is not old. In the eyes of veteran officials, the Empress Dowager's appearance is still the same as before." Hearing other people's compliments on one's appearance, regardless of whether the other party is sincere or false, is happy after all.Besides, as a lofty queen mother, there are not many opportunities to be praised for her beauty. It's not that she doesn't want to praise, but she dare not.Zhao Ji laughed and said: "Xiangguo made fun of it. Time is like a knife, and ghosts cannot escape. How can the appearance of decay be compared with the past."

Lu Buwei shook his head and murmured: "You are not old. I remember your appearance... Yes, maybe you have wrinkles, you no longer have soft and bright eyes, and you no longer have plump lips. But, You are still beautiful, in a different way, in a different quadrant. Maybe one day, when you are old and gray and faltering, no one will love you anymore, no one will listen to you anymore, not even you I no longer believe that you were so beautiful. Please remember that there is always someone in this world that you can visit. With him, you still have a youthful appearance and a young smile. In his heart, you will never grow old .”

Lu Buwei looked at Zhao Ji, who was only three feet away from him, looking defenseless.As long as you stretch out your hand, you can hold her in your arms, even... you can easily throw her to the ground, and then... Isn't this what he has always dreamed of?Lu Buwei was immersed in fantasy, he felt his throat was dry and his whole body was hot.As long as he could have this woman again, he would not hesitate to pay any price.However, the last man who possessed Zhao Ji was Lao Ai, and it was impossible for Zhao Ji not to compare him with Lao Ai.Can he be as strong as Lao Ai?Lu Buwei twitched the corner of his mouth, he forced him to be strong, and the breeze blew the hill.Maybe, when the small universe burns, Bravery will be beyond his expectations.In short, just like you have to believe that the sun will rise tomorrow, you have to believe that you can perform beyond the standard.Just as he was thinking, Lu Buwei's body unknowingly bent like a bow, about to make a leap like a cheetah.

Looking at Lu Buwei's strange shape, Zhao Ji couldn't help feeling a little scared, and asked coldly, "Xiangguo, are you okay?" Frightened by this, Lu Buwei's body gradually relaxed, and sighed: "The old minister owed a lot to the Queen Mother in the past, and his crimes were serious. Every time he thinks about it, he regrets it. I wonder if the Queen Mother will show mercy and give the old minister a chance to redeem his sins?" Zhao Ji said: "What's the point of bringing up the past?" Lu Buwei took out three letters, which were the distress letters Zhao Ji wrote to him when he was confined in Fuyang Palace in Yong County.Lu Buwei started to read it, and when he read the sentence "I am ashamed to be in the eyes of my old friends with a ruined body, and I still hope that Lu Lang will take pity on the old beauty", he said: "Has the Queen Mother forgotten these letters?"

Zhao Ji's expression remained unchanged, and she said, "My concubine's heart is dead, so it's fortunate that Xiangguo doesn't bother me." Lu Buwei's face was ashen.He understood again: time is like water, and the water is as deep as that previous love, submerging two people.One has landed and the other is still sinking.Now, the surface of the water is calm, no one passes by, no one thinks that that love has been divided into two parts, one is safely transferred, and the other will sink forever. Zhao Ji's indifference angered Lu Buwei, he laughed back in anger, and said: "May the king often come to Ganquan Palace to greet the Queen Mother?" Zhao Ji wondered, "Why did Xiangguo ask such a question?" Lu Buwei said: "The old minister just suddenly thought of the two children born to the Empress Dowager and Lai Ai, who are carved in powder and jade, how much they are loved! Died unjustly in this Oasis Palace, the soul must still linger, the king has always loved himself , I'm afraid I don't want to stop more than in this palace." Zhao Ji was very angry, with fire in her eyes, she said angrily: "What are you doing here?" Lu Buwei felt a burst of joy, and added fuel to the fire: "The old minister made a slip of the tongue, I hope the Queen Mother will forgive me. The old minister happened to be there when the car broke down. It was a tragedy..." Zhao Ji pointed outwards and screamed, "Get out for me." Lu Buwei said with a sinister smile: Yes, I should go.Empress Dowager, please take care of yourself, veterans thousands of miles away will miss Empress Dowager every day. Lu Buwei resigned, and Zhao Ji burst into tears.After crying for a while, he shouted out again: "Don't hide, come out." A maid came out with a look of panic and knelt down on the ground. Zhao Ji said: "Have you heard everything?" The maid said: "I dare not." Zhao Ji closed her eyes and said, "I don't blame you for your duty. If you hear something, just tell the king the truth." Zhao Ji waved her hand, and the maid stepped back.Zhao Ji lay down on a slant, with tears still remaining on her face, her face was withered, no one knew what she was thinking.As the camera zoomed out, Zhao Ji's moving and sad figure slowly disappeared into the shadows.The wind blows the wormholes on the beams of the palace, making a sound that resembles both a sigh and a whimper.