On the fourth day in Xianyang, a heavy snow suddenly fell and enveloped the entire city of Xianyang overnight.

  The snow was the biggest he had ever seen, and it didn't fall gently like usual, but heavily, piling up densely. The plum blossoms in the courtyard were knocked to the ground and instantly covered.

  Inside, the fireplace was shining with a warm and cozy light. Suddenly, Wang Valle opened the window slightly to look outside.

  Song Chuoyi wrapped himself in a sheepskin coat and leaned against the window frame, occasionally glancing outside through the gap.

  "Wei Guo, it won't snow this heavily, will it?" Song Chu Yi suddenly said

  "Teacher, are you thinking of that lost friend?"

  Does she remember? She seemed to have never remembered anyone. Song Chu Er stroked the white blade's handle, narrowed her eyes and looked outside, not answering. Bao Cui didn't dare mention this matter again, but she also thought that if Zhao Yi Lou was outside in such a snowstorm, he would certainly be on the verge of death.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The door was knocked, Song Chuyi recalled his thoughts and said, "Come in."

  Snowflakes covered his whole body as he pushed open the door, turned around to close it, and then walked in front of Song Chu, bowing his head slightly, "Sir, we have been waiting for four days, why hasn't Qin Gong summoned us yet?"

  "It's just a heavy snow, after all, it's impossible to travel, and I'll wait patiently for two more days" Song didn't bother to urge Bai Ping unless necessary, Wei Guo was busy but they wouldn't forget the national envoy.

  After a period of getting along, Ji Yu had more confidence in Song Chuyi. This plan was all in Song Chuyi's hands, and he only needed to follow orders, so he didn't ask much.

  Into the Night

  The heavy city gate of Xianyang was slowly closing, and suddenly a horseshoe sound came from the snowy ground. The guards on the city wall looked out and saw that among the vast expanse, more than 100 cavalrymen were galloping along the official road, advancing through the snow, and soon approached the city.

  The distant wind and snow accompanied by a loud shout came over, "General Sima is returning to the city!"

  The guard on the city wall recognized them as Black Armor Cavalry at a glance and immediately shouted, "General Sima is back! Lower the drawbridge!"

  Almost every large city has a moat dug along the outer wall, and the bridges on the moat can be lifted by manpower. Xianyang is no exception.

  The two teams of soldiers slowly lowered the thick and sturdy wooden bridge from the castle tower by releasing the iron chains.

  The wooden bridge fell to the ground with a low rumble, stirring up the surrounding snowflakes.

  The black armor army galloped across the bridge, leaving a horseshoe print on the ground but was soon buried by the heavy snow.

  This cavalry team went straight from the main road to the gate of Xianyang Palace and stopped for a moment, then actually rode into the palace gate and stopped in front of the main hall.

  The leading general dismounted with a nimble flip of his body, tossed the horse whip to the guard behind him, and strode up the steps.

  On the steps, a man in his sixties had been waiting with an umbrella for a long time. Seeing the arrival of the person, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, just about to speak when he was interrupted by a cold voice, "Summon the court assembly!"

  The young master was taken aback for a moment, then his face lit up with joy. He hastily responded with a "yes" and quickly descended the stairs, venturing out into the heavy snow.

  The wind and snow grew stronger

  Gazing at the vast snowfall, Song Chuyi faintly heard the sound of drums coming from afar. His hand, which was stroking the white blade, paused slightly, and a hint of a smile spread across his lips. "Do you hear it?"

  He did not put down the bamboo slips carelessly and listened carefully with his ears sideways, "It's the morning drum"

  "It won't be long before we can meet with Duke Qin." Song Qi said

  "How did the teacher know?" asked Taro with a puzzled expression.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one end rose and took a sip of tea. "At present, there is only one thing in Qin Guo that can make Qin Gong gather the court in the evening."

  "Shang Jun!"

  For the new king of Qin's thunderous methods, Song Chu was very appreciative.

  At the beginning of Song's reign, he ordered the execution of Shang Yang without hesitation, gaining the support of the old aristocracy of Qin and solidifying his position. After firmly grasping power, he announced that he would not abolish Shang Yang's new laws, triggering a rebellion by the old aristocracy. This young ruler suppressed the rebellion with an iron fist, swiftly and decisively.

  This time, it was this nineteen-year-old new king's first shock to the entire Qin state.

  "Sir, Bai Xingren has arrived." Ji Bian reported from outside.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a shepherd on horseback wore a sheepskin cloak and sat upright, "Please let him in."

  Outside, Bai Ping walked to the front of the house, took off his bamboo hat and raincoat, tidied up his clothes and hat, before pushing open the door and going in.

  Song Chu stood up together, after both sides quietly exchanged greetings, Song Chu then spoke, "Please sit down, Bai Xingren"

  Bai Pingdao nodded his head in gratitude, found a suitable seat and knelt down, smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty wants to meet with the noble envoy an hour later, I wonder if the noble envoy has any inconvenient place?"

  "This is just a courtesy, what inconvenience can be more important than the diplomatic relations between the two countries?" Song Chu smiled slightly and said, "Of course not, but how did Duke Qin happen to meet me in the evening?"

  He couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly as he looked at Song Chuyi's expression, clearly pretending to be puzzled.

  "You have just finished handling official duties and learned that your envoy has been waiting for a long time, so you immediately set up a banquet to entertain your envoy." White said.

  Bai Gu did not speak rashly, got it, this one is also a person who does not mince words.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one sat up straight and said, "Having received such generous treatment from Duke Qin, I am deeply grateful and tears are falling."

  "I won't disturb you then. I've had warm spring water and fragrant bath prepared for your use." Bai Xingren bowed his hands in farewell.

  "Teacher, let's take a bath together! I haven't washed in the hot spring for a long time."

  At the beginning of the song, a dry cough sounded, and Song Chu was still thinking about what excuse to use to refuse. Cui Gu looked at Song Chu's crotch with a sly smile, "I'll go prepare my clothes... Teacher, you're not afraid of losing to me in shoe size, are you?"

  Having said that, he dashed out like a gust of wind.

  "Whatever..." Song Chu rubbed his temples, seeing that it was hopeless to persuade him back. After a moment of silence, he quickly got up like a rabbit, grabbed two pieces of clothing from the box, and rushed into the bathroom.

  There is a large bathtub in the courtyard, with hot water every day. The bathroom is extremely warm, so Song Chuyi takes a bath every day and can't wait to make up for those days on the road. As a result, her body is not dirty at all, and she only needs to rinse off with fragrant water once.

  The servants in the courtyard stared at the person running wildly, with things dropping from their hands all over the ground. A snow wolf followed behind, trampling them. Behind were two trembling maids picking up the scattered items.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a first-class white blade also ran into the bathroom, locked the door from the inside, quickly stripped off his clothes and jumped into the pool.

  That servant was excitedly waiting for the maid to collect his clothes, he had been soaking in hot springs almost every day in Weiguo and wouldn't get excited about it, as for why he felt this way now, he wasn't aware of it, and happily went to look for Song Chuyi

  Lin'gou hummed a little tune, followed by two maids carrying clothes behind her. She walked to Song Chuyi's room and saw the door wide open, so she poked her head in, "Teacher, I'm ready."

  No one answered

  Bai Gu stepped in with one foot, "Teacher?"

  "Ah-choo!" came a voice from behind, which was Song Chu Yi's.

  He turned back to see Song Chuyi, dressed in a white robe with wide sleeves, her black hair dripping wet and scattered behind her. He couldn't help but stare, his eyes wide with surprise, "You..."

  "Boy, you're too slow!" Song Chuoyi tossed the towel over his shoulder and patted him on the back. "There's more than one pool in that bathhouse, hurry up before White Blade ruins everything."

  "I...". Mo Dao suddenly recalled something and was silent for a moment, had he just experienced a brief memory loss? Otherwise, things were developing too quickly!

  "Ah, right!" Song Chu said, turning his head back, "Tell your maid to help Bai Jing wipe the dew off."

  "Oh" Yu Gu nodded dully and led the maid into the bathroom.

  Baijian was frolicking in one of the largest pools, having a great time. Shi Gu looked at it with a glance, habitually raised his hand, and had his servant help him take off his clothes.

  He was not as robust as a grown-up, but he was well-proportioned, with wheat-colored skin and already slightly muscular, showing the vigorous vitality of youth everywhere.

  As he walked into the bathroom next to Shirakawa's, Kusuo suddenly recalled in his mind the image of Song Chuyi with her hair disheveled just a moment ago, which was surprisingly much more beautiful than usual.

  He was dazed, and in front of him a splash of water suddenly splashed up. Two maidservants cried out in surprise and retreated repeatedly.

  White blade jumped into the small pool of Bao Valley and splashed a few times, then climbed out and jumped back to the big pool.

  His face turned iron-green, he was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly roared, "Come on! Prepare a new bath for me! You dirty thing!"

  Song initially held a book in her room, and a Qin state servant girl was drying her hair. Upon hearing the noise, she burst into loud laughter.

  With a smile, thinking that no maid would dare approach White Edge, he said, "Jian, go help White Edge wipe his body dry and bring it back to air dry."

  He went away at the sound of the voice

  After drying her hair, Song Chuyi dismissed the maid and called over Qiao Yan. While dressing herself, she told Qiao Yan to be more particular.

  After everything was ready, Zhang Wuji walked in with a wet body and a pale face.

  "If you don't get ready now, it will be too late." Song Chu Yi leaned back in his chair and said slowly.

  Bai Gu sat down without saying a word, and the maid immediately came forward to help him tidy up for a while before he said resentfully, "White Blade bullied me."

  Song Chuoyan barely held back her laughter and comforted him, "After the banquet is over and we return, I will punish it."

  "Speak words count" Yan Guo frowned and said

  Song nodded solemnly at first.

  "Master" Ji Yuhe had already changed into a suit of armor

  "It's still early" Song Chuoyi finished washing up and getting dressed in the time it took to drink half a cup of tea. She instructed Zi Chao to wash up, get changed and told her not to put on makeup or style her hair in an elaborate coiffure, but instead wear a light blue skirt with a curved hem.

  Song Chu knew Qin Gong's preferences well, and heavy makeup would only spoil his appetite.

  The valley was quickly tidied up.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, a brief conversation was exchanged, and then he sat quietly waiting for dawn.

  After a while, the door appeared with a slender figure of Zi Chao. She wore a light blue dress with a curved skirt, which perfectly highlighted her delicate curves, not vulgar or coquettish, but elegant and refined, with an irresistible charm.

  Three men indoors stared at her without blinking their eyes

  "Skin as white as jade and bones made of ice." Song Shi praised in one sentence.

  Ji Yu first regained his composure, "Sir, Bai Xingren has been waiting for a long time, let's set off"

  Meeting Qin Gong, Song Chu was quite expectant, but his gaze became increasingly calm, "Good", (vote for recommendation), (monthly vote).