Unfurl the three sheepskin scrolls, on which the characters are written neatly and powerfully, telling many small stories, each with some profound meaning, somewhat in the style of Zhuangzi.

  It turns out that I couldn't help but read it all in one go. At first, I just quickly browsed through it, but later on, I found myself carefully pondering over each story as I read it.

  These are all the records of Song's journey here, which took only two months to complete. The recorded events are not many, but they are full of wisdom and make people think deeply.

  As the sky was about to brighten, Weng Xi finally reluctantly put down the sheepskin scroll and untied the bamboo slips.

  At first glance, he was even more shocked in his heart

  The opening three striking characters - "Annihilation Theory" had completely captivated him, his ambition and ideals deeply buried in his heart. Without absolute power, he would never reveal even a hint of it. Yet this article's views coincided with his innermost thoughts, making him feel that if life could have such a kindred spirit to roam freely with, it would be an extremely delightful thing.

  Winning the case with a single glance, couldn't help but applaud and shout "Bravo!"

  "Hahaha!"

  The sudden burst of laughter startled the eunuch standing beside him, who couldn't help but steal a glance at the young emperor. Since his ascension to the throne, he hadn't even cracked a smile, and many people thought he was incapable of laughing. Who would have thought that he would laugh so wildly in the middle of the night?

  Wang Ji re-read the "Annihilation Theory" carefully, memorized its contents, and then threw the bamboo slips into the fire basin.

  He lowered his eyes and stared at the bamboo slips in the basin, which gradually turned black, with a hint of a smile still on his handsome face.

  The imperial concubine stared blankly, thinking that the emperor was not a thousand-year-old unmoving iceberg after all.

  "Your Majesty, it's almost dawn, why don't you take a rest?" The inner attendant saw that the emperor was in a good mood, so he plucked up his courage and advised again.

  "Hmm" won the soft hand put three volumes of sheepskin into the jade box, got up and walked towards the bed.

  The next morning

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, she got up early because Qin Gong might summon her today, and she also had to start preparing to go to the next country.

  Inside the house, the fragrance of orchids wafted gently. In a corner, Song Chu was engrossed in playing chess against herself, with black and white pieces locked in a fierce battle, each side evenly matched, making it difficult for either to find an immediate breakthrough. She paused momentarily and asked, "Yu, who did your sect send to the state of Qi?"

  This time for the diplomatic mission, Song Chu Yi was in charge of Qin, Zhao and Han's three countries. In order to save time, Qi and Chu each sent someone separately.

  The state of Qin is currently unstable at home and abroad, and it's unlikely to launch a large-scale invasion of another country within half a year. The state of Zhao has also started internal unrest, although it won't shake the foundation, it's not a good time for external warfare either. Therefore, the main force in this siege of Wei is from Qi and Chu.

  Whether this battle can be launched depends on the situation of Song Chu Er's side, and whether it can win depends on whether Qi Chu can launch a strong attack.

  "Mr. Min" plays badminton

  "Min Chi" As soon as the name came out, Song Chu threw the chess piece in his hand into the pot, seemingly muttering to himself and also seeming to say to Ji Yu, "You are very trusting of him."

  "Are you familiar with Mr. Min?" Ji Yu asked

  Song Chu did not respond, and Ji Yu also stopped asking, turning to explain, "Min Xian was a disciple of Guiguzi, learning military strategy, but he is also very capable in diplomacy. In the state of Wei for a year, he shared many worries with the monarch, so the monarch relies on him heavily."

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one of them pouted and said, "The disciples of Guigu are numerous, with at least 800 or 900, how can our school be better? We have fewer but more refined."

  Zhuangzi's true disciples who entered his gate were only a few dozen, compared to Guiguzi, it was really extremely small.

  "Hmph, although I'm also considered a member of the sect now, I still have to say that Guigu Zi is famous throughout the world, and scholars from all over the world flock to him. We can't even get any disciples!" Finally, Qiuhe Buwang found an opportunity to strike at Song Chu Yi

  Song Chuoyi raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, asking slowly, "Do you know which sect you belong to?"

  "Hey, you didn't tell me before, how was I supposed to know?"

  "Hmm, it's like this" Song Chu smiled and looked at him, "I can guarantee that our sect is also famous throughout the land, but the thing is, we're quite strict when it comes to accepting disciples. Your master said that when traveling outside, sometimes you can't avoid taking in one or two disciples with poor aptitude, comprehension, and demeanor. If unfortunately you take them in, you are not allowed to reveal the secrets of our sect to them."

  "Bad qualifications? Bad comprehension? No demeanor?" Zhang Guo didn't dare to be rash, and the letter was fiercely slapped onto the table.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, one leisurely leaned on the armrest and said, "No need to rush to prove that you really don't have any air, I understand you, don't be humble, young man."

  "Ah——" Meng Chao let out a loud roar and rushed out in big strides. He was afraid that if he looked at Song Chu's ambiguous smile again, he would not be able to hold back from pouncing on her and giving her a good scolding. White Edge, who had been dozing off with his eyes narrowed, suddenly opened them wide and happily followed Meng Chao out, probably thinking there was something fun going on.

  Just now, Song Chu asked about Min Chi's tardiness, and Ji Yu already felt that she was in a bad mood. Zhen Guo didn't know better and still bumped into the knife edge, which happened to vent her anger. Who could be blamed?

  Ji Yu sighed silently in his heart, it's really self-inflicted suffering.

  The room fell silent, and Song Chuyi was arranging the chess pieces in the bowl, suddenly letting out a soft laugh.

  Unexpectedly, the first time she made a suggestion, it ended up being implemented with him, which suddenly made her feel unenthusiastic and a bit tired. However, as a person, one must have a beginning and an end, and Song Chuyi was not someone without magnanimity. She decided to give him an opportunity to rise again, but what could he do anyway?

  Picking it up and then slamming it down again is also quite thrilling.

  Thinking of this, Song Chu'er became excited again, touched the chess pieces and continued his enthusiastic solo game.

  Ji Yu looked at her subtle emotional changes, which were even faster than the changes in the weather on a June day, and was momentarily speechless.

  Two moments passed

  Ji Yu saw Song initially playing chess with himself and became so engrossed that he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, is playing chess with oneself this interesting?"

  "Hmm..." Song Chuoyi murmured, his fingers pinching a black go stone as he furrowed his brow in thought. After a while, he said, "Of course."

  Most people who start playing against themselves don't know where to begin, because ordinary people find it difficult to think in two directions at once. Both sides' thoughts are already in their own minds, and they already know each other's strategies, so the fun of the game is lost. But for Song ChuYi, the greatest benefit of playing against himself was that he could train himself to consider things from all angles.

  "Sir, Qin Gong has summoned you." Ji Bian reported from outside

  Baijian rushed in from behind Ji Tian's back with a whoosh, carrying a white cloth in his mouth and handing it to Song Chuyi.

  Song Chu picked it up and took a look, "Underwear?"

  It seems like it's already been worn through, this size... looks like it was worn by someone named Mo Yao.

  "Good job!" Song Chu patted White Edge's head with his hand and pulled out a piece of dried meat from his sleeve pocket to toss at it.

  Song Chuayi adjusted his clothes and just walked out the door when he heard a loud shout from the bathroom, "Someone! Get me my underwear! You dare to bully me, you worthless slaves!"

  "What's going on?" Song Chu asked with great interest to Ji Bian

  Ji Bian replaced the servant girl, wiped away her sweat and said, "Just now, Bai Jing was playing in the bathroom, when she came out, she ran to chase after the servant girls who were delivering the changed clothes, scaring them all away..."

  "This is outrageous! White Blade!" Song Chu yelled

  Bai Jing rushed out of the house and squatted down in front of Song Chuyi.

  Alas! Just as I was about to give up, Song Chuyi scolded Bai Jing, "Since you've taken the inner garment, why not take the outer cloak too? You still have the nerve to eat my dried meat, how shameless!"

  Ji Yuhe's forehead was sweating, and he secretly vowed in his heart that no matter who he offended in the future, he could not offend Song Chuyi.

  "Sir, it's time to depart"

  "Hmm" Song Chuoyi responded with a murmur.

  The white blade looked at the few people leaving with a disappointed expression, thinking that it was called over to eat dried meat, but in the end, there was nothing. It seemed like its owner was even scolding it. Although it didn't know what Song Chuyi's words meant, it also discovered that when it picked up things and brought them back, it would be given food... Hmm, this time it must pick up more things.

  Bai Ruo touched her mouth and quickly ran back to the bathroom.

  As soon as Song Chuanyi got on the horse carriage, he heard the shouting and angry roars from the courtyard, it was chaotic like a chicken flying and a dog jumping, he couldn't help but curve his mouth and muttered to himself, "Indeed worthy of being my, Song's, little pet, clever"

  It's still snowing outside, but much less than yesterday, and the wind is gradually dying down.

  The snow on the road was half a person deep, and it had already covered more than half of the doors on both sides. The icicles on the eaves hung down to the ground in some places. The snow on the road had been cleared away, but many people were still busy at their own doorsteps.

  Arrived smoothly at Qin Palace

  Two palace maids led Song Chuyi to a warm pavilion

  "This time, the eunuch did not shout loudly, but respectfully said to the closed door, 'Your Majesty, the envoy of the State of Wei has arrived.'"

  A faint "hmm" came from inside the house.

  The envoy requested that the inner attendant open the door.

  As soon as Song stepped into the house, he felt a warm feeling wash over him.

  The warm pavilion wasn't particularly large, roughly only two zhang in length and width. Inside, many bamboo slips were piled up. In front of a large desk, a monarch dressed in black fine clothes was writing something on a piece of silk fabric. He heard the sound of footsteps. Before Song Chu even opened his mouth, he said without lifting his head, "Sit."

  "Your humble servant thanks you, Duke of Qin." Song Shi Yi bowed properly before kneeling down on the soft cushion to one side.

  Her writing is so exquisite and refined that it's hard to understand her meaning at times.

  At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he started to get bored and began to examine the decorations in the house. After a circle, his eyes fell on Yingju again, and he secretly sighed, "It's really beautiful."

  Song Chu actually didn't consider marriage at all, and wouldn't think of trapping herself in someone's backyard, unless someone treated the world as their backyard. She simply thought that if she could come to Qin Guo in the future, just looking at it would be enjoyable. After discussing national affairs, who knows, maybe she could even take advantage of the opportunity to touch a few times, or see some semi-nudity...

  Putting down his brush, he looked up to see Song Chuyi with a radiant smile on her face. With an expressionless face, he asked, "What joyful matter has befallen your noble self that you wouldn't mind sharing with me?"

  "Cough" Song Chu suddenly didn't expect that with one opening of his mouth, he would say so many words, it was really not easy. He dryly laughed and said, "Your humble servant is only captivated by your noble demeanor, nothing more, nothing more."