Chapter 91: Capture Ying Chengjiao!
"He said: 'If you want to survive, go straight back to Yongdi.'"
"Um."
Zhao Ji responded, listening to the vague voice like a dream talk, as if her mind was not here.
Seeing Zhao Ji like this, the beautiful maid gently poked Zhao Ji's slender waist.
Zhao Ji turned her head and laughed, pointing at Teng and the maid and asked, "Are you having an affair with Teng?"
Teng's exhausted face showed visible anger, and he shouted loudly: "Teng is only concerned about the Queen Mother. If he has any other thoughts, he will be abandoned by both gods and men!"
A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the beautiful maid, and she knelt on the ground hurriedly, saying: "This servant is only willing to serve the Queen Mother, and I don't want to serve anyone else in this life."
"Just chatting and laughing, you two are really boring. Teng, I heard that you have something important to report to me, tell me quickly."
Teng, the first Iron Eagle Swordsman instructor, spoke in a more serious tone, "Lord Chang'an attended the court and confined the eldest son to the Zheng Palace. He entered the Zhangtai Palace and spoke in a way that influenced His Majesty's decision."
"Um?"
Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes suddenly lit up.
She lightly shook her cicada-like clothes, and the white gauze fluttered like white clouds falling from the sky, like the Queen Mother flying in the clouds.
"Good, very good. Since he broke the contract first, it's not my fault. Lu'er, go inform all the officials and return to Xianyang with me tomorrow. I am finally tired of seeing these green mountains and clear waters."
The beautiful maid named Lu'er opened her big watery eyes and stared at Zhao Ji. Zhao Ji's rosy face was reflected in the lake water in her eyes.
"Is the Queen Mother drunk?"
"Why can a jar of Hu wine make me drunk?"
"That……"
Lu'er put her mouth close to the empress dowager's ear and held her two jade hands to her mouth to make a trumpet shape.
"The white dove has not arrived yet."
"Huh?"
Zhao Ji raised one of her feet and placed it on Teng's bent leg. The white gauze slipped off, revealing her thigh like winter snow, all in Teng's view.
There were two balls of burning flames in Teng's eyes. He originally looked extremely exhausted, but all of a sudden he had a lot of energy surging from his body.
He swallowed his saliva frantically, and even though his eyes were sore, he was reluctant to blink. He was afraid that if he blinked, the beautiful legs that looked smoother than jade would disappear in front of him.
When Lu'er saw Teng's expression, the sadness in her eyes became even heavier.
"If I say that he violated the contract in the last two cases, I would be petty. But the fact that he cannot participate in politics is written in black and white in the bet. Teng, I sent you to Xianyang because that kid went to court and said nonsense. His behavior can be said to be participating in politics, or not. I am not sure whether he participated in politics, so I want you to warn him not to forget the bet we made in the past. You said he participated in politics, but do you have definite evidence?"
Teng's eyes were full of beautiful legs, and there was no resentment in his voice. He said, "Your Majesty wants to change the fiefdom into counties, and Chang'an Jun opposed it in the court. This matter is known to everyone in the court and the public. It happened on the day I entered Xianyang. Isn't this participating in politics?"
Zhao Ji moved her beautiful legs away.
The reluctance and attachment in Teng's eyes were not concealed at all.
Lu'er's gloomy look disappeared.
"I don't understand counties, but I do understand the division of fiefdoms. That kid wants to be a fiefdom. As expected, he is still intent on being a thief. He said he would give the throne to Zheng'er, but he still hasn't stopped until now! Teng, you see that kid, see if he still has any martial arts skills?"
When it comes to Ying Chengjiao, Teng's heart, which was wrapped in lust, was instantly shaken and returned to normal.
There was fear in Teng's eyes as he recalled the feeling of having no control over his life or death that day.
"Chang'an Jun's martial arts are as bottomless as an abyss and as endless as a mountain."
"The little boy is very patient and has not lost his virginity yet."
Zhao Ji gave up the idea of assassinating Ying Chengjiao and asked Teng, who was frightened on the ground, to retreat first.
When he stood up, he pretended to glance at Zhao Ji casually, imprinting her graceful figure and elegant beauty in his mind.
I didn't dare to look any longer and just bowed and left.
After Teng left, the beautiful maid Lu'er took off the heavy phoenix crown on Zhao Ji's head and helped Zhao Ji lie down on the large felt.
Lu'er placed her slender hands on both sides of Zhao Ji's temples and kneaded them gently.
"This crown is too heavy. Every time I wear it, my head gets tired. Find a carpenter to make a mold out of poplar wood. Apply some gold powder, and then take the birds off the crown and put them on the wooden crown. It will be lighter, the better."
"This is Your Majesty's filial piety. If the Queen Mother destroyed the Phoenix Coronet, Your Majesty would be sad to know about it."
"Alas, he is not sad, but his mother is sad."
Lu'er chuckled twice, bringing disaster upon her own buttocks.
“Ah~”
Zhao Ji slapped Lu'er's left buttock with great force. Lu'er's buttock trembled like jelly and took a long time to stabilize.
Zhao Ji closed her eyes and enjoyed Lu'er's massage.
"This butt is good for childbearing."
"The Queen Mother."
"Um?"
"How did Lord Chang'an achieve such praise for his martial arts when he is less than 30 years old? Is there really a martial arts genius in the world?"
"There are definitely martial arts prodigies, but that kid is definitely not one of them. The reason he can have such martial arts skills is related to the martial arts he practices."
"Does the Queen Mother have this technique? Can Lu'er practice it?"
"I do have a copy of the technique, but as for whether you can practice it, have you lost your virginity?"
Lu'er blushed.
"The Queen Mother asked even though she knew the answer. Lu'er has never even held a man's hand."
Lu'er's face turned red.
"...still a virgin."
Zhao Ji opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful maid's increasingly embarrassed face. She smiled and said, "Once a little bit of it leaks out, it will be like a water bag with a small hole. All the power will be lost without a single drop left."
"The most important thing is, if you want to master this skill quickly, like that kid who has reached the pinnacle of martial arts at such a young age, the shortcut is to have sex. Only by enduring what ordinary people cannot endure and doing what ordinary people cannot do can you achieve what ordinary people cannot achieve. In this case, do you still want to practice this skill?"
Just when Zhao Ji was talking about martial arts with her maid Lu'er, Teng, who had just left, came back.
When Teng left, he left alone, a complete person.
When he came back, he was carried back by someone with only a head left .
Rustle~
A man covered in armor, wearing a helmet and an iron mask placed Teng's head on the felt cloth.
"In compliance with the order of the Empress Dowager, Teng has surrendered. Here is his head." The Iron-Faced Man said in a clear voice.
"Plug its eyes, ears, mouth and nose with cinnabar, and then coat its surface with wax. It will not rot for a hundred years. Then send it to Lu'er's room and place it at the head of her bed."
"only."
Zhao Ji gently blew the fragrance on Lu'er's face, as if trying to blow away the stiff expression on her face.
"Lu'er, are you happy that you can see your sweetheart every day when you open your eyes?"
The beautiful maid knew rationally that she should smile, but at this moment she wanted to burst into tears.
When the two are combined, the new expression is one that seems to be neither smiling nor crying.
Every inch of that delicate and lovely face had the word sadness written on it.
"joy."
…
The second day.
Chang'an Jun Mansion.
Early in the morning, the rough man in white knocked on Ying Chengjiao's door and said, "Teng is dead," in Ying Chengjiao's unhappy look that said, "You'd better be in trouble."
"oh."
"Don't be sad, my lord. This is not your fault."
Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Why should I be sad? He left me and followed Zhao Xianglu. I wished he would die soon. Why should I be sad? Go away, go away, don't disturb my sleep."
Peng~
Both doors closed.
With the door closed, the room was mostly dark except for the dim light coming in through the window.
Ying Chengjiao hid in the darkness, without moving, for a long time.
"I told you to go back to Yongdi, why didn't you listen..."
Outside the door, the reckless man stretched out his hand and wanted to say something else, but ended up sighing silently.
My Lord, if you really meant this, why wouldn't you be able to control your strength so precisely today, and why would the sound of the door closing be a little louder than usual?
There were some things that the reckless man couldn't figure out. He didn't know why Teng left Xianyang alive but died in Yongdi.
He believes that his brain is not that useful and he may not be able to figure it out even if he spends a whole day thinking on it, so he wants to find someone with a useful brain to give him the answer.
The reckless man stepped into Han Fei's courtyard and entered Han Fei's study. He found Han Fei, who was bent over the table, writing furiously with a brush in hand, and a pile of white paper a foot high beside him.
"Stutter, I have something to ask you."
The reckless man told Han Fei everything about how Teng Sheng left the Chang'an Palace and died in Yongdi.
"Although Teng's martial arts skills are far inferior to mine, they are not much inferior to Meng Tian who came to the mansion that day. His martial arts skills cannot be said to be low. Moreover, the Lord said that Teng's strength is teaching people. With such a talent, how could Zhao Xianglu be willing to cut off his own arm? I really can't understand it."
Han Fei listened carefully and wrote.
[There is too little information, so I don’t know. ]
Reckless man: ...
The reckless man looked at Han Fei with a look that said, "Don't you want to tell me?"
Han Fei wrote helplessly.
[It's not that I really don't know, but I'm not your Majesty, so how can I predict the future and see through everything? 】
When the reckless man heard this, he suddenly became happy and laughed out loud as he sat next to Han Fei.
"I thought I was the only one who didn't know why Teng died, but it turns out that even the famous Han Feizi didn't know either. It seems that it's not that I'm too stupid, but that this matter is too profound."
Han Fei blinked, wrote a line on the paper, and then tapped the back of the hand of the man who was laughing with his head raised lightly with his pen.
The reckless man lowered his head, saw the handwriting, and his smile froze.
[I don't know why Teng died . 】
The reckless man was angry: "Didn't you just say you didn't know?"
[What you just asked was why Queen Mother Zhao killed Teng. I don’t know for sure.]
"Isn't this the same idea?"
[When you ask why Queen Mother Zhao killed Teng, you are asking about her thoughts. When you ask why Teng died, you are asking about the cause of Teng's death. The two sentences have different meanings.]
Reckless man: ???
He felt that his IQ was not enough and he suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.
He suspected that Han Fei was teasing him on purpose.
But looking at Han Fei's serious and handsome face, which was staring at him seriously, the reckless man knew that he was overthinking.
This stutterer probably doesn't even have the interest to play with me...
"…Why did Teng die?"
【The Queen Mother Zhao and the Lord are at loggerheads. Over the years, anyone the Queen Mother Zhao sent to Xianyang would be killed if he was found by the Lord. Under such circumstances, the Queen Mother Zhao sent Teng to Xianyang to find the Lord. One of her reasons was to borrow the Lord's sword to kill Teng. This can be seen from the letters Teng brought with him. The Queen Mother Zhao did not think Teng could have a conversation with the Lord.】
"...If there is one, then there must be another?"
[The second is to test the king's character. Teng was brought up by the king, and whether the king kills Teng is very important to Queen Mother Zhao. The third is...]
"Alright, alright."
The reckless man's brain was overloaded. He felt his IQ was insulted again and regretted why he was so rude.
Why do these people have so many twists and turns in their minds?
This is obviously a very simple matter, but it has to be made so complicated.
The reckless man held Han Fei's hand, not letting him continue writing anything else. He said with a headache, "I understand. If Teng enters Xianyang, he will definitely die, regardless of whether the emperor kills him or not."
【That is not the case.】
The reckless man jumped up, hit the palm of his right hand with the back of his left hand, and said in a hopscotch: "Not at all! You just said that Zhao Xianglu was going to be sent to Xianyang, and he was going to die!"
Han Fei sighed, shook his head helplessly, and started writing with a look that said there was no hope for him.
【When Teng left, the Lord asked him to return to Yong directly, which was Teng's only chance to survive. If Teng did not collect other rumors about the Lord, he would have left Xianyang and returned to Yong directly. The Queen Mother of Zhao wanted to know the Lord's current situation, so she could only send Teng to Xianyang again to investigate the Lord's information, and Teng would have survived - so far, Teng was the only one who survived among those who entered Xianyang. But Teng did not listen to the Lord. He stayed in Xianyang for a long time and returned to Yong after collecting the bodies of his companions. It is expected that he had collected enough information. The Queen Mother of Zhao got this information, and Teng lost his role. Teng's death was his own fault.】
After finishing writing, Han Fei shook his wrist, looking extremely tired.
I looked at the reckless man with sympathy, as if to say "I can't help it if you still don't understand", and he even felt his own ignorance.
The reckless man said stubbornly: "No wonder the king said that the art of martial arts is popular in your country, it is true."
Han Fei frowned and wrote heavily with his pen.
[Just because you cannot rule the country with tactics does not mean that tactics cannot be used. Besides, this is just a way of survival, what does it have to do with "tactics"? If you assassinate the King of Qin, is that the right way, and can you save Yan? If the King of Qin dies, the King will take the throne, and in order to avenge his brother, the first country to be destroyed will be Yan. If the King of Qin survives, and you anger the King of Qin, Yan will also be the first to be destroyed. Calling you a reckless man is not unfair to you! ]
Ying Chengjiao said in front of Han Fei that the art style prevailing in Korea had no strengths, but Han Fei retorted fiercely - although Han Fei lost in the end.
In front of Han Fei, the reckless man also spoke of the prevalence of magic, and he didn't get angry at all when Han Fei retorted to him - the reckless man was not a time traveler, and he didn't have the trick of being a prophet.
This stuttering needs to be cured by your Majesty.
The speechless reckless man sighed and changed the subject, "I went to the toilet at 11:00 am and saw that the light was still on in your study. Now I see bloodshot in your eyes, so you must have not slept all night? What are you writing?"
【Han Feizi】
"Wasn't it compiled several years ago? Did you only write one copy? The one you gave to the King of Qin through Li Si is the only copy?"
[No, I want to rewrite Han Feizi. There should be no technique in the law.]
"Stutter, it's normal for people to think differently. Confucius didn't change Confucianism after consulting Laozi, did he? Law, tactics, and power are the three schools of Legalism. When you integrated Legalism, how could you miss the tactics school? Don't change your life's work just because of a few words from your Majesty."
Although the man had little education, he at least knew that "Han Feizi" written by Han Fei had the supreme status in the Legalists.
Two nights ago, when they were having a barbecue, Ying Chengjiao said a few words and Han Fei wanted to rewrite "Han Feizi". Mangfu thought this was really an overreaction.
Han Fei was too lazy to write a single word this time.
He looked at the reckless man with a look that indicated he understood nothing, which made the reckless man very angry.
Just when the two of them were fed up with each other.
The gate of Chang'an Jun's mansion was violently pushed open by the soldiers of the Supreme Court, making a loud noise.
With his hands behind his back and a stern face, Li Si stepped over the threshold of Chang'an Jun Mansion.
On his left and right sides, there were five teams of soldiers wearing official uniforms of the Supreme Court.
There are five people in a team, five teams make twenty-five people, and the five teams together make fifty people.
In Xianyang city, when the Supreme Court arrested someone, it would only send out one team of soldiers at most, never ten teams.
"Capture Ying Chengjiao!" said Li Si.
