The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 570: The Wind Rises and the Clouds Grow

Afterwards, Zhao Daochang sent a letter to Guo Kai, Yao Jia Jian, Xin Jun and others, explaining the current situation and asking them to apologize for their negligence in taking precautions and failing to discipline their children.

Putting herself in their shoes, Zhao Daochang felt that Guo Kai and the others must also be worried during this period, so she still needed to inform them. Besides, it would be better to have the important ministers plead guilty than to do it alone.

How could she know that during the days when Guo Kai and Yao Jia were imprisoned at home, they had been eating, drinking and having fun every day and were extremely comfortable. They were so happy that they finally got a few days of good rest that they just treated it as a holiday.

Anyway, the imprisonment of everyone this time was not strict. Everyone was free to do anything except not being allowed to leave the mansion. The mansion also had everything and lacked nothing. Even if you needed to buy something, you gave money and the Xuanyu Guards outside the mansion would naturally buy it. There was no impact on the correspondence, but it needed to be checked by the Xuanyu Guards first.

Of course, in the eyes of outsiders, this is the style of a celebrity who is not afraid of life and death and faces crisis with a smile.

After all, in a life-and-death situation, if one can still eat and drink as usual and remain calm and composed, he is a true warrior.

The only one who was truly worried was Jian Xinjun.

After Jianxin Jun received the letter from Queen Zhao Daochang, he knew that his last moment had come.

General Jianxin had already prepared the letters to Guo Kai and Queen Zhao Daochang and asked the Xuanyu Guard to deliver them.

He returned to the study and placed the petition for apology on the desk.

I went back to the dormitory alone.

Jianxinjun now feels more relaxed than ever before, and he no longer has to bear any burden.

He had tried his best and done everything he should do, and now he was going to do one last thing for the descendants of the Zhao family.

Jianxinjun opened the box where he kept his clothes and took out the clothes that were at the bottom of the box.

This is a set of red and blue men's sling-sleeved costume, woven with gold brocade. The Zhao State advocated the "fire and wood virtues", and the corresponding colors are seven parts red and three parts blue. There are peacock feathers on the shoulders and hem, which can be said to be gorgeous and beautiful.

The man looks quite gorgeous in this suit. If he is not handsome enough, he would not be worthy of this gorgeous suit.

This was once given to Lord Jianxin by King Xiaocheng of Zhao. He only wore it on the most grand festivals and when King Xiaocheng of Zhao liked it most.

He never wore it again after the death of King Xiaocheng of Zhao.

Jian Xinjun opened a sword box made of rosewood and inlaid with gems and took out a sword.

The sword is named "Qingshuang", which King Zhao Daoxiang painstakingly found and gave to him.

The Qingshuang Sword was three feet and five inches long, and the blade was made of cold iron. The surface was covered with frost and was faintly surrounded by clouds and mist. The blade was extremely sharp, like frost on an ice peak, with a clear cold light.

The hilt is made of mutton-fat jade, which is warm and delicate, and is inlaid with 18 gemstones of various colors. The sword head is engraved with orchid patterns, which symbolizes nobleness and transcendence. The guard is in the shape of a lotus, bordered with silver sheets, and the petals have clear textures, as if swaying gently in the breeze.

The scabbard is made of white shark skin and wrapped in sky blue brocade, embroidered with cloud patterns and stars. The scabbard is decorated with white silk tassels, which are elegant and agile, like a white lotus swaying in the wind.

‘Zheng~’

Jianxin Jun drew his sword and danced with it, tapping the sword's spine lightly, causing a clear sound.

Jian Xinjun couldn't help but smile and sheathed his sword.

My thoughts wandered, and I recalled the past.

That was twenty years ago. At that time, Jianxin Jun was in his twenties. He was born in a noble family in Handan. He had a face that looked like a boy and a girl since childhood. He was extremely handsome, with a natural temperament, a good voice and a beautiful appearance. Everyone liked and loved him.

When he was young, Jianxin Jun also enjoyed the treatment of throwing fruits to fill his carriage. Every time he drove his horse through the streets in Handan, he received various gifts such as flowers, handkerchiefs, jade pendants, and hairpins, which were enough to open a shop.

As Jian Xinjun grew up in such an environment, his personality was inevitably gentle and friendly, and he had no idea about the differences between men and women.

After all, most women are not as pretty as him.

And both men and women love him.

But Mr. Jianxin was not a womanizer. God favored him greatly. Not only was he born into a wealthy family and had a handsome face, he was also extremely talented, both in civil and military affairs.

Everyone loves beauty. With such an appearance, he is naturally loved by the whole family and is fully cultivated by the family. He has been proficient in both literature and martial arts since he was young, well-read, and has extraordinary cultivation. As for his personality, he is also quite tenacious, confident, cheerful, and very considerate.

He was born into a noble family and entered the palace at the age of fifteen to become an attendant to King Xiaocheng of Zhao. At that time, the Battle of Changping between Qin and Zhao was underway. King Xiaocheng of Zhao was not yet thirty and was under great pressure. As King Xiaocheng of Zhao's close attendant, Jun Jianxin accompanied him day and night, sharing the hardships until the ceasefire between Qin and Zhao. The two also developed a deep friendship because of this.

Since then, Jianxinjun has been on a fast rise.

At that time, King Zhao Daoxiang, also known as Prince Yan, was a year or two younger than Lord Jianxin. He fell in love with Lord Jianxin at first sight. Prince Yan was a pure beauty lover.

She hangs around with Jianxinjun every day to play with him, and the two of them are inseparable. Jianxinjun has a gentle personality, and since he is her own son, their relationship is becoming increasingly close.

Lord Jianxin was deeply favored by King Xiaocheng and King Daoxiang. During the reign of King Xiaocheng, he was promoted to the position of Prime Minister at a young age and served in this position for more than ten years.

Jianxin Jun also lived up to the responsibility. Although he had selfish motives, he really worked hard for the State of Zhao.

But the trend was irreversible and he was ultimately unable to reverse the situation.

The State of Zhao was finally gone.

Jian Xinjun knelt upright in front of the mirror, looking at himself in the mirror.

The Jianxinjun in the mirror has a thin body, sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a deliberately grown beard and mustache. There is also a three-inch beard on his chin. Jianxinjun has always taken good care of his appearance and he has never been a sloppy person.

Although he looked rather haggard, his hair had turned gray due to excessive worry and grief, and there were wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but no matter who saw him, they would still be dazzled.

This is a top handsome man. Even though he is over 40, his temperament and natural beauty cultivated from years of high positions are still amazing. If women see him, most of them will be unable to walk. The temperament of a mature man and the youthful vitality of a boy also have their own merits.

Jian Xinjun sighed and smiled, looking at himself.

More than twenty years have passed.

I am now in my forties.

My hair has been almost completely white for a long time, and now it is mostly gray, with very few black hairs left.

I look too thin and haggard, but fortunately, it is better than gaining weight. My height now is about the same as before.

Since he became the prime minister, in order to maintain his dignity, he has deliberately made his voice rough, grown a beard, and trimmed his eyebrows into sword-like eyebrows. Although it was not very useful at the beginning, after years of hard work, he finally convinced the ministers with practical actions.

Jianxinjun smiled silently.

He picked up the razor and shaved off all his beard, carefully trimmed his sideburns, and trimmed his eyebrows. His face became softer, like when he was young, and no longer so sharp and aggressive.

He then carefully trimmed his nails, bathed, dried his hair, and tied up his golden eagle crown. Then he put on the gorgeous clothes that King Xiaocheng of Zhao had given him, which he had not worn for more than ten years but had always kept in good condition.

Wear the six-ring belt, the auspicious cloud shoes, the Qingshuang sword on the left side of the waist, the golden silk orchid sachet on the right side of the waist, and the square jade pendant of the unicorn stepping on the auspicious cloud. Jianxin Jun came to the small pond in the backyard, waved his hand to call up a pool of clear water, and used the water as a mirror to look at himself.

The man in the water mirror is imposing, with a handsome face, dignified appearance, gentle temperament, and a very elegant and beautiful appearance.

Jian Xinjun smiled and sighed silently. He hadn't seen her like this for more than ten years.

After a sigh, Jian Xinjun drew his sword from its sheath, danced with it in the courtyard and sang:
Shuli Shuli, Zhao is prosperous, your lord is glorious, and your virtue is widely known.

Feast in the hall, star-lit. Hold hands and enjoy the years.

The king passed away, the country was in mourning, the situation was bleak, the mountains and rivers were broken, and the country was in turmoil.

Your heart is filled with sorrow, thinking of my country. Thinking of the past, tears wet your clothes.

The joyful faces of the past are hidden deep in my dreams. Today we have to say goodbye, and the future is endless.

Die to make your will known, this soul will be remembered forever. Sing a long song to mourn, and remember your hometown forever.

The wind rises and the clouds are vast, the Zhao State is prosperous and the sun is shining brightly.

My lord is by my side and our love is long-lasting; holding hands we are happy and our virtues are heard everywhere.

The king dies and the country collapses, and no one can stop it; the mountains and rivers are broken and the soul is sorrowful.

Thinking of the old joys, I have long dreams; facing death, my will remains strong.

The wind is bleak and the clouds are floating, I am worried about you and feel melancholy.

I wish to follow you back to the mysterious land, and keep your love and poems in my mind forever.

After the song was over, Jian Xinjun sheathed his sword, walked into the study, knelt upright, put the Qingshuang sword aside, took out another Qingfeng sword, and without hesitation, fell on his throat with the sword.

He would not commit suicide with the sword Zhao Yan gave him.

Blood flowed all over the ground, dyeing the remaining three-tenths of blue on the gorgeous clothes into seven-tenths of bright red.

Lord Jianxin died.

An hour later, with a scream from the maid, countless guards rushed into the study.

The memorial of Jianxin Jun's petition for apology was immediately delivered to Ying Zheng's desk.

Your Majesty,

I am extremely terrified and bow my head in respect.

I wish that the holy dynasty is full of virtue and glory, and the four seas are peaceful. The people rely on your majesty's great grace and bathe in the grace of heaven. In this holy era, your majesty's benevolence is widespread, benefiting the people, and the world is full of your holy virtue.

I have lost my country and am a guilty minister, but I have been spared by the Holy Emperor. He has not despised me, but has shown me mercy and generous gifts. This is truly a great favor from Heaven. I am grateful for the Holy Emperor's grace, and even if I were to be crushed to pieces, I would never be able to repay him.

However, I was dull and incompetent, and acted carelessly, which led to the treacherous and flattering people taking advantage of the situation and causing disaster. My crime is unforgivable, and even if I die a thousand times, it will not be enough to atone for my sin.

My crime has brought disgrace upon the emperor and shaken the court. I should have seen through everything, but I failed to nip it in the bud. I was negligent and perfunctory in my duty of supervision, which gave the treacherous and evildoers an opportunity to take advantage of it. I will never redeem myself even if I die.

I think I was careless in my actions, impatient and impatient, and did not detect the plots of the treacherous and cunning. I was lazy and slack in my supervision. At this time, the traitors rose up secretly and disrupted the government. It is all my fault.

I failed in my duty and mishandled the rebellious people. I failed to investigate them thoroughly. It was either because I was lucky or because I was incompetent, which led to disasters. I am guilty of unforgivable crimes.

I have caused the king to be frightened, and it is all my fault. I am fully aware of the gravity of my guilt, and I am filled with uneasy feelings and cannot reconcile myself to the guilt.

I think of the great love of the king, and I really have no face to face the king. It is often said that the king humiliates the minister and kills him, but my crime is so heinous that it led to the assassination of the king, disturbing the king's carriage, and the assassination disaster started from my elbow.

I have received Your Majesty's great love, but my crimes are so great that they are difficult to pardon. Now the only way I can repay Your Majesty with death is to atone for my past sins.

I have now committed suicide to apologize for my crime, and I am willing to die to show my loyalty to the king. I hope the king will take good care of his health and bring blessings to the people.

I bow to your Majesty and wish you the best.

This is the last work of Mr. Jianxin.

Ying Zheng gently put down the memorial and read the secret report from the secret guard, which detailed all of Jianxin Jun's actions in the past few days, and sighed softly.

Jianxinjun is dead, and it's time to end it.

However, we still have to arrest some of the damned Zhao people first, and stretch those who need to be stretched again.

Even though the country was destroyed, and even though the top leaders took the initiative to surrender, in such a large country, there were always people who missed their homeland, and there were always some officials and nobles who were thinking about the State of Zhao.

Of course, most of them are people who resent Daqin because they have lost some interests and cannot see the situation clearly.

These people did not rebel, nor did they dare to rebel. However, they pretended to obey but secretly disobeyed and made small moves to make trouble. Some smart people were very clever. Without clear evidence, or because their crimes were not punishable by death, it was not easy to kill them directly at this stage when they had just swallowed Zhao and needed to appease people's hearts.

But now, with the help of the assassination, we can make a good rectification. This is a good opportunity. We can take this opportunity to arrest all those who know about it, and execute them and confiscate their property. There is no place to talk about treason, and it would be in vain if they died.

The purpose is to warn others, so a group of people must be killed to establish authority and make those who harbor resentment and only dare to do small things in secret wake up.

In fact, during this period of time when the Zhao people were deliberately trained and stretched, they had already been domesticated. Now, as long as they were caught quickly and killed and announced the end, the psychological state of surviving a disaster would be more conducive to stabilizing the people's hearts and gaining their support.

Anyway, only some nobles and officials were killed, and everything remained the same as usual for the common people, so there was no need to worry about not being able to win over the hearts of the people.

From the perspective of the common people, these nobles who only oppressed them and now almost caused them to lose their peaceful lives all deserve to die, and killing them would only make people applaud.

As for those really despicable people, those low-level troublemakers, they can't cause any big trouble. If they do commit crimes, they will be dealt with according to Qin law.

Sure enough, when the Xuanyu Guards were arresting people and ransacking homes everywhere, countless people were terrified. However, their fear did not last long. Within a few days, the terror had dissipated.

Ying Zheng gave the final result.

A small number of people with extravagant ambitions and evil intentions wanted to plot evil, rebel against the Qin Dynasty, and join forces with the Yan State to assassinate the king, stir up chaos and seize power. They have now been basically identified and arrested.

All those who rebel will have their entire clan executed.

Speaking of the extermination of three clans, after Ying Zheng ascended the throne, he changed the scope of the extermination. The previous scope and steps of the extermination of three clans were too exaggerated.

The previous three clans were to kill all the people related to the father's clan, the mother's clan, and the wife's clan, and in principle, they could be implicated indefinitely. The father's clan was all the brothers and sisters of the father's generation, their spouses, children, and their parents, and the same was true for the mother's clan and the wife's clan.

It is said that three clans will be exterminated, but in fact it means the extermination of nine clans.

(End of this chapter)