During the Qin Dynasty, he was in charge of the net.

The next day.

Chen Er was hung up.

It was hung on the pole at the entrance of the tavern, more than two meters off the ground, so that anyone passing by could see it.

The wound on his right arm was simply bandaged, and the bleeding was temporarily stopped.

At first he tried to resist, but the more he resisted, the more blood he lost. Gradually he lost his strength and then fainted.

When he woke up, he found himself surrounded by passersby.

"Is this shop even going to stay in business? Why is there a dead person hanging at the entrance?"

A curious passerby asked the person next to him.

"Hey, you don't know, this guy came here yesterday to drink and act crazy. He didn't pay for his drinks and even beat a waiter to death. That's why the tavern owner hung him up."

"I heard that this man was a personal guard under General Lian Po!"

"That's impossible! General Lian Po has always been strict in disciplining his troops. How could he keep such a scoundrel under his command?"

"It's hard to say, after all, he's now retired from official life and living in seclusion at home..."

The dark-skinned man overheard the whispers among the crowd.

He wanted to shout that it wasn't like that, that the shopkeeper had framed him.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, it aggravated all the wounds on his body. Coupled with the fact that he hadn't eaten or drunk anything all night, he was completely exhausted and couldn't say anything coherent.

After struggling for a long time, all it could manage was a few incomprehensible "ho...ho" sounds.

"So this dark-skinned man is still alive."

Some people in the crowd were startled by the man's sudden movement. After all, the man was covered in blood and hadn't moved for most of the day, so the surrounding crowd thought he was dead.

At this moment, a tall man pushed through the crowd. He had a long scar on his face and looked very fierce.

This man was also one of Lian Po's personal guards, named Chen Chang. He was one of the two guards who accompanied Lian Po away from Zhao, and also the elder brother of the dark-skinned man Chen Er.

He sent his second son to buy some wine and meat, but he didn't return for a long time. The general was a little worried, so he sent him out to check. He never expected this to be the case.

"Second brother, did you really do something like this?"

Chen Changgang stood in the crowd for a while and heard the discussions around him. Although he didn't quite believe that the second brother would kill someone for this, the second brother was indeed a heavy drinker and there was a possibility that he would cause trouble because of his drunkenness.

In a daze, the dark-skinned man seemed to hear his elder brother's voice, but he quickly fainted again.

The dark-skinned man was destined not to be able to answer Chen Chang's question, but the innkeeper, who had been ordered to stay in the tavern, came out and answered for him.

"Sir, yesterday this man refused to pay for his drinks and beat our waiter to death. Many customers witnessed it."

The tavern owner came out of the tavern, inwardly groaning. If the scarred man in front of him wanted to avenge the dark-skinned man, his little shop would be in real trouble.

"Are you the owner of this tavern?" Chen Chang turned to look at the newcomer, a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Whatever his brother did, severing his arm and hanging it at the tavern entrance to be exposed to the scorching sun was far too cruel and vicious, so how could he possibly have a good attitude towards the tavern owner?

The tavern owner nodded and then recounted in detail what the dark-skinned man had done the day before.

However, the story was embellished and exaggerated, and it was almost identical to what the passersby were saying.

After hearing the tavern owner's description, Chen Chang's face turned very ugly.

According to the tavern owner, the second brother first ordered five catties of good wine and five catties of good meat to be packed up, and then ordered three catties of good wine and one catty of beef to drink in the tavern.

After finishing three jin of wine, he started acting crazy while drunk.

He did send his second son out to buy five catties of good wine and meat, but unexpectedly, he also bought several catties of wine to enjoy all by himself.

After listening, Chen Chang was somewhat convinced that this was the work of his second brother, but he would not let the matter rest without other evidence.

"I wonder if the body of the waiter who was beaten to death is still there?" Chen Chang asked.

The tavern owner deliberately put on a troubled expression before having someone bring out the waiter.

Chen Chang squatted down and eagerly lifted the straw mat covering the waiter to carefully examine his injuries.

Half an hour later.

Chen Chang stood up, his face looking rather grim.

Judging from the cause of the waiter's death, he was indeed killed by the second brother. Now that there are witnesses and physical evidence, he has no choice but to accept it, no matter how unwilling he is to believe it.

"I'd like to apologize to the tavern owner on behalf of my second son. I wonder what it will take for them to let him off the hook."

The tavern owner gestured with his fingers to indicate a number: "Five hundred coins. Give me five hundred coins and you can take him away; otherwise, I'll have to report it to the authorities."

Upon hearing this number, Chen Chang's face showed a troubled expression.

General Lian Po led them to seek refuge in the State of Wei. They left in a hurry and did not take much wealth with them.

He only had a dozen or so coins on him, far short of five hundred, so he said to the shopkeeper:

"I left in a hurry and didn't bring enough money with me. Shopkeeper, please wait two hours and I'll get the money right away."

The tavern owner sighed in approval.

Chen Chang rushed back and told General Lian Po about the matter.

Lian Po was a robust old man with a full head of white hair and a weathered face, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

He leaned against a tree, closing his eyes to rest. When he heard that his second brother was drinking alone, he frowned.

When Lian Po heard that his second son had killed someone while drunk, he let out a heavy snort.

When Lian Po heard that his second son's hand had been cut off and was hanging in the tavern entrance to be exposed to the sun, he sighed deeply.

Such cruel methods are not the work of a kind person.

"General, we don't have five hundred coins on us right now. What should we do?"

Chen Chang is now filled with remorse. If he had gone out to buy wine and meat, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.

"There must be someone else behind the tavern owner. The so-called five hundred coins are just an excuse," Lian Po said suddenly after thinking for a moment.

"How could that be?"

Chen Chang was somewhat skeptical. The second brother's actions were indeed true, and he had also seen that the shopkeeper's wounds were indeed from their military boxing style.

"Given the second brother's skill and courage, he would never have survived after losing an arm. Unless the opponent has far superior strength to the second brother, they could not easily subdue him."

Lian Po succinctly pointed out the suspicious point in this matter.

If Chen Er had truly gone on a drunken rampage, an ordinary tavern would certainly not have only lost one waiter. But if Chen Er hadn't gone on a drunken rampage, why would he have killed someone? This was something Lian Po couldn't figure out.

"Does the general mean that this was all a plot to harm the second son?"

After receiving guidance, Chen Chang clearly realized that this matter was not simple.

"No, the second brother isn't worth that person going to such lengths. That person's target should be you, General!"

Chen Chang exclaimed in surprise, never expecting that even though the general had already resigned and was preparing to leave the Zhao state, someone would still try to assassinate him.

Lian Po did not answer Chen Chang's question. He was also thinking about who the person behind this was and what their purpose was, but there were too few clues and he had no clue at all.

Lian Po felt a strong sense of unease, just like when he watched his eldest son go to war, only to have him die on the battlefield three months later.

"I need to meet the person behind this myself."

"General, you mustn't!" Chen Chang stopped him, not understanding why the general would go to see that person knowing there was a conspiracy.

Lian Po shook his head and offered no further explanation.

But he knew he had no choice but to go.

The new ruler of Zhao suspected him not because of his loyalty to the state of Zhao, but because of his loyalty to the King of Zhao.

Given his personality, he would never sit idly by and watch the new ruler of Zhao do something that would harm the state of Zhao, so fundamentally he could not be completely loyal to the King of Zhao.

He's already half-buried, and now he's been branded as disloyal.

If the person behind this makes a big deal out of it, then he will have no reputation after his death and will be seen as an unfaithful, unjust, and heartless person.

Lian Po used his bamboo staff to support himself as he rose and strode eastward.

Seeing that the general insisted on going, Chen Chang had no choice but to go with him.