People in the Qin Dynasty, entertained during the Warring States period

Such matters are usually handled by the Crown Prince.

However, everyone in the court knew that his eldest brother was addicted to wine and women, and the task should have been passed on to his fourth brother instead.

He didn't want to assume the worst about his fourth brother, but as a mage, based on his understanding of his fourth brother, it was hard for him not to be suspicious of his motives.

Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother, you're making things difficult for me, Han Fei!

He really didn't want to clash with his elder brother, but he also didn't want to let his elder brother become Ji Wuye's puppet.

Thinking of this, Han Fei, who had just left the palace, looked up at the sky and sighed.

Forget it, I'll go find my brother-in-law first—no, I mean, that traitor Cao Cao!

He hadn't been to Handan much and didn't know much about Zhao Jia and that Consort Ya, so he needed to sound out Cao Ze first.

The backyard of Zilan Pavilion.

Han Fei waited anxiously, watching Cao Ze get dressed, eat, and drink tea under the service of two beauties.

After Cao Ze had eaten and drunk his fill, Zi Nu walked in with elegant steps and graceful figure.

"This place is too small. How about we meet in the elegant room in the attic? What do you think, Ninth Young Master?"

Han Fei had no objection to it, but he simply couldn't bear to see Cao Ze living such a blissful life.

Thinking that he was penniless and his younger sister wouldn't lend him any money, and that he couldn't bring himself to ask for money in order to maintain his elder brotherly demeanor in front of Zifang and make it easier to take her in as a younger brother in the future, and comparing himself to Cao Ze who only knew how to freeload, Han Fei couldn't help but feel sad.

Cao Ze and Han Fei arrived at the elegant room.

Zi Nu told Xiao Hong Lian and Cai Die to leave, and stayed by Cao Ze's side.

Wei Zhuang knelt in the private room, calmly looking out the window and listening to the conversation between Cao Ze and Han Fei next door.

Han Fei took a sip of wine and sighed, "Finally, I can drink to my heart's content. I've been so bored for the past month."

Cao Ze took a sip of the hot tea that Zi Nu handed him and said with a smile, "Recovering from my illness is the most important thing."

Han Fei changed the subject, "It is said that Feixue Pavilion in Handan is the best song and dance hall in Zhao. I imagine the wine there must be even better."

"It's alright, but it's not as good as the Cold Dew Orchid Wine that Miss Zi Nu brewed herself."

Cao Ze objectively assessed that Ya Fei's brewing skills were clearly only at an amateur level, not comparable to professional players like Zi Nu.

Otherwise, Ya Fei would not have collected the Cold Dew Orchid Wine made by Zi Nu.

Zi Nu smiled sweetly, still very happy to be praised to her face.

Han Fei was disappointed, saying, "It seems my expectations were in vain. I was planning to go to Handan to try it."

Cao Ze's expression shifted slightly; Han Fei seemed to be consciously guiding the conversation.

Zi Nu said softly, "Why should Ninth Prince be disappointed? Handan is a prosperous place in the Central Plains, and there may be even better wine there. When you go to Zhao to attend the ceremony, you can keep an eye out for it."

Cao Ze suddenly realized that Han Fei was going to the State of Zhao as a representative to observe the ceremony, which explained why he had come to him.

The Central Plains are different from the grasslands. On the grasslands, changing a wolf king is almost a simple matter of rituals. You just need to announce it, and if no one objects, it's basically done.

However, in the Central Plains, to legitimately inherit the throne, one not only needs the approval of the officials and nobles within the country, but also needs to invite other countries as witnesses.

Although the ritual system collapsed during the Warring States period, some rules were still observed by the royal families of various states in order to maintain legitimacy.

Just like in the past, you acknowledge me as king, and I acknowledge you as king; the Zhou emperor's word doesn't count.

Han Fei drank another cup of orchid wine. "Miss Zi Nu is right. We should take a good look around Handan and see what makes this place, known as the most prosperous of the Seven Kingdoms, so different. Brother Cao, do you have any recommendations?"

The queen in the Zhao palace is very radiant, I often go there… Cao Ze said seriously, “I don’t know.”

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, completely taken aback by this answer.

Cao Ze explained, "I've been lecturing in Handan all along, and I'm very conscientious."

Duty?

Whether it was Zi Nu, who was by Cao Ze's side, Han Fei, who was drinking, or Wei Zhuang, who was eavesdropping next door, they were all speechless.

Was it really just a matter of telling a story that led to the replacement of the king of Zhao?

Cao Ze held his teacup, unsure whether to put it down or drink from it, and smiled helplessly, "I was really well-behaved in Handan, and I never went to places like nightclubs or dance halls."

He originally intended to go, leaving behind a romantic legend.

But before I could even compare the differences between the top courtesans of each dance hall, my reputation was tarnished by that brat Li Zuoche.

Although its reputation improved later, it became too famous to just wander around casually, lest it lower its social standing.

Han Fei's face clearly said, "I don't believe you."

He simply asked directly, "Brother Cao said before that you have a close relationship with Consort Ya of Feixue Pavilion and are acquainted with Crown Prince Jia, is that true?"

Cao Ze nodded: "I have a good personal relationship with Consort Ya, but as for Crown Prince Jia, I haven't had much contact with him."

He did not deny his relationship with Ya Fei, and it was difficult for him to hide it.

Han Fei couldn't help but think to himself, "If we haven't had much contact, they've already caused a palace coup. If we've had more contact, wouldn't they kill their brothers and even their fathers..."

Thinking of this, Han Fei couldn't help but shudder. He had to be careful not to be led astray by Cao Ze.

"Brother Cao, could you tell me what kind of people Zhao Jia and Consort Ya are?"

Cao Ze paused for a moment, then said, "Of course."

As he spoke, Cao Ze pondered that it was impossible for Han Fei to be so earnest in inquiring without having ulterior motives.

Han Fei's greatest wish was to bring about the great rejuvenation of the state of Korea.

Under the oppression of the Qin state, they either had to become Qin's dogs or try to save themselves.

If they could unite Han, Zhao, and Wei, they might be able to contend with Qin for a decade or more.

That's enough time for a lot to happen.

After Cao Ze finished talking about Zhao Jia and Zhao Jia's aunt, Ya Fei, he looked somewhat helpless.

Some things are truly unpredictable. He just remembered that Zhao Jia originally intended to put aside the complicated grudges between Zhao, Wei, and Han, and cooperate sincerely with Han and Wei to fight against Qin.

Goodness, it seems like a turtle and a mung bean are destined to be together.

After listening to Cao Ze's story, Han Fei smiled with some relief.

If Zhao Jia is truly virtuous and upright, and inclined towards recuperation and development, he is three or four out of ten able to persuade Zhao Jia to achieve cooperation between Han and Zhao.

"Thank you, Brother Cao. Come on, have a drink!"

Han Fei downed another cup of wine.

Cao Ze gently blew on the hot tea in his hand, took a sip, and said with a faint smile, "We're all family."

Zi Nu couldn't help but smile brightly, but then, as if realizing something, her smile froze on her face. She thought to herself, "Could it be that Cao Ze has really fallen in love with Princess Hong Lian?"

Han Fei grunted, indicating that he did not want to pay attention to Cao Ze on this topic.

However, to Han Fei's surprise, his sister Honglian's voice came from outside the elegant room.

Wei Zhuang, who had been kneeling silently next door, slowly stood up and left through the window.

He glanced at the people inside and a slight smile played on his lips.

Things are getting more interesting.

Han Fei seemed to want to take this opportunity to plot something.

Whether it is as he thinks or not depends on Han Fei's actions.

Although Zhao Jia had the stain of a coup, he was still a wise ruler with a gentle personality and a clear understanding of the general trend of the world.

Thus, the alliance between Han and Zhao became possible.

Chapter 258 Corporal Education

Crimson Lotus, draped in a red cloak, radiant and beautiful, entered gracefully, led by colorful butterflies.

Seeing Han Fei drinking again, he snorted, "Brother, you've just recovered from your illness, and you're already drinking here? Aren't you afraid of getting sick again?"

Han Fei remained calm, thinking to himself, "Drinking at Zilan Pavilion will cure all my ailments except for the poverty that Brother Cao mentioned."

"Little sister, what brings you here again?"

Any brother would feel a pang of unease seeing his sister frequenting brothels.

Honglian slightly raised her chin and looked at Cao Ze, "Look, I'm looking for him."

Han Fei was stunned. Why did he come to Zilan Pavilion looking for a man?

Cao Ze pretended to drink tea, feeling a little embarrassed, not expecting Honglian to come to his door.

I wish I hadn't dragged it out for so long.

This will surely make my brother-in-law hold a grudge against me.

Zi Nu remained silent, only smiling as she looked at Cao Ze beside her.

Seemingly sensing Cao Ze's embarrassment, she whispered sweetly, "Why don't you hurry up and leave with the princess?"

Cao Ze's lips moved slightly, and he chuckled as he transmitted his voice, "They're all blocked, so there's no rush. Miss Zi Nu is quite concerned about me, isn't she?"

Just as Zi Nu was about to retort, the graceful Hong Lian walked over with light, dancing steps, stood in front of Cao Ze, put her hands on her hips, and said, "When are you planning to enter the palace?"

"Uh..." Cao Ze glanced at his brother-in-law, who was filled with murderous intent, as well as Zi Nu and Cai Die, who were watching the show, and thought to himself that he had met the wrong people.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"

Honglian was naturally a bit spoiled and didn't care much about manners. Without thinking too much, she grabbed Cao Ze's arm and tried to pull him away.

Han Fei cried out in anguish, "Little sister!"

When Han Fei shouted at her, Honglian realized that her actions were very inappropriate. She chuckled awkwardly and let go of his hand.

But Cao Ze had already stood up. Seeing Honglian standing awkwardly on the ground, not knowing what to do, he smiled and cupped his hands to his brother-in-law, saying, "Brother Han, I'll take my leave first."

This was exactly what Honglian wanted, and she left the elegant room with Cao Ze, leaving Han Fei, who was in a state of headache and confusion, behind.

Han Fei walked to the window and looked at his younger sister and Cao Ze chatting and laughing, feeling very melancholy.

Just as I was about to look up to the sky and sigh to express my frustration, I caught a glimpse of a young man on the third floor, dressed in fine clothes, wearing a black and gold headband, and with short white hair. But the next moment, the young man disappeared again.

It's him?