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

"no!"

"Please give my sister some face!"

"I can consider it."

Everyone: "..."

Chapter 283: The Kidney-Tonifying Effect is Excellent

After eliminating his uncle Yan Chunjun, Yan Dan feared unforeseen changes and bid farewell to Jing Ke, Cao Ze, Han Fei, and others the next day.

"Outside the long pavilion, along the ancient road, fragrant grasses stretch to the horizon..."

Outside the city walls, Cao Ze watched Yan Dan and Jing Ke leave, feeling somewhat disdainful of Yan Dan's hasty departure with Jing Ke.

He knew that Yan Dan was using Jing Ke to help him eliminate his rivals.

But in Jing Ke's view, he was upholding justice for his fellow disciples.

Eliminating Lord Yanchun and helping Yan Dan become the King of Yan would be a great thing for the Yan Kingdom.

Of course, he was just somewhat helpless about it.

Most importantly, he hadn't had a chance to tell Jing Ke that his good buddy Kuang Xiu was in Xianyang. Don't forget to go find him for a drink and unlock Master Kuang Xiu's Xianyang night escape technique.

This is the real deal!

"What is Brother Cao muttering about?"

Han Fei was filled with excitement. Once Yan Dan took control of the Yan state, the three Jin states would stand with Yan, and what would Qin have to fear?

"Don't be shameless..." Cao Ze shook his head and sighed.

No one knows why Yan Dan suddenly had a change of heart and began to plot for the throne of Yan.

Otherwise, why would he have traveled thousands of miles to Xinzheng to kill his uncle, Lord Yanchun?

Could it be that he was inspired by his nephew Zhao Jia?

Cao Ze smacked his lips.

However, the situation in the State of Yan was different from that in the State of Zhao.

Most of the military power in the Zhao state was in the hands of Pang Nuan and Li Mu, with the strong support of the capital's city guards. With so much power, it would be difficult for Zhao Jia not to succeed if he wanted to take power.

It's similar to South Korea today, where the Nightfall regime fully supports the rise of the fourth prince, Han Yu, leaving the seriously ill King Zhao Yan with no choice but to step down.

The military power of Yan was mostly in the hands of King Yan and Lord Yanchun. Even though Lord Yanchun was dead, King Yan was not ill, so the chances of him succeeding in following Zhao Jia's example were slim.

Unless we can find outside help.

Moreover, they also had to guard against their old enemy, the State of Zhao, taking advantage of their vulnerability.

Han Fei asked in surprise, "What do you mean, 'shameless'?"

Cao Ze chuckled and said, "Brother Han, can't you see that Crown Prince Dan aspires to the throne and intends to do what King Zhao Jia did?"

Han Fei scratched his head: "So that's how it is. But wasn't it Brother Cao's suggestion that King Jia of Zhao plotted to seize the throne?"

Cao Ze's eye twitched slightly. It's so hard to learn good things, but they learn bad things faster than anyone else.

This nephew of mine has learned to shift the blame now.

Um--

Cao Ze's expression changed slightly.

broken!

If Yan Dan succeeds in seizing the throne, wouldn't I be blamed again?

And if he goes to Qin and encounters Lao Ai's rebellion, Lao Ai can easily shift the blame onto him...

hiss~

Cao Ze gasped, feeling increasingly chilled as he thought about it. He never imagined he had planted such a huge landmine for himself.

He was later revered as the "Father of Xuanwu Gate," which was one thing, but he actually wanted to go to Qin to win the war against Ma. Wasn't this just creating trouble for himself for no reason?

No, once we get to Qin, we must strike first and find a way to kill that scoundrel Lao Ai.

"Hey, Brother Cao, what's wrong?"

Han Fei noticed that Cao Ze was frowning and motionless, which puzzled him.

Cao Ze suddenly looked at Han Fei and said in a low voice, "Brother Han, you wouldn't follow in the footsteps of King Zhao Jia and Prince Dan, would you?"

Han Fei was taken aback. Was Cao Ze testing him?

He chuckled and said, "How could that be? I have no interest in being the King of Han."

Han Fei was starting to panic.

Zhao Jia asked him if he wanted to be the King of Han, Longyang Jun and Yan Dan asked him if he wanted to be the King of Han, his father had asked him not long ago if he had any thoughts about the position of Crown Prince, and now Cao Ze is asking him if he wants to follow in the footsteps of Zhao Jia and Yan Dan and become the King of Han. It's really... too much of a challenge for his heart!

Cao Ze breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

He felt that he could still salvage his title as the "Father of Xuanwu Gate".

……

Han Fei bid farewell to Cao Ze and hurried to the Prime Minister's residence, where he summoned Zhang Liang.

He is not qualified to conduct an investigation at present and needs someone from Zhang Xiangguo's faction to be by his side; Zifang is undoubtedly the right person.

The two arrived at the residence where Lord Longquan and Lord Anping were housed.

"Greetings, Your Highnesses."

Han Fei bowed very politely.

"I have come here today to ask my two uncles about the matter of the ghost soldiers robbing the pay."

Longquan Jun and Anping Jun merely raised their eyelids slightly. "Han Fei, are you in charge of this case?"

Zhang Liang placed one hand in front of his abdomen and the other behind his back, and said unhurriedly, "Your Majesties are royal relatives. My grandfather, considering this, asked my elder brother to come here to inquire about your Majesties for the sake of convenience."

Lord Longquan snorted coldly, showing no respect to Han Fei. Ji Wuye could kill him, but his elder brother would not.

"I've said it so many times, it's ghost soldiers robbing our pay."

Anping Jun slowly stirred the soup with a spoon. "Han Fei, stop investigating the case for now. Come on, have some soup first."

Han Fei glanced at the bowl of fragrant soup that his uncle, Lord Anping, had placed in front of him and couldn't help but smile, "This must be the Dragon Bone Eight Treasures Soup that Uncle has carefully prepared, right?"

With a hint of pride on his chubby face, Anping Jun nodded and smiled, "That's right, this is the Dragon Bone Eight Treasures Soup, a precious soup made with rare and precious ingredients such as dragon bones, ice silkworms, and snow lotus from Tianshan Mountain. It takes a full nine hours to simmer before it's ready."

Han Fei's smile deepened: "Moreover, it needs to be taken on the same day; if taken the next day, it will have no effect whatsoever."

Anping Jun was stunned and asked, "You know that too?"

He had only recently acquired this soup, and very few people knew about it.

Han Fei thought to himself, of course he knew; his brother-in-law had said this stuff was great for tonifying the kidneys.

“Uncle Wang, I just looked at your file. According to your statement, after the ghost soldiers robbed the supplies, you returned to the mansion and drank this soup.”

"Yes, that's right. Your Uncle Wang has had this chronic problem for many years. He can hardly sleep without drinking this soup."

Zhang Liang shook his head slightly behind Han Fei, unable to judge Anping Jun's foolishness.

"Uncle Wang, this soup needs to be simmered for nine hours and must be consumed on the same day. Did you know before you set off that you would be returning soon?"

Han Fei's tone was unusually stern at the end: "Uncle, this batch of military funds is related to the stability of Han and the royal family. I hope you will tell me the truth about what happened, otherwise I will have no choice but to report to my father."

Anping Jun was speechless, never expecting his nephew to be so capable.

Lord Longquan said angrily, "It's just a broken soup. What good will it do to tell my brother the whole story?"

Han Fei sighed slightly, lamenting that his two uncles, who clearly enjoyed a life of luxury, chose to collude with Ji Wuye to seize military funds. Wasn't this undermining the foundation of the royal family?

"ovary."

Zhang Liang took out the Nine Springs Gold from the box and placed it in Han Fei's hand.

Han Fei threw it directly into the soup.

Lord Anping and Lord Longquan were greatly alarmed and exclaimed, "No!"

Soup splashed everywhere. Han Fei took two steps back and said with a faint smile, "What are you two uncles doing? Did you know something was going to happen?"

Longquan Jun's face darkened, puzzled as to where Han Fei had obtained the Nine Springs Gold. Wasn't it something that Ji Wuye had secretly refined by a sorcerer?

"Han Fei, what exactly are you trying to say? We've already said it, this is ghost soldiers robbing our pay!"

Han Fei said calmly, "I once heard that Mr. Cao Ze lectured at the Hundred Schools Forum in Handan. There is a subject called chemistry, in which he mentioned a substance called sodium, which also burns when it comes into contact with water and disappears without a trace. It can be seen that there is no shortage of props in the world that can create a scene of ghost soldiers robbing money."

"Do the two princes still believe that the ghost soldiers robbed our supplies?"

The gaunt Longquan-jun remained calm. "Whether it's ghost soldiers robbing our supplies or not, how would we know? That's your business!"

Han Fei shook his head and chuckled, "It is indeed our matter. In that case, we will have to trouble you two uncles to stay in the prison for a few days."

Lord Longquan was furious: "Who do you think you are, daring to imprison your uncle!"

Han Fei was not annoyed. "That's indeed the case."

"Zifang, please go to the palace immediately and truthfully report to your father, requesting an imperial edict."

Zhang Liang bowed and took his leave, then rode a fast horse towards the palace.

"You, you, you are so rebellious!" Longquan Jun trembled with anger, but even more so with fear—fear of Ji Wuye's revenge after he had messed things up.

Anping sighed, said nothing, and silently drank the rest of the soup.

He was afraid of death and loved money, but he didn't want the Han family to be destroyed by them, so he remained silent.

Nearly an hour later, Zhang Liang entered, holding a warrant from the King of Han.

"Your Majesties, heed my command."

Lord Longquan and Lord Anping reluctantly rose to their feet.

"From this moment forward, transfer Lord Anping and Lord Longquan to the Black Iron Prison without fail."

……