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

"Yes."

Zhang Liang waved his hand, and hundreds of Han soldiers stood in formation, solemn and respectful.

A carriage approached from afar, surrounded by a group of armored soldiers.

Zhang Kai dismounted, and Zhang Liang followed closely behind.

Zhang Kaidi stepped forward and announced loudly, "Zhang Kaidi, the Prime Minister of Han, respectfully welcomes the Qin envoy here."

"I have long admired the Zhang family for five generations serving as prime ministers of Han."

Zhang Liang frowned slightly.

This Qin envoy, who considered himself a junior, spoke of his admiration but never showed himself.

Either something is amiss, or he doesn't respect his grandfather at all.

"His Majesty has prepared a banquet in the palace. Qin envoy, please." Zhang Kaidi was extremely composed.

He had received countless Qin envoys and faced countless difficulties, so he was already used to it. He wasn't angered at all by the humiliation he was receiving.

"Haha, I'll gladly accept your offer, please."

Li Si lifted the carriage curtain, holding the staff that represented his status as an envoy of Qin, and stood proudly on the carriage, his posture upright and full of vigor.

This person… Zhang Liang’s gaze narrowed slightly, and he suddenly found it interesting.

The carriages and horses traveled directly to the Han King's Palace.

To show respect to the Qin envoy, the Qin envoy's carriage was specially permitted to travel through the palace and directly to the royal hall.

Li Si sat in the carriage, holding the envoy's staff, his fingers constantly stroking the metal band carved on the staff.

With a calm and confident smile, he casually glanced through the occasionally lifted carriage curtain at the Han Palace, which was much smaller than the Qin Palace.

My senior brother is a prince of the state of Han, and now he is an envoy of the state of Qin.

At this critical juncture concerning the diplomatic relations between Qin and Han, he has an absolute advantage.

He was now eager to see how his senior brother could turn the tide for South Korea.

Should I beg him, beg him, or beg him...?

Zhang Kaidi's strong voice rang out, "Envoy Qin, we have arrived at the royal palace. Please alight from the carriage."

Li Si slowly lifted the carriage curtain and stepped off the carriage using the horse stool.

He had just raised his head, preparing to step into the royal palace, when he was drawn to the red marks around the palace.

"This is……"

Li Si's eyes widened in surprise as he recognized the faint smell as the stench of blood.

His hand, which held the staff, was slightly sweaty.

At this moment, apart from him, there was no other Qin person around; they had all been left outside the palace.

Surely little South Korea doesn't lack martial ethics?

Zhang Kai, without changing his expression, said, "A minor incident has occurred within the palace; Qin envoy, please do not worry."

Li Si gripped the staff, realizing that the slight fear he had unconsciously shown had been caught by the old fox beside him.

He sighed inwardly, realizing that he had experienced far too few major events and needed to be more careful in the future.

"Even the smallest matter in the palace is a big deal; if it's not handled properly, it could affect the succession to the throne."

Li Si's expression was serious, and he took the opportunity to make a sarcastic remark about South Korea.

The palace was stained with blood, and foreign envoys saw it, making a disgrace to the country.

To Li Si's surprise, Zhang Kaidi, who had always been a thorn in his side, remained silent this time and instead looked at him with a strange expression.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Li Si opened his mouth and said, "Prime Minister, what do you mean by this? Have I said anything wrong?"

Zhang Liang kept his eyes down, his nose closed, and remained silent.

Zhang Kaidi smiled faintly and said, "The Qin envoy is quite right. I had no other intentions. Please come into the hall, Qin envoy."

Li Si gave a faint "humph," his expression somewhat displeased.

Such perfunctory and disrespectful treatment of him, the envoy representing Qin, is an insult to Qin!

Upon meeting the King of Han, he was determined to demand an explanation.

Zhang Kai led the way, and Li Si followed leisurely.

Upon entering the royal palace, Li Si found that there were very few people inside, practically none.

Neglect! Utterly negligent!

Li Si's face was ashen; the state of Han truly did not take the state of Qin seriously.

Given his status as the Qin envoy, the state of Han should at least summon its ministers to wait for him in the palace.

But this...

Li Si's gaze lingered on one person for a moment.

Before a lacquered table laden with wine, meat, melons, and fruits, a strikingly handsome young man smiled and nodded at Li Si.

"Brother Li, it is a great honor to meet you again today after our parting in Handan."

Li Siwei was slightly taken aback.

What surprised me was not seeing Cao Ze, but seeing Cao Ze in the royal palace.

He thoroughly reviewed the intelligence on Xinzheng, South Korea, before he came to Korea.

He paid close attention to Cao Ze's intelligence and knew very well that Cao Ze was a commoner in Han and had no dealings with the King of Han, let alone accompany the King of Han in welcoming him, the envoy, in the royal palace.

Before Li Si could reply, a slightly surprised voice came from the hall: "Junior Brother?"

Li Si was even more confused. Was the King of Han calling him? Did he have a senior brother who was the King of Han?

He couldn't help but look up, and there was a tall young man wearing a crown, looking at him.

Because of the distance and the obstruction of the crown, Li Si could not see Han Fei's appearance clearly.

But he remembered clearly that Han Wang An was a short, fat man, not a tall young man.

Where did that weak-willed fatso go?

Li Si stood frozen in place, then suddenly realized a possibility.

"You...you are..."

Li Si pointed his trembling finger at the young man in the hall, his mouth agape but unable to speak.

Han Fei immediately stood up, lifted the crown in front of him, and revealed a big smile.

"I never expected it to be my junior brother! This is wonderful!"

Li Si felt a bitter taste in his mouth, "...Senior brother?"

Wei Zhuang remained kneeling opposite Cao Ze, arms crossed.

When he heard Li Si call Han Fei "senior brother," his gaze paused slightly.

"Senior brother..." Wei Zhuang muttered to himself, "Senior brother, I will prove that I am stronger than you."

Han Fei laughed and walked down.

"Junior brother, if I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have bothered with all this formality."

Li Si managed to calm himself down, but one sentence still echoed in his mind—how did his senior brother become the king…

How did he manage to hold back from swearing?

Is his senior brother destined to be king?

He shared a room and slept with Han Fei at Xiaoshengxianzhuang for so long, how could he not know what kind of person his senior brother was?

Even if you gave him the throne, he would probably just use it to buy wine.

"Master, senior brother, this, we, I..."

Li Si was completely bewildered by the fact that Han Fei had become the King of Han, and all the drafts in his mind turned to dust, leaving him at a loss for words.

Han Fei casually put his arm around Li Si's neck and said, "Let's not talk so much, let's drink first."

Cao Ze chuckled.

He immediately realized that Han Fei wanted to get Li Si drunk.

Unfortunately, Li Si had no solution.

孽 孽!

Han Fei kept feeding Li Si cups of wine, calling him "junior brother" and reminiscing about the old days, leaving Li Si speechless despite his many stories.

Li Si hiccuped, slurred his words, and felt a burning sensation in his eyes.

"Master, senior brother, you can't drink anymore, I still have..."

"We'll talk about it tomorrow! Junior brother, are you looking down on your senior brother?"

Li Si was given another cup of wine while still in a daze, and within half an hour, he was drunk.

He had imagined many scenarios he might encounter, even the possibility of his mission failing, but he never expected that he would be plied with alcohol and left drunk in the royal palace by his senior brother as soon as he entered the Han royal palace.

Really!

Li Si let out another hiccup and lay on the ground, dazed.

The carpet on the ground is so soft, the lights on the ceiling are so dazzling, and his senior brother is so shameless...

Han Fei, drunk, said, "Junior brother, you're just a little brother, yet you dare to challenge your senior brother to a drinking contest. How could you possibly..."

Wei Zhuang remained silent, rose, and walked out of the hall.

He's had enough!

You are now the King of Han!

He's not the drunkard he used to be!

Zhang Liang looked at his grandfather with an embarrassed expression, but to his surprise, his grandfather not only showed no worry, but also relaxed his brows.