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

Pain, bitterness, and all sorts of humiliation came at once, and the Marquis fainted again.

Madam Mingzhu snorted, "A worthless piece of trash."

As she spoke, she went out the door, intending to fetch another basin of water to wake the wretch, but Cao Ze stopped her.

"Alright, don't break it."

Seeing the Marquis's demeanor, Cao Ze knew he couldn't expect her to fight for him anytime soon.

Madam Mingzhu stood properly and smiled obsequiously, "Yes, this servant will obey my master. Aunt is really stupid, she doesn't know how good my master is at all, and my master still needs to take the time to teach her a lesson."

Cao Ze remained silent. He felt that Madam Mingzhu was becoming more and more like a brothel madam, making him seem like a customer of prostitutes.

"By the way, why did you break her toes?"

Although he knew that with the Marquis's strength and physical resilience, this minor injury would heal in no time, he still felt it was a bit too painful... because he had accidentally broken a toe while exercising years ago, and he could still feel the pain even with anesthesia.

Lady Mingzhu said cautiously, "This servant plans to bind my aunt's feet, so that my master can have some fun with them in a few days..."

"Stop!" Cao Ze's eyelids twitched. "Stop it, just scare them a little."

Although he knew that what Madam Mingzhu was talking about regarding foot binding was not the same as the Qing Dynasty deliberately breaking the feet of Han women, but rather a medical method to correct foot shape and make feet more beautiful, he was still quite disgusted.

"Oh..." Madam Mingzhu dared not ask any more questions. In her mind, she was thinking about how to make her aunt serve Cao Ze well, and then sell her to Cao Ze as a slave so that she could get out in time and avoid being exposed one day.

Cao Ze left the courtyard.

He no longer sent Yan Lingji and the others to monitor the Marquis; Lady Mingzhu would be more attentive than they were.

The moonlight was somewhat dim, and the alleyways of Xinzheng were incredibly dark, as if they were about to swallow up anyone who entered them.

A white figure emerged silently from the alley, evading the patrolling city guards, and quickly headed towards Zilan Pavilion.

Gai Nie looked at the brightly lit Zilan Pavilion, and his brows, which had been furrowed, relaxed slightly.

During the day today, he clearly noticed that there were more spies and informants in the city, and some of them were even acting with impunity.

"Brother Gai Nie, what brings you standing outside Zilan Pavilion so late at night?"

Gai Nie was slightly taken aback. He turned around and looked at the man behind him, somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Cao Ze? What are you doing here?"

Cao Ze laughed and said, "I couldn't sleep at night, so I came out for a walk."

He didn't want too many people to know that the missing Marquis had been imprisoned by him and was being scolded by his niece, Lady Mingzhu.

Gai Nie composed himself and asked seriously, "Mr. Cao Ze, could you take me to see Xiao Zhuang?"

The purpose of meeting his junior brother was not only to ask him to help bring Cao Ze and Han Fei to see Ying Zheng, but also to ask him to use his power in Xinzheng to send them out of Han.

He understood his junior brother; given his personality, it was impossible for him not to control some of his own power base.

Cao Ze smiled and said, "Of course you can, but Brother Wei Zhuang is still in the palace. Are you sure you want to see him, Brother Gai Nie?"

Gai Nie was slightly taken aback: "Xiao Zhuang is... in the royal palace? What position does he hold?"

Cao Ze paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and realized that Gai Nie probably did not know that Han Fei had become the King of Han, or that Wei Zhuang had become the Right Sima of Han.

That makes sense. Gai Nie brought Ying Zheng to Han alone; where would he get any intelligence?

Having only been in Xinzheng for three days, they were either being secretly searched by the Luo Wang organization or being utterly defeated by Xuan Jian.

Given Wei Zhuang's personality, he's definitely waiting for his senior brother to ask a question so he can show off a bit.

This is the self-cultivation of a master of pretentiousness.

and so……

Cao Ze casually remarked, "I have just been appointed Right Sima of Han."

Gai Nie was about to nod when he suddenly froze: "Right Sima?"

"That's right, he's the Right Sima, and he's only been in this position for a short time."

Gai Nie took a breath and smiled slightly. "I once told my teacher that Xiao Zhuang is more suitable to become the leader of the Ghost Valley Sect than I am."

Cao Ze chuckled inexplicably, "Brother Gai Nie, aren't you curious why Brother Wei Zhuang became the Right Sima of Han so quickly?"

Gai Nie replied without hesitation, "With Xiao Zhuang's abilities, it is only right that he obtains this position."

"but……"

Gai Nie frowned: "It is said that Ji Wuye, the Grand General of Han, wields immense power and is greedy for power and lustful. Logically speaking, how could Xiao Zhuang become the Right Sima of Han so quickly? Is Mr. Cao Ze perhaps deceiving me?"

As Cao Ze and Gai Nie walked towards the palace, Cao Ze laughed and said, "Brother Gai Nie, do you know what merit in the world leads to the fastest promotion?"

Gai Nie pondered, "Expanding territory?"

Cao Ze shook his head and chuckled: "It's a meritorious service to the emperor, helping him ascend the throne. This is what they mean by 'when one person attains enlightenment, even his chickens and dogs rise to heaven.'"

Gai Nie glanced at Cao Ze with a somewhat blank expression. He understood what Cao Ze was saying, but not quite.

Cao Ze didn't point it out directly; he also wanted to know what Gai Nie and Ying Zheng's expressions were when they saw their brother-in-law become the King of Han.

It seemed as if they were telepathically connected.

When Cao Ze and Gai Nie arrived in front of the palace, Wei Zhuang was just walking out of the palace.

Cao Ze sighed inwardly, thinking that this was truly a family that loved and hated each other, their synchronization frequency was a bit too high.

"Senior brother, you've arrived."

Wei Zhuang's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected this all along.

Gai Nie smiled and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Zhuang."

Wei Zhuang was taken aback and looked at Cao Ze standing next to his senior brother, his eyes involuntarily revealing a look of disdain.

He knew without even thinking that Cao Ze must have revealed that he had become the Right Sima of Han.

His attempt to use this opportunity to outdo his senior brother failed.

Wei Zhuang said indifferently, "It's nothing to mention. As a close attendant of the King of Qin, Senior Brother has a brighter future than Junior Brother."

The Qin state was more than ten times stronger than the Han state, so Wei Zhuang's words were not entirely false.

Cao Ze said, "Now that you two have met, I'll take my leave."

He had no interest in watching his senior and junior brothers' passionate scene.

Gai Nie looked at Cao Ze and hesitated before saying, "Mr. Cao Ze, I have a request to make."

Wei Zhuang had long disliked Cao Ze, and now that he saw his senior brother begging this fellow, how could he possibly hold back?

"If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll help you."

Gai Nie didn't notice the change in Wei Zhuang's tone and honestly said, "This matter requires Mr. Cao Ze's approval."

Wei Zhuang's breath hitched, then his face turned cold, and he said nothing more.

Cao Ze found Wei Zhuang quite interesting, and said to Gai Nie, "Brother Gai Nie, please speak."

Gai Nie said briefly, "A friend of mine wants to meet you tomorrow night, is that alright?"

Cao Ze almost couldn't help but ask Gai Nie if he was Ying Zheng.

He calmed himself down and said, "Okay, where?"

Gai Nie said, "It's in Zi Lan Xuan."

"it is good."

Cao Ze agreed and turned to leave.

Gai Nie relaxed and said to Wei Zhuang, "Little Zhuang, your senior brother also has a favor to ask of you."

Wei Zhuang remained silent for a long while before saying, "Speak."

Gai Nie said, "My friend wishes to meet the Ninth Prince Han Fei. I wonder if you, Junior Brother, could help him?"

"Ninth Young Master...Han Fei?"

Wei Zhuang's expression turned strange.

Gai Nie tightened his grip and said, "If it's troublesome, I'll think of another way, Senior Brother."

Wei Zhuang raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "No need, this matter is very simple, I agree."

Gai Nie patted Wei Zhuang on the shoulder, "Thank you, Xiao Zhuang."

……

Chapter 353 King Fei of Han and King Zheng of Qin

The morning sun was warm, and the spring rain had just stopped. The sudden downpour in the latter half of the night left a faint dampness in the air.

Under the flowering trees lining the streets outside Zilan Pavilion, petals still remain, blown down by last night's wind and rain.

Before long, two figures, one in black and one in white, landed on the high-rise building.

But they only stayed for a short while before disappearing again, leaving behind only two bird feathers, one black and one white.

The General's Mansion.

Ji Wuye sat imposingly in the large chair.

Mo Ya and Bai Feng entered the main hall silently.

Ji Wuye raised his eyelids slightly. "Did you find it?"

Mo Ya clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, saying, "That sword master is not in Zi Lan Xuan."

As soon as he finished speaking, six figures exuding murderous aura appeared simultaneously, and the hall fell silent for a moment.

Ji Wuye showed no panic; instead, he got up and paced down.

"Everyone, as you have heard, that sword master is not in Zilan Pavilion."

The white-haired old man coughed and said, "General Ji, I believe you have not deceived us, but we have not deceived you either. Even if that master is not in Zilan Pavilion, he still has intricate connections with it. I hope you will send more people to search the city."

Ji Wuye frowned slightly, somewhat displeased, and said, "You all didn't tell me the name or appearance of that grandmaster, only relying on his strength and realm. How am I supposed to find him?! How can you talk about trust in this way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was locked onto by the six killing intents, and Ji Wuye felt a chill run down his spine.

As expected of the ultimate killing weapon of the Luo Wang, one against six, even a grandmaster would perish. No wonder they dared to hunt down a sword master.