The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 47 Five Elders

"I call you an old bird, you really think you are the elder and you are lecturing me, Wang Ling."

Among the several old men, the one who looked the youngest spat a mouthful of yellow phlegm without any hesitation, and it hit the copper shovel under Bie Gong's feet with a "pa" sound.

It was crisp and loud, like a stone falling down.

Wang Ling stretched out one foot, wearing a pair of black shoes with cloud patterns.

The tip of the shoe scraped against the ground, digging into the earth and bringing out some mud and sand.

"I heard that you've been burying people and eating grass recently. Those guys are avoiding you when they see you. What's going on? Do you want to make Ling tremble in fear? Ling has even eaten human flesh. Who are you trying to scare?"

Mr. Bie was old and had a bad temper, so he didn't answer.

The two veteran hands exerted force, swung the copper shovel and hit it hard.

There was a sound of breaking air when the shovel was swung, as if he was not afraid of being hit to death by the shovel.

The bronze shovel came towards him, but Wang Ling did not retreat or hide, but moved forward.

He took two quick steps, almost getting close to Bie Gong's body, and then he sank his shoulders and bumped into him.

When Biao Gong saw Wang Ling approaching, he knew that he could not hit him with the bronze shovel, so he held the shovel handle horizontally in front of him.

The human shoulder hit the wooden shovel handle.

There was an almost inaudible "click" sound.

Bie Gong took two steps back and looked down.

The shovel handle is cracked and has a small hole.

He stuck the copper shovel into the ground again and stepped on it with one foot.

"The Fifth Doctor's bones are all scattered."

Wang Lingben was rubbing his shoulders. When he heard this, he immediately became angry and rushed forward to fight with his bare hands.

What made him angry was not that Bian Gong said his bones were loose, but that he called him "Fifth Doctor".

Qin had twenty ranks of military merit titles, and the Fifth Officer was the ninth rank.

As early as ten years ago, Wang Ling was awarded the title of Fifth Senior Official for his military achievements.

In the 48th year of King Zhaoxiang of Qin, he was ordered by King Ji of Qin to attack Handan, but failed to capture it.

In the 49th year, Qin sent more troops to help, but he still failed to break through the defense line of Zhao's veteran general Lian Po. In the end, he was defeated and 300,000 people died.

King Zhaoxiang of Qin dismissed him from office and only retained his title of Fifth Officer.

The title of Wu Dafu is an honor for others but a shame for Wang Ling.

If Bie Gong dares to speak, he will not be afraid.

He threw away the bronze shovel and started fighting with Wang Ling, who had once served as a general in the same dynasty.

The two old men fought fiercely, with every punch hitting the flesh.

The three elderly people who were watching the fight were watching with great interest. None of them stepped forward to stop the fight, but instead they kept making a fuss.

"Your foot is off target. You're tripping me or kicking me in the crotch! I'm a civil servant, but I'm better at fighting than you two!"

"Poke his eyes out! Trash! Are you two old birds fighting or flirting?"

"If my soldiers act like cowards like you two, I will kill them with one sword. Don't go to the battlefield and lose my men!"

The two people who were fighting couldn't free their hands and opened their mouths to curse.

"You, Li Chong, have never even been on the battlefield. Do you have the right to speak?"

"Wang He (he pronounced twice), come up here! I want to flirt with you!"

"Meng Ao, what are you talking about! Come up here and practice!"

Three old men rolled up their sleeves and exposed their arms to join the battle.

"Come up if you want!"

"I'm going to teach you how to fight today!"

"It doesn't matter if I haven't been on the battlefield, as long as I can beat you!"

The five old men fought in a group, unable to distinguish each other, and it was unclear who was the enemy and who was the friend.

Half a quarter of an hour later, all five old men were injured.

One had a bleeding nose, another had a black left eye, and none of them were dressed neatly.

They sat on the new soil where the prince of Zhao was buried, panting heavily.

Li Chong, the only civil servant in the field, covered his crotch with cold sweat and said with pain:
"Mr. Biao, you called us here for something else besides watching you bury someone, right?"

There was no telling where the wound was on Biao Gong's head, and his right temple was streaked with white hair. He wiped it with his sleeve with one hand, pointed at Li Chong with the other and cursed:

"I just don't want to deal with you civil servants, it's too tiring!

"You're already here, but you're still pretending! Didn't you go to court? Can't you see that they're forcing the emperor to abdicate every day? Are you blind?

"If you keep pretending to be confused, the prince will be deposed in Yongcheng!"

It was true that he would not attend the court. Wang Ling, who had the best appearance, looked gloomy and felt offended.

But he knew Bian Gong's character, and he knew that this old friend of his for many years always cursed people to their faces and never beat around the bush, so he pretended not to know and endured it.

He blocked his bleeding nose with a black handkerchief, glanced at Li Chong, and said in a muffled voice:

“The current prince is a good ruler.

“He doesn’t sit on a chair, doesn’t eat fried food, doesn’t drink, doesn’t play, yet he still bends down to a useless person like me who has not attended court for a long time and asks for advice on state policy.

“Whether the prince really doesn’t like pleasure, is sincere in respecting the wise and humble, or is just pretending, at least he did it.

"What's the difference between the current king and King You of Zhou?
"The late king never favored him! If Crown Prince Dao had not died early, he would have been Lord Anguo all his life!"

Wang Ling took away the handkerchief and sniffed his nose to see if it was still bleeding.

As blood dripped, he still blocked it with his black handkerchief and turned to face Bie Gong.

"Now you can sit on a chair when you go to court instead of kneeling. You can also eat fried dishes during banquets. You can play mahjong and poker together when you have nothing to do. These are all brought to you by the child prodigy. You have received a lot of favors.

"Today, put this aside and ask yourself, is this child prodigy really the future of our Qin State?

"He created all these for pleasure. He used all his wisdom to enjoy himself! He played with the king!

"I still say the same thing, Master Chengjiao is cowardly and has no strength, having wisdom is not a blessing, but a disaster!
“Timid smart people only care about themselves, and all the decisions they make are in their own interests, so why would they care about the country?
"Before, the Crown Prince had only him as his son, and no one had a choice. Now that the eldest son is back, are you still supporting him?
"It is true that the prince of Zhao died at the hands of our child prodigy, but it was the eldest prince who grabbed the child prodigy's hands and strangled him to death."

Wang He crossed his legs, his left eye was blue and his face was unhappy.

"It's too late to talk about this now! It's just a fart! We may not even survive until then, why are you so anxious?
"I came here today for one thing: we cannot let the crown prince change his position, and we cannot let the king change his crown prince!

"Since the death of the previous king, everything has been handled by the crown prince. What does Your Majesty have to do with it? It would be best if the crown prince could continue to govern the country!"

Meng Ao snorted coldly, and the dirty stains on his robe shook off.

"No matter what happens, he is still the king.

"Whatever the king wants to do, I will do it. I will obey the king whether to depose or enthrone the crown prince.

“I really came here today just for the child prodigy.

“It’s been ten years since Wu Anjun died.

“Ten years have passed, and I have only heard of one person who dared to speak for Wu Anjun in front of the late king.

"Without Wu Anjun, there would be no Meng Ao today.

“The prince is fine, and it’s not my turn to take care of the child prodigy.

"If the prince is in trouble, I will protect the child prodigy at the cost of my life!"

Wang Ling, who had just been the most opposed to Prince Chengjiao, lowered his eyebrows.

"That's natural. Ling can't bear to see him become king, nor can he bear to see him die."

After hearing the attitudes of the four men, Li Chong thought that his grandson Li Xin was determined to join the army and would definitely not be able to avoid these four men present.

He couldn't help but sigh and expressed his opinion reluctantly.

"I haven't asked the Queen yet."

Bie Gong, Meng Ao, Wang Ling and Wang He were furious.

"You're nothing if you haven't made a decision yet!"

"The civil servants are all birdmen!"

"You listen very well!"

"I will beat you to death!"

The four old men rushed forward and started beating him.

Li Chong entered the mansion of Duke Biao standing upright and left sideways, cursing continuously.

"A crude warrior! Crude!"

(End of this chapter)