Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

The autumn wind is bleak, and willow catkins are flying along the banks of the Wei River.

Gan Luo stood under a weeping willow tree, looking at Ying Jing, the powerful Lord Changxin in Qin, and felt a mix of emotions.

"Please rest assured, Lord Changxin, Prime Minister Lü has already agreed to this matter."

After saying this, Gan Luo couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief, but a hint of tension still lingered in his eyes.

"As long as Lord Changxin agrees, Gan Luo will no longer be a retainer of Prime Minister Lü!"

He then spoke, his voice trembling slightly.

At this moment, Gan Luo was quite different from the Yin-Yang School Star Soul that Ying Jing remembered, who later developed a twisted personality.

He still possessed the unique naiveté and immaturity of a young man, and even his conversation with Ying Jing was tinged with nervousness.

Wait... Nervous?

Ying Jing did not answer immediately, but frowned slightly as he looked Gan Luo up and down, a hint of purple light appearing in his pupils.

After being enfeoffed as a king, Ying Jing could sense that his abilities seemed to have undergone some new changes, but he still needed to explore them further after returning home.

After a long silence, Ying Jing finally spoke slowly.

"you are lying."

Gan Luo's body trembled instantly, and a stiff expression appeared on his face.

A moment later, he bowed again.

"Lord Changxin has keen insight; Gan Luo has been too clever for his own good."

The purple aura in Ying Jing's eyes slowly dissipated, but his expression remained indifferent: "Speak, why did you betray Prime Minister Lü to pledge allegiance to me? Or... was this all part of Prime Minister Lü's scheme?"

Gan Luo became even more nervous. He shook his head repeatedly. Now that things had come to this, he no longer hid anything, and said in a slightly bitter tone, "Actually..."

He paused for a long time while speaking, as if he was having some difficulty speaking.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I was kicked out of the Prime Minister's residence by Prime Minister Lü. If Lord Changxin is unwilling to take me in, Gan Luo will have nowhere to go."

So miserable?

Gan Luo, the child prodigy who was appointed as a high-ranking official at the age of twelve?

Now, not only has Ying Jing intercepted his mission to the State of Zhao, but he has also been kicked out by Lü Buwei.

Retainers are not servants; they still have a considerable degree of autonomy, and it's not entirely impossible for them to break away from their masters.

However, if he were kicked out, especially by someone like Lü Buwei, even if Gan Luo was known as a genius, it would be difficult for him to be accepted by others again.

"What's the reason?"

Ying Jing still didn't say much.

Gan Luo gave a slightly bitter smile, and could only tell the whole story.

"Prime Minister Lü had already agreed that if he could persuade General Zhang Tang to come to Yan, and guarantee the lives of his entire family, he would recommend Gan Luo to the King as an envoy to Zhao."

"But just after the court session ended, Prime Minister Lü told me that he had already recommended Lord Changxin for this matter."

Gan Luo's tone was not calm; though not exactly clenched teeth, one could still detect some emotion in his voice.

So I'm supposed to take the blame for this?

Ying Jing was immediately surprised. How come everything ended up being related to him?

"So, Prime Minister Lü broke his promise, and you argued with him about this matter, but inadvertently angered him?"

A faint smile finally appeared on his face, and Ying Jing's expression became much more amiable.

Gan Luo's face showed a hint of resentment: "I knew about this matter but did not argue with Prime Minister Lü. I just said that I was still young and could wait for more opportunities. I hoped that Prime Minister Lü could recommend me to join the delegation to broaden my experience. But somehow I offended Prime Minister Lü and was kicked out of the Prime Minister's residence!"

Just because of this? Has Lü Buwei taken the wrong medicine?

Ying Jing's expression was strange.

Hmm... wait, young?

Touching his smooth chin, Lord Changxin seemed lost in thought.

Could it be that this old man was provoked by those "you're old" comments he made in front of the Xianyang Palace?

Otherwise, there's really no way to explain why such a cunning old fox would drive Gan Luo away over such a trivial matter.

"The ever-young Prime Minister Lü..."

Ying Jing felt that although Gan Luo's words were a bit bizarre, they were still quite credible.

After all, if you're going to make something up, you'll make it sound more plausible.

Lu Buwei was not in a good mood when he went to court today. He had already been provoked by Ying Jing. When the court adjourned, he was full of anger. Gan Luo just happened to run into him!

Of course, I'd only feel at ease if the Six Sword Slaves investigated.

"Do you feel no resentment that I replaced you as the envoy to the State of Zhao?"

Ying Jing's attitude has clearly changed.

If there are no unforeseen circumstances, Gan Luo is usable!

Gan Luo's heart tightened; he knew this was a crucial moment that would determine his fate.

"Gan Luo is not an unreasonable person; this matter is entirely the fault of Marquis Wenxin!"

Having been driven out of Lü Buwei's mansion, Gan Luo had nowhere to go, so how could he dare to offend the currently powerful Lord Changxin?

Besides, this whole thing was actually done unfairly by Lü Buwei, and had nothing to do with the benevolent Jing!

Ying Jing's smile seemed to grow even warmer.

It seems we can accept Gan Luo!

This also means that this trip to the State of Zhao might be much easier.

After all, Gan Luo had already succeeded.

Now that we have added Lord Changxin to the mix, how could we possibly fail?

The future Star Soul of the Yin-Yang School? He's already mine!

Lord Changxin laughed loudly: "I myself have heard of Gan Luo's reputation as a child prodigy. Prime Minister Lü is unaware of his talent!"

"Get in the car and ride with me!"

Gan Luo may have some talent, but he was still just a twelve-year-old boy.

At this age when one is most prone to passionate outbursts, especially after experiencing the darkness and despair of being driven out of the Prime Minister's residence by Lü Buwei, he was immediately moved by the sincerity of the benevolent Jing.

Lending a hand to someone in their darkest hour is the easiest way to gain their loyalty.

Of course, this varies from person to person, since some people are just not naturally grateful.

At this moment, Gan Luo's entire body was trembling, and tears even welled up in his eyes.

Being expelled from the Prime Minister's residence was a devastating blow to a boy who had always been hailed as a child prodigy and carried the hopes of his entire family.

He raised his sleeve and wiped his eyes, and a look of ecstatic joy and gratitude immediately appeared on his face. Gan Luo then kowtowed to the ground.

"Gentleman Changxin has shown me such great kindness today, I will repay it with my life!"

This time, Ying Jing finally stepped out of the carriage.

His movements were calm and graceful. He walked slowly to Gan Luo's side, extended his broad hands, and personally helped Gan Luo up from the cold ground.

The young master helped up a boy who was in despair.

Like a ray of light suddenly appearing in the darkness, it brought him new hope.

A gentle autumn breeze swept by, stirring up some scattered willow catkins along the Wei River, which fell like snowflakes onto Gan Luo's hair.

Sunlight filtered through the willow branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on them, like a golden painting.

Ying Jing gently waved his sleeve, brushing away the willow catkins: "Why bother? Let's get in the carriage first."

His voice was calm, and his tone was not gentle, yet it seemed to pierce through the autumn wind, reaching Gan Luo's heart and giving him warmth and courage.

Gan Luo vowed that this would be a scene he would never forget in his life!