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

Ying Jing was among the first to receive news of the major upheaval that had occurred in Xinzheng, South Korea.

The Luowang system existed even earlier than the Qin state, and had long since developed a complex and rigorous, yet extremely fast, method of communication.

Not only did they tame birds that could understand human nature, but they also sometimes used mechanical arts to help them.

Your Majesty's Respect:

The maple leaves of Hanoi stain the steps crimson, the blood-soaked blades of Xinzheng are sheathed. At the third watch of the night, the lamps in the pavilion dim, I, your humble servant, having washed my hands and burned incense, respectfully report:

Firstly, the Ji clan usurped power and forged an imperial edict to move the king's carriage to a detached palace in the western suburbs. On the way, at Duanhunpo, Tianze, a remnant of the Baiyue tribe, emerged from the ground and abducted the King of Han.

Secondly: Wei Zhuang and Han Fei found the old Crown Prince's residence. The snake bone chain had pierced the heart of the King of Han, and blood had soaked three inches of the scorched beam. Tian Ze had also died from the backlash of the Gu worms. His body lay upside down on the ruins, facing the King of Han's heart, just like the ritual of the Baiyue shaman.

Thirdly: Ji Wuye suddenly launched a war, deploying all the city's crossbows to besiege Xinzheng. The officials and ministers were filled with fear and prepared for a desperate fight.

However, when Ji Wuye led his followers into the palace, they found it filled with ice crystals and shrouded in black mist.

When the icy mist dissipated, only Ji Wuye's corpse remained.

Fourthly: Jade Tiger died at Wild Fox Crossing, the assassin's blade piercing his throat. I obtained a list of nobles who colluded with Ji Wuye from the third rib of his corpse, and have already presented it to Han Fei.

Fifthly: As Your Majesty had hoped, Han Fei, now dressed in plain clothes and wearing the imperial seal, has already assumed the position of Crown Prince. The five characters of the blood-stained edict presented by Zhang Liang, "Passing the throne to the Ninth Prince," are all modeled after the calligraphy of King An of Han. When Wei Zhuang received the seal of the Grand General, the broken sword of the Rebellious Scale hummed incessantly.

A note from the author: The laurel palace in Xinzheng has been swept clean and a banquet prepared. Han Fei has repeatedly asked His Majesty when the ceremony will be held. Every night, I caress the peacock-shaped golden bell that His Majesty gave me; three more engravings have been added to the bell's clasp.

Parrots sing, and I report this.

On the night of Frost's Descent, under the lamp in the Sparrow Pavilion.

In the study of Lord Changxin's residence, Ying Jing read letters late at night.

This was written by Yingge himself, sent from Xinzheng, Korea, and carried with the highest-level secret order from Luowang.

Although the letter contained few words, it contained a great deal of information. Ying Jing read it very carefully, studying each word meticulously.

a long time.

Ying Jing finally finished reading it and casually tossed it to Yan Lingji, who had been eagerly waiting for it for a long time.

"Is Tianze dead?"

Yan Lingji was slightly stunned when she saw the message in the letter, but she quickly put it aside.

She had already made her choice; whether Tianze lived or died was no longer of any concern.

"Ji Wuye rebelled, and he's dead too?"

Yan Lingji was a little confused.

How could a master of external martial arts like Ji Wuye die so easily? The Luo Wang would have to poison him or send multiple top-ranking assassins to ensure the mission was completed.

What ice crystals and black mist? Are you kidding me?

Somewhat skeptical, she flipped through the letter several times, but no matter how she looked at it, the wording was always the same.

"To be able to deal with Ji Wuye so easily... it seems that the mysterious Marquis made the move."

Ying Jing stroked his smooth chin, pondering to himself.

The most complex situations often require only the simplest and most direct approach to deal with them.

The Marquis deposed Ji Wuye, bringing everything to a close.

This undoubtedly steered everything in the direction Ying Jing had hoped for.

Ying Jing felt nothing about the deaths of Ji Wuye and Tianze.

The turmoil in Xinzheng cannot be said to be completely unrelated to Ying Jing; it can only be said that... it was entirely orchestrated by him.

However, the process was somewhat unexpected.

As long as the final result remains the same!

"King An of Han is dead, and Han Fei has become the crown prince. Doesn't that mean Han Fei will become the new King of Han?"

Yan Lingji only realized it belatedly.

Ying Jing stood up: "Isn't this obvious? Prepare the gifts!"

"Prepare gifts?"

Yan Lingji seemed a little slow to react.

Ying Jing stood with his hands behind his back, walked to the window, and gazed at the bright moon in the sky.

"How could I, as the ruler, not attend Han Fei's ascension to the throne?"

……

"Ji Wuye has rebelled?"

"Father has passed away?"

"Is my brother going to be the King of Han?"

When Ying Jing selectively told Honglian about the situation in Xinzheng, the little girl was so shocked by the sudden news that she couldn't recover for a long time.

It hasn't been long since Han Fei returned to Han from Qin!

How could so many things have happened?

"Husband, is everything you said true?"

Honglian found it hard to believe.

She finally accepted the fact that she would be living in a foreign land and gradually got used to life in Qin.

But now she is suddenly told that so many changes have taken place in South Korea in such a short period of time.

"The message from the highest secret order of the Luo Wang is naturally true."

Ying Jing never intended to use lies to reassure Hong Lian.

These things can't be hidden forever; what needs to be faced will eventually have to be faced.

At least, this is news of the death of King Han, not Han Fei.

"Father..."

After confirming with Ying Jing once again that the King of Han had passed away, Honglian's eyes finally welled up with tears.

Although Honglian was given to Ying Jing, to be fair, Han Wang An had always doted on Honglian before that.

It would be no exaggeration to say that she is the apple of everyone's eye.

Otherwise, even if Honglian wasn't forced into a marriage alliance, how could she freely leave the palace to have fun?

"Please accept my condolences. Your ninth brother is about to become the King of Han. Don't cry. You should be happy for him."

These words, once spoken, immediately overwhelmed Honglian with uncontrollable sorrow.

She buried her face in Ying Jing's arms, clinging tightly to his strong waist and sobbing, "Father~ Waaaaah~~"

"Your Majesty is usually very good at coaxing women, so why today...?"

On the other side of the hall, Jingni, Feiyan, and the other women were all watching.

When they saw that Ying Jing's words of comfort only made Hong Lian burst into tears, Jing Ni and Nong Yu, who were simple-minded, were puzzled.

Even though they were willing to believe in their husbands' character, they never doubted his ability to charm women.

Otherwise, how could he have won the Empress Dowager's favor so much, and how could he have so many beauties living in his mansion?

"How do you know that this wasn't something your husband did intentionally?"

Feiyan was still dressed as the Yin-Yang School's Dongjun, with a very gentle expression.

His mysterious and deep eyes were now full of smiles.

"Deliberately done?"

Feiyan simply smiled faintly: "King Han is Honglian's father. She has sadness in her heart, and it's better for her to cry freely than to keep it bottled up."

Upon hearing this, several pairs of eyes, some cool and some fiery, focused on Ying Jing's retreating figure with love and longing.

"Husband..."

"It's always been like this. He silently protects us in his own unique way, but he never explains."

Feiyan lowered her head silently, the burning passion in her heart seemingly deepening even further.