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

The post station in the State of Zhao.

This was a place specifically used by the State of Zhao to receive envoys from other countries, and the environment wasn't too bad.

Ying Jing was currently in his room, completely immersed in a wooden tub.

He casually rested his hands on the rim of the wooden tub, letting the steam rise and fill the entire room.

Li Wu stood to the side, holding a towel in her hand, carefully wiping Lord Changxin's body.

From head to toe, very carefully, not missing a single detail.

Seeing that fair skin and... Li Wu couldn't help but blush.

Although she was an assassin, she had never seen anything like this before.

After a long while, Li Wu, covered in fragrant sweat, finally fled the room as if escaping.

Serving her master during his bath was simply what she was supposed to do.

To be able to bathe Lord Changxin is... incredibly exciting!

I can't take it anymore!

She looks like she's just been pulled out of the water.

Seeing Li Wu's panicked escape, Ying Jing did not stop her.

He dressed himself and slowly walked into another room.

There were also many bamboo slips inside the room, all of which contained organized intelligence.

Looking at the pile of bamboo slips that resembled a small mountain, Ying Jing shook his head slightly.

"After we get back this time, we need to make paper widely available as soon as possible."

With so many bamboo slips, the visual impact alone is enough to make one feel somewhat weary.

"Let's find out the intelligence on Zhao Qian, Zhao Jia, Li Mu, Guo Kai, and the Empress first."

Although Ying Jing believed that the mission was simple and unlikely to encounter any unexpected events, he still needed to understand the situation in the State of Zhao.

Ying Jing never takes anything lightly.

The room fell silent.

a long time.

The seriousness on Ying Jing's face finally faded, and a smile returned.

Zhao Qian was the son of the courtesan, and he was known for his lust and dissolute lifestyle. He not only had the support of the courtesan, but also had connections with Zhao Xiang Guo Kai.

As for Zhao Jia, the crown prince who was deposed without cause, he still had some supporters in the Zhao state.

But all these supporters were irrelevant; the most crucial person was Li Mu.

The State of Zhao was not lacking in famous ministers and generals, such as Zhao She, Lin Xiangru, Lian Po, and Li Mu...

However, by this time, Zhao She, Lin Xiangru, and others had all passed away, and Lian Po had been sidelined and defected to the State of Wei, leaving only Li Mu to maintain order.

As the last famous general of the Zhao state, Li Mu was stationed in Yanmen County in the northern part of Zhao for a long time.

He devised a plan to lure the enemy deep into his territory, and last year he inflicted a major defeat on the Xiongnu, severely damaging them and rendering them incapable of invading the borders of Zhao for at least ten years.

Riding on this great victory, Li Mu's status and influence also increased dramatically, making him a pillar of the Zhao state.

Now he is at war with the State of Yan again, and he has won one victory after another. Perhaps it will not be long before Wusui and Fangcheng of Yan will be annexed by the State of Zhao.

However, although Li Mu was very capable, he did not get along well with powerful ministers like Guo Kai, and he was also close to Zhao Jia, which caused the Empress Dowager's dissatisfaction.

"With a large army at your command, your achievements overshadowing the emperor, powerful ministers outside, and a courtesan inside... Moreover, the emperor is incompetent. Li Mu, can you handle this?"

Looking at the intelligence data in his hand, Ying Jing couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Li Mu.

However, Li Mu is currently at war with the Yan state, and Ying Jing's mission to the Zhao state this time will most likely not involve him, so there is no need to focus on him.

Suddenly, Ying Jing's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Zhao Qian intended to go out of the city to greet him, but he unexpectedly fell into the water and caught a cold..."

This seems like just an accident?

"Zhao Qian was pale and weak in his lower limbs at the time, which did indeed seem like he was unwell..."

Ying Jing recalled everything that had happened since he arrived in Handan.

"Logically speaking, since I am personally on a mission, it would not be unreasonable for even the King of Zhao himself to come out of the city to welcome me."

"But now I am being received by Zhao Qian."

Thinking of this, Ying Jing couldn't help but smile: "Is it because the signal this matter sent made some people restless?"

"The situation in the State of Zhao is more interesting than I imagined."

With a low laugh, a purple dragon of fortune slowly emerged and hovered in the void in front of Ying Jing.

Status and power can both bring about changes in one's fortune, which is why Ying Jing's abilities became stronger after becoming Lord Changxin.

The most significant change is that the original Purple Python of Fortune has completely transformed into a Flood Dragon of Fortune.

Ying Jing stood up, opened the window, and studied the intelligence for a long time. By then, it was already dark.

The first night in Zhao was not a beautiful one.

Dark clouds obscured half the moon, and the stars were almost invisible.

But Ying Jing didn't care. In each of his eyes, a small purple dragon coiled, and his deep eyes continued to gaze at the night sky.

"He holds the power of life and death, and is above all others."

"The allure of power has led countless heroes to bow down..."

……

Feixue Pavilion.

Of the seven states, Zhao was the most famous for its dances.

Among the dances of the Zhao state, the Feixue Pavilion was the most renowned.

Not only did many people from Zhao highly praise the Feixue Pavilion Dance, but many merchants traveling to and from various countries also raved about it.

Inside Feixue Pavilion, in a private room on the second floor.

Zhao Qian was very thoughtful in receiving Lord Changxin. This position not only isolated him from the noise below, but also allowed him to clearly see the performance on the stage below from his seat.

One after another, the dancers took to the stage, their figures graceful, their steps light, and their movements elegant and captivating.

However, this was still somewhat different from the graceful Zhao dance that Ying Jing had imagined.

If that's all there is to it... then it's better to just watch the Li dance at the inn!

Although Zhao Qian was a dissolute playboy, he was quite adept at reading people's expressions and moods.

Perhaps sensing that Ying Jing was somewhat uninterested, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"Where is Miss Yukihime? Why didn't she come up on stage?"

"I'm entertaining distinguished guests today, and you're sending these ugly, deformed people out to scorn my eyes?"

As the most favored son of Queen Chang and King Zhao, Zhao Qian naturally held an extremely high position in the state of Zhao.

The maidservant serving nearby was almost in tears from being scolded: "I, I'll go and fetch the Pavilion Master right away."

Perhaps because Ying Jing was nearby and Zhao Qian didn't want to be laughed at, he didn't pursue the matter further.

"Lord Changxin, please wait a moment. There's no need to look at these eyesores. The dance of Xue Ji, the mistress of Fei Xue Pavilion, is truly the best in the Seven Kingdoms!"

"I bet Lord Changxin will be satisfied after reading it!"

Ying Jing smiled noncommittally, nodded slightly, and personally peeled a grape and fed it to Li Wu in his arms.

Li Wu did not refuse, and swallowed it whole with her cherry-like mouth, but a blush still ran down her face to her ears.

Before long, a woman dressed in a snow-white gown appeared in the private room where Ying Jing was.

Her figure was graceful, her clothes fluttering, as if she had descended from the clouds.

Her appearance was secondary; what mattered most was her elegant demeanor, like a blooming white lotus, exuding a delicate fragrance.

However, Ying Jing's focus at this moment was not on the woman, but on the little girl accompanying her.

It looks like it's only three years old, but you can already see a bit of what it will look like when it grows up.

Her skin was as delicate as snow, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely beautiful, and she had a head of unique silver-white hair, making her look like a delicately carved jade doll.

The little girl stood quietly beside the woman, neither crying nor making a fuss, her big eyes curiously observing everything around her.

He met Ying Jing's gaze without fear, and even laughed happily.

"The Snow Woman from my childhood... I really dressed up too early!"

Lord Changxin suddenly felt a little heartbroken.