Qin Shi: Starting from saving Yan Lingji

Chapter 161 I will forgive you

Being the king of a country is actually not as wonderful as others imagine. Although he has an extremely noble status, supreme authority, and unparalleled beauty... it's a lot of pressure!

This is what King Han An thought. He didn't like to hear any bad things from his ministers because it meant trouble.

Just like recently, even the prince's life is in the hands of others. It's troublesome, extremely troublesome! So he hid in the palace, covered his ears, and waited for his ministers to solve the trouble that was lingering in his mind as before.

Fortunately, Honglian was welcomed back, which made him feel a little relieved, but then he got the news of Yiyang's rebellion, which was another trouble!
Just when he was putting these fears out of his mind and enjoying the shoulder rub of the beauty in the harem with a sad look on his face, the guard called the Ninth Young Master Han Fei to see him.

He originally didn't want to see him, who knew what trouble Lao Jiu would bring him, but after hearing him say that there was a solution to the Yiyang rebellion, he reluctantly went to see him.

"Lao Jiu, you said there is a solution, I hope you have the best!" King Han sat in a high position and looked at his son indifferently.

We only talk about monarchs and ministers here, not father and son. Of course, Han Fei doesn't think their father-son relationship is very deep.

"Father, in order to solve the disaster in Yiyang, I am here to ask for someone from you." Han Fei said respectfully. He saw a flash of relief on Han Wangan's face, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

Because he knew that things would be different after a while.

Hearing that Han Fei really had a solution, Han Wangan became interested, but he still took precautions in advance, "You are not familiar with military affairs, so you should know some things not to say nonsense. If you think about it carefully, who are you going to ask me for?"

Regarding this young heir, Han Wangan's evaluation is that he may have the talent of a king, but it will take time to wash away his unconventional sense of freedom. If he can be calmer, he can also serve the next generation. Leave something behind.

Han Fei naturally couldn't guess what Han Wangan was thinking at the moment, so he just gave his own answer.

"The man has been captured by the Blood-clothed Marquis. I dare to ask my father for it. This man's name is Zheng Ze."

"Zheng Ze?" Han Wangan frowned and didn't think of it for a while.

However, when he heard that it was related to the Xueyi Hou, he quickly recalled it, but his brows furrowed even deeper, "Are you talking about the seducing monster? That is the culprit of Yiyang's disaster, Lao Jiu, do you know What are you talking about?"

He was obviously unhappy, and his bad mood was affected by Han Fei's "causing trouble", so he warned: "I heard that you are dating this person, why do you still want to plead for him?"

None of these things are secrets, especially since Zheng Ze was arrested and people from the Yemu Group were willing to throw dirty water on him, so it was understandable that Han Wangan knew about it.

Han Fei shook his head, "I dare not intercede for the guilty. It's just that we haven't decided yet whether he is the culprit of the Yiyang incident. I came here to inform my father about another matter."

Before Han Wangan took the initiative to ask, Han Fei chose to cut the knot quickly and said directly: "I have received news that this person used the paper to slander the names of Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism and other schools for no reason. It is related to the reputation and popularity of the schools. The crowd will definitely not give up. There are already many people on the way to the royal capital. I hope my father will think twice about his treatment!"

It turns out that there are not only Confucian versions of the Zilan harem story, but also Mohism, Taoism, and even Zongheng and medical doctors. Anyone who is famous has their story.

Changing the soup does not change the medicine. For example, in the Mohist version of the story, the protagonist is better at using gadgets to create happiness for women. The Taoist version is even more wonderful. The story emphasizes the coexistence of heaven and man. In the boundless wilderness, the sky is the curtain and the earth is the mat. Let’s go to the pinnacle of bliss where heaven and man interact.

There are countless examples like this, and Han Fei has seen them all. He can only sigh at Zheng Ze's rich imagination. At the same time, he also laments that the other party has really stirred his reputation into the mud, and offended all the schools of thought. Again, this is not the courage that ordinary people can have.

After listening to his words, Han Wangan became more determined, "How dare this beast dare to act so boldly? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to cut him into pieces. It seems that there is no need to investigate. Killing him will be an explanation to the world."

"Father, no!" Han Fei stopped him quickly and persuaded: "Zheng Ze also has the art of papermaking and book printing. Many people come here for this purpose. In addition to the disciples, I am afraid there are also ministers from other countries. , Now that Xinzheng has become the center of attention, we must not act rashly, or we may be in danger of overthrowing!"

Hearing this, Han Wangan's anger disappeared immediately, and his face became a little panicked, "How, how could it be like this?!"

God can see how pity he is, how can he, a small Korean, become a person that attracts everyone's attention?
Han Wangan is not stupid. After listening to Han Fei's analysis, he quickly understood the importance of paper and books. Everyone couldn't help it. So the question is, now that the person is in his hands, what should he do with it?

If you wanted to have the experience to yourself before, you can't even think about it now.

The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade. Everyone knows the truth. Not everyone can stop their greed, but King Han can.

He quickly grasped the point of the question, "Then what do you mean when you say you want to ask for him from me?"

Hearing this, Han Fei nodded and said: "Those gossipy messages not only slandered the reputation of the Baijia family, but also tarnished the majesty of our Wang family, and even meant to sow discord between South Korea and the Baijia family. Yi'erchen In view of this, it is better to order this person to hand over the papermaking method and give it to the world, so as to satisfy the suspicion of hundreds of families and provide for the needs of the seven countries. This can eliminate the majority of the world's attention. "

Without waiting for Han Wangan to comment, he continued: "In addition, I know that Mr. Fu Nian, a Confucian, is a guest in the Prime Minister's Mansion. It would be better for my father to pardon him openly and then secretly hand this person over to Confucian hands. In this way, one of them can In exchange with Confucianism, I asked you to stop the chaos in Yiyang; secondly, you can get rid of this person, and the world will no longer stare at your father, worrying that your father will use this person; thirdly, you can prevent Qin Wei and others from asking your father for help. And then you’re in the awkward position of definitely offending someone.”

After what Han Fei said, Han Wangan fell into deep thought. He also understood the problem and felt that this Zheng Ze was really a big trouble. He would really cause trouble, but he couldn't let this person fall into his hands!

Whether the matter in Yiyang is serious or not, if a Confucian gentleman comes forward to help, not only can it be solved, but at least it can get better. He doesn't care if it works or not, he just wants to throw this bomb out. You can die, but don't let your blood splash on me!
After thinking about it again and again, he nodded, "According to your words, the matter in Yiyang has nothing to do with this person, so let him go!"

Although there was no disposal, at least he expressed his attitude and wanted to benefit the world with the papermaking method. As for whether Zheng Ze will obey the order, that's none of my business.

I obeyed. This is my merit for benefiting the world. Please remember me as a favor.

If you don't obey, this person won't accept my suggestion. He is not mine and has nothing to do with me. Just go to him.

Thinking of this, Han Wangan felt more and more satisfied, and by the way, Han Fei felt more pleasing to the eye than before.

"You did a good job in this matter, and my father will keep it in mind."

Han Fei lowered his head slightly and said softly: "Loyalty to the emperor is the duty of a minister. It is also a minister's luck to be able to share the worries of his father."

Hearing this, Han Wangan sighed, thinking that with Han Fei's power, it would be difficult to get the attention of the Blood-clothed Marquis, so he said: "Go, I will let your fourth brother cooperate."......

Zheng Ze looked at the charming face of the person in front of him, and his expression was completely different from the previous time when he was bearing the humiliation and bearing the burden.

"It seems that your Majesty knows me better than I thought, but I don't know, if I can go out, how will you deal with yourself then?"

Seeing that he still looked calm and calm, Mrs. Mingzhu only thought it was a clumsy pretense and smiled coldly, "Stop wishing for anything. From the moment you step here, you should understand that in this game of chasing power, you have already advanced. Out. Put away those long words, do you really think that I believe your empty promises? It’s time to wake up from the dream, and take out the word-erasing potion, and don’t force me to torture you!”

Mrs. Mingzhu was a little disappointed not to see Zheng Ze's fearful and pleading look. She couldn't tell what exactly she was disappointed about.

Now he no longer insists on repaying the resentment in his heart, and getting the potion back can be regarded as a settlement.

Zheng Ze tilted his head. In his eyes, Mrs. Mingzhu's delicate and snow-white complexion, as well as her faintly intoxicating fragrance, had to be said that she was a woman who had a fatal attraction for men. Her majesty at this moment was inviolable, and it was very difficult to see her. It's hard to think of how she used to be a drooling chicken.

The difference between before and after is actually even more addictive.

Zheng Ze smiled and felt surprised. Considering what he had done to her, it was normal for him to retaliate harshly. Now he is much kinder than expected.

"They say that one day brings a hundred days of kindness to a husband, does the empress really not care about the rain and dew?" Zheng Ze said.

"Huh? There has always been only hatred between me and you! I thought that people like you could understand the situation, but it seems that you are just a fool who becomes arrogant once he gains power." Mrs. Mingzhu said, looking out from her hair He took out a slender hairpin, and the sharp point shone with cold light.

The perfect lip line expresses indifference and sarcasm, which seems to be mixed with a little bit of hatred.

In her eyes, is Zheng Ze talented? some!

Not everyone can make such a big noise and attract the attention of the world. What's more, it's even more unbelievable that he doesn't have a prominent family background, monstrous authority, or peerless magical skills.

I originally expected him to perform more, but now it seems that he is just a man who knows a lot of other skills but has no vision.

If people like him can try their best to show their talents and surrender to the night, there may be a way to survive. It can be seen that he can't see any of this. Madam Mingzhu can even predict his fate, which is nothing more than being squeezed out of all the value of his existence and turning into a cold corpse in an extremely humiliating way.

"Madam, is she so angry? Are you angry because I made you lose your virginity, or is it because your efforts have not been rewarded as expected?" Zheng Ze did not dodge, but stared straight into those eyes.

No one would think that a woman who could live like a fish in the harem was a good person. How could she be used as a horse again and again with just a few handwriting on her body?
Unless she wants to.

Suddenly looking into his deep eyes, the expression on Mrs. Mingzhu's flawless and pretty face suddenly froze, and she came back to her senses the next moment.

"You think too highly of yourself!" As she said that, a cold light flashed in Madam Mingzhu's hand, she raised the hairpin and was about to attack Zheng Ze.

Just a cold breath swept toward her from all directions. She didn't even look back at the faint black shadow that suddenly appeared behind her, and her tone was full of contempt, "Is this your confidence?"

Zheng Ze shook his head and said softly: "This is not confidence, it just prevents you from doing stupid things. Being ambitious is not a bad thing, but you are too anxious. Just rushed here, have you ever thought about it, no matter whether I can go out or not, you Everything you have done before will disappear in smoke? Before you attack me, have you ever considered what the consequences will be if you attack me or even kill me? Just think about it now, why Bai Yifei doesn't do it directly? "I killed me and asked you to come here just to let you vent your anger?"

Mrs. Mingzhu was in a daze as she answered one question after another. How could she think so much? She thought about how arrogant the little thief was when he was running around on her body, but with just a slight touch from Bai Yifei, he became a turtle in the urn. For this arrogant and soft-footed guy in bed, my heart was filled with the grievances of being deceived by a scumbag.

However, she acted so aggressively before, just like Zheng Ze said, she has broken her face, and it is impossible for her to call the master "I am wrong" now. What's more, with just one mouth, what if you are lying to yourself again?
So, she forced herself to stay calm and snorted, "So what, you can't get out anyway!"

Seeing her tough talk, Zheng Ze found it quite interesting. He leaned into her ear and said softly: "You don't seem to have any confidence, but what if I go out?"

The hot air hit her earlobe, and Mrs. Mingzhu quickly leaned back. She was still in the mood to think about this at this time, which really... made her even less confident.

But she still didn't show it, but there was a faint expectation in her heart. In this inexplicable and complicated emotion, he blurted out: "If you can really get out, I will kneel on the ground and crawl in front of you and tell you that I was wrong, Master."

After she finished speaking, she felt a little regretful. How could she say such disgusting words from her mouth despite her noble status?
But she saw Zheng Ze's eyes getting brighter after hearing this, and thinking about what she wanted, she said, "But if you can't get out, take out what I want!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Zheng Ze nodded, "No problem."

Seeing his determined look, Mrs. Mingzhu thought about the possible loopholes in it and added: "We need to add another period, within five days! If you don't go out after five days, you have to hand over your things. Also, I don't will help you!”

Regarding these supplementary terms, Zheng Ze still happily agreed, "Yes, but five days is too long, so let's do it within three days!"

Hearing this, Mingzhu raised her eyebrows. Could it be that he was already planning to kneel down and surrender in front of Bai Yifei? This is not a good choice.

Thinking of this, her voice couldn't help but soften a little, "If you fulfill the contract and hand over the things in three days, I might as well plead for you in front of the general and spare your life. The rest is up to you."

Glancing at her with a hint of surprise, Zheng Ze shook his head and promised with a smile: "It seems that I made the mistake of blaming the queen. After we go out, as long as the queen sincerely admits her mistake, I will definitely forgive her."

Hearing this, Madam Mingzhu was about to ridicule him for opening the dyeing room after giving him the color, when she heard a sound coming from outside. Dai Mei frowned slightly and turned to look at Zheng Ze.

Thinking of the bet just now, I had a bad feeling in my heart. It shouldn't be... right?

　Come back~

　　(End of this chapter)