The Six Arts of the Gentleman in the Bright Moon of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 594: Repaying a Favor [Subscribe*Monthly Ticket Request]

On the other side, Yan Ju didn't know that Zhao Cong was planning to make a military remonstrance and bring the army back. He just sat in his seat in frustration, staring blankly at the bamboo slips in his hand.

"General, please go ahead and I will follow soon!" Yan Ju said in a low voice.

He is from Qi and he wants to show his strengths.

King Qian of Zhao and Prime Minister Guo Kai had shown him kindness, and he had no choice but to repay them.

Handan did not want these 100,000 troops to return to Handan, did not want the news to be transmitted back to Handan, especially did not want Zhao Cong to return to Handan.

Otherwise, given Zhao Cong's status in Zhao State, once the matter was made public, the entire Zhao State would be in turmoil.

But now the Qin army's attack is getting more and more intense, and Zhao can no longer withstand such a big shock.

If Zhao Cong returned to Handan alive, too many people would have died, and all of them were powerful officials in the court, including the prime minister and the nine ministers. None of them would be able to escape, including King Zhao Qian, who would be condemned by thousands of people.

However, as a descendant of the Confucian Yan family, Yan Ju was unable to hand over 100,000 soldiers to the Qin State to be killed.

So, all he could do was kill Zhao Cong and then commit suicide!

Without its main general and deputy general, the army had no choice but to withdraw.

This was the only solution he could think of.

I will not let down the kindness of the people who recognized my talent, nor will I let down the lives of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

As for what kind of impact the return of 100,000 soldiers to Handan would bring, that had nothing to do with him. He should have been dead by then.

Wei Zhuang had already sneaked into the Liaoyang camp looking for an opportunity, but unfortunately, Zhao Cong was always followed by guards or other military masters, so he was unable to find a suitable opportunity to strike.

"I need you to create an opportunity for me!" Wei Zhuang finally found Yan Ju.

Yan Ju had no doubts that Wei Zhuang could recognize him as his employer.

If he doesn't even have this ability, then Guiguzi Zongheng doesn't deserve to be famous throughout the world and be feared by the princes.

"Okay, after it's done, please let me see Guiguzi Zongheng's power of traveling across all directions!" Yan Ju nodded.

Wei Zhuang frowned and looked at Yan Ju. Crossing All Directions was a killer move. Either he would die or the enemy would die. Did Yan Ju not want to live?
"Okay, in exchange, I want to know why!" Wei Zhuang nodded after a little thought.

Although he is a killer now, he still wants to know what these two people are trying to do.

Killing Zhao Cong was for the purpose of seizing power, which is understandable.

But Yan Ju obviously did not want to seize power.

So Wei Zhuang became even more curious about why Yan Ju did this.

In particular, Zhao Cong and Yan Ju obviously thought the same thing.

This makes it even more confusing.

"Before I die, I will tell you everything!" Yan Ju nodded calmly.

Bath and burn incense.

Yan Ju carefully washed himself, combed his hair neatly, put on the Chaotian Confucian cap, wiped the sword he carried with him clean, not allowing even a speck of dust to get on his body. Finally, he sent someone to invite Zhao Cong over.

Zhao Cong and his close associates were stunned when they received Yan Ju's invitation to the banquet, but they also understood that there is no good banquet!

"General, this trip is obviously a trap!" A group of confidants tried to dissuade Zhao Cong.

When the military remonstration was imminent, Yan Ju suddenly invited Zhao Cong to a banquet, which was obviously a trap.

Zhao Cong was also hesitant, but he had worked with Yan Ju for quite some time and knew very well that Yan Ju was actually a pure Confucian scholar.

Therefore, he also wanted to know what Yan Ju wanted to do by inviting him to a banquet at this time. "Deputy General Yan is a pure Confucian master!" Zhao Cong accepted Yan Ju's invitation.

At least, before Yan Ju died, he could be made to understand the truth, so that their years of working together would not be in vain.

Liao Garden, a private kitchen garden, was specially provided for nobles to entertain distinguished guests.

If there were no war, if you wanted to have a banquet in Liaoyuan, you would have to make a reservation months in advance, and no matter who you were, you would have to wait in line.

Because behind Liaoyuan is Confucianism!
Although Zhao Cong agreed to come to the banquet, he still took necessary precautions. At least he brought his personal guards and more than 30 military experts.

But after entering the garden, in the small courtyard that led the water into the garden, Yan Ju was sitting in the pavilion, neatly dressed and waiting quietly, with only one guard following him.

After the personal bodyguard had carefully checked and confirmed that it was safe, Zhao Cong walked into the small garden. The guards and soldiers also stayed outside the yard.

"Sir, you are rarely dressed so neatly!" Zhao Cong also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Although the guards had checked and confirmed it was safe, Yan Ju's attire was different from usual.

Because he was in the army, Yan Ju was always in military uniform. At least after knowing each other for so many years, it was the first time that Zhao Cong saw Yan Ju wearing Confucian clothes and a Confucian cap.

In my impression, Yan Ju was either in military uniform or court dress. This was the first time Zhao Cong saw him wearing Confucian clothes.

"It's hard to get an appointment at Liaoyuan, so let's eat first and don't miss the delicious food!" Yan Ju stood up and invited Zhao Cong to join the table.

Zhao Cong nodded and followed Yan Ju to the center of the pavilion.

The evening breeze brings a hint of freshness and the fragrance of lotus flowers.

The two of them savored the delicacies of Liao Garden and talked about the beautiful scenery in the garden, as if they were a pair of close friends chatting about love.

However, all good things must come to an end, and all feasts must eventually come to an end.

The night moon slowly rose into the sky and was reflected in the lotus pond.

"It seems that sir is ready?" Zhao Cong took the initiative to speak, breaking the original warmth and harmony.

He didn't want to wait for Luo Wang to take action any longer, and Yan Ju didn't seem to give him any extra time, which could be seen from Yan Ju's attire today.

"I have to repay the kindness of being recognized and appreciated!" Yan Ju sighed, slowly stood up, walked towards the lotus pond, and walked on the water with light steps.

Zhao Cong's eyes became solemn. He knew that Yan Ju was skilled in martial arts, but he did not expect that Yan Ju's martial arts skills were so high that he could walk on the water as if walking on flat ground.

Wei Zhuang, who was hiding his identity as Yan Ju's bodyguard, was also extremely solemn when he saw Yan Ju's move.

The pink lotus flowers were swaying, and Yan Ju's figure walked into the depths of the lotus pond.

"His mind is in turmoil!" On the dark wall of Liao Garden, three figures hid in the shadows of the trees, avoiding the sight of the guards.

"What I'm curious about is why I've never heard of such a master in Confucianism!" Bai Hei Xuan Jian and Mo Ya both looked at Yan Yan.

"What's so strange about this? The Yan family seldom goes out, and their activities are mostly in the Qi and Lu areas. It's normal that they are unknown to others." Yan Yan said with a smile.

"It seems that the general is ready!" Yan Ju glanced in the direction of Yan Yan and the other two and said calmly.

Zhao Cong followed Yan Ju's gaze towards the shadows and realized that it was Luo Wang's killer who had arrived.

"Don't do it!" Although Zhao Cong couldn't see Yan Yan and the other two, he still shouted in the direction of them.

Yan Yan touched his nose. He was confident that Yan Ju could not discover him and could not detect his breath, but the same could not be said for Hei Bai Xuan Jian and Mo Ya.

Judging from the level of cultivation Yan Ju has shown now, it is obvious that he is also an expert at the sword master level, and he is one of the best among sword masters.

(End of this chapter)