Chapter 111
Zhangtai Palace attendant left again.

But Zhao Cong didn't dare to leave.

He knew that he was about to face not only the prince of Daqin, but also the king of Daqin.

The young lieutenant general stood behind Zhao Cong, glanced left and right, and then asked suspiciously:

"My lord, don't you feel that what happened today is very strange?"

A lump of heat appeared in Zhao Cong's throat, and thoughts surged in his chest, so he said in a deep voice:
"Even you are aware of it. Could it be that this young master doesn't realize it? Perhaps this young master should really listen to you, and shouldn't be so arrogant and domineering in Xianyang City."

Zhao Cong regretted it very much.

But it was too late to regret, the crux of Ying Zheng making things difficult for him was not here.

Instead, he was ordered by Qin Chuan.

Zhao Congjue's incident was more serious than he had imagined, and Yingzheng was no longer the Yingzheng who lived under the roof.

A sense of fear crawled into Zhao Cong's heart!

How arrogant I was just now, how embarrassed I am now.

click...

A golden lightning bolt split from the sky, heavy rain poured down, and dense raindrops fell down the curtain.

The plantains that were beaten were scattered, and the bricks and tiles were drenched!
Zhao Cong and others were hit by the rain, as if they were soaked in water. They were soaked from top to bottom, and he sneezed.

The charming side hall of Xianyang Palace!

On the bright red carpet, jade feet are flying, and more than a dozen dancers are dressed in snow-white gauze and light clothes, dancing lightly.

Dance gracefully!

The dancers are all slim and slim, with bells tied to their ankles.

On the side, a well-dressed musician skillfully plucked the strings, his slender fingers slid across, and reversed the five notes.

Ying Zheng's eyes were blurred, but he had no interest in these women. He just drank and enjoyed the fun.

"Prince Qi, Mr. Zhao Cong has been standing in the rain for half an hour, Yiyi looking in the direction of the side hall."

Ying Zheng waved his hand:

"Keep staring, don't disturb my noble spirit!"

"promise!"

The servant continued to inquire about the news.

"Prince, it's raining cats and dogs, and in a blink of an eye, it has become a river. The spring is cold, and Young Master Cong and others have already started to play."

Ying Zheng didn't speak, his ears were fluttering, which made him a little sleepy, and he fell asleep on the desk.

"Prince, it's hailstorming outside. The huge hailstones are like eggs. Zhao Cong's nose is bruised and his face is swollen, and he still doesn't retreat."

When I woke up again, another hour passed.

Yingzheng's face remained unchanged. When I was in Handan, you were dozens of times stricter than today.

This is the price you Zhao people should pay!

Show off your strength and trample on the dignity of our Qin State. The times have changed, but your thoughts of Zhao people have not changed.

Ying Zheng didn't summon Zhao Cong all night, and at dawn, the heavy rain finally stopped.

The sky was still gray, and Ying Zheng stretched himself. He didn't sleep well that night.

"Prince, haven't you seen Young Master Cong today?"

Ying Zheng rubbed his eyes:
"Oh, which Zhao country envoy you are talking about, the prince almost forgot, let them go back, the prince has other things to do today."

"what!?"

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, and then his voice was almost low and could not be heard clearly:
"Prince, is this not very good? Zhao's envoys have been waiting in the rain for a whole night, and they all caught the wind and cold."

"presumptuous!"

Ying Zheng immediately scolded, pointed at the eunuch's nose and cursed:

"I need you to tell me how to do this prince, are you impatient?"

The servant was so frightened that he panicked, knelt on the ground, kowtowed non-stop, and said vaguely:
"Damn the little one, I'm going to pass on the order for the prince!"

A cold sweat broke out in fright.

Hastily walked out of the side hall, and then in front of the door, Zhao Cong and the others were already somewhat delirious and groggy.

"Everyone, please go back to the embassy post first. My prince said that I don't see you today. If there is any news, I will let you know."

Zhao Cong: "..."

Hearing this, the mood of the entire Zhao Guo mission collapsed.

"What the hell is Ying Zheng doing?"

"Yes, we waited all night in the wind and rain. Even if he is the prince of Qin, he can't break his promise like this."

"What a country of tigers and wolves, what a prince of tigers and wolves!"

"..."

Everyone said what you said and what I said, criticizing Ying Zheng's hospitality, but no one dared to shout out.

Insulting the crown prince of Qin can be executed directly in Qin!
The young lieutenant was depressed. For the first time, he felt the importance of strength. If the national strength is not strong, it depends on the face of others and is bullied by others.

poof...

On the other hand, Zhao Cong finally couldn't bear it anymore, he felt black in front of his eyes, and hit the ground hard.

The sound was thunderous and muffled!
"Young Master, Young Master...Wake up, Young Master, don't sleep..."

Zhao Cong barely opened his eyes, his whole body was exhausted, he coughed violently, and his breath was weak.

Obviously suffering from a cold!
"Young master, let's go back first."

Many people began to persuade.

Zhao Cong seemed to know the warmth and coldness of the world in an instant, how Zhao Guo treated Ying Zheng back then, and how Ying Zheng treated Zhao people now.

"Yingzheng is right, this is the way of an emperor, and we cannot understand it."

"Young Master, we are envoys of the State of Zhao, and you are the Young Master of the State of Zhao. Why should the people of Qin treat us like this?"

Zhao Cong smiled bitterly and said:
"Ying Zheng was also the son of Qin State back then, but how he was treated in our Zhao State, let him vent, just let him vent his anger."

Zhao Cong got up slowly under the support of everyone, like an old man like a dragon, he slowly left Zhangtai Palace.

In the next few days, Ying Zheng tossed Zhao Cong back and forth many times.

Regardless of whether the decree is effective or not, Zhao Cong still respects it. He knows that this is Ying Zheng's rebellion, and he will die if he touches it.

After an unknown number of days, Zhao Cong's health improved slightly, and Ying Zheng sent another order to meet him.

It's just that this time, everyone in Zhao Guo's mission seems to be more cautious.

"My lord, isn't Ying Zheng cheating again this time?"

"Or if we don't go, we will always be called back and forth by Ying Zheng like this, which is clearly killing our patience."

"I really don't understand what kind of medicine is sold in Yingzheng's gourd!"

Zhao Cong was much calmer, and took these people's words as deaf ears, changed into Zhao Guo's official robe, and strode towards Zhangtai Palace with high spirits.

Regardless of how many grievances and sufferings he has suffered in the past, now that victory is in front of him, he will never dare to neglect.

The side hall of Zhangtai Palace.

Apart from Prince Yingzheng and a few civil servants, there is only one Li Si among the others.

Li Si is the future counselor of the East Palace, and Ying Zheng deliberately called him over, wanting him to help with the planning.

After a while, Zhao Cong was brought in.

Ying Zheng finally put down the book in his hand, pretending to be very polite and said:
"Ah, your envoy, the Japanese prince has been busy with his official duties these past few days, so he has neglected your envoy, so please don't blame him."

This attitude, how perfunctory and perfunctory...

(End of this chapter)

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