Beast Taming: Starting from Contracting the Mysterious Beast

Ying Zheng knew Han Fei's talents best, but he also knew Han Fei's purpose here.

If there were no Qin soldiers surrounding Yangdi, there would be no Han Fei to envoy Qin.

"When I meet you today, your reputation is well-deserved, sir," Ying Zheng said.

Han Fei was moved in his heart and wanted to tell him the strategy to save Han and destroy Zhao.

"King, Your Majesty... you have to say..."

Ying Zheng knew what he was thinking, but didn't want to hear it, so he waved his hand to summon the palace servants.

"Mr. Han has traveled a long way here. He must be tired. I want to send Mr. Han to rest."

Han Fei didn't want to leave, but under the gaze of the two palace men, he had to stand up and leave with a wry smile.

The next day, Han Fei wanted to see King Qin again, but was refused.

It was still the same on the third day.

But he was not discouraged and kept coming day after day.

In the palace, Li Si looked at Ying Zheng and asked doubtfully: "Your Majesty, why didn't you see the wrong?"

Ying Zheng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "It's not that I don't want to see him, it's really difficult to see him. If we meet, Mr. Han will advise me to save Han. However, the King of Han is cowardly. From beginning to end, I don't want to save Han, but I want to use Fei, so I can only do something." This is the next step.”

Li Si understood in his heart, smiled bitterly and said nothing more.

He admired Han Fei very much and could not help Han Fei even if he could eat his salary.

If Han Fei had made up his mind to persuade Ying Zheng, he would have no choice but to become Han Fei's enemy.

At the moment, Ying Zheng doesn't see Han Fei, but it has caused him a lot of trouble.

"I only hope that after destroying Han, I will be able to wake up and serve Qin." Li Si thought to himself.

Seven days later, Bai Shu received the order from the King of Qin and raised troops to destroy Han. This once again caused ripples in the live broadcast room. It was not just the live broadcast room that was shaken. All the six countries in the world were shocked. When the news reached Xianyang, the people in the capital celebrated with joy. There was only one person who was depressed, and that was Han Fei.

On this day, he did not go to Qin Palace again...

After learning the news, Li Si came to Han Fei's house with wine in hand, trying to persuade him to join Qin.

"Are you there?"

Knocking on the door and entering, he immediately saw Han Fei sitting on the steps of the front hall, his head hanging down.

"No, Han Fei?"

Li Si came closer and called softly.

Han Fei made no sound.

Li Si pushed gently, but saw Han Fei swayed and rolled down the stairs.

He stretched out his hand to probe his nose, but there was no sound.

Han Fei's face was filled with sadness, and his eyes were full of blood and tears. He did not die from worry and anger, but from sadness.

Li Si's eyes were red, he stepped forward and hugged Han Fei's body, crying softly.

"No, South Korea is weak and the king is unwise, but our country, Qin, is strong and the king of Qin is strong. Why did you die in the late Han Dynasty and not in the Qin Dynasty!"

The news reached the palace.

When Ying Zheng heard that Han Fei died of grief because of Han's death, his heart ached.

"Sir, why is this so!"

"Is it possible that I am not as good as King An of Han, and that makes my husband unwilling to serve Qin?"

Later, Ying Zheng ordered Han Fei to be buried outside Han Fei to show his patriotism.

Korea is destroyed.

The following year, there was a severe drought in Zhao. General Wang Jian asked for orders to attack Zhao, and the King of Qin agreed.

Wang Jian, Bai Shu, Yang Duan and three armies besieged Handan. King Zhao moved Li Mu to return for reinforcements. Li Mu led the border troops to Handan, but was blocked by Qin general Qiang Yu and his Qiang soldiers in the north. He was unable to provide timely support, causing the Zhao capital to Handan. The city was broken and Zhao Wangqian was captured.

Seeing the demise of the Zhao Kingdom, Li Mu was filled with grief and anger. He led his army to a decisive battle with Qiang Yu and almost wiped out all the Qin soldiers. At the critical moment, Wang Jian, who had come to support after breaking Handan City, arrived and combined with the Qiang soldiers to annihilate the last main force of Zhao. Wu'an Jun Li Mu was captured and sent to Xianyang.

In the palace of King Qin.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Those who are happy are naturally the scholar-bureaucrats and generals of the Qin Dynasty.

The sad ones are the group of 'former' princes and nobles in the center who are dressed in rags and look like beggars.

Standing next to Zhao Wangqian was Guo Kai.

Until this moment, Zhao Wangqian still trusted his favorite minister and subconsciously stood by his side.

"The king has arrived!"

Amidst the shouts of the palace people, young Ying Zheng walked up to the high platform with square steps and looked down.

The Qin officials and generals had already stopped talking, faced forward, and bowed their hands in greeting.

"My ministers, congratulations to the king!"

"My ministers, congratulations to Great Qin!"

The Qin Dynasty was rich in talents, and there were hundreds of generals, officers and officials who were qualified to stand in the palace of the King of Qin.

The voices of hundreds of people echoed in the hall, just like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, making the faces of the Zhao prisoners standing in the middle even more dejected.

"Ying Qian?"

Ying Zheng looked down at the fat man standing in the crowd.

In this day and age, it is not easy to become fat.

Zhao Wangqian was startled when he heard someone calling him. He looked up and met a pair of cold eyes. He quickly lowered his head again, his body shaking non-stop.

"Guo Kai, what should we do?"

He whispered, reaching out to grab Guo Kai's clothes, but he got out of the way.

Guo Kai took a few steps to the side, pretending not to recognize him.

"Wang Qian of Zhao, how dare you not show courtesy when you meet my King of Qin?"

A scholar-official walked out of the crowd and scolded Zhao Wangqian.

Zhao Wangqian's knees softened and he fell to the ground.

"This, this king..." Zhao Wangqian realized that he was no longer the king of Zhao, but a prisoner.

"The guilty people win and move, I have seen Brother Zheng."

Yingqian Yingzheng was from the State of Zhao and the State of Qin. He was originally a relative. He called him this because he wanted to survive.

During the Warring States period, the two sides fought and only killed soldiers, not nobles. After capture, they could be exchanged for ransom. Now it is still the Warring States period, but it is the Warring States period where Qin is the dominant state. Han Wangan's lesson is right in front of him. He is afraid that Ying Zheng will also kill him. Kill.

"Um."

Ying Zheng said softly, neither sad nor happy.

Zhao Wangqian's eyes lit up, as if he had found the trick, and he spoke again quickly.

"Brother King Qin, the State of Zhao was destroyed by the State of Qin. I am convinced, but you...can you give me a way to live? I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

As he said this, Zhao Wangqian started crying with a shrill voice.

His cry did not arouse sympathy.

The people of Qin admire the strong and despise the weak, and treat them with contempt whenever they see them.

Even the captured ministers around Zhao Wangqian were ashamed and wanted to cover Zhao Wangqian's mouth, but they did not dare.

Ying Zheng was also amused when he saw Zhao Wangqian's embarrassed appearance.

If he hadn't been afraid of Li Mu, why would he have destroyed Han first, giving Zhao the wrong impression, and waited until this opportunity to destroy Zhao at the speed of light.

Ying Zheng opened and closed his lips and was about to speak when an angry rebuke came from outside the hall.

"Zhao Wangqian!"

"Although the Kingdom of Zhao is destroyed, you are still the King of Zhao. Why are you begging for mercy from the King of Qin?"

"I think back to the time when Prince Zhao Dan was so strong and strong, Prince Zhao would rather commit suicide than be humiliated. Look at you, are you still worthy of being the King of Zhao?"

"Who is causing trouble outside the door?"

As the prime minister of the Qin Dynasty, Li Si immediately stood up and scolded.

Two black-armored Qin soldiers entered the palace carrying a tied-up general. The man was covered in blood, his gray beard and hair were messy, and his eyes were wide open, looking directly at Zhao Wangqian's back.

"Who are you?"

Li Si asked with a frown.

The tied general turned his head again and stared at Li Si with bloodshot eyes.

If he hadn't been tied up, he would have pounced on Li Si and bit him twice.

"Qin Manzi! Bah!"

The tied general vomited blood.

When Li Si saw this, his eyes were cold.

On the high platform, Ying Zheng had already guessed the identity of this veteran.

"Are you Wu'an Lord Li Mu?"

Ying Zheng asked.