Beast Taming: Starting from Contracting the Mysterious Beast

At the age of 40, people are free from doubts. When there was a big banquet, Ying Zheng turned down the banquet and came to the former Wu'an Jun Mansion alone with a pot of wine.

Dong Dong...

As the knock on the door lingered, the nearby residents were all stunned.

A teenager came forward to look at Ying Zheng. Although he had a lot of white hair on his beard, he was well dressed and should be extraordinary. He patiently explained to him.

"Old man, this old house is empty. You..."

Before the boy finished speaking, a creaking sound came from the door in front of him.

An old man appeared in the crack of the door with a cane.

"Who is it..." the old man asked.

Ying Zheng looked at him, as if he saw the shadow of Bai Zhong in the past.

But he knew that Bai Zhong could not live to this age.

"This old man, I am looking for General Bai Shubai."

"Who are you?" The old man looked at Ying Zheng.

"You just need to tell General Bai that she is an old friend who has met forty years."

When he was still a baby, Ying Zheng had seen Bai Shu. Now forty years have passed, and he has also known her for forty years as Ying Zheng.

The old man hesitated and nodded.

The young man beside him looked at the old house in front of him, surprised.

"This is the home of Bai Qi, the former Wu'an Jun, and the home of Bai Shu, a female general who later became famous in various countries."

Ying Zheng suddenly said.

The young man turned his head to look at him, but his brows were furrowed, as if he was thinking about these two names.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng did not blame him, but sighed in his heart.

The power of time is too terrible.

Five years of peace are enough for the young man to forget the war that lasted for decades, but this is his motivation.

For this era, peace is short-lived.

But no matter how short it is, it is worth praising and pursuing.

Before the young man remembered, the door was opened again.

"This sir, my general..."

The old man hesitated.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng knew that Bai Shu didn't want to see him, and he didn't mind. He pushed the door and walked in.

"Old man, I don't remember."

The young man asked when he saw Ying Zheng coming in.

"It's okay, they don't mind..."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and strode into the courtyard.

The door closed, leaving only the confused young man.

In the courtyard, Ying Zheng walked past the familiar grass and trees.

"Do you know Bai Zhong?"

He suddenly asked.

"That's my uncle, who died many years ago." The old man replied.

Ying Zheng nodded and said nothing more.

The courtyard was full of fallen leaves, but they were just swept aside and left to rot, giving a sense of desolation.

No wonder the young man said that no one lived here.

Ying Zheng approached the courtyard where Bai Shu was.

The latter sat in the corridor with gray hair, with a chessboard and a small stove in front of her, as if she had expected Ying Zheng to come in.

She looked up and glanced at Ying Zheng, and said to the old man following him.

"Bai Ping, you go down first."

"Yes, General."

Ying Zheng smiled and came to the opposite side of the chessboard, sat down cross-legged, and casually placed the wine pot in the steaming pottery basin on the small stove.

"I came here uninvited, Bai Qing, please don't be offended."

In the past four years, Ying Zheng has called himself "Zhen" and "Wu Ren" countless times, but this is the first time he has said "I".

"Since you know I don't welcome you, you shouldn't come in." Bai Shu said coldly.

Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly and wisely changed the subject.

He picked up the black piece in the box and dropped it casually.

The black piece was originally placed on the right side of Bai Shu, but Ying Zheng took it casually and pushed the white piece over.

"You always want to be the first?"

Bai Shu frowned.

"It doesn't matter if I succeed. If it can bring peace and prosperity to the people, what's wrong with my death?" Ying Zheng smiled.

Bai Shu picked up a chess piece and put it in the opposite corner, as if tit-for-tat, but also like a protective barrier.

"Maybe, with my help, you won't be so tired."

"But you will be tired too, won't you?"

Ying Zheng made another move.

The two of them competed on the chessboard, as if they were chatting about family matters.

But in fact, Ying Zheng was explaining what he had done in the past few years.

After Qing Ke's assassination, Prince Dan of Yan died, and no one dared to do it again until the demise of the countries.

But in the past few years, as Ying Zheng continued to move families from all over the country and wiped out some schools that constantly praised the Warring States Theory, assassinations appeared again, and they were continuous and hard to guard against.

In several critical moments, even in the palace, assassins and spies were found.

What this meant, Ying Zheng knew very well.

If there was no help from the Qin people, these assassins would not be able to enter the palace, let alone Xianyang City.

Bai Shu had seen through Ying Zheng's decision in the past four years.

She had no resentment, but some pity and sympathy, so she asked why she was dismissed from her post. If she was still in the court, she could become the sharpest sword under Ying Zheng, and the one with no worries.

Bai Shu's words were not a joke.

The generals of the court were all from powerful families, and they had many disciples. Even if the generals themselves did not want to disobey the King of Qin, what about their disciples and old friends?

These people could also use the resources under the generals.

Except Bai Shu.

After Bai Qi left, she was alone and never married, and she could not sell face to anyone.

The black and white pieces were entangled, and the black pieces gradually fell into decline.

Ying Zheng frowned slightly, and suddenly smashed his hand on the chessboard.

"Is this the way you treat guests in Wu'an Junfu!"

"I brought the best wine in Xianyang to apologize to you, and you didn't even give me a bite of food?"

Bai Shu rolled her eyes and began to sort out the scattered chess pieces.

"Even on the chessboard, you don't want to be at a disadvantage."

Ying Zheng chuckled and stopped talking.

The combined age of the two of them is over a hundred, but they both look like children who have not grown up.

The chessboard was removed and the food and drinks were served, all cooked by restaurants in the city. Only Bai Shu and the old servant Bai Ping were left in Wu'an Jun's Mansion. They were too lazy to light a fire to cook on weekdays. Anyway, there was no shortage of money.

The conversation started earlier, but no one said anything during the meal.

Until the end, Ying Zheng raised his cup and said to Bai Shu.

"Today, my 40th birthday, I would like to propose a toast to you."

Bai Shu pursed her lips, raised her wine glass and struck it with the other party.

After drinking and eating, Ying Zheng stood up unsteadily.

"Sir, you are drunk."

Bai Ping stepped forward to help.

"I'm not drunk, it's just that this world dares not to listen to my orders!"

Ying Zheng threw Bai Ping away, pointed his finger at the sky and cursed angrily.

"What a thief! You are so unkind. I have just ended the Warring States Period for hundreds of years, and yet you are going to start another turmoil. How can the people deserve it? You are forcing them to play childish games..."

Ying Zheng staggered away, muttering and cursing at times.

Bai Shu just sat there, looking at Ying Zheng's back, unable to express her feelings.

"General, that gentleman, is that gentleman...?"

Bai Ping came to Bai Shu with an excited tone.

"He is nobody but a man who is unwilling to give in and wants to end the turmoil."

Bai Shu gently sipped the wine in the glass, savoring it in her mouth and in her heart.