Chapter 151 Han Fei Learns from Cheng Jiao

Chapter 151 Han Fei Learns from Cheng Jiao
Han Fei couldn't help but envy Cheng Jiao as he looked at his rosy and triumphant face.

"Compared to Han Fei's anxiety last night, Master Cheng Jiao must be very comfortable."

Cheng Jiao was just about to laugh at Han Fei's jealousy when he suddenly felt a resentful gaze falling on him.

"Brother Han, you misunderstood. I was also busy with the secret passage last night. I came here after I finished it."

Wei Zhuang, who had been silent the whole time, slowly spoke: "I received the news last night and went to Yan Lingji's place to reinforce the water seepage in the secret passage. I didn't see you coming."

Cheng Jiao's face was filled with embarrassment. Both his brother-in-law and his elder brother-in-law were bad guys. They teamed up to bully him.

Zi Nu couldn't help but smile when she saw Cheng Jiao's frustrated look. She walked up to Cheng Jiao and put her arm around him.

"Come in first, Zifang has something to say."

Cheng Jiao felt very happy. He thought Zi Nu was the best because she understood how difficult it was to be a husband.

"But the messenger is about to arrive?"

Zhang Liang sat upright and said, "It is just as you said. In three days, grandfather will meet the Qin envoy thirty miles outside Xinzheng City."

Han Fei couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The State of Han was still too weak and had no dignity facing the State of Qin. Just an envoy was required to be greeted by Zhang Kaidi, the prime minister, who had to go out of the city thirty miles to welcome him.

Compared with the mess of Nightfall, how South Korea can gain a foothold in the cracks between the six countries in the future is what gives Han Fei a headache.

Internal and external troubles made him exhausted both physically and mentally.

The only thing he could do now was to obtain part of the wealth in the Treasure Pavilion and strengthen the quicksand to replace the night.

He knew very well that if the wealth of Jubao Pavilion was robbed, the entire Korean aristocracy would be in turmoil and the common people in the country would be further oppressed.

But he knew even more clearly that if Ji Wuye got the money, South Korea would never have a chance to recover.

In his hands, he could also use part of the money in the Treasure Pavilion to help the people and improve their living environment, thereby offsetting the further exploitation of the people by the nobles and maintaining a moderate level of well-being.

After hearing what Zhang Liang said, Cheng Jiao couldn't help but laugh and said, "Everything is ready, it seems that it is time to act. How is Tianze doing?"

Wei Zhuang said expressionlessly, "In a base of Qi Jue Tang on the outskirts of the city, they have been very quiet these days."

Cheng Jiao was a little surprised: "This is not like Tianze's style, no other actions?"

Zi Nu, who was kneeling beside Cheng Jiao, chuckled and said, "He is currently being wanted by Ji Wuye of Night and Marquis Xue Yi. He is already busy with his own affairs, and the poison in his body has started to take effect. How can he have the energy to stir up trouble? If we hadn't secretly helped him, I'm afraid he would have been beheaded by Marquis Xue Yi and displayed at the city gate."

Is it really that sad?

Cheng Jiao felt a little amused, as if he had really screwed Tianze over badly.

"In that case, Zi Nu, you should secretly inform Ying Ge that he must bring the map of Jubao Pavilion before tonight. Otherwise, we will not wait for him."

Zi Nu looked at Han Fei and Zhang Liang's puzzled eyes, and slowly and briefly explained the matter of Ying Ge.

Han Fei took a sip of the orchid wine and said, "Master Cheng Jiao, you are trying to trick me again."

Zhang Liang was also speechless. He knew that Cheng Jiao was a cunning person, but he didn't expect that he could be so bad.

Cheng Jiao said righteously: "Brother Wei Zhuang should understand me. The way of vertical and horizontal is to form alliances. The essence is to make more friends and fewer enemies. If the enemy is weak and we are strong, we will naturally win."

Wei Zhuang was somewhat amused. Could it be that Cheng Jiao knew something about the conspiracy between him and Han Fei? He didn't seem to have told Zi Nu anything.

In the Guigu lineage, strictly speaking, the boundary between vertical and horizontal is not so clear.

The reason why there is a rumor in Guiguzi that the two are life-and-death rivals, and only one can succeed as the next Guiguzi is actually to allow the next Guiguzi to perfectly master the essence of the two.

As the saying goes, the one who knows you best is not your friend, but your opponent, especially the opponent who is your life or death. If you want to defeat an opponent from the same lineage, it depends on who knows who better. Whoever can grasp the opponent's way first will be the winner.

But Wei Zhuang didn't know at this time that his good senior brother had already left Guiguzi's way of vertical and horizontal, and embarked on a path of his own.

Gai Nie is thinking about the world being united, while Wei Zhuang is still thinking about becoming a chess player in the circle of the seven countries.

He will always be one step behind Gai Nie, not because of talent or opportunity, but because of his heart and his state of mind.

Therefore, when Gai Nie brought Tian Ming to the Mechanical Suzaku and said that Guiguzi was a small sect, he was not just being modest.

Guiguzi's anger makes the princes afraid, and the world is at peace when people live in peace. This is completely based on the historical context of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, when various countries were engaged in continuous wars.

In the end, it is the common people who suffer, and it is these people who pay for their games, not the so-called princes.

With the uncle's level of knowledge, how could he not see the political logic behind Guigu? Once he saw it, he naturally left. After all, the people were always in his heart.

As the saying goes, if we have different ideals, we cannot work together. That’s all.

Han Fei shook the Blue Sea Coral Bottle in his hand. He had been using it every day since Cheng Jiao returned it to him. Only when you lose it can you know how good it is.

He agreed with what Cheng Jiao said, make more friends and fewer enemies.

This is also the underlying logic behind his actions, and why he avoids conflict with his fourth brother and cooperates with the prime minister.

"Mr. Cheng Jiao is right. Han Fei admires you. Let's have a drink!"

Cheng Jiao felt distressed when he saw Han Fei drinking the orchid wine brewed by Zi Nu as water.

He whispered in Zi Nu's ear: "I think we have to put it in his account. According to his drinking habits, the wine alone will cost a hundred gold coins a month." Zi Nu couldn't help but cover her delicate little mouth and smiled: "The cost itself is not that much, just a few gold coins at most."

Cheng Jiao really didn't know that this wine had such huge profits, almost a hundred times more. It was probably related to Zilanxuan's style and brewing level.

Zi Nu held Cheng Jiao's hand that was stroking her thigh and said softly, "Everyone is here, stop making trouble. I have something else to say."

Cheng Jiao took it away reluctantly. He couldn't let go of Zi Nu, who was wearing a black silk jumpsuit.

"I received news from Qi Jue Tang this morning that the fourth young master Han Yu went to Ji Wuye's general's mansion in a low-key manner last night. It took about an incense stick of time."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Han Fei. As for the unexpected death of the crown prince, everyone could guess that it was the Fourth Young Master who was responsible.

Now that the King of Han has sent Han Fei to investigate, it is obvious that he has other intentions.

Now that Zi Nu said that the Fourth Young Master Han Yu and Ji Wuye had a secret meeting, how will Han Fei respond?

Han Fei felt a little disappointed. Everything led to one thing. He once thought that the four tolerant people were the murderers of the prince.

After studying for many years, I found that the world and times have changed. Everything has changed.

With his intelligence, how could he not know the purpose of his father asking him to investigate this matter?

This is for him to make a choice. If he can be ruthless, the King of Han will help him clear the way to the throne. If he is unwilling to deal with Han Yu, then the throne will belong to Han Yu.

Cheng Jiao spoke slowly: "The laws of heaven and earth must be enforced without delay."

Zi Nu looked at Cheng Jiao helplessly. Isn't this just making things difficult for Han Fei?
Cheng Jiao chuckled and whispered in Zi Nu's ear: "This is Han Fei's calamity, whether I say it or not."

Zi Nu held Cheng Jiao's hand tightly. Will she face such a choice one day?
Han Fei's good brother Wei Zhuang was even more direct than Cheng Jiao.

"Han Fei, you can become the king of Korea."

Han Fei smiled bitterly and took another sip of wine: "My heart will beat after all. What the teacher said was right. I am more suitable for studying academics rather than participating in state affairs. I am ashamed to be a member of the Legalist School and I am ashamed to teach you."

Zhang Liang sighed, "Brother Han, you don't have to blame yourself so much. We are not saints and we all have selfish thoughts."

Cheng Jiao looked at Wei Zhuang. This man was quite cruel. If Wei Zhuang were in Han Fei's position, he would probably have to burn paper money for Han Yu in a few days.

He did not look down on Han Fei because of this, but instead looked up to him.

Perfect saints are not worth praising. On the contrary, saints with human weaknesses are more worthy of learning.

Han Fei exhaled the alcohol and said, "Master Cheng Jiao is indeed courageous and worthy of my lifelong learning."

Cheng Jiao blinked at Zi Nu. What was going on?
Zi Nu's gentle eyes were also somewhat puzzled.

Cheng Jiao: "Brother Han, why do you say that? I never told you not to give up the throne."

Han Fei smiled and said, "But you have managed to treat the throne as nothing. The throne of the King of Qin is more honorable than that of the King of Han, but you are not tempted at all."

Cheng Jiao grinned, so this is the root of the problem.

He wanted to say, I just don't want to worry, I just want to
"Brother Han, we are different."

Han Fei asked in return: "Is there any essential difference?"

Cheng Jiao was speechless. There was really no difference.

Wei Zhuang said coldly: "Cheng Jiao can live, but you might die."

Han Fei sighed, "It's just a possibility, not a certainty. Even if Fourth Brother takes the throne, he won't let Night swallow up Quicksand. I know him, he's a qualified person in power. Father was right to choose Fourth Brother."

Zhang Liang looked at Han Fei with a complicated feeling. After all, his brother had shouldered too much. Even if he was a genius, how much chance did he have to fight against the general trend?

Wei Zhuang was rarely hesitant to speak. He really wanted to say, "Wake up, Han Fei. Quicksand may exist, but you will definitely die. The night cannot accommodate you, and neither can your fourth brother."

But he didn't say a word in the end, just as he didn't care about the affairs of Zi Nu and Cheng Jiao. He just told Zi Nu what he knew and let her decide.

Now he gave Han Fei the same treatment, which showed that he truly recognized Han Fei and respected Han Fei's decision.

But respect is respect. If one day Cheng Jiao betrays Zi Nu, and Han Yu and Ye Mu kill Han Fei, then Wei Zhuang will definitely seek revenge until his death.

This is his Guigu Dao.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhuang looked at Cheng Jiao, who was cuddling with Zi Nu, with a stern gaze.

Cheng Jiao, who was flirting with Zi Nu not far away, felt a little cold and subconsciously hugged Zi Nu tighter.

Some people were surprised and said, "It's almost summer, why is it still cold?"

Zi Nu pinched a piece of Lu Yuebai that had been cut on the table and put it into Cheng Jiao's mouth.

"I see you are hungry."

Cheng Jiao chewed for a few times. He indeed had not eaten yet. After taking a bite of the peach, he seemed not to be so cold anymore.

(End of this chapter)