The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 101 He was still just a child, Mao Sui's death, Lin Xiangru persuaded him to return
Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng died unexpectedly.

Zhao Wangdan was stunned, and his upper and lower lips trembled.

Pingyang Jun Zhao Bao closed his eyes in pain and reached out to close his brother's eyes.

The ministers were in a turmoil, their faces pale with fear, calling out meaningless words like "Pingyuan Jun", "Prime Minister", and "Hurry up and save him" over and over again.

It's like whoever shouts the loudest is the most loyal.

Zhao Wangdan turned his head to look at Ying Chengjiao. It was a simple movement, but it was extremely slow and stuck repeatedly, as stiff as a corpse.

The ministers of Zhao State also looked at Ying Chengjiao along with their king.

The overwhelming murderous aura swept over, making Ying Chengjiao's hair stand on end. Everyone in the hall wanted to kill him.

"My lord!" Mao Sui cried out in pain.

Amidst the flashing of swords and sabers, he briefly fended off the surrounding officials with his extremely superb swordsmanship.

Facing the corpse of Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng, he stood there with his sword upside down.

With a clang, the long sword fell to the ground with a whine.

Mao Sui knelt down with a plop, kowtowed continuously, and cried.

Seeing that Mao Sui no longer tried to force his way in, a dozen or so eunuchs pressed forward, surrounded him with weapons, and stared at him cautiously, waiting for Zhao Wangdan's order.

"Lord Pingyuan is dead?" Ying Chengjiao looked confused and at a loss.

He walked towards Zhao Sheng step by step, trembling like a child who had done something wrong.

Under the hateful gazes of Zhao's ministers and King Dan of Zhao, he came to Zhao Sheng, and as if his legs were weak, he fell down all of a sudden.

He didn't know where to put his hands and feet. He looked like he wanted to touch Zhao Sheng, but didn't dare to. He looked completely scared.

"You bastard, pay with your life!" Mao Sui's hair and beard stood on end.

He grabbed the still trembling sword with his hand, bent his waist, hunched his body, and pounced on Ying Chengjiao like a tiger out of a cage, with blood filling his pupils.

A dozen or so eunuchs kept their eyes on Mao Sui, but they were still half a step too slow, allowing Mao Sui to rush out five feet before they were stopped.

The clanging sounds of weapons clashing and Mao Sui's roars echoed throughout the hall, breaking the silence of the Zhao monarch and his ministers.

Zhao Wangdan's eyes were filled with hatred. He grabbed the frightened boy's hand and held it in front of his eyes, gritting his teeth and yelling:
"You bastard! How dare you kill my uncle!"

When Ying Chengjiao was pulled like this, he seemed to wake up from a nightmare.

"I don't!"

His voice was loud and shrill, drowning out Zhao Wangdan's voice, as if he was the victim whose uncle had died.

Zhao Wangdan's arrogance was stifled. The sharp child's voice hit his eardrums, allowing him to see Ying Chengjiao's childish face clearly.

He saw the well-hidden fear and the suppressed terror on this young face, and he saw how a teenager should look when facing sudden death.

The person in front of him was not a shrewd Qin minister, but just a seven-year-old Qin child.

Although the child was trying hard to hold back his tears, one could still hear him crying amidst his shouting.

"I have a madness! Why would I harm Lord Pingyuan? I, I, I! I didn't expect Lord Pingyuan to die!"

"Sophistry! Sophistry! You are courting death!" Mao Sui, whose crown was knocked off and whose hair was disheveled like a madman, cried out in tears: "You are pissing Lord Pingyuan off to death! Come and die!"

The swords and knives clashed more fiercely, and Mao Sui was wounded more and faster, with his short coat stained red with blood.

King Dan of Zhao pretended not to see or hear anything.

His uncle's last words before his death asked him not to kill Mao Sui, but he did not order the killing of Mao Sui.

Mao Sui asked for his own death, so it's not his fault.

Although his uncle was Mao Sui's master, and although Mao Sui wanted to avenge his uncle.

But he, the king of Zhao, is here. The order he gave to Mao Sui was to stop, so Mao Sui should stop!

While Zhao Wangdan was immersed in grief over his uncle's death, he also felt a trace of dissatisfaction and fear in his heart.

Mao Sui was a minister of Zhao, but he did not obey the orders of the King of Zhao.

If he does not punish him, and all the officials learn from him, how can he be the King of Zhao? This cannot be tolerated!
The little kid in his hands seemed to be stimulated, frightened and angry.

"Bullshit! Words can kill people! Mao Sui, don't slander me! I've never heard of dying from anger!"

The Zhao ministers all reacted to Ying Chengjiao's words with some frowning and some staring blankly.

This... does make sense.

Before the court meeting began, if someone had told them that the seven-year-old kid from Qin came here to piss off Lord Pingyuan to death and would really piss off Lord Pingyuan to death, they would definitely have thought it was ridiculous.

There are many ways to assassinate.

Hiding a knife in the belly of a fish, putting drugs in the cup, shooting with arrows, etc.

So mad... never heard of it.

Isn't this assassination method too extreme?

Zhao Wangdan thought the same as he suppressed his grief for his uncle and forced himself to think rationally.

He and his uncle Zhao Bao looked at each other and got a positive answer from the old man's eyes.

The child's voice is still ringing.

"If words can really kill, then you, Mao Sui, are so famous for your three-inch tongue, which is more powerful than a million soldiers? You are the representative of Zhao State and you are going to meet my father in Qin State. Go and anger him to death! Go ahead!"

The murderous aura that filled the hall slowly dissipated, and the hairs on Ying Chengjiao's body slowly fell off.

This is indeed true.

Mao Sui is famous for being a mouthpiece.

Although Ying Chengjiao boasted in the front hall today, no one dared to talk back except Zhao Sheng.

But the officials of Zhao State did not think that this seven-year-old boy was eloquent. They just wanted to protect themselves and did not want to respond.

No one would think that Ying Chengjiao's mouth is more powerful than Mao Sui's.

Words can kill, but fighting is nothing.

Send Mao Sui to travel around the various states, and all the princes will be killed, so that Zhao can unify the world without bloodshed. How wonderful it would be.

Mao Sui, who is an expert swordsman and once served as a knight-errant, is many times more sensitive to murderous intent than Ying Chengjiao.

His tears mixed with the blood on his face to form bloody tears.

"Are you grass or trees? You were fooled by this shameless kid! He just kept insulting Lord Pingyuan! Didn't you hear him? If he didn't do it on purpose..."

"You attacked me first! You insulted me!" Ying Chengjiao's crying became more obvious. "You insulted me as soon as I came in! You said that I had no one in Qin! You asked why they sent me here! Lord Pingyuan stood up and called me a brat! Why can only you say things about me? I can't say things about you! You are too much of a bully!"

The grievance in the words could make a stone sculpture cry.

Pingyang Jun Zhao Bao, who was holding his brother's body, was filled with grief, but at this moment a trace of shame flashed through his heart unconsciously.

[It was I, the Zhao State, who first mentioned this bastard...]
Zhao Wangdan recalled what had happened to the seven-year-old boy from the time he came to the palace until now.

His expression was still cold and hard, and the murderous intent was almost gone.

King Zhao discovered that the boy who had angered his uncle to death had indeed been counterattacking passively.

Zhao Yu stood up and talked about the boy, and then the boy talked about Zhao Yu.

The uncle stood up and talked about the boy, and then the boy talked about his uncle.

The ministers suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Although the State of Zhao had reasons to target this little kid.

But from the perspective of this little kid, he felt wronged when he was bullied for no reason as soon as he entered the palace.

Who can ask a seven-year-old child to understand the game between countries?
Could they really tell the truth to a seven-year-old?

Saying that the Qin State sent you here is a sign of disrespect for us, so we can only disrespect you in return.

Does this little kid understand?
He is still a child!
"It is a fact that this guy killed Lord Pingyuan! Why are you still listening to his sophistry!" Mao Sui swung his sword diagonally, deflecting the long sword of the official standing aside, heartbroken.

Ying Chengjiao had a stubborn look on his face, his eyes were misty, and he looked like he was trying hard not to cry, and he pointed at Mao Sui with his little finger.

“You’re the one who killed Lord Pingyuan!
"If you hadn't attacked me by surprise! If you had strangled me to death, Lord Pingyuan would have been carried away for treatment!
"You want to kill me. If you kill me, Qin and Zhao will go to war! Lord Pingyuan died to prevent you from losing the best time for treatment!"

When the king and his ministers of Zhao heard Ying Chengjiao say that Mao Sui had killed Lord Pingyuan, they just thought that Ying Chengjiao was talking nonsense in a moment of crisis.

After listening to what Ying Chengjiao said, everyone thought about it for a while.

Afterwards, more and more people looked at Mao Sui with scrutiny.

What the kid said was right. It was Mao Sui who wanted to kill the kid first, and Pingyuan Jun stayed put in order to stop him.

If Mao Sui really succeeded, the Qin State would definitely attack.

Now the main forces of Zhao State are led by Lian Po to the east to fight against Yan State.

Once Qin attacks, fighting on both the east and west fronts will lead to the demise of Zhao!

The death of Pingyuan Jun was a personal matter, but if the young man in front of him was killed by Mao Sui, it would be a matter for all of them if the Qin State attacked.

Zhao Wangdan stood up slowly, suspicion flickering in his eyes.

"Mao Sui." He did not ask the officer to stop attacking, but said in a deep voice, "What is your intention in wanting to kill this boy?"

Mao Sui looked disappointed and laughed out loud towards the sky.

He was willing to sacrifice himself for the State of Zhao, but the State of Zhao thought he wanted to harm Zhao! How ridiculous! He suddenly wielded his sword and defeated dozens of officials alone, clearing a space for himself.

He staggered back, taking two steps back.

He raised the sword horizontally, and the first person the sword tip pointed at was Zhao Wangdan.

Zhao Wangdan's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Stupid emperor!" Mao Sui shouted, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

"Mao Sui, you are crazy!" Zhao Yu was the first to stand up and express his loyalty.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao officials scolded Mao Sui one after another.

"Put down your sword now!"

"You arrogant brat! Why don't you surrender?"

"Disrespect the king! You deserve to die!"

Mao Sui moved his arm and his eyes followed the sword, and his bloodshot pupils swept over every minister in the hall.

"All of you, just keep standing here in this hall and wait for the Qin State to attack you! You all hold high positions, but you are not worthy of them in virtue and ability! You are all mediocre people who can only rely on others to accomplish anything!"

Zhao Wangdan was furious and he took it all out on Mao Sui.

"Someone! Capture this crazy guy!"

"Let's see who dares!" Mao Sui shouted.

Ichiro was eager to make a contribution, so he immediately stepped forward upon hearing Wang's order.

Mao Sui stabbed him in the chest with a sword, killing him instantly.

He drew out his sword, and while holding the bloody sword he glanced at the officials who were surrounding him, his eyes were the same color as blood.

None of the officials moved for a moment.

Ying Chengjiao was trembling all over, staring at Mao Sui, and making eye contact with Mao Sui who was looking at him.

He avoided Mao Sui's sight and shrank back a step, as if he was frightened by Mao Sui's murder.

"Alas!" Mao Sui cried loudly, "My reputation is nothing but an empty name! I am Mao Sui's fault for not letting your true face be exposed! If Zi Bing hadn't left, I would never let you, a brat, talk nonsense today!"

He held the sword across his neck, and the official's blood was hanging on his neck, flowing down, as if he had cut his own neck.

He slowly turned his neck and glared at the king and his ministers of Zhao again.

"Pooh!"

He spat and threw it on the ground, and there was a "clang" sound echoing.

“I heard that King Tang of Shang conquered the world with only 70 li of territory, and King Wen of Zhou conquered the princes with only 100 li of territory.

"Is it because Shang Tang and King Wen of Zhou had more soldiers? It's just that the two of them were able to play to their strengths and boost their power.

"Although the number of soldiers in Zhao is small, everyone in the country is ready to fight! Men, women, old and young can all go to the battlefield to kill the enemy! If Qin dares to attack, the worst they can do is defend Handan again! They won't be able to break through in three to five years!

"If we can get reinforcements from Lord Pingyuan once, we can get them a second time!
“All nations have the desire to destroy Qin!

"If Qin attacks at this time, it's not our Zhao that faces national destruction, but the day of Qin's demise! You are afraid of Qin's attack, but Qin is more afraid of other countries joining forces to attack it!

"This is the truth! How can you not understand it?"

The king and his ministers of Zhao remained indifferent.

Few people thought that what Mao Sui said made sense, but in this environment they did not dare to stand up and support Mao Sui.

They don't want to die.

Mao Sui's expression became more and more desperate, and his final efforts were in vain.

He knelt on the ground and faced his master Zhao Sheng.

"As a retainer of Lord Pingyuan, I am unable to avenge my master!
"As a minister of the State of Zhao, I cannot seek benefits and avoid harm for the State of Zhao!
“The culprit that caused all this was right before my eyes. It seemed that I was only twenty steps away from him, but in fact, this distance was farther than the distance I had walked from Jize to Handan.

“The king does not trust Sui, but the lord treats Sui well.

"So I can only die to advise them, hoping to awaken the courage and dignity of our Zhao State!

"But Rang Sui was on his way to the underworld, and when he turned around he saw this bastard!

"Kill this bastard again and present him to Lord Pingyuan!"

The long sword cut his neck with resolute determination.

Blood was flowing, this time it was Mao Sui's own blood, he really cut his own neck.

His body fell to the ground on its side.

Next to the blood-stained face were a few teeth that were covered in blood and were broken by him.

The "clang" sound just now originated from this.

Zhao Wangdan waved his hand.

"Clean it up!"

The eunuch crouched and lowered his head and ran over to clean up.

Zhao Wangdan didn't even look at Mao Sui's body. He looked at the children beside him, then at his uncle's still warm body, and fell silent.

The ministers in the palace dared not breathe.

a long time.

"My uncle saved your life, why are you still speaking ill of him? Who is bullying who?" King Dan of Zhao was secretly angry and scolded Ying Chengjiao.

There were traces of tears at the corners of Ying Chengjiao's eyes, and he held his little neck high.

Five clear finger prints appeared in front of Zhao Wangdan, which showed how ruthless Mao Sui was.

The boy shouted loudly:

"Mao Sui is a retainer of Lord Pingyuan. His retainers want to kill me. Isn't it right for him to stop them?
"If Lord Pingyuan hadn't stood up to bully me, would I have been nearly strangled to death by Mao Sui? Wasn't it Lord Pingyuan who nearly killed me?
"Does the King of Zhao want me to be grateful to Lord Pingyuan who almost cost me my life? King Zhao, tell me who is bullying whom!"

King Dan of Zhao was speechless.

It seems like that's what happened?

The ministers of Zhao were speechless.

This kid definitely can’t be killed, so let’s not meddle in other people’s business.

In order to prevent him from speaking out, King Zhao became furious and killed the kid with a sword.

The 30th day of December, the 21st year of King Dan of Zhao.

The Qin envoy Chang'an Jun met with King Dan of Zhao.

Prime Minister, Pingyuan Jun Zhao Sheng died.

The learned teacher Mao Sui died. (Note 1)
On the same day, Prince Chu of Qin shot and killed an elk in the Luming Garden of the Western Palace and shared it with Crown Prince Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng ate the venison and felt that it was not as delicious as the one roasted by Han Ming, the former Minister of Chariots, nor was he as comfortable as when he ate barbecue next to his grandfather.

"Why did the king send my brother to Zhao? He is only seven years old."

King Chu of Qin looked southeast, which was the direction of the State of Zhao.

"Because your brother wanted to hunt alone."

[Do not destroy the dignity of Qin and disrupt the alliance of other nations.]
[Weaken the other nations, let me recuperate, and take the opportunity to strengthen Qin. Even if Zhang Yi were resurrected, he wouldn't be able to do that.]
[Qian'er, can you really do this...]
A luxurious mansion, the main house is filled with the smell of medicine.

Lin Xiangru, who had been suffering from a long illness, sat against the wall, leaning against the pillow, looking at the young man in front of him with doubt and uncertainty.

"You actually pissed off Zhao Sheng to death, and you were able to get away with it?"

Ying Chengjiao was embarrassed and bowed his hands and said:
"It's all thanks to my great-grandfather's good teaching. If he hadn't told me that Zhao Sheng's problem was that his heart was too hot, and that a hasty attack could kill him, boy..."

Lin Xiangru did not wait to hear the end and said:

"Don't talk nonsense! Also, don't make random claims of relatives!"

[If I knew you could really piss Zhao Sheng off to death, I would never tell you!]
Ying Chengjiao looked puzzled and asked:

"My biological mother is the granddaughter of Lord Lin, so Lord Lin is my great-great-father."

Lin Xiangru was speechless, this was indeed the truth.

A stepmother is a mother, even a non-biological mother is still a mother.

Ying Chengjiao looked confident.

"My great-grandfather, don't be afraid. Not only will I be able to escape unscathed, but I will also make the King of Zhao and his ministers like me and all praise me.

"The Lin family will only benefit and will never be implicated."

Lin Xiangru nearly fainted and almost died with Zhao Sheng.

"You've pissed off Zhao Sheng, the uncle of the King of Zhao and a great contributor to the State of Zhao.

"It's a miracle that Zhao State can accommodate you. Do you want everyone in Zhao State to like you? You are even more boastful than your father!
"You should return to Xianyang as soon as possible, and don't die before me."

　【Note 1: Bo Wen Shi: a special official position in the State of Zhao, academic advisor, with the right to attend court and discuss politics.】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)