The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 161: The Greatest Scheme of the Warring States Period
Bai Wuxia imitated the words of his previous apprentice and said mischievously:

"You've been exposed a long time ago.

"That big hammer fell from the sky, and I didn't even notice it beforehand, but you were able to pull me out of the car in advance.

"Since then, I've known that you have an extraordinary sense of danger.

"God has endowed you with extraordinary intelligence, and fearing that you would die young, he also gave you an excellent sense of danger. How enviable."

Ying Chengyu shook his head.

If there really is a God who favors him, why doesn't he save his father?

The so-called title of child prodigy was learned in his previous life, while his extremely keen sense of danger came from Wu Anjun.

“This ability of mine is not a natural gift, but something I gained after spending those few days with Wu Anjun in Xianyang Prison.

"It should be because I was infected with Wu Anjun's murderous intent and murderous aura that made me extremely sensitive to murderous intent and murderous aura."

Bai Wuxia smacked her lips and made two "tsk tsk" sounds.

Her own young disciple was far beyond her in the field of political intrigue, so she didn't have to take care of any matters related to the trip. During this trip, the disciple mostly took care of the master.

But in the realm of martial arts... How stupid! That clever little head doesn't even put any effort into it!

“My father is responsible for the lives of millions of people, and he is in a remote underground place, so he cannot get rid of the murderous aura.

“When you get close, some of it does get on you, and that’s normal.

“It is like a person who is friends with a butcher. When dogs and pigs see him, their hair stands on end and they bark, because the butcher’s friend has the murderous aura of the butcher who slaughters dogs and pigs.

"But it's not right to say that the sense of danger comes from the Great Father."

The girl tapped the boy's heart area and continued:

"This comes from your own heart, it's your own talent, which Grandfather himself doesn't have.

"If only those who are close to the Great Father have it, then how come I don't have it when I have been in contact with the Great Father for much longer than you?"

Ying Chengjiao frowned and said in disbelief:

"You didn't? Are you kidding me? Whenever there's danger, you're no slower than me to notice it.

"And this ability of mine really came after getting along with Wu Anjun. I never had it before."

The girl tilted her head slightly:

"Think about it, before you were sent to Xianyang Prison, you had never encountered any life-threatening danger."

The boy recalled, his eyes widening slightly, it was indeed true.

When his grandfather was alive, anyone who slightly displeased him would be severely punished immediately, not to mention the danger of life, even if he himself did not take it seriously.

Zhao Yong from the Imperial Medical Bureau stopped him from entering the bureau because he didn't know him, so he had one of his eyes gouged out and was sentenced to imprisonment.

If he had not accidentally learned this from the child Xia Wuqie later, Zhao Yong might have died in Mount Li by now.

When the girl saw the boy's face, she knew that she was right.

With his chin slightly raised and a proud look on his face, he said:

“As for the fact that I can sense the time almost as well as you, it’s because I’m a better martial artist.

“Martial arts are divided into external and internal.

“External Kung Fu trains the muscles, bones, skin and flesh, while internal Kung Fu trains the internal organs.

"When internal strength is practiced to a certain level, the organs will be strong, which will feed back to the body, making the ears and eyes sharp and the perception keen. This is acquired through training.

"In fact, most skills can be learned, such as military tactics, martial arts, political tactics...

“But some people are so gifted that it makes people jealous.

"Just like Zhao Kuo's knowledge of the art of war, you are knowledgeable about strategy and the perception of danger.

"But geniuses like you always have a common problem."

The girl raised a finger, her face serious:
“If something comes too easily, we won’t treasure it.

"My father said that if Zhao Kuo continues to train for another three to five years, he will be a tougher opponent than Lian Po.

“And you, perhaps because you have been surrounded by all kinds of people to protect your safety since you were a child, you are extremely careless about martial arts.

"Do you think you can avoid danger if you discover it in advance? How did Mao Sui restrain you?

“You haven’t seen the most powerful assassins yet. They can hide their killing intent before they strike, and you still won’t notice them even when they are within three steps of you.

“God gives you the gift of sensing danger, and he also gives others the gift of hiding themselves.”

The girl patted the boy on the head:
"Remember to practice martial arts hard, you little pervert.

"I won't marry anyone who can't beat me."

She waved her hand, strode out of the palace with ease.

The moment I walked out the door, tears welled up in my eyes and I couldn't stop them.

Men don't shed tears easily, but she is a woman.

She didn't want anyone to see her crying, so she quickly left Taohua Palace. This time no one stopped her.

Three days later, she entered Hangu Pass wearing a mask.

Three more days.

Xianyang City, Central Palace, and the front hall of Xin Palace.

At the grand court meeting, all civil and military officials were present, and King Zichu of Qin summoned a man.

The man was thin, dressed in armor and holding a sharp weapon, with a ferocious mask on his face.

"Bai Qi's grandson, Bai Wuxia." Prince Chu of Qin pointed at the person in the field and introduced him to the ministers.

Biao Gong, Fan Yuqi, Wang Ling, Wang He, Meng Ao and other Qin generals all opened their eyes wide.

Many naive people stood up from their chairs, nearly twenty of them.

The name Bai Qi has been away from the Qin State for a long time.

They looked at the descendants of the Bai family who looked young at first glance, with expressions of remembrance, excitement, and inspiration in their eyes.

Qin Wang Zichu took in all the movements, said nothing, and said to Bai Wuxia calmly:
"I hope you can restore the family's reputation and take back the title of Lord Wu'an."

With a loud bang, the fully-armed Bai Wuxia knelt on the ground:
"Thank you, Your Majesty!" the voice was hoarse.

Behind the visor, the pretty face was icy cold; she was no longer a woman.

Six days ago.

Ying Chengjiao watched his master leave without trying to keep him.

His teacher was born in this era and in the Bai family, so this was his teacher's fate.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

He raised his head and looked at the palace roof with carved beams and painted rafters, and it seemed that he could see the sky through the thick wood and bricks.

Everyone has his own destiny.

The life of teacher Bai Wuxia is in the hands of fate and herself.

Ying Chengjiao spread out his right hand, raised it in front of his eyes, and slowly closed it, as if he was grabbing Bai Wuxia's life:
"You're not going to die."

His grandfather's voice, appearance and smile flashed before his eyes, and his fists clenched even tighter.

Some things are unbearable once they happen.

The young man jumped off the chair and called Gai Nie in.

He looked expressionlessly at Gai Nie, who was known as the Sword Saint in the martial arts world:
"I want to learn sword."

Gai Nie's eyes flashed with joy, but his face was still expressionless. He nodded:

"it is good."

"How long will it take me to defeat Wuxia?"

"Bai Wuxia?"

"Yes."

"Is it enough to just beat her?"

"Yes."

"If you have a high talent, you only need to study hard for three years."

The boy's eyes widened and he held up three fingers:
"Three years? Are you sure? I can beat Wuxia in three years?" After all, Bai Wuxia was the teacher hired by his father. His martial arts skills were unique among the elite soldiers of the Qin army. So, from Gai Nie's perspective, he thought... it was very normal?

Gai Nie nodded:

"Yes, but I advise you not to do this."

Teenager's question:

"Why?"

Sword Master stated:

"I have fought with Bai Wuxia before, and I have a rough idea of ​​her martial arts. I can teach you sword skills to fight against her, which is a special approach.

"The biased attack can only be used against Bai Wuxia, it won't work on anyone else.

"After you have practiced this sword technique, it will be ten times more difficult for you to learn the orthodox sword technique from Nie. You will have to work ten times harder to correct your initial mistakes."

The boy pretended to hold the sword and waved it repeatedly:
"I heard that the best swordsmen can combine the sword techniques of hundreds of schools and learn from their strengths. There is no such thing as orthodoxy or eccentricity."

Gai Nie was silent for a moment, then nodded:

"Yes."

The boy raised his face:
"Then can't I learn the unconventional style first and then the orthodox style? In the end, we will all end up at the same point."

Beat up a certain girl earlier, and stop bullying your teacher as early as possible.

Gai Nie looked the young master up and down, from head to toe, and said bluntly:
"Looking at your figure, your talent can only be described as mediocre. It is unlikely that you will become the most skilled swordsman."

The boy had been said to be talented since he was a child, and he was eager to achieve success, so he replied unconvincedly:
"I don't have much talent, so who else has much talent?"

The Sword Master pointed at himself:

"Nie."

From the name of Sword Saint, as well as the Lin family's followers and Gai Nie's several attacks, the young man could easily judge that Gai Nie's swordsmanship was at a level that was unmatched among the people he knew.

Not daring to touch porcelain, he continued to ask:
"Besides you?"

"Lu Gou Jian."

"...Gou Jian? The Gou Jian who slept on firewood and tasted gall?"

"No, Lu Goujian is not Goujian, the King of Yue. He is the Sword Master of the previous generation. He is from Zhao like Nie."

"Okay... the Sword Master is indeed amazing." The young man smiled wryly: "Besides you two?"

"Nie can't think of it." Gai Nie said after thinking seriously.

Ying Chengjiao clapped his hands repeatedly and said "Cheers".

He raised his thumb and shook it repeatedly:
"The only swordsmen in the world today are you and Gou Jian. The rest are just chickens and dogs, right?"

"No." Gai Nie shook his head.

Still a bit humble, not completely arrogant... Ying Chengjiao was thinking in his heart when he heard the Sword Saint continue:

"The only swordsmen in ancient and modern times are Nie and Gou Jian."

The corner of the boy's mouth twitched and he laughed:
"…So I just said the range was too small, right?"

In the side hall.

Lu Buwei lowered his head and calculated quickly in his mind, just like he did when he reconciled the accounts at the end of the year in previous years.

Ji Yaoyao sat in a chair covered with animal skins, drinking water leisurely.

The moment she launched her overt strategy, she was almost certain to succeed.

"I have a question, please help me solve it, madam." Lu Buwei said in a deep voice.

Ji Yaoyao put down the teacup:
"say."

Lu Buwei asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time:

“Back then, the Qin State captured Yewang City and divided the Han State into two, cutting off the connection between Shangdang County and Xinzheng.

"Shangdang, which occupies half of the territory of Han, has become an isolated place, which can only be self-sufficient and cannot get support. It is only a matter of time before Qin captures Shangdang.

"King Han saw that the situation was hopeless and agreed to give Shangdang County to Qin as a condition for King Zhaoxiang of Qin to stop attacking Han.

"At this time, Feng Ting, the governor of Shangdang County, sent a letter to Handan, offering Shangdang County, which was half the size of Han, to King Zhao.

"King Zhaoxiang of Qin was enraged and attacked Zhao, which led to the epic Battle of Changping.

"I want to know, does the scheme of Shangdang to give Zhao have anything to do with Madam?"

Ji Yaoyao nodded calmly:
"I suggested it."

Upon hearing this, Lu Buwei took a breath of cold air.

Giving Shangdang to Zhao and diverting the trouble to the east, this strategy is unsolvable even now for Lu Buwei.

Shangdang is located in the Taihang Mountains. If Qin occupied it, it would have the advantage of being high above Zhao. If Zhao occupied it, it would be able to build a cliff on the western border to guard against Qin.

Shangdang is such a big piece of fat meat, whoever gets a piece of it between Qin and Zhao will gain the most benefits.

It was clearly a war against South Korea, but Ji Yaoyao turned around and caused the war to start between Qin and Zhao, the two most powerful countries at the time.

The result of the Battle of Changping was that Qin won.

If things had ended up like this, South Korea would still have lost half of its territory. The result of this strategy was to deplete Qin's national strength and prevent it from launching an attack on South Korea in the short term.

But after the Battle of Changping, the losing State of Zhao did not hand over the city to the State of Qin as promised, which triggered the Battle of Handan.

Han also participated in the Battle of Handan, standing on the side of Zhao and was the victorious party.

In the Battle of Handan, Qin not only gave up all the territories it had occupied in the Battle of Changping, but also lost a lot of territory, including Shangdang.

The victorious party, South Korea, took back Shangdang County.

South Korea, which ranked last in terms of combat power, did not suffer much damage in these two epic wars, and its territory miraculously remained intact.

Up to this point, the tactics of the Warring States Period have been used to the extreme.

Lu Buwei had always wanted to know who this Han Guo was, and he found it incredible that someone could use such magic on him.

Lu Buwei believed that as long as the King of Han could listen to his advice, his plans against Han would hardly succeed.

After talking with Ji Yaoyao today, he had a strong feeling when he heard the same and irresistible plan.

The person he was looking for was right before his eyes.

Lu Buwei smiled bitterly:
"I have always told the king to be careful of this person, but every time the king told me to focus on other things. It turns out that this person is my wife."

"The king once told Buwei that his wife was smart, but Buwei didn't take it too seriously.

"Even though he knew that the king used his wife, Bu Wei, and Lord Weiyang as his assistants, Bu Wei only thought that the king's preference for his wife was mixed with private feelings.

“That’s because Bu Wei is short-sighted.

"If Madam were not a girl, I'm afraid Bu Wei would have nowhere to stay."

Ji Yaoyao waved her hands, not wanting to say more about it.

Giving Shangdang to Zhao was her first conspiracy.

If it weren't for this plan, Qin would not have fought the Battle of Changping, nor would it have taken its anger out on Han after the war. She would not have married into Qin out of guilt and self-blame, and married the King of Qin who was obsessed with the throne.

She felt a little sad when thinking about it, and suddenly realized that if she hadn't married, how could she have a son?
Thinking of his son, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"There is no need to talk about the past. I'll trouble you to take care of the matter of Zheng's entry into Qin."

Lu Buwei handed over and promised:
"If you are willing, Buwei will do his best to make it happen."

Without Prince Chengjiao's approval, he would not do such a thing that would cost him his life. He did not want to be the second Shang Yang.

Mobilizing the entire country to build canals and control water will offend too many people.

Ji Yaoyao chuckled:
"Qie'er will definitely be willing."

Lu Buwei was suspicious. Are you sure? Maybe not.

He had just met the young master yesterday and explained the difficulties of water control and canal construction.

Judging from the young master's behavior at that time, he did not seem like someone who would risk the destruction of his country to control floods and build canals.

Ji Yaoyao did not explain and asked the palace maid to see the guest off.

When Lü Buwei left the palace, she also stood up and sighed:
"This is the only way to prevent Qin from going to war and to prevent the descendants of the Bai family from going to the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)