The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 18: I'll Get Used to It After Vomiting
The sun is about to set, not even a moment yet.

As the two were talking, Chief Justice Zhao Di, wearing a black official robe, came running out from the gate, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Sir, I found out!"

He ran and shouted, in such a hurry that he almost tripped over the threshold.

But when he arrived in front of Ying Chengjiao, he stopped talking.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face and looked around like a thief who had just stolen something.

Ying Chengjiao's reaction was indifferent, neither surprised nor happy. He just said "Oh" lightly and stopped talking.

Zhao Di hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping himself.

After hesitating for a while, he glanced at Ying Zheng warily.

He half crouched down and leaned close to Ying Chengjiao's ear.

Ying Chengjiao took a half step back and said with a smile:
"Two grown men, why are you biting each other's ears? Just say it directly."

"It's the prince."

It was just three words, but when the Chief Justice said them he seemed to have exhausted all his strength and almost fell to the ground.

Ying Zheng showed no expression on his face, as if he had not heard these words, but he was suspicious in his heart.

[I guessed wrong? This Tingwei Zheng Zhaodi is not my father's man?]
The royal family of Zhao State often gave surnames to people who had made contributions. Over time, Zhao became the most common surname in Zhao State. (Note 1)
When Ying Zheng heard the Chief Justice calling Zhao Di, he suspected that he was a person from Zhao.

A person from Zhao who could hold a high position in Qin State was most likely his father's man.

With this suspicion, he observed Zhao Di more carefully.

When he saw Zhao Di almost fall down when he ran out, he was basically certain that this was a Zhao person, his father's man.

Among the countries in the Central Plains, only Zhao State wore Hu clothing as its official uniform.

Narrow-sleeved short jacket, tight pants, and a guoluo belt around the waist. (Note 2)
It is convenient for riding and shooting activities, and daily walking and running is no problem.

Most other countries wore robes, such as Qin.

The official uniform has a top and a skirt that are connected and go below the ankles. The front of the garment is pulled back to form a curved hem. A ribbon is sewn on it, and the color varies depending on the official's rank. The collar, cuffs, front and hem are decorated differently depending on the official's rank.

It is beautiful and elegant, a symbol of status, but not conducive to big movements.

People who always wear robes basically won't run like Zhao Di, which is obviously a habit when wearing Hu clothing.

Ying Zheng did suspect that it was his father who sent someone to kill him.

But from the moment Ying Chengjiao appeared outside Hangu Pass, Ying Zheng no longer believed it.

If his father wanted to kill him, why would he let his brother go to Hangu Pass to meet him?
A smile appeared on Ying Chengjiao's face, but it was unclear whether he believed it or not.

He waved his hand and asked Tingwei to lower himself.

"This is what the assassin said. I am only doing what you ordered."

Fear rose in Zhao Di's eyes. He took two steps back and waved his hand and shook his head.

The black ribbon on his body, which was the same color as his official uniform, swayed back and forth like his violently beating heart.

The miserable condition of the old chief judge is still vivid in my mind. He is breathing out more than breathing in. It is unknown whether he can be saved. He is the queen’s brother.

Ying Chengjiao grabbed the Qin King's seal and shook it twice.

"come over."

The Qin King's seal was right before his eyes. The Chief Justice dared not disobey and walked closer with a sad face.

"Sir, spare your life..."

Bang~!

One print bleeds.

Bang~!

The second seal fell to the ground.

Jade is a kind of stone, and the Qin King's seal made of black jade is very strong.

Just after two hits, a loud shout was heard.

"Enough!" Lu Buwei walked out of the gate of the Supreme Court, and no one knew when he came.

"Lü Gong, save me!"

Bang~!

Three seals open the gourd.

"When did you become so cruel, sir?" Lü Buwei grabbed Ying Chengjiao's wrist and said sadly, "Are you going to kill someone, sir?"

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see, sir?" Ying Chengjiao said with a smile, "You are the one who taught me well." "You want to kill people without asking whether they are right or wrong. I have never taught you such a principle!"

"He wants to kill me, and I still want to reason with him? Reasoning is Confucius' job. My mission is to send him to see Confucius."

"The Tingwei Zheng was extremely respectful to you, so why would he ever try to assassinate you?"

"My brother was nearly killed, and he stopped the investigation and shielded the real murderer. What's the difference between him and an assassin in prison? Killing my brother is killing me, and my brother is me."

Lu Buwei was in a heavy mood.

How can two brothers who have never met each other become so close when they meet for the first time?

Although he valued family affection, Master Chengjiao never had a good face towards his father's brothers. He didn't even call them "father" or "uncle", but called them by their first names, which was extremely rude.

"Since you don't believe what the Tingwei Zheng said, why don't you go and ask the thief yourself!"

"Alright." Ying Chengjiao covered his mouth and said, "Since you want to see it, then let you see as much as you want."

The corner of Lu Buwei's eye twitched.

Ying Zheng said decisively:
"Brother is resting outside. I will handle my own affairs."

"Your business is my business, let's talk about it." Ying Chengjiao looked at Lu Buwei and changed the subject, saying, "Teacher, how can I not learn? Please watch carefully, sir, this is the last time."

Tingwei Prison.

Before Ying Chengjiao went to prison, he called someone over.

"A straw mat, a small chair, clean water, and fruit."

"only."

Soon, all four items were ready.

He was imprisoned twice.

Wailing, screaming, cursing, grinning, whipping...all kinds of sounds were heard, getting louder and louder.

The pile of corpses was still there, and the stench was even stronger than before.

Blood and water flowed everywhere on the ground, and there were scattered pieces of skin and flesh, some large and some small. The large ones were eaten by mice, and the small ones were carried away by ants.

Straw mats are spread on the ground, separating blood, flesh, insects and providing a piece of pure land.

A small chair stood on the straw mat, and Ying Chengjiao sat on it, covering his mouth and nose.

Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng stood on the left and right sides of Ying Chengjiao.

The former had a complicated expression on his face, while the latter pursed his lips, feeling both sour and warm in his heart.

Ying Chengjiao raised his eyes and saw a beam of sunlight shining through the prison window, with dust floating in the dimness.

The assassin, three meters away, had his head down, was naked, his arms outstretched, his legs together, and was tied to a cross stake.

The wounds were turned outward, the flesh and blood were exposed to the turbid air, and black and purple scars were all over the body.

This made him feel very uncomfortable and he held his breath.

Lower your head and adjust yourself.

[He wants to kill me, I don't answer to the master. Sympathizing with him is murdering myself.]
When I looked up again, the tragic scene was still there, but the discomfort had faded a lot.

Relax your mouth and nose and inhale.

Perhaps it was because he was imprisoned for a longer period of time, in addition to the smell of blood, he also smelled a damp, rotten, and foul smell in the air.

He thought of the public toilet on Tibet Road. (Note 3)
Stomach acid surging.

[I can’t stand it anymore…]
Run to the corner.

"vomit!"

Vomit a lot.

After vomiting, he waved to the jailer to bring him some clean water to rinse his mouth.

He sat back in his chair, pointed at a jailer holding a tray, and hooked his finger.

The jailer handed it over, which contained cut sweet tangerines, tangerines, and oranges, with several small wooden sticks stuck on some of the fruits.

"You'll get used to it after a while." He encouraged himself, picked up a piece of Gan Tang with a small wooden stick, stuffed it into his mouth, and said viciously: "Execution!"

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【Note 1: In the pre-Qin period, most common people did not have surnames.】

【Note 2: Guoluodai is the name of an ancient leather belt, a trouser belt.】

[Note 3: If you are curious, please check it out yourself. I don’t want to describe it. It makes me sick.]

(End of this chapter)