The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 222: One thought of bliss, one thought of hell

Lin Yi told all his daily grievances to his father who could not respond to him.

Since Lin Xiangru's death, those Zhao nobles who did not dare to make a fuss when Lin Xiangru was in power have emerged one after another and have been encroaching on the once powerful Lin family.

Lin Yi, who succeeded as the head of the Lin family, saw it all and was worried, but he was powerless to change the situation.

There was nothing they could do except watch the Lin family’s land being taken away, their retainers leaving, and their influence gradually declining.

Lin Xiangru was hunched over, lying on the kang and struggling to make ends meet, but he was able to hold on.

Lin Yi, a good man who could eat two bowls of rice at a meal, just couldn't hold it together.

Having said that enough, Lin Yi wanted to stand up.

My knees are numb from kneeling for too long.

He failed to get up the first time and fell sideways to the ground.

Lin Yi was just about to call someone in to help him.

A big hand grabbed his arm and lifted him up.

Lin Yi's arm was pinched so hard that it hurt. He immediately became angry and started to curse before he even turned around:

"You are blind...fake father!"

Lin Yi cried out in surprise, his body went limp, and he collapsed into Lian Po's arms.

An old man in his seventies or eighties is hugging an old man in his forties or fifties. The picture looks a bit incongruous, as if the positions of the two people are reversed.

Lin Yi stood up with great effort, trying to remain calm, and asked tentatively:
"When did my fake father come here? Why didn't he call Yi?"

Lian Po tilted his head and glanced at the tombstone of his close friend Lin Xiangru. His originally cold and hard heart softened.

The veteran withdrew.

With his legs and feet numb and the rest of his body limp from fear, Lin Yi fell to the ground, his face suddenly pale.

He felt bitter in his mouth:
"It seems that the fake father heard everything."

Lian Po kicked Lin Yi to the ground and poked his finger into Lin Yi's face:

"Useless! You are useless! You can't even be a spy! What can you do!"

Lin Yi covered her face, ashamed to meet him:
"Please take me to the king to ask for a reward, my fake father."

Lian Po said "Pah" and kicked away Lin Yi's hand that was covering his face:
"You are worthy? If it weren't for my secret care, your Lin family wouldn't even have these few acres of thin land left!"

Lin Yi looked at his fake father in disbelief, his lips trembling:
"False father...won't you report me to the king?"

Lian Po was furious and did not answer.

He took a step forward and stood in front of Lin Xiangru's tombstone, his mind recounting the glorious years they had spent together in the past.

The wind is whistling, and the tombstone is silent.

Lian Po turned his back to Lin Yi, who had stood up at some point, and his tall body was like an indestructible wall.

The old man said in a very calm voice:

"The Lin family is going to Qin."

Lin Yi hesitated for a moment and decided to tell the truth:
"Yes."

"Are you all going?"

"Yes."

"You are Xiangru's eldest son, so you'd better stay. You were a senior minister in Zhao, and succeeded Xiangru as the king. In Qin, you are nothing. If you stay, you will be valuable to Yaotiao and the King of Qin, even if you do nothing. As long as you stop being a spy, I will protect your life."

Lin Yi was silent for a while, then said:
"I don't want to stay."

Lian Po turned his head suddenly and slapped him over the head.

Seeing his nephew shrinking his head in fear, the hand that had ended countless lives was suspended in the air:
"waste!
"If you stay in Zhao, even if the Lin family of Qin is destroyed, there is still the Lin family of Zhao.

"Do I need to explain this little thing in detail?"

Lin Yi lowered his head, like a big quail:

"I understand what my fake father said...but I don't want to stay."

The veteran still slapped Lin Yi, leaving five clear finger marks on his fat face.

"You cowardly bastard! If this happened in the military camp, I would kill you immediately!" The old general scolded his nephew.

He walked past his nephew with an angry look on his face and left with big strides. From afar, an old voice came:
"Get out! Get out!"

"Fake father..." Lin Yi covered his eyes.

Tears flowed from under my palms and flowed onto the slightly raised finger prints, feeling hot.

After leaving Lin Xiangru's tomb, Lian Po went straight into the palace to meet King Zhao.

He was ordered by King Zhao to investigate Lin Yi.

Lian Po entered the palace gate and was led by the eunuchs to the outside of a hall.

They had not yet reached the main hall, which was still thirty steps away.

Lian Po heard the unbridled laughter and the sweet cries of the beautiful woman.

Lian Po looked up at the plaque in the main hall - Changle Palace, a palace specially used by the State of Zhao for holding large royal banquets.

When the old general returned triumphantly with his 130,000 men defeating 600,000, he had a grand banquet in the Changle Palace.

Pushing open the gate of Changle Palace, the spring scenery inside is much more colorful than that outside.

In the center of the hall, there are beauties like clouds.

Some are dressed, some are half dressed, and some are naked.

Some were dancing and some were singing, and some were crawling around on the ground, not knowing what they were doing.

They are beautiful in their own ways, some are plump and some are thin, and their skin reflects the seductive light under the bright candlelight.

Zhao Wangdan laughed loudly, and walked out of the center of the beauties in a nonchalant manner, putting on his clothes carelessly:

"Do you want to come and play, Shinpei-kun?"

Lian Po felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was not considered a crime for a king to commit adultery in broad daylight, but the State of Zhao did not attach importance to this and did not establish specific laws on when to uphold ethics.

But knowing that he was going to discuss important matters with him, he indulged in sexual activities in broad daylight before that. Isn't this too disrespectful of himself and state affairs?
The veteran cupped his hands and said stiffly:
“I didn’t know that the king was busy with affairs and came at a bad time.

"I will leave first and will call you back when the king is done with his work."

Zhao Wangdan sighed:
"Mr. Lian is saying that I am too licentious."

Lian Po bowed his head slightly:

"The old minister dare not."

"Mr. Lian is right. This is indeed my fault." King Dan of Zhao admitted that he was wrong.

Lian Po lowered his head and heard a burst of hurried footsteps, followed by the very familiar sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air!
Following a shrill scream, Lian Po no longer cared about any disrespect and suddenly looked up.

Then, King Zhao Dan was seen holding a sharp sword that he had pulled out from somewhere and waving it wildly among the crowd of beauties.

The sharp sword cut through the romance.

Blood mixed with the wailing of men and women spread throughout the Changle Palace.

King Zhao Dan's sword was very sharp, and he soon killed everyone so that only he and Lian Po were left standing in the palace.

The ground was littered with beautiful bodies, thrown haphazardly on the ground like slaughtered animals.

The body soaked in blood is captivating in a different way.

Zhao Wangdan, who had just enjoyed the bliss of the world, turned it all into hell with his own hands.

He threw away his sharp sword, his body stained with blood, and laughed while panting:
"Mr. Lian, can I be considered to have corrected my mistakes? Can you please not bear a grudge against me for my neglect?"

Lian Po sniffed.

The unfamiliar aroma turned into the all-too-familiar smell of blood.

The veteran's eyes gradually warmed:

"The fake letter about the king's serious illness has been passed on through Lin Yi. I don't know..."

Zhao Wangdan said "Ah", interrupted Lian Po's words, and said sincerely:

“There’s no rush for this.

"What I am most concerned about now is whether Lord Lian can forgive me for my neglect over the years."

(End of this chapter)