The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 355: Brother Teddy, restrain your brother
The first time Ying Chengjiao practiced sword with Lu Goujian, he learned nothing.

The one who taught the young man was the Sword Saint Gai Nie.

The new master, Lu Gou Jian, held the Juque, the only blunt sword among the ten famous swords, and stood aside, observing it carefully.

The sun sets in the west, the sky darkens, and a chill sets in.

Ying Chengjiao has finished his martial arts training today.

The young man had a ruddy face and his clothes were soaked, and beside him were the new and old sword masters.

"Difficult." The old swordsman who had been watching Ying Chengjiao practice Gai Nie's swordsmanship for more than an hour said in a deep voice: "The young man is as light as a cat. He has been learning from Gai Jun for a long time, and every move has been engraved in his bones. It's not that I don't teach you, but it's really hard to change."

"It's hard to change, but we have to change it." The Sword Saint in White was extremely persistent in this matter: "When we go to the battlefield again, my lord can better protect himself by using Duke Lu's swordsmanship."

"Can't I have my cake and eat it too?" Ying Chengjiao interrupted, "Can't Mr. Gai and Duke Lu be honest with each other and work together to create a sword technique?"

This is complete nonsense. The fastest cheetah cannot be stronger than a bear.

But when the lord raises the question, even if the new and old sword masters know it is unlikely, they still have to look for that glimmer of possibility. To say that it cannot be done without even trying is a slap in the lord's face.

It’s like when your boss asks you to do something that you are totally unable to do, and you say right away that you can’t do it, then forget about making any progress.

You have to think of the objective conditions that make it impossible to achieve your goal, and then tell your leader about these difficulties that have nothing to do with yourself. Most likely, your leader will not listen.

But with the preparation, when you are doing something, you can ask your leader to meet your objective conditions. If the leader doesn't care, and the thing doesn't get done in the end, you can say that the failure was caused by the failure of some condition.

Do you think you can make progress by doing this? No, by doing this you are just not taking the blame.

If the matter is not serious, you should take the initiative to take the responsibility. Of course, don't use your own work ability as an excuse, which is too stupid.

The reason you are looking for is that your leader is too busy with other things and does not do specific business, and you did not remind your leader after he issued the task, so this task cannot be completed.

What you are trying to convey is that you know the task cannot be completed, but you thought your leader had his own considerations and didn't ask any questions so you accepted it anyway. In fact, your leader has no idea how heavy the task is.

This way you can not only get rid of your leader, but also your mistake will not be considered a mistake in the eyes of the decision-makers.

Don't take credit for it or tell anyone about it afterwards.

A subordinate who obeys orders, can do things, is willing to take the blame, is good at speaking and keeps his mouth shut, as long as your leader is short of people and he himself is not a fool, will most likely find a reason to let you take a small step forward.

Even if your leader turns a blind eye, once you publicize your personality, other senior executives will also see you.

Think about what you want when you are out there. If you want to make progress, don’t care too much about right or wrong.

The above are the dregs, which have been passed down in China for five thousand years and will continue to be passed down.

As long as there are people, these bad things will not disappear.

It’s not that you can’t be an upright person.

A journey of a hundred miles begins with a single step. When you have walked a long way, integrity is more important than research.

But there is a difficulty: how do you get through these ninety miles of land where there are only a few upright people?

When you have truly walked these ninety miles, a more difficult point will arise: Can you find your original intention again and become an upright person again?

Most people would look at those who didn't fit in on the way here and say:
"immature."

Gai Nie is not a flatterer, but he is not an ignorant person either.

The lord has given an order and you cannot say no.

"Nie will discuss this with Lord Lu." The White-robed Sword Master agreed, knowing that he couldn't have the best of both worlds.

Lu Gou Jian tilted his head and glanced at Gai Nie.

If you want to combine the best of both and pursue that one in a million possibility, it is most basic to do it without reservation. This is an extremely rare thing at the moment when everyone cherishes their own martial arts.

The worried old man thought that since Gai Nie had won over him, what could he, the loser, say? If the younger generation held back, he would just say half of it.

"This is a difficult matter, my lord, please don't expect too much." Lu Gou Jian nodded and agreed.

Ying Chengjiao, who always likes to leave professional matters to professionals, finally has some free time.

Patting his stomach, he was too lazy to go to the dining palace to eat the freshly cooked food, so he ordered the servants to deliver the food to the bedroom. He planned to go to Huaqing Palace to take a long bath after eating to completely relax the tense nerves.

When night fell, Ying Chengjiao arrived at Huaqing Palace and saw a carriage pulled by five horses parked nearby. He knew that his brother had come.

There was no one around, and there was no need to pretend to inform them, so he walked straight in.

"Brother, come and take a bath too?" he shouted in the slightly misty water vapor.

The sound dissipated before he reached the edge of the pool, and some sounds that were suppressed by the boy's voice also came out intermittently.

Ying Chengjiao focused his eyes and could see the woman's white back through the mist. An idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

The young man turned and went into the massage room next door, lay down on the big bed, and let the massage eunuch massage his back.

He had the urge to observe from a closer distance, and his behavior was a little bit impolite. He felt that he was still thin-skinned. If Liu Bang was shameless, he would not only walk over but also ask if he could have fun together.

Half an hour later, the Qin King Zheng, who was enjoying himself, sent Zhao Gao to call Ying Chengjiao to bathe with him.

As soon as Ying Chengjiao came in, he sneered and said:

"Are you Teddy? If you are like this, you will die at the hands of a woman sooner or later."

I don't know what Teddy meant, but I know that the cursed Qin Wang Zheng splashed water on his brother, put his arms on the edge of the pool, and said lazily:
"I can't compare to my younger brother, who can enjoy the pleasure of love in front of hundreds of people.

"I have only read in history books that Duke Huan of Qi snatched a beauty from the street and put her in her carriage. My brother is the Duke Huan of Qi of this age.

"No wonder my brother ran so fast after the court session. It turns out there was a beauty waiting for him."

Having said this, King Zheng of Qin suddenly uttered "hmm" in surprise and slowly sat up.

The water rippled in front of Qin Wangzheng's not-so-distinct chest muscles. The young king frowned and looked at his brother's face:

"You're not a virgin?"

Ying Chengjiao closed his eyes, too lazy to pay attention to the teddy bear.

The water was a little hot and it was very comfortable to soak in. The boy sighed contentedly.

"Brother, if you have any secrets, you should tell me as soon as possible. Don't wait until you are terminally ill and even Bian Que can't cure you." King Zheng of Qin was a little serious.

"One of us must be seriously ill." Ying Chengjiao said angrily: "I can't do it."

"An excuse! The maids in your palace only come in and never leave. They are not allowed to leave the palace until they are 20 years old. They are all virgins till now."

"Oh, how dare I touch the palace maids? Aren't they all your harem reserves?"

"Since you say so, I will order you to be recruited as a maid from the Chengjiao Palace into the harem."

"you dare!"

"Look, I really want it, but you are still in a hurry."

"roll roll roll!"

Steam was rising, and in the Penglai stove in the corner, calming sandalwood was burning, and the two brothers closed their eyes to rest.

After the sage time passed, Qin Wangzheng, who was exhausted, washed his arms with water and kindly reminded: "Women, you shouldn't worry about things that relieve stress.

"A Mi Huang, if she eats less, she eats less, if she dies, she dies.

"You are so restrained in order to give that woman something to look forward to. It's not worth it."

There was a sound of water splashing, and Ying Chengjiao sat up straight, opened his eyes, and was very angry:
"Why are you talking so much? You haven't submitted enough memorials, have you? Who told you that I restrained myself?"

"Madam Ji." King Zheng of Qin looked a little serious.

Ji Yaoyao said that her brother was still a virgin, but he didn't believe it.

Ji Yaoyao said that his brother restrained himself from losing his virginity in order to make the little phoenix, who owed nothing to anyone, continue to owe anyone, and to give the desperate Chu girl Mi Huang a reason to live, but he still didn't believe it.

What kind of person is his brother? His mind is filled with the country and the world, calculating the various generals and ministers, how could he care about such a thing as a beauty.

But judging from his brother's immediate reaction, he seemed to really care.

"Ying Zheng, you are so idle..." Ying Chengjiao gnashed his teeth and said, "You don't care about the follow-up of the old Qin nobles, and you are not in a hurry to meet Xunzi. I just took Mi Huang to the palace, and you came to my mother to ask this and that. Can't you tell the difference between big things and small things?"

"Of course I can distinguish between the big things and the small things." Qin Wang Zheng snorted, "You are having fun in public, and your behavior is not like your nature. Of course I have to ask you. You are friends with the disciples, so you can ask them freely. For a country, is it more important to find out the reason for the sudden change in the prince's temperament, or the two things you mentioned?"

"You always have an excuse."

"When you think I always have something to say, then you yourself always have something to say. If you don't insist on your own opinion, how can I insist on my own opinion?"

A slap cannot make a sound.

If you think the other person is stubborn, then it must be that you are also stubborn. If you don't argue with him and say "yes, yes, you are right", why would he be stubborn? Can he still say "no, I am wrong"?

Ying Chengjiao knew a lot about principles, and he understood what his brother meant as soon as he heard it, and laughed angrily:
"If you want to take classes, go to the academy, not me."

King Zheng of Qin looked at his brother, thoughtfully, and his eyes reflected in the water showed hesitation and struggle.

I don’t know what King Zheng of Qin was thinking about. It was so difficult for the thirty-six old Qin noble representatives to make the decision to kill the tyrant.

Ying Chengjiao, who knew his brother very well, narrowed his eyes and was really a little angry:
"Brother, don't touch my people, and don't even think about killing Mi Huang."

"You can guess this?" Qin Wangzheng tapped the water and exclaimed: "You can read minds, right?"

Since my brother is so concerned about Mi Huang, why not just kill her? Then find some beauties to fill Cheng Jiao's palace.

My younger brother is used to seeing and sleeping with beautiful women, so naturally he won't worry about matters between men and women anymore.

When a person demands too much from something, he will gradually lose the desire to cherish it.

In the eyes of King Zheng of Qin, women are playthings, used to relieve stress and have fun.

Looking at his brother's slightly pale face, Qin Wangzheng knew that the boy in front of him was really angry, and said helplessly:

"Since you said so, can I still kill you?
"I promise you, I won't kill you.

"In return for what I have done for you, you must also promise me one thing."

The boy was dumbfounded and a little mad:
"You shouldn't have killed my people in the first place, the idea you had was wrong!

"You're going crazy, and I still have to promise you something? You're really shameless! You're even more shameless than Liu Bang!"

The most obvious label on Liu Bang when he entered the sight of the two brothers was shamelessness.

With his arms folded across his chest, Ying Chengjiao sneered and said:
"Tell me! I want to see how shameless you can be. What kind of demands can you make?"

"After you succeed the throne, you are not allowed to restore the position of queen." Qin Wang Zheng showed no shame and said seriously: "I have finally concentrated all the power in the king, you don't want to..."

"I promise you, I promise you." Ying Chengjiao looked indifferent and waved his hand to interrupt his brother before he could finish speaking.

He is two years younger than his brother.

With him looking after him, he won't be too old to succeed his brother when he reaches the age to abdicate.

To put it bluntly.

Under the current conditions, it is not certain who will live longer between him and his brother. He believes that if he had to review memorials and play with women every day like his brother, his body would have collapsed long ago.

"You brat! I'm serious!" Seeing his brother's careless expression, King Qin Zheng raised his tone and said angrily.

"I'm serious, don't you believe me?" Ying Chengjiao looked around and pointed to the ceiling of the palace: "I swear to the sky outside the palace that if I succeed to the throne of Qin one day, I will never restore the throne of empress. Is that all right?"

"The reason why I don't believe in heaven is because of you. Moreover, you swore to heaven through a palace, and you don't even respect heaven. How can you expect me to believe your oath to heaven?"

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"You swear that if you succeed to the throne and resume the position of empress, you will review hundreds of memorials every day, day and night."

"..."

"explain."

"You don't have to make it so big, right?"

Under the insistence of King Zheng of Qin, Ying Chengjiao had no choice but to swear.

Qin Wang Zheng was satisfied. He closed his eyes and lay down, the water covering his neck, relaxing his body and mind:
“Don’t show up these days, and don’t meet any outsiders from the Qin nobility. Just do what you like.

"You don't have to do the early work, but you have to do the later work."

Ying Chengjiao responded.

"Huh?" Qin Wangzheng was a little surprised: "You didn't refuse."

Ying Chengjiao put his head in the pool and didn't bother to pay attention.

If refusing would work, could he not refuse?
He knew what his brother was thinking and agreed with his brother's thoughts.

Even if you don't wear the crown, you still have to bear its weight. This is what he himself said.

The warmth permeated his body into his heart, the smell of sulfur filled his lungs, and the boy's nerves completely relaxed.

There shouldn't be anything to worry about in the near future.

Some people enjoy it, some people suffer.

That night, few members of the Qin clan could sleep well.

Most of their clan leaders were in the two pavilions in front of the Xin Palace, but they didn't even dare to cry.

They didn't know how the king would treat them.

He was afraid that any small action would anger the king and bring disaster to his family.

With the Bai family being wiped out first and thirty-six corpses hanging between the two gates later, no one doubted whether the king dared to kill anyone.

The old Qin nobles, who had always been domineering, spent the night in anxiety, just like the untouchables they looked down upon and laughed at who worried every day about whether they would have food to eat the next day.

Under the threat of death, they performed no better than common people or slaves.

(End of this chapter)