The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 75: Is the country ruled by Lord Chang of Changguo Zhao or Yan?
Lejian felt that Tian Dan should not be such a stupid person. Perhaps he did not want to attack Yan for Zhao and was deliberately acting stupid to show the King of Zhao.

He slapped his thigh violently. The action was not similar to his father's just slapping thigh, but it was exactly the same.

"Tian Dan is so stupid!"

The next morning, it started to rain lightly.

At noon, the sky began to clear up.

The sun came out, but the rain hasn't stopped yet, with sunshine and rain falling together.

Lejian was wearing a straw raincoat and walking in the rain with a "pattering" sound.

He lowered his head, with most of his face covered by his hat, so even if you walked past him face to face you couldn't see his face.

The rain is falling heavily.

It fell on the bamboo hat, slid down the bamboo pole, and was kicked to pieces by Lejian.

Lejian lowered his head, and the hat hid his face and blocked his vision.

Le Jian thought that everything in the world has its pros and cons, and the same was true for Qin's invitation to Yan to attack Zhao.

"Success means prosperity, failure means slow demise."

His voice was completely obliterated by the sound of rain.

He continued walking, and could only see the calves and feet of the people around him.

One after another, slender legs swayed past him, on both sides.

Small feet, some white and tender, some rough, some jade-colored, some brown, stepped through the water or wetlands beside him.

These are all women.

He rarely saw calves and feet belonging to men.

If you see one, it is most likely not a man, but a boy.

he asked himself:

"Is it because of the rainy day?"

He replied:

"no.

“It’s Changping.

"It's Handan."

As he walked, he stopped.

A petite and beautiful face with water dripping from her hair appeared in front of him and made eye contact with him.

This woman unexpectedly stopped in front of him for no reason, then bent her soft waist, turned her head over the obstruction of the bamboo hat, raised her head, and forced herself to see his face from bottom to top!
His pupils shrank and his big hand reached for his waist, where there was a dagger.

He came to Zhao State in secret this time to meet with Qin State privately, and his whereabouts must not be revealed.

The rain was not heavy, but enough to wash away all traces.

His hand found the hilt of the knife.

The knife was very fast, and he could use it even faster so as not to cause Ms. Zhao too much pain.

He was ready to draw his sword, swing it, and duck to the side to avoid the spurting hot blood, then quickly disappear into the street with the help of the rain and the crowd.

"This brave man, do you have a family?" The woman's eyes lit up, as if she had seen a rare treasure.

Lejian hesitated.

The incident just happened suddenly and he was stressed out.

It was only after this hesitation that he realized that maybe things weren't that bad, as not everyone recognized his face.

The King of Yanchang, Lejian.

"Not yet." He answered truthfully.

The woman rushed over and hugged Lejian tightly.

Even through their straw raincoats, Le Jian could feel the softness and fullness.

Judging from her appearance, the woman, who was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, had her feet off the ground hooked around Lejian's waist and her hands around Lejian's neck.

"Now that you have one, I will marry you! I also have a sister and two younger sisters who can be your concubines! Take me!"

The woman's voice was so loud that it couldn't even cover the sound of rain. It echoed far away, reaching Lejian's heart and making his body tense.

People in Handan are famous for their love of watching the fun.

Sure enough, pairs of legs and feet first stopped, then walked towards him. The woman suddenly lifted Lejian's bamboo hat.

Before her hat even touched the ground, she looked up and shouted:

"This is my man!"

She smiled beautifully, and her smile was extremely moving.

While laughing, the knife was used.

Blood spurted out from her graceful swan-like neck, rushed up into the sky, and mixed with the rain falling from the sky, making it impossible to distinguish one from the other.

This knife was indeed very fast.

When the woman was about to fall to the ground, she could feel the cold rain beneath her.

The crowd was noisy and swarmed up, splashing water as they ran.

Lejian leaned sideways to avoid the blood and reached out to put on his hat; these two actions were done in one go.

Just as he had originally thought, he disappeared into the street under the rain and the noisy crowd.

Three quarters of an hour later, a rare shop with the words "Lu's Rare Things" written on its sign appeared.

In the back hall of the store, Lejian was covered in water.

Zhao Di, who had just arrived, had a smile on his face. He stepped forward with his hands clasped and said:

"Lord Changguo has come here in the rain, so I guess he agrees to our prince's request?"

Le Jian's body was cold, and his words were also cold:

"My Yan State will not attack Zhao together with Qin State.

"Zhao Di, after the two great battles of Changping and Handan, how many of your father, grandfather, brothers, and clan members are still alive?

"You are a Zhao person, but you actually work for Qin. You are really a ruthless person!"

Zhao Di straightened his back and lowered his raised hands.

The smile faded, leaving only a trace, which looked extremely sarcastic.

"Since Lord Changguo has spoken so, I, Zhao Di, also have two questions. Please answer them directly.

"Lord Changguo, was this title given to you by the State of Zhao or the State of Yan?"

Le Jian's face suddenly darkened, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"No answer?" Zhao Di sneered and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't answer. Just answer it together with the second question. Is the country of Changguo Junchang Zhao or Yan?"

After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Lejian to answer.

"Someone, send our King Yanchang away, who is in Yan but his heart is in Zhao!"

From beginning to end, Zhao Di never looked at Le Jian's hand that was touching his waist.

Zhao Di was a high-ranking official in the Qin State, the Chief Justice. If a feudal lord of a small country wanted to kill him, he could only think about it!

Lao Ai, who had been eavesdropping in the next room, opened the door to welcome Zhao Di.

The two had known each other for more than ten years. Both were retainers of Lu Buwei in Handan, and they had always had a good relationship.

Lu Buwei fled Handan with his lord Qin Yiren.

Zhao Di chose to go to Qin together, and eventually became a high-ranking official of Qin, Tingwei Zheng.

Lao Ai chose to stay in Zhao State, and finally became only the head of Handan City of Lu's Chamber of Commerce.

"What should we do if Lejian doesn't want to?" Lao Ai looked worried.

"He has no say in this matter." Zhao Di sneered and said seriously, "It's done. You stay here and watch. If there is anything, please send a caravan to contact me. I'm going back to Qin."

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I would have gone to Qin with you." Lao Ai felt a little lonely.

"Bah! There aren't that many widows and girls in Qin who are willing to be raped by you."

As Zhao Di spoke, he felt envious and cursed with a smile:

"How many women have you ruined in the past eight years?"

Lao Ai counted his fingers and said:
"It's just over a thousand."

"You are so boastful. In eight years, less than three thousand days, you slept with more than a thousand women. Do you sleep with a woman every three days?"

"Hehe, you still underestimate the unrestrainedness of Zhao women." Lao Ai hugged Zhao Di's neck and said with a lewd smile: "The two battles of Changping and Handan wiped out all the men of Zhao. Zhao women can sleep with any man. To tell you the truth, I have more than a hundred children here. If the master doesn't call me back to Xianyang, be careful that I will give birth to a country of Zhao people to fight Qin."

(End of this chapter)