Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 326 Han Yu's Desire for Progress

Just as Qin Shi Moyu was about to say something.

"Honglian, you must not be disrespectful to Moqing."

A gentle yet slightly reprimanding voice came from beside him.

A handsome young man in fine clothes walked slowly towards them.
"Mo Qing bears heavy responsibilities for the country and has many affairs to attend to. He has no time to play around with you like this. If you want to learn swordsmanship, your fourth brother will send some famous swordsmen from the palace to teach you."

Honglian wrinkled her delicate nose in dissatisfaction.

In this palace, apart from her father, King Han An, only her fourth brother, who always put on a pretentious act, dared to speak to her in such a reprimanding tone.

Moreover, how could those court swordsmen compare to Qin Shi Mo Yu's teachings?

Since receiving his guidance that day, Honglian felt as if she had been enlightened, and her swordsmanship improved by leaps and bounds.

Those court swordsmen who, in the past, dared not go all out because of her status as a princess, were always able to easily defeat her.

Now, several people have fallen to her sword in fair and square duels!

The feeling of having control over one's own power is so captivating.

This made Honglian realize very clearly that she was now many times stronger than the old her who only knew fancy moves!
She ignored Han Yu's words, her bright eyes fixed on Qin Shi Moyu.

"This princess is not an unreasonable person. You tell me yourself. If you truly do not wish to teach, this princess will not pester you and will leave now!"

Qin Shi Moyu bowed respectfully to Honglian.
“I am a disciple of the Mohist school, and I have always valued my promises and kept my word. I had promised to teach Your Highness the sword, but I was delayed repeatedly due to worldly affairs. It was indeed my fault. Please forgive me, Your Highness.”

For him, Honglian occupies an extremely important and irreplaceable position in his future plans.

How could he so easily let the connection he had painstakingly built be severed?

However, his actions made Han Yu's earlier reprimand seem somewhat superfluous and ridiculous, and even a little silly.

Honglian glanced smugly at her fourth brother, raised her chin, and gave Qin Shimoyu a soft snort:
"Since you've been quite sincere in admitting your mistake, I'm not the kind of person to hold a grudge. This time... I'll forgive you for now!"

"Thank you for your magnanimity, Your Highness."

If Your Highness is free in three days, please come to the Guiyi Merchant Guild in the city to find me. I will certainly welcome you with open arms and instruct you in a new sword technique.

Qin Shimoyu estimated the time in his mind.

Perhaps I can take advantage of the opportunity to teach the Crimson Lotus Sword Technique to get my alibi.

When Han Yu saw that Qin Shimoyu completely ignored his attempts to make amends, a sinister glint flashed deep in his eyes.

But he quickly concealed that hint of malice, replacing it with a hearty laugh:

"Haha, Mo Qing truly deserves to be hailed as the most outstanding disciple of the Mo family in the past century. He is a man of his word, trustworthy, and of noble character! Indeed, a promise from a lord is worth more than a thousand pieces of gold!"

Han Yu's almost shameless praise made Qin Shi Moyu turn his head in surprise.

"Fourth Prince, you flatter me."

The two looked at each other.

In an instant, Qin Shimoyu could tell from Han Yu's smiling, benevolent eyes that the other party had indeed studied him seriously.

He had already realized that what he was pursuing at this stage was fame!

This is not hard to guess.

After all, he's not short of money, and judging from his extravagant spending, what he's really after isn't money.

Aside from that, what a person seeks is nothing more than power and fame.

Han Yu carefully studied the commander Han Mo in front of him.

The Mohists' high-profile entry into Korea.

In taverns and teahouses, those novelists and storytellers, backed by the Guiyi Chamber of Commerce, are present.

Many people may know that Qin Shi Mo Yu seeks fame, but very few can clearly guess what kind of fame he seeks.

There are many kinds of names.

However, Han Yu, who was standing in front of him, noticed it.

He is a clever prince.

At least, he's far, far smarter than South Korea's current nominal crown prince...

Qin Shimo and Han Yu turned their heads at the same time to look at a noisy crowd not far away.

Crown Prince Han and General Ji Wuye walked arrogantly past from the other side of the long steps, followed by a large group of civil and military officials.

"Ah……"

Ji Wuye glanced at Qin Shimoyu with disdain, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth, as if he were looking at a dead man.

Meanwhile, Crown Prince Han, also dressed in fine clothes, looked exhausted, as if his body had been drained by wine and women. His eyes were sunken, his eye bags were puffy, and he walked with a swaying gait, showing none of the dignity that a royal heir should have.

He's a complete spoiled brat.

Han Yu glanced sideways, watching the group leave in a grand procession, his disdain for his elder brother undisguised.

This allowed Ji Wuye and his courtiers to see him standing with Qin Shi Moyu.

He has already achieved his main purpose in being here today.

Winning over a powerful figure like Qin Shi Moyu, who wields influence enough to affect the succession to the throne, is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Today, it is enough to let all the forces in the government and the central government see our attitude.

However, before turning to leave, he couldn't help but ask one question:
"What does Mo Qing think of my elder brother?"

Qin Shi Moyu's calm expression remained completely unmoved by Ji Wuye's provocation and contempt.

"Whether he is genuinely indulging in pleasure or deliberately feigning it, as the crown prince, especially with the king still in his prime and having only been on the throne for less than a year..."

A seemingly dissolute and useless prince is indeed more suitable and 'safer' than a wise and capable heir apparent.

Han Yu narrowed his eyes and looked again at the departing figure of his good-for-nothing older brother, his gaze becoming more solemn.

Could it be an act?
Does his stupid, useless older brother really possess such forbearance, shrewdness, and acting skills?
Han Yu turned to look at Qin Shimoyu and asked the last question seemingly casually:

"Then... what does Mo Qing think of me?"

"As a prince, rather than the crown prince, one should naturally try to demonstrate one's talents as much as possible in order to gain more support from the court and the public, accumulate more of one's own resources, and... win more favor from the king."

Qin Shimo met his gaze and said calmly,
"However, one should not show too much ambition before the king intends to choose a true successor."

"Thank you for your guidance, sir."

Han Yu pursed his lips and bowed to Qin Shi Moyu.

He actually knew this principle.

However, knowing is easy, doing is hard.

He really craved that position!
Ambition that has swelled to its overflowing limit is impossible to suppress or contain.

"I was just saying it casually, Your Highness may just listen to it, but please don't take it too seriously."

Qin Shi Moyu chuckled and returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

In a sense, he knew that Han Yu was unlikely to listen to him and change, which is why he said these correct but meaningless things.

Give him the feeling that you are getting closer to him.

In reality, both Crown Prince Han and Han Yu are targets that Qin Shi Mo Yu will eliminate when he takes over the administration of Hong Lian.

Only when all the princes are dead will Honglian have a chance to take that position.

As for Han Fei, although his talent was comparable to that of a sage, as a reformer, he absolutely could not sit in that position.

There must be two people: the reformer and the person on the supreme throne.

Only in this way can there be room for maneuver, and only then can the reforms be successfully implemented. If the reformer becomes king, without the mediating layer, direct conflict between the two sides will be inevitable!
The old aristocratic forces whose interests were threatened would inevitably, and could only, rebel directly!

The scene of Qin Shi Mo Yu and Han Yu having a pleasant conversation caught the attention of many observant people.

Next, if someone traces the Crown Prince's sudden death back to their side, they will assume it was Han Yu who did it.

And no one would blame Han Yu for his sudden death.

He had no idea that the person in front of him was already planning to pin the blame on him and was already figuring out how to make his death seem legitimate.

Han Yu could hardly contain his joy and solemnly promised again:

"Rest assured, sir! In today's court meeting, no matter how Ji Wuye tries to frame loyal officials, I, Han Yu, will stand firmly on your side and speak out on behalf of my father, resolutely preventing such a treacherous minister from succeeding in his conspiracy!"

Although Qin Shi Moyu has not yet made any explicit promises to him, in the eyes of others, this Commander Han Mo has at least shown clear signs of aligning himself with the Fourth Prince.

This alone would greatly enhance his prestige and sway some wavering centrists to his side.

After all, there really is money to be made by following this Commander Han Mo!
Qin Shi Moyu smiled and said goodbye to Han Yu, who was completely unaware of his malice.

Honglian, who had remained silent, watched her fourth brother's smug and receding figure, then turned to look at Qin Shimoyu, whose feigned smile had vanished:

"You...you're going to support my fourth brother?"

Qin Shi Moyu's gaze fell on Honglian's puzzled face, and he said seriously:

"If I said... I want to support you, what would you think?"

"Huh... Ah?!"

Honglian was stunned by this answer, which she had never imagined, and her mind went completely blank.

Immediately, she frowned, quite annoyed, and said:
"Stop fooling around! I'm talking to you about something serious!"

These words, coming from Princess Honglian, who is known for her playful antics, sounded rather endearing.

However, Qin Shi Moyu knew this.

Beneath the princess's spoiled and willful exterior lies a keen mind capable of discerning the good and evil in people's hearts.

That dissolute and incompetent Crown Prince Han, though incompetent, fond of beautiful women, and easily manipulated, was still a fool.

However, apart from harboring resentment towards his fourth son, who coveted his position as crown prince, he still had genuine affection for his other younger brothers and sisters.

This kind of kinship might not mean much to ordinary families, but it is extremely rare for imperial families.

If he had received a good education from a young age, instead of being deliberately led astray by Ji Wuye, he might have grown into a benevolent ruler.

The fourth prince, Han Yu, needs no introduction. He's a typical power-hungry individual, a standard ambitious schemer who will stop at nothing to achieve his goals.

From the very beginning, he saw family ties as a bargaining chip.

While the Ninth Prince Han Fei also values ​​family ties, he is more concerned about the future and survival of the state of Korea.

He is an idealist who, for the greater good of his country, would not hesitate to sacrifice himself, or even his loved ones, to prolong the life of South Korea when necessary.

Therefore, among Honglian's three brothers who were still alive, the one she hated the most was her fourth brother, Han Yu, who was considered the most virtuous and outstanding by outsiders!
Honglian looked at Qin Shimoyu, who remained silent and simply gazed at her. For some reason, she felt her cheeks begin to burn, and her heart skipped a beat. She completely forgot what she was about to say.

She turned her head away in a fluster, avoiding his gaze, and forcibly changed the subject:
"Let's not talk about that. Fourth Brother just said that Ji Wuye wants to deal with you. What's going on with that?"

Qin Shi Moyu took in Honglian's shy and bashful reaction.

The "seed" he had planted in her heart earlier had a much better effect than he had imagined.

"Don't worry, it's just a farcical performance by some clowns. The innocent will remain innocent, and Ji Wuye's little tricks won't cause any trouble. On the contrary, it will become an opportunity for me to achieve a certain goal."

However, I don't know why.

Honglian looked at his righteous and awe-inspiring appearance.

But I always felt that he was more like a villain hiding behind the scenes, weaving a web of conspiracies, just waiting for his prey to take the bait.

'Strange, why would I have such a thought? He is Han Mo, the Grand Commander, praised by all, hailed as possessing the qualities of a sage, destined to become the Great Master of the Mohist School, a great hero leading all Mohists under heaven!'

Honglian shook her head inwardly, banishing the absurd idea from her mind.

"Alright, it's getting late, I need to go attend the court meeting first."

Qin Shi Moyu stopped teasing Honglian and started walking towards the main hall, which symbolized the center of power in Han.

Officials had gathered in front of the palace.

Most of the court officials who were qualified to participate in the court discussion had already gathered in front of the palace, clearly divided into civil and military ranks, waiting for the bell to ring before entering the palace.

When he appeared here dressed in black cloth.

Even though they had already seen him, the ministers couldn't help but think of him.

Months ago, in the same palace, there was the same incongruous figure.

However, this time, no one dared to underestimate Commander Han Mo, and no foot soldier dared to step forward again!

Those guys he previously debated with and then slayed like monsters.

Upon seeing him approach, they all instinctively shrank back into the crowd, not daring to appear before him at all.

It wasn't that she was afraid of being humiliated again, but that she was afraid of being remembered for the trouble she had caused him, and that she would be punished later, with her whole family facing ruin.

In just half a year.

Qin Shi Mo Yu had grown from a commoner to the point where even Ji Wu Ye, the "Night Curtain" that covered the entire sky of Han, had to personally deal with him!

Under the complex gazes of those around him.

Qin Shi Moyu walked calmly through the passage between the civil and military officials.

The way forward.

until……

He walked to the front of the line, to the position where General Ji Wuye and Prime Minister Zhang Kaidi stood side by side.

They slowly stopped walking.

Standing shoulder to shoulder with these two most powerful figures in South Korea today!

Although, behind him, there was still nothing, and he was all alone.

But even Ji Wuye and Zhang Kai had to admit—

Qin Shi Moyu is indeed qualified to stand in this position!

Behind him lay the increasingly prosperous Baiyue region, rapidly emerging from the shadow of war, proving that Qin Shi Moyu's initial strategy was not without merit.

Rather, it is possible to achieve, and it is gradually being realized in his hands!
Beneath his feet lay the glorious record of countless covert battles against the night over the past six months.

Not only was it not severely damaged, but it also gained the upper hand, forcing Ji Wuye, who loved to play dirty tricks in the shadows, to consider using court attacks to deal with Qin Shi Moyu.

This almost proves that Ji Wuye's Nightfall is no match for Qin Shi Moyu's Han Mo!
The position of guest advisor can be either high or low.

The weak are nothing more than retainers kept in the palace by the king, eating the king's food and doing nothing of substance, just guarding the gate and eating for free.

The strong can act as prime minister, command all officials, control both civil and military affairs, and wield immense power!
Everything depends entirely on the guest's own abilities and strength.

Qin Shi Mo Yu, stepping on the corpses of the night, paved his way to the pinnacle of power in Han!
"Squeak~"

The palace gates were pushed open by armored palace guards.

Qin Shi Moyu calmly stepped into the hall.

Ji Wuye gave Qin Shimoyu a cold look, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Zhang Kai stared intently at his back, pondering what kind of trump card he had up his sleeve.

(End of this chapter)