Qin Shi: I only work eight hours

Chapter 120 Li Ji's face was burning red

The next day.

Xianyang, the residence of Lord Changwen.

Mi Ling had just finished breakfast when she went to find Chang Wenjun.

"uncle?"

"Why are you here?"

Changwenjun looked in the direction of the sound and immediately went out to greet him personally.

"I can't come if I'm fine?"

Mi Ling said irritably.

"of course can!"

Why didn't you tell me beforehand?

"What if I'm not home, isn't that..."

Chang Wenjun smiled apologetically.

He was interrupted by Mi Ling before he could finish speaking.

"Cut the nonsense!"

Mi Ling reprimanded.

After saying this, he took the initiative and strode into the study.

Then he plopped down in the head seat.

Seeing this, Changwenjun said nothing, after all, Mi Ling was his uncle.
Although Mi Ling is no longer the Lord of Yangquan, he is still the younger brother of Empress Dowager Huayang. As the saying goes, even a starved camel is bigger than a horse!

"Has Uncle had breakfast?"

Changwen asked.

Mi Ling nodded.

"Uncle, would you like some more?"

Changwenjun pressed for an answer.

"What time is it? You still have the appetite to eat?"

Mi Ling suddenly slammed her hand on the table.

Changwenjun was startled by the sound, then ordered the food on the table to be removed, and dismissed his attendants.

"uncle."

"What happened?"

After the guards had gone far away, Lord Changwen personally poured Mi Ling a cup of rice wine.

"The plan to kill with praise has failed."

Mi Ling said irritably.

He thought that after making public the matter of Xu Lin's suggestion to give the method of extracting Artemisia annua to the six states of Shandong for free, those people in the six states of Shandong who were fond of fame would attack Xu Lin. Who knew that no one came to Xianyang to make a move against Xu Lin!

"uncle."

"Victory or defeat is standard issue."

Seeing that Mi Ling was very angry, Changwenjun comforted her.

"I know that victory and defeat are common occurrences in war!"

Mi Ling said sullenly.

"I'm old, and now I'm practically half-buried."

"But before I close my eyes, that brat Xu Lin must die!"

Mi Ling slammed the wine cup heavily onto the table.

He is a vengeful person, and he will repay Xu Lin a hundredfold for the humiliation he suffered in the past!
"I've recently come up with another plan."

Mi Ling said solemnly.

"Uncle, please speak."

Chang Wenjun gestured with his hand, indicating "please".

He was a civil official, so his words and actions were very refined.

Do you still remember how long the late king lived?

Mi Ling leaned back against the bookshelf and asked.

After his home was raided, he drank until midnight every day, which caused his belly to grow bigger and bigger.

"The late king seemed to have lived to be thirty-five?"

Chang Wenjun answered while thinking.

"That's right, thirty-five."

"Ying Zheng reviews memorials until late at night every day, far more diligently than the late king. Do you think he can outlive the late king?"

Mi Ling squinted and pressed for an answer.

When Changwenjun heard Mi Ling call Ying Zheng by his name, he immediately stood up and closed the doors and windows.

Even in his residence, one must be careful what one says, for who knows if there are any of Ying Zheng's people among his guards or maids?
"Uncle, be careful what you say!"

Chang Wenjun reminded him.

After speaking, he opened the hidden door and entered the secret room with Mi Ling.

"Uncle, please feel free to speak your mind."

After entering the dark room, Chang Wenjun spoke.

What Mi Ling had just said left him completely confused.

Even if Ying Zheng doesn't outlive the previous king and only lives to his early thirties, that's still about ten years. What exactly is Mi Ling trying to express?
“A new monarch brings a new court; you and I should focus our attention on the crown prince.”

Mi Ling said with a half-smile.

"Prince?"

"Your Majesty's second child hasn't even been born yet, so where would a crown prince come from?"

Chang Wenjun frowned.

“You are well-versed in the classics, so you should know better than me that most crown princes are the eldest sons.”

Mi Lingdao.

"Uncle, do you mean that the King will make Fusu the Crown Prince?"

Changwen asked.

“He must make Fusu the crown prince!” Mi Ling nodded.

"Fusu's mother was a princess of the State of Chu. If the State of Qin wanted to unify the world, it had to win over the State of Chu."

"Therefore, just as he married Mi Yu in the past, he must make Fusu the crown prince!"

Mi Ling continued.

Upon hearing this, Changwenjun nodded thoughtfully, feeling that what Mi Ling said made sense.

"Uncle, what do you intend to do?"

After a moment's thought, Changwen asked.

"Fusu is still young and needs a teacher."

"If no one teaches him, how can he be of use to you and me?"

Mi Ling smiled and asked in return.

"Uncle is wise!"

Chang Wenjun was taken aback upon hearing this, but then offered a compliment.

"Leave the matter of finding a teacher for Fusu to my nephew!"

Chang Wenjun added.

“Fusu is the eldest son and the future crown prince, so the teacher we find for him cannot be too unknown.”

"And that person must be able to serve us!"

Mi Ling solemnly instructed.

He had realized that killing Xu Lin quickly was impossible, so he placed his hopes on Fusu!
With Ying Zheng dead and Fusu, whom he supported, succeeding to the throne, Xu Lin was doomed!
"Nephew understands!"

Chang Wenjun nodded vigorously.

He then entrusted the matter to his trusted confidant.

……

More than a month later.

Xianyang, Xu Mansion.

After breakfast, Xu Lin didn't play chess with Yan Lingji. Instead, he called Li Wu, Li Ji, Yan Lingji, and Jing Ni to the backyard.

He wanted to give guidance to Li Ji, Yan Ling Ji, and others.

As his woman, my cultivation level can't be too low!
Since Li Wu and Yan Lingji were at roughly the same level of cultivation, Xu Lin had Li Wu and Yan Lingji fight first.

Xu Lin, Jing Ni, and Li Ji watched the battle.

Yan Lingji wore a fiery red dress, while Li Wu wore a deep purple dress.

In order to further improve their cultivation, neither of them held back at all.

It must be said that watching beautiful women 'fight' is a very interesting thing.

……

After a cup of tea.

Yan Ling Ji won by a narrow margin.

Upon seeing this, Xu Lin suddenly stood up and began to instruct Li Wu.

After giving her instructions, Li Wu fought Yan Ling Ji again.

This time, Yan Lingji only lasted for less than twenty rounds before being defeated by Li Wu.

Upon seeing this, Xu Lin smiled and began to instruct Yan Lingji.

The sparring continued until noon, ending with Xu Lin narrowly defeating Jing Ni with one hand.

"Go and take a shower."

Seeing that Yan Lingji and the others were sweating profusely, Xu Lin spoke up.

"it is good."

Yan Lingji nodded slightly.

……

Less than half an hour later.

Xu Lin had just finished showering when Lao Ren suddenly arrived.

Upon learning of this, Xu Lin frowned slightly, then released Li Ji's reddened earlobe and went straight to the study.

Watching Xu Lin walk further and further away, Li Ji, her face burning red, hesitated to speak.

She's just getting into the zone!
"grown ups!"

Upon seeing Xu Lin, Old Ren quickly bowed in greeting.

"What happened?"

Xu Lin waved his hand to indicate that there was no need for formalities, and then asked.

“Mi Ling has been visiting Chang Wenjun’s residence frequently lately.”

"A scholar from the State of Qi entered the residence of Lord Changwen half an hour ago."

Old Ren respectfully reported.

"A scholar from Qi?"

"what is it call?"

Xu Lin's brows furrowed slightly.

What is Changwenjun up to?
"It seems his surname is Chunyu."

Old Ren answered while thinking.

He hadn't even sent anyone to investigate the matter when he saw the Qi scholar enter Changwenjun's residence, and he came to report to Xu Lin.

"The compound surname is Chunyu?"

"Chunyu Yue?"

Xu Lin rubbed his fingers together as he spoke.

During the late Warring States period, there was only one relatively famous person with the compound surname Chunyu: Chunyu Yue, the teacher of Fusu.

With this in mind, Xu Lin instructed Lao Ren to continue monitoring secretly and not to act rashly, and to report back if there was any new information.

"promise!"

Without hesitation, Lao Ren accepted the order, bowed, and withdrew.

(End of this chapter)