People in the Qin Dynasty sought good fortune and avoided misfortune.

Chapter 176, The Classics Interpret Myself: Han Yu's Grief and Indignation

The Mohists and Confucians were known as the two most prominent schools of thought in the world, and were seen as either black or white.

Because of their equal status and conflicting core beliefs, their relationship could hardly be described as that of brothers; they were certainly capable of stabbing each other in the back when they met.

Even so, faced with Xu Qing's abstract explanation of benevolence and righteousness, Boss Han opened his mouth several times as if to speak, but in the end, he only managed to offer a reminder.

"Imperial Physician, you can say this to me privately. Don't let anyone else know, especially those old fogies from the Confucian school," Han Laoda said to Xu Qing with a complicated expression.

"You are not a fish, how can you know the joy of a fish? They are not me, so how could they know the benevolence and righteousness in my heart?" Xu Qing said indifferently.

Seeing Xu Qing's nonchalant expression, Boss Han's lips twitched twice.

The Confucian disciples used Daoist sayings to explain their distorted interpretations of Confucianism, leaving the rough and uncultured Han speechless for a moment.

However, he was very clear about one thing: Xu Qing had distorted the two most core Confucian concepts in such a way that if the Confucianists knew this, even if they didn't fight him to the death, they would certainly criticize him verbally and in writing.

Xu Qing's interpretation of these two words is no less significant to Confucianism than the collapse of ritual and music.

Han Laoda didn't understand the affairs of scholars, so he looked at Han Qiancheng, who was divided into two and had a benevolent heart, and changed the subject.

"Imperial Physician, what should we do with this virtuous man's body? Should we just leave it here?" Boss Han asked.

Although Xu Qing's method of splitting Han Qiancheng in two was a bit cruel, Han Qiancheng didn't feel anything about it. The other party wanted to assassinate Xu Qing first, so whatever happened to him after falling into Xu Qing's hands was his own fault.

"I'll leave it here; it's a gift from me to Han Yu."

Xu Qing walked to Han Qiancheng at point 2.5, used the Lingxu Sword to open his outer garment, and found the corner of the garment where Han Qiancheng had written his name earlier.

Although the hem of the garment was stained with blood and no other visible parts, Xu Qing still cut it off and took it with him.

This is what he learned from He Guanzi: better safe than sorry. You can never be too careful. Who knows if there are any ways to decipher this kind of handwriting in this treacherous world?

The reason for splitting Han Qiancheng in two was not because Xu Qing had a sudden whim to bestow a name upon the other, but specifically for Han Yu to see.

Everyone in Xinzheng knew how important Han Qiancheng was to Han Yu. It could be said that Han Qiancheng was the person Han Yu relied on most after he became crippled.

The tragic death of such a trusted confidant before his eyes would be a tremendous blow to Han Yu's already fragile and somewhat altered psyche, and would definitely drive him toward psychological distortion—which is exactly what Xu Qing wants.

Given Han Yu's identity and status, Xu Qing was destined not to kill him directly, unless he abandoned everything he had accumulated in South Korea, left Hu Meiren, Madam Mingzhu, Zi Nu and others, and fled to Taiyi Mountain to live a life of hardship.

As someone with some of the common male flaws, Xu Qing was willing to give up everything he had now.

His idea was to wait until the fall of Korea, then use his accumulated wealth to lead everyone to live the life of a rich man, and contribute to population growth whenever he had free time.

However, Han Yu is the biggest obstacle to his peaceful life, so he must find an opportunity to force the other party to make a mistake, or get rid of him with the help of others.

"I reckon if Fourth Young Master Han Yu saw this, he'd be seriously ill at the very least," said the eldest brother of the Han family.

"Han Yu's men are coming soon, let's retreat!"

Xu Qing flicked the Lingxu Sword, and the bloodstains on the blade fell into the scabbard with a thud.

Han Laoda glanced at the two Han Qiancheng again, his mind still replaying the two sentences Xu Qing had just said.

"Why does it suddenly seem to make some sense? After all, Confucius, the founder of Confucianism, wasn't exactly a saint either."

Han Laoda shook his head, hoping to forget this abstract interpretation, but the more he tried to forget, the more he felt that Xu Qing's two sentences, though rough in words, were not unreasonable.

If you are unkind, don't blame me for splitting you in two; if you are unjust, don't blame me for smashing your head into my chest.

"gone."

Xu Qing used his internal energy to erase the traces of the battle around him, especially the traces left by his use of the Autumn Water Technique.

Han Laoda followed Xu Qing into the depths of the woods. After the two left, the guards who came to chase after Han Qiancheng finally arrived.

As the guards looked at the two halves of a man torn apart on the open ground, at the clothes on the corpses and the sword beside them, a terrible thought arose in their minds.

The group nervously stepped forward to examine the body's appearance. Although Han Qiancheng had been cut in two, Xu Qing had not disfigured him.

"This...this is Young Master Qiancheng?"

"Who could have committed such a heinous act, using such cruel methods!"

"How could Young Master Qiancheng have ended up like this? What if the Fourth Young Master finds out?"

The group exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether to report the incident to Han Yu, given the corpse on the ground. They could already guess what outrageous thing Han Yu would do upon seeing Han Qiancheng's body.

"Leave two people to protect Young Master Qiancheng's body. The rest of you come back with me and tell the Fourth Young Master the news," said the older man.

"Yes."

Two guards stayed behind to watch over the body, while the rest returned.

Looking at Han Qiancheng, who had been split in two, the guards' eyes were filled with sympathy. They could not imagine how painful and cruel the process must have been for Han Qiancheng to end up like this.

"I hope the Fourth Young Master can accept it."

"Maybe."

The two remained silent and began guarding Han Qiancheng's body.

On the other side, Han Yu was anxiously waiting for the guards to return in the carriage. His bad premonition grew stronger, and he felt that something bad was going to happen.

"Fourth Young Master, they're back." Upon hearing this, Han Yu immediately lifted the carriage curtain. Seeing the guards returning with strange expressions, he was startled, and his bad premonition reached its peak.

"Where's Qiancheng? Why are only a few of you back?" Han Yu asked in a deep voice.

The men exchanged glances, and it was the older guard who stepped forward and spoke.
"Fourth Young Master, something has happened to Young Master Qiancheng, he..."

Upon hearing this, Han Yu felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His vision went black for a moment, and he managed to grab the window to keep from falling.

"Where is Qiancheng? Take me there quickly!" Han Yu said anxiously, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"Are you sure you want to go?" the guard asked.

"Take me there quickly!"

"Yes."

The coachman drove the carriage forward, following behind the guards. The other guards and Han cavalry also followed behind the carriage, protecting Han Yu.

Soon, the large group of people arrived near Han Qiancheng's body. Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, Han Yu anxiously jumped off the carriage, almost falling to the ground.

After being helped up by the guards, Han Yu walked quickly toward Han Qiancheng's body. Looking at Han Qiancheng, who had been cut in two on the ground, Han Yu stood there dumbfounded.

The stench of blood assaulted Han Yu's nostrils. Han Qiancheng's internal organs, mixed with blood, lay scattered on the ground, half of his face showing a look of terror.

The guards behind him were also used to death, but seeing Han Qiancheng's cruel end, they all showed expressions of sympathy and horror, and those with weaker constitutions even felt nauseous.

"Who?! Who killed Qiancheng?!"

Han Yu no longer cared about his posture; his body was hunched over as he pointed at the corpse and roared furiously with a ferocious expression.

Upon seeing this, the guards on both sides quickly stepped forward to help Han Yu up.

"Fourth Young Master, please accept our condolences. All traces around have been destroyed, and there are no clues left," one of them said.

"Then investigate! We must find out who killed Qiancheng!" Han Yu shouted with grief and indignation.

Looking at Qian Cheng's unrecognizable corpse, Han Yu was filled with grief and indignation. His anger surged, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His vision went black, and he collapsed, supported by two guards.

"Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master!"

"Quickly, send the Fourth Young Master back to the city!"

Upon seeing Han Yu faint, the guards rushed forward and carried him into the carriage, but a few people remained to guard Han Qiancheng's body, waiting for someone to take it back.

As Han Yu's troops hurriedly returned to Xinzheng, news of Han Yu's assassination attempt and subsequent unconsciousness, as well as the death of Han Qiancheng, quickly spread. The news that Han Qiancheng had been cleaved in two, in particular, caused a huge uproar.

In Xinzheng, at a medicine shop.

Xu Qing was leisurely drinking tea, showing no signs of having just killed someone, while a group of merchants were flattering him.

As they were talking, a eunuch led a group of people and hurriedly ran into the pharmacy.

Upon seeing the leisurely Xu Qing, he immediately called out.
"Imperial Physician, come with me quickly, the King urgently summons you."

Upon hearing the eunuch's words, the surrounding medicine merchants quickly made way for him, looking at him in astonishment.

Xu Qing also stood up from his seat and addressed the surrounding pharmaceutical merchants.

"His Majesty has issued a decree, so I must take my leave now."

"Respectfully seeing off the Imperial Physician."

Xu Qing followed the eunuch out of the pharmacy and asked the anxious-looking eunuch...
"What has happened that Your Majesty has summoned me so urgently?"

"It's the Fourth Prince. The Fourth Prince has been attacked and has fainted. His Majesty has already gone to the Fourth Prince's residence and sent me to invite you to come and examine the Fourth Prince," the eunuch said.

"Okay, let's go quickly then."

"promise."

Xu Qing climbed into the carriage, and the coachman drove it towards the Fourth Young Master's residence, with the eunuch and his entourage following closely behind.

Inside the carriage, Xu Qing smiled; Han Yu's situation was roughly as he had predicted. The brutal deaths of his right-hand men were undoubtedly difficult for Han Yu to accept.

"Han Qiancheng is dead, Han Yu, who can you rely on now?" Xu Qing thought to himself.

Soon the carriage arrived at the gate of the Fourth Young Master's residence. Xu Qing got out of the carriage and walked straight into the residence. When the guards at the gate saw that it was Xu Qing, they did not stop him too much and even took the initiative to lead the way for him.

After passing through several courtyards, Xu Qing arrived at Han Yu's room.

At this time, there were already quite a few people standing in the room, including Han Wang An, Ji Wuye, and Zhang Kaidi.

The expressions of the group varied. Han Wang'an looked nervous, Zhang Kai remained calm and composed, and Ji Wuye, while also showing nervousness towards Han Yu, seemed more gloating.

"Your subject Xu Qing greets Your Majesty, General, and Prime Minister," Xu Qing said, bowing to them.

"No need for formalities, go and check on the Fourth Prince's condition quickly," Han Wang An shouted anxiously.

"promise."

Xu Qing rolled up her sleeves and walked toward the bed. The doctor who was taking Han Yu's pulse got up and made way for Xu Qing when he saw her arrive.

(End of this chapter)