Starting with ten elixirs of immortality, I led the First Emperor to rebel against the Qin Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng took off the jade pendant he was wearing at his waist.

The jade pendant is entirely black, and a lifelike five-clawed dragon is carved on it using the relief carving technique. The dragon's body is coiled, its head is raised, and it is domineering and majestic.

This black jade dragon pendant was a personal item of the Qin kings throughout history, passed down for hundreds of years, and it represented their status even better than the Imperial Seal of the State.

"Zhang Han," Ying Zheng called softly.

Zhang Han's figure appeared silently inside the hall, kneeling on one knee.

"Your subject is here."

"Go to Zhao Family Village in Lantian yourself and give this to Huan'er." Ying Zheng handed over the jade pendant.

Zhang Han respectfully accepted the jade pendant with both hands, and when he saw what it looked like, he was horrified.

Black Jade Dragon Pendant!

This...this is a keepsake that His Majesty never takes off!

His Majesty actually intends to give this item to Prince Huan?

Feng Quji, standing to the side, was also terrified.

He understood the significance of this jade pendant better than Zhang Han did.

This was no longer a reward; it was almost equivalent to handing over a portion of the monarchical power to Zhao Huan!

Has His Majesty's trust and favor towards Prince Huan reached such a level?

Ignoring their shock, Ying Zheng continued to instruct Zhang Han: "Tell him that this is a talisman that I... well, his father, specially found for him at a high price. From now on, if he encounters any fools while traveling, he can simply show them this."

"Furthermore, tell him that his rebellion is extremely costly, and that he can take this jade pendant to any government treasury within the Qin territory to withdraw funds whenever he needs them, and no one will dare to stop him."

Zhang Han felt a chill run down his spine.

Using His Majesty's personal jade pendant, they went to the government treasury to "withdraw" funds for the rebellion?

This... this is such an absurd yet domineering thing!

Under heaven, only Your Majesty could have come up with this idea, and only Your Majesty would dare to do it!

"Yes!" Zhang Han carefully put the jade pendant into his bosom and kowtowed solemnly.

"Go." Ying Zheng waved his hand.

Zhang Han's figure once again blended into the shadows and disappeared.

Inside the main hall, only Ying Zheng and Feng Quji, who were still in shock, remained.

Ying Zheng smiled with great pleasure as he looked at Feng Quji's dumbfounded expression.

"What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Feng Quji snapped out of his daze and quickly bowed, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty dares not. It's just... Your Majesty's favor towards Prince Huan is truly... unprecedented."

He simply couldn't find the right words to describe his feelings at that moment.

"Huan'er is a genius, and it is only right that I treat him well," Ying Zheng said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Feng Quji had no more doubts. He understood Zhao Huan's position in Ying Zheng's heart.

The Left Prime Minister's Residence.

After Zhao Gao finished conveying the imperial edict in a high-pitched voice, he wanted to say a few more flattering words, but Li Si coldly ordered him to leave.

"Understood, Magistrate Zhao, please take care. I won't see you off."

Seeing Li Si's undisguised expression of disgust, Zhao Gao was rebuffed and filled with doubt.

Has Li Si lost his mind? He used to be quite polite to me, though not exactly enthusiastic. Why is he acting like I'm his enemy lately?

Zhao Gao was completely baffled and could only leave dejectedly.

Only after Zhao Gao left did the disgust on Li Si's face fade.

His Majesty told him to "prepare well," and how could he not understand the implications of that?

Kong Fu? A descendant of Confucius?

Li Si sneered.

Even saints have to step aside in the face of "speechless remarks"!

"Someone come here!" Li Si stopped and called out to the door.

A man dressed as a butler immediately pushed open the door and entered: "What are your orders, Prime Minister?"

"Go to Xianyang immediately and find the best painter to come see me!" Li Si ordered in a deep voice.

"An artist?" The steward was taken aback, not understanding why the Prime Minister wanted to find an artist.

"Just go when I tell you to, stop talking nonsense!" Li Si glared at him.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll take care of it right away!"

Looking at the night outside the window, Li Si's smile grew increasingly sinister.

Zhao Family Village.

Night had fallen, and torches were lit in the courtyard.

When Zhang Han arrived.

Fusu sat dejectedly on the stone bench, seemingly still questioning the meaning of life because of what had happened during the day.

Zhao Huan, while flipping the roasted meat, offered some words of advice:

"Brother, why are you thinking so much? Just listen to that Confucian stuff and forget about it. Don't take it to heart."

"Let me tell you, the most righteous are often the lowly butchers, while the most ungrateful are often the scholars. These people talk a good game about morality, but who knows how filthy their hearts are!"

"Come on, stop thinking about it. You barely ate anything for dinner, eat something to fill your stomach. There's nothing a barbecue can't solve; if there is, then two barbecues will do!"

The aroma of roasted meat, mixed with the scents of cumin and chili, forcefully entered Fusu's nostrils, clearing his muddled mind somewhat.

Looking at Zhao Huan, and then at Bai Qi who was silent but whose eyes were sharp as knives, he suddenly stood up, bowed solemnly to Bai Qi, and his eyes were more determined than ever before.

"Old Bai, starting tomorrow, please teach me the true art of killing!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Qi's usually placid face showed surprise.

In the past, when asked to practice martial arts, Prince Fusu always made excuses, muttering "A gentleman who is not dignified will not command respect," yet he couldn't even hold a proper horse stance. Why did he actually offer to do so today?

It seems that the Confucian scholar named Kong Fu really dealt him a heavy blow!

However, this is a good thing.

As the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, if he clings to that outdated set of benevolence and righteousness, he will only harm himself and the Qin Dynasty.

Bai Qi gave Fusu a deep look and nodded.

At the entrance of the woodshed, Xu Mofu, who had been secretly watching the commotion, peeked out and sneered at the scene in the courtyard.

Confucianism has truly squandered a winning hand.

It seems that this eldest son of the Qin Dynasty is going to completely part ways with Confucianism.

Just then, Zhang Han appeared at the courtyard gate.

When Zhao Huan saw him, his eyes lit up, and he quickly waved, "Old Han, what brings you here? Where's my father?"

Zhang Han entered the courtyard, bowed to Zhao Huan, and said, "My lord is currently busy with the great cause, contacting heroes from all sides, and is truly unable to leave his post. He specially ordered me to deliver something to you, sir."

As he spoke, he took out a brocade box from his pocket and handed it over.

"My lord said that he felt guilty for not bringing you any decent gifts when he returned last time. This is a talisman he specially found for you, and he insists that you wear it close to your body."

"amulet?"

Zhao Huan took the brocade box, which felt heavy in his hand, and opened it out of curiosity.

The brocade box was lined with bright yellow silk, and a jet-black dragon-shaped jade pendant lay quietly in the center.

Under the firelight, the five-clawed dragon on the jade pendant seemed to come alive, its scales shimmering with a deep luster, and an invisible aura of majesty and dominance emanated from it.

"Wow! This thing looks pretty good!" Zhao Huan's eyes lit up, and he picked it up and examined it from all angles.

Although he didn't know much about jade, he could tell that it was definitely a good piece of jade.

While playing with the jade pendant, Zhao Huan casually asked a question.

"What else did my dad say?"