Qin Dynasty: Ying Zheng is my brother, I am the Bad Commander

In the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Zhang Kai frowned, pacing back and forth in his study, appearing anxious and restless.

"Grandfather, please take a rest," Zhang Liang said softly, standing to the side and seeing his grandfather's worry.

"Rest? How can I possibly rest!" Zhang Kai sighed heavily. "Anyone with eyes can see that this case of the ghost soldiers robbing military pay was orchestrated by that scoundrel Ji Wuye! He not only embezzled 100,000 taels of military pay, but also used the opportunity to eliminate several disobedient officials in the court. Now the King is furious and has given a deadline to solve the case. That bastard Ji Wuye is pressing me relentlessly in court, and I'm afraid he'll try to push the position of presiding judge onto my head tomorrow!"

A flicker of fear and despair flashed in Zhang Kai's eyes: "If I take this case and fail to uncover the truth, His Majesty will surely punish me. But if I do uncover the truth, how could that ruthless butcher Ji Wuye let me go? The five ministers who died tragically are a stark warning!"

Just when Zhang Kai was at his wit's end and almost in a desperate situation, the mansion's steward rushed in.

"Your Excellency, there is a person outside requesting an audience, who says he can solve your current urgent problem."

"Who?" Zhang Kai asked urgently, as if grasping at a straw.

"Ninth Young Master, Han Fei."

Zhang Kai was slightly taken aback, then a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The Ninth Prince, who's addicted to alcohol? What can he do?

But at this point, with nothing to lose, Zhang Kai couldn't care less about anything else: "Quick! Quickly, invite him in!"

A moment later, Han Fei strolled leisurely into the study.

"Prime Minister Zhang, how have you been?" Han Fei smiled slightly and gave a casual bow.

Zhang Kai looked at the seemingly dissolute young master before him and said in a deep voice, "Ninth Young Master, you just said you could save me from this predicament. Is that true? This ghost soldier robbery is a bottomless pit that can kill people!"

Han Fei's smile faded, a deep glint flashing in his eyes.

He walked to the map in the study and gently traced the location of Xinzheng with his finger.

"Your Excellency, there are no ghosts or gods in this world. What exists is the human heart, which is far more terrifying than ghosts or gods. This case is one that others dare not take, but I, Han Fei, dare!"

Han Fei turned around and stared intently at Zhang Kaidi.

"Not only do I dare to take on the case, but I can also solve it within the time limit, recover the military funds, and save the Prime Minister's life and property! However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?" Zhang Kai asked in confusion.

"I urge the Prime Minister to recommend me for the position of 'Minister of Justice' in the court tomorrow!"

"Good! As long as you can solve this case, I will recommend you for the position of Minister of Justice in court tomorrow!" Zhang Kaidi breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, no matter what conditions Han Fei offered, he would at most hesitate, but in the end he would agree, because this case was a hot potato.

As for the position of Minister of Justice, it was very simple for him.

A satisfied smile curved Han Fei's lips.

"It's a deal. Your Excellency, let's prepare to watch the play."

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The next day.

The main hall of the Korean royal palace.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like it could drip water.

King An of Han slumped on his throne, his face pale and his forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.

His obese body trembled slightly, clearly terrified by the series of bizarre murders.

"Five days! Only five short days!! All the ministers I sent to preside over this case have been brutally murdered in their homes!" King Han An slammed his fist on the armrest of his throne, his voice sharp and mournful. "You bunch of useless fools! You take my salary and talk big all day long, but now that something's happened, you can't even catch a single murderer. The 100,000 taels of military pay have vanished without a trace. What will the soldiers on the border eat? What will they drink? Do I have to sell the palace to pay their wages?!"

Below the main hall, civil and military officials knelt down in unison, each one silent and trembling, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Among the trembling officials, only one stood tall and proud, like an unshakeable iron tower.

Great General Ji Wuye!

He was clad in heavy black armor, with a massive eight-foot-long sword at his waist. His rugged face bore an undisguised air of arrogance and disdain. His vulture-like eyes swept over the kneeling officials, finally settling on the Prime Minister, Zhang Kaidi.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger." Ji Wuye stepped forward, his voice resounding like a great bell throughout the hall. "This case of the ghost soldiers robbing the military pay is indeed bizarre and unpredictable. I believe that those ministers who died tragically were all killed because their birth charts were not strong enough to suppress the resentment of the old ghosts of Zheng. Now, in the court, only the Prime Minister is of high moral character and prestige, and his righteous spirit endures. If Your Majesty could appoint the Prime Minister to personally preside over the trial of this case, it would surely deter the evil spirits, uncover the truth, and recover the military pay!"

The moment Ji Wuye uttered these words, the air in the hall seemed to freeze instantly.

All eyes turned to Zhang Kaidi.

Everyone knows that this is not some important assignment at all; it's clearly Ji Wuye using someone else to do his dirty work!

The five ministers died under mysterious circumstances. If Zhang Kaidi takes on this case, his fate will definitely not be good.

"Prime Minister, what do you think?" King Han An looked at Zhang Kaidi anxiously, as if grasping at a straw. "The General is absolutely right. Prime Minister, you are a veteran of three reigns. I have the utmost confidence in entrusting this matter to you."

Because Han Fei had volunteered yesterday, Zhang Kai was not flustered at all today. He slowly raised his head, looked directly into King Han An's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, this old minister is old and frail, and lacks the energy to shoulder this heavy responsibility. However, this old minister is willing to recommend someone who is not only exceptionally talented but also well-versed in legal principles. This person will surely be able to solve this case and relieve Your Majesty's burden!"

"Oh? Whom does the Prime Minister wish to recommend?" King Han An was taken aback.

Ji Wuye raised an eyebrow, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He wanted to see what other tricks this old fox could pull.

Zhang Kai stood up, straightened his clothes, and said in a loud voice, "The person this old minister recommends is none other than the Ninth Prince, Han Fei!"

These words caused an uproar throughout the court.

"Ninth Young Master? That Ninth Young Master who just returned from Little Sage Village, who spends all his time drinking and frequenting brothels?"

"Has Your Excellency become senile? How can such important military and national affairs be entrusted to a dissolute?"

"Absurd! Utterly absurd!"

The courtiers were in an uproar, clearly not optimistic about Han Fei.

King Han An frowned as well: "Prime Minister, Fei'er... although he has studied in Sanghai for many years, he is unruly by nature and addicted to alcohol. Entrusting such a case, which concerns the life and death of our Great Han, to him is nothing short of child's play."

Just then, a clear laugh suddenly came from outside the main hall.

"Haha, since Your Excellency has recommended me, I will certainly not disappoint you."

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man dressed in purple with a wine gourd hanging from his waist walking slowly into the main hall with unhurried steps.

It was Han Fei!

He walked to the center of the hall, bowed slightly, and performed an impeccable courteous greeting: "Your subject Han Fei greets Your Majesty."

King Han An looked at Han Fei and said in a deep voice, "Fei'er, do you know the seriousness of this ghost soldier robbery case? It can kill people!"

Han Fei straightened up, his gaze clear and confident: "Father, rest assured, since I dared to accept this task, I will definitely succeed. However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

Han Fei turned around, looking directly at Ji Wuye, who was standing to the side with a gloomy face, and said, word by word, "If I can solve this case and recover the military funds within ten days, I will take up the post of Minister of Justice of the State of Han."