Zhang Ji got on the luxurious carriage that drove out from the Han Palace and slowly set off towards the palace under the escort of the Imperial Army.
The carriage drove smoothly. After all, this was Xinzheng, the capital of Han Dynasty, and the roads in the city were still very smooth. Moreover, the carriage was not traveling very fast. Even though there were imperial troops clearing the way, this was the northern city of Xinzheng.
Beicheng is where the Han Palace is located, and the surrounding mansions are either the royal family's children or the homes of powerful people. Even if the imperial army clears the way, it is not easy to offend some noble people in the past. Moreover, Zhang Ji's residence is in Beicheng, only two streets away from the Han Palace.
Arriving at the palace gate, Zhang Ji got off the carriage and stepped into the palace gate.
Listening to the sound of the heavy palace door closing behind him, walking in this long passage, looking at the high walls and sentry towers on both sides, Zhang Ji had a feeling that hundreds of crossbowmen would appear on the high walls on both sides at any time. Feeling like this, I couldn't help but subconsciously press the Zhanlu Sword on the left side of my waist.
Unlike later generations, during the Warring States Period, all countries except Qin did not restrict ministers, envoys from other countries, and scholars from carrying swords to the palace.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there were frequent wars. From the common people to the knights and knights, to the powerful princes, everyone practiced martial arts. China's unique martial arts culture and sword culture also made the sword a status symbol.
Therefore, in the court halls of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, it was often seen that civil and military ministers would become red-faced due to disagreements over political opinions, and would fight each other with fists and kicks, or pull out swords to threaten each other, or even even dance with swords and chop each other in the hall. Even at the beginning of the Western Han Dynasty, there was a "grand occasion" of drawing swords and hitting pillars.
Therefore, there are typical cases where Cao GUI, Lin Xiangru, Mao Sui, etc. drew their swords in court to threaten the princes of a country. Of course, the most typical and unlucky case among them was Han Aihou, the ancestor of Han Wangan.
During his reign, this promising king who greatly improved grain production, commercial taxation, and industrial levels, destroyed the Zheng State, and moved the capital to Xinzheng, died because of the fight between his minister Yan Sui and the Han puppet. Yan Sui sent him to assassinate Han. An accidental injury by the puppet Nie Zheng.
Despite this, the Han Palace still could not help carrying swords, but only increased the number of forbidden troops.
Pressing the hilt of the Zhanlu Sword at his waist, Zhang Ji felt that the tension in his heart had dissipated a lot, but he still did not relax his guard. He glanced around, thinking about what if someone really arranged hundreds of crossbows above his head. Hands, which position is safer for him to retreat to, how long can he probably pass through this long and narrow passage, and other issues.
Unknowingly, Zhang Ji finally passed through the passage and saw the real Han Palace!
It has to be said that although South Korea is the weakest country among the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, a lot of manpower and material resources were definitely spent on the construction of the palace. The huge palace demonstrates South Korea's majesty as a "hero". This is indescribably gorgeous and luxurious, but this is also the last stubbornness of South Korea as a great country.
Zhang Ji took a deep breath and continued to move forward with a chamberlain, but instead of entering the main hall of King Han's palace, he entered a side hall.
This is not surprising. After all, in the eyes of Han Wangan, he is just an ordinary scholar, no different from a commoner. Of course, he is not qualified to use the main hall specially used for court meetings, receiving foreign envoys and holding banquets.
Even if Zhang Ji was not a scholar, Han Wangan would not even use the side hall, and would just find a corner in the back garden.
"Zhang Ji from Wei has met the King of Han."
Zhang Ji bowed to King Han and lowered his head slightly.
Han Wangan, who was on the throne, slowly stood up with the help of the chamberlains on both sides, and symbolically cupped his hands to show his courtesy.
During the Warring States Period, kneeling was not popular. When princes and kings met ministers, envoys, and scholars, they had to bow before bowing and express respect for each other based on the number of steps the princes and kings walked down. The same goes for calling Qin Wangzheng.
However, Han Wangan obviously had no respect for him and did not step down even one step at all.
Zhang Ji was not angry at all. After all, he was an unknown ordinary scholar today. In principle, it was an honor to be summoned by Han Wangan.
Zhang Ji raised his head and looked at Han Wangan, looking at his huge beer belly. His fat body was only able to sit down safely with the help of two chamberlains.
He couldn't help but feel funny in his heart. No wonder he chose two chamberlains instead of asking the palace maids to stand on both sides. He felt that he was too heavy and afraid that the palace maids would not be able to support him.
Han Wangan put his hands on the throne and put one hand on his chin, looking at Zhang Ji.
A handsome young man, nothing more.
His own Lao Jiu actually told him that he was an extraordinary person, but he couldn't see what was special about Zhang Ji besides his handsome appearance. Could it be that Zhang Ji had been drinking and having fun with him, so he said that he was an extraordinary person?
Thinking that Lao Jiu, who once had high hopes from everyone, had turned into such a disappointing look, Han Wangan became increasingly impatient. With his other hand, he waved to a chamberlain not far away, indicating that he would Hu Meiren called.
Not long after, a woman walked up, wearing a shoulderless dress, with her smooth and white shoulders and jade arms exposed. She had a graceful figure and light steps. The phoenix hairpin on her head made a sweet sound with every step she took.
"Meet the King."
Hu Meiren bowed gracefully, and as she leaned forward, her shoulderless pink dress seemed to reveal a hint of plumpness on her chest, intentionally or unintentionally. Han Wangan seemed to be used to it and didn't think there was anything wrong. He completely forgot that there was an outsider here.
Zhang Ji, who was standing in the center of the side hall, naturally saw the magnificent spring light and couldn't help but feel a little hot inside.
If he just saw the beauty of an ordinary woman, Zhang Ji, who had read countless movies in his previous life, would hardly have any strange reaction, but this is Hu Meiren!
First of all, her youthful and charming face is a big plus.
Secondly, as Mrs. Hu’s younger sister, Hu Meiren’s faces are somewhat similar, but their similar faces reveal dignified beauty and charming temperament respectively, and they are even more elegant than a mature woman like Mrs. Hu. Nearly a standard size in size, this sense of contrast gave Zhang Ji a certain visual impact.
Finally, it is because of the identity of the other party.
Mrs. Hu's sister can barely be regarded as her sister-in-law, and more importantly, she is Han Wangan's beauty!
What he caught a glimpse of was the beauty of his sister-in-law and the woman of the dignified King of Han!
The blessing of a sister-in-law's status is already disturbing. Coupled with Han Wangan's status as a concubine, plus the first two reasons, it would be difficult for a normal man not to have some inexplicable impulses.
I really want to run away with my sister-in-law!
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