After the alliance was signed and the personnel lists of the four cities in Nanyang were obtained, Zhang Ji left the Han Palace first, and then handed it over to the Qin envoy in Korea, ordering him to send someone back to Xianyang, and Zhanri would arrange it. The Snare Killer secretly guards.
After completing his mission as an envoy, Zhang Ji stretched his body, but did not leave. Instead, he waited in the carriage for the Han court meeting to end, and ordered the court uniform, the envoy's banner, credentials and talismans. The person is sent back to the hotel where he is staying.
As if he still felt that it was not enough, Zhang Ji whispered a few words into Xuanjian's ear, causing Xuanjian to roll his eyes.
"I am now the first-class killer of Luowang Tianzi, not the gangster of the past. You want me to do such a sneaky thing?"
Zhang Ji rolled his eyes at Xuan Jian, wondering who would rather be a gangster a few years ago than a first-class killer in Luowang Tianzi.
"I also wanted to give your son some time to learn, and then I would let you study in a school in Xianyang. It seems... you don't need it."
"Well, since I am a first-class assassin, I naturally only follow the leader's orders and return to my old profession!"
For the sake of his son's future, Xuanjian decisively joined the army of dog-faced men and gave up his persistence.
Of course, in fact, Zhang Ji did not mention any benefits, and Xuan Jian just refused Zhang Ji playfully, but it is Zhang Ji who can now establish such a friendship with Xuan Jian that goes beyond the relationship between a leader and his subordinates. , to allow Xuan Jian to act like this.
In the palace of King Han
From the moment Han Wangan signed the covenant, Han Fei had no intention of listening to other issues at the court meeting. He just stood there blankly like a puppet.
It was not until the court meeting was over and the ministers dispersed that he came back to his senses and prepared to leave with his empty eyes, following in the footsteps of the ministers.
"Lao Jiu stays here. I have something to tell you."
Han Wangan looked at his always talkative, carefree and suave son as if he had lost his soul, and sighed secretly. In fact, he had told Han Fei to stay before leaving the court, but when he saw Han Fei like this, out of the guilt of being a father in his heart, he still did not blame Han Fei.
"My son... my son..."
Han Fei bowed, but when he opened his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything, or he didn't know what to say.
The look in Han Wangan's eyes showed disappointment, worry, resentment, and relief.
Seeing Han Fei's absent-minded look, his son, who had always been sharp-tongued, became as speechless as a stutter. Han Wangan looked at Han Fei with a rare look of kindness, sighed softly, and removed all the words. Among the palace maids and guards, only the father and son were left.
Han Wangan took off the royal crown on his head, walked down the steps, and sat down on it. For the first time in front of others, he showed his image of a king without any image of a king.
Without Tide Tide around to instill the thoughts of Mixiang's control, Han Wangan recovered a little bit of his previous energy, and his physical condition was much better than before.
"My father knows you will resent my father."
"But Lao Jiu, although you have great talents, you are not considered a wise minister. A wise minister can judge the situation and advance and retreat freely."
"Father, I remember that you were compiling a book. There seems to be a story in "Wai Chu Shuo". It is said that Zheng was buying shoes and forgot the shoe size. Instead of trying the shoes on, he went home to get the size. This way Delay, the market is over, what’s the difference between you and that Zheng man who’s buying shoes?”
"Although the State of Qin did not send a single soldier, it was not difficult for the State of Qin to scrape together the food and pay for a hundred thousand troops to conquer South Korea as long as it gritted its teeth. However, the State of Qin did not want to do this and chose to pursue fame rather than reality."
"For the sake of honor, South Korea can show off its bravery for a moment, and then the angry Qin sends troops to destroy the country? How is this different from the Zheng people who made untimely decisions and went home to get the size?"
Han Fei turned his head and looked at Han Wangan in a daze, as if he was meeting his father for the first time. Han Wangan was not surprised by his son's surprised look. He just patted the steps beside him and motioned for Han Fei to sit next to him.
"My father was very similar to you when he was young. He was full of passion and ambition. He vowed to become the master of the renaissance of Korea. To this end, he did not hesitate to cooperate with the barbarians of Chu State, destroyed Baiyue, and earned enough military merits to ascend to the throne of the prince. He will inherit the throne."
"But after ascending to the throne, my father discovered that South Korea was eaten up by rats one after another, and it also lost the iron mines and sword-making workshops in Yiyang. Only night can maintain order in South Korea, otherwise the country It will only become more chaotic.”
Han Wangan touched Han Fei's head. For the first time, he taught this son like a father who was so talented that even he was afraid of him: "As a father, I support you just to check and balance the fourth child and the night, but I never expect you to be able to Let the night fall.”
"Furthermore, my father doesn't understand. Since you have never had the idea of ascending to the throne, why don't you cooperate with Lao Si, your brother? Not only do you fight alone, but you also have to fight with Lao Si, who has the heart to compete for the throne. Opposing each other on many things.”
"You are talented, but not pragmatic enough. Your background in the royal family has made you have no need to assess the situation, and you have developed your arrogance. Even Wei Zhuang and Zhang Liang around you have never seen through their true purpose, so you have never succeeded. possibility."
Han Wangan talked a lot, as if he wanted to fulfill all the educational obligations he had not fulfilled to Han Fei over the years. He didn't know if Han Fei listened to what he said, but he hoped that Han Fei could understand his painstaking efforts.
"Let's go, pack up and enter Qin in a few days, and take Honglian with us."
Han Wangan waved his hand and signaled Han Fei to leave the palace.
Han Fei was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something when he saw Han Wangan wave his hand and said slowly: "Without your protection, what would Honglian have encountered in South Korea?"
Han Wangan's words made Han Fei's heart sink.
"My father is old and can no longer protect her. The fourth child intends to use her and Ji Yihu to get married to Ji Wuye, but my father knows that South Korea is hopeless and does not want to let his only daughter's happiness be exchanged for South Korea for a few months, or even A year or two of lingering."
"Go and think about it as a father. Maybe Qin Guoren will give you and my son a chance to meet again in the future."
Han Fei opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Maybe he misjudged his father.
Yes, the father who designed the Baiyue King and destroyed the Baiyue royal family back then, how could he be such a weak and incompetent person?
As for agreeing to join the Qin Dynasty, it may be the last thing the father did to protect his beloved son from being slaughtered in the night.
Han Fei took a deep breath, looked at the strange and distressed father in front of him, knelt down on his knees, put his hands on the ground, and knocked heavily on the ground. He did not get up for a long time, and performed a complete head-offering ceremony.
This is the farewell ceremony of a wanderer who is about to leave home and may never be able to return home or see his father again.
"Take care, dad!"
"Son, let's go!"
Han Wangan nodded and watched Han Fei turn away, his eyes slightly moist and red. In his eyes, Han Fei's back seemed to have turned back into the naughty naughty boy, growing and changing little by little as Han Fei moved away. Gotta get taller.
The distance between father and son seems to be getting farther and farther as Han Fei grows up.
After a long time, a long sigh echoed in the hall.
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PS: In fact, Han Wangan in Tianjiuli is not such a simple character. In the plot, Han Wangan asked Ji Wuye and Zhang Kaidi who should be the crown prince after the death of the prince. Afterwards, the two of them, Han Fei, Zhang Liang, and Wei Zhuang all sighed with emotion. In one sentence, Han Wangan used the proposal of establishing a prince to see clearly the alignment between the powerful ministers and the young master. Even Wei Zhuang was a little surprised by Han Wangan's method.
(End of chapter)
