No one can tell the future. But because of the indecisive things, no one will slaughter the knife.

Li Si suggested that since Han Fei was not used by Qin, he might as well kill Han Fei and eliminate future troubles forever.

Two outstanding disciples from the same high school may have compared each other openly and secretly when they were studying. The so-called friendship between classmates has long been indifferent.

"Meng Tian, ​​Li Si suggests that I kill Han Fei, what do you think?"

Ying Zheng could have realized the state of mind of King Hui of Wei back then. Ying Zheng thought that Han Fei's talent was not as good as Li Si. King Hui of Wei back then may have viewed Shang Yang so much.

Ying Zheng admired Han Fei's talent in his heart, but he had not yet made up his mind.

"What reason will the king kill Han Fei?"

Meng Tian's heart was filled with turmoil, and he really didn't expect Li Si's suggestion.

The Legalists in the Warring States Period were quite like professional managers in later generations. When they defected to a monarch, they would make every effort to show their professional spirit. The friendship between fellow friends was completely unwilling to worry about. Li Si asked to kill Han Fei, although he had an inner jealous complex, he was also from the Qin State's standpoint.

After Shang Yang presided over the reform, he led his army to attack the Wei State and used almost the same method to deal with his former friend, Prince Cheng.

The methods of the Legalists were directly effective, but they fell into the opposite of public ethics and failed to gain a good reputation. Perhaps this is also an important reason for the infamous reputation of the Legalists in later generations.

"this······"

Ying Zheng frowned and was speechless for a moment.

After Shang Yang's reform, Qin ruled the country with law, and murder needed to find reasons for Qin's law. When King Zhaoxiang of Qin executed Bai Qi, he was still convicted of Bai Qi's refusal to obey the king's order and disrupting the morale of the army after the court of ministers.

As a Korean envoy, Han Fei was punished without guilt, which would only make the people in the world unwilling to accept it.

"Li Tingwei was worried that Han Fei would cause trouble for Qin. If the king was worried, it would be better to take Han Fei back to Xianyang in the name of asking for advice and teaching the young master."

Han Fei is such a precious master of Chinese studies. Meng Tian really doesn't want to watch him die too early, so he can only try his best to extend the length of Han Fei's life: "When the king sent his army to conquer South Korea, Han Fei would no longer have the desire to serve the country, so he gave up."

"You are right, Han Zi is a great talent, how can I not ask him for advice every day?!"

Ying Zheng tapped the index finger of his right hand, and his eyes fell on South Korea on the map, leaving only a small county. It seemed that as long as you move your finger, it could be wiped out. Even if there is a great talent like Shang Yang in South Korea, it cannot change the fate of South Korea's declining fortune.

"My son Fusu is already seven years old and just needs a master who teaches the law."

When he thought of Fusu, there was a smile in Ying Zheng's eyes. Ying Zheng did not like the queen Mi Ling from Chu, and he had no interest at all when he was lucky. However, after Fusu was born, the feeling of being a father still vividly remembered him.

I have a back!

After the smile, a hint of anger flashed between Ying Zheng's eyebrows. Mi Ling could not get Ying Zheng's care, and devoted all her thoughts to Fusu, teaching Fusu to read poetry and books well, and to learn from Huang Lao's studies that were popular in Chu, which was quite different from his father.

"You have made proper arrangements for Meng Tian, ​​Han Zi's entry into Qin. I will order him to prepare for sending troops to the Nanyang County Governor Qu Teng."

When I thought of the children of Xianyang City, Ying Zheng did not have the intention to continue wasting his time in Handan.

Seeing the destruction of Zhao State with one's own eyes, Handan was depressed, and the enemy was given the head, the aura in Zhao Ji's heart immediately dissipated. Zhao Ji's life withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, sometimes awake, sometimes confused, and the whispers in his mouth were shocked by the palace maids, eunuchs and doctors around him.

"Bear man..."

"The Yuan..."

"Xiuer..."

When the imperial physician Xia Wuqi reported to Ying Zheng, he would always sort out his clothes and tie his clothes and arrange his affairs with his disciples, for fear that Ying Zheng would be futile in anger.

The good man Zhao Ji mentioned was not a strange man, and Yuan'er and Xiu'er were the children secretly gave birth to Lao Ai and Zhao Ji in the Qinnian Palace in Yongcheng.

Ying Zheng returned to Handan with great fanfare, and wanted to recall the time when he had depended on each other with Zhao Ji. At that time, although he had no place to live and was frightened all day long, Zhao Ji hugged him and comforted him, how beautiful and how happy...

But when Ying Zheng returned to the tall and solemn Xianyang Palace, he could no longer enjoy his mother's care.

Every time when Zhao Ji is mentioned, the sensitive sadness flashing across the corner of Ying Zheng's eyes reminds Meng Tian of the psychology of later generations. The experience of lack of maternal love in the same year is deeply engraved in everyone's subconscious.

Even if this person is the noble King of Qin, he is no exception.

After leaving the royal palace in Handan, the sunshine shone out from the clouds on Meng Tian's face, sporadic.

There are many black clouds floating in the sky. Judging from the theory of Yin and Yang, such a world-wide storm seems to indicate that a big man is approaching the end of his life.

The eunuch and doctor who accompanied him received the order and began to pack up his things and prepared to set off for Xianyang.

The mother-son relationship between Ying Zheng and Zhao Ji was maintained on the surface, but in fact it had broken down. However, out of filial piety, Ying Zheng had to follow the advice of his ministers. If the Empress Dowager died in Handan and Gongsun did not say goodbye in front of him, it would be unfilial.

"Let's go to the Korean envoy's house."

Meng Bao's head was holding the horse, and it was originally heading towards Xiazhuang Military Camp. Meng Bao waved his hand and pointed to the best hotel in Dongcheng.

"Young Master, let's set off!"

The envoy of the Korean envoy lived in a guest house, and the deputy envoy Huan Ying saw that Han Fei was a little restless, so he came to urge him.

Huan Ying was an eunuch around King Han. This time he was sent to Qin State for envoys to secretly supervise Han Fei. After returning to the country, he reported to King Han. When they set out to Xianyang, they were halfway through and learned that King Qin had gone to Handan, and then turned to Handan.

In Handan City, Qin soldiers could be seen everywhere, and the killing aura was visible between his eyebrows and eyes. Huan Ying's little heart pounded violently every day. He wished he would leave Handan as soon as possible, and he didn't want to stay with the Qin people at all.

There is no gentle temperament at all.

Deep down, Huan Ying gave the Qin people such an evaluation.

"Let's go, when I go back this time, I'll prepare to welcome the Qin army..."

Han Fei sighed. When there were fewer people, his stuttering problem seemed to be cured, and he was no longer as embarrassed as Qiqiai Ai.

How could Han Fei’s fate be foreseeable with Han Fei’s intelligence? It was just that the huge feeling of powerlessness that arose in his heart made his mood fall to the bottom and he could not see a trace of light.

When you sat in the carriage where the messenger was sitting, Han Fei opened the bamboo slips in his hand, and smiled bitterly: Han Fei, Han Fei, you are so arrogant that you are very talented, but you can't persuade King Han, nor can you convince King Qin...

As soon as the car left the city gate, Huan Ying's breath had not finished, he heard the sound of a horse coming from behind. When he looked back, he saw the leading cavalry, black-clad black armor, long sword on his waist, skillful riding skills, bright moon, starry eyebrows, and extraordinary heroic.

Meng Tian saw Han Fei in the car from afar and felt relieved. Han Fei was Han Fei and he was not alert to the mission. If it were a person like Zhang Yi, he would have already left Handan quietly at night at lightning.

With a casual wave of the whip, Meng Tian turned toward Han Fei, who was surprised, shouted:

"Han Zi, please stay!"
Chapter completed!