The candles in the bedroom were lit at some point.
King Zhao Daoxiang and Li Mu looked at each other silently before they both took a liking to Qu Zheng.
"I wonder what Qu Qing thinks?"
When Qu Zheng looked at King Zhao Daoxiang who was smiling, he knew that his guess was probably correct.
Things in officialdom are always the dirtiest and the most involved.
If you bet right, you will soar to the sky and there will be no stop; if you bet wrong, you may even die and your soul will be scattered.
If Qu Zheng couldn't come up with anything, he would probably die and be of no use other than giving Le Jian a chance to vent his anger.
If anything useful is said, it will be unclear who died.
"I believe that there is no reason for our Zhao State to engage in internal friction. After all, they are all people who contribute to our country, and there is no need for them to fight to the death..."
King Zhao Daoxiang's expression paled as he listened to Qu Zheng's words. Although he was still smiling, one could still feel that the atmosphere around him was not as intense as before.
However, he still did not interrupt Qu Zheng's words. After all, kung fu had to be practiced in full. It would not look good if he stopped halfway.
Qu Zheng naturally sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and also knew that King Zhao Daoxiang was somewhat annoyed, so he did not dare to dawdle and cut out whatever foreshadowing he could:
"...The general bravely fought against the tyrannical Qin for the sake of his country and his people. Even though his arms were broken and his life was taken, he never yielded..."
King Zhao Daoxiang did not hear the rest of the words clearly, but he heard this paragraph particularly clearly.
I also know that this song will have to stay.
Qu Zheng's words were also what Li Mu had discussed with King Zhao Daoxiang.
If Qu Zheng was caught by Le Jian when he entered the city, the so-called "tyrannical Qin" would naturally not happen. If he was not caught, this set of rhetoric would naturally be used.
With Le Jian's intelligence, he would indeed feel that there was something strange about Le Cheng's death, but he would never say it out loud.
This is Li Mu's confidence, and it is also the reason why King Zhao Daoxiang dared to do this.
After all, the one who died was just a cousin. No matter how good their relationship was, he had to endure it and accept that it was Qin who "killed" Le Cheng.
As long as Le Jian did not intend to die together with him, he would never rebel, nor would he use this matter as an excuse to cause trouble.
Although Le Jian controlled a large number of troops in Handan, it was absolutely impossible for him to kill King Zhao Daoxiang and Li Mu in an instant. It would take at least several days of fierce fighting before he could barely break through the royal city.
Who knows, Li Mu might even kill him.
After all, although the Huns are now very powerful, they are extremely mobile and cannot be easily wiped out.
But Li Mu could. Not only did he capture all the Xiongnu in one fell swoop, he also made them afraid to go south for several years. They could only rely on the border markets to barely survive and had to pay tribute to the State of Zhao.
It can be seen from this that Li Mu's military ability is far beyond the reach of his peers.
If Le Cheng were still alive, he could still try to hold on, but now that Le Cheng is gone, he can only compromise honestly and find a good way out for the future.
Although he cannot escape the reckoning in the future, it does give him some extra time, enough for him to prepare a retreat and escape at any time.
Speaking of which, King Zhao Daoxiang listened to Qu Zheng's words in a daze, just looked at Qu Zheng with a smile, and then asked:
"What Mr. Qu said makes sense, but I have a question. I wonder if Mr. Qu could answer it?"
Qu Zheng knew that this was all a show, and it was considered as recognition of him. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he replied with a worried look on his face: "Your Majesty, please speak."
"Isn't this general still alive? I just saw him jumping around with his eyes open!"
Le Cheng had been lying obediently on the ground since he arrived. He knew that whether he jumped or not, he would probably die.
But he also felt a little lucky, hoping that King Zhao Daoxiang would spare his life because he was so honest.
Now that Qu Zheng had finished speaking, and looking at King Zhao Daoxiang's intention, he knew that he was probably going to die, so he didn't care about it anymore. However, his mouth was blocked, and his curses were choked.
Qu Zheng seemed not to hear Le Cheng's movements. He looked at King Zhao Daoxiang with a puzzled expression and said, "Is it possible that Your Majesty is so sad after hearing the news of the general's death that he is hallucinating?
Or is it that the spirit of the General is still here, and after hearing what I have said about the cruel Qin who persecuted him, he is filled with indignation and wants to tell the King about it?"
After saying that, Qu Zheng squeezed out two tears, and sadness filled his face.
King Zhao Daoxiang laughed heartily upon hearing this. He felt that Qu Zheng before him was very pleasing to the eye. He did not hesitate any longer, nor did he ask the musicians who were dancing in the audience. He invited the two to go to the back to drink.
"Mr. Qu understands my feelings. Please have someone collect the General's body, and then follow me to the back to mourn for him!"
Qu Zheng responded, changed his expression to be obedient, and followed King Zhao Daoxiang.
Li Mu walked down and came to Le Cheng's side. Looking at the angry face, he didn't care and gently placed his hands on Le Cheng's neck. With a twist, he died.
Le Cheng groaned, and stopped sobbing. He just walked away with his eyes wide open and an angry face.
Li Mu also had a calm expression on his face. He slowly closed Le Cheng's eyes, waved to his left and right, and followed King Zhao Daoxiang to the rear.
As for Le Cheng's death, someone will naturally take care of it.
The attendants on both sides carried her out obediently and took her downstairs to put on makeup and create a good impression, so as to deceive the audience.
At this time, Ying Zheng was still wandering on the road. Although he avoided the city and took the small road, he was not walking too fast. Now he had just arrived in Luoyang.
The big tiger ate everything. Although it was a little dry, it could at least smell the meat, so it was a change of diet.
During the past two days, Ying Zheng had been staying in the carriage, discussing the so-called "national policy" with Han Fei and Li Si, but now the two of them were a little restrained.
Ying Zheng's situation was really special.
His own unparalleled power, coupled with some exaggerated legends from various countries, made it seem that this child, who was about to turn thirteen, had some kind of infinite divine power.
Some even claimed that Ying Zheng alone could unify the world.
This made the two of them unclear about this person's temperament and the kind of talents he needed.
If it were an ordinary monarch, he would naturally be treated normally, no more or less, and he would quietly rely on the monarch's support to carry out all his reforms.
Promote your own ideas, implement your own politics and laws, make this country prosperous, and realize your own ideals.
This is what every Legalist, or every disciple of the Hundred Schools of Thought, wants to do.
It’s just that Ying Zheng is different, which leads to some differences in their approaches.
Without the support of the monarch, no matter how talented they are, it is just empty talk.
Ying Zheng didn’t care about what the two people were thinking now. He was chatting with Chen Xuan.
And Chen Xuan now asked him an extremely serious question:
"Zheng, there are two ghosts entwined around you, one red and one bloody. I wonder which one you will choose?"
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