Chapter 211 Persuading Surrender
Before the king left, he only instructed that Prince Fusu be sent back to his own palace after he woke up. Now that the prince has gone back by himself, it seems that they don’t need to say anything more, just follow him!
When Fusu saw them catching up, he thought his father had sent people to capture him. His face immediately fell, "I will apologize to my father. Don't follow me."
He has to go back quickly to coax Ziying!
If Ziying wakes up and doesn't see him, he will definitely be anxious.
"This servant has to take the young master back."
Huh? Aren't they here to arrest him? So he probably didn't do anything last night?
Since they were not here to arrest him, Fusu was no longer nervous and was extremely happy. He thought his father must have been coaxing him yesterday!
The little guy seemed to be bubbling with beauty. If he had a tail, it would probably have been thrown into the sky by now.
When Fusu rushed back, Ziying was still sleeping soundly with his butt sticking up.
He poked Ziying's face and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of guilt!
After leaving the court, Ying Zheng did not return directly to the Qin Palace, but went to Han Fei's current residence.
Yu Jiao was taking Han Fei's pulse, frowning and sighing, "I've been treating you these past few days, but you haven't seen any improvement. It's all because you've been worrying too much, and your internal organs have been damaged. Since you're worried about Han Guo, you should take better care of yourself!"
"I am just a doctor, I can't cure this heart disease. If you can't let it go, even if Bian Que were alive, he couldn't save you!"
Yu Jiao had known Han Fei for a long time. When Han Fei first entered Canglang Pavilion, he was his doctor.
Yu Jiao understood Han Fei's physical condition very well. This kind of heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Even if he prescribed more medicine, Han Fei's condition would not improve. At most, it could only prevent his condition from getting worse.
Han Fei's face was as pale as paper, and his already thin body looked even more haggard.
He thought he could hold on until the King of Qin returned, and in fact he did wait until the King of Qin returned to the palace, but now he didn't even have the strength to walk out of the door.
Han Fei coughed up blood and propped himself up to sit up. This simple action had already exhausted all his strength.
He knew that he had to see the King of Qin while he could still speak and move.
"Help me put on my clothes and take me to see the King of Qin."
Zhang Liang's eyes were slightly red as he lay down in front of Han Fei's bed. "Teacher, I will go to see the King of Qin for you. I will convince him to keep my people from the Han royal family! You should have a good rest!"
Han Fei gasped for breath and started coughing again.
"Han Feizi is so anxious to see me, what's the matter?" Ying Zheng's voice came from outside the house, and his tall figure blocked the light outside the house.
After returning to Xianyang from Handan, Ying Zheng heard that Han Fei was taken to Xianyang by Fusu, but Han Fei did not come to see him, so he was too lazy to pay attention.
As he had thought before, once Han was conquered by him, Han Fei would naturally have no choice but to surrender to Qin.
He thought Han Fei was playing tricks on him, but when he met Han Fei today, he realized that Han Fei was really seriously ill.
"Why are you so ill, sir?" Looking at Han Fei's haggard face, Ying Zheng's heart sank and he couldn't help but sigh.
Han Fei finally met the King of Qin. He was a little excited, and a little color appeared on his face. "Greetings, King Qin."
"Sir, there's no need to be so polite! I was negligent. I didn't realize you were so seriously ill!"
Ying Zheng really liked Han Fei. Although he once thought of killing Han Fei, he regretted it the moment the order was passed down. Fortunately, Han Fei did not die.
He thought Han Fei would wait until he conquered the Kingdom of Han, and then use threats and inducements to force it to surrender, but he never thought that Han Fei might not be able to wait until that time.
Han Fei's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the young king. "I have something I want to discuss with the king."
Ying Zheng held Han Fei's skinny hand, his face showing reluctance, "Sir, what do you want to say?"
"Now that the king has conquered Zhao, will Han be his next target?"
Hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression turned slightly colder. "Is this all you want to say?"
Apart from the small Kingdom of Han, didn't Han Fei have anything else he wanted to say to him, such as the new Qin Law he compiled with his own hands, or how to save him.
"Your Majesty, listen to me. Han cannot withstand the Qin army. Please, Your Majesty, spare my life. I am willing to personally persuade them to surrender!"
Ying Zheng loosened his grip, his eyelids twitching violently. He said angrily, "How can you leave Xianyang City in your current state? Besides, I've said I will never let you go back."
"If I cannot go, my students can do it for me."
Han Fei knew that he would never make it back to Han, but as long as the King of Qin agreed, he would find the right person to go to Han and persuade the King.
Zhang Liang is Zhang Xiang's son and also his apprentice. As long as Zhang Liang brings his blood letter back to the Kingdom of Han, the King of Han will definitely meet him.
Only then did Ying Zheng turn his attention to another strange young man in the room.
Zhang Liang's appearance first attracted Ying Zheng's attention. After all, such a handsome man is rare in this world. In addition, he has an extraordinary demeanor, and can indeed be called a handsome man.
It is not impossible for Han Fei to not return to the Kingdom of Han but only let his apprentice go back.
If he could take over South Korea without any effort, that would be a good thing for him. As for the other demands put forward by Han Fei, it would depend on his mood after South Korea is gone.
"Are you sure he can convince the King of Han?"
Han Fei coughed lightly, suppressing his physical discomfort. "Zhang Liang is the son of Prime Minister Zhang. His knowledge is as great as mine, and he is also eloquent. No one is more suitable than him."
This man actually received such high praise from Han Fei, Ying Zheng couldn't help but look at Zhang Liang a few more times.
He had heard of the Zhang family, who had produced three prime ministers of the Kingdom of Korea and were a prominent family in the country. However, since the death of Zhang Ping, the Zhang family seemed to have produced no outstanding talents.
If Zhang Liang really has talent, he can be recruited for his own use.
Zhang Liang noticed that the King of Qin had been examining him, so he lowered his head and made no sound.
Today is the first time that the King of Qin meets him, but it is not the first time that he meets the King of Qin.
Zhang Liang tightened his fists slightly under his sleeves, and a rare sense of uneasiness arose in his heart.
Ying Zheng finally withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Han Fei. "I trust the talents you recommended, sir. However, this matter concerns the diplomatic relations between our two countries, so I need to consider it."
"I just heard that you are ill due to worry. I hope you will take good care of yourself. The future of Korea now depends entirely on you. If you are gone, how can I find such a great talent as you from Korea?"
Han Fei sighed inwardly, "I understand!"
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