"What?!" The wicked husband was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped, his eyes widened like copper bells, and a huge question mark seemed to be written between his eyebrows.
After the scout's brief account, he finally understood the so-called plan of Zhang Han and the other two.
To actually do it in front of someone... that's just too embarrassing to even mention!
"By order of the Grand Commandant, Zhang Han and the other two shall each be flogged fifty times!" the wicked man roared through gritted teeth, his voice sounding as if it could shatter eardrums.
These three ignorant fools could only come up with such a clumsy scheme.
Unfortunately, it was easily seen through.
It's one thing to be exposed, but to shamelessly bring yourself up is another.
That's bad enough, but they even dared to send someone back to ask me how to deal with it?
Is this how they are taught on a regular basis?
"Hahaha..." His words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight to everyone's hearts, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
The wicked husband's face turned green; he naturally understood why they had chosen such a method.
The thirty-six tribes of the Western Regions fought against each other, yet some were also closely allied with each other. They were very hostile to outsiders, which is why the Xiongnu did not destroy them, but only accepted their submission.
The three of them simply wanted to find an excuse, a legitimate pretext for launching a military campaign, so that the other thirty-five tribes wouldn't be able to find fault with them.
The problem lies precisely in the methods used to choose excuses.
He had casually recounted some of the deeds of the Han envoys to the three of them, saying that if the Qin envoys were as ruthless as them in the future, it would save them a lot of trouble.
But I never thought of having them carry out this method in person!
Aren't they afraid that Bai Wuni will fight to the death and actually kill them on the spot?
Every person is born with a mission. These three people were entrusted with important tasks and carried his earnest expectations. He wanted to cultivate them into the future pillars of the Qin state. How could he easily put them in danger?
Ying Zheng laughed until tears almost streamed down his face. "Well, you should first think about how they should act next so you can find a suitable excuse!"
"What if something serious happens to them?"
"Besides, Wang Jian and Meng Ao are still alive. Even if they are to teach a lesson, it should be the two generals who do it!"
At this point, Ying Zheng revealed a sinister smile, as if he were enjoying watching a good show.
Your wicked husband resorts to violence, and you worry as you hit him.
When a grandfather hits his grandson, that's a different story.
At this moment, Li Si, who had been silent in the court for a long time, stood up steadily like a silent mountain. His voice was like a great bell, deep and powerful: "Your Majesty, the three of them have committed such immoral acts, which have brought shame to the Qin state and they deserve to be punished."
Before he finished speaking, everyone's eyes rained down on Li Si like arrows.
Now, he is like the last rays of the setting sun, his power has been completely devoured by his junior brother Han Fei. In recent days, he has experienced the coldness of human relationships and suffered endless ridicule.
"Your Majesty, I have a different opinion!"
Han Fei stepped forward quickly, his voice like a sharp sword piercing the sky: "We should deal with foreign tribes with swift and decisive measures. Military and national affairs are not about whitewashing peace, so how can you say it's disrespectful?"
At this point, he looked directly at Li Si, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips, as if mocking a defeated rooster: "May I ask, Your Excellency, is it more important to expand our territory, strengthen the nation, and revitalize Qin, or to gain an empty reputation among foreign tribes?"
"The Grand Commandant once said that when nations fight each other, the strong survive and the weak perish."
"Our Qin state should have a compassionate heart to govern the world and save people, but it should also have decisive and swift methods to kill!"
The wicked man was somewhat taken aback by Han Fei's change of heart. After hearing so much from him, he smiled and added, "This is called being lenient with oneself and strict with others."
"Brilliant!"
Meng Can's eyes lit up, and he praised the phrase "evil husband" to the extreme.
Be lenient with yourself and strict with others!
"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, feeling that these eight words perfectly expressed his innermost thoughts.
Just now, upon hearing what Zhang Han and the other two had done, he not only showed no remorse, but even admired them greatly.
In matters of military and national affairs, the means should be disregarded, and only the result mattered.
He felt a bit stifled even being able to play tricks on them. If the market weren't so bad right now, he wouldn't care if it was thirty-six or seventy-two; if anyone dared to say another word, the Qin wolves would surely charge straight in.
They chopped off his head, destroyed his country, and stole his woman!
He never for a moment forgot the words his wicked husband had said.
Wherever the sun, moon, mountains, and rivers reach, all becomes Qin territory!
These mountains and rivers belong to Great Qin, all the people under heaven belong to Great Qin, and every blade of grass and every tree in this world belongs to Great Qin!
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's expression suddenly turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Who doesn't know that my Qin has a wicked Grand Commandant, who is cunning, ruthless, and treacherous..."
"Your abilities are known to all, so hurry up and come up with a plan!"
Looking at Ying Zheng's face, which was full of righteous indignation, the wicked man couldn't tell whether he was praising or belittling him.
"Speak!"
Ying Zheng was somewhat speechless. "Why are you staring at me like that?"
The wicked man sighed and looked at the young talents standing at the very end of the hall. "How old are you? Do you have wives, children, or parents?"
Someone replied, "I am an orphan, all alone. May I ask what assignments the Grand Commandant has for me?"
The wicked man shook his head. "Forget about it. Your conditions aren't good enough. I'm afraid you wouldn't dare to go all in."
Seeing this, a look of dejection flashed across the young man's face, and he stepped back and remained silent.
Another person stepped forward, "Grand Commandant, I have an elderly mother and an infant child at home. Is that alright?"
The wicked man's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile, "Your conditions are not bad. What's your name? Are you willing to go to Kucha as an envoy to cause trouble... uh... I mean, to negotiate!"
The young man stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "I am honored by the Grand Commandant's high regard. I am Zhao Cha, and I am naturally willing to accept it!"
"Zhao Cha? You are simply a talent born for this!" The wicked man grinned. "Go, let the history books record the names of you and your father!"
"Grand Commandant, the rise and fall of a nation is the fate of its people, and a subject should be willing to die for his country!" The young man's eyes shone as he looked at the wicked man with fervent eyes.
The wicked man turned his head and said, "Your Majesty, Zhao Cha is the pillar of the family. If something unexpected happens to him, we must provide him with some protection, at least to ensure the survival of his family."
"That's only right. What brilliant idea does the Grand Commandant have?!" Ying Zheng also realized what was going on.
The wicked husband rubbed his chin and said carefully, "I will grant you a title and allow your children to inherit it when they come of age."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Cha could no longer sit still and cried out, "Your Majesty, Grand Commandant, Zhao Cha has no way to repay you. I will surely perish in Kucha if I go there!"
"Will this... will this work?" someone questioned.
In their view, why should an envoy lose his life just to destroy a mere Kucha?
At worst, we can deal with them when we have time later. Why rush things?
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