Qin Dynasty: Starting with clinging to Zhao Ji's thigh

Chapter 147 Famous Masters, Yin-Yang Masters

"General Ji has the country and the people at heart, and he is concerned about the world. I admire his lofty aspirations."

"If General Ji can truly persuade the King of Han to cede Nanyang, I will certainly ask my brother, the King, to recommend the general for credit."

Ying Jing always wore a gentle smile, which made people feel comfortable and close to him.

"Haha, with Lord Changxin's words, this general is relieved!"

Having gotten the answer he wanted, Ji Wuye left with a heart full of joy and laughter.

Ying Jing's gaze was deep as he watched Ji Wuye's departing figure, remaining silent for a long time.

"Ji Wuye left with a smile on his face; it seemed that the master had a very pleasant conversation with him?"

Yan Lingji's graceful figure arrived with a streak of fire, moving at an extremely fast speed.

Clearly, she rushed back as soon as she saw Ji Wuye leave.

Ying Jing glanced at her sideways, sat down by the pavilion, and said calmly, "He has sent a great gift, so I cannot turn a blind eye to it."

"What's so good about that little girl..."

Yan Lingji bit her red lips and snuggled into Ying Jing's arms, sitting on his lap.

Two soft, jade-like arms tightly encircled Lord Changxin's waist, wishing they could immediately become one with him.

Yan Lingji might not care about other things, but Ji Wuye's direct delivery of a beauty really provoked her.

"What are you thinking? This isn't the big gift I was talking about."

Ying Jing shook his head and patted Yan Lingji's plump and pert buttocks: "The great gift I'm talking about is Nanyang."

The beautiful woman in his arms seemed to go limp, her eyes glistening with tears.

But upon suddenly hearing these words, Yan Lingji immediately snapped back to reality: "Has Ji Wuye gone mad?"

"Wait, is he going to defect to the Qin state?"

Ying Jing remained calm: "If he truly possesses such courage, I will have to think more highly of him."

Surrendered generals are certainly not well-regarded and will not have a good reputation.

In contrast, those who betray their country before even fighting are even more disliked and have a worse reputation.

Ji Wuye understands this principle!

However, Ji Wuye's refusal to directly submit to the Qin state was not because he cared about his reputation.

"Power can sometimes be a shackle."

Ying Jing sighed softly.

In South Korea, Ji Wuye could control everything.

However, if he were to go to the Qin state, even if he were to survive by chance, his status would surely plummet.

The strongest general in Korea in a century? He wouldn't even rank among the top generals in Qin!

Even without Han Fei's sense of national responsibility, Ji Wuye would definitely do everything he could to keep the state of Han from falling, for the sake of his own status and power.

Therefore, they are only trying their best to maintain the situation.

When things truly reach a point of no return, Ji Wuye will not be buried with the state of Han.

His visit to Ying Jing was to leave himself a way out.

"Everyone only knew Ji Wuye as greedy and licentious, but no one expected that this muscular brute would also have such a scheme."

Yan Lingji's eyes sparkled with wonder. Ying Jing's ability to explain things to her in such detail was as if he had broken the fruit apart, crushed it, and stuffed it into her mouth.

This warmed Yan Lingji's heart, for she always remembered Lord Changxin's promise.

"Master is training me to become the Queen of Baiyue..."

Otherwise, there's no reason to waste so much breath.

She really made the right choice in choosing this owner!

Ying Jing was unaware that Yan Lingji was plotting her own schemes; he was still thinking about Ji Wuye.

"Being a fence-sitter isn't easy..."

If Ji Wuye had directly and openly offered Qin's carriages and horses, Ying Jing might have actually considered accepting him.

It's not impossible that Ying Zheng might even grant him a respectable position.

The Qin state's goal was to conquer the world, and it would face many rivals. Naturally, the best outcome would be to minimize losses without bloodshed.

The principle behind spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones is self-evident.

Before Qin unified the seven states, Ji Wuye lived a good life.

If you make contributions during this period, you don't need to worry about being purged afterwards.

But Ji Wuye only wanted to fight if he could win, and then surrender if he couldn't. How could he have such a good deal?

……

The Palace of King Han, Biqin Hall.

Ying Jing came here again, but this time he came secretly.

It wasn't that I was lusting after Lady Mingzhu's body; I just wanted to figure out what Han Wang An and Ji Wuye were planning.

Although it was arranged by Ye Mu to enter the palace and influence the King of Han, Lady Mingzhu is Bai Yifei's cousin, and now she is also involved with Lord Changxin.

A true multi-faceted spy!

"Hehe, the King of Han just wants to touch that Baiyue treasure, but doesn't want to be a direct enemy of my husband. He's just using the Bai family to cause him some trouble."

Madam Mingzhu exuded a rich fragrance of orchids and smiled charmingly.

"Speaking of which, it was Ji Wuye who asked me to do this."

Ying Jing suddenly realized that Madam Mingzhu had mentioned this matter when she last visited, but he hadn't taken it to heart at the time.

Unexpectedly, this invitation to Ying Jing to enter the palace would be related to this matter.

"He planned to have the famous scholars and her husband engage in three debates, one each day for three days, and then have someone impersonate a member of the Yin-Yang School to seize the Baiyue treasure."

Lady Mingzhu was indeed not a good woman; she revealed Han Wang'an's plans completely.

"Honglian's little whim has made Gongsun Long owe Han Wang An a favor."

Ying Jing frowned slightly.

However, renowned figures are not his current focus.

"Are there people from the Yin-Yang School in South Korea?"

Among the Hundred Schools of Thought, besides the two prominent schools of Confucianism and Mohism, the Agricultural School also had many disciples.

If King Han An wants to access the Baiyue treasures and shift the blame to the Bai family, then these three families are the most suitable.

Lady Mingzhu smiled and nodded, her crystal high heels clicking as she gracefully moved up behind Ying Jing.

Two soft, plump mounds pressed tightly together, causing one's heart to flutter involuntarily.

“My husband is right. Dongjun and Shao Siming of the Yin-Yang School are both in Xinzheng, and they even went to the palace to fight Gongsun Long.”

Ying Jing put aside his distracting thoughts and was very interested in the news: "Dongjun and Shao Siming from the Yin Yang School? Gongsun Long won?"

Lady Mingzhu's eyes held a hint of amazement.

"The two sides were evenly matched, and Gongsun Long even had the upper hand. But then Gongsun Long suddenly turned green and admitted defeat, asking the Yin Yang School to break the curse."

"The Yin-Yang School is truly remarkable. That woman only looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, yet she was able to defeat Gongsun Long."

Gongsun Long must have been under the influence of the Six Souls Curse to be so obedient and admit defeat.

Ying Jing's expression was somewhat strange; the forbidden spells of the Yin Yang School were indeed somewhat unreasonable.

Although the Yin-Yang School originated from Taoism, it took an unorthodox approach, emphasizing techniques over principles.

They have developed their "techniques" to the extreme. For example, once the Six Soul Curse is planted, it will lead to certain death if it is not broken in time.

"Speaking of which, the appearance of the Yin-Yang School in Korea isn't because of me, is it...?"

The sudden appearance of Dongjun of the Yin-Yang School in Korea at this time is clearly somewhat unusual.

Ying Jing thought of the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions again. Ever since he opened the box containing the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions that day, he had felt something was off.

The Yin-Yang School has been pursuing the secrets of the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions, and many people who have become involved with the Azure Dragon Seven Mansions have died mysteriously.

The sudden appearance of Dongjun, whose status in the Yin-Yang School is second only to Donghuang Taiyi, in Korea is highly likely related to this matter.

"It's getting more and more complicated..."

Ying Jing murmured to himself, but didn't take it too seriously.

In the face of absolute power, everything else is nothing but a paper tiger.

Let alone Dongjun, even Donghuang Taiyi, in this world where individual power cannot determine everything, there is nothing to worry about.

"There's one more thing. Bai Yifei has already come to me. He's willing to step forward and take over the cooperation between my husband and Ji Wuye, but he's also very interested in that Baiyue treasure."

Madam Mingzhu is quite adept at betraying her teammates.

In just a few words, he had completely sold out Bai Yifei.

But that's normal; the way you address someone has already determined everything.

Husband, Bai Yifei, and cousin are no longer being called by them; it's obvious which one is closer to her.

However, Ying Jing always felt that Lady Mingzhu had been behaving somewhat strangely, and her closeness to him seemed a bit too deliberate.

According to the Purple Dragon of Fortune, her attitude towards Ying Jing was somewhat erratic, sometimes close and sometimes distant, but the only certainty was that she had no ill intentions.

"He is too arrogant. He only wants to control the power in his own hands. With that Baiyue treasure, he has 100,000 white-armored soldiers. No matter how bad the situation is, he can still establish himself as an independent force."

Madam Mingzhu's lips were rosy with a hint of purple, and her exquisite eyes shone like stars. With a soft sigh, she revealed her understanding of Bai Yifei.

Ying Jing gently embraced the beauty, feeling her soft and wonderful touch, and then a faint fragrance entered his nose.

"When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? If the state of Han is destroyed, how can a mere 100,000 White-Armored Army stand on its own?"

Ying Jing sneered: "Since Bai Yifei has this idea, then let him have it. But the Baiyue treasure is not something he can get his hands on."

To say that Ying Jing truly valued this Baiyue treasure was not actually that great.

But he couldn't possibly spit out something he'd almost eaten.

Whether it's King Han, Ji Wuye, or Bai Yifei.

"My husband rarely comes to visit me, so let's not keep talking about these pointless and troublesome things..."

Lady Mingzhu smiled and chatted, her voluptuous figure gradually pressing against Lord Changxin.

……

The following day, at the Han King's Palace.

The heavily pregnant King An sat high on his throne, exuding a certain majesty.

Next to it was another one, where Lady Mingzhu was dressed in a noble black dress, which was different from the charming and alluring image Ying Jing had in mind, and instead showed a dignified and elegant demeanor.

After all, she was the wife of a nation. This woman didn't reach her position entirely through seduction.

She truly has a firm grasp on the aspect of temperament.

She can be dignified or alluring, switching between the two effortlessly.

However, Ying Jing doesn't have much time or energy to spare for Lady Mingzhu right now.

At this moment, all the civil and military officials of South Korea had arrived in the hall.

The Prime Minister Zhang Kaidi, the Grand General Ji Wuye, and the Marquis of Blood Robes Bai Yifei.

In addition, there were a few other individuals who attracted particular attention.

Ying Jing had already met Gongsun Linglong in the pavilion of Zilanxuan before.

However, she now wears a beautiful mask, and judging by her voluptuous figure alone, there might actually be someone who likes this type.

Hmm, Zhang Liang might like it, after all, he's too thin, and this plumpness would be a perfect complement!

Beside Gongsun Linglong was an elderly man with white hair.

With an aged face and a hunched back, he stood there, with nothing particularly special about him, looking just like an ordinary old man, exuding an air of decay and decline.

This old man won't live much longer!

In fact, if this were a legitimate historical account, the old man would have been gone long ago, but this timeline is rather unconventional...

If Xunzi was still alive and well twenty years later, it wouldn't be surprising if Gongsun Long lived another ten years or so.

However, the old man's heavy aura of old age could no longer be concealed at this moment, and he was relying entirely on his powerful internal energy to maintain his strength.

Not just Ying Jing, but anyone could see that he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

Even so, no one dared to underestimate this old man who seemed to be on the verge of death at any moment.

Gongsun Long, or rather, Gongsun Longzi, was a prominent figure in the School of Names who succeeded Huizi in challenging the dominance of the cauldron, and a representative of the "Separation of Hardness and Whiteness" school.

Unlike Huizi's "contractual differences", Gongsun Long emphasized "distinguishing between similarities and differences".

A white stone, when viewed with the eye, can only be seen as white, but not as hard; when touched with the hand, can only be felt as hard, but not as white. Therefore, hardness and whiteness are separate.

"Horse" describes the form of an animal, while "white" describes the color. Words describing color are not used to describe form. Therefore, a white horse is more than just a horse.

These are Gongsun Long's most famous theories on hardness and whiteness and white horse. They sound strange, but no one can refute them.

Ying Jing carefully sensed his aura.

Perhaps it wasn't that no one could debate with him, but rather that no one who debated with Gongsun Long could defeat him.

Although the old man looked frail and lifeless, Ying Jing sensed that he was probably even stronger than the Six Sword Slaves combined, an absolute top-tier sect leader level expert.

Seemingly noticing Ying Jing's gaze, Gongsun Long narrowed his eyes and grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth.

This old man has quite a reputation, but he seems a bit shady!

As Ying Jing observed Gongsun Long, a pair of clear, beautiful eyes were also watching him.

"The aura of the Azure Dragon's Seven Constellations!"

"Changxin-jun, is this the person Donghuang Taiyi asked me to find?"

The gold-colored clothing accentuated her elegant demeanor, and Dongjun's two jade-like hands were folded at her lower abdomen, making her appear extremely dignified.

She stood there quietly, yet exuded an invisible air of nobility.

Unlike the noble air that comes with Lady Mingzhu's status, Dongjun's nobility seems to emanate from his very bones, as if he were born with it.

Ying Jing was slightly taken aback, and responded to Dong Jun's gaze with only a faint smile.

Dongjun didn't show much reaction, but the coldness in her eyes faded a little. However, the two girls behind her, one in black and one in white, looked rather happy.

"Lord Changxin!"

Honglian is the only one who would shout and yell in this kind of situation.

Han Fei was right next to her, and with a wry smile, he pulled Honglian back from rushing toward Ying Jing.

Ying Jing also noticed that next to Hong Lian was a beautiful woman who bore a striking resemblance to Madam Hu.

She was tall and slender with long, jade-like legs. In stark contrast to Madam Hu's pleasing appearance, her charm was aggressive.

"Empress Hu has arrived too. What a spectacle... Prince Han An has certainly put together a good stage!"