Chapter 287 Departure

Han Fei stood in his study, frowning, looking at a scroll of bamboo slips on the table.

The wind outside the window blew the bamboo shadows, rustling.

Ying Zheng's invitation was not as simple as it seemed.

He either wanted to test or take action.

Either possibility was full of murderous intent.

Han Fei took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

This invitation, Ying Zheng was both sending a signal and forcing him to express his position.

Going, it was a Hongmen Banquet.

Not going, it was a rejection, pushing South Korea into the abyss.

Han Fei knew very well that no matter which path he chose, it was extremely dangerous.

But he knew even more that Ying Zheng would never allow him to stay out of it.

At this time, Bai Jing walked in from the door, holding a pot of hot tea in his hand.

"Sir, you seem to be worried."

Han Fei opened his eyes and looked at Bai Jing.

"Bai Jing, what do you think of Ying Zheng's invitation?"

Bai Jing put down the teapot and slowly sat aside.

"The King of Qin invites you to Qin. On the surface, it is a courtesy, but in fact it is a test."

"He wants to know if you are really trustworthy."

"If you go, he will observe your words and deeds and judge your position. If you don't go, he will determine that you are a threat to Qin."

"Sir, you can't refuse no matter what."

Han Fei nodded slightly. He certainly knew this.

"But if I go, how can I avoid becoming a fish in Ying Zheng's jar?"

Bai Jing smiled gently.

"Sir, although the King of Qin is strong, he is not a god."

"He needs to test you, which also shows that he is afraid of you. In this case, you can take advantage of this."

Han Fei raised his eyebrows.

"You mean, I can turn this invitation into a counter-test?"

Bai Jing nodded.

"He wants to see through you, but why can't you take this opportunity to see through him?"

"As long as you take the initiative, this trip to Qin may not be a dead end."

Han Fei was silent for a moment, and a ripple surged in his heart.

Bai Jing's words woke him up.

Ying Zheng's strength comes from his chess game.

But Ying Zheng is not the only one who can play chess in this game.

He, Han Fei, can also be the chess player.

Han Fei walked out of the study and stood in the courtyard.

The sky was blue, like a flawless jade.

He must fight for a chance of survival in Ying Zheng's chess game.

But how to do this?

"Ying Zheng, you want to test me, and I am also testing you?"

The next day, Han Fei brought his decision to the court.

The King of Han sat on the high platform.

"Han Fei, do you have a decision on the invitation of the King of Qin?"

Han Fei slowly walked to the center of the hall, stood still, looked up and looked directly at the King of Han.

"Your Majesty, I think I cannot refuse this invitation."

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the hall.

"Your Majesty, I know that this trip is extremely dangerous."

"But if I don't go, it means I am rejecting the King of Qin, which is equivalent to pushing Han into the abyss."

"I am willing to sacrifice myself in exchange for the peace of Han."

The King of Han frowned, and a hint of hesitation flashed through his mind.

"Han Fei, you know that this matter concerns your life and death."

Han Fei smiled slightly.

"I know."

"But I know even more that if Han falls into crisis because of me, even if I am alive, I will not be able to face the King and the civil and military officials in the court."

The King of Han was silent for a moment, and finally sighed.

"In this case, I will allow you to go."

"But you must remember that you must protect yourself no matter what."

Han Fei bowed his hands.

"Your Majesty, I understand."

Standing aside, Ji Wuye raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Han Fei's decision was exactly what he wanted.

Han Fei, you are really stupid.

The invitation of Ying Zheng is clearly a killing game, and you dare to go?

This time, you are dead.

I really overestimated you before.

Ji Wuye quickly put on a proper expression of concern.

"Master Han Fei is indeed loyal, even the King of Qin admires you."

"If you can discuss the world situation with the King of Qin during this trip to Qin, you will definitely be able to win more opportunities for South Korea."

Han Fei smiled slightly.

"General Ji, you are too kind. This trip is dangerous. If you can really win a glimmer of hope for South Korea, Han Fei will live up to everyone's expectations."

The eyes of the two met in the air, like silent blades colliding.

Han Fei could see the pride in Ji Wuye's heart.

This general with a large army can't wait to see him die in Qin.

But Han Fei sneered in his heart.

Ji Wuye, do you think Ying Zheng's chess game can easily trap me?

The outcome of this game of chess is still undecided, and your pride is too early.

The carriage was moving slowly, and the wheels rolled over the rugged mountain road, making a "creaking" sound.

Han Fei sat in the carriage, wearing a plain robe.

The night wind blew slightly through the curtains, bringing a chill, but it couldn't calm him down.

Closing his eyes, the time when King Han was leaving emerged in his mind.

King Han had already placed the future of Korea on him.

You are everything to Korea.

Han Fei's mouth twitched slightly, and a heavy burden rose in his heart.

Everything about Korea...

King Han, King Han, you put the fate of Korea on me, but if something happens to me, what will happen to Korea?

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

I have been away from Korea for too long. Will Ji Wuye take this opportunity to mutiny?

He holds the military power. If he really has a change of heart, the King of Han will definitely not be able to stop him.

Han Fei clenched the folding fan in his hand.

Ji Wuye... If you dare to make a move, I, Han Fei, will never let you go.

Outside the carriage, Feng Quji rode on a brown horse, his posture straight.

He glanced at Han Fei in the carriage, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Young Master Han Fei, seemingly calm, but in fact, he was panicking.

Why does His Majesty Ying Zheng think so much of you? He is just a scholar with good words.

Feng Quji's eyes flashed with contempt, but it was quickly replaced by caution.

However, if even His Majesty looks at you differently, then you must have some outstanding qualities.

Let's see how you deal with it in Xianyang.

He pulled the reins and whispered to the attendant beside him: "Pay attention to the people in the car, and don't miss any move."

The attendant nodded: "Yes, Shangqing."

Unknowingly, the carriage had arrived in Qin.

When Han Fei lifted the curtain, the scene in front of him shocked him slightly.

The gate of Xianyang City is tall and majestic, and the city wall is built with huge stones.

The Qin army guarding the city is fully armed, looking straight ahead, and the long spears in their hands flash with cold light.

The streets in the city are wide and straight, and there are ordinary people everywhere, but it seems that everyone is very happy. It seems that their lives are not as bad as the outside world says.

Xianyang...

This is the capital of Ying Zheng.

A city of iron, blood and order, why are they so happy?

Feng Quji got off the horse and smiled slightly.

"Master Han Fei, is Xianyang still in your eyes?"

Han Fei smiled faintly: "Xianyang is indeed magnificent."

"However, this magnificent city wall, is it to defend against foreign enemies, or to suppress the internal?"

"Are all the seemingly happy people here actors?"

Feng Quji's smile froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"Mr. Han Fei is indeed eloquent. Please come into the palace and talk about the world with His Majesty."

As night fell, the lights in Xianyang Palace were bright.

The glazed lamps in the palace emitted a soft light, making the entire hall look like a dream.

On the high platform, Ying Zheng, wearing a black and gold dragon robe, sat on the throne.

Below him, a huge long table was filled with delicacies.

Golden cups and jadeware, fragrant aromas, singing and dancing.

Everything seemed prosperous, but with an invisible oppression.

Han Fei was led into the hall by the attendants, and when he looked up, he saw Ying Zheng looking at him.

"Han Fei."

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"You are here after all."

Han Fei smiled slightly and saluted Ying Zheng.

"How dare Han Fei not come when His Majesty the King of Qin invites me so kindly?"

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth rose slightly.

"Han Fei, you are indeed different."

He personally picked up a bottle of wine from the table, walked to Han Fei, and handed it to him.

"This glass of wine, I toast you."

Han Fei was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Ying Zheng to pour wine for him personally.

The eyes of the whole hall were focused on him.

Han Fei took the wine bottle, looked up at Ying Zheng, and smiled slightly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty the King of Qin."

He raised the wine bottle and drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng laughed.

"It's great!"

After three rounds of wine, Ying Zheng suddenly spoke.

"Han Fei, do you know why I invited you?"

Han Fei was slightly stunned, and his heart was immediately alert.

Ying Zheng continued: "The only person I admire in my life is you."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the hall changed color.

The faces of all the civil and military officials of Qin were shocked.

Ying Zheng, actually said that he admired Han Fei?

This has never happened before!

Han Fei was also shocked and bowed his head in greeting.

"Your Majesty, I am ashamed of your praise."

Ying Zheng waved his hand: "Han Fei, I am ashamed of your talent."

"I hope you will stay in Qin, assist me, and work together for the world."

Han Fei's heart was suddenly filled with storms.

Ying Zheng actually wanted to recruit him?

He tried to calm himself down and whispered: "Your Majesty, I am grateful for your kindness, but as a minister of Han, I dare not overstep my bounds."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly.

"If you are willing to stay, I can promise that I will let you be the king of Han when I occupy Han in the future. How about it?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the hall froze instantly.

The faces of the civil and military officials of Qin changed drastically.

"Let Han Fei be the king of Han?"

"This... Why does your Majesty treat a Korean so well?"

Although everyone was dissatisfied, no one dared to refute, so they could only bow their heads and forcefully suppress their emotions.

Han Fei's heart was in turmoil.

Let him be the King of Han?

Although Ying Zheng's words were a test, they were not necessarily a test, but they hit his soft spot.

Han Fei hurriedly bowed his head and saluted: "Your Majesty's love, Han Fei dare not accept it."

Ying Zheng was observing every expression of Han Fei.

After a moment, he smiled lightly and waved his hand: "It's okay."

"I just mentioned it casually."

At this moment, the music in the hall suddenly became melodious.

The soft sound of the piano and the flute intertwined, like the sound of nature.

At this moment, a woman slowly walked into the hall.

She was wearing a snow-white gauze skirt, like a blooming white lotus, with skin as white as snow and eyebrows as beautiful as paintings.

Her eyes were as clear as spring water, but with a hint of enchantment.

Every step she took seemed to set the rhythm of the whole world.

She waved her sleeves gently and danced gracefully.

With her graceful figure and light steps, she was not a mortal, but a fairy descending from the sky.

The eyes of the whole hall were attracted by her.

Whether it was the civil and military officials of Qin, or the attendants and musicians, they were all stunned.

Han Fei's eyes also froze slightly.

He had never seen such a beautiful woman.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, pointed at the woman and said, "Han Fei, this is Zhao Ji, she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Han Fei's heart was shocked.

Zhao Ji, she was really Zhao Ji!

Han Fei had heard of Zhao Ji's peerless beauty a long time ago, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes today.

The title of the most beautiful woman in the world is indeed well-deserved.

In the hall, everyone seemed to hold their breath.

Zhao Ji's every smile and frown made people intoxicated.

Han Fei was shocked, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Why did Ying Zheng let Zhao Ji appear?

At the banquet, the singing and dancing gradually stopped. The King of Qin and Han Fei were in high spirits. The atmosphere seemed harmonious, but there were hidden waves.

At this moment, the King of Qin suddenly put down his wine glass, with a playful smile on his lips, and turned his eyes to Han Fei.

"Han Fei, what do you think of Zhao Ji?" The King of Qin's voice was low, but with a hint of majesty that could not be ignored.

Han Fei was stunned, and the wine glass in his hand paused slightly.

He looked up at Zhao Ji beside him.

At this time, Zhao Ji had already withdrawn, but her figure was like a painting, deeply imprinted in Han Fei's mind.

Her beauty was impeccable, and the temperament of coldness and tenderness made people unable to look away.

Han Fei was thinking about the intention of the King of Qin's question, but the King of Qin spoke again, with a hint of mischief in his tone.

"Zhao Ji is the most beautiful woman in the world. Even I have to admit that she is indeed a rare beauty in the world."

"Han Fei, do you like her?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall fell silent instantly.

The civil and military officials of Qin looked at each other, their faces full of shock.

Did the King of Qin mean to give Zhao Ji to Han Fei?

Han Fei was also stunned.

He didn't expect that the King of Qin would suddenly ask such a question in front of everyone.

Han Fei calmed down, smiled slightly, and said with a bow: "Zhao Ji is the most beautiful woman in the world. Han Fei knows that he is insignificant, how dare he ask for it?"

The King of Qin laughed, with a deep look in his eyes.

"Han Fei, you are too modest."

"Zhao Ji is in my hands now, but I haven't touched her yet. She is still a virgin."

"I left her for you a long time ago."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The faces of the civil and military officials of Qin changed slightly.

Zhao Ji was a beauty from Zhao State. The King of Qin kept her in Xianyang as a kind of show-off. Taking a beautiful woman from a fallen country into his pocket was a symbol of the power of Qin State.

But now, the King of Qin actually said that he would give her to Han Fei?

They were shocked, but no one dared to question the King of Qin's decision. They could only lower their heads and drink silently.

Han Fei's heart was in turmoil.

Zhao Ji was a beauty from Zhao State. The King of Qin had not touched her yet, which was surprising enough.

What was even more incredible was that the King of Qin actually said that he would give her to himself?

Han Fei looked at the King of Qin.

He wanted to see traces of joking on the King of Qin's face, but the King of Qin was extremely serious.

"Han Fei, what do you think?" the King of Qin asked again.