Chapter 497 Han Fei: The bottom line is there! (Please give me recommendations and rewards on Monday!)
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Although Pao Ding had little contact with Fan Zeng, he admired Fan Zeng's wisdom. Hearing Fan Zeng's words, he was worried and angry. He was worried about Gao Jianli, Dao Zhi, Xue Nu and others; he was angry because Fan Zeng knew that all this might be a trap set by Tian Xuanzi, so why didn't he say it earlier?
In a state of agitation, Cook Ding stood up from the bench, glared at Fan Zeng and let out an angry growl.

"Manager Ding, please be patient." Facing the chef's fiery eyes, Fan Zeng motioned him to sit down first. After the chef sat back down, he sighed helplessly, "Do you think I'm the only one who can see that tonight is probably Tian Xuanzi's trick to lure the snake out of its hole? I dare not say anything about others, but that farm girl Guan Zhong Tian Yan also saw it."

As he spoke, a hint of admiration flashed across Fan Zeng's eyes.

Tian Yan was extremely intelligent, resourceful and of prominent status. In Fan Zeng's opinion, if she were not nearly a generation older than his young master, she would be the most suitable candidate for his future young lady.

"Then why don't you say anything?" Cook Ding was confused.

Fan Zeng said in a deep voice: "Because we have no better choice. The foundation of the empire has been consolidated with the reopening of the Jixia Academy. Qin Shihuang revised the Qin laws and reduced taxes. After the unification of the empire, he did not launch large-scale wars, but rested with the people. Over the years, the people of the six countries have gradually returned to the empire.

Whether it is Prince Fusu or Tianxuanzi, they are both first-class smart people. After Ying Zheng's death, no matter who succeeds, they will stick to Ying Zheng's strategy. If they want to rebel at that time, the chance of success will be no more than 10%. On the contrary, if they can kill one of them and put the blame on the other, whether Ying Zheng believes it or not, he will support the other prince to compete with the one who survives. "

"If that person wins, after Ying Zheng dies, our chances of winning will increase to 30-40%!"

"I see."

All that Fan Zeng said was from a political perspective, and as a cook, Pao Ding didn't quite understand it. However, after listening to Fan Zeng's words, Pao Ding felt that what he said made sense.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
At this moment, crisp applause suddenly broke out in the quiet inn.

"What a wishful thinking! Unfortunately, you have no chance!"

Along with the applause, a sound that neither Cook Ding nor Fan Zeng had ever heard of rang out in this spacious and silent hall. When they heard it, they were so frightened that they looked as if they had seen a ghost.

call out!call out!call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, strange black shadows appeared in the hall like ghosts, and gradually formed a circle, surrounding Pao Ding and Fan Zeng.

"Watch out, thief!"

Under such circumstances, there is no other explanation for the presence of people here except the imperial army. Cook Ding pulled out the sharp ox-ear knife from his waist, creating a layer of knife light, and slashed at the Night Owl master who came here on Tianxuan's orders.

Butchering technique!
The Taoist sage Zhuangzi once recorded a story about a man named "Pao Ding butchering an ox". In the story, Pao Ding could easily dismember an ox with a knife, winning the admiration of the king. The innkeeper, Pao Ding, is the descendant of Pao Ding in the story. The family-inherited knife technique for butchering an ox, if used in the kitchen, is the best knife skill, which can preserve the original flavor of the food to the greatest extent; if used to kill the enemy, with just a sharp knife in hand, it can inflict the enemy with the torture of lingchi.

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Jixia Academy.

"Xiao Liangzi, it's been a long time since we last met."

"Han Fei, I thought that when we met again, you had become the prime minister of the empire. I never thought that you would actually give up the position of prime minister that is second only to the emperor!"

...Han Fei, a senior official of the empire and a prince of the Kingdom of Korea, who came from afar, met his long-lost friend Zhang Liang again in a quiet and elegant wooden house. Although the Jixia Academy was located outside Linzi City, the commotion in Linzi City was too loud at this time, and the endless murderous aura broke through the towering city walls and entered the Jixia Academy.

Han Fei and Zhang Liang, two good friends who had not seen each other for many years, turned a deaf ear to the words and just drank and enjoyed themselves with the food and wine in front of them, talking about how they had been apart for a long time.

"Ugh!"

After drinking a few glasses of wine, Han Fei's handsome face turned red without using any internal energy to dispel the alcohol, and he sighed suddenly.

"Brother Wei Zhuang, this really makes my sister and I very sad."

Zhang Liang agreed with him, "That's absolutely right. You released the news that you were going to find a son-in-law for Honglian because you wanted Brother Wei Zhuang to face his feelings for her. But he pretended to know nothing and didn't show up at all." At this point, Zhang Liang's eyes sparkled and he looked at Han Fei thoughtfully.

"Han Fei, when do you plan to visit your uncle?"

Zhang Liang's uncle, the Confucian master Xunzi, only had two disciples in his life. The first was Li Si, who had transformed from an imperial court judge to the left prime minister of the empire after Han Fei voluntarily withdrew from the position. The second was Han Fei.

"In a few days, when I finish my work in Linzi, I will go to Dongjun to pay my respects to my mentor."

When Han Fei heard Zhang Liang mention Xunzi, who had not seen Xunzi for several years, his eyes were filled with longing.

Zhang Liang was surprised when he heard Han Fei say this: "Han Fei, do you think Brother Wei Zhuang and his men can't win?"

Han Fei said calmly, "At least, I don't see any hope for them to win. There are tens of thousands of troops in and outside Linzi City, and countless masters serving the empire. If they really have a deliberate plan, Brother Wei Zhuang and the others still have some hope of winning; but, based on my understanding of Lord Wushuang, everything that happened today was probably arranged by Lord Wushuang."

boom! boom! boom!
Before Han Fei finished speaking, a thunderous roar came from outside, just like the sudden explosion of autumn thunder in late autumn. Han Fei and Zhang Liang were no longer the young and energetic teenagers who had just started out. Hearing the seemingly intense noise from outside, which was actually the result of countless subtle sounds converging into one, they immediately understood what was going on.

Brush and pull!

Immediately, the two friends left their half-eaten meal behind and rushed out to look at the night sky. In the night, because the fighting in Linzi City was too intense, there were clusters of fire in the starry sky facing Linzi City, making the stars disappear, as if the stars in the sky did not want to see this tragic scene and chose to leave early.

"A large group of troops is being mobilized!" Han Fei said word by word with a serious expression.

Zhang Liang's eyes lit up. "The troops mobilized at this time can only belong to the Empire. The most elite force of the nearby Empire is none other than the Golden Fire Cavalry."

Halfway through his words, despair appeared on Zhang Liang's face.

"I thought that the eldest son Fusu and the fourth son Tianxuan had already reached a point of incompatibility and life-and-death struggle for the right to inherit the empire. After all, the royal families of various countries are all like this when fighting for the throne. I didn't expect that the eldest son would actually mobilize the golden fire cavalry that depended on him to rescue the fourth son."

Han Fei said: "That's because the eldest and fourth sons have drawn the bottom line for their fight!"

(End of this chapter)