Chapter 16: The disaster is coming

"A clever plan? You have a big trick!" King Xiaocheng of Zhao was even more angry when he heard the word clever plan, and roared louder, making the ground tremble: "If you have a clever plan, how could Da Zhao be defeated by Changping?"

Pingyuan Jun was the Prime Minister of Zhao State. He had been the Prime Minister for many years, but he did not make much achievements. Despite this, he did not miss it. However, he made mistakes again and again in the Battle of Changping, which was ridiculous. King Xiaocheng's question left him speechless and unable to speak for a long time.

King Xiaocheng of Zhao scolded him correctly. If Pingyuan Jun had a clever plan, how could Zhao State be defeated in Changping?

He had a clever plan for lies, but he just said it casually in panic. At this moment, his heart sank and he was finished secretly.

"What should I do?" Seeing the shaking sword in King Zhao Xiaocheng's hand about to pierce, look at King Zhao Xiaocheng's twisted face, Pingyuan Jun knew that he was doomed.

Suddenly, Pingyuan Jun thought of a solution: "Is it life or death, let's fight here!"

Pingyuan Jun knew very well that after Changping’s defeat, King Xiaocheng of Zhao would definitely find someone to take the blame, and Pingyuan Jun was the most suitable candidate. Who said he was the prime minister or did he miss a lot of the culprits that led to Changping’s disastrous defeat?

He really reached a critical moment of life and death, so he could only give it a try. Whether he could survive depends on his luck.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Kuo rashly sent troops and was attacked by the butcher Bai Qi's trick. Even though he died, his family still existed, so he must not let them go." In order to survive, Pingyuan Jun bit people like a mad dog.

"Yes!" King Zhao Xiaocheng's sword stopped, only an inch away from Pingyuan Jun's neck.

"There is a chance." Pingyuan Jun was shocked and sweated coldly, but he was ecstatic in his heart and encouraged him: "Your Majesty, Zhao Kuo ruined the 500,000 elite troops of the Great Zhao and the hope of the Great Zhao unifying the world. No matter how he punished him, it would not be an exaggeration."

The Changping War had a far-reaching impact, and later historians generally believed that it greatly shortened China's unification process. Because after this war, Qin State was no longer invincible, and the six Shandong countries lost the last elite force that could compete with Qin State's sharp men, making the Qin State's unification path much smoother.

At that time, although there was no such precise view, King Xiaocheng of Zhao knew that after this battle, Zhao lost the qualification to compete for hegemony with Qin and had no hope of unifying the world.

"You must not let his family go! I will kill his nine clans!" King Zhao Xiaocheng nodded violently, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and murderous intent emerged, which was very supportive.

"But, the Lord has an appointment with Zhao Kuo's mother before..." Pingyuan Jun knew very well that King Xiaocheng of Zhao was a person. If he did not kill Zhao Kuo's family, Pingyuan Jun would be doomed.

"A bullshit appointment! Can I have an appointment with the old devout wife?" King Zhao Xiaocheng denied it without thinking.

King Xiaocheng of Zhao wanted to take Zhao Kuo as a general and led the army to fight. Zhao Kuo's mother came to dissuade him. King Xiaocheng of Zhao not only refused to listen, but instead laughed at Zhao Kuo's mother for being troublesome. Zhao Kuo's mother repeatedly complained, and King Xiaocheng of Zhao finally made a contract with her that if Zhao Kuo was defeated in the battle, he would not punish Zhao Kuo's family.

This is something that everyone knows about the world. However, King Xiaocheng of Zhao was angry at this time. Pingyuan Jun's words were like adding fuel to the fire. He would not care about the mere agreement and just wanted to kill Zhao Kuo's family to vent his anger.

"Your Majesty is the wise." Pingyuan Jun was busy flattering.

King Zhao Xiaocheng took back his sword, and Pingyuan Jun was sweating on his back. He walked through the gate of hell and thought it was so dangerous that his life was finally saved.

However, before he could let go of his heart, he raised it again, and only heard King Zhao Xiaocheng say: "Zhao Sheng, you don't have to be the prime minister anymore."

Pingyuan Jun is the biggest promoter of Changping's defeat, and his prime minister is the lightest punishment. The problem is that this position of prime minister is too important to Pingyuan Jun. If the position of prime minister is gone, Pingyuan Jun will be nothing.

The reason why King Pingyuan was able to become prime minister is not that he had extraordinary talents, but that he had a "famous reputation". The reason why he had a virtuous reputation was that he kept thousands of visitors and boasted for him. Thousands of visitors were boasted by him, even fools could be genius, so that he could become prime minister. After becoming prime minister, he would have more money, he could raise more visitors, and he would have more benefits.

If he loses the position of prime minister, his power will be weakened and his disciples will be dispersed. Although he will not lose all of them, he will also lose most of them. Mengchangjun's rescinding is a good proof that he must not repeat Mengchangjun's mistakes.

"Your Majesty, there is one more person that you must not let go." Pingyuan Jun knew too much about King Zhao Xiaocheng. If he could let his resentment be relieved, he would not pursue this matter again and his position as prime minister would be preserved.

"Who?" King Zhao Xiaocheng's eyes flashed sharply.

"The proton of Qin State, Qin Yiren." Ping Yuanjun sighed in his heart. What a good punching bag, it's going to be gone.

After three years of torture, when Ping Yuanjun was unhappy, he sent someone to rob Qin Yiren, causing great trouble to vent his anger. After three years of torture, he was a little reluctant to let go.

"He is not dead yet?" King Zhao Xiaocheng was a little surprised.

"If the emperor has not issued an order, how dare I kill him?" Pingyuan Jun hurriedly pleased him.

"Well. It's better that he's still here. I want to make him live and die!" King Xiaocheng of Zhao was hated to Qin at this time like a big river in the Yangtze River, and he wanted to tear Qin Yiren and eat it.

As Pingyuan Jun expected, he heard King Zhao Xiaocheng gritting his teeth and said, "Preparing for torture, I have to do it myself, and the tiger, wolf, Qin people are tortured all over the world and die!"

Without mentioning a word of the matter of stopping the prefect, Pingyuan Jun was happy and his prefecture was saved.

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In Qin Yiren's courtyard, Qin Yiren leaned against the wall to bask in the sun, his eyes widened, and he watched Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong practice martial arts.

The three of them have not had enough food and practiced martial arts for three years. Now, they no longer have to worry about food and clothing. They are also flexible in their minds and are ready to practice martial arts again. The three of them are from Qin army soldiers, with high martial arts skills and great skills. Although their bodies have been dragged down and their combat power is not as good as before, their foundation is still there. After practicing this, they are extremely powerful. Qin Yiren praised it for a long time.

"Dongdong!" Suddenly, a sound of footsteps sounded like thunder, and quickly came towards the courtyard.

"What happened?" Qin Yiren was very surprised.

Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong no longer practice martial arts, and they all opened their mouths wide and looked surprised.

"Bang!" The courtyard gate opened with a bang, and a team of swordsmen in red appeared at the door.

These swordsmen are extremely tall, like iron towers, with a fierce aura and murderous aura. You can tell at a glance that they are the elite among the elites.

"Red-clothed swordsman!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong exclaimed.

The swordsman in red is the most elite army in Zhao State and the guard of King Zhao. Everyone is a good player. After rigorous training, he has excellent martial arts skills and is very good at it.

In modern terms, they are "big experts".

"Take it!" The leading swordsman in red waved his hand, and the swordsman in red rushed over like a wind, like a wolf or a tiger. Without saying a word, he suppressed Qin Yiren and the others.

The swordsman in red is very skilled and as fast as the wind. Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong want to resist, but it is useless.

"Let's go!" The leader waved his hand, and the swordsman in red escorted Qin Yiren, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Moer away.

"Qin Yiren, you are in a disaster this time. You won't die if you don't want to die!" Zhao Ping looked at Qin Yiren's back and showed his aura: "Fight with me, you're dead! Hehe, my wealth is back."

Zhao Ping returned to the yard and called the red-clad official to rush into Qin Yiren's residence, and moved all the goods he sent away, which were cleaner than the ones licked by a dog, and there was no hair left.

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Chapter completed!