Chapter 35: We are all professionals in this area
"The Ninth Master became a disciple of Xunzi, traveled around the world, and wrote famous works such as "Five Vermin", which are well-known throughout the world. After reading it, my brother has been very impressed by you and longed to meet you. I didn't expect Cheng Jiao to meet you first."

Cheng Jiao replaced the wine glass with a teacup and invited Han Fei to taste his Snow-Top Silver Shuttle as a hangover tea.

Han Fei paused when he heard this. He did not expect Cheng Jiao to mention King Ying Zheng of Qin. According to his analysis, Cheng Jiao should not be friendly to Ying Zheng from the bottom of his heart.

Could it be that Cheng Jiao wanted to win him over? Han Fei had the confidence and ability to do so, and was worthy of investment from people with vision.

"Changan Jun, you are joking. How can such a humble work attract the attention of the world?"

"My humble work? Sir, excessive modesty is arrogance. Sometimes, accepting something calmly is more admirable than being falsely polite."

Cheng Jiao played with the teacup and spoke calmly.

Han Fei touched the warm teacup and realized that his previous analysis of Cheng Jiao was inconsistent.

"Han Fei is obsessed, so I will punish myself by drinking three cups of wine!"

After Han Fei finished speaking, he picked up the fine wine worth one gold coin and drank three cups in a row, and most of the wine was gone.

Cheng Jiao suddenly realized a problem. It seemed that he would have to pay for the food and wine himself.

With a restaurant comparable to Zi Lan Xuan in terms of consumption, if Han Fei was allowed to drink, he might end up in debt again today. He hurriedly urged him to drink.

"Ninth Young Master, drink less, drink less!"

I got a lot of gold coins, but few of them went into my pocket. How difficult!
"Changan Jun, there is no need to stop him. Han Fei should be punished. Haha!"

Cheng Jiao complained in his heart, "Are you punishing yourself? I think it's more like a reward!"

"Master Cheng Jiao has traveled thousands of miles from Xianyang to Xinzheng. I wonder what you are looking for? The Kingdom of Korea has no more territory to cede to you as a political achievement, haha."

Han Fei, drunk and with a red face, pretended to be confused and asked Cheng Jiao with a smile.

"All I want is to protect myself."

Cheng Jiao's voice was very soft, but it made Han Fei feel uneasy.

He found that there was a lot to be done here.

He thought of the battle between Qin and Zhao at Yaoshan some time ago, in which Meng Ao was killed in the battle and Cheng Jiao refused the fiefdom despite his military achievements.

In today's Qin State, the power of the prime minister is strong but the power of the king is weak. If there is anyone who has the ability and willingness to threaten Cheng Jiao's life, there is only one person.

"Lu Buwei!"

Han Fei's eyes gradually became sharper, and he directly spoke out the essence of the matter.

Cheng Jiao said nothing, but brewed and drank tea smoothly. He seemed to have no interest in this person who threatened his life.

"But Master Cheng Jiao, Lü Buwei is now at the peak of his power. Even if the King of Qin comes to power in the future, the transfer of power will need to be gradual. Do you plan to stay in Han forever? If you stay, it may be for the rest of your life."

There is no reason to share the power you have obtained, even among your brothers.

Han Fei was not a man like King An of Han who only had political tactics but lacked wisdom. He really thought that Cheng Jiao was simply traveling for study and that Cheng Jiao had a bright future in Qin and could reach the influence of Queen Mother Xia Ji.

"Cheng Jiao, I have to say this from the bottom of my heart. When power is in turmoil, it is both a crisis and an opportunity. If you don't fight for it now, it will be difficult to fight for it when things are settled."

Han Fei stood up and walked to the French window.

"You really shouldn't have come to Korea!"

Not only for you, but also for the future of Korea, Han Fei thought to himself.

Cheng Jiao sighed softly. As a senior modern netizen, how could he not know this truth?

But he did not have Han Fei's resourcefulness, who could not quickly sort out all aspects of South Korea, adapt to circumstances, and get the chips he wanted.

If Empress Xuanji released a Qin version of Tian Xing Jiu Ge, he could use his advantage of foresight to ascend to the center of power in Qin.

But now he is completely blind to the Qin State, so he can only remember to grow slowly and not waste time!
Before Ying Zheng personally took power, who could have imagined that this young man would have firmly grasped the Qin State in his hands in just a few years. People like Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji, Zhao Gao, Lord Changping, Lord Changwen, and the Queen Mother Huayang all stood aside.

"Cheng Jiao naturally knows what Brother Han is saying from the bottom of his heart, but sometimes, things are like a circle. When you walk out, you can still return to the starting point and get more." Cheng Jiao didn't want to say more. Don't you all like to play guessing games? Let's do one too.

"Oh? It seems that Changan Jun is sure of it?"

Han Fei turned around, unsure of Cheng Jiao's confidence.

If he put himself in his shoes, he would accept the fiefdom, take his time, and join forces with others to fight against Lu Buwei.

If he had already moved away from the power center of Qin, it would be difficult for him to figure out how to fight his way back and get something better than staying in Xianyang.

"Brother Han, there is no point in talking about this matter. Just wait quietly."

"How long?"

"At most, one year."

"One year?"

"If everything goes well, half a year is fine."

"Oh? It seems that Chang'an Jun is very confident?"

Cheng Jiao smiled. Could he say that he knew the direction of history in the next few months?
Han Fei looked at the beautiful scenery outside the restaurant and fell into deep thought. Where did Cheng Jiao get his confidence from?

Time passed bit by bit, and Han Fei still didn't figure it out. He could only chat nonsense with Cheng Jiao, trying to get other useful information.

But Cheng Jiao was on guard, and would not be easily tricked. It would be a pity if he didn't just say that the girls in Zilanxuan were beautiful, the wine was good, and the massage skills were excellent but didn't try them.

At the end, Han Fei suddenly realized a point he had overlooked, a point that Cheng Jiao had always mentioned - Zi Lan Xuan!

Han Fei recalled his impression when he passed by Zi Lan Xuan, which was very consistent with the style of Gui Gu Zong Heng School.

If he is angry, the princes will be afraid; if he lives in peace, the world will be at peace.

Could it be that?
With this question in mind, Han Fei felt that he needed to go to Zi Lan Xuan to collect materials to confirm it.

If it is true, Cheng Jiao’s confidence may lie in one person, the descendant of Guiguzi!
While Han Fei was holding the wine jug and thinking about something, Cheng Jiao had already staggered out of the door.

As a professional free eater, there are some things that I can learn without a teacher.

When Han Fei was sure that he had time to go to Zilanxuan to spend money, he found that Cheng Jiao, who said he was going to the bathroom, had not returned.

With doubts, he left the private room and asked the shopkeeper. He was told that Chang'an Jun had gone home first because of something, and the money would be paid by the Ninth Master Han Fei.

Han Fei said "Oh", turned around and went back to the private room to put on his clothes, and left a note on the door.

He left the private room with ease and calmly, keeping a low profile while the shopkeeper wasn't paying attention.

As the night deepened, the shopkeeper was surprised to find that there was no movement in the Ninth Young Master's private room. No one ordered any dishes or drinks.

He went over and knocked on the door himself, "Sir, do you need some warm wine?"

Seeing still no movement, he opened the door nervously.

A note slowly floated down.

“IOU:
I didn't bring any money today, come and pay if you have money

——Han Fei.

The shopkeeper's hands trembled. All customers who paid on credit would be paid by the shopkeeper first.

This is the boss's rule, so the shopkeeper rarely lets people buy on credit.

I calculated secretly that I would have to put in ten gold coins first.

The shopkeeper was filled with worry. This was several people's salary! What should he do?
(End of this chapter)