Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different cheat code

"Don't move!"

The cold voice exploded in the tent of the King of Qin.

The cold light in Han Fei's eyes flashed, and the slightly trembling blood light in Ying Zheng's throat began to flow.

That was the sharp blade of the dagger, close to the skin and flesh, and with a little force, it could cut the throat and cut off life.

Ying Zheng did not move: "Han Fei! Your courage is too big."

Han Fei was stunned.

Ying Zheng misunderstood.

But at this time, any excuse is futile.

Take a deep breath and look at the assassin calmly.

The assassin was masked, with a pair of eyes as vicious as a poisonous scorpion. The dagger in his hand exerted a little force, and the sharp blade had cut Ying Zheng's skin, and a drop of blood slowly slid down the edge of the blade.

The lights in the tent flickered, reflecting the dazzling blood light.

The faces of Ying Zheng's guards were livid, with raging anger in their eyes, but they did not dare to act rashly.

Han Fei analyzed the current situation.

Who is this assassin? Why did he choose to take action at this time?

Is it aimed at Ying Zheng or at me?

No, Ying Zheng cannot be killed.

Once Ying Zheng dies here, the situation will be completely out of control.

Qin will use this as an excuse to send troops to Han, and Han Fei, whether he is related to this matter or not, will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history.

Take a deep breath and suppress the anxiety in your heart: "King Qin, Han Fei doesn't know this person."

One sentence, but it is like a stone falling into a deep pool.

The assassin sneered: "Han Fei, do you think you can clear yourself with just one sentence?"

Ying Zheng stared at Han Fei coldly: "You don't know him? Then why would he do it in front of you?"

Han Fei frowned: "King Qin, if Han Fei really meant it, why wait until now?"

"If Han Fei wanted to take your life, he would have had thousands of opportunities, and he would not choose to dig his own grave in the King Qin's tent."

Ying Zheng's voice gradually became colder: "Han Fei, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise, I will kill you first."

Han Fei's mouth twitched slightly.

Although Ying Zheng was angry at the moment, he did not completely lose his mind.

As long as he could prove his innocence, Ying Zheng might give him a chance to defend himself.

The assassin was very angry when he saw Han Fei talking to Ying Zheng and didn't take him seriously at all.

"Stop talking nonsense, Ying Zheng, you must die today!"

Before he finished speaking, the dagger was thrust forward!

"Stop!" Han Fei shouted in a low voice and jumped up instantly.

He raised the folding fan in his hand and hit the assassin's wrist accurately.

"Ding!" The dagger was slightly deflected by the shock, leaving a bloody mark, but failed to pierce the throat.

Ying Zheng took the opportunity to lean back suddenly, and his tense body burst out with incredible strength in an instant.

He supported the armrests of the chair with both hands, rolled back, and pushed the assassin away.

The assassin missed the first attack, roared, turned around and wanted to attack again.

But Han Fei's folding fan had already struck like thunder, directly hitting the assassin's face.

"Clang!"

The dagger blocked horizontally, and the folding fan collided with the sharp blade.

The assassin's arm trembled slightly, obviously surprised by Han Fei's strength.

"Who are you!" Han Fei waved the folding fan in his hand, and each move was fierce, forcing the assassin to retreat again and again.

The guards in the tent finally reacted and drew their swords to surround him, but the assassin sneered, blocked a few times with a dagger, and suddenly turned over and jumped to the top of the tent.

"Want to leave?" Han Fei snorted coldly, and the folding fan in his hand flew out with a "whoosh", directly attacking the assassin's back.

The assassin flashed, narrowly avoiding the folding fan, and then disappeared into the night.

The guards rushed out of the tent, but could no longer find the assassin.

Ying Zheng stood there, raised his hand to cover the wound on his throat, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

"Han Fei, you'd better give me an explanation."

Han Fei slowly walked to the dagger dropped by the assassin, bent down, and picked up the dagger.

He frowned slightly.

This is a strange dagger, with a tiny plum blossom engraved on the handle, and the blade is extremely thin and sharp, unlike ordinary items.

Plum blossom dagger?

This is the weapon of Ji Wushuang's entourage!

"King Qin, there may be something else behind this."

Ying Zheng stared at him coldly: "There may be something else behind this? Han Fei, I only know that the assassin appeared in my tent, and you happened to be there."

Han Fei took a deep breath: "Han Fei is willing to guarantee with his life that this was not done by Han Fei."

He handed the dagger to Ying Zheng and said in a deep voice: "Has the King Qin ever seen this thing? This is the weapon of an attendant beside Ji Wushuang. Although Han Fei does not know this person, this dagger must not be fake."

Ying Zheng took the dagger.

"Ji Wushuang?"

"You mean, the younger brother of Ji Wuye, the general of South Korea?"

Han Fei nodded: "It is this person. Although he is in South Korea, his mind is unfathomable. This time I am afraid he wants to kill someone with a borrowed knife and provoke the relationship between Qin and Han."

Ying Zheng sneered: "Han Fei, your eloquence is becoming more and more admirable."

At the same time, in Xinzheng City.

Ji Wushuang sat in an elegant restaurant and picked up a wine glass.

Several officials of the South Korean court were talking.

"Lord Ji, I'm afraid Han Fei won't be able to come back this time?"

Ji Wushuang smiled faintly: "Although Han Fei is smart, his cleverness backfired. How can he bear the temper of the King of Qin?"

"Lord Ji's brilliant plan can be regarded as a strategy for peace in the world."

"If Han Fei is convicted by the King of Qin, the Kingdom of Han can cede land and pay compensation to avoid war."

Ji Wushuang shook his head slightly: "I'm just doing my best. Everything depends on the attitude of the King of Qin."

Everyone looked at each other and praised in unison: "Lord Ji is indeed far-sighted, we admire him!"

Ji Wushuang snorted coldly, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

"Do you think my purpose is just to get rid of Han Fei?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard this and looked at each other.

"Isn't it?"

Ji Wushuang put down the wine glass, slowly stood up and walked to the window.

"Han Fei is a senior official of Han State on the surface, but in fact he is the biggest hidden danger of Han State."

"Do you know what Han Fei's existence means to Han State?"

Everyone was stunned, and obviously did not react for a while.

Ji Wushuang turned around: "Han Fei is a man of extraordinary intelligence and eloquence, but his biggest weakness is that he is too idealistic."

"Idealistic?"

Ji Wushuang smiled coldly: "Yes, his so-called self-strengthening strategy sounds high-sounding, but in fact it is just a foolish dream."

"South Korea is now in turmoil, its national strength is weak, and it is troubled by internal and external troubles. It is difficult to even preserve its territory. He wants to turn the tide with his own strength, which is simply a fantasy."

"If we really do what he wants, not only will we not be able to make South Korea strong, but we will be completely destroyed."

Everyone suddenly realized and nodded.

"Master Ji is right! Han Fei's ideas do sound appealing, but if you think about it carefully, they are totally unrealistic."

"What Han needs most now is not self-reliance, but a chance to survive."

"Han Fei has repeatedly provoked Qin. If he offends the King of Qin today, I'm afraid the entire Han will be buried with him."

When everyone heard this, they finally understood Ji Wushuang's true intention.

"Lord Ji, if Han Fei really died in the hands of the King of Qin, would the State of Qin use this as an excuse to attack the State of Han?"

Ji Wushuang sneered: "If Han Fei died, there must be a suitable reason."

"The assassin assassinated the King of Qin. This is a big deal. The State of Qin will definitely be furious, but as long as we push the responsibility cleanly, even if the State of Qin wants to attack, it will not find a suitable excuse."

"But if the King of Qin sees through our plan, wouldn't it be more dangerous?"

Ji Wushuang smiled: "If the King of Qin kills Han Fei, it will eliminate a hidden danger for the State of Han. If Han Fei survives by chance, he will never be able to turn over again."

"Do you think I did this for personal gain?"

Everyone was stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Ji Wushuang said coldly: "Everything I did was for the State of Han."

"Han Fei is the cancer of the State of Han."

"Only by getting rid of him can the State of Han really settle down."

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"If Han Fei doesn't die, Han State will be in danger."

"I know this better than any of you."

At the same time, in the tent of the King of Qin.

Ying Zheng stared at Han Fei coldly. Although the wound in his throat was not deep, blood was still flowing slowly.

"Han Fei, I ask you again, is this assassin your man?"

Han Fei stood up straight: "King of Qin, Han Fei guarantees with his life that this matter is definitely not done by Han Fei."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "Do you think I will believe you?"

Han Fei took a deep breath: "If the King of Qin doesn't believe it, Han Fei can't do anything."

"But Han Fei can assure the King of Qin that if this matter is really related to Han Fei, Han Fei is willing to pay with his life."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes.

He did not completely trust Han Fei, but Han Fei's attitude had some unspeakable feelings.

"Li Si," Ying Zheng turned his head and looked at the counselor behind him.

"What do you think?"

Li Si pondered for a moment and whispered: "Your Majesty, although Han Fei's attitude is firm, there are still many doubts about this matter."

"I think we can spare his life for the time being and make a decision after finding out the truth."

Ying Zheng smiled coldly: "Find out the truth? What if the truth can't be found?"

Han Fei suddenly raised his head when he heard this.

"King of Qin, if Han Fei really has nothing to do with this matter, Han Fei hopes that King of Qin can give justice to Han."

Ying Zheng said coldly: "Justice? Han Fei, do you think you are qualified to ask for justice from me?"

Han Fei smiled slightly: "If King of Qin does not give justice, Han Fei has nothing to say."

"But if King of Qin wants to unify the world, he must let the world see that Qin is not only iron-blooded, but also righteous."

Outside Xinzheng City, Qin Army Camp.

Han Fei was imprisoned in a dungeon behind the tent. The surroundings were damp and cold, and the rust of the iron chain was mottled on the wall into indelible marks.

Han Fei sat on a stone bench in the middle of the cell, his hands bound by heavy iron chains, his gorgeous clothes already covered with dust.

"Squeak!!!"

The iron door of the dungeon was pushed open.

Several Qin guards holding long halberds stood on both sides.

Ying Zheng's figure slowly appeared at the door.

He was wearing a black robe with gold thread on the cuffs and collar.

Han Fei looked up and looked at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng walked slowly to Han Fei and looked down at him: "Han Fei, I gave you a chance, but you let me down."

Han Fei still sat on the stone bench and smiled slightly: "King Qin said this, Han Fei doesn't understand."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "The assassin assassinated me, and when you were talking to me, you said it had nothing to do with you."

"Han Fei, do you think I am a three-year-old child, or do you think you can get away with your eloquence?"

Han Fei raised his head and looked directly at Ying Zheng: "King Qin is a wise ruler in the world, Han Fei dare not deceive him, Han Fei really didn't know about the assassin, Han Fei can guarantee this with his life."

Ying Zheng stared at Han Fei's eyes, as if trying to find the look of panic in his eyes.

But Han Fei was unmoved, and King Qin was just an ordinary questioner to him.

Ying Zheng was silent for a moment: "Han Fei, do you know why I didn't kill you directly?"

Han Fei smiled slightly: "Because the King of Qin knows that killing Han Fei will not solve the problem."

Ying Zheng heard this: "You are confident, Han Fei, do you think you have been left alone until now because you are still valuable?"

Han Fei shook his head: "Han Fei just thinks that King Qin doesn't need to be so eager to kill people."

"After all, the assassin's case has not yet been found out. If the King of Qin accidentally kills innocent people out of anger, I am afraid that the people in the world will think that Qin's actions are extreme and difficult to convince the public."

Ying Zheng's face sank slightly: "Conquer the crowd? Han Fei, who do you think Gu needs to conquer?"

Han Fei raised his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng: "If King Qin wants to rule the world, he not only needs iron blood, but also the hearts of the people."

"If the Qin State only relies on force to conquer the world, it may be able to win a temporary victory, but it may not be able to achieve long-term rule."

"And if everyone in the world is convinced by King Qin's tolerance, Qin will be truly invincible."

After a moment, Ying Zheng suddenly chuckled: "Han Fei, your mouth is indeed more powerful than your methods."

"But Gu is very curious. Do you really think that with a few nice words, I will let you go?"

Han Fei smiled slightly: "Han Fei never expected to escape with words."

"Han Fei just wants the King of Qin to understand that killing Han Fei will not be beneficial to Qin."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "Killing you will at least prove one thing. The majesty of the Qin State cannot be provoked."

Han Fei shook his head: "King Qin will only let the real murderer go free if he kills Han Fei."

"Although Han Fei has little talent and knowledge, if he can help the King of Qin find the assassin, he may be able to relieve Qin's worries."

Ying Zheng's face gradually turned cold.

"Han Fei, let me ask you again, does this assassin have anything to do with you?"

Han Fei raised his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng: "Han Fei can swear on his life that this matter has nothing to do with Han Fei."

Ying Zheng looked at him coldly, and after a moment he suddenly sneered: "Han Fei, do you think Gu will believe in such a thing as an oath?"

Han Fei smiled slightly: "It doesn't matter whether King Qin believes Han Fei's oath or not."

"What matters is whether King Qin is willing to trust his own judgment."

Ying Zheng was touched by these words.

"It's a good idea to trust your own judgment."

"Han Fei, you may be able to deceive others with your cleverness, but it's not that easy to deceive an orphan."

He turned around and looked at the guard at the door: "Lock him up and let me see how long Master Han Fei can last."

The guard took the order and stepped forward.

Han Fei smiled slightly: "King Qin, Han Fei is willing to accept any review, but Han Fei has something to say that I hope King Qin will remember."

Ying Zheng stopped and said, "Say."

Han Fei said: "If the King of Qin kills Han Fei, it will only solve the immediate problem, but it will not solve the hidden dangers in the future."

"Although Han Fei is not talented, he is willing to share the worries of King Qin."

Ying Zheng snorted coldly: "I will consider your words, but before that, you'd better pray that your innocence can last for time."

After that, he turned and left.