Chapter 13: Anti-Fraud (I)
"This Lu Buwei is really a profiteer among profiteers, if I don't give in, he won't contribute." Qin Yiren sat on the low table and couldn't help but change his mind.
Although he took advantage of LΓΌ Buwei today, he did not get any actual benefits. What Qin Yiren needs most at the moment is money, and Lu Buwei didn't give him a son, which did not match Qin Yiren's expectations.
"Seeing that our food is about to run out, how shall we live this day?" Qin Yiren had another headache.
Qin Yiren has played so many tricks because he wants to carry out limited cooperation, and he wants to get more benefits when bargaining with Lu Buwei, so as to survive this period of time. Where do you think, Lu Buwei's appetite is too big, he wants Qin Yiren to be completely obedient and completely become his puppet, Qin Yiren is absolutely unwilling to do this.
Not to mention, there is also something like cuckolding that makes Qin Yiren angry, this kind of thing, a man will not accept it.
"Knock knock!"
At that moment, there was a sound of heavy footsteps, like thunder.
"Childe, it's no good, Zhao Ping is here." Meng Zhao hurriedly came over to report.
"Come on, come on, come and hit out." Qin Yiren didn't take Zhao Ping to heart.
"Childe, not this time. Zhao Ping brought more than a dozen people, or everyone with guys. Ma Gai sighed and said, "If our sword is still there, if our combat power is still there, why should we be afraid?" β
They have been starved for three years, and their combat power has dropped too much, and now they have less than one percent of their remaining combat power, and they really don't have the slightest certainty about dealing with a dozen murderers with guys.
"Not good!" Qin Yiren was shocked in his heart, and immediately knew that something was wrong.
Before he could react, he heard a sound, the door was kicked away, and Zhao Ping rushed in with a few red-clothed officials and ten market scoundrels.
Looking at the bright Zhao Jian in their hands, Qin Yiren's heart sank, and a chill ran on his back: "I'm going to suffer a big loss today, how should this be good?" β
In this situation, Qin Yiren was also helpless, so he could only stare dryly.
"Haha!" Zhao Ping's spirit was vivid, like a crowing rooster, triumphant, looking up to the sky, laughing loudly, extremely comfortable, with a wave of the sword in his hand, pointing at Qin Yiren and shouting: "Qin Yiren, you are dying." β
"Nonsense! If you don't say it, I know it. Qin Yiren knew the strength and weakness, and gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I, Qin Yiren, want to die today, I will bite off a few pieces of your flesh!" β
Qin Yiren is not a bad breed, and he knows that the situation is unfavorable, and he will not admit defeat.
"That's right! We Qin people only die by standing, not by kneeling! Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo'er echoed in unison, holding their heads high, holding their chests high, and their fighting spirits high.
The Six Kingdoms of Shandong accused the Qin State of being a country of tigers and wolves, and accused the Qin people of being tigers and wolves, because the Qin people were "happy when they heard the war", which means that the Qin people were as happy as eating meat and drinking wine.
At this moment, the performance of Meng Zhao's five people is the best interpretation of "happy when you hear the war".
They knew that they were invincible, and they knew that they could not be defeated, but they still did not flinch, did not panic, but raised their fighting spirit.
"This is the real man!" Qin Yiren saw it in his eyes, his heart warmed, and he was greatly admired.
"Hit! Beat! Beat! Hit me hard! Zhao Ping stretched out his neck, he could catch up with the giraffe, and roared: "Qin Yiren, the new account and the old account are counted together!" Die! "It rushed up like a leopard.
"Zhao Gou, watch the fight!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai and Fan Tong roared, not at all afraid, and rushed towards Zhao Ping.
Qin Yiren closed his eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
As Qin Yiren expected, Meng Zhao and the three of them were greeted by more than a dozen punches and kicks, as well as bright swords.
Although Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong were brave, after all, the body was dragged down by three years of hard life, and they didn't have much strength, and their combat power was not as good as before, and they didn't even have a percent combat power left.
However, their toughness is admirable, although they were beaten all over in blood and scarred, they refused to admit defeat, did not admit cowardice, and cursed loudly.
"Tiger Wolf Qin Ren, if you don't stop talking, I'll kill you!" Zhao Ping's face was hideous, and the Zhao sword in his hand was on Meng Zhao's neck, and with a slight force, blood flowed down the blade of the sword.
"Come on! The Qin people are tigers and wolves, how can they be afraid of your dog! It was Meng Zhao's roar that answered Zhao Ping, like thunder.
"If you don't give in, I'll kill them!" The red-clothed officer put his sword on Ma Gai and Fan Tong's necks, and with a force, the two of them were injured in the necks, and blood flowed.
"Die or die! The Qin people can be killed but not humiliated! Ma Gai and Fan Tong were not afraid, their eyes widened: "Twenty years later, he is a good man again, why be afraid of death!" β
Qin Yiren listened to it in his ears, and there was a burst of pantothenic acid in his heart, what a hard man, there are few in the world.
"I have heard the nature of the tiger and wolf of the Qin people, and I never admit defeat, and the result is true!" The ten market boys couldn't help but admire.
Although Qin Zhao became mortal enemies because of the Changping War, Meng Zhao's heroism was still commendable, and the market boy had to praise it.
"Qin Yiren, hand over a thousand gold, and I will spare their dog's life." The sword in Zhao Ping's hand tightened, and it entered Meng Zhao's neck deeper.
"A thousand gold?" Qin Yiren really wanted to laugh out loud, and teased: "If I had a thousand gold, would I let you run amok?" I'd have had you slaughtered like a dog. β
With Zhao Ping's status and status, asking someone to kill him doesn't need a thousand gold, ten gold is almost the same.
"You borrowed a thousand gold from Mr. Lu, who was in charge, and Mr. Lu told me personally." Zhao Ping roared even louder.
"Okay, you Lu Buwei, you dare to calculate me. I won't spare you. Qin Yiren finally understood the reason, and hated Lu Buwei so much that the roots of his teeth itched: "He is trying to force me to submit." β
Qin Yiren's intentions for LΓΌ Buwei were clear, and he couldn't convince Qin Yiren, so he borrowed Zhao Ping's hand to rectify Qin Yiren until Qin Yiren completely surrendered.
"Hit! Hit Qin Yiren for me hard. Zhao Ping glared at Qin Yiren fiercely, and several red-clothed officials pounced, like wolves and tigers.
If they are allowed to pounce, Qin Yiren's beating is indispensable, and it is the kind that is beaten to the point that the flesh is open, Qin Yiren's scalp is numb, how can he get rid of this difficulty?
Who can do anything about it.
"Childe, let's go!" Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, and Fan Tong yelled, wanting to pounce on Qin Yiren and save Qin Yiren, but they were restrained and couldn't move.
Mo'er and Hei Bo wanted to come forward to stop them, but to no avail, seeing that these people were about to pounce.
"Qin Yiren, if you don't die today, you will shed your skin. Aren't you very capable? I see how capable you are. If you are ten times more capable of a hundred times a thousand times, you will lie at my feet like a dog and beg for mercy. I want you to lick my toes! The dignified king and grandson licked my toes, it must make me feel comfortable and happy! Zhao Ping was alive and proud.
Seeing that Qin Yiren was about to suffer a big loss, Meng Zhao, Ma Gai, Fan Tong, Hei Bo and Mo Er closed their eyes in pain, unable to bear to look any further.
"Zhao Ping, you are so daring, you dare to scold Prime Minister Pingyuanjun." However, at this moment, I saw Qin Yiren's eyes roll, as if he thought of something, and suddenly roared, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Nonsense, I didn't scold the prime minister." Zhao Ping flatly denied it.
Pingyuan Jun is the prime minister of Zhao State, and he is high, even if he borrows a leopard gall to Zhao Ping, he doesn't dare to scold.
"Let me ask you, you scolded Pingyuan Jun for being ignorant, and recommended Zhao Kuo as a general, which eventually led to the defeat of Changping, but is there such a thing?" Qin Yiren's voice was even higher, and he asked loudly.
"This ......" Zhao Ping had indeed scolded Pingyuanjun like this, and his face changed greatly.