People in Qin Dynasty: Opening the treasure chest, I took off!

Chapter 51 The Undercurrents of Xinzheng

(Ahead lies a world of challenges, opportunities, and the unknown.)

(But they will not back down.)

(Because they have each other.)

(Because they are family.)

half a month later.

Outside Xinzheng City, a horse-drawn carriage slowly approached.

Xia Bing lifted the carriage curtain and looked at the city gate in the distance.

The city walls of Xinzheng were shorter than those of Handan, but the streets were bustling with people and the cries of vendors filled the air, making it quite prosperous.

"Is this the capital of Korea?" The snow woman peeked out, looking at the scene outside.

"Yes." Xia Bing nodded. "Xinzheng."

Jingni held Tian Yan in her arms, her eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

"The situation in South Korea is even more chaotic than in Zhao," she whispered. "Nightfall controls the court, and Ji Wuye wields absolute power."

"That's why we came here." Xia Bing lowered the carriage curtain, a slight smile playing on her lips.

He had already found out the details when he was in Handan.

Although South Korea was weak, it held an important geographical position, controlling a vital passage to the Central Plains.

More importantly, it contains what he needs—a treasure chest.

The system map shows that there are a large number of treasure chests scattered throughout Xinzheng City, and the quality of them is extremely high.

That's the real reason he came to South Korea.

The carriage entered the city and stopped on a quiet street.

Zilan Pavilion.

A three-story pavilion stands at the end of the street, with upturned eaves and carved beams and painted rafters. Two purple gauze lanterns hang in front of the door, glowing softly in the setting sun.

"We've arrived." Xia Bing jumped off the carriage.

He had someone buy a house in Xinzheng in advance, but tonight he plans to stay at Zilanxuan first.

Zi Nu was already waiting at the door.

She wore a long purple dress, her breasts partially exposed, and her long, slender legs were faintly visible beneath the hem. Hearing the sound of the carriage, she looked up, a hint of a smile flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"Young master has finally arrived." Zi Nu stepped forward gracefully. "I've been waiting for you for days."

"Something came up on the way and I was delayed," Xia Bing said with a smile.

"Hmph." Zi Nu rolled her eyes at him. "You're the best at making excuses."

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to the other people in the carriage.

Jingni carried Tianyan out of the car and looked at Zinu with a cold expression.

Snow Maiden followed behind, her gaze sweeping around the entrance of Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Li Wu looked around curiously.

Zi Nu looked at Tian Yan in Jing Ni's arms, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

"This is......"

"My daughter," Jing Ni said calmly.

"Oh?" Zi Nu raised an eyebrow, her gaze towards Xia Bing becoming more meaningful.

"Impressive skill."

Xia Bing touched her nose, somewhat helplessly.

"Let's go inside and talk about it."

Zi Nu chuckled softly and stepped aside.

"please."

……

Inside the Purple Orchid Pavilion, the lights were dazzling.

In the private room on the second floor, Xia Bing and Zi Nu sat facing each other.

Jingni, Xue Nu, and the others had been moved to another room to rest, leaving only the two of them.

"Young master, how long do you plan to stay in Korea this time?" Zi Nu picked up her wine cup and took a small sip.

"It depends." Xia Bing leaned back in her chair. "Maybe a few months, maybe longer."

"Then we must explore Xinzheng thoroughly." Zi Nu put down her wine cup. "Although Xinzheng isn't a large city, there are many interesting places to visit."

"for example?"

"For example..." Zi Nu leaned closer and lowered her voice, "...the Drunken Immortal Pavilion in the east of the city, the antique street in the west, and the one in the south..."

Before she could finish speaking, a commotion suddenly erupted downstairs.

"Who's causing trouble?" Zi Nu frowned slightly.

She stood up, walked to the window, and peered out.

On the street below, a carriage was blocked by several men in black.

"It's them again," Zi Nu sneered. "Ji Wuye's men."

"Ji Wuye?" Xia Bing walked over and stood next to Zi Nu.

"The most powerful man in Korea," Zi Nu's voice turned cold. "He controls the court, wields military power, and even the King of Han has to defer to him."

"The leader of the night?"

"Yes." Zi Nu nodded. "It's said that he has five factions under his command, each of whom is one of the top experts in Korea."

Xia Bing glanced at the men in black downstairs, a glint of light flashing in her eyes.

"interesting."

"Interesting?" Zi Nu turned and glanced at him. "You'd better be careful. Ji Wuye is a vengeful person. You've just arrived in Xinzheng; you'd better not offend him."

"Really?" Xia Bing smiled. "What if we've already offended them?"

"What do you mean?"

Xia Bing didn't answer, but just looked at the end of the street.

There, a young man was walking slowly towards them.

He wore a blue robe with a jade pendant at his waist, and his demeanor exuded an air of refined elegance.

What is most striking about him are his eyes—clear and bright, as if they can see right through people's hearts.

"Han Fei?" Xia Bing murmured.

"You know him?" Zi Nu asked, somewhat surprised.

"I don't know him," Xia Bing shook her head, "but I know who he is."

Han Fei was the ninth son of the King of Han.

A Korean prince who returned from overseas, and a representative figure of the Legalist school of thought.

It is said that even King Ying Zheng of Qin praised his talent.

Downstairs, Han Fei walked up to the men in black and said calmly, "Make way."

"Young Master, this is Lord Ji Wuye's order..."

"I said, move aside." Han Fei's tone remained calm, but his eyes sharpened.

The men in black hesitated for a moment, but ultimately made way.

Han Fei straightened his robes and stepped into the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

Zi Nu watched this scene with a slight smile on her lips.

"Looks like we'll have guests tonight."

Xia Bing turned around and sat back down in her seat.

"Then let's meet."

He picked up his wine glass, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Han Fei.

A legendary representative of Legalism.

He wanted to see just what this young master was capable of.

……

A moment later, Han Fei arrived at the private room on the second floor, guided by Zi Nu.

He paused slightly when he saw Xia Bing.

Xia Bing was also sizing him up.

The two locked eyes, as if sparks were flying through the air.

"And who is this...?" Han Fei asked.

"My friend," Zi Nu said with a smile, "is surnamed Xia, and her given name is Bing."

"Xia Bing?" Han Fei raised an eyebrow. "A good name."

"Han Feizi." Xia Bing nodded in acknowledgment. "I've heard so much about him."

Do you know me?

"The King of Han had nine sons, all renowned Legalist scholars," Xia Bing said with a smile. "Who in the entire state of Han doesn't know the name of Master Han Fei?"

Han Fei smiled and sat down opposite Xia Bing.