Chapter 16: Who Excels as an Investment Specialist? Off to the Warring States to Find Old Lü!
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After people from other worlds saw it, some beauty enthusiasts were immediately swayed by appearances and values alike.
The reason was simple: young Zheng was just too handsome back then...
With his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, paired with that slightly melancholic gaze, he stirred every woman’s imagination of the perfect son.
A true man.
Liu Bang, after watching, felt that although his own childhood wasn’t great, compared to Zheng, his was actually quite good.
He couldn’t help but click his tongue, feeling a pang of sympathy.
Young Zheng had been a hostage in the State of Zhao, living in constant fear for his life, while Liu Bang, despite having little achievement in his hometown, had at least been able to live freely.
“Who would have thought that the once imposing First Emperor, who radiated overwhelming power during his tours, endured such hardships in childhood, yet still managed to unify the six states? Truly remarkable,” Liu Bang sighed.
“I sympathize with Zheng for a moment... Now, let’s keep drinking!” he said, raising his cup and pulling his beauty close.
...
Above, the screen continued to play.
The scene shifted, and in the blink of an eye, Zheng was already nine years old, his face filled with stories, his eyes even darker and more somber.
“At nine, Ying Zheng caught the attention of Lü Buwei, a great investor who saw him as a rare treasure, much like his own father, Ying Yiren!”
“With Lü Buwei’s help, Zhao Ji and her son set off on the journey back to Qin.”
“The path was fraught with danger—pursuers sent by Zhao and assassins dispatched by Lady Huayang of Qin.”
On the screen, Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji exchanged secret glances inside the carriage, with young Ying Zheng squeezed between them, unmoved despite Zhao Ji’s pleas.
Anyone with eyes could see that Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji clearly had a relationship, and young Zheng, aware of this, would naturally not bend to Lü Buwei’s will.
...
Suddenly, an arrow shot toward the carriage. The sound of galloping hooves followed as several masked assassins wielding bronze swords blocked the horses’ path!
In moments, they slaughtered Lü Buwei’s guards.
Inside the carriage, Zhao Ji clutched young Zheng in fright, her face filled with pitiful distress.
In contrast, Ying Zheng, nestled in her arms, remained calm and unshaken.
Lü Buwei glanced at the unusually composed child and nodded approvingly.
Unflinching in the face of danger, showing no hint of fear—a true talent, worth investing in!
Below the screen.
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King Zhaoxiang of Qin examined the assassins’ arrows and weapons, confirming they were from Qin!
“Lady Huayang? Very well! You dare kill my great-grandson? Fine! I will remember this. Don’t let me find out who you are!”
“And Lü Buwei traveling with guards? Could you be any less professional?”
The Warring States’ Great Overlord was furious; the consequences would be severe!
On the screen, Lü Buwei cast a tender glance at the tearful Zhao Ji and said softly, “Don’t worry... I will handle everything.”
Then, he stepped down from the carriage.
His demeanor was that of a warrior heading to certain death, utterly captivating Zhao Ji.
(Zhao Ji’s thoughts likely ran like this: "Wow... Lü Buwei is so handsome... and a bit adorable... definitely my type...")
Outside the carriage, Lü Buwei bowed to a man before the line of assassins.
“Gentlemen... I, Lü, invite you to die!”
Before he finished, the man he had bowed to was struck by an arrow to the head, falling off his horse.
The assassins were stunned.
Lü Buwei continued bowing to others.
“I invite you to die...”
With a swift “whoosh,” another fell.
“I invite you to die...”
In no time, all were killed by Lü Buwei’s bowing.
People watching across dimensions were shocked by Lü Buwei’s moves.
Liu Bang’s eyes widened, almost spitting out his wine: “Lü Buwei can do that? Just bow and people drop dead? Incredible!”
Emperor Wu of Han was utterly stunned by Lü Buwei’s display.
“This man definitely has something special on him!”
Li Er nodded appreciatively. “Lü Buwei does have some tricks—he even brought secret bodyguards!”
But it wasn’t surprising; after all, who in the Warring States didn’t bring guards when traveling?
Back on the screen, after dispatching the assassins, Lü Buwei stood proudly.
A young man holding a crossbow appeared before him. Lü Buwei nodded at him.
Soon, a few more guards appeared from behind, driving the carriage.
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Only then did Lü Buwei step back into the carriage, full of swagger and confidence.
Zhao Ji gazed at him with admiration. “Lü Buwei, you’re amazing!”
She then pulled young Zheng aside and gave Lü Buwei a big hug.
Lü Buwei felt a soft warmth against his chest, secretly pleased—clearly, the money was well spent. These bodyguards were professionals.
Young Ying Zheng, however, quietly observed Lü Buwei, a faint but subtle caution flickering in his eyes.
...
“At nine, Ying Zheng officially returned to Qin. Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji, former lovers, rekindled their relationship, and Ying Zheng began calling Lü Buwei ‘Uncle’!”
“Slowly, Ying Zheng learned much about royal power and ambition from Lü Buwei, the merchant!”
Ying Yiren, watching this, flushed with anger.
He felt a green patch of shame on his head and suddenly slammed the table, roaring, “That traitor Lü Buwei dares to insult me so! Zhao Ji—how could she do this!”
“I appointed Lü Buwei as Chancellor, and this is how he repays me?”
Ying Yiren’s breath grew heavy, his chest heaving violently.
He had believed Lü Buwei would loyally support him, and Zhao Ji would stay devoted, but now he realized he was a joke.
His anger mounting, his vision darkened, nearly fainting.
He forced himself to stand, gritting his teeth: “A gentleman does not leave a grudge unavenged. I will make Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji pay!”
Clenching his fists, his eyes blazed with fury and resentment, as if willing to burn the images on the screen to ashes.
...
Meanwhile, Lü Buwei was in a daze... This is bad... his deeds were finally exposed.
But even so, he was not afraid. He was no longer who he once was... only Lady Huayang’s power in Qin could give him pause.
Once he helped Ying Zheng ascend the throne, the title of the greatest imperial tutor in history would be his—Lü Buwei’s.
The future was bright and full of promise!
Still, he had to save face, so he called for Lao Ai, planning to send him into the palace.
Just as he pondered how to extricate himself, he looked up at the screen and felt as if the sky was falling...
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