King Qin has a rough appearance, but in fact, he also has a careful side, and he attaches great importance to his reputation and reputation.

At the beginning of Zhao Jia, Corporal Lixian learned from King Qin, but the style of the two was different, King Qin was purely smashed out of gold and silver, as long as he was a talent, he would not hesitate to take gold and silver in his hands, because this Zhao Jia also gave him the ambition of a famous man from all over the world to run errands, and the first time he bumped into the concubine in the library, it was the King of Qin who didn't know who to listen to, the old sour storyteller was a hermit, and he had to recruit him.

Zhao Jia is a young man, combined with the ways and methods of King Qin, all-round, in addition to throwing money, all kinds of attitudes, humble and generous, benevolent, virtuous, and virtuous corporals, living in the play day by day, sometimes he thinks that he is such a person. It's only for some things, some people stabbed him and blew him up, and he suddenly made a play when he lost his temper.

King Qin didn't mention that it was okay for the concubine, but as soon as he mentioned it, his brain swelled, and the liver fire that he had just suppressed rose again.

"I have my own plans for this. He said. "The matter of face, the son can save it. ”

It's not enough to kill someone, but the mention of the village woman is really angry and his teeth itch. He was born in the palace since he was a child, and he knew how many people flattered him and beat him, and even calculated him, but he had never seen such a person who was scheming on the table to calculate him-

Her man crushed him by force, why did she still want to crush him in terms of IQ, give him some frustration education, and let him know that there are people outside the world?

His son is very irritable.

King Qin saw that when he usually encountered this kind of thing to buy people's hearts, when did he not run to the first, but at this time, he was very happy and his expression was disgusted.

I'm afraid I haven't encountered such a thing as assassination, and I'm scared?

"In the future, you go out with more guards...... It's not a big deal right now. King Qin sighed, "You have to protect yourself, I don't want anything like your eldest brother to happen again...... At that time, if he had brought more people, he would not have been so gone......"

Zhao Jia's mother is Mrs. Xu Xian, the previous princess of Qin had given birth to a son, six years older than Zhao Jia, with a rebellious temperament, and he loved to mix with martial artists during the day, and died in a horse race with a friend. Because the saddle slipped, he fell off his horse, and his neck fell to the ground, and he died on the spot.

If he doesn't die, the name of the prince will not fall to Zhao Jia at all.

Hearing King Qin mention it, Zhao Jia also put on a lonely face, in fact, he has no relationship with that big brother's fart, people's eyes are on the top of their brains, and they don't even care about his mother, so they naturally look down on him, a 'little rabbit cub' - this is the nickname given to him by the eldest brother.

"Big brother's death day is coming, if it weren't for my foot-"

"You just have to take care of it, and you don't have to worry about it. King Qin waved his palm, no matter how painful he was back then, after all these years, any pain gradually dissipated. "If it was Kyosato's idea, this wouldn't be just this once-"

"Daddy. Zhao Jia pondered for a long time, "There are already ministers in the capital who have suggested that the emperor cut the domain, in case the emperor responds, what countermeasures do we have to have?"

King Qin snorted coldly, "Those sour literati who can only say and can't do it, what they are thinking about all day long is to cut our power, if we cut it, will we take these rights cheaper than those people with foreign surnames? If the little rabbit cub really dares to do this, I have to clear the people around him!"

The little rabbit cub is the mantra of King Qin and Zhao Jia's eldest brother who is a dead ghost, and as soon as Zhao Jia hears King Qin scolding which little rabbit cub, he will definitely be able to think of the eldest brother who most often uses his nostrils to face him.

"Qing Jun side?" Zhao Jia put forward a very elegant word for rebellion in history.

When King Qin heard this, he slapped the table.

"Then clear! Who is afraid of whom? Let the little rabbit cub take back our power, and we still have the face to stay in Mingyang City? What is the fun of staying there? Let people see jokes?

King Qin had heard too many words like this declaration of war, and Zhao Jia didn't feel anything.

His feet ached faintly, "But, what does it mean that Jingli sent someone over? Kill someone, won't the relationship only become more stiff, it's better to let us go to Beijing to be protons." My son couldn't figure it out. ”

"Is he stupid to treat everyone else, who will send his own son -- that is the fool of King Fu, who folded it upside down, and sent his son away within a few days of the holy decree, and the rest of the rest can not be delayed? The little emperor may be killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys, and if he does not send it, he will cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. ”

Zhao Jia lowered his eyes, "That killer who is afraid of the faction will not only target our family." ”

"Whether other people send killers over or not, it has nothing to do with us, just take care of it, put your heart in your stomach, I won't send you to the capital." A dignified son, enjoy a good fortune in the fiefdom, what kind of third grandson to go there!"

Before King Qin could say anything, the princess came in with tears in her eyes, and the father and son exchanged glances and diverted the topic.

really followed Zhao Jia's words, after less than half a month, there was already news coming one after another, King Ning, King Chu, and King Han were stabbed one after another, among which King Ning cut his throat with a sword and died on the spot, and the other two princes were only slightly injured, but they were also frightened.

The vassal king was not allowed to leave the fiefdom for no reason, and several princes exchanged letters for a while, scolding each other with secret words for a long time, and Zhao Jia was about to vomit to death, and the more he looked at it, the more painful it became...... It's really panicked, with this kind of kung fu to use this kind of exchange to scold the court, it's really better to join forces to do a big thing.

Zhao Jia has had a dream since he was a child.

He listened to King Qin a lot, what was originally the old man who chose him, the emperor is his, then he is the crown prince, these words King Qin said too much, it is not a matter of it, but he listened to it, he wanted to be the emperor. The emperor who commanded the world and was admired by all the people.

Helplessly, there is a father who fights empty mouths, and he has not heard back for many years.

"The prince still hasn't made up his mind?" Mr. Gan sat on the old yellow rosewood chair, calmly watching the prince open a fiefdom flying pigeon herald and throw it aside.

Zhao Jia was lying on the couch with his feet smeared with medicine, he had a habit of cleanliness, and he couldn't see the dirty and messy powder powder on his body, and every day he changed the dressing to smear a simple and neat pattern on his feet, and then covered it with a thin veil like a cicada's wings.

There is no other reason, the prince is disgusted when he sees it.

"If this plan can't prompt the prince to raise troops, next-"

Zhao Jia sneered, it seemed that he hadn't stabbed himself, and he still didn't feel pain.

"Mr. Gan, please write a letter to Kyori and signal that person to step up his efforts to ask for a reduction in the feudal domain. (To be continued.) )