Chapter 50

Yingziyi's car drove slowly on the street, and the current Xianyang City is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most prosperous city in the world.

Straight streets, square markets, wide corners, high eaves, everything, in good order. Under the night, the entire Xianyang City dissipated the hustle and bustle of the day, and became quiet and peaceful.

After the curfew, the only people who could walk on the street were watchmen, patrolling guards, officials who had the authority to carry out urgent tasks, special people who had received orders from Emperor Qin, and people who were very special themselves.

Ying Ziyi is barely the last two.

Walking at night like this, the etiquette that the prince should have when driving is also simple, anyway, no one will look at pretending to be forced at this time, so what else is it pretending to be?

The car drove from the Prince's Mansion to the Imperial City, but it took only a quarter of an hour. The guard who drove for Ying Ziyi took out the waist card and handed it to the guard guarding the outer gate of the imperial city.

After the guard confirmed, he saluted and let him go.

After entering the outer gate, the chariot slowly drove forward for a while, stopping in the square between the outer gate and the inner door. There is a dedicated parking area on it.

Ying Ziyi held a pitch-black box in his hand, and when he stepped out of the chariot, the attendant who picked him up was already waiting.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Majesty the First Emperor is waiting for His Highness in the main palace."

The chamberlain who led the way said. Ying Ziyi nodded and motioned for them to open the way ahead.

Walked through the inner door. This is the majestic and solemn palace of the Qin Emperor, and it is the place where the Qin Emperor handles government affairs and approaches hundreds of officials. The moonlight hangs high, and in the Qin Imperial Palace, the lights are brilliant, reflecting the surroundings, and there are many guards around.

Stepping through the heavy stairs, Ying Ziyi climbed the high platform. At this moment, the door of the palace was open, and Ying Ziyi could see from the outside that Emperor Qin was handling government affairs on top of the case. By his side, there is an attendant who specializes in measuring the weight of the fold. Every time Emperor Qin finished processing a piece of music, the chamberlain would put the heavy bamboo slips on the measuring instrument, and once the one hundred and twenty catties had passed, he would remind Emperor Qin that it was time to rest.

If you say what is the most difficult messenger in the Qin Palace? Ying Ziyi thought that this was it. Emperor Qin set this rule himself, but he didn't seem to follow it often. And the chamberlain beside Emperor Qin should be even more careful, if he encounters Emperor Qin's handling of complicated government affairs, he doesn't open his eyes to disturb Brother Zheng, then the end will naturally be miserable.

Ying Ziyi had just walked into the main hall, and then the chamberlain reminded: "Your Majesty, the government affairs handled by Your Majesty today have reached one hundred and twenty catties, and it is time to rest." ”

Emperor Qin looked up and happened to see Yingziyi. He raised his hand and motioned for the chamberlain to move him down.

"Son-in-law, see father."

Ten steps to the Qin Emperor, before a pool of clear water, Yingziyi worshipped.

"Yes." Qin Huang nodded, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

"I'm about to present it to my father." Ying Ziyi handed the box in his hand to the chamberlain, who presented the imperial case.

Brother Zheng opened the box and saw the three things inside, but his brows were furrowed.

"What is this?" He took out one of the items inside the box, thin, gentle, but a little mottled and rough on the outside. "What is this?"

"Father, this is paper. The other two, one is called a brush and the other is called ink, both of which are written objects. ”

Emperor Qin looked at these items, pondered carefully, and after a long time, he said: "It's a pity that this piece of paper, is there a way to make its surface smoother." ”

"The relevant technical subordinates are improving."

"How much longer?"

"The specific time cannot be determined, it can be as short as a few years, and as long as a dozen years."

"Silk is too expensive, and bamboo slips are too bulky. These few things of yours may be able to change the world. Unfortunately, it was too long. Emperor Qin said thoughtfully.

"Alright, put it away! Remember, don't take the paper out before it's formed. This matter must also be blocked, and the relevant personnel must be under strict supervision. ”

"Erchen understands.

"You did a very good job in this expedition to Baiyue. Minyue, Ouyue, Xiou, and Nanyue have surrendered to my Daqin one after another, and the remaining Luo Yue, under the joint efforts of Yihu Song and Jijun, will not take much effort. ”

"Thank you, Father."

"After Baiyue surrendered, a series of projects could already be used for war. Tuntian, immigration, business, and city building, these things are complicated, and it is rare that you can handle them in an orderly manner. ”

"Thanks to the prestige of the father and the emperor, the life of the soldiers."

After saying a few opening remarks without being salty, Brother Zheng finally got to the point.

"That Han Xin, where did you find it?"

At this time, the people in the hall were almost gone, and even the masters who had been guarding Emperor Qin had also evacuated one after another.

"When Erchen was fighting Chu in the past, he passed by Huaiyin, met by chance, and was accepted as a guard." Ying Ziyi said.

"I've read his battle report when he attacked the 60,000-strong army at night, and the precision and ruthlessness of that Han Xin's soldiers are no less than that of a veteran who has led troops for a long time. But the important thing is that he is young. At this time, I am still a puppet in the hands of my middle father? ”

Ying Ziyi's heart sank. Father Zhong, the only person who can make Brother Zheng say this title is Wenxin Hou Lu Buwei.

Brother Shichuan Zheng is the illegitimate son of Lü Buwei, and the rumors spread from his time in Zhao to after he ascended the throne, and even the general Fan Yuzhi fled from Qin because of this internal strife.

However, Ying Ziyi seems that most of this rumor was spread by Emperor Qin's younger brother Cheng Jiao in order to compete for the throne. As for whether Brother Zheng is Lü Buwei's illegitimate son. What exactly is the truth, who knows?

"Middle Father." Gently savoring this word that has not been spoken for a long time, Brother Zheng's heart seems to have set off waves that have not been seen for a long time.

Ying Ziyi knew that Lu Buwei was a very special existence for Brother Zheng. If there was no Lü Buwei, there would be no Brother Zheng today, and there would not even be King Xiang of Qin Zhuang. Brother Ke Zheng is also the one who personally sent Lu Buwei to death. What happened in the middle of it was far away, and only a few people could know. Ying Ziyi naturally has no intention of getting to the bottom of it. touched on the topic of Minggan, Ying Ziyi was naturally pretending to be an ostrich, and she didn't hear it for a long time.

Fortunately, Brother Zheng quickly suppressed this emotion and looked at Ying Ziyi: "Such a sharp sword, if it is not polished by a master, it is impossible to have the current level." Do you know where Han Xin came from? ”

At present, what monopolizes the entire education sector is the hundreds of schools of thought. It is absolutely impossible for a person from a civilian background to reach such a level without the support of a certain school of thought behind him. However, in addition, the money spent just to study the books of Zhuzi is not something that an ordinary family can afford. Not to mention, Brother Zheng has investigated, Han Xin is just an orphan.

I really can't hide anything from Brother Zheng, but Ying Ziyi doesn't plan to tell the truth. "What Han Xin has learned, and he is also the head of a hundred schools. In today's world, there are only a handful of people who can reach this level. Erchen guessed that Han Xin's master was already among these people. ”

"Looking at the way he uses his soldiers, it reminds me of a person. Lieutenant Son. ”

"Lord Weiyi?" Ying Ziyi pretended not to know, and said in surprise.

Emperor Qin didn't care about Ying Ziyi's attitude, but he chuckled: "Interesting, if the war is extinguished today." It's really interesting that Wei Yizi has secretly polished such a sharp long sword. ”

Ying Ziyi continued to pretend to be an ostrich, ignoring Brother Zheng's self-talk.

"You know what? If it were me, what would I do with such a talent as Han Xin? ”

"Erchen doesn't know?"

"I'm going to kill him!"

“！”

Brother Zheng's answer was indeed a surprise, but he didn't have to ask Brother Zheng the reason.

"So what does my father want to do with Han Xin now?"

Brother Zheng has always been a person who can do his hands and not speak. And now that he has already moved, he naturally has no intention of doing it again. "I intend to keep it for you. As for whether it will be killed or used in the future, it will also be disposed of with you. ”

"Son-in-law, thank your father." Ying Ziyi's heart was relieved.

"Remember, a sword that is too sharp will naturally be convenient when using it against the enemy, but also be careful that this sword will hurt you one day."

"Sons remember the teachings of their father."

"Okay, Han Xin's matter is also put aside. Now let's get down to business! ”

There's still something going on. Ying Ziyi thought that Han Xin could retreat after finishing speaking, but he didn't expect Brother Zheng to mention another stubble.

"Your marriage."

Ying Ziyi suddenly remembered his marriage to Li Yu, the daughter of Prime Minister Li Si. After the conquest of Baiyue, a series of things were entangled, and he completely left them out of the clouds.

"Father, this matter can be postponed."

"Why?" Qin Huang asked curiously.

Could it be that my brother will say that he will be flashing people from Xianyang City soon?

"One of the sons is still young, and the other is that the sons have said that they want to search for the elixir of life for their father. At the moment, this matter is already a little bit more eyebrow-raising. Ying Ziyi couldn't think of a good reason, so she could only use this to prevaricate.

Who knows if Brother Zheng heard this, but his face changed greatly, and he asked, "What kind of news is it?" ”

"It is about the mirage to visit Xianshan is some etiquette, and it is said that it is collected in Hedong County. Erchen plans to go there himself later. The mirage is about to be completed, and Erchen plans to go to Songhai after going to Hedong. Therefore, the marriage is still postponed for a while. ”

"Okay!" Qin Huang nodded and said

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

In the dark quiet room, there was not a trace of candlelight, only a crescent moon in the sky, shining down through the window, on the table in front of Yingziyi.

At this moment, Ying Ziyi was sitting on the bookcase, and only a golden copper box was placed. A man in black knelt on one knee, just behind the desk.

"Has the news gotten out?"

"The news of Canglong's appearance has probably spread all over the rivers and lakes now."

"Good." Ying Ziyi nodded and picked up the golden square box on the desk. "Canglong Qisu, this secret about the world has been circulated for thousands of years since the beginning of the Zhou Chamber, but no one knows the answer to this secret?"

Ying Ziyi smiled and threw the golden copper box in front of him to the man in black.

"Send this thing to Wei Di, presumably for this thing, whether it is the Hundred Families of the Princes or the Yu Clans of the Six Kingdoms, they will be interested?"

"My subordinates understood." The man in black took the yellow copper box and jumped out of the room in two steps, his figure blending into the dark night.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, this trick is good for throwing stones and asking for directions!"

In the dark night, a curved and light figure stepped into Ying Ziyi's quiet room and appeared in Ying Ziyi's sight.

"Are you back, Concubine Yan!"

"Yes!"

In the quiet room, the two looked at each other and smiled, needless to say

Taoist sect, Lingyun Valley.

In the bamboo house of the head, Xiaoyaozi sat cross-legged.

In front of him, two female disciples were kneeling.

Forget worries and forget coincidences.

"Master, I don't know what happened to call us?"

Xiaoyaozi opened his eyes, looked at the two of them, and said, "Forget the coincidence, your parents miss you very much when you write a letter from home. So I'm going to give you a trip home. ”

Listening to Xiaoyaozi talk about his parents, a burst of longing also surged in his heart. When I heard that I could go home, I was also happy in my heart. But when she raised her head to look at Forget Worries, she found that the other party's pretty face unconsciously revealed a trace of sadness.

I remembered that my parents had passed away. Therefore, she restrained her smile and thanked Xiaoyaozi: "Thank you, Master Master." ”

Xiaoyaozi nodded and looked at Forget Worry: "This time, you can also accompany Forget Qiao down the mountain!" ”

Forget worry looked at Xiaoyaozi with some puzzlement, but listened to the other party continue: "This time, I still have a task for you to complete. ”

"But according to the orders of the master (uncle)."

"It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there is a dragon in Weidi, and the teacher suspects that there is an initiator behind this matter. Therefore, you need to go and investigate. ”

"Yes! Master. ”

"Master, there is one more thing." Forget the time asked.

"What?"

"Forget your brother, he hasn't heard from him these days. Although the disciple knew that the disciple was on a top-secret mission, the disciple still wanted to know if he was okay recently. ”

Speaking of this, Forget Worry also looked at Xiaoyaozi, and seemed to be very concerned about the whereabouts of Forget Love.

Xiaoyaozi sighed and said, "At the beginning, Forget Qing and the little spirit of the Taoist Heavenly Sect infiltrated the Yin and Yang family together to carry out the mission. ”

"Yin and Yang Family?" The two girls were shocked and looked at each other.

But later, the deeds of the two of them were revealed. Forget the love escaped from the Yin-Yang family, but was chased all the way into the Qinling Mountains by the Yin-Yang family. Since then, there has been no trace, and his life and death are still unknown. ”

Hearing this, Forget Qiao's heart seemed to be caught by something, and it was very depressed.

"I also went to investigate afterwards, but I didn't find a trace. Forgetfulness is life or death, perhaps it can only be left to the destiny of heaven. ”

"Is that so?"

Forget the worry and said softly, in her heart, the taste is also complicated at the moment. Forget your worries and say goodbye to Xiaoyaozi, pull Forget Qiao, and walk out of the bamboo house. (To be continued.) )