Songhai, Lisi Courtyard.

Now it is early summer, the land of Qilu is on the seashore, but it is not very hot, and there are small bridges and flowing water in the exquisite mansions.

In the pond in the courtyard, the lotus flower is the world with buds to be released, there are some live fish in the pond, swimming back and forth, and the surrounding is piled up with good marble to form a guardrail.

In the pavilion not far away, Li Si sat quietly in it, the two maids played fans for it, but on the table was a pot of fine Tiangong Yunwu Cui, Li Si has always liked this bite.

The old housekeeper walked from the front yard to the back house, and when he stayed in front of Li Si, he said leisurely, "Master, this is a letter from Xianyang, it belongs to the eldest young master." ”

"Huh?" Li Si put down the book in his hand, and as a result, the scroll of bamboo slips was carefully examined, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his heart inevitably fluctuated a little.

I have been in Songhai for nearly a year, and I haven't seen my family for a long time, and it is normal for people to miss it, but after reading a letter, there is little warmth left in my heart, and what remains is deep worry.

'陛xià...... 's body really went wrong, could it be that night, His Majesty really lost to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi. ’

Li Si is a little difficult to accept, he has never learned martial arts, naturally he doesn't know the mystery of martial arts, what he is worried about is that Yingzheng was injured by the Eastern Emperor, but now he keeps it a secret, so what kind of injury is this Cheng dù.

If there is a day when His Majesty is in a big way, where will the empire go, dedicate his life to the Qin State, Li Si understands very well that once a son of heaven and a courtier, Lü Buwei was a good example.

He assisted Qin Shi Huang's father Yiren to ascend to the throne, but was suspicious of Qin Shi Huang, and finally ended up being sent a cup of poisoned wine by Hei Bingtai. Three-foot white silk, chosen by him.

Do you want to end up like Lu Buwei?

Li Si asked himself. This was never the result he wanted, and he put all his bets on Ying Zheng back then. He was right, and now I'm afraid I'm going to have another big gamble.

"Come on, go back to the study, pen and ink waiting!"

"Yes, sir."

In the study, Li Si spread out a bamboo slip and was working hard to write, at this moment, he was a little lucky. The thought he has spent in the palace over the years has not been in vain, and it is not easy for such important news to be delivered to the eldest son and then transferred to his own hands.

"My son Boxuan personally enlightened, now that the great changes are coming, my son should act cautiously, ask for his majesty for his father, and grant my son the position of Sanchuan County Guard, and my son should do his best to take up the post and keep a foundation for my Li family........."

"陛xià. His Majesty Liston bowed to the ............ I beg your majesty. Awarded the post of Commander of Boxuan Sanchuan...... The minister Li Si thanked the emperor. ”

After the two letters were written, one was quickly sent to Xianyang and handed over to the eldest son Li Youzhi, and the other was sent to the first emperor. Slowly sent to Ying Zheng's hands, so that he can also give it to the Li family and his son. Gain time to prepare.

"Come on, please go and invite Lord Zhao to come."

"Yes. Xiangye. ”

A moment later, Zhao Gao Shi Ran walked into the study. The Six Sword Slaves did not bring it, and it was obvious that Zhao Gao was also a very measured person.

"Lord Xiangguo, I don't know what happened to Zhao Gao in a hurry?"

"I know that you have a close relationship with the eighteenth prince, and I will get straight to the point with some words, how is he preparing for that position?"

Zhao Gao was shocked when he heard this, he didn't speak for a long time, he just looked at Li Si directly, looked at it for a long time, and said, "What does Lord Li mean by this?" ”

"It's ridiculous that I'm still playing with these fictitious things...... Since you don't want to say it today, forget it, it's just that Songhai just needs to understand as soon as possible, and His Majesty is ready to set off. ”

"It's Xiangye, Zhao Gao must do it quickly, hurry up."

"Alright, you can go."

"The minions are gone."

Li Si was the only one left in the study, looking at the beams of the room, Li Si's eyes looked a little hollow, "Yu Yu, you are two generations of Taifu, the teacher of the emperor, but I, Li Si, want to compete with you." ”

This is the arrogance of the literati, since Wei Yizi is a teacher of Fusu, if Li Si is stupidly coming up, he will inevitably be suppressed by Wei Yizi, then he will not be able to turn over for the rest of his life, as an ambitious politician, this is not what Li Si wants to see.

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Xianyang City, Huhai Mansion.

In the spacious mansion, everyone lowered their eyebrows and walked quickly, but the original magnificent mansion was filled with a sense of tranquility.

To this day, many servants in the palace are so unsettled that they wake up in the middle of the night, and suddenly find that cold sweat has soaked through their clothes.

That dusk has been deeply engraved in everyone's minds, and the ninety Black Ice Terrace assassins are here to fight against Mr. Qin Kan, who was once the most trusted of the eighteenth prince.

Of the ninety people, only thirty survived, and the whole courtyard was full of blood, and the hobbies continued, and a knife pierced the throat and a sword was disemboweled, and three or five people were cut off half of their bodies by a sword, and their intestines flowed all over the ground and crawled on the ground.

One or two others, blinded by a sword, rolled on the ground wailing and finally died.

This qiē came so suddenly, so bloody, that everyone was unforgettable.

It is said that to this day, the courtyard where Qin Kan once lived is still filled with a faint smell of blood.

It has become a taboo in the house, no one will take the initiative to mention it, and no one will go there.

But the more this is the case, the more gloomy and desolate the courtyard becomes, people say that the sixty or so lonely ghosts who died tragically refused to leave, and some say that it is because of the eighteenth son, the phoenix son and dragon grandson, who suppressed the people in the house to live, otherwise they would have been possessed by ghosts a long time ago.

For these, Hu Hai naturally doesn't care, it's still the same sentence, there is nothing in the world, mediocre people disturb themselves, and the next person is just an ordinary tool for this prince, so why care about their feelings.

Now, Hu Hai is worried about the health of his father, which is higher than a qiē for him, no matter how much he desires the throne, no matter how much he wants the position of the crown prince in his heart, as a son, he has always respected Yingzheng very much.

Because he knows that everything he has is because he is the son of His Majesty the First Emperor, he grew up watching his father's back, and grew up listening to his father's stories.

Hu Hai still doesn't want to believe that Donghuang Taiyi can hurt his father, which is why he will make a break with the Queen of the Night, because the people of the Yin and Yang family have touched their bottom line, and the emperor's every qiē is not allowed to be blasphemed, and whoever is disrespectful to his father will be beheaded all over the house.

This is not only the voice of Hu Hai, but also the voice of Fusu, or the voice of all the princes of Great Qin, this is the power of example.

"Shizi, Lord Zhao Gao has a letter." Outside the door of the study, the voice of the old butler broke Hu Hai's contemplation.

"Come in."

"No." (To be continued......)

PS: It's grandma's birthday today, so the update is relatively late.