Xianyang Palace is a little deeper, and King Qin doesn't know, and only Qin Xiaogong, the first generation of Qin Xiaogong who built Xianyang Palace, may know in the world. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The magnificent palace complex is divided into two districts along the central axis, the east and west districts, and the western area is dedicated to the temple, where five generations of kings from Xiaogong to King Xiaowen IV enjoy the incense of their descendants.

The green smoke curls, the crisp sound of the chime bell rings from time to time, and the deep and long corridor is cold and cold when you walk past on weekdays, as if the ancestors of the past dynasties are resting here.

Gong Eshe walked briskly on tiptoe, neatly standing on both sides of the corridor, and after a while, Prince Chu of Qin, followed by Cheng Jiao, Ying An, Ying Zheng, and the two patriarchs of Ying Mu and Ran.

"It's almost time for the people to come, let's get started."

Zi Chu turned his head, his lips chattered, and finally said: "Yingzheng, come and meet the ancestors, and wait a while to ask all the sect elders to witness, are you my Great Qin Ying clan bloodline." ”

Zhao's face was gloomy, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he flicked his sleeves and strode from the team to the front.

Stretching out his arm, he didn't think about making a slash, and suddenly Yin Hong's blood flowed down and dripped into a copper basin below, crystal clear like a ruby.

"Imperial Doctor, where is the Imperial Doctor, don't you bandage the eldest son soon", Ying Mu shouted suddenly, waking up Zi Chu, who was in deep thought.

He squinted, slowly raised his left hand, took the dagger from the plate held by the sheren, and was about to slash it off his arm.

"If Zheng'er is really born to Lü Buwei and Aiji, what should the widow do?"

His hands trembled, and Zichu looked at the smiling Zhao Zheng, "It's really like, Zheng'er's side face is the most similar, she must be the son of a widow, it must be." ”

Ying An stood behind Cheng Jiao, pretending to be calm but couldn't help it, straightening his neck and staring, Cheng Jiao, who was slightly taller, seemed to know that he was watching, and deliberately moved his shoulders to the left to block his view.

"Why hasn't my father done it, and he's never looked at me like that."

Ying Zheng was still young and thin, crowded among a group of tall uncles and brothers, and simply walked to the front and looked side by side with Cheng Jiao.

"Dikton"

Zi Chu took the towel handed by the sheren to cover the wound, watched the Wenwu Sect staring at the copper basin, and said angrily: "Guan Neihou, how long will it take to see?" ”

Ying Ran squeezed out of the crowd, quickly glanced into the copper basin as he walked by, and said respectfully: "Your lord, it only takes half an hour to know the authenticity." ”

After speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Zhao Zheng, as if to say, "You only have half an hour left, and you will die as soon as the hour comes."

"All Aiqing, step down, put the copper basin in front of the ancestors, and the ancestors will witness it."

Zi Chu took the lead in leaving, Zhao Zheng calmly followed behind him, Cheng Jiao also followed with a smile, and Ying Mu and Ying Ran walked out slowly.

"Third brother, don't look at it, blood won't condense if you don't have time?" Ying Zheng smiled and said to Ying An, who stayed at the end.

"When the time comes, it will not coalesce!"

Win Zheng spread his hands, noncommittal.

The major affairs of the family and the country are in the Rong worship, and there is no place for Zichu to sit in the temple, and others can't sit down, fold their hands and bow their heads, and raise their heads from time to time to look into the main hall.

"Zheng'er" regretted it as soon as he said Zi Chu, and he didn't know how to say the following words, but Zhao Zheng turned his head over, and Zi Chu stubbornly continued: "Why didn't you come to Qin Country when you were down, why did you suffer in Yan Country. ”

Clichés?

After Zhao Zheng came in, he treated him as if he had died for half his life, he had an immature plan, and after the defeat, he held Zichu, and the earth-shaking thunder hanging in his waist was expected to be discovered by no one.

"Father", Zhao Zheng bowed and naturally took two steps forward, and now he could grab Zichu as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"The child was adopted by the master since he was a child, and he did not know his background, and the child did not suffer in Yan Kingdom, but started from scratch and has today's foundation.

Speaking of the hardships of starting a business, the child suddenly felt that the people of Gushan were closer than the Qin clan, and the Tang sword in his hand was easier than the Qin sword. ”

"Presumptuous, how can the Great Qin Sect Temple be insulted, come and take it for me." Ying Ran was furious, yelling and pointing at Zhao Zheng and scolding.

"Guan Neihou is presumptuous, Zhao Zheng is still the eldest son of Great Qin, where is your turn to insult!"

Ying An sneered and shook his head: "Uncle Wang, don't be angry, the time has come, just go in and take a look."

If he is really my eldest brother, win An kowtow and make amends; But if not, it is to deceive my father, according to the laws of Qin, and to deceive the king as a car split! ”

"Hmm!"

Everyone gasped, and Ying An actually had a killing intent towards Zhao Zheng.

Whether Zhao Zheng is the eldest son of Great Qin, the courtiers really have no intention of killing him, after all, Gushan has the most powerful weapon in the world, and if he angers the courtiers of Gushan and sends things such as earth-shaking thunder to non-Qin countries, the Qin State will die.

"You dare!"

"The old minister Lu Buwei risked his life to ask the king, is it true that he promised his junior sister to become the king of Qin back then?"

Lü Buwei actually came, violated Zichu's closed-door order, and broke into the palace gate.

Zi Chu frowned and said angrily: "Of course it's true, the widow also has to ask you, have you never let go of Zhao Ji for more than 20 years?" ”

"My sister and I are childhood sweethearts, and it was you who snatched her, Zichu. How sorry the old man was for helping you, an ungrateful villain.

When you returned to Qin in March, you married Bai Ji, and Bai Ji was pregnant for half a year after returning to Qin, and you enjoyed happiness in the Qin country, how could you have a junior sister who suffered in Luoyi in your heart.

Since you don't love her, why did you snatch her in the first place? ”

Lu Buwei was heart-wrenching, and he walked over with a fierce momentum, not afraid of the identity of the king of Chu Qin.

Zichu was silent, Lu Buwei was telling the truth, he proposed to Zhao Ji at the beginning, because of Zhao Ji's beauty, and later promised Zhao Ji to be the queen, and also wanted to let Lu Buwei help him win the throne more dedicatedly.

For twenty years, he thought that he could bury the guilt in his heart by sending a lot of manpower to find it, but in the end he was lying to himself, starting from the first mouthful of blood he vomited, love is real, and promise is also true.

Zichu regretted it, if he didn't return to China to seize the throne and stay in Luoyi as a petty official, how good it would be for his wife and children to be on the kang.

"Spread the edict, make the queen Fu Bao, use the thousand-year-old sandalwood to make a body for Ai Ji, bury it in the widow's mausoleum, and meet with Ai Ji under the spring after a hundred years."

"Brother Nowei, Zi Chu is sorry for you, I'm sorry for Ai Ji" Zi Chu shook Lu Buwei to the ground, "It's all scattered, today's affairs have not happened, Guannei Hou Yingran quickly returned to Yongcheng, and after that, there will be no Wang Zhao and no Xianyang."

Ying Ran looked at Lu Buwei resentfully, the good situation was disturbed by Lu Buwei, and listening to Zichu's words, he also had doubts about Zhao Zheng's identity.

"Please forgive the king, in order to win the dignity of the Qin bloodline, the old minister must go inside to take a look."

Ying Ran pulled out his legs and walked into the main hall, but Lu Buwei wanted to stop him, but he was blocked by Cheng Jiao.

"Lu Xiang, it's a matter of winning the Qin family, you still don't have to ask, besides, it's not clear and unclear, it's not good for the eldest brother and your reputation."

"Plop, plop"

Lu Buwei was extremely nervous, afraid that Zhao Zheng was not born to Zichu, and he was afraid that Zhao Zheng was indeed born to Zichu.

"Hmph, until now, you can still be so calm, my son admires it very much, but there is no future."

Ying An said with a sneer, he rolled up his sleeves and waited for Zhao Zheng to be subdued.

"It can't be, it can't be true!"

Ying Ran shouted, stumbled out, staring at Zhao Zhengdao with red eyes: "It's you, it's you who did it, right, which slut of Zhao Ji is clearly dead, which child was also thrown off the cliff, how can you still be alive."

You're a ghost, you're a devil, you're back asking for your life, hahahaha. ”

Crazy words, but Zi Chu and Lu Buwei were dumbfounded when they heard it, Zhao Ji was actually killed by Ying Ran, and Ying Zheng was thrown off the cliff.