"Among the civil officials, the most noisy one now is the doctor Wang Ji. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Wang Ji? Isn't that old thing about to get old? How did he jump out and lie in muddy water! ”

Zhao Gao hesitated for a moment, and said to Ying Zheng: "I heard from the old generation, when Yingguang was still the commander, Wang Ji took great care of him, and when he was King Wu, Wang Ji was just a small official, and later because of his kindness to Fan Sui, he was promoted. ”

"Fan Sui?"

Ying Zheng knocked on the table viciously, "No matter who it is, as long as you dare to talk nonsense, Lone will let him die without a place to be buried!" ”

......

Puyang City was silent at night, and after bathing in ink prints, he casually wrapped himself in a light veil and returned to the room, but he saw that Ying Guang was looking at something by the candlelight of the bean size.

"It's so late, why don't you rest?"

Ying Guang rubbed his eyes, threw the bamboo slip aside, turned around and hugged the ink seal in his arms and whispered: "Gongsun Ze has just perfected the plan against the Qin State, I have simulated it in my heart a few times after reading it, and I think it is extremely feasible, and Madame will help me refer to it in detail." ”

Mo Yin twisted Ying Guang and said with a smile: "Forget it, women's families are not allowed to interfere in political affairs, this is the rule, it's not good to say more or less, don't pull me into the water!" ”

Ying Guangman pouted nonchalantly, "Don't listen to those people talking nonsense, according to what they say, there are more rules, and the rules and regulations can restrain people to death, besides, it's just the two of us here, those people won't come here to talk nonsense." ”

"Okay, okay, Gongsun Ze has some idea for you again." Mo Yin leaned his head on Ying Guang's shoulder and asked with a smile.

Gongsun Ze's idea is actually very simple, and in later generations, we can understand it as a propaganda war. At that time, all the dark lines of the shadow in Xianyang will be mobilized, and they will use the influence of the Lü Buwei incident to set off a wave of doubts about Yingzheng's lineage among the people, and at the same time, there will be people in the royal court who will take advantage of the situation to make it difficult.

Mo Yin thought for a while before silently saying to Ying Guang: "It's just that in this way, I'm afraid that the shadow chess pieces in Xianyang won't be able to keep much." Ying Zheng is not a soft-hearted person, as long as he shows his head, he will definitely kill a river of blood. ”

"These grandsons have a way to deal with it, but I don't know how big a wave it can make in the end!"

Under the promotion of Gongsun Ze intentionally or unintentionally, the wind in Xianyang City became more and more urgent, and in the various teahouses and restaurants, there must be remarks about the impurity of the blood of the King of Qin.

Ying Hao, who was far away in the ancestral land, also seized this opportunity and mobilized his remaining forces in Xianyang to put pressure on the royal court, but he didn't want to support Ying Guang, but wanted to let himself become the master of Xianyang.

But just when they were vigorously preparing to force the palace, Yingzheng, who had been silent, finally made a move.

"Lord Wang, the slave maid is here to invite you to the palace on the orders of the king."

On Wang Ji's mansion, Zhao Gao had a straight face and went straight to the main hall with the guards, but he saw that Wang Ji had already put on his official uniform and had been waiting there for a long time.

"Sir!"

Seeing that Wang Ji was about to be taken away by Zhao Gao, his wife Liu suddenly ran over and grabbed Wang Ji's hand tightly.

"Master, don't say to the king after entering the palace, you are about to die of old age, what else can't you let go!"

Wang Ji looked at his wife with complicated eyes, he didn't know, whether he could come back this time is a matter of words, but he had to go, as a part of the shadow in Xianyang City, Wang Ji was terrified year after year, originally thought that he could end up in peace, but he didn't expect his last mission to expose him to the surface.

"Madame, don't worry, there are many well-known Confucians who are going with you, Lord Wang is just going to go through the motions."

Zhao Gao had a smile on his face, and he kept comforting Wang Ji's wife, but from his eyes, there was no trace of comfort, on the contrary, it was full of ridicule, ridicule and cruelty.

As soon as he heard this, Wang Ji still didn't understand what Zhao Gao meant, those Confucian arguments about the bloodline of King Qin had touched the bottom line of King Qin, so they were going to start killing chickens and monkeys!

Along the way, Wang Ji was never able to stop, and looked around from the car window, only to see that the palace square was already full of Confucian scholars in white shirts, holding bamboo slips, and saying something fiercely to those black-armored guards. And those black-armored guards were expressionless, just standing there straight, and no amount of fierce words could cause the slightest ripple in their hearts.

Wang Ji walked up to the hall under the leadership of Zhao Gao, only to see that there were already many people in the hall, and there was no general, but Prime Minister Fan Sui came early, and there were several great Confucians standing in the center of the hall, and they heard them keep saying there: "The king, the bloodline matter is related to the country, we have no intention of embarrassing the king, as long as the king can confirm his bloodline and dignity, we will naturally not have anything to say, not only that, if we come forward to tell it, then the rumors in the city can naturally be self-defeating!" ”

Ying Zheng sat on the high platform and twitched the corners of his mouth disdainfully.

"If you say, how should Lone prove his lineage? Is it not possible to have the proof of my mother? ”

The Confucians glanced at each other, and one of them took the lead in saying: "Actually, it doesn't matter, as long as you ask the prince to come back and let him testify." ”

"I think it's okay to ask the prince to win back!"

"The prince of Ying Lu has been born in the palace since he was a child, and he knows a lot about the secrets in the palace, and he will definitely be able to solve our doubts when he comes back!"

"The prince of Yingguang is the son of King Wu, and his identity is extremely noble, and he can be more convincing with his testimony!"

Ying Zheng listened to the miscellaneous words below, noncommittal, at this time, he suddenly saw Wang Ji walking in, so he smiled and beckoned to Wang Ji and said: "Lord Wang, after listening to these Confucian words, I don't know what you think?" ”

Wang Ji stood up straight, cleared his throat, and first bowed his hand to everyone in the hall one by one, and then said: "Back to the king, as for the bloodline, the king needs to give an explanation to everyone in the world, as for the specific method, it is naturally the king's words." ”

"Oh? What does it matter? Hahaha! ”

Ying Zheng smiled at Wang Ji and said, "Lord Wang, do you really think that you don't know anything about what you did behind your back?" But it's okay, since you said so, then Lone will give you a solution! (To be continued.) )