Mrs. Huayang, favored by King Qin Xiaowen, had no children in her life.

Under the impetus of the alien Lü Buwei, he accepted Prince Chu of Qin Zhuangxiang as his heir.

Later, Zichu ascended to the throne.

Mrs. Huayang is rising, her status is extremely high, and she is in the limelight for a while.

In the territory of Qin, countless officials of her Chu family took refuge in her, and she was the second group under the Lü Buwei group, which caused great trouble to Yingzheng.

Mo Li, who is familiar with the history of Qin, naturally knows the intricate relationship between the Qin Dynasty at this time.

So when Ying Zheng asked, Mo Li would answer like this.

Ying Zheng's starry eyes like ice cellars narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to hide the surprise in his eyes.

This Q&A has confirmed the fact that Mo Li is a natural prodigy.

At present, the Qin Dynasty is indeed as Mo Li said.

At the same time, through Mo Li's words, Ying Zheng could hear that these words were not written by others.

In an instant, many calculations flashed in Ying Zheng's heart, but his expression did not show any expression, and after taking a deep look at Mo Li, he turned around and walked out of the palace gate.

When leaving, he left a sentence: "Tomorrow I will help you and Fusu find Mr." ”

Soon after Yingzheng left, Fusu probed his brain and walked out.

Although he did not eavesdrop on the two of them, he always paid attention to the situation here.

As soon as Yingzheng left, he knew.

With curiosity in his heart, after seeing Mo Li, he opened his mouth and asked, "Second brother, what ambition did you say, why can't you let me listen to it?" ”

"Hey, hey... I said I wanted to take all the beauties of the world into my hands. ”

Seeing the palace maid who was following behind Fusu, Mo Li naturally didn't know how to tell the truth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he directly said another aspiration goal.

His purpose in doing this was to let the palace maid pass this word back into the net, so that Lü Buwei might be able to relax his vigilance.

“....”

As soon as these words came out, the palace maid couldn't help but laugh, and even Fusu opened her mouth in surprise and looked at Mo Li with a puzzled expression.

For Fusu, he doesn't know what's so good about beauties at all?

Compared with Mo Li's thoughts, Fusu seems extremely pure.

It was getting late, Fusu discussed a few words with Mo Li, and was yawned and taken back to the side hall by the palace maid to rest Han.

Mo Li naturally returned to his side hall, which was his room.

The breeze stroked slightly, setting off faint ripples, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and a cold light swept from afar, straight to Mo Li's throat.

Killer?!!

Feeling the cold, Mo Li didn't move at all, as if he didn't know and was a killer.

Although the black-clothed killer was expressionless, he was very excited in his heart, because the assassination target was about to be successful.

The four-year-old boy in front of him, he naturally knew who it was!

Just as the short sword was about to pierce Mo Li's throat, a faint aroma slowly came from a distance, and the sound of bells suddenly spread in this silent atmosphere.

The black-clothed killer's pupils couldn't help shrinking, then his body stiffened, and he suddenly stopped, and then he saw the figure blocking in front of him.

Dressed in pink tulle, with a beautiful face and beautiful lips, a woman who made the world lose color stood in front of him.

And the woman still had a smile on her face, like an elf, even if it was a killer, she felt amazing at this time.

"If Childe is killed by you, the slave family will be distressed..."

The glamorous girl smiled and looked at the black-clad killer.

As soon as the words fell, the long yarn wrapped around his hands was thrown out violently, and a roar sounded in the air.

"Not good..."

Feeling the terrifying power from the long veil, the black-clothed killer's pupils shrank, and a voice in his heart told him that this blow could not be resisted.

The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in front of him turned out to be a master, not an existence that he could resist.

Looking at the target in front of him, as well as the long veil that was thrown over fiercely, the black-clothed killer's expression became firm, and the short sword in his hand slashed, forming a strange arc, and then stabbed at Mo Li again.

Looking at the movements of the black-clothed killer, the corners of the girl's mouth curled, a sneer was hooked, full of disdain, and her right hand suddenly turned.

The long yarn that was originally blasting towards Xiong's bore changed direction in an instant, flying all over the sky, and swept directly towards his neck in the shocked and frightened gaze of the black-clothed killer.

The long gauze was wrapped around his neck, and the short sword in his hand was close to his throat, but his body couldn't move at all, it was close in front of him, but it was out of reach.

There was a faint fragrance, but the black-clothed killer felt the breath of death.

The next moment, the killer felt the pressure coming from his neck, and before he could react, he heard a sound.

Click!!

The long yarn twisted, and the neck of the black-clothed killer was directly twisted.

His eyes widened, and before he died, he was still staring at the handsome young man, and he was almost able to kill Daqin's second son.

Bang!

The killer had a look of unwillingness in his eyes, and his body fell to the ground.

Looking at the killer who fell to the ground, the beautiful girl smiled faintly, and then her eyes fell on Mo Li's body beside her.

Silent, breathless, just fixedly watched.

All.

It all happens between the electric light and the flint.

The attack of the killer and the obstruction of the beautiful girl, all of this did not make Mo Li's face change.

As if everything had nothing to do with him, he was always looking faintly at the night outside the window.

Long.

Mo Li's weak body slowly stood up from the bed, and a clear voice slowly came out: "Wanwan, do you say that this person is not good to live?" Why kill yourself! ”

"Wan Wan doesn't know."

Wan Wan smiled and shook her head slightly.

Mo Li didn't speak, but looked up at the sky outside the window, his eyes revealing a hint of coldness.

With such a killer in front of him, even if Mo didn't go to check his identity, he knew where the killer came from.

That person sent someone to assassinate Mo Li, just to warn Ying Zheng that he had gone too far recently.

Perhaps, there is also an element of timidity.

Wan Wan is a character who was given to Mo Li after crossing into this world and before the system was upgraded.

She is from the Tang Dynasty Shuanglong, the heir of the Yin Sect, an elf-like woman.

"Childe..."

Looking at Mo Li, who was distracted, Wan Wan spoke softly.

"Dispose of the killer's body as if nothing had happened."

Mo Li said lightly.

"Yes!"

Wan Wan answered, and disappeared in front of Mo Li with the killer's corpse.

"Someone is going to suffer..."

Mo Li smiled slightly.

Soon, there was silence in the room, as if nothing had happened.

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The solemn and majestic hall, with the soldiers patrolling back and forth, made the atmosphere of the entire palace dignified.

In the study, a man who exuded terrible coercion put down the music in his hand and looked fixedly at the man in black kneeling in front of him.

This man full of majesty is the future Emperor of the Ages, and he is also Yingzheng who has just left Mo Li.

"Your Majesty, the second prince was assassinated by a killer just now..."

Zhang Han felt this terrible coercion, lowered his head and spoke softly.

is becoming more and more terrifying, in recent years, the feeling that Ying Zheng gave him has become more and more terrifying, which makes Zhang Han a little afraid to look at it directly.

"Killer, assassination..."

Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed, flashing strangely, and a trace of cold aura appeared, instantly lowering the surrounding temperature countless times.

"The assassination of the killer did not hurt the second son, it was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl next to him who shot and killed the killer..."

Zhang Han spoke again, as King Qin's henchman and the leader of the Shadow Secret Guard, he naturally knew that some words could not be hidden.

Where did he come back from Mo Li today, Zhang Han could feel Ying Zheng's special feeling for Mo Li, so he told Ying Zheng everything he knew, and he didn't dare to hide it.

Hearing Mo Li's girl next to him, Ying Zheng didn't show surprise, the angry emotions just now instantly converged, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a sneer: "A group of guys who don't know whether they are alive or dead." ”

"Zhang Han..."

Ying Zheng stood up suddenly, exuding a fierce aura all over his body.

"In..."

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Han's body tensed, and then his hands arched, he knew that King Qin was going to make arrangements.

"Solve some restless lords in Xianyang City, evacuate all the guards who protect the second son, there is no need for people to protect the second son, he has the ability to protect himself..."

The temperature of the entire study dropped suddenly, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on Zhang Han's forehead, but he still nodded respectfully, he knew that King Qin was going to kill.

Zhang Han left the palace and looked at the surrounding scenery, only to find that his back was already wet.

He didn't know why Ying Zheng ordered the guards who protected the second prince to evacuate, but it can be seen from Ying Zheng's words that the second son has a special place in the king's heart.

But none of this has anything to do with him, as long as he is in charge of the affairs arranged by Yingzheng.

"General Zhang Han..."

At this moment, a soft voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Zhang Han looked at the comer, and his eyes couldn't help but smile.

Zhao Gao, appointed as the palace commander, is an extremely dangerous figure.

Although he has not yet mastered such a killing weapon as "Luo Net", Zhang Han does not dare to be careless.

This is now the celebrity next to Ying Zheng, and he is also a ruthless and vicious lord.

However, he ignored Zhao Gao and turned around and left directly.

He had a hunch that Zhao Gao would be miserable in the future, and it was better for him to have less contact with such an existence.

Looking at Zhang Han's back, Zhao Gao's eyes flashed with a touch of murderous intent.

This guy has been working against him.

It is unforgivable that he dared to ignore himself when he was kind to ask questions.

However, now is not the opportunity to make a move, Zhang Han's official rank is not high but he has a lot of power, he directly accepts Yingzheng's instructions, and he is a celebrity like himself.

.........

It's night.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and the night kills people.

There was a lot of blood in Xianyang, and countless foyers were destroyed, which can be described as a river of blood.

At this moment, Mo Li was asleep, and he naturally didn't know what was happening outside.

Perhaps, even if he knew, he would not care at all.

This night is destined to be a sleepless night!

Countless people are in a panic, and countless people are on the sidelines.

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Vertical sun, early in the morning.

With the sound of birds and insects, Mo Li woke up from his deep sleep.

Looking at the palace maids and guards waiting outside the house, Mo Li smiled slightly and got up from the bed.

As the second son of the empire, he naturally has special personnel to serve.

Soon, Mo Li finished washing up under the service of the palace maid.

Because Mo Li was still young, he couldn't walk to the Qin Palace.

Therefore, the guards deliberately took a sedan chair to carry it.

Of course!

This time, the guards came over not only to invite Mo Li, but also his cheap brother Fusu.

Mo Li was just about to enter the sedan chair when he heard Fusu's voice coming from inside.

"Second brother, you said that my father will, what kind of gentleman will you find for me?"

"I don't know."

Mo Li said lightly.

Maybe it's the coldness of feeling inseparable, or maybe it's something else...

After Mo Li finished speaking, he stopped talking and smirked excitedly.

Mo Li began to think.

He had already told Ying Zheng last night that he could talk about it again today in the name of looking for Mr.

"Zhangtai Palace has arrived, the two sons please."

Soon, the guard's sudden words interrupted Mo Li's musings.

At the same time, the sedan chair also stopped.

After Fusu and Mo Li walked out of the sedan chair, they were taken to Yingzheng's office.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Mo Li was secretly surprised.

Zhangtai Palace is divided into three halls, the front hall is to put it bluntly, it is the place where the Ying Zheng is summoned, the middle hall is office, and the back hall is resting.

The sixteen-year-old carved wooden windows in the front hall are separated by a layer of cloth, which effectively blocks the rays of sunlight and only penetrates part of the light, which looks gentle but not hot.

Inside is the nave, there are six coiled dragon pillars on the left and right sides, and the left and right edges are two rows of nine gold-colored embroidered agarwood candle holders, the atmosphere is extraordinary.

In the middle of the nave, there is also a small indoor lotus pond, which seems to have an underground mechanism to bring in living water, and more than 20 lotus flowers are swaying and blooming on it.

The lotus pond used to be a five-fold staircase, and Ying Zheng sat cross-legged on the high platform, with bamboo slips on the desk, and seemed to be working.

Mo Li glanced left and right, he had been in this world for four years, and it was the first time he had come to Zhangtai Palace.

But more than the surrounding environment, what he cared more about were the two middle-aged people standing in front of the lotus pond!

Both of them stopped in front of the lotus pond, although they were both middle-aged, but their styles were very different, one was tough and iron-blooded, and there was an air of battlefield conquest just by standing.

The other has a beard and an elegant air with him, as if he has been reading the books of sages for many years.

Seeing the two of them, Mo Li's eyes became interested.

Presumably, these two are the 'gentlemen' that Ying Zheng found for his brothers.

Ying Zheng didn't just deliberately hang Fusu and Ying Xuan, but he still didn't notice it, and he didn't raise his eyes, but looked at a certain bamboo slip intently.

The meaning is obvious, wait until he finishes reading this.

Although Fusu didn't understand, he still waited obediently, and Mo Li silently looked at the two middle-aged people in front of him, wondering who these two were?

He's not in a hurry.

He understands better than anyone else that the bamboo slips used by ancient people can have a few words?

Ying Zheng can watch for more than ten minutes, and he loses.

Sure enough.

It didn't take long for Ying Zheng to gently put down the bamboo slip, looked at Mo Li and the two people standing below, and slowly spoke: "Fusu, Ying Gao (Mo Li), you are here." ”

"Meet Father!"

Don't leave the two of them to salute!

"These two are the teachers you have found for you, based on what you thought last night.

This is a well-known Confucian bachelor, Mr. Chun Yuyue, who is proficient in Confucian benevolence and righteousness, and can meet your requirements in Fusu. ”

The middle-aged bearded Confucian greeted Fusu in response: "Eldest son, okay." ”

"Haha, Fusu has seen Mr.!"

Fusu was very happy and respectfully bowed to a disciple.

[PS: To be continued, who is Mr. Mo Li??? 】