"Besides, you also want him to die, otherwise why would you help me?"

Zhao Hai's face was embarrassed, and the people behind Han Ying almost laughed, and they desperately held back. Zhao Hai, who has always been strong, was actually scolded by him, and when he didn't dare to explain and talk back, it opened their eyes.

"Look at what! Haven't you ever seen someone like me? Zhao Hai had no choice but to turn around and stare at Han Ying and the others who followed behind him.

They all take their eyes off the lanterns elsewhere or on the Wei River.

"Oh, look, this lantern is so beautiful, hey."

"Yes, tonight's Weihe Poetry Meeting, many merchants are also making a lot of money."

"I'm going to write a few poems tonight to soothe my Yaxing, hahahaha."

Everyone looked embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Zhao Hai. Especially Han Ying, the whole person twisted his neck to the point that he was about to break.

But everyone knows in their hearts that this is Zhao Hai giving them an order, and whoever dares to say what happened tonight will be cleaned up.

At this time, Zhao Hai coughed twice, then turned around and looked at Murong Qinxin, "It's not that I don't care about the lives of the people in the world, I only care about my own people." ”

"It's just that I know the flesh-and-blood Great Qin Emperor better than you, so I have some different views from you. But that doesn't stop me from wanting to kill him. ”

"Don't worry, I will definitely send you to the palace. But when the time comes, whether you succeed or not is not something I can control. I will never help you in the palace. ”

Murong Qin's eyes were like sharp swords, "Don't worry, I can kill that faint monarch by myself, and I don't need you to do it." Even if I fail, I will only die, and I will never be captured alive, and I will not drag you down. ”

Zhao Hai laughed dumbly after hearing this, and felt that Murong Qinxin still imagined Xianyang Palace too simply.

Not to mention the Chengming Palace, just if you want to enter through the three gates of Xianyang Palace, you have to unload all the swords.

Then, after many examinations, he was able to reach the Qilin Hall where Zhao Hai was discussing with the ministers.

Then he had to go through more than a dozen cumbersome procedures before he was finally able to come to Zhao Hai.

But standing next to him was Han Ying, as well as the guards and the masters of the forbidden army who secretly arranged countless sharp arrows, staring at each other.

If there is really such a martial artist in the rivers and lakes, there is no preparation, and there is no Tongtian figure arranged in the palace, he can kill Zhao Hai, it is really a fantasy.

How the hell was she chosen to be the sole heir of the Shifting Flower Palace? Is it because of high martial arts? How long can you live on the rivers and lakes without a long brain?

At this moment, Han Ying on the side suddenly reminded, "Master, the Weihe Poetry Club has arrived, and it is on the largest boat in front." ”

Zhao Hai looked at it and saw that in the midst of the surging colored light, a beautiful and majestic giant ship like a mountain was full of colorful lanterns.

On the big boat, there were crowds of people, all of whom were young, handsome or feminine faces, all well-dressed, pointing to the Weihe River and talking.

The moonlight is accompanied by the sparkling water, and a natural night scene jumps in front of Zhao Hai's eyes.

Radiant and non-stop, this grand event also amazed Zhao Hai. He didn't expect that people thousands of years ago would have been so lively and glorious.

Zhao Hai couldn't help but shed tears for a while.

Ancient civilizations are so glorious and magnificent, but the fate of later generations is so tragic and tragic. Many wars and tragedies make people feel moved when they think of it.

The two of them climbed all the way to the top of the boat.

The woman next to Zhao Hai dressed as a man, and the heroic Murong Qinxin attracted the attention of countless people.

She is also too beautiful, like a fairy falling into the dust, even if she is dressed as a man, with a touch of lips and soft and ordinary makeup, it is enough to exude amazing charm.

Countless men could see that Murong Qinxin was probably dressed as a man and a woman, and they all cast eager eyes, but when they saw Zhao Hai, who was tall and majestic, they immediately didn't dare to approach.

In particular, Zhao Hai was followed by a large group of people, with a vigorous momentum and a steady and powerful pace, which also shocked a group of men who had bad intentions towards Murong Qin.

Zhao Hai looked at their sour expressions, smiled, and thought to himself that I want to take Concubine Lan and He Ruyi, two women with completely different temperaments, with me, wouldn't I want to drive you all crazy tonight.

At this time, the business boss who had the vision to see on the side, saw that Zhao Hai had many slaves and beauties on the side, and knew that Zhao Hai was probably a wide one, so he hurriedly walked in front of Zhao Hai.

"Childe, Childe, let's guess our lantern riddle, ten dollars can guess ten. There is a reward for guessing, and it doesn't matter if you don't guess correctly, how about having fun? ”

"The riddle is very simple, but it's all some Spring and Autumn poems, I think this son who seems to be rich in learning and full of wealth will definitely be able to guess it."

Zhao Hai heard that he was quite good at talking, and immediately smiled at Murong Qin on the side: "How is it?" Do you want to guess two? ”

Murong Qin waved his hand, "I don't want to guess." ”

Zhao Hai smiled and said, "You are quite boring. To participate in the poetry festival and lantern festival is to be part of it. ”

"You don't guess where the fun is."

Murong Qinxin looked at the sparkling surface of the Wei River in the distance, and said calmly: "If you have anything to do with copper coins, I'm afraid there will be no fun in it." ”

Zhao Hai was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Murong Qinxin to have such a bullish reason.

"Boss, I'm a layman, I'm going to accompany Yaren today, and I don't guess. Take care of your business, take ten lantern riddles, guess them for the people behind me, and scold them if you can't guess them. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hai gave Han Ying and the others behind him a look, and then continued to turn around and accompany Murong Qinxin.

Han Ying and the others greeted the smiling boss, holding the lantern riddle in the boss's hand, their brows knotted together, and their faces were like bitter melons.

At this time, Zhao Hai turned around and said with a smile: "Who told you not to read on weekdays, and you can't even guess a lantern riddle, which makes people look down." ”

"Boss, if they can't guess it, you charge them another ten dollars, just say what I said, they don't dare not give it to you."

The boss praised Zhao Hai again and again and said a lot of compliments. Han Ying and the others behind him were embarrassed and wanted to jump into the river. They are a martial artist, guessing the lantern riddle is to catch ducks on the shelf, and they can't afford to come hard.

This funny scene immediately made Murong Qinxin's beauty laugh out loud.

At this time, Zhao Hai won a smile and continued: "Old Han, it is said that the people of the three universities today specially chartered a painting boat, and held a poetry meeting on the painting boat, can there be such a thing?" ”

Han Ying clenched his fists and said, "Master, we have investigated clearly, and this is indeed the case. ”

Zhao Hai said: "Then I will also charter a painting boat, how big they are, we must be as big, only big, not small." ”

"Moreover, they take money, we don't take money. In short, it must be lively, and we can't let the three university rooms and government schools steal our limelight. ”