"Prince, what do you have to report to the widow?"

Wang Jian said with a solemn face: "Recently, the minister found that someone was training troops privately in Yongcheng, and I, Daqin, am afraid that I will encounter a rebellion again, and the king should take precautions against this matter." ”

"I'm afraid that the matter of Chang'anjun will continue, and the king has just mastered the situation between the DPRK and China, so he must not relax his vigilance."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes and said, "Privately training soldiers? Did you see it with your own eyes? ”

Wang Jian prostrate on the ground and said word by word: "The minister is willing to guarantee with his head, this matter is what the minister has seen with his own eyes, and he will never dare to deceive the king in the slightest." ”

Yingzheng's eyes are like torches, and those who can train private soldiers in Yongcheng must have a high status in the court, otherwise they will not be able to hide their eyes.

He immediately realized that this matter might have something to do with Prime Minister Lü Buwei.

A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff!

Even if Lü Buwei loses power in the court because of the New Deal, if he wants to deliberately oppose him, it is not impossible for him to train private soldiers to deal with him.

Maybe he just wants to make a last-ditch fight?

But after thinking about it, he obviously asked Zhao Gao to send someone to keep an eye on Lu Buwei's every move, if he was in contact with a suspicious person, then it was impossible for him to have no news here?

So who covered for Lü Buwei and gave him the opportunity to train in Yongcheng?

You must know that Yongcheng is the old capital of Qin, and it is also a certain distance from Xianyang.

If Lu Buwei can run on both sides of Xianyang Yongcheng without being discovered by his own eyeliner, this is absolutely impossible!

Unless Lü Buwei can fly, he can come and go freely between Xianyang and Yongcheng!

With such an analysis, Yongcheng is afraid that there will be someone else who trains his troops privately!

"Wang Gongcheng, since you dare to use a head as a guarantee, it means that you know who the people who train in Yongcheng are!"

Wang Jian buried his head and said in a trembling voice: "King, the minister doesn't dare to say it!" ”

Don't dare to say?

Ying Zheng's heart was already surging with blood, and now that someone was training private soldiers, it would threaten his life, what did he dare not say when it came to this kind of crisis?

"The widow forgives you innocence, tell the widow quickly, who is training a private soldier to take the widow's life?"

"The king, the minister originally wanted to rot this matter in his stomach, but today with the king's favor, the minister had to inform the king of this matter in order to repay the king's kindness."

Ying Zheng drew his bronze sword and said angrily: "Tell the widow quickly, who is so bold? ”

"It was the Empress Dowager who fornicated with Changxinhou who was worried that the matter would be revealed, and wanted to launch a rebellion at the king's coronation ceremony."

Changxin Hou?

Fornication with the Queen Mother?

Ying Zheng's head "buzzed", and he suddenly fell into chaos.

The bronze sword in his hand fell to the ground, and he sat on the ground with a glazed gaze.

The person who wanted his life turned out to be his biological mother!

She actually wants to unite with outsiders and steal power at her own coronation?

Why is that?

He was a child born to his mother's pregnancy in October, and their mother and son were bullied in Zhao State, and they went through so much suffering to have today's bitterness.

When he thought that he was getting rid of the shackles and taking control of the Great Qin regime, he heard such a thunderbolt in the clear sky!

The closest person is the one who hurts you the most!

Wang Jian said: "Now that the Queen Mother and outsiders want to steal power from the king, the king must take precautions. The minister is willing to go to the soup for the king, and he will never give up! ”

Yingzheng, who lost his soul, had slightly red eyes, and he never believed that his mother, who had been dependent on him for his life, would do such a cruel thing.

The anger in his heart continued to surge, and he slowly picked up the bronze sword on the ground, and stood up to maintain the dignity of being a king.

His eyes were as sharp as a sharp knife, which frightened Wang Jian so much that he didn't dare to look at him.

"Wang Qian, the widow will investigate this matter thoroughly. If it is true, it will be credited for you; If it is not true, then the head of your neck is a widow. ”

The Queen Mother's matter has touched the bottom line of Yingzheng!

Wang Jian knew that once he reported this matter to the king, he would basically gamble with his life.

But he is a person who knows how to repay his kindness, and the king has promoted him like this, even if he risks his life, he must ensure the safety of Yingzheng.

"Stand down."

After Wang Jian saluted Yingzheng, he quickly withdrew from the dormitory.

"Zhao Gao!"

"The minister is here."

"Investigate this matter thoroughly for the widow, and don't startle the snake until the matter is clear."

"Whoa."

After Zhao Gao left the palace to thoroughly investigate Changxinhou's training of private soldiers, Yingzheng finally couldn't collapse.

He threw down his bronze sword, slumped on the ground, and wept uncontrollably.

The mournful cries kept echoing in the dormitory......

……

Xianyang City, a good restaurant for brothers.

It's been almost a week since the restaurant opened, and no one cares.

Lin Mo was also quite depressed, and few people patronized the low-cost teahouse at the beginning.

At that time, he thought that it might be that the scale of the teahouse was too small, and those dignitaries and nobles didn't look down on it at all.

Now he has opened a big restaurant with the support of Brother Zhao, thinking of conquering the nobles of Daqin with food, but he didn't expect another depression.

When he spent a lot of money to build it, Lin Mo was full of confidence.

I thought that I could rely on the cooking skills that the Qin people had never seen before to capture the favor of a group of nobles.

The ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

The restaurant has not had customers come to the door for seven consecutive days, and the recruitment information has been sent out in the sea.

After a few days of heavy blows, Lin Mo recognized the reality and came to an important conclusion.

It turns out that the time-traveling novels he used to read were all lies!

In the novel, it is said that by taking advantage of the information gap between ancient and modern times, you can make a lot of money in ancient times.

Fake!

It's all fake!

Opening a restaurant and going to the pinnacle of life is simply an unrealistic fantasy!

He had a very good idea, and wanted to open a restaurant to serve high-end customers, so that he could get acquainted with the nobles of Daqin.

But when I opened the restaurant, I found that the ancient information was really closed!

It doesn't matter, he doesn't have connections, and he can die of propaganda in this area.

The depressed Lin Mo was in the restaurant, not waiting for the guests, but waiting for Li Si.

As soon as Li Si entered the restaurant, Lin Mo was immediately shocked.

Your guests are here!

At the beginning, the teahouse also relied on Brother Zhao and Xiao Li to support it, but I didn't expect that the restaurant had just opened, and it still had to rely on the presence of two distinguished guests to barely maintain the profit and loss of the restaurant.

"Xiao Li, what kind of wind blew you here? Sit down, and I'll prepare some food and wine for you." ”

Li Si hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Shopkeeper Lin, don't bother." I just passed by here to see you. I'm busy with business at hand, so I shouldn't stay long. ”

"Then sit down for a while. What about Brother Zhao? Why didn't Brother Zhao come? ”

"Brother Zhao is busier now, and maybe the number of visits to your store in the future will only become less and less."

Lin Mo was a little frustrated and lost, if Brother Zhao and Xiao Li didn't come to the restaurant anymore, his restaurant would definitely have to close.

Li Si looked around the restaurant, feeling the same as last time, still in a state where no one cared.

"Shopkeeper Lin, is there still no business in the restaurant? Why does it feel so lonely? ”