"He said, 'If you want to live, go straight to Yongdi.'" ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Ji answered, listening to the ethereal voice like a dream, as if her mind was not here.

Seeing Zhao Ji like this, the beautiful maid gently stabbed Zhao Ji's slender back waist.

Zhao Ji turned his head and laughed, pointed at Teng and the maid and said, "You and Teng have an adulterous relationship?"

Teng's face full of exhaustion showed visible anger, and shouted loudly: "Teng's heart is only for the queen mother, if there is a little bit of his heart, God and man will abandon it!"

A trace of panic flashed in the eyes of the beautiful maid, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, "The slave maid is only willing to serve the queen mother alone, and I don't want to serve the second person in this life."

"It's just a joke, you two are really boring. Teng, I heard that you have something important to report to me, so talk about it quickly. ”

As the first Iron Eagle Swordsman Instructor, Teng's tone was obviously aggravated, and he said with an air: "Chang'an Jun went to the court to participate in politics, and the eldest son was banned from the Dazheng Palace, and his words in the Zhangtai Palace affected His Majesty's decision."

"Huh?"

Zhao Ji's phoenix eyes suddenly lit up.

She shook her cicada clothes lightly, and the white veil fluttered like white clouds falling from the sky, like the queen mother of the clouds.

"Good, good. Even if he broke the contract first, then I can't blame me. Lu'er, you go and inform Yiying's subordinates, and return to Xianyang with me tomorrow. This green mountains and green waters, I am finally tired of seeing it. ”

The beautiful maid who was called Lu'er stared at Zhao Ji with her big watery eyes, and the lake reflected Zhao Ji's ruddy face in her eyes.

"The Queen Mother is drunk?"

"Why is a jar of nonsense drunk on me?"

"That ......"

Lu'er put her mouth close to the queen mother's ear, and held two jade hands around her mouth to make a trumpet shape.

"The white dove has not arrived."

"Huh?"

Zhao Ji lifted a jade foot and rested it on Teng's bent leg. The white yarn slipped down, and its thighs were like winter snow, all presented in Teng's eyes.

There were two scorching flames burning in Teng's eyes, and he looked extremely tired, but suddenly he had thousands of vitality from his body.

He swallowed frantically, his eyes sour, and he was reluctant to blink. He was afraid that in the blink of an eye, the beautiful legs that looked smoother than jade would disappear in front of him.

Seeing Teng's look, the gloom in Lu'er's eyes became even heavier.

"To say that the latter two things are in breach of contract, which shows that I am stingy, but this fact that I cannot participate in politics is written in black and white on the gambling contract. Teng, I sent you to Xianyang, it was that little boy who was talking nonsense. It is okay for him to say that he can participate in politics, but he can also say that he does not participate in politics. I'm not sure if he's involved in politics or not, so I'd like you to warn him not to forget his old bet. You say that he is involved in politics, but there is definite evidence? ”

Teng's eyes were full of beautiful legs, and there was no resentment in his voice, and he said: "Your Majesty wants to change the division into counties, Chang'an Jun is opposed to the court, and the government and the opposition know that this matter happened on the day I entered Xianyang, is this not a political participation?"

Zhao Ji removed her beautiful legs.

The reluctance in Teng's eyes was not concealed at all.

The gloomy color of the green child is hidden.

"I don't understand the county, but I understand this separation, that kid wants to seal the country. Sure enough, his thief's heart is not dead, saying that he will give the throne to Zheng'er, but it has not been broken for many years at this time! Teng, when you see that little child, do you still have martial arts? ”

As soon as it came to Ying Chengcheng, Teng's heart wrapped in lust was shocked in an instant, and it returned to its original state.

Teng's eyes were filled with fear, recalling the feeling of life and death that day.

"Chang'an Jun's martial arts are as difficult to see as deep as an abyss, and as difficult to see as a mountain."

"The child can bear it, but he hasn't broken his body yet."

Zhao Ji dispelled the idea of assassinating Ying Chengcheng in her heart, and let Teng Xian, who was frightened on the ground, retreat.

When he got up, he pretended to glance at Zhao Ji inadvertently, and imprinted Zhao Ji's graceful body and graceful beauty in his heart.

I didn't dare to look more, so I gave up.

After the beautiful maid Lu'er left, she took off the heavy phoenix crown on her head for Zhao Ji and helped Zhao Ji to lie on the big felt.

Lu'er's two slender jade hands placed on the temples on both sides of Zhao Ji and kneaded them gently.

"This crown is so heavy that I get tired every time I wear it. Find a carpenter and make a mold out of poplar wood. Apply some gold powder, and then buckle off the crown and put it on the wooden crown, which can be lighter. ”

"This is Your Majesty's filial piety, if the Queen Mother destroys the phoenix crown, Your Majesty will be sad when she knows it."

"Alas, he does not grieve, but his mother grieves."

Lu'er chuckled twice, causing trouble for her buttocks.

"Ah~"

Zhao Ji slapped Lu'er's left buttocks, this force was not small, Lu'er's buttocks trembled and frozen, and it took a long time to stabilize.

Zhao Ji closed her eyes and enjoyed Lu'er's massage.

"This ass is good for birth."

"Queen Mother."

"Huh?"

"Chang'an Jun's martial arts are so praised, he is under the age of thirty, how did he do it? Is there really a martial arts wizard in the world? ”

"There must be a martial arts wizard, but that kid is definitely not. The fact that he can have such martial arts is the relationship between the exercises he practiced. ”

"Does the Queen Mother have this exercise? Can Lu'er practice? ”

"I do have a copy of the exercises, as for whether you can practice it, are you broken?"

Lu'er's face flushed.

"The Queen Mother asked knowingly, Lu'er didn't even hold a man's hand."

Lu'er's face was flushed.

“…… It's still a virgin. ”

Zhao Ji opened her eyes, looked at the beautiful maid's face with more and more shame, and said with a smile: "Once a little bit leaks, it will be like a water bag being poked in the eye, and there will be no trace of any strength left."

"The most important thing is that if you want to achieve this skill quickly, if the child reaches the peak of martial arts at a young age, the shortcut is to do the things of men and women. Only by enduring what ordinary people can't endure and what ordinary people can't do can we do what ordinary people can't. So, do you still want to practice this skill? ”

Just when Zhao Ji was chatting with the maid Lu'er about the exercises, the one who had just left was gone.

When you vacate away, you are walking alone, and you are a whole person.

When he came back, he was carried back with only one head.

Rustling~

A man in armor, with a helmet, and an iron mask placed Teng's head on a felt cloth.

"Respect the Empress Dowager's order, Teng has bowed his head, and the head is here." The Man in the Iron Mask had a crisp voice.

"Plug his eyes, ears, mouth and nose with dansha, and then coat his surface with wax, which will not rot for a hundred years. Then send it to Lu'er's room and place it at the head of Lu'er's bed. ”

"Yui."

Zhao Ji blew the aroma lightly on Lu'er's face, as if she wanted to blow away the stiff expression on Lu'er's face.

"Lu'er, you can see your sweetheart every day when you open your eyes, are you happy?"

The beautiful maid knew she should laugh, but she wanted to cry out loud at the moment.

The combination of the two phases makes the new expression that seems to be smiling but not laughing, and crying rather than crying.

That delicate and lovely face, every inch has the word sad written on it.

"Rejoice."

……

Day 2.

Chang'an Junfu.

Early in the morning, the white-clothed reckless man knocked on the door of Ying Cheng's room, and said in Ying Chengcheng's unhappy, you better have something to do in his eyes: "Teng is dead."

"Oh."

"Your Excellency don't be sad, it's not your fault."

Ying Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled: "What am I sad about? He left me to follow Zhao Xianglu, I wish he died early, what is my sadness? Go away, go away, don't disturb my sleep. ”

Peng~

Two doors are closed.

The room with the door closed was mostly dark except for the hazy light that came in through the window.

Ying Cheng hid in the dark, motionless, and stayed for a long time.

"It's all said that you will go straight back to Yongdi, why don't you listen to it......"

Outside the door, the reckless man stretched out his hand to say something more, but finally sighed silently.

Your Majesty, if you are really like this, how can your power not be controlled finely today, and how can the sound of closing the door be a little louder than in the past.

There are some things that the reckless man still can't understand, he doesn't know why Teng left Xianyang alive, but he died in Yongdi.

He thinks that his brain is not so easy to use, and even if he thinks about it for a day, he may not be able to figure it out, so he has to find someone with a good brain to answer him.

The reckless man stepped into Han Fei's courtyard and entered Han Fei's study. found Han Fei, who was lying on the table, writing hard with a brush, and stacking a foot-high white paper beside him.

"Stammering, I have something to ask you."

The reckless man informed Han Fei of Tengsheng's departure from Chang'an Junfu and his death in Yongdi.

"Although Tengzhi's martial arts are far inferior to me, but compared with Meng Tian who came to the house that day, it is not much better, how can this martial arts not be said to be low. And the gentleman said that Teng's strength is to teach people, such a talent, how could Zhao Xianglu be willing to cut off his arm? I just can't figure it out. ”

After listening carefully, Han Fei took up the pen and wrote.

[There is too little information to know or not. 】

Reckless: ......

The reckless man looked at Han Fei with a look that you don't want to tell me.

Han Fei wrote helplessly.

[If you don't really know, if you don't know it, if you don't know it, you can't predict it, and you can see everything. 】

When the reckless man saw this, he suddenly became a little happier, and he sat next to Han Fei and laughed.

"I thought I was the only one who didn't know why Teng died, and it turned out that the famous Han Feizi didn't know either. It doesn't seem that I'm stupid, it's that it's too profound. ”

Han Fei blinked, wrote a line on the paper, and then gently knocked the back of the reckless man who was looking up and laughing twice with the barrel of the pen.

The reckless man lowered his head, saw the handwriting, and his smile froze.

[I don't know why Teng died. 】

The reckless man was annoyed: "Didn't you just say that you didn't know?"

[What you just asked was, why did Empress Dowager Zhao kill Teng, I don't really know about this matter. 】

"That's not what you mean?"

[When you ask why the Empress Dowager Zhao killed Teng, you are asking the Empress Dowager Zhao's thoughts. When you ask why Teng died, you ask why Teng died. The semantics of the two are naturally different. 】

Reckless: ???

He felt that his IQ was not enough, and he received a 10,000-point critical hit.

He suspected that Han Fei was deliberately teasing him.

But looking at Han Fei's serious and delicate face, staring at him seriously, the reckless man knew that he was thinking too much.

This stutter probably doesn't even have any interest in playing with me......

“…… Why did Teng die? ”

[Empress Dowager Zhao and Jun Shang are incompatible. Over the years, the people sent to Xianyang by the Empress Dowager Zhao, as long as they were discovered by the king, there was no one who was not killed. Under this situation, Empress Dowager Zhao sent Teng to Xianyang to find the king. One of them is to borrow the sword of the king to kill Teng. This can be seen from the letters that Teng carried, and the Empress Dowager Zhao didn't think that Teng could talk to the king. 】

“…… One of them, or two of them? ”

[The second is to test the king's heart. Teng was brought out by the king, and whether the king kills Teng or not is very important to the Empress Dowager Zhao. The third is ....... 】

"Alright, alright."

The reckless man's brain is overloaded, and he feels insulted again by his IQ and regrets why he owes it.

Why do these people have so many twists and turns in their heads?

It's obviously a very simple thing, but it has to be so complicated.

The reckless man held Han Fei's hand, didn't let Han Fei continue to write anything, and said with a headache: "I understand, if you enter Xianyang, you will definitely die, no matter whether the king kills him or not."

[Not really. 】

The reckless man jumped up, slapped the palm of his right hand on the back of his left hand, and jumped to his feet: "It's not!" You just said that if Zhao Xianglu wants to vacate into Xianyang, he will die! ”

Han Fei sighed, shook his head helplessly, looked like you were hopeless, and started to write.

[When the king leaves, he wants Teng to return directly to Yongdi, which is Teng's only chance to live. If Teng doesn't collect other rumors about the king, he will leave Xianyang directly and return to Yongdi. If Empress Dowager Zhao wants to know the current situation of the king, she can only send Teng to Xianyang again to investigate the information of the king, and Teng is alive - so far, only Teng has survived in Xianyang. But Teng didn't listen to what the king said, he stayed in Xianyang for a long time, and only returned to Yongdi after collecting the corpses of his companions, presumably he had collected enough information. Empress Dowager Zhao got this information, and Teng lost its effect. Teng's death is self-inflicted. 】

After writing, Han Fei shook his wrist and looked tired enough.

With the kind of eyes that you can't help if you don't understand me anymore, I look at the reckless man sympathetically, and see that the reckless man himself feels ignorant.

The reckless man said stiffly: "No wonder the king said that your Korean 'art' style is prevalent, and this is true."

Han Fei's eyebrows stood up, holding the pen and writing heavily.

[You can't rule the country by art, it doesn't mean that the art can't be used. Besides, this is just a way to survive, what does it have to do with "art"? Like you, assassinating the King of Qin is the right way, and you can save Yan? If the king of Qin dies, the king will ascend to the throne, and in order to avenge his brother, the first person to be destroyed is Yan. The king of Qin did not die, angered the king of Qin, and Yan was also the first to be destroyed. This kind of reckless behavior calls you a reckless man, but it doesn't humble you! 】

In front of Han Fei, Ying Chengchan said that the Korean style of art was prevalent and had no strengths, and was fiercely scolded back by Han Fei's pen - although in the end, Han Fei never scolded.

In front of Han Fei, the reckless man also said that the style of art was prevalent, and he had no temper at all when he was scolded by Han Fei - the reckless man was not a traverser, and there was no prophet to hang.

This stuttering will have to be cured by the king.

The speechless reckless man sighed and changed the subject: "When I went to the toilet, I saw that the light was still on in your study. Now I see the bloodshot in your eyes, I guess I haven't slept all night? What are you writing about? ”

["Han Feizi"]

"Didn't it be made up years ago? Did you only write one? The share that was given to King Qin by the hand of Li Si is a unique book? ”

[No, I want to rewrite Han Feizi, there should be no technique in the law. 】

"Stammering, it's normal for people to think differently from each other. You see that Confucius didn't change Confucianism after consulting Lao Tzu, did he? Law, art, and potential are the three schools of Legalism. If you integrate the Legalists, how can you miss the Sect of Magic? Don't revise your life's work just because of your king's words. ”

Although Mangfu has no culture, he at least knows that "Han Feizi" written by Han Fei has a supreme position in the Legalists.

Two nights ago, having a barbecue, Ying Chengcheng said two sentences, Han Fei was going to rewrite "Han Feizi", and the reckless man felt that this was really a bit of a fuss.

Han Fei didn't bother to write a word this time.

He looked at the reckless man with the kind of eyes that you don't understand anything, and he looked at the reckless man very angrily.

Just when the two looked at each other and got tired of each other.

The gate of Chang'an Jun's Mansion was violently slammed open by the soldiers of the Tingwei Mansion, making a loud noise.

Li Si put his hands behind his back, his face was rigid, and he stepped across the threshold of Chang'an Junfu.

On his left and right sides, there were five teams of government soldiers wearing the uniforms of the court commanders.

There are five people in one team, twenty-five people in five teams, and fifty people in the left and right teams combined.

In Xianyang City, the Tingwei Mansion used to take people, at most only one team of government soldiers was dispatched, how could ten teams be dispatched.

"Take down the winch!" Li Si said.

The typo is changed first and then corrected, and by the way, the next monthly pass is sought. The commuter pass seems to be a bit small!

(End of chapter)