Outside the palace gate, Cheng Jiao was intercepted by a group of attendants.

Cheng Jiao shouted: "Get out of the way, this hall is Chang'an Jun Cheng Jiao, the second son of the first king, a group of rootless eunuchs, what qualifications do you have to stop this hall?" ”

"Phew, bullying dog!"

The group of chamberlains around him was really bitter haha: "The minions don't dare to stop you even if they have eight heads, it's really a matter of the inner palace, our king can't be the master, you also know the character of the queen mother... That's a day..."

"Phew!"

Cheng Jiao raised his foot and kicked them, pointing at their noses and scolding, "You have no roots, and you don't have no mother, if your mother is humiliated, can you still sit idly by?!" ”

It has been many days since his mother, Madame Han, was bullied in the harem.

Since Zhao Ji recovered from his illness last time, he didn't know what kind of cold wind he smoked, and he bullied his mother every day!

In the end, it is a lowly embryo from a courtesan.。

It's all dirty and cheap methods that can't be put on the table. Not only did he frame his mother for stealing, but he also framed his mother for stealing.

His mother is such a clear and jade Korean princess, the daughter of the hairpin family.

Zhao Ji and Xiang Guo are just okay, do you really think that the women of the whole world surrender to the man's crotch with her, and they are as obscene as her!

Cheng Jiao gritted his teeth, and his eyes were about to erupt into flames.

But there is no way, Zhao Ji is the regent queen mother, and after giving birth to Queen Qin, her status as a courtesan who was sent back and forth has risen, and she has the right to cover the sky with one hand in the harem.

Even if it is unfair, no one dares to go up and dissuade it.

The palace is full of a group of slaves who are fighting with people, and the only one who can dissuade them is Cheng Jiao himself.

But he has a fief outside, and he can't go back to the palace to visit his mother often.

After knowing that his mother was not doing well, Cheng Jiao simply stayed in Xianyang Palace.

But in the end, it was not good to stay for a long time, and before he left, the Queen Mother repeated the old tricks.

After a few times, he couldn't enter the palace frequently, after all, there were many prohibitions on him entering the palace.

Helpless, Cheng Jiao could only go to Xiangguo's Mansion to find Lu Buwei and enter Xianyang Palace to find King Qin.

The attendants blushed and said: "The minions are all born to their mothers, but minions are minions, and they dare not have such a divine power as His Highness." ”

"Phew!" Cheng Jiao scolded viciously, "A group of spineless seeds, you are not bad, this hall is not bad!" ”

"The king Xuan Chang'an Jun enters the palace——"

At this time, Zhao Gao raised his sharp voice and walked out of it.

He smiled and said to Cheng Jiao, who was quite impatient to wait, "Your Highness, the king is waiting for you inside." ”

Cheng Jiao raised his eyelids and glanced at the group of servants, and straightened the purple gold jade crown on his head, "Hmph." ”

Zhao Gao was still smiling, and he couldn't make a mistake.

Walking into the hall, Cheng Jiao saw his royal brother.

His royal brother didn't even change his court clothes, like an eagle falcon standing on the jade steps, but the royal clothes still had a few wrinkles, as if someone had made them.

Cheng Jiao retracted his gaze and knelt down to salute, "The minister greets Brother Wang." ”

"Get up."

At this time, there was no one else in the hall, Ying Zheng looked at his young and vigorous and somewhat impetuous courtier, and behaved lukewarmly, "Is it because of Mrs. Han's business, you came to find a widow?" ”

Cheng Jiao suddenly got up, gritted his teeth and said: "My brother's mother was bullied, but you, as the King of Qin, turned a deaf ear and turned a blind eye, even if my brother is looking for Brother Wang, what is the use of the Queen Mother listening to Brother Wang?" Or is Xiangguo listening to Brother Wang? ”

Ying Zheng looked at him, and unconsciously carried a sense of oppression.

"These days, the younger brother himself has figured it out, in the final analysis, the younger brother is just a Chang'an monarch, and he has not made meritorious contributions on the battlefield, otherwise he would not let those outsiders say anything!"

Cheng Jiao couldn't hold his breath, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out, "Yang Daqin, he has always been self-reliant with military merits, if he wants to have the right to speak, his younger brother should ask Xiangguo for orders to attack Zhao State!" ”

Ying Zheng's gaze sharpened in vain, "Father Zhong agreed to let you kill Zhao?" ”

"Xiangguo began to refute it three times and twice, claiming that how could his younger brother take on such a big responsibility at a young age."

"Later, the younger brother took the military book to argue with Xiangguo, Xiangguo was impressed by the military ability of the younger brother, and it happened that the general who went to attack Zhao encountered obstacles, so he ordered the younger brother to lead 50,000 troops to be the backup, the younger brother was the commander, and the general Fan Yuzhi was the deputy marshal!"

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed: "Mrs. Han knows about your expedition?" ”

Cheng Jiao said: "No, the younger brother didn't tell her mother, she is a woman who stays in the deep palace, and leading soldiers to fight is what a man should do." ”

"Don't forget, you are also raised by women." Ying Zheng stared.

"Brother Wang, don't suppress your brother's desire to serve the country!" Cheng Jiao said sarcastically, "The younger brother has made up his mind, and he would rather die on the battlefield than be a puppet." ”

Cheng Jiao lowered his head and said, "Brother Wang, don't persuade him!" Only promised the younger brother, if the younger brother returned victoriously this time, the younger brother wanted to use meritorious service in exchange for his mother to come out of the palace to live for a long time, if unlucky.... I also hope that Brother Wang will take more care of his brother's mother. ”

"Fighting with troops?"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "You are only more than ten years old, how many battles have you fought, and how many times have you seen blood?" There are a few Gu inks rolling in your stomach, but it is more than 100 miles of land that South Korea has given to you, and you really think that you are invincible in the world. ”

Cheng Jiao didn't listen at all, and he said in a sonorous tone: "Throughout the ages, there are not a few people who have become famous at a young age. ”

"In the battle of Chengpu, the unknown Cheng Daxin led 600 people to kill and retreat tens of thousands of enemy troops, and since then he has become famous in one battle, and he is only fifteen years old!"

"General Bai Qi, when he killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, he was only sixteen years old!"

"Besides, they are like this, this hall is Cheng Jiao, the Chang'an Jun of the Qin State, born on the high mountain, and they are about to face the abyss of a hundred blades!"

Ying Zheng sneered: "I don't know the thickness of the sky. ”

He has been completely disappointed in Cheng Jiao, and this kind of dull and radical person is useless to live, "Mrs. Han will take care of herself, you can go by yourself." ”

Cheng Jiao knelt on the ground, "I don't know when I am young, my mother and my brother have collided with Brother Wang many times, and I hope Brother Wang will not blame him." ”

As he spoke, he got up and walked away with his chest straightened.

The hall was negligently quiet, and Ying Zheng took down the Lulu sword hanging on the wall.

"Zheng—"

This is the king sword of the Qin kings of the past dynasties, and it is also the sword given to Bai Qi at that time, and Bai Qi led the soldiers of the Qin army to fight to the death in the Battle of Changping and Zhao State.

Later, Bai Qi also used this sword to kill himself.

The sword is more than four feet long and extremely sharp.

Ying Zheng pulled out the sword body, and as he pulled it out, there was a faint sound of a dragon's groan, and he saw the light of indifference and cruelty floating in his narrow eyes.

There is no affection, and there is no pity.

*

Cheng Jiao led 50,000 Qin troops to support General Meng Fu who was still fighting against the Zhao people in Zhao State.

Halfway through the march, after burying the pot and cooking a meal, they were stationed in the cantonment.

Planning how to send troops to support the confrontation in front of the general Meng Fu.

The team outside the tent was patrolling, and the Cheng Jiao armor inside the tent had not taken off, wearing a large black and gold silk cloak, and was lighting an oil lamp to look at the foot defense map.

Fan Yuzhi, who was sitting next to him, was already dressed in soft armor, stretched his waist and yawned.

"Uh..... Oops.... Ha. ”

Cheng Jiao frowned, "You guy, I sent you here to assist the main hall, and now that the main hall is in trouble, you have no plan here, and you are still lazy, is this your military discipline as a general?!" ”

Fan Yuzhi immediately straightened his waist, which gave him a bit of face.

"In the end, I can't hold back a loud fart from my mouth, but this fart doesn't mean that I can let it go, Chang Anjun also has to give his asshole some time."

Cheng Jiao can't get used to this vulgar stench.

Coupled with the hesitation of the battle situation, he clenched his fist and slammed it on the case, and scolded angrily: "Fan Yuzhi! Don't think that this temple is weak and easy to deceive, believe it or not, this temple will now ask someone to drag you out and pull you out for military treatment! ”

Fan Yuzhi rubbed the mud on his hands, "Weak and easy to bully? The last general never felt that he could let South Korea give up more than 100 zhang of land, and the famous Chang'an Jun was weak and easy to bully. ”

Cheng Jiao's face softened slightly, "Forget it, a good strategy is not something that can be made in a moment, you are the general of the Qin State, and this palace doesn't want to embarrass you more." ”

Cheng Jiao gave enough steps, but Fan Yu couldn't get down at all.

"It's just that the last general is very curious, Chang'anjun, you are a stinky boy who has not dried up, have you ever led soldiers to fight?"

"You're here looking at a drawing for a long time, and you're embarrassed to open your mouth after half understanding it. Even if you understand how to understand it, the situation is changing rapidly, how clever and spicy you need to be, even if you know the drawings of a fart? ”

Before he could change his face, Fan Yuzhi's two rows of teeth flashed, and he smiled, "The battlefield is like a graveyard, this is not a place where Chang'an Jun studied diligently, and the sword on this one doesn't have long eyes." ”

"Bang!"

Cheng Jiao's face turned blue and kicked down the long case.

The bamboo slips on top fell to the ground with a bang, and he suddenly pulled Fan Yuzhi's collar, "Fan Yuzhi, are you looking for death?!" ”

"It doesn't matter if the last general is dead, I'm afraid that Chang'anjun will be framed, and I don't know if I'm in a hurry to find death!"

Fan Yuqi said, "If Chang'an Jun stays away from Xianyang and dies on the battlefield, it will just be buried and buried, and the title will be hastily done." ”

"And the foundation of the Qin State for generations will be ruined on your recklessness! Even if you are in the ground, what kind of face do you have to meet the Holy Spirit of the previous king! What kind of face do you have to meet your own grandfather, the generation of heroes Qin Zhaowang! Woohoo! This generation of the Qin State is going to die! ”

"You... What do you mean, what nonsense are you talking about! Cheng Jiao reprimanded, "Say such disrespectful words, Fan Yuzhi, you are crazy!" ”

"Humph! Not crazy! ”

Fan Yuqi said, "In the end, you will be beheaded, but I can't bear to be in charge of the profiteers in the court now, treacherous and reckless, trying to use wild seeds to manipulate power and profit, and also want to kill the only lineage of the former king." ”

Cheng Jiao's eyes widened: "What? ”

He said sonorously: "I'm afraid Chang'an Jun doesn't know that the current King of Qin Yingzheng is a wild seed!" ”

Cheng Jiao was shocked: "What the fuck are you talking about?!" What wild species. ”

"Hmph, a wild seed born to a lowly merchant and a courtesan! The cheap merchant sent the originally planted courtesan to the first king, and the first king appreciated it, and the cheap merchant became the prime minister, and the cheap prostitute became the queen mother. ”

"When they joined forces, they used this trick to poison the orthodox royal heir, and now that this royal heir is about to die, they have no worries, and the Qin State will never see the light of day again. Well, that's great! ”

"Nonsense!"

Cheng Jiao's face turned pale and pushed him.

However, he looks like a wild man who is a wild bull in the future.

Cheng Jiao took a few steps back and said angrily: "A bunch of nonsense, you are a dignified general, you should have the power to judge independently!" How to listen to the wind is the rain! ”

Fan Yuzhi picked up the long sword next to him and cut the palm of his hand, and blood splashed.

Cheng Jiao pointed at him and said, "You... You... What are you doing?! ”

Fan Yuzhi wiped his face with a bleeding palm, and half of his face was blood-red in an instant, like a demon reappearing.

He raised his four fingers and said, "Fan Yuzhi swears here, everything he says is loyal to the royal family and the Qin State, if there is half a lie, he will be in a different place and leave a stench for ten thousand years!" ”

Cheng Jiao has never seen any blood, how has he ever seen this kind of scene.

He looked at the long sword clenched in Fan Yuzhi's hand and the fierce aura emanating from his body, and swallowed his saliva, "General Fan, you say!" ”

"Chang'anjun, haven't you thought about it? Why can Lü Buwei, a cheap businessman, be so powerful and make such a legend? ”

"No.. Ignorance. ”

"If King Qin Xiaowen is still alive, how can Lü Buwei, as the prince's disciple, rise so easily."

Fan Yuqi said: "But King Qin Xiaowen has only been in power for three days, and he collapsed so quickly. ”

"If the first king is still alive, Lü Buwei is just a state of a country, and there are many constraints from Mrs. Huayang and the first king, and he is just a courtier, how can he cover the sky with one hand?"

"It's weird, the first king only reigned for three years, and then it collapsed!"

"Three days, three years, how can there be such a strange coincidence, the beneficiary is none other than the cheap businessman who harbors evil intentions!"

"As long as Chang'anjun dies, he will sit back and relax in the future!"

Cheng Jiao was repeatedly slashed and his face was covered, and his eyes began to flicker.

Fan Yuzhi said again while it was hot, "Chang'anjun, you were originally the settled King of Qin, how could you let the son of that cheap merchant be called a lonely widow, you only made a little Chang'an Jun, condescended to others, and let that prostitute slander Mrs. Han!" ”

Speaking of Mrs. Han, Cheng Jiao's face changed slightly, and he finally spoke: "But in the royal order issued by my father, it is obviously to let Brother Wang be the king of Qin." ”

"Chang'anjun, people will inevitably be dizzy when they are dying, it is obviously the trick used by the adulterer and adulteress!"

Fan Yu looked at him forcefully, "Cheng Jiao, Cheng Jiao, Jiao, Jiao ”

"Jiao is the dragon, the first king named it so because he wanted to pass it on to you, the king of Chang'an."

"Jiaolong Jiaolong, the dragon soars all over the world, for the king and the hegemon, symbolizing the ambition of the Qin State to go east! The first king understood so well, didn't Chang'an Jun still know his ambition? ”

Cheng Jiao's brain was still spinning on the wheels, but now it is completely dead.

Yes.

When Yingzheng hadn't come back yet.

The whole Qin country sees himself as the future king of Qin, but as soon as Yingzheng comes back, everything changes, everything changes...

Even when his mother, Mrs. Han, looked at him, she went from doting in the past to being disappointed like a knife now.

"In the past, you will definitely die, and now to resist is to crusade against thieves!"

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was loose, Fan Yu stabbed the tip of his sword into the ground, knelt on the ground and said solemnly, "The last general Fan Yu will knock on the King of Qin, long live the King of Qin, long live, long live, long live!" ”

Cheng Jiao was stiff and sat on the chair.