The convoy staggered, without delay all the way, and entered the Ganquan Palace.

Qin Jun was placed in the Donghu Palace, guarded by heavy troops led by Zhao Gao's son-in-law Yan Le, lying in the coffin, Qin Jun thought about the next step.

In Ganquan Palace, the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods all showed their feet, and at this moment, he had to plan carefully.

Fortunately, Qin Jun was placed in the coffin, only someone outside the hall was guarded, and in the Donghu Palace, there was only a lonely coffin.

Qin Jun knew in his heart that he definitely couldn't just sit back and wait for death, if he couldn't make a decision, not only Meng Tian and the others would die, but he would also be buried in the vast imperial mausoleum.

Become a living dead from now on!

As soon as he thought of this, Qin Jun stretched out his hands that were dry, with only skin and no flesh, and gently stroked the side of the coffin.

He knew that this must be a secret mourning hall set up by Zhao Gao, Li Si and others, and the coffin had already been wedged to death.

In addition to opening it from the outside, it can only be destroyed from the inside, but Qin Jun is defenseless at this moment, and there is nothing he can do in this bronze coffin.

Just as Qin Jun was thinking, a burst of footsteps came, and a sharp voice sounded: "Yan Le, is there nothing wrong?"

"Father-in-law, I am guarding here, there will be no accidents, and no one will be allowed in——!" Yan Le said respectfully to Zhao Gao.

They all knew what they were doing, and when they thought of the end of the First Emperor today, they couldn't help but feel a little sickly happy in their hearts.

"Hmm!"

Nodding, Zhao Gao advised, and said, "Except for the old man's order, nothing can be allowed in, except for the prince." ”

"Hey!"

.......

The body was transformed by blood-colored wine pulp, and Qin Jun's facial features were much stronger than before. Listen to the conversation between Zhao and others clearly.

Almost instantly, Qin Jun thought of two steps, one, to get out of here alive, and two, to go south to Xianyang, or north to Jiuyuan.

.......

It is too dangerous to go south to Xianyang, and this time, he must control the army in his hands to feel safe.

Qin Jun didn't know which of those people in Xianyang was loyal and which one was a traitor, but he knew that Meng Tian of Jiuyuan was absolutely loyal.

Besides, there are still his own 300,000 Beidi troops there, as long as he enters Jiuyuan, he can put down this rebellion.

Although Qin Jun does not have the memory of the First Emperor, in his own memory, it is clear that the national funeral of Li Si and others was held in Ganquan Palace.

The thought in his heart moved, and at this time, he was unarmed, and he suddenly thought of the blood-colored slurry in the bronze tripod.

As his mind swept up, a bloody wine slurry appeared on Qin Jun's fingers in an instant, and a faint smell of blood permeated the entire coffin.

With a finger stroke, the bronze coffin dissolved under the blood-colored slurry, melting the entire side wall of the coffin, and the blood-colored slurry in the bronze tripod was only a little the size of a fist.

Qin Jun took off all the clothes and crown on his body, wore only his middle clothes, left Donghu Palace, and walked to the side hall.

Ganquan Palace is very large, and although Donghu Palace is a small palace, it is not the only one where the coffin is parked.

Qin Jun knew that he had to leave immediately, or he would be discovered.

It's just that in Donghu Palace, there is only Qin Jun, and besides, there are heavy guards outside Donghu Palace, even if he wants to leave, it is difficult.

In the side hall, finding a pure black dress left over from before, Qin Jun slowly changed into it, and looked at himself in front of the bronze mirror.

Danfeng eyes, the bridge of the nose is high, the eyebrows are long and sharp, but the skin is a little dry, and there are faint age spots.

From this point, it can be seen that the first emperor was a very handsome guy when he was young.

At this moment, Qin Jun sneered at Sima Qian, this guy was purely scribbling, without any real evidence, all relying on imagination.

Compared with the later generations who wrote online articles, it is not reliable, it is really a dog at the beginning, and the content is all based on editing.

From the wall, he took off a bronze long sword, and Qin Jun shaved off the thick beard on his face one by one according to the bronze mirror.

It's just that Qin Jun He once shaved his beard with a long sword, even if he was cautious, he still missed a few times and cut his cheek.

This is still this bronze long sword, which was the sword of the first emperor when he was king, extremely sharp.

The beard was shaved off, and Qin Jun instantly became a lot younger. Brushing away his beard from the ground, he held the bronze sword in his hand and pondered how to leave.

"It seems that we can only wait for the time to change guards!" Lying in the coffin for the past few days, Qin Jun naturally figured out the time of the changing of the guard of this guard.

Changed twice a day, there was a minute in between, and there were no guards in front of the temple gate on one side, which was Qin Jun's only chance.

With a sharp gaze, Qin Jun clenched his long sword and waited for this moment to come.

After the baptism of blood-colored slurry, Qin Jun did not have much desire for food, although he was hungry, he was able to control it.

It will not be because of hunger that he will lose his strength, which is also the reason why Qin Jun has been able to survive these days.

"Changing the ——!"

A majestic shout came, followed by a sound of neat footsteps, and Qin Jun pushed open the door that had already opened the bolt and closed it casually.

Then he plunged headlong into the grass and trees on the opposite side and disappeared without a trace.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly, the oncoming soldier's face changed, and he looked at the direction in which Qin Jun disappeared, and his steps paused.

"Wang Liu, what's wrong?" The soldier behind him couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wang Liu was not leaving.

"Zhao Si, I just saw a black shadow flashing by, and it was gone in an instant!" Wang Liu hesitated, couldn't help it, and said.

"No one has been here for a long time, you can't be dazzled, right?" Zhao Si chuckled, pushed, and said, "Hurry up, you have to change the guard!"

"Oh, maybe I'm dazzled——!"

.......

Qin Jun, who was in shock at the moment, naturally didn't know, he was almost exposed.

Donghu Palace is the most desolate place in Ganquan Palace, except for the Donghu Palace where the coffin is put and the security is heavy, the rest of the place is still loose.

After Qin Jun left Ganquan Palace, he robbed a horse on the straight road and went straight up to Jiuyuan.

"Driving ——!"

Qin Jun was extremely nervous, although he escaped without danger, but he knew that he was not safe.

The reason why he escaped from Donghu Palace was all due to the blood-colored slurry in the bronze tripod, and Li Si and Zhao Gao's negligence against him, a dead man.

Otherwise, he would have to be a living dead in the grand imperial tomb.

.......

After running wildly all night, at dawn the next day, Qin Jun had already entered Jiuyuan County.

The autumn colors of the prairie are indescribable, indescribable, undulating grass waves, frost-white and proud birches, and fiery poplars.

But Qin Jun didn't care about this scene, he knew that only by entering the Meng Tian barracks could everything be considered safe.

At least for the time being, it was safe for him to maneuver.