Lu Zi asked his father, what is the benefit of investing in agriculture and mulberry spring planting and autumn harvest?

Answer: Ten times!

Lu Zi asked his father: How much profit does it make when the shareholder Jia sells treasures?

Answer: 100 times!

Lu Zi asked his father: How much profit is it from the dragon to run a hundred officials?

Answer: Countless! ”

Ziyu spoke vividly on stage, and everyone in the audience was stupid. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info it was the first time they had heard someone talk about these things, and they didn't expect Lu Xiang to be so powerful, he had thought of running an emperor more than 20 years ago, and he was really worthy of a generation.

Jing Er's eyes were straight, he had heard of these things. But as the King of Qin, he doesn't seem to know as much as Ziyu, what happened more than 20 years ago is known to God and Lu Buwei and his father know, this thing can even imitate the dialogue vividly, could he be there at the time?

"It is said that Lu Zi has a dancing girl named Zhao Ji, and one day Lu Zi invited a stranger to a banquet ......" Before Jing Er could wake up from his doubts, Ziyu's words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and his heart was smashed into eight petals. Especially when he heard Ziyu say that Zhao Ji was pregnant before having sex with another person. His heart sank even more weightlessly, and he knew that the bloodline problem had always been his weakness.

Now he can be sure that this Ziyu is the person sent by the cloud key, and his background cloud key knows best. Yun Key was afraid that the Qin people would retaliate, so he casually found a guy with impure blood to pretend to be the prince, so he sacrificed the two magic weapons of Lü Buwei and Zhao Ji.

It's just that these two people are still dead, and it's impossible for Jing Er to find someone to refute the rumors several times. This hand is really high, if they are allowed to preach like this, the bloodline problem on which they live will become the tightest noose around their necks.

As early as when Zhao Gao said that Ziyu was talking to Lu Buwei and his father, a layer of white sweat appeared on his back. His eyes kept looking at Jing Er's expression, and sure enough, he saw that Jing Er's face was getting more and more ugly. When I heard about Zhao Ji, Lu Buwei, and King Zhuang Xiang. Jing Er's face sank so much that he could almost drip water.

"The king......!" Zhao Gao knew that Jing Er was already extremely angry now, and he didn't dare to twist Jing Er's reverse scales. The king has a seizure, and he will slaughter the living. For example, the Ziyu on the stage is estimated to die soon, and he is the kind that died worse than a pig.

"Mobilize the nearest soldiers, and there will be no one left here. Kill! The cold words came out of Jing Er's mouth, and both Yu Mei and Wei Mei fought a cold war. There were two or three hundred people in this hall, and the king killed them all with a word?

Companions are like tigers, and now they are a little afraid in their hearts. Isn't it too coquettish just now......!

"No!" Zhao Gao was not surprised at all when he received such an order. This matter is related to Jing Er's bloodline, to be precise, it is related to the legitimacy of Jing Er's governance. It's no wonder that Jing Er doesn't pay attention to it, and it is estimated that there will soon be a bloody storm in Xianyang City.

Zhao Gao didn't dare to slack off, and personally took two chamberlains to the Xianyang Ling Yin Mansion. At this time, it was too late to go back and transfer the forbidden army, and only Xianyang ordered Yin's overseer army to be mobilized the fastest.

Jing Er's order was that no one here was allowed to run out, which meant that what happened here would rot in the stomachs of these people. If you want a spoonful of stew, the sooner the better.

After Zhao Gao went out, Jing Er sat on a chair. Looking at the bridge Ziyu through the window, the guy who was just looking at the Yushu Linfeng and was full of learning, how to look at it now, how hideous is his face. Looking at the mouth that kept opening and closing, Jing Er couldn't wait to tear him alive.

"It is said that Chang Yu is very talented, and he can use ** to live in an ox cart. The bullock cart is still not allowed to move forward!

Lu Zi reused his strengths, and sent that Chang Yu into the palace under the pretext of punishment to do that messy thing. The queen mother is very happy, and the joy in the boudoir is more ...... day by day! ”

"Smack......!" Hearing Ziyu say this, Jing Er slapped the table fiercely. This kind of thing is actually said in broad daylight, just like this. Is there a royal law here? What is Xianyang Ling doing to eat, and such a thing happened under his rule.

After all, Zhao Ji is also Jing Er's nominal wife, and now she is being said to be a broken shoe in front of so many people. No one can hold it on their faces, but now the soldiers have not been transferred, so they have to endure it for the time being. If he kills Ziyu here, won't all the hundreds of people in this hall run away? He only had a dozen highly skilled guards by his side, and no matter how strong he was, it was impossible to kill all of them in a short period of time.

Jing Er was patient, but Meng Yi at this time was anxious. The opportunity was fleeting, and under the temptation of the family's prosperity, Meng Yi decided to take a risk.

Now he is rushing out of Xianyang Palace with his most confidant five hundred forbidden troops, and the target is naturally that tea shop. As long as the tea shop is blocked with the forbidden army, Jing Er can be controlled. When the time comes, it is not a matter of killing or chopping.

As long as Jing Er is held hostage for two days, Meng Tian will come back with his son Fusu. At that time, as long as one of them died violently, Fusu could quickly ascend to the throne under the deterrence of the army. Whoever is not convinced, then go to the Hades theory.

At the same time as sending out the flying pigeon biography, Meng Yi summoned the five hundred dead friends he relied on the most on weekdays. He has been in charge of the guards of Xianyang Palace for so many years, and with silver and knives, these five hundred people have almost become his personal soldiers. Up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, there is absolutely no ambiguity.

galloped all the way, and came to the tea shop that the deputy general pointed out. Meng Yi immediately froze, only to see that there were soldiers standing inside and outside here. Zhao Gao stood at the door, anxiously saying something to Xianyang Ling Yin.

There seemed to be a lot of chaos inside the tea shop, and I didn't know what was going on. Only the occasional screams indicate that it is not a good place to go.

Meng Yi's cold sweat immediately fell, and it was already a big crime to mobilize the forbidden army without an order. Besides, he had already released the Flying Pigeon Messenger and the Messenger, if there was any change on Meng Tian's side. The Meng family will be unlucky this time!

If all of them were his subordinates, Meng Yi's plan would still be realized. But now there are so many Xianyang Ling Yin's soldiers here, and you go straight to Xianyang Ling Yin to rebel with you?

Turning back to the lieutenant general, the lieutenant immediately understood. Immediately go back and send the Pigeon Transmission and recover the Messenger, and most importantly, get the Messenger's letterhead back and burn it. This kind of deadly evidence, the existence of this world is a time bomb.

"Lord Zhonglang, why are you here?" It is obviously impossible for more than 500 people to be invisible, especially the Great Qin Forbidden Army has the effect of an honor guard, and the armor is far more gorgeous than that of ordinary Qin soldiers. Standing in the market, it is simply a standing like a crowd, and it is difficult to see it.

"Uh......! I heard that the king is here, so he came to escort him! "The last thing Meng Yi wants to see now is Zhao Gao, but Zhao Gao can't help but answer when he asks, so he can only talk nonsense. (To be continued.) )