In the main hall of Ganquan Palace, Jing Er was roaring furiously. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info "Let me out, you pickled dog thieves." Lone is the king of Qin, the lord of Great Qin. You dare to imprison Lone, Lone will punish your nine clans, and you will be broken into thousands of pieces, and you will not be able to die. Let me out! Let me out! Jing Er kept banging on the tall and heavy temple door, and when he was tired of shooting, he kicked his body with his foot. But no matter how he tosses, whether it is coercion and temptation or making a wish. No one said a word to him, and even when he angrily scolded the eight generations of ancestors outside, there was no one outside who even scolded back.

The beauty who chatters all day long is like a frightened bird at this time. It was hot, but she was shivering. Born in the palace and raised in the palace, she naturally knew what was going on. She was afraid that a team of armor soldiers would rush in at any moment and strangle her to death. But what she was more afraid of was whether the furious emperor would strangle herself right now. nervously watched Jing Er's every move, and if he made any abnormal moves, he would run quickly. But looking around, where is the main hall going if it's so big?

Jing Er roared for a day and finally got tired, and the whole person collapsed on the ground. The robe was soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans crawling in the doorway ran down his cheeks and dripped on the marble floor tiles. After a while, a puddle of water was integrated.

"Wine! I want fairy wine ......! Jing Er's voice was very hoarse, and anyone who shouted like this would be hoarse for a day.

No one paid attention to the fallen emperor, and the hall remained silent. Except for the sobbing sound that the beauty held back, there was no other sound in the hall. Silence is like a monster, devouring Jing Er's soul.

"Wine! I want fairy wine! Whoever brings fairy wine to Lone, Lone will be rewarded! Jing Er continued to shout, his throat hurt terribly, but he couldn't care about it now. There seemed to be ants crawling all over his body, and the feeling of eating his bones was even more uncomfortable than killing him. At this time, Jing Er would rather die, but before he died, he still wanted to drink a sip of fairy wine. No one paid attention to him outside the main hall, but because of the arrival of night, countless torches were lit in the courtyard. A huge brazier burned not far from the temple gate, illuminating the doorway. The "crackling" sound of firewood bursting sounds, as if a bonfire was being lit. Countless moths threw themselves into the brazier, only to ignite a flame and disappear without a trace. Some people think they are stupid, but in front of the bonfire of wealth, how many people are not moths?

"Wine! I want fairy wine! As long as anyone brings fairy wine to Lone, Lone will make him a general, a captain, and a prime minister! ……！ Jing Er's price was higher and higher every time, and in the end, he even said who could bring him fairy wine. He will give up the throne to whomever he wants!

But there was still silence outside the door, and no one answered. Even if he relinquished the throne, no one answered. In addition to the faint sobbing sound of the beauty, the "crackling" sound of firewood bursting was also added to the hall.

Jing Er finally lost his strength, and his whole body was lying on the cold marble floor like a puddle of mud. The sweat soaked through it flashed, leaving a human-shaped water stain on the ground. Jing Er looked up at the sky and curled up in pain. He began to wiggle like a patient with a fever. The water stains on the ground suddenly enlarged a lot, and the color was much more yellow than before.

The door of the main hall finally opened with a "squeak", and Jing Er raised his head with the last of his strength. Zhao Gaozheng looked at him with a smile, covering his nose with one hand and holding a small porcelain bottle in the other.

Jing Er turned over and sat up immediately, he had seen that kind of small porcelain vase countless times. It was filled with the fairy wine he had always dreamed of. Jing Er stretched out his hand to snatch it, but was easily avoided by Zhao Gao. Zhao Gao was still smiling, but the hand covering his nose was not put down.

"Would you like to drink this wine, my lord?" Zhao Gao seemed to enjoy teasing Jing Er. Indeed, since he entered the palace. The king has always been on high above, and letting a servant like them die is as simple as crushing an ant to death. But today, he can tease the high king to his heart's content, and a thrill of revenge rises from the bottom of his heart. The king, who was born noble, was nothing more than that, and was played by himself like a dog for a bottle of wine.

"Give ......! Give me! Jing Er stretched out his trembling hands, staring at the bottle like a wolf. He knew that snatching was futile, even if he practiced for another ten years, he would not be able to snatch it from Zhao Gao's hands. I can only hope that Zhao Gao will be kind and give the bottle of wine to himself.

"Since the king wants it, the slave and maid will naturally give it to you. It's just that......! The slave has a little ......"

"I promise you everything, give ......! Give me! Jing Er stretched out his trembling hands and interrupted Zhao Gao's words. Now even if Zhao Gao wants his life, he plans to give it.

"Huh! The king is really smart, since this is the case, as long as the king copies the words on this piece of paper. How about the slave and maid let the king drink this bottle of wine? Zhao Gao said as he took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and shook it in front of Jing Er.

"Good! Good! Jing Er took the piece of paper without the slightest hesitation, and immediately had the chamberlain bring the four treasures of the study. Jing Er lay down in front of Zhao Gao, ready to copy the words on the paper. But when Jing Er saw the handwriting on the paper, he immediately trembled. Shouted: "Can't copy!" You dog thief, don't copy it! ”

Jing Er's hands were forceful, and he tore the piece of paper to pieces. It was clearly written on the paper that Taiwei Meng Tian instructed his younger brother Meng Hao to kill the concubine and assassinate the prince Hu Hai. Death is given! The son of the Su Fusu, the party attached to Meng Tian and insulted the majesty of the royal family. Immediately put to death! Conquer the Pingliang army, and the general Tu Sui will take over the ......!

Although Jing Er's spirit had been controlled by the Immortal Wine, he knew it. Meng Tian's army is his only reliance now, and he will not do such a self-destruction of the Great Wall no matter what. Meng Tian still has a glimmer of hope for him to live, but if Meng Tian is gone. He's dead! Mo said that he didn't believe that Meng Tian really instructed his younger brother Meng Hao to kill Hu Hai and Mrs. Yun, even if it was true. Jing Er will only think that he is a thief for the community!

"Don't think! You don't want to copy such an edict alone! You know, there is no such thing as a lonely-written decree. Fusu and Meng Tian will not be edicted, and even if Lone dies, he will not copy this edict. If you have the ability, you will kill Lone immediately. You dog thief! Jing Er's hands were bent like hooks and he threw himself at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao was not in a hurry, and easily dodged over. smiled and said: "I didn't expect the king to still be so clear-minded, it doesn't matter, the slave can wait." However, in order to prevent the king from committing suicide, the slave maid had to offend. Someone's coming! Strip the king's clothes to our family, lest the king hang himself with a belt or something! ”

"You dare! ……！ Jing Er's eyes widened, he didn't expect to be humiliated like this.

Before he could finish speaking, a group of chamberlains rushed up and knocked down the weak Jing Er. Without saying anything, Jing Er was picked up! These chamberlains are waiting in the Chengming Hall on weekdays, and they are beaten and scolded by Jing Er. Many of their friends and relatives were killed by the crazy Jing Er himself.

Now that I have this opportunity, how can I be polite. The attack is extremely ruthless, waiting for Jing Er's clothes to be stripped naked! The hair on his body, beard, and hair underneath are much less. The body was also pinched to a piece of blue and a piece of purple!

"And her ......!" Another voice suddenly sounded at the door, and I saw Wei Meiren's slender jade fingers pointing at Yu Meiren.

"Don't ......!"

(To be continued.) )