Xianyang, Qin Imperial Palace.

The night was already dark, and although the hall was full of candles, it could not fully illuminate the dim temple.

On the throne, Yingzheng, this dominates the world, shocks the world, there is no ancient, and there will be no one in the future, the peerless emperor sits on the throne, holding a piece of music in his hand, and the brush stained with ink falls on the music in his hand from time to time.

A slight sound of wings blinking suddenly sounded, and at some point, a flying moth suddenly appeared in the temple.

A pair of wings fluttered, bringing with them gusts of wind.

Sensing the movement coming from his side, the handsome and extraordinary Ying Zheng subconsciously frowned. On the top of the Wind Beard Sword Spectrum on his waist, the Tianwen Sword, which ranked first, suddenly came out of its sheath.

A dazzling rainbow appeared, and no one in the entire hall noticed it, and no one else even existed except for Ying Zheng himself.

The speed of the sword is so fast, and the subtlety of the sword moves is that even Gai Nie, who is known as the sword saint, is not as good as it.

The moth that approached a candle was cut in half under the blade of the Tianwen Sword, which Yingzheng didn't know when to unsheath and then returned to the sheath.

The two halves of his body trembled, still fluttering in the air a few times, and Fang fell to the ground.

Before the moth, the flickering candle flame was also cut in two by Ying Zheng's sword, and the upper half of the candle flame rose into the air, and then fell again, merging with the original flame.

Everything is so natural.

Even, not even a drop of sword qi and sword intent were leaked.

Rustle!

The brush in his hand was still waving, and Ying Zheng continued to correct the music in front of him as if nothing had happened.

"Your Majesty." I don't know how long it has been, a black shadow appeared from the void beside Ying Zheng, knelt down on one knee in front of him, held it in both hands, and handed over a note.

Ying Zheng took the note handed by the other party without replying, and looked at ten lines at a glance, reading all the content written on it.

The organ city was destroyed, and thousands of disciples of the Mo family were almost swept away, and his six sons, Yingzi, and the female leader of the Mo family, Xue Nu, took him with him, and wanted to accept each other as concubines.

"Hehehe." Seeing that Yingzihe let go of Gai Nie and the others at the last moment, Yingzheng laughed instead of being angry, and smiled very happily.

"Zihe, you really didn't disappoint me."

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing to report to you." The black shadow head didn't dare to raise it, and whispered.

"What's the matter?"

"The news from Baiyue that Gongzi Fusu has surrendered to the Minyue Kingdom, and all the departments of Baiyue have basically surrendered to my Daqin, and in a few months, presumably Gongzi Fusu can lead the army back."

"Good." Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction, "Continue to pay attention to Baiyue's news, and you can't let go of any trouble." ”

"Yes." The black shadow flashed and left from Yingzheng's side.

Syllable!

The brush in his hand waved, and the handwriting fell on the last piece of music, looked out of the sky, and saw that it was not early, Ying Zheng stood up from the throne, stretched a lazy waist, and turned around and walked towards the harem.

In the main hall, everything returned to calm again, only the constantly flickering candle flame lasted, and after it was determined that the first emperor would not return, among all the eunuchs in the palace, the first person deservedly - the CRRC Mansion ordered Zhao Gaofang to dare to enter this hall, take all the pieces that Yingzheng placed on the dragon case, and turn down.

Even though the master had left the hall, Zhao Gao's demeanor was still not the slightest disrespect, as if he was still the lackey lying at Yingzheng's feet, respectful.

Only the glint that flickered from time to time in the depths of his eyes could prove that he was far from being as harmless as most people imagined!

………………

"Childe."

The residence of the eighteenth son, Hu Hai, is almost the third watch, and the seemingly innocent Hu Hai still did not sleep, but waited stupidly.

After staying for a long time, Zhao Gao, a black-robed CRRC Commander, walked in from the secret channel, came to Hu Hai, and saluted respectfully.

"CRRC government order, how's it going?" Seeing the person he trusted the most, Hu Hai's different-colored eyes jumped with excitement, "Did the father punish Yingzi and that bastard?" ”

"He actually dared to disobey his father's order and let go of the Mo family's rebellion, his father would definitely punish him heavily, right?"

Zhao Gao said in a soft tone: "Childe, I disappointed you, Your Majesty didn't make any moves about it, and didn't pay attention to it at all. ”

"What?" Hearing the news that Zhao Gao brought back, Hu Hai's originally childish face distorted, and resentment appeared in his eyes, "Yingzi and this time made a big mistake, and the father didn't punish him?" Could it be that my father forgot my Great Qin's law? ”

Since he was a child, he followed Zhao Gao to learn the art of criminal names, and Hu Hai, who was tyrannical by nature, has already become a ruthless madman.

For him, no matter what mistakes are made, they will not be tolerated!

"Childe." Zhao Gao comforted softly, "The whole world belongs to His Majesty, whether to punish Chang'anjun or not is not up to His Majesty." ”

"You have a point." Hu Hai came back to his senses and said coldly, "But aren't we going to do anything?" ”

"Let Yingzi and that bastard continue to be so arrogant?"

Zhao Gao smiled gloomily and said, "Please rest assured, I am ready for this." Speaking of this, a glimmer of light crossed the depths of Zhao Gao's dark and bright yin eyes, "The rise of the sixth prince, the person who poses the greatest threat is not us, but the eldest son. ”

"Of course I do." Hu Hai said a little impatiently, "But that hypocrite of Fusu and Yingzi fought with this bastard, but he has always maintained restraint. ”

"Huh." Zhao Gao smiled confidently, "That's not necessarily!" Childe, the farmer family has always had a close relationship with the eldest son, you said that if Chang'anjun was attacked by the farmer's family, what would Your Majesty think, and what would Chang'anjun think? ”

When Hu Hai heard this, he immediately reacted and shouted excitedly: "Okay, it's still smart for the CRRC Fuling, so let's do it." ”

"Yes, Childe." Facing Hu Hai, Zhao Gao's attitude was extremely respectful, as if the young man in front of him had defeated Fusu and Yingzihe, ascended to the position of the prince, and became his rightful little master.

With his hands folded, he lowered his head and left in front of Hu Hai, disappearing into the fog that could never completely dissipate in the palace.

"Yingzihe, Fusu!" Sending Zhao Gao away, Hu Hai looked extremely excited, his eyes were cold and piercing, "Sooner or later, you will all surrender at my feet, that chair, only I can sit on, and it will only belong to me!" ”

At the end, the fists clenched and made a crunching sound.

…………

The speed of the wind and the constant movement of the toes on the yellowed leaves testify to the eagerness of the master.

The originally cold and evil face was full of anxiety, and the demon sword shark teeth on his waist hissed endlessly in the sheath.

The lord of quicksand, Wei Zhuang, one of the two great heirs of the Ghost Valley, is now eager to have wings on his back and fly to Xianyang City!