I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

Chapter 31 Conspiracy
Outside the palace gate, Cheng Jiao was stopped by a group of servants.

Cheng Jiao yelled: "Get out of the way, this hall belongs to Chang'an Lord Cheng Jiao, the second son of the former king, a group of rootless eunuchs, what qualifications do you have to stop this hall?"

"Bah, bullying dog!"

The group of servants around him are really bitter haha: "Even if the slaves have eight heads, they dare not stop you. It is really a matter of the inner palace. Our king can't be the master. The Queen Mother's temperament, you I also know it. It's not as good as one day."

"Pooh!"

Cheng Jiao raised his foot, pointed at their noses and cursed, "You have no roots, and it's not like you don't have a mother. If your mother is humiliated, can you still sit idly by?!"

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

Ever since Zhao Ji recovered from her illness last time, she has been sucked into some kind of cold wind and insulted his mother in different ways every day!
After all, she is a lowly embryo born as a singing girl.

They used dirty and despicable methods that couldn't get on the table.Not only framed his mother for stealing, but also framed his mother for stealing.

What a pure and innocent Korean princess his mother is, the daughter of the first daughter of the Zanying family.

It's okay for Zhao Ji and Xiangguo to get along with each other, but is it true that all the women in the world will submit to the crotch of a man together with her, and be as obscene as her!

Cheng Jiao clenched his teeth, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

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

Even if it was unfair, no one dared to dissuade him.

The palace is full of a group of slaves who rely on power, and the only one who can dissuade him is Cheng Jiao himself.

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

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, before he left, the queen mother repeated the old trick.

After several times, he can't enter the palace frequently, after all, there are many restrictions on him entering the palace.

Helpless and helpless, Cheng Jiao could only go to Xiangguo Mansion to make trouble with Lu Buwei, and enter Xianyang Palace to make trouble with King Qin.

The servants blushed and said: "The slaves are all born to their mothers, but a slave is a slave, and I dare not have the majesty of His Highness."

"Bah!" Cheng Jiao scolded viciously, "A bunch of spineless cowards, you are so good, this hall is not so bad!"

"Your Majesty announced that Lord Chang'an entered the palace—"

At this moment, Zhao Gao raised his shrill voice and came out from inside.

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

Cheng Jiao raised his eyelids and cast a contemptuous glance at the servants, and straightened the purple gold jade crown on his head, "Hmph."

Zhao Gao still had a smile all over his face, and he couldn't pick out the slightest mistake.

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

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

Cheng Jiao withdrew his gaze, knelt down and saluted, "I pay homage to Brother Wang."

"Get up."

At this time, there was no one else in the hall, and Ying Zheng looked at his youthful and impetuous younger brother, acting neither coldly nor indifferently, "It's because of Mrs. Han again, you came to see the widow?"

Cheng Jiao stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and said, "My brother's mother is being bullied, but you, as the king of Qin, turn a deaf ear and turn a blind eye. What's the use of my brother even looking for brother Wang? Is it the queen mother who listens to the king? Or the Xiangguo listens to the king?"

Ying Zheng looked at him with a sense of oppression unconsciously.

"These days, my brother has already figured it out. In the final analysis, my brother is just a Chang'an Lord. He didn't make any achievements on the battlefield. Otherwise, he wouldn't let those outsiders speak his mind!"

Cheng Jiao couldn't hold his breath, and blue veins popped on his forehead, "Great Qin, has always relied on military exploits to stand on its own, if you want to have the right to speak, I should ask Xiangguo to attack Zhao Guo!"

Yingzheng's gaze sharpened sharply, "Father Zhong agrees to let you kill Zhao?"

"Xiangguo began to dismiss it again and again, claiming that the younger brother could not take on such a big responsibility at such a young age."

"Later, my younger brother took the book of war and went to debate with Xiangguo. Xiangguo was convinced by his military ability. General Meng Ao, who was going to attack Zhao earlier, encountered obstacles, so he ordered my younger brother to lead [-] troops to serve as backup. My younger brother As the coach, General Fan Yuqi will be the deputy commander!"

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed: "Madam Han knows about your expedition?"

Cheng Jiao said: "No, I didn't tell my mother that she is a woman who stays in the deep palace. Leading troops to fight is what a man should do."

"Don't forget, you are also raised in the hands of a woman." Ying Zheng stared.

"Brother Wang, don't suppress my brother's desire to serve the country!" Cheng Jiao sneered, "My brother has made up his mind, he would rather die in battle than be a puppet."

Cheng Jiao lowered his head and said, "Brother Wang, don't persuade me! I only agree with my brother. If I come back this time, I want to exchange my meritorious service for my mother to come out of the palace for a long time. If it is unfortunate, I hope brother Wang will take good care of me." brother's mother."

"Leading troops to fight?"

Ying Zheng said coldly: "You are only ten years old, how many battles have you fought, and how many times have you seen blood? There is a lot of ink rolled in your stomach, but it is more than a hundred miles of land dedicated to you by South Korea. I really thought I was invincible.”

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

"In the Battle of Chengpu, the unknown Cheng Daxin led 600 people to kill tens of thousands of enemy troops. He became famous after this battle. He is only 15 years old!"

"General Bai Qi, when you killed thousands of enemies on the battlefield, you were only 16 years old!"

"What's more, this hall is Chengjiao, Lord Chang'an of the Qin Kingdom, who was born on a high mountain and is about to face the abyss of a hundred blades!"

Ying Zheng sneered: "I don't know how high the sky is and how thick the earth is."

He was completely disappointed in Cheng Jiao, and such a dull and aggressive person is useless to survive, "Mrs. Han will take care of herself, you go."

Cheng Jiao knelt down, "I was young and didn't know it. I hope that my mother and my younger brother have clashed with Brother Wang many times. I hope Brother Wang will not be blamed."

With that said, he got up and walked away with his chest straightened out.

The hall suddenly fell silent, 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 was also given to Bai Qi at that time, and the soldiers of the Qin army led by Bai Qi used it in the decisive battle with Zhao Guo in the Battle of Changping.

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 blade of the sword, and as he pulled it out, there was a faint sound of dragon chant. He saw the light of indifference and cruelty floating in his long and narrow eyes.

There is no affection, let alone mercy.

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Cheng Jiao led [-] Qin troops to support General Meng Ao who was still fighting against the Zhao people.

Halfway through the march, after burying a pot and cooking a meal, they set up camp in Tunliu.

Plan how to send troops to support General Meng Ao, who is in a stalemate ahead.

The team outside the tent was patrolling, and the adults inside the tent were still wearing armor and wearing big black and gold silk cloaks, and were looking at the infantry map with oil lamps on.

Fan Yuqi, who was sitting next to him, had long been wearing soft armor, stretched his waist and yawned.

"Whoa whoa whoa."

Cheng Jiao frowned, "You guy, I sent you here to assist the hall. Now that the hall is in trouble, it's fine that you have no plan here, and you are still lazy. Is this your military discipline as a general?!"

Fan Yuqi immediately straightened his back, which was a bit of face to him.

"At the end of the day, I can't hold back a loud fart with my mouth, but this loud fart doesn't mean to let it go. Chang'an Jun also needs to give the asshole some time."

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

Coupled with Wohuo who was hesitant about the battle situation, he clenched his fist and slammed it down on the case, cursing angrily: "Fan Yuqi! Don't think that this hall is weak and easy to bully, believe it or not, this hall will ask someone to arrest you right now." Drag it out, drag it out and deal with it under military law!"

Fan Yuqi rubbed the mud on his hands, "Weak and easy to bully? The final general never thought that he could let South Korea give up more than a hundred feet of land. The famous Lord Chang'an is weak and easy to bully."

Cheng Jiao's face softened slightly, "Forget it, forget it, a good strategy can't come out in a short while, you are the general of the Qin State, and this palace doesn't want to embarrass you too much."

Cheng Jiao gave enough steps, but Fan Yuqi couldn't go down at all.

"It's just that the general is very curious. Mr. Chang'an, you young boy, have you ever led soldiers to fight?"

"You've been holding a blueprint here for a long time, half-understood it but embarrassed to open your mouth. Even if you understand it, the situation is changing rapidly, and it takes a lot of vigilance and sophistication, so what if you know a shitty blueprint?"

Before he could change his face, Fan Yuqi's two rows of teeth flashed, and he smiled contemptuously, "The battlefield is like a cemetery. This is not the place where Mr. Chang'an studied hard. The swords in this battle don't have eyes."

"boom!"

Cheng Jiao's face was ashen, kicking down the long case.

The bamboo slips on top fell all over the floor, and he suddenly grabbed Fan Yuqi's collar, "Fan Yuqi, are you courting death?!"

"It doesn't matter if the last general is dead, I'm afraid that Mr. Chang'an will be framed by someone, and I don't know if he is rushing to find death!"

Fan Yuqi said grimly, "If Lord Chang'an is far away from Xianyang and dies on the battlefield, he will just be buried and given a title."

"And Qin's foundation for generations will be ruined on your recklessness! Even if you, Lord Chang'an, are underground, why would you have the face to meet the Holy Spirit of the former king! What face will you have to meet your own grandfather, a generation of heroes King Qin Zhao! Woohoo! This generation of Qin is about to perish!"

"What do you mean, what nonsense are you talking about!" Cheng Jiao scolded, "Fan Yuqi, you are crazy for saying such disrespectful words!"

"Hmph! Not crazy!"

Fan Yuqi said, "In the end, you will beheaded as soon as possible, but I just can't bear the traitorous businessmen in the court, who are acting recklessly, trying to use the wild species to exercise power and gain, and want to kill the only blood of the former king."

Cheng Jiao's eyes widened: "What?"

He sonorously said: "Mr. Chang'an may not know that the current King Qin Yingzheng is a bastard!"

Cheng Jiao said in amazement: "What the hell are you talking about?! What kind of bastard."

"Hmph, a lowly businessman raped the wild seed born by a singing girl! The lowly businessman sent the originally planted singing girl to the late king, and was appreciated by the late king. This lowly businessman rose to prominence and became the prime minister, and this lowly prostitute became the queen mother."

"They teamed up and used this plan to poison the orthodox heir. Now that the heir is about to die, they have no more worries, and Qin will never see the sun again. Well, it's really good!"

"Bullshit!"

Cheng Jiao's face turned pale and pale, and he pushed him.

But he looks like a savage like Fan Yuqi.

Cheng Jiao took a few steps back and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense, you are a great general, you should have the power to judge independently! How can you listen to the wind and the rain!"

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

Cheng Jiao pointed at him and said, "You...what are you going to do?!"

Fan Yuqi wiped his face with his bleeding palm, half of his face turned red instantly, like a ghost reappearing.

He raised four fingers and said, "Fan Yuqi swears here that everything he said is loyal to the royal family and the Qin State. If there is even half a lie, his body will be decapitated and he will be infamous forever!"

Cheng Jiao had never seen any bloodshed, and had never seen such a scene before.

He looked at the long sword in Fan Yuqi's hand and the fierce aura exuding from him, and swallowed, "General Fan, tell me!"

"Mr. Chang'an, haven't you thought about it? Why did Lu Buwei, a cheap businessman, gain such power and create such a legend?"

"I don't know."

"If King Qin Xiaowen is still alive, how could Lu Buwei, as the prince's retainer, rise to power so easily."

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

"If the former king is still alive, Lu Buwei is only a prime minister of a country, and Mrs. Huayang and the former king are hindering him in many ways. He is also just a servant, how can he cover the sky with one hand?"

"But the strange thing is that the former king collapsed after he reigned for only three years!"

"Three days, three years, how can there be such a strange coincidence, and the beneficiary is nothing more than that cheap businessman with evil intentions!"

"As long as Mr. Chang'an dies, he will have no worries in the future!"

Cheng Jiao's eyes began to flicker after being slapped down repeatedly.

Fan Yuqi said again while the heat was hot, "Mr. Chang'an, you are the established king of Qin. How could you let the son of a lowly merchant call you a widow? Let that prostitute slander Mrs. Han!"

Speaking of Mrs. Han, Cheng Jiao's face changed slightly, and he finally said, "But the king's order issued by the king is clearly for the king to be the king of Qin."

"Mr. Chang'an, it is inevitable that a person's mind will become dizzy when dying. It is obviously the trick used by the adulterer!"

Fan Yuqi looked at him closely, "Chengjiao, Jiao, Jiao, Qiu, Li, and Li, are the heads of the four great snakes."

"Jiao is the dragon, the former king chose this name because he wanted to pass it on to you, Lord Chang'an."

"Flood Dragon Flood Dragon, dragon soars all over the world, is king and hegemony, symbolizes the ambition of Qin Guodong! The previous king is so clear, is it possible that Lord Chang'an still doesn't know his ambition?"

Cheng Jiao's mind was still spinning, but now it is completely dead.

Yes.

Before Ying Zheng came back.

Everyone in the state of Qin regards themselves as the future king of Qin, but when Ying Zheng came back, everything changed, everything changed...

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

"Going forward is certain death, and now resisting is a crusade against thieves!"

Seeing that Cheng Jiao was loose, Fan Yuqi pierced the ground with his sword tip, knelt down and said solemnly, "The last general Fan Yuqi kowtowed to King Qin, long live long live King Qin!"

Cheng Jiao was numb all over and sat down on the chair.

(End of this chapter)