my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 88 Zhang Liang, You Made a Mistake

Zhao Ying didn't know that he had inexplicably gained a wave of his uncle's favor. At this time, he was sitting in a restaurant, watching the street below calmly.

This is the only way to go to Xianyang Palace.

Although it was after the first snow, the streets were still a little slippery, but at this time, there were still many people gathered on both sides of the street.Although Fusu's return was done without fanfare and without prior notice, the news that the eldest son Fusu was about to return to Xianyang to plead for the lives of the people still spread.

Just like the sudden heavy snowfall, it was silent, but it fell all over Xianyang overnight.

From time to time, someone walked to the street, stood on tiptoe, and looked around.

Zhao Ying was sitting on the restaurant, watching the farce coldly.

Obviously, someone is secretly fueling the flames. Otherwise, this should have been classified as a confidential matter. How could the news spread so quickly? Even some ignorant people know that this afternoon, the eldest son Fusu, who is benevolent and loving, has a generous temperament. I'm going back to Xianyang today, even in spite of the severe cold, waiting on both sides of the road early?

But this time, there was a rare silence in Xianyang Palace.

He seemed unaware of everything outside the palace.

At the third quarter of the hour, the sound of horseshoes finally sounded in the distance, and an ordinary carriage finally appeared in everyone's sight.

Although he did not use the specification of a four-horse-drawn carriage, Zhao Ying's eyesight is now several times that of an ordinary person, and he has already clearly seen the sign on the carriage that belongs exclusively to the Changgongzi's Mansion, as well as the groom sitting on the shaft. , it is his groom Han.

Han seemed taken aback by the scene on the street, the speed of the carriage slowed down a bit.

Probably the people in the carriage noticed the change in the speed of the carriage, and seemed to lift the curtain to ask something, and then the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down.

The moment the curtain of the car was lifted, Zhao Ying confirmed that the person sitting in the car was his cheap father.

The eldest son of Daqin finally came back!

He couldn't say he was annoyed by Fusu's return this time, but he couldn't say he liked it either.

Although in his previous life he admired those who dared to plead for the people regardless of everything, but among these people, Fusu at this time was obviously not included.

He always felt that his cheap daddy was like a stupid spore, full of passion, firm in his convictions, and enough benevolence and courage in his heart, but he just lacked political wisdom.

A person who is too naive should go to teach and educate people, or go to the court to be a direct minister who dares to be the first in the world, but he has become the eldest son of Daqin.

The carriage approached slowly, and wherever it passed, the people along the street all stood silently, saluting deeply to the carriage.

Fusu didn't get out of the car, nor did he lift the curtain, and just drove across the street quietly.

When he walked to the bottom of the restaurant, he seemed to feel something. The curtain of the car was lifted, and he looked up, just in time to meet Zhao Ying's gaze.

Fusu nodded lightly, and then lowered the curtain.

The carriage rolled and went straight to the gate of Xianyang Palace under the eyes of the welcome commoners.

Behind him, there are thousands of heads of Guizhou, waiting for him to ask His Majesty for orders, and he dare not delay.

As the carriage passed by, many people dispersed slowly, and some people instead gathered not far outside Xianyang Palace, as if they were waiting for news from the Eldest Young Master, or wanted to see the Eldest Young Master.

For these, Zhao Ying didn't dare to be interested, so he got up and paid the bill, walked down from the restaurant, and walked back unhurriedly.

……

Xianyang City.

Every inch of land and every inch of gold, especially those courtyards near the Xianyang Palace, are even more valuable, and the occupants are either rich or expensive.

The residence of Zhang Liang, a descendant of the former Han Xiangguo, was in a small courtyard not far away.Although this small courtyard is not big, it is quite elegant.

This is not an asset he bought himself, but an asset that someone willingly gave him when he came to Xianyang this time.Since he planned to assassinate the First Emperor a few years ago and escaped unscathed, he became famous and became a hero in the eyes of the remnants of the Six Kingdoms.

This time, he was willing to take the risk alone, so naturally the support of caring people is indispensable.

After Zhang Liang came here, he did not shy away from people, and sometimes even generously visited some royal nobles living in Xianyang from the former Han Dynasty, but his small courtyard was rarely visited by people.

However, today there is a guest.

Judging by his age, this man is about forty, with brocade clothes, short beard and sideburns, high nose bridge, and lightning-like eyes. Unlike ordinary nobles who wear long swords around their waists, his sword is not on his waist, but on his back.

This sword is wide and big, much longer than ordinary swords.

Therefore, although this person looks ordinary, but sitting there, he has a calm and majestic demeanor, even in front of Zhang Liang, who is graceful and dignified, he does not lose the wind in the slightest.

However, this person obviously respected Zhang Liang very much. When listening to Zhang Liang's words, he leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were full of asking for advice.

"...This is a conspiracy. Although the eldest son Fusu is talented, he has the benevolence of a woman. Qingshipi is the place where he often goes to help. The local people call him son, kiss him, and respect him. He is like a brother like a father. With his nature, even if he knows that this trip is deeply involved and dangerous, he will definitely not bear the killing of those local Guizhou leaders. It is naturally expected that he will come here in person—”

Having said that, Zhang Liang smiled slightly.

"What's more, we are not the only ones who want the eldest son to return to Xianyang. Among the ruling and opposition parties, there are as many people who hope that the first emperor and the eldest son will completely break up. It's just a suitable excuse, otherwise, Mr. Gai thinks why we, the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, can enter Xianyang so smoothly..."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

"So, regardless of whether the First Emperor is willing or not, this time the Eldest Young Master returns to Beijing, he must also respond. I am afraid that the Eldest Young Master's hope of ascending to the crown prince will be cut off from then on..."

Having said that, Zhang Liang smiled slightly.

"As Fusu withdraws, the person in charge will naturally be the Eighteenth Prince. It can be said that everyone is very happy. It is a good thing for both me and the lords in the court..."

The middle-aged man on the opposite side couldn't help but frowned slightly when he heard the words, and looked at this young man who was famous all over the world with some puzzlement.

"Since this is the case, isn't it superfluous for Gai to come here?"

Hearing this, Zhang Liang smiled and shook his head lightly.

"Neither—"

While talking, Zhang Liang picked up the teapot, and personally filled a cup of tea for the middle-aged man in front of him.

"If Mr. Gai can succeed in this trip, then there will be no way out for Shi Huangdi from then on. Moreover, with his tyrannical nature of tigers and wolves, he will inevitably slaughter, especially revenge on the nobles in the old land of the Six Kingdoms. In this way, those who are pushing The short-sighted people who have lost their vitality under the order of kindness and can't take care of themselves will inevitably form a group again and fight together, and the lingering poison of the order of kindness can be cured..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man on the opposite side couldn't help raising his head, and looked at this young man who looked as gentle as jade in awe.

"Mr. Zhang is indeed as intelligent as the sea, unfathomable. He is indeed a descendant of Han Xiangguo..."

Zhang Liang smiled.

"Gai Jun is absurd, Liang is just following the trend. You must remember to retreat as soon as you hit this trip, and you don't have to strive for success..."

The middle-aged man whom he called Gai Jun couldn't help but frowned when he heard the words, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face. Seeing that he seemed puzzled, Zhang Liang explained with a smile.

"Mr. Gai has a unique skill. You still have to plan for great things in such a useful body. How can you sacrifice it so easily? The eldest son Fusu is just like Xianyang. In fact, he is like a useless person. It is nothing to worry about. Even if you can't do this trip Success is not a big problem, and the effect will not be too different - I have already arranged the manpower, and I will escort you out of Xianyang when the time comes..."

The middle-aged man called Gai Jun turned pale and nodded heavily.

"Gei obeys Mr. Zhang's orders—"

……

After the discussion, the middle-aged man stood up and said goodbye.

Zhang Liang personally sent them out of the courtyard. Looking not far away, the crowd was still chaotic and lingering on the street, unwilling to disperse. A smile appeared on the corners of their mouths. They stopped and bowed to the middle-aged man.

"Farewell, Mr. Gai, take care—Liang will be sent away soon..."

"Mr. Zhang stays behind—"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he also gave a deep salute, turned around and was about to leave, but he didn't notice that a tall and straight young man in the crowd suddenly stopped, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.

Zhang Jun, Liang——

Zhang Liang!

Not long after he walked down the restaurant, Zhao Ying, who was walking back unhurriedly, is now more than 1.9 meters tall, standing out from the crowd like a chicken in the street, with a wide field of vision, and he naturally saw Zhang Liang and the man named Gai Jun who were sent out of the alley The middle-aged man even paid special attention to it.

There is no way, whether it is Zhang Liang, who is as gentle as jade and handsome, or the so-called Gai Jun, who is like a peerless swordsman with a broad sword on his back, is too brilliant in this mediocre crowd. It's hard to pay attention.

But he was only a little curious, and his eyes didn't stay long.

Xianyang is the capital of the Great Qin Dynasty, capable people are like crucian carp crossing the river, and it is not surprising to see one or two outstanding people occasionally.

But who made his physical strength stronger now? As long as he pays attention, he can almost hear the drop of a needle dozens of feet away. Therefore, even though it is dozens of steps away, he still subconsciously caught these two. Key words.

So, it's Zhang Liang!
The Zhang Liang who once assassinated the First Emperor, and later helped Han Gaozu Liu Bang to rule the world, was publicly admitted by Liu Bang that "I am not as good as Zhang Liang in strategizing".

He suddenly didn't notice that his subconscious first thought at this time was not that he had met a talent, but——I caught a big fish!
So, he turned around with a smile on his face, turned around and strode towards the alley where Zhang Liang was standing.

He was tall and burly, and there was no possibility of hiding it at all. Zhang Liang immediately spotted Zhao Ying who was striding towards him.As a counselor who had a heavy responsibility and entered Xianyang alone, it was impossible for him not to know Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor who had recently become famous.

At this time, seeing Zhao Ying walking towards him, he was a little confused about the situation, so he could not help but frown slightly, and calmly waved at the middle-aged man to tell him to leave quickly.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to stay longer, lowered his head, quickly mixed into the crowd, and disappeared.Zhao Ying didn't care about him either, that man carried a broad sword on his back, walked steadily, Yuan Tingyue stood up, and he was very skilled at first glance, now that he was unarmed, if he was really struggling to death, he would regret it even if he was on his body place.

This is an era when there are no antibiotics, no anti-inflammatory drugs, and an injury or a cold may send you away.

What's more, there are too many people on the street now, once they make a move, it is very likely to cause chaos and cause some unnecessary casualties.

Anyway, now that I know of their existence, and I am in Xianyang, I am like a turtle in a urn. If I want to catch them, it is impossible to escape.

Today's Daqin, under Shang Jun's ideas, controls the floating population so strictly that it is outrageous. Let alone others, Shang Yang himself was stumped back then.

Want to wander around Xianyang without "fu", "test" and "biography"?

I will send you to the government prison in minutes, and then the government will escort you to Lishan to repair the tomb!

"So Zhang Liang, the descendant of Han Xiangguo?"

Zhao Ying lowered his head and looked at Zhang Liang, who was almost a myth in later generations, with great interest.

Well, let me tell you something, this guy is really not lazy, he is as rich as jade, handsome and graceful, his appearance can almost catch up with himself.

Zhang Liang calmly saluted Zhao Ying deeply.

"Liang met the grandson of the emperor..."

Zhao Ying couldn't help grinning, stretched out his hand and touched Zhang Liang's head with a smile.

"You are Zhang Liang—"

Zhang Liang: ...

Zhang Liang didn't expect Zhao Ying to do such a thing at all, he was startled for a moment, then his face turned red, he glared at Zhao Ying angrily, while struggling hard, trying to break free from Zhao Ying's big hand.

After all, what Zhao Ying did was already tantamount to public teasing and humiliation.

But with his little strength, how could he be able to make a splash in Zhao Ying's hands?
"You, you—— Liang asked himself if he never offended the eldest grandson of the emperor, why did the eldest grandson of the emperor want to humiliate me..."

Looking at Zhang Liang who was in his hands, struggling hard, clearly becoming angry from embarrassment, but had to suppress his anger, trying to reason with himself, Zhao Ying suddenly smiled inexplicably.

These are the so-called Three Heroes of the Early Han Dynasty——

"Zhang Liang, right? Haven't you forgotten what happened in Bolangsha in the 29th year of the First Emperor..."

When Zhang Liang heard this, his scalp went numb, and his heart gradually sank to the bottom.

Assassinating the first emperor is a serious crime of extermination. Even the royal family and nobles of his hometown may be implicated in the serious crime. Once the incident happens, don't think about it.

He looked with some difficulty at the young man in front of him looking down on him like a demon, his voice was dry and his tone was full of unwillingness.

"How do you know it was me……"

At this point, people have been using knives and me as fish and meat, and empty words and sophistry have long since lost any meaning.

Looking at Zhang Liang, whose face was pale, and who was in his hands like a little white rabbit, Zhao Ying smiled, and let go of the big hand that was grasping his head.

"Come with me..."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked straight forward.

Behind him, Zhang Liang's expression changed, and he finally lowered his head and followed up. He knew that even if he had all kinds of schemes and schemes, it would be of no avail. It's just a humiliation.

Aware of Zhang Liang's actions behind him, Zhao Ying couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

……

The eldest son's mansion.

study.

Zhao Ying didn't speak, but looked calmly at the famous Zhang Liang, who could be called the top strategist of this era, until Zhang Liang lowered his head a little uneasily, not daring to look at him, and then said calmly.

"Who was that with you just now..."

Zhang Liang remained silent.

Zhao Ying didn't urge him, but then pulled a piece of plain cloth, picked up a charred wooden stick beside him, and randomly scratched and pulled it up.

Zhang Liang didn't know what Zhao Ying's intention was, and he didn't dare to read more, let alone ask more questions. He just made up his mind to pay attention. This time, even if he died here, he would never reveal even a single piece of information about Mr. Gai. .

Just when his mind was going back and forth, thinking about things, he heard Zhao Ying in front of him speak in a calm and authentic tone.

"Look, this is your friend named Gai..."

Zhang Liang looked up a little bit, and took a breath instantly.

Genie!

The details are fully visible, just like in a printed painting!
(End of this chapter)