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"General Zhang, why do you look so unhappy? Is His Majesty blaming you?"

Looking at Zhang Han's solemn and gloomy expression, Yi Huawei smiled slightly and spoke slowly.

"Prime Minister Li, Zhao Fuling!"

Zhang Han frowned, looking serious, and bowed to the two of them. He sighed and said, "There are so many people and the terrain is so dangerous. I really don't know where to go to catch the murderer."

Li Si frowned:

"If the assassin can't be caught and his head can't be brought back, I'm afraid the emperor will start another massacre!"

"Of course..."

Yi Huawei smiled and said, "But there are plenty of people like this."

Li Si turned to look at Yi Huawei: "What do you think of the Zhao Mansion?"

Zhang Han bowed to Yi Huawei and said, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhao!"

"General Zhang, all you have to do is prepare a few bodies of assassins." Yi Huawei said calmly, "As for the assassins, it would be better if we can catch them. If we can't, we can only use their heads!"

Li Si and Zhang Han looked at each other. Only Zhao Gao would dare to say such a deceitful thing. They would not have the guts to do so. They nodded slightly and kept silent.

The assassination of Qin Shi Huang caused a great uproar in Linzi, Langya and other counties. Despite the huge investment of manpower and material resources in the full-scale search for the assassin in Yuanyang, nothing was found. In the solemn and tense atmosphere, Qin Shi Huang's carriage continued to slowly move towards Donghai County.

However, the emperor did not appear in front of everyone immediately. Instead, with thunderous rage, he immediately ordered Li Si, Zhang Han and other important ministers to lead elite forces to search for the assassin's followers, and the deadline was clearly set at ten days!

The large-scale search lasted for ten days, like a raging storm, and almost all the counties were thoroughly checked from inside to outside. Every inch of land and every house was not left out, and even the secret corners hidden deep underground were dug up. As a result, the already tense relationship between officials and the people in the counties became even more tense.

On the streets and alleys, you can see Langweijun wearing heavy armor and looking stern, leading the soldiers of the county and desperately trying to arrest every suspicious person, whether it is a lone passerby or a group of civilians. As long as there is a little suspicion, they will be immediately detained and interrogated. The whole society is like a bowstring stretched to the extreme, highly tense, as if the slightest touch can trigger an unpredictable storm.

In addition, the news of Qin Shihuang's assassination was spread by unknown person and was constantly exaggerated during the process of dissemination, which instantly made people panic and unable to calm down.

Some of the common people thought that Qin Shi Huang had passed away, and were quietly preparing for the unknown; others thought that he was only injured, and were speculating on possible policy changes. At this moment, although the government repeatedly declared that the emperor would live forever and was unharmed, the people were skeptical and did not believe it at all. There were discussions on the streets, and the people were whispering to each other, full of doubts and concerns about the government's statement.

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Seven days later.

Guangyang County, Ji County.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going.

"The man wearing a bamboo hat, stop immediately!" Several thieves shouted loudly. A man in brown clothes wearing a worn bamboo hat and carrying a heavy bag was seen stagnating slightly. The man was slightly hunched, as if he could not bear the burden. His face was covered by shadows under the bamboo hat, and his expression was difficult to discern.

The bandits quickly gathered around him, their weapons flashing coldly in the sunlight. The leader stared at the man with a burning gaze and shouted:
"And lift up your head!"

The man trembled slightly, but still kept his head lowered, as if he was trying hard to hide something.

"Don't pretend not to hear, take off your hat and accept the interrogation!" The voice of the thief became more and more fierce, and the pedestrians around stopped and looked over here curiously, whispering to each other. The man slowly raised his head, revealing a weather-beaten face, with a trace of panic and confusion in his eyes.

"Where are you from? What's in your bag?" The thief pressed on, and the man stammered, "I... I came from the countryside, and in my bag... there are only some clothes and dry food."

"What's your name? Where are you from? Where are you going? Where is the pass?" The thief's eyes were as sharp as torches. He asked repeatedly, and his tone became increasingly fierce.

The man was trembling with fear, with sweat dripping down his forehead. His voice was trembling as he stammered, "My name is Zhang San, and I am from Guangyang County. I want to visit my relatives in the neighboring county. I need a pass..."

At this moment, seeing several thieves being strictly checked, a man in blue in the crowd subconsciously turned slightly, his eyes flickered, and then pretended to be calm and asked the passing man: "Countryman, is this the way out of the city?"

The man passing by was startled by the sudden question. Before he could come to his senses, the man in blue added:

"I'm new here and I'm unfamiliar with the place. I hope you can give me some pointers."

The man passing by looked the man in blue up and down, and just as he was about to speak, he caught a glimpse of the fierce gazes of the thieves. He suddenly became timid, kept silent, and left in a hurry.

The man in blue frowned slightly, and a barely perceptible trace of anxiety flashed across his face.

The thieves noticed something was wrong, and one of them shouted at the man in green, "Who are you? What are you doing here?" The man in green tried to remain calm, bowed and said, "My lords, I am a merchant passing through here, and I want to leave the city."

The thieves looked at each other, and the leader stepped forward, looked the man in green up and down again, and said in a cold voice: "Since you are a merchant, do you have a customs clearance document?" The man in green hurriedly took out a document from his arms and handed it to the thieves. The thieves took a closer look and his expression eased a little, but he still did not let down his guard.

“Knock-knock~”

Just then, a carriage drawn by two horses slowly drove out from the deep and winding alley, stopped steadily on the side, and raised a cloud of fine dust.

Several thieves looked at each other, with some doubt in their eyes. The owner of the carriage looked unfamiliar, could he be a big shot from outside?

"You daring slave, why are you wandering here? Come up quickly and go back with me!" A bearded man in the carriage snorted coldly, his voice full of majesty and dissatisfaction. The voice sounded particularly harsh in this depressing atmosphere.

The man in green was startled at first, then a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He understood instantly and said in panic, "I know I'm wrong, I'll go back home now!" After that, he hurriedly walked up to the carriage in two steps.

The long-bearded man had a cold look in his eyes. He didn't even glance at the thieves. He just told the groom calmly, "Leave the city!"

The coachman received the order, shook the reins in his hand, and the carriage drove towards the city gate. The trees on both sides of the road swayed desperately in the wind, making a rustling sound.

The thieves looked at each other, not knowing whether to stop them. The leader hesitated for a moment, and just as he was about to step forward to ask, the carriage was already moving farther and farther away. They looked at the back of the carriage going away, and their doubts became more and more serious, but they did not dare to act rashly.

After leaving the city, the carriage sped along the mountain road. The road was rugged and the weeds on both sides were flying wildly in the wind. The man in blue and the man with a long beard sat opposite each other, and the carriage was filled with a tense atmosphere.

The carriage drove out for ten miles before the man with a long beard ordered the coachman to stop.

"Thank you very much, benefactor!" The man in blue bowed deeply and said with gratitude: "Thank you very much for saving my life, benefactor. May I ask your name?"

"Don't dare!"

The bearded man waved his hand slightly, bowed in return, and said with a smile: "I am Zhang Liang from Han. I was in a hurry just now and I am sorry for the offense. I hope you can forgive me!"

"No, no!" the man in green said hurriedly, "Sir, I will repay you for saving my life! You said your name was Zhang Liang?!"

The man in green suddenly remembered who Zhang Liang was. He was startled and his eyes widened. "Could it be that you are the Prime Minister of Han? I have heard of you for a long time! No wonder I think you are extraordinary. You must not be a man of the world. I am Xiang Bo from Chu!"

"Son of Xiang Yan?!" Zhang Liang was surprised, then laughed and said, "So you are a descendant of the Xiang family. The government is looking for you everywhere, how dare you show up? The situation is turbulent now, you need to be more careful and don't take risks easily."

"I dare not hide the truth from you, benefactor. My three uncles and nephews have been hiding from the government to avoid being arrested. The reason we dare to show up in public is that we have no choice."

Xiang Bo shook his head and responded, "It is a great honor to meet you today."

"If you don't mind, why don't you follow me?"

Zhang Liang laughed and said, "But I still have to wrong you and make you pretend to be my follower!"

Xiang Bo cupped his hands and said, "Good, that's great!"

Zhang Liang asked politely, "May I ask if Xiang Liang and Xiang Yu are doing well now?"

"Alas~" Xiang Bo sighed, looking worried: "In order to reduce the target, the three of us uncles and nephews have separated and agreed to meet in Jiangdong in three years. As for the current situation of the uncle and nephew, I don't know."

"Well, please..."

"Dong dong dong..."

“Knock-knock~knock-knock…”

Just as Zhang Liang and his companion were preparing to get on the carriage to leave this place of trouble, they suddenly felt a strong vibration under their feet. Startled, they looked quickly and saw dust flying in the distance, covering the sky and the sun, as if a large group of people were rushing towards them.

The leading cavalry was wearing heavy armor, the armor plates flashing a cold light in the sun. The knights wore iron helmets with red tassels on top of the helmets fluttering, their faces were covered by face guards, revealing only a pair of sharp and vigilant eyes. The long spears in their hands were like a forest, the sharp spear tips were cold, and the war horses under their crotches were strong and tall, with flying hooves, and the momentum was overwhelming.

The infantry team behind marched in orderly steps, wearing black battle uniforms, wide belts around their waists, carrying longbows and quivers, holding long swords or shields, with firm eyes, revealing a fearless momentum.

"Could it be that the pursuers are coming?"

Xiang Bo's face suddenly changed, and he exclaimed in shock. Then he realized: "If the pursuers are coming, they should be coming from behind."

"Get on the carriage first! Wait for them to pass!"

Zhang Liang made a prompt decision. Seeing that there were cavalrymen exploring the way ahead, if he fled rashly, he would only expose himself more quickly. The current situation was unclear, and the best strategy was to remain calm and use static to control dynamics.

At this time, the wind became stronger and stronger, making the surrounding grass and trees rustle.

After getting on the carriage, as the unknown team got closer and closer, the two people's hearts rose to their throats. Every second of waiting was like a long torture, and the tense atmosphere seemed to condense the air.

When he saw clearly the man sitting on the tall horse in the middle, Zhang Liang's face suddenly changed, his teeth chattered, and the knuckles of his clenched fists turned white, but he had to lower his head. The resentment in his eyes was evident, but was quickly concealed.

Noticing Zhang Liang's strange behavior, Xiang Bo frowned and asked in a low voice, "Who is that person?"

"Zhao Gao! That's him..."

Zhang Liang squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his voice filled with endless hatred. The scene of Lord Canghai being killed by this thief's halberd was still vivid in his mind, and the tragic scene kept appearing in his mind.

Zhang Liang's body trembled slightly and his chest rose and fell violently. He took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the hatred surging in his heart.

The air around the carriage seemed to be filled with Zhang Liang's anger and hatred. The invisible feeling of oppression made Xiang Bo feel suffocated. He didn't know what the grudge between Zhang Liang and Zhao Gao was.

The approaching team was unaware of the situation and continued to ride on the horses' hooves and march forward with the sound of clanging footsteps, raising a cloud of dust that filled the air.

"Master Zhao, how far is the county town ahead?"

A clear voice like an oriole came from the carriage in the middle of the team.

Looking at the map in his hand, Yi Huawei replied respectfully: "Princess, ten miles ahead is Ji County."

The princess in the carriage gently lifted the curtain on one side and looked out. The breeze blew across her veil, revealing her stunning face.

Her long black hair was casually tied up, with a few strands of hair playfully falling on her fair neck, adding a touch of softness and agility. She was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, but she did not feel restrained at all, instead exuding an innate nobility and elegance.

Her skin is as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade, and her eyebrows are as dark as distant black. When she frowns slightly, she seems to have a hint of sadness. Her smart eyes are like the deep starry sky, bright and clear, and at this moment, she is full of curiosity and expectation about the unknown. Under her high nose bridge, her cherry lips are red without any makeup, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth are carrying a faint smile.

Chen Xi turned his head slightly to look at Yi Huawei, with a puzzled look in his eyes: "Master Zhao, this matter of catching the murderer is none of your business, why do you want to take the blame?"

"It is my duty as a minister to do my best for His Majesty." Yi Huawei bowed his head and clasped his fists, his expression a little vague as he said, "Princess, you are afraid that His Majesty will be unhappy if you go out without permission this time, right?"

"I just want to go see my Tangmuyi. Father won't blame me."

Chenxi smiled gently, with the corners of her mouth raised, as bright and beautiful as a blooming spring flower. Then, as if she was a little worried, she frowned slightly and bit her lower lip lightly: "But Lord Zhao, if the real murderer is not arrested in three days, you may be blamed by the emperor, right?"

The wind blew gently, lifting a corner of the curtain, and the sunlight shone on the princess's beautiful face, casting a faint halo.

"Princess, don't worry. I don't think the assassin can get far." Yi Huawei leaned forward and said, but he secretly complained in his heart: If you hadn't insisted on following me, Zhang Liang would have been caught by now even if he could fly. He still maintained a respectful expression on his face, but his eyes inadvertently revealed a trace of helplessness and annoyance.

He suddenly caught a glimpse of a carriage on the side of the road from the corner of his eye. Looking at the appearance inside the carriage, his eyes fixed and he was overjoyed: It is true that after searching for a long time, I finally got it without any effort!
"Stop!" Yi Huawei waved his hand and shouted loudly.

Chenxi was startled by the sudden sound. Her body trembled slightly and an expression of surprise appeared on her face.

Yi Huawei pointed his finger and said, "Catch them!"

"Yes!" the soldiers responded in unison, their voices uniform and loud.

"get off!"

With a loud shout, a team of armored soldiers quickly surrounded the carriage. They moved swiftly and in step, holding iron swords with cold flashes on the tips of their swords as they aimed at Zhang Liang and the other man.

(End of this chapter)