I made up stupid exercises in Da Qin, and Ying Zheng succeeded in practicing them?

Chapter 8 008 Stealing the luck of the father-in-law Lu Buwei! 【Ask for collection】

Form a warrior cavalry?
This can only be implemented after he truly takes power.

The person who leads this cavalry is none other than Meng Tian. Now he must break away from his puppet identity as soon as possible and destroy the two forces of the Queen Mother and the Prime Minister.

In addition to relying on the Meng family and the Ying family, his master became his greatest support.

"Meng Tian, ​​this is your prey, what are you going to do with it!" Ying Zheng asked.

Meng Tian smiled honestly and said: "Don't worry about it, it's getting late. Your Majesty, go back and rest as soon as possible. You have to deal with government affairs early tomorrow morning."

This is also the main reason for coming here at noon every time.

"Okay, let's go then."

I don't know.

After they left, there were dozens of burly men not far away holding lights looking for something.

The leader was Wei Weijie, a guest of Changxin Hou Lao Ai.

"Work in pairs and search separately. You must find the Marquis' pet before dawn. During this period, anyone you encounter will be killed without mercy."

"Yes, my lord."

So, they scattered.

Not long after, there was a sound of panic.

"Found it... Sir, come and see."

The guards rushed over following the sound.

When he saw the Qinling Tiger lying limply on the ground, his expression changed.

"what happened?"

The Qinling tiger was Chang Xinhou's favorite pet. He was kept in the village at the foot of the mountain. Due to a moment of negligence, the tiger ran out, so he hurriedly looked for it.

"Sir, it...it's dead." A strong man reported truthfully.

Another strong man added: "Its tiger bones are all broken, and there are no injuries on the surface. Judging from the degree of breakage, we guess that it was killed by a punch."

As soon as he said this, he was scolded by Wei Wei.

"Nonsense, how is it possible? The Qinling Tiger is the king of beasts. When he captured it, he injured dozens of elites. How could he be beaten to death by one punch?"

The strong man opened his mouth to explain, but another strong man pulled his arm to stop him.

They are just thugs in the palace. They only need to do their jobs well and don't care about the rest.

Although Wei Wei said so, he walked up to the Qinling Tiger, squatted down and touched the tiger's bones.

In an instant.

His expression changed drastically.

Judging from the degree of fracture of the tiger bones, they were evenly stressed and caused by violent impacts.

"Did it really get punched to death?"

Thinking of this, a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his hair stand on end.

If so.

How terrifying the power of that punch was!
And... the Qinling tiger that the Marquis loved the most was dead. How should he explain to the Marquis?
He knew the Marquis' ruthless methods.

If he is not careful, he will be tortured, and he will not be able to survive or die!
To survive?

Someone must be found to take the blame.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, but it flashed past and was covered up by him.

Wei Wei stood up, pointed at the body of the Qinling tiger, and ordered: "Come four people and carry it back to the villa."

"promise."

"promise."

So, the four strong men carried the Qinling Tiger and walked towards the villa according to Wei Wei Jie's instructions.

Of the remaining six, the guards took away four of them on the grounds of checking the surrounding situation.

There were only two strong thugs left in this field.

The guard stretched out his hand to call them over.

"Sir, what are your orders?" They came over unsuspectingly.

But when he got close to Wei Weiji, a cold light flashed before his eyes, and he felt a pain in his neck. He subconsciously covered his neck and opened his mouth to speak, but blood spurted out in large mouthfuls.

Then, with an unbelievable look in his eyes, he fell straight to the ground.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of blood.

Wei Wei glanced at them, expressionless, and muttered: "Don't blame me, I just want to live."

After he wiped the blood off the dagger, he walked straight into the forest.It didn't take long.

Screams came one after another.

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Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng opened the door of the palace and saw Lu Buwei kneeling on the felt, like a king correcting a memorial, exercising the unique rights of the Qin King.

"Your Majesty, are you back?" Lu Buwei continued to correct the memorial without raising his head.

This is the palace of King Qin Yingzheng!
While Ying Zheng was away, he suddenly barged in and sat in the position that should have been reserved for Ying Zheng.

The word 'King' seemed extremely harsh at this moment.

But Ying Zheng did not dare to rebuke angrily. Instead, he bowed forward and bowed.

"It's so late, my husband hasn't rested yet?"

Lu Buwei put down the memorial and raised his head to stare at Ying Zheng, his expression calm but revealing great majesty.

"I heard that the king has been very busy recently. After the court session, the king left the palace in a hurry. There are many memorials that have not been approved, so I have no choice but to share the worries of the king."

Although the words were plain, every word was rebuking Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng sneered inwardly.

Is this sharing worries?
It was a naked exercise of the king's rights.

He was just a puppet in power and had no right to execute it. All the memorials sent to him had been intercepted by Lu Buwei. After checking them, Lu Buwei found them to be insignificant and then submitted them.

To him, it makes no difference whether he sees it or not.

Although I complained a lot in my heart, given the current situation, I could only choose to accept it silently.

"Zheng'er has failed to live up to my father's expectations. Zheng'er will definitely correct the memorial overnight. I also ask my father-in-law to rest early and pay more attention to rest."

"Hey." Lu Buwei sighed and waved his hands pretendingly: "Forget it, I see that the king looks tired. From now on, I will correct the memorial for the king. The king can just play with it, how about it?"

To say that the memorial was intercepted secretly before, but now it is blatantly intercepted.

As long as Ying Zheng agrees, it will be a matter of course.

This is also the result that Lu Buwei wanted.

Facing the prime minister's robbery, how could Ying Zheng not agree?

"Thank you, Prime Minister, for sharing Zheng'er's worries."

"Your Majesty, this is what you should do." Lu Buwei smiled brightly after his plot was successful and asked with concern.

"What has the king been busy with lately? He didn't come back until late at night."

Ying Zheng smiled slightly and already had something to say.

"My father-in-law also knows that Zheng'er likes tea. Last time, General Mengtian brought some tea to Zheng'er. The tea was fragrant and refreshing. According to him, it was picked by people in the mountains and made with secret recipes passed down from family to family. I went to visit a few days ago.”

As he spoke, he picked up the brick of tea in his hand and actively recommended it, "Father, you might as well try it."

"Thank you for your kindness, your Majesty. I will ask you for more tea when your Majesty has more tea. This tea will still be enjoyed by Your Majesty." Lu Buwei waved his hand and refused. The purpose of this trip has been achieved, and it is time for him to leave.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, so I won't disturb you anymore and I'll take my leave first."

Without waiting for Ying Zheng to say anything, he turned around and walked out.

Based on his behavior alone, Ying Zheng, the King of Qin, was not taken seriously at all.

But as soon as he stepped out of the palace, he was stopped by Ying Zheng.

"Father."

Lu Buwei retracted his steps and turned to look at Ying Zheng in surprise.

at this moment.

The two look at each other.

Ying Zheng's eyes are lavender, and he uses the art of luck - Life Eyes. Since Lu Buwei has real power, his luck will be extremely rich.

Only then can he take advantage of his unpreparedness to seize the opponent's luck and strengthen himself.

In an instant.

Wisps of purple energy came out of Lu Buwei's body, poured into Ying Zheng's pupils, and spread throughout his body.

As the Human Emperor Art circulates, the purple energy is quickly refined and absorbed.

Just three seconds.

But it gave Yingzheng substantial changes.

(End of this chapter)