Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain

Storm is coming in Xianyang Palace.

Zhao Gao, who was in the inner palace, would always be more sensitive to the emperor's intentions than Li Si.

He was very curious about how the young master would deal with the murderous intention from his "father". No matter what his thoughts were, Zhao Gao at least had never seen him say any disrespectful words or show dissatisfaction towards Fusu or Ying Zheng later on.

It's a pity that His Majesty can't tolerate him now.

He came to inquire for the last time, "Nowadays, there are many crises. The eldest son has repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in the battle against Hu. Is the young master really determined to do this? Isn't the situation of the Spring and Autumn Period of Qi a precedent? The emperor of Zhou killed Duke Ai and established Duke Xian. After that, the king of Qi killed Duke Xiang, and Yonglin killed the king of Qi and established the prince Jiu. The prince Xiaobai killed the prince and succeeded him as Duke Huan of Qi. He was one of the five hegemons, but he was so heroic. The reason why the dead body is eaten by maggots is due to the bloodshed of the ancients. Although Gao is not talented, he treats the young master sincerely.

"Zhongche Ling is kind and Hu Hai is very grateful."

If there was no one among the princes who was rebellious and capable of competing with Fusu, Zhao Gao would not have threatened and lured him again and again. He even tried to drive a wedge between father and son. Originally, Hu Hai was favored, whether it was true or false, it would be the most advantageous form.

In this case, it was declined.

Should we say he is confident or ignorant? Zhao Gao couldn't help but sneered, "I hope the young master can laugh again in the future."

He fluffed his sleeves and walked out. When he saw Lu Yong frowning at the door, holding tea, he was startled. He didn't know how much he had heard about today's events, and he snorted with a sullen face. Zhao Gao, who had been in a high position for a long time, could no longer suppress his anger after being defeated in front of Hu Hai.

Lu Yong came over with tea and put it on the table for him. He stayed there for a long time but never left.

Jiang Chen retracted his gaze from the old white porcelain teapot and looked at him, "You have something to say? Say it. Lu Yong." When he looked at people, although he was often a little careless because of his smiling face, he was very serious. of.

The look in those beautiful eyes is not as childish as it appears. If I had to describe it, it would be calmness, even a kind of stability that has accumulated through vicissitudes of life.

royal palace. It always seems to be a place where childish children cannot remain childish for long.

Lu Yong, who had been feeling anxious recently, felt relieved. He bowed his hands and said tentatively, "Lu Yong is lying. In the current situation, if the young master cooperates with Zhao Gao, it will indeed be much smoother and safer."

After a long silence, Jiang Chen said, "Have you ever heard of this word?"

"Seek the skin of a tiger."

Lu Yong said anxiously, "Then... at least I can have some hope of recovery in front of His Majesty."

Jiang Chen stood up and looked at him, "Are you scared?"

"Lu Yong is afraid! Ever since the young master has cleared away his grievances for Lu Yong, Lu Yong's life belongs to the young master. Lu Yong is just worried about the young master!" He knelt down and gritted his teeth, "Your Majesty is the master of the world. Xianyang Palace has supreme authority and strength, and it is extremely difficult for the young master to escape His Majesty's orders. Now that the eldest son is in the north, and the sixth son was ordered to go to the coast of the East China Sea to find the fairy mountain a few days ago, the young master is isolated and helpless, and may be difficult to defeat. Your Majesty...and Zhao Gao."

"Get up." Jiang Chen ordered, and then said, "The soldiers will come to block it, and the water will come and the earth will cover it."

"I'm not anxious yet, but you are watching with fear." He took a sip of tea and looked at the smiling eyes reflected in the teacup, a pair of beautiful but unfamiliar eyes to him, "And Let’s see how Father plans to take action.”

His tone was so calm, giving people a sense of security for no reason.

It doesn't matter. Lu Yong thought. The young master has always been eccentric, but he has grown up safely under Zhao Gao over the years. No matter what happens, he will find a way to solve it. This misunderstanding with His Majesty will definitely be over. They are father and son after all.

No one bothers you. Jiang Chen's place seemed to be the only peaceful place in the palace.

As the New Year approaches, the courtiers gather together.

At this time, the first snow of winter fell in Xianyang.

Ordinary people's families, if they are a little wealthy, will buy new clothes and cotton-padded jackets for their children. Therefore, when Jiang Chen received the white to gray wide-sleeved deep clothes embroidered with dark gold brocade cloud patterns that were routinely distributed by the palace, he did not Accident.

However, the sudden formality could mean that the emperor wanted to give this body a dignified death.

Jiang Chen just underestimated Ying Zheng's fear of the theory of gods and ghosts.

Ying Zheng will not directly kill someone who does not know whether he is a human or a ghost. He must make his death unclear. In this way, the evil ghost's revenge in the future will not involve Great Qin.

Jiang Chen's hunch was quickly verified.

"Eighteenth Young Master, your Majesty will specially grant you a seat at the court this year."

Taking the seat?

"That is the position of elder brother. There is a difference between superiority and inferiority..."

Zhao Gao dismissed Lu Cheng, who came to deliver the message, and said respectfully, "Young Master, Your Majesty has a fatherly heart. I hope that you will not say goodbye to me."

He didn't know that an emperor and a father would respect his son so much.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "That's it. Since it is His Majesty's order, Hu Hai does not dare to disobey it."

"..." Zhao Gao secretly hated himself for getting carried away, fearing that he would be wary because of this. He was also worried that he would be wrong if he said too much, "Young Master, I have resigned."

…

The lights are bright and shadows follow.

Above the grand open-air waterside pavilion, the sound of bells and chimes tinkled.

It is better to say that it is a waterside pavilion than a huge palace.

This place is called Yinfeng Terrace.

The winding water flows around, and on the stage is a golden red draped gauze curtain. In the middle of the huge gauze flower cluster, there is a huge pearl. The traction rope is hidden by skilled craftsmen in the eight dragon pillar patterns around Yinfengtai. At a glance, the pearl seems to be suspended in the air, becoming the second bright moon in the night sky.

Xianyang Palace has always been so luxurious, but today, the decoration here is particularly dazzling.

Just like what has been seen for countless years, so luxurious, and the wind and rain are falling.

The young man wore the solemn white court dress, with a warm smile on his face, and his long hair was simply raised with a silk ribbon. When he walked over the winding jade bridge, every step was so steady, without the jumping spirit of the child in the past.

It turned out that he had grown into such an excellent young man unknowingly. If... if he was originally like this, then it would be more appropriate for the empire to be handed over to him.

Yes. As a father, he remembered that Hu Hai is only fifteen now.

Unfortunately...

The safety of the empire must not be compromised.

A thousand-mile dam collapses at the drop of a hat. Any possible danger must be nipped in the bud.

"Father." The slightly light voice finally brought Ying Zheng back to his senses. Ying Zheng raised his hand, motioned to the first seat on the left, and said lightly, "Hu Hai is here, sit down."

Sitting next to him was the thirteen-year-old Gongzi Gao.

Now there are only these two people in Xianyang who do not hold important positions.

Jiang Chen was not surprised by this.

He just came according to the time of the banquet, not in advance. But thinking about it, whether it is on time is no longer important to him and Ying Zheng.

Gao was very happy to rearrange the seats, "Eighteenth brother, come quickly."

Jiang Chen responded to his enthusiasm politely, "Thank you, Gao."

"Brothers, there is no need to thank each other." Gao looked much more mature, with a curved corner of his lips, "...Brother, please take your seat. Sit for a while, the show is about to begin."

Jiang Chen slightly lifted the corner of his clothes, sat down, straightened his clothes, and sat properly. Every move was very upright. The outside world was bleak and murderous, but he was unaware of it.

Gao pursed his lips, and heard the faint praise from the ministers below, and fell silent. He couldn't help looking at his father, but he didn't see any dissatisfaction from his father.

So he also lowered his head and maintained his expression.

Songs and dances.

Songs and dances in the Qin Palace are not common. Every day is the news of war. Only during festivals will there be a big banquet for the emperor and his ministers to enjoy together.

To be honest, His Majesty has seen vicissitudes in recent years. I heard that three years ago, Prince Fusu made a remonstration because of a Confucian scholar, and then because of the emperor's tour of the fairy mountain, which made the emperor very unhappy. When it was serious, he seemed to cough up blood. All the ministers were concerned about the health of the emperor, but no one dared to ask.

A year ago, Prime Minister Li went on a big trip, and happened to be seen by the emperor who was in the Zhangtai Palace at that time. The emperor was a little concerned about it. After that, I don’t know which palace servant spread it, and Prime Minister Li has since traveled light. But because of this matter, the emperor killed all the waiters on duty in the Zhangtai Palace at that time.

No one dared to ask about the emperor’s affairs.

Li Si sat on the first seat on the right, raised his eyes and glanced at the emperor who was sitting on the seat with no mood, then lowered his head, picked up the wine bottle, and took a sip.

The emperor seemed to have grown old.

The emperor of the later dynasty did not care about the old ministers of the previous dynasty.

The Li family is now deeply favored and extremely noble. He is the prime minister, the highest position among the ministers. The eldest son, Li You, married a princess and was appointed as the governor of Fufeng County. The rest of his sons were married to the royal family.

Who else in history could have reached such a level as a commoner?

But what if Your Majesty left the throne?

Wasn't the former Marquis Wenxin the best example? When Qin Xiaowen Gong Zichu was in power, how glorious was the Lu family? There were three thousand guests in the door, and they compared themselves to Mengchang Jun of Tian Qi. At that time, there was a constant stream of cars and people in front of the door. Later, Your Majesty succeeded to the throne and ruled for a year. He stripped his title of marquis and sent him to Shu to reflect on his mistakes. The three thousand guests dispersed overnight. Later, when Marquis Wenxin met his former guests, Your Majesty suspected that he had treasonous intentions. As soon as the order was issued, Marquis Wenxin hanged himself.

How similar it is to the Li family today.

Whenever Li Si thought of this, he felt chilled. He has always been a man who plans ahead... but the current situation is really unpredictable.

Your Majesty, does he prefer the eldest son Fusu or the youngest son Huhai?

Should the Li family support Fusu or Huhai?

In the open water pavilion, the supreme emperor sits in the south, and the surrounding ministers are like stars surrounding the moon on both sides of the pavilion.

On the red silk Yantai, which is one foot higher in the center, the beauty is like a painting, dancing in all the splendor, and every frown and smile is perfect like a painting.

Qin, zither, silk, bamboo, sheng, flute, bell and drum.

On the Yantai, there are songs and dances, but below the Yantai, there are scheming people.

The huge night pearl in the middle hall reflects a faint yellow light with the lights.

The Yantai is a distance away from the emperor's throne.

Ever since Gao Jianli used the zither to hide his murderous intentions, the performers have to stay more than five feet away from the emperor to prevent people with bad intentions from sneaking in.

Although the performance was not satisfactory, it was much safer after all.

But any loophole will become a sharp weapon for those who are interested.

But no one expected that the target of this assassination, in addition to the emperor, seemed to have added two princes.

No, it should be Hu Hai.

Is it because the young prince has been too popular recently? Even the target of assassination has expanded from Fusu to Hu Hai.

When the ministers shouted for help, while protecting His Majesty and the Young Master, Jiang Chen had already pushed the long table in front of him, and the flying wine cup blocked the red silk ribbon with a dagger flying from the dancer's hand.

The two touched each other, and the wine cup broke into two pieces, but it also slowed down the dagger's attack.

Jiang Chen picked up Gao's collar and threw it behind him where the blade could not reach. He turned sideways, stretched out his hand, and the dagger flashed green light under the pearl and flew from his fingertips just right, and the red silk fell into his palm.

It was still a poisonous blade.

His smiling eyebrows also became cold and deep, and seemed to sweep across the throne.

As expected, there was more chaos there than here.

For many years, Ying Zheng had not encountered assassination again. Except for Jing Ke, when Gao Jianli was close, it was extremely dangerous. Later assassins were often found out and executed before they could make a move.

Today, all kinds of changes have occurred because of Hu Hai's affairs.

He coldly drew out the long sword at his waist. It was a great shame to be pressed by Jing Ke in the past. From now on, such evil spirits will only become the touchstone of his emperor's sword.

At the sharpest moment, he felt that he was touched by the person beside him.

Life and death, just between this slight mistake.

The author has something to say: It exceeded expectations... It's not over yet...