In Xianyang, the residence of Prince Hu Hai. The patriarchal law stipulates that when the prince is over 16 years old, he must move out of the palace and live outside.

At night, a young man in a pink satin shirt stood in the pavilion, his eyebrows were picturesque, his lips were like cherry blossoms, his skin was like snow, his delicate facial features, and a few strands of long black hair on his forehead moved with the wind. There was a coldness hidden in his light blue eyes, and his whole body looked a little gloomy.

The young man was Hu Hai, who was twenty-one years old. Hu Hai's mother was a Hu man, so his eyes were slightly different from those of the Qin people.

Hu Hai stared at the old man wearing a dark red palace robe in front of him and said, "At this time, you are actually back? Are you not afraid of any mistakes?"

The old man's cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, and his dark eyes were filled with calmness. His eyes were deeply trapped in his eyes emitted a faint blue light, and his silver hair was scattered in his ears. A cold and cold aura was surrounded by him.

The old man didn't speak for a long time.

A trace of disgust flashed in Hu Hai's eyes. He just opened his mouth and was about to speak, but he was shocked at the old man's dark and cold gaze, and his face became even more angry and angry. He said anxiously: "If you have anything, just say it!"

The old man's face remained unchanged, and he seemed to have never heard of his impatience towards Hu Hai. A trace of disdain flashed deep in his eyes. Not to mention that Hu Hai has not ascended the throne yet, even if Hu Hai ascended the throne, he still has hundreds of ways to kill Hu Hai. I really think that someone can be like that person? The old man said: "Young Master, military power!"

A hoarse voice sounded in Hu Hai's ears. Hearing the old man's words clearly, Hu Hai's impatience was as if he was poured on cold water.

Hu Hai looked at the old man, then looked around the darkness, and asked in a deep voice: "Is the tiger talisman here?"

"No, I've looked for it."

The old man shook his head and had a moment of worry inadvertently. It is said that Hu Fu should be in the hands of Ying Zheng. He knows Ying Zheng very well. It is impossible for Ying Zheng to hand over something as important as Hu Fu to others.

There are only two explanations now: First, the tiger talisman is in Fusu's hands, and Ying Zheng has already made up his mind to support Fusu to take office. Second, this is a trap, and unfortunately, he fell into the trap. Thinking of this, the old man looked at Hu Hai who was in a state of anxiety and couldn't help but snorke in his heart, just a waste who is so ambitious.

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Xianyang, the imperial palace.

Ying Zheng stood in the attic, looking at the Xianyang at night, with dim lights, but he felt particularly deserted.

At this moment, a slight sound of steps came from behind, and Zheng Ying sighed. Sure enough, it was innate and in the past, it was impossible for him to hear Li Di's footsteps.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Gao first went to see Mr. Hu Hai, and then met Li Si."

Li Diwei lowered her head, stood behind Ying Zheng, and said softly, but she felt mixed feelings in her heart. "General Manager Zhao" who was in power in the past was probably a disaster this time.

Ying Zheng did not pay much attention to Zhao Gao's thoughts. After all, Zhao Gao's little abacus was clear, and Ying Zheng knew it clearly, but asked, "Where is Fusu?"

"Young Master Fusu is at home, why did Mrs. Zheng leave the palace on the sun? Go to Young Master Fusu's place."

Li Di shook out everything he knew, not afraid of saying anything he shouldn't say. Although strictly speaking, this is Ying Zheng's family affairs, Li Di believes that if he didn't explain it clearly, he would be the next person to Liang. Thinking about the first year of the establishment of the Jinyiwei, the commander replaced four people, and none of them retired, all dead...

The commander of the Jinyiwei is very difficult to do. First of all, the Jinyiwei only has the role of surveillance and has no real power. Only after Ying Zheng speaks can he take action. At the same time, there are many people who offend you. Maybe when they will stumbling up.

What? Use lynching? Yes, but it depends on who it means. If it is Ying Zheng's instruction, there will naturally be no problem, but if it is the commander's intention, there will definitely be no accident and it will be cold.

Li Di believes that someone must follow him for 24 hours...

Ying Zheng was stunned, and Leng Jun's face also softened, a little warmer than usual, and he murmured in a low voice: "Zheng Rou..."

With Li Di's ears, he could naturally hear what Ying Zheng said, but can he answer this? No, so Li Di still lowered his head, as if he turned a blind eye to the matter outside the window.

Although Li Di was also very curious about why Ying Zheng had always been empty as the queen...

"You go down first and stare at Hu Hai."

"Yes, your Majesty."

Li Di hugged his hands, bowed, and turned around and left the attic.

Ying Zheng chuckled. He hadn't seen Zheng Rou for a long time. To be precise, since he had seen only a few people since half a year ago, Zhao Gao actually thought Ying Zheng was really dead.

In Daqin, the only one who can change a substitute without being discovered is Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng stood there, his shoulders were not moved, his arms were not raised, as if he didn't even move his fingertips.

But at this moment, his man suddenly flew up like a swallow, and then passed through the attic like a gust of wind, without seeing anyone.

"Ahem."

The coughing sound was naturally not Ying Zheng's. I saw that there was an old man with frosty hair on his temples appeared in the position where Ying Zheng was standing just now.

The old man coughed a few times, let out a long breath, no longer coughing, but sighed softly, "What a big man, I still play this trick."

I only heard the old man's figure disappeared quietly before he finished speaking.

The Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion is Li Si's mansion.

Li Si was sweating profusely and sat on the chair in the study room. There were still books on the table. He felt weak all over. It was Zhao Gao who put a lot of pressure on him. Unexpectedly, after seeing him for half a year, this guy actually reached that step - half a step in innateness.

There was another rhythmic footstep sound outside the study room. Li Si shook his head and couldn't help but wonder: "Didn't this guy leave? Why are he back?"

After a long time, the people outside the house were no longer moving, but Li Si could see clearly the motionless figure outside the house through the candlelight.

"who?"

The people outside the house didn't say anything either.

Li Si's scalp was a little numb, and he felt ruthless. He took off the sword from the wall, opened the door with one go, and pointed the sword straight at the person.

"Who are you?"

Li Si only felt that the person behind him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was.

"Don't know me anymore?"

The familiar but unfamiliar voice made Li Si frown.

Li Si snorted coldly, but the doubt in his heart became deeper. He took a deep breath and said coldly: "Come on! Pretend to be a ghost."

The visitor chuckled, and then turned around. The moment Li Si saw the visitor, his pupils involuntarily expanded, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp echo.

"How could you..."

How could Li Si forget Ying Zheng's appearance? His head was as big as numb and his face was ashen. In a trance, the thoughts in Li Si's mind were twisted and turned, as if he had caught something, but something had stopped him.

Looking at Li Si who was in a daze, he suddenly couldn't say anything. The scenes of the past surged into his heart. I have to admit that Li Si has also paid a lot in the current Qin Dynasty.

On the second day, Li Si was as usual. No one knew how complicated he was in his heart last night. He talked to Ying Zheng until the early morning when Ying Zheng returned to the palace from him.

There are many things now, and Li Si still can't figure it out, but Li Si knows that Zhao Gao is cold this time. Of course, Zhao Gao is just a small fish. If the real big fish is hooked, the situation of the Qin Dynasty's turbulence for many years may be settled in one fell swoop, and internal troubles will be eliminated...

Thinking of this, Li Si felt ache and his joyful eyes faded. I'm afraid he would not have the chance to participate in the future. He should not die. If Ying Zheng had made up his mind to kill him, he would not have come to see him last night, but he would definitely have lost two or three layers of skin.

Hateful, hateful, Zhao Gao misled me, Zhao Gao misled me!

Li Si was stunned in grief and angry, and suddenly said that he could not participate, but his son could do it...
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