The next morning, outside the Heibingtai prison.

Zhang Han personally sent Zhao Hao to the door.

Before leaving, Zhang Han lowered his voice and reminded Zhao Hao: "Sir, please keep that matter a secret, otherwise Zhang will die!"

"knew."

Zhao Hao nodded expressionlessly, then turned and walked towards the door.

At this time, Dahu, Erhu, and Zhongxian had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Tell me, when will the young master come out?" Erhu said.

"You have asked this question dozens of times."

Dahu glanced at Erhu and said impatiently: "Can you be quieter?"

"How do you want me to be quiet? We know that the young master is in danger, but we can't do anything. We can only wait here!"

"Then what should I do? Do you want to rush in and save people?"

"Why not? If the young master doesn't come out within half an hour, I will definitely rush in to save people. Even if I die, I will die with the young master!"

"Deep well ice!"

"Who are you scolding? Don't think you are the only one who has learned a few words from the young master, Fake Squid!"

"Hey! How dare you defeat your brother! Do you want to fight?!"

"First you scolded me Shenjing Bing! I'll beat you!"

"What a courageous dog!"

Dahu was offended by Erhu, so he immediately rolled up his sleeves and wanted to teach his younger brother a lesson.

At this moment, Zhongxian on the side suddenly shouted: "Young Master! It's the Young Master who is coming out!"

"Master is out?"

Dahu and Erhu were slightly startled, quickly stopped what they were doing, and followed the sound.

Zhao Hao was seen arranging his chicken coop-like hair while walking towards Zhongxian and the others.

"Son."

The moment Zhongxian saw Zhao Hao, his eyes turned red and he strode forward. He wanted to greet Zhao Hao, but he saw Zhao Hao waved his hand feebly: "Stop talking nonsense, if you have something to eat, hurry up and bring it out. I'm hungry."

.”

"Yes, sir, please wait a moment!"

Zhongxian nodded repeatedly, hurriedly picked up the food box from the ground, opened it carefully, took out a hot meat bun, and handed it to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao smoothed his bangs and didn't care about his dirty hands. He picked up the meat bun and ate it wildly.

Although Heibingtai Dalao had prepared breakfast, Zhao Hao couldn't work up his appetite at all.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Seeing that Zhao Hao choked because he ate too quickly, Dahu kicked Erhu on the butt and cursed: "Why are you still standing there, take out the soy milk!"

"Oh oh oh, okay!"

Erhu reacted for a moment, then took out a can of hot soy milk from his chest and handed it to Zhao Hao.

Zhao Hao took the soy milk and drank it while looking at Er Hu's chest, which was very red.

This guy didn't know how to wrap it with a cloth and just relied on his body temperature to keep the temperature of the soy milk.

It's so stupid that it's a little cute.

Shaking his head in his heart, Zhao Hao was quite moved.

Although the original owner's mother died young, leaving him lonely in the palace, with these people around, Zhao Hao didn't feel lonely at all.

I even feel very happy.

"Oh, by the way, how do you know that this young master will be released from prison today?"

After Zhao Hao finished drinking the soy milk, he asked as if he remembered something.

The three of them looked at each other, and finally Zhongxian said: "Go back to the young master, your Majesty informed us to come!"

"Father?"

Zhao Hao was stunned: "You said it was my father who asked you to come?"

"Yes."

The three of them nodded in unison.

Zhao Hao frowned slightly, a little confused.

He was the one who asked himself to reflect in prison, and it was he who asked Zhongxian and the others to pick him up.

What medicine is sold in this gourd?

Could it be that the First Emperor also treated his son with kindness and power?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a little funny, and then asked: "In addition to informing you to pick me up, does my father have any other instructions?"

"No."

The three of them shook their heads together.

Zhao Hao smacked his lips and said: "Since there is no other explanation, I will not return to the palace."

"ah?"

The three of them looked surprised.

Zhao Hao glanced at them and said with a smile: "Do you want to play something exciting?"

"this"

The three people's eyelids twitched, and they had a vague feeling of bad premonition.

the other side.

In the western suburbs of Xianyang City, inside a dilapidated mountain temple.

Zhang Liang sat on the wooden pier, his face bloodless, bandaging his wounds.

Fu Nian held a sharp sword in his hand and said angrily while vigilant about his surroundings: "I didn't expect that Han thief would conspire with Hei Bingtai to harm us. Fortunately, Zifang is sharp, otherwise today would be much more unlucky!"

"This Korean thief deserves to die! After receiving benefits from us, he actually ignored the righteousness!"

"Has he forgotten the kindness of Prime Minister Zhang and the hatred of the country and the family?!"

The more Fu Nian talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the more angry he became.

Zhang Liang still sat coldly on the wooden pier, bandaging his wounds without saying a word in response.

Fu Nian finally couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and cried out sadly: "We failed in a big event and almost lost our lives. How can we stand in this world!"

As he spoke, he struck the door frame with a sword and looked up to the sky crying bitterly.

Zhang Liang bandaged the wound, looked at Fu Nian, and said calmly: "If I only care about appearance, when my brother dies, I should give him a generous burial. But for the sake of a big event, I decided to give him a sparse burial. Why is this?"

"Because Zhang believes that those who established great things in ancient times must have perseverance. If you care about everything, it will be difficult to achieve great things!"

"Um?"

Hearing Zhang Liang's words, Fu Nian stopped crying immediately, then turned to look at Zhang Liang: "Is there any clever plan for the ovary?"

"Actually, when the homing pigeon disappeared, Zhang had a premonition that something would go wrong, but there was still a trace of luck."

Zhang Liang said, stood up from the wooden pier, looked at the sky, and said solemnly: "Now that I think about it, how could such a smart boy not discover the secret of the carrier pigeon!"

"You mean, that kid saw through our identities, found out the Han thief, and coerced him and Heibingtai to capture us?" Fu Nian asked.

"Probably not."

Zhang Liang shook his head and said: "He can see through our identity, but he can't investigate the Korean thief. It seems that the Korean thief took the initiative to expose us!"

"How dare he!!"

Fu Nian's eyes widened.

Zhang Liang glanced at him and said calmly: "After the Han thieves entered the Qin Dynasty, although they were not reused by the King of Qin, they lived a relatively stable life. If we did not promise huge profits, they would never contact us. As for my father's support,

, just don’t say it!”

"Then why did he betray us? Is it because he didn't have enough money?"

"Compared with the benefits promised by King Qin, the price we paid is indeed very small!"

"this"

Fu Nian was speechless.

The edict recently issued by the First Emperor included both a fiefdom and a king. Not to mention that the Han thief would be tempted, even he himself was greedy after reading it.

After all, none of the six countries at the time had such advantages.
To be continued...