When people were in Qin, they ruled the world

Chapter 18 Towards the Fish in the Net
Lu Buwei's speed was very fast. He left Xianyang Palace at dusk, and Ying Zheng received the roster of the intelligence system of Luo Wang Xinzheng's Department sent from Xiangguo Mansion at night.

Looking at the mechanism scroll in his hand, a complete intelligence network appeared in front of Ying Zheng.

The royal palace, the prince's mansion, the general's mansion, and Sima's mansion, when the code names appeared in Yingzheng's sight, Yingzheng realized that South Korea's problem lies. Such a country is doomed to be hopeless, not only because The country is small and the people are weak, and the entire upper class is full of problems. Such a country...
However, on this roster, there is a blank place, a place that has a pivotal position in South Korea, but it happens to be a blank place: Blood Cloth Fort.

Are you bloody?Bai Yifei was nothing, but the old goblin who created the White Armored Army with one hand was worthy of attention.Ying Zheng combined another memory to analyze the information in the scroll.

"I will leave this roster to you for safekeeping. You should understand the operation mechanism of the net very well." Ying Zheng closed the scroll and threw it to Qingxi who was packing up the slips.

"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi took the scroll, showing a surprised expression, how could such an important thing be given to herself.

"Don't be surprised, by Gu's side, only you know the net, how to use the people on these rosters, you are indispensable." Ying Zheng said.

"Yes." Seeing this, Qingxi hesitated and put away the scroll.

"If you need to find someone, how do you use the power of the net?" Ying Zheng asked.

"If you're looking for someone, it depends on the person's specific situation. Depending on the situation, there are different choices." Qingxi replied.

"Let's take this matter for a while." Ying Zheng suppressed the thoughts in his heart. Now he has more important things to do. As for the little throbbing in his heart, he can bear it for now.

There are quite a lot of treasures in Xinzheng, but rather than using the power of the net, Ying Zheng prefers to use the power of the army to push them all the way, and everything is his.

South Korea, South Korea, Ying Zheng thought about something and suddenly thought of something. In his memory, it seems that a war broke out in the third year of Qin Wangzheng. South Korea, which is not rich in its own land, is even worse.

Next year's opportunity can be used well. Apart from the city, what else is there to worry about in South Korea?Ying Zheng rubbed his forehead, as if he was thinking about a very serious question.

"If your majesty wants to grasp the snare net, you can ask the queen mother for help. Xiangguo is not a suitable trading partner. The value of the Hiding Sun Sword is far more than this scroll." Speak your true thoughts.

"Although the Hiding Sun Sword is one of the Eight Swords of the King of Yue, it is only a sword." Ying Zheng said as if he didn't understand the deep meaning in Qingxi's words.

"Zhiri is not just a sword, it is also the proof of the identity of the first-class killer of the net, every first-class killer is not just a killer, he is a killer organization in the net , There are several killer-level killers under his command, and below, there are also earth-level killers, and they are interconnected, making a sky-level killer control extremely huge power." Qing Xi explained.

"In that case, it's a lonely loss." Ying Zheng seemed extremely annoyed when he spoke.

"actually······"

Seeing Yingzheng's annoyed expression, Qingxi felt as if she had done something wrong, so she couldn't help but make up for it quickly: "Actually, it's not too bad. Although South Korea is small, Xinzheng is very big. It is still a major commercial city in the Central Plains. South Korea is more than three years old. One-tenth of the essence is in Xinzheng, and the net of such an important town is still very valuable."

"Based on what you say, Gu doesn't seem to be at a loss." Ying Zheng looked at the clumsy Qing Xi in front of him and said.

"Slave..." Qingxi was suddenly caught in a dilemma. She really didn't know what to say at this time, what to say could make Ying Zheng realize that today's The transaction made was a losing business.

"What the hell is it?" Ying Zheng asked solemnly.

"It's the king's loss." Qing Xi said dejectedly, this was not the result she wanted.

"If you lose, you lose." Ying Zheng's reaction was beyond Qing Xi's expectations.

"When it comes to buying and selling, you can't just look at what the other party gets, but what you get." Ying Zheng said.

"Your Majesty?" Qing Xi asked in surprise, unable to adapt to Ying Zheng's change for a while.

"It's really hard for people to imagine that you are so stupid. You used to be the first-class killer of Luo Wang, Duan Shui." Ying Zheng smiled unconsciously.

After knowing Qingxi's true identity, Ying Zheng felt something called contrast in her body at this time.

Something seemed to be slowly awakening in the depths of Ying Zheng's soul.

"Slave?" Qing Xi was speechless for a moment.

Dumb?This was the first time she heard such an evaluation in her past life.

who is she?She was the youngest assassin of the Tianzi level in the past fifty years, and the people who died in her hands ranged from high-ranking officials to high-ranking officials, down to hundreds of rangers, there were a hundred of them, when did they become stupid.

"You still don't seem convinced?" Ying Zheng said.

"I don't have any." Qing Xi replied hastily.

"You really aren't a qualified killer," Ying Zheng said.

Qingxi's swordsmanship is very strong. Yingzheng has seen this before, and her internal strength, which may be the biggest shortcoming for her age, is not weak, but there is only one exception, and that is emotion.

After all, she is not a cold sword.

Qingxi learned to be smart this time, she chose to remain silent.

"It's snowing again." After a long time, Ying Zheng looked out the window and said.

This time, no one responded to him.

"It's a bit cold at night." Ying Zheng continued.

"Are you cold?" Ying Zheng asked Qing Xi.

"The slave's internal strength has been trained to the point where he is not afraid of cold and heat." Seeing that he couldn't escape, Qing Xi replied.

"That's true, it's really warm." Ying Zheng showed a clear look, but his eyes couldn't help falling on Qing Xi's puffed chest.

Although there was a closer move before, it was just as a task and responsibility, and there was no extra thought.

However, at this time, under Yingzheng's gaze, Qingxi felt another emotion. Although Yingzheng's gaze was calm, Qingxi felt like the sharpest sword, piercing through her heart, as if returning to her heart for a while. When I was a child, I felt when I faced the most stern swordsman in the net.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng immediately looked away and did not continue to say anything. Instead, he focused on the blank bamboo slips on the desk. Under the stroke of his palm, rows of beautiful Qin seal characters appeared on the bamboo slips .

This is homework.

(End of this chapter)