My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 240 If fate exists, everything is present

Zhao Ji was silent for a moment, then smiled calmly, with a natural expression.

"I can't learn."

The left hand was exposed from the wide sleeve, holding a sharp dagger in the slender fingers.

The bright blade made the pupils of the surrounding old people shrink to the size of a needle eye.

This knife has been sharpened!Quick and easy!

Most of them had fought on the battlefield when they were young, and had personally sharpened the Qin sword before the battle. Qin Ge and the others saw the mottled edge of the dagger blade and made a judgment at a glance.

A murderous aura that was invisible to the naked eye rose from each of them. They glanced at the uncle whose eyes had become sharper than a knife's edge, but who was sitting upright, and frowned.

This woman is so domineering, how can she bear it?
The uncle didn't attack right away, but glanced lightly at the First Emperor, who was enjoying himself on the high platform and didn't know what was going on here.

Looking at Ying Chengxuan, he said: "We are all old, baby, you make up your mind about this matter."

"only."

Ying Chengxi responded.

Standing up, he grabbed the dagger in Zhao Ji's hand with his fingers, took it and placed it lightly on the table in front of him.

Zhao Ji smiled brightly, and said: "I have quenched the poison, and there is no antidote."

Before the old people around could respond, Ying Chengxun immediately said: "You didn't, the blade has to be poisoned so violently, you can't get here at all."

Zhao Ji's eyes gradually became charming, and she said softly: "You son of a bitch, do you really want me?"

Ying Chengxun's blood surged, and he moved all the way down, his head swollen.

The influence of charm on "Yellow Emperor" practitioners is much higher than that on ordinary people.

"You are really hardworking."

Ying Chengxuan's face was on fire, his lips were a little dry, and he gave a wry smile.

Zhao Ji smiled more and more charmingly, licked her lips, and her voice became softer.

"What nonsense~"

Like a lover whispering.

Like whispering in the ear.

With the spear standing upright, Ying Chengxun had no choice but to sit down.

"Sometimes I really don't know how you, a woman who is charming, resourceful, talented, and generous, fell in love with Father in Zhao State back then."

Zhao Ji took a step forward, and brought her snow-like soft skin and moist red lips closer for Ying Chengxu to take a closer look.

"This is a secret. I can only tell you when there is no one around."

The glances flowed, and the eyebrows were affectionate.

"Should point a gun at a good man?" Ying Chengxu laughed at himself.

Reaching into his arms, he pulled out a pistol.

Is this the gun Yue Nu said?very good!
Zhao Jijiao smiled and stepped forward quickly, stretching out her hand as she walked, saying: "There are so many things hidden in my son's bosom, what else can grandma find?"

"Empress Zhao should not act rashly."

Ying Chengxun pressed the gun with one hand, and put the muzzle of the gun against Zhao Ji's eyebrows with the other.

Mei Gong is a very strange skill, because the main idea of ​​this skill is the word "Mei".

Other martial arts have internal strength, and when there is physical contact, they are all for the purpose of hitting explosive power and hurting people, but Mei Gong is not.

The physical contact of Meigong will not hurt people, and the surge of internal force will not hurt people, but the lust will be doubled.

Ying Chengxun is very clear about his body, he who practiced the indulgence and abstinence technique of "Yellow Emperor" couldn't resist Zhao Ji's seductive technique, and he didn't want to appear ugly in public.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!
Zhao Ji's brows throbbed violently, and from the cold touch on her forehead, there was a feeling that life could pass away at any time.

If it was before the Yue girl assassinated Ying Chengyu, Zhao Ji would think that she had made a mistake.

Now, Zhao Ji is absolutely sure that her feeling is correct.

The palm-sized weapon called a gun on her forehead could kill her at any moment.

Her smile deepened, and her outstretched hand didn't stop for a moment, and continued to touch Ying Chengxu's chest, trying to put it into the skirt.

This scorpion shoots, I die here, Zheng'er must do something to this scorpion.

This stick doesn't shoot, as long as I touch him, he can't help his own desire.

Such a violation of ethics, no matter how much Zheng'er can tolerate this scorpion, this kind of behavior is not tolerated by the Qin State, Zheng'er will do it.

There is no better opportunity to get rid of this scorpion than today...

"So what if you move?"

Zhao Ji, who threw herself out, looked at the fire of lust in Ying Chengxu's eyes, and smiled charmingly.

What Ying Chengxiu said at the Wax Festival raised her vigilance against Ying Chengxiu to an unprecedented level.

In her opinion, Ying Chengxuan was not crazy, it was a declaration of rebellion, and he could do it at any time.

Moreover, Wang Ji's blatant support, the Meng family's visible following, the Great Qin Zuo Prime Minister and Tingwei, and the Legalist leader Li Si's obedience to Ying Chengyu.

All these made Zhao Ji's murderous intent towards Ying Chengxun extremely strong, and she did not hesitate to exchange her life for her life.

The connivance of the Ying clan today made Zhao Ji's desire to kill Ying Chengxi even stronger.

Civil servants, generals, royal support.

Zhao Ji was frightened by Ying Chengxun's strength and power, and she couldn't wait to figure it out.

She thought the same as Gan Luo, if she waited any longer, she would just sit and wait to die.

Bang~
There was a loud thunder on the ground.

Tongues of fire spit out, and golden bullets broke the boundaries of time and space.

"what sound?"

"Where did the bird sound come from, why is it so loud?"

"A great thunderclap."

"Cough cough cough, almost choked me to death!"

"..."

Some of the people in Xuanniao Hall covered their ears and complained repeatedly, some frowned at the door of the hall, and some were so shaken by the sudden gunshot that they swallowed their food without chewing and coughed repeatedly.

Zhao Ji, who was closest to the gunshot, had buzzing ears. The sound made her a little dizzy, and the charm in her eyes disappeared.

Louder than thunder!
Zhao Ji's legs were weak, and the power of the thermal weapon that spanned 2000 years made her stand unsteadily.

She supported the table with one hand to stabilize her body, and unconsciously touched the center of her eyebrows with the other hand.

Smooth, tender, no wrinkles, no holes, no sticky blood...

The gun went off, but I didn't die?

Zhao Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then realized later, her confused mind was cleared up in an instant.

Turning his head suddenly, he followed the blue smoke from the muzzle to look intently.

That direction is a high platform, on which sits the first emperor.

"Shizier dare!"

She had a ferocious face, her eyes were frightened and angry mixed with strong hatred, and her already weak legs were suddenly filled with strength.

She touched the dagger on the table with one hand, and she grabbed the handle of the knife and was about to stab Ying Chengxue in the chest.

The internal force generated by the practice of charm cannot kill people, but can maintain the body.

Zhao Guo's martial arts is also prosperous. With the blessing of charm, Zhao Ji's fighting ability and strength are outstanding. Her physical fitness is excellent. Although she is old, she can kill people easily.

Bang~
A second loud bang.

Like the shutter sound of a camera, Zhao Ji's demeanor and movements were all frozen.

"What are you doing, bastard!"

The uncle got up angrily, the old man's ears were still humming violently, and he slapped Ying Chengxuan's gun-wielding wrist.

A dozen or so old people all got up, and all of them braved the gold stars to attack Ying Chengxun.

For the first time, these old people who sat around Ying Chengxue, cared for Ying Chengxue, and sheltered Ying Chengxue from the wind and rain felt that their baby had changed and they had done something wrong.

The commotion here finally caused an accident to happen to everyone in Xuanniao Hall.

"Uncle!"

A middle-aged man from the royal family rushed forward like a bull, pedaling and galloping on the table along the way.

"Don't hit my uncle!"

There was a six or seven-year-old boy who shouted childishly, struggling in his brother's arms, and wanted to run over to help his uncle beat the bad guys.

"What happened?"

Someone looked around with blank eyes, with a hesitant expression, wondering why the Xuanniao Temple was so messy in an instant.

"Straight!"

The First Emperor stood up in shock and yelled loudly.

Bang~
The third gunshot rang out, and blood splattered on the high platform, and the shouting stopped suddenly.

A dozen or so old men who were used to fighting on the battlefield and rolling in blood were so angry that they attacked Ying Chengxun regardless of life or death.

Ying Chengxun sighed secretly, put the gun in his arms, and greeted his elders with fists and feet.

Although these dozen or so old men were warriors in the battlefield when they were young, how could they be able to compete with Ying Chengxuan of "Yellow Emperor" at such a young age?

Ying Chengxi suppressed all the old people without hurting their roots.

"Don't do it yet!"

Ying Chengxun let out a loud shout.

A group of dark guards with their faces covered and wearing black night clothes all rushed into the Xuanniao Hall.

"How dare you! Rebel against the Yi tribe!"

"I am the thirteenth noble of the Great Qin Dynasty! Get lost!"

"Follow me to quell the rebellion, kill me!"

"..."

Although there are indeed a few brave men in the Ying clan, they are still not enough compared to all the dark guards with advanced martial arts.

After a brief noise, the princes, princesses, and members of the royal family were all brought under control.

Zhao Ji rushed to the fallen Emperor Shihuang on the high platform, but was restrained by Gai Nie with a sword.

"Ying Chengyu!" Zhao Ji's voice was shrill, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"Do what?"

Ying Chengxun was expressionless.

Beside him, the old people who had seen him very kindly just now stared at him with hatred, wishing to kill him soon.

Ying Chengxun approached Zhao Ji, whose hands were bound, and was three steps away from Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji said to Zhao Ji who wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood: "As you wish, I rebelled."

"Baby." The uncle said, staring at Ying Chengxun's back.

Ying Chengxue turned around, with a somewhat respectful expression, and responded, "Uncle."

"You're doing it wrong."

"No?" Ying Chengxu was silent for a moment, then smiled lightly, and said, "Then what am I doing right?"

Spreading his hands, a hidden guard placed the sword in Ying Chengxue's palm.

Ying Chengxun swung his sword horizontally, and placed the three-foot green blade on Zhao Jixuebai's neck.

"Kill her like this, right?"

Uncle frowned.

"Or." Ying Chengxun said with a strange expression on his face, "I was lured by her to make a fool of myself in public? Tomorrow, the matter of the Xuanniao Temple will be exposed. It is rumored that I am a beast. Is it right to covet my father's wife?"

Uncle and grandfather were silent.

A group of old people who were deeply angry at him and wanted to clean up the house were also silent.

People mature.

No matter how ignorant you are, born in the royal family and living at this age, you can understand everything you should know and not know.

They all saw what Zhao Ji did just now, and after Ying Chengxun made such a small call, they naturally knew how dangerous Ying Chengxun's situation was just now.

"Confused!" The chopstick-throwing old man hated that iron could not be made into steel. His hands bound by ropes struggled repeatedly, and bloodstains were wiped out. He shouted angrily, "I can kill it for you!"

He killed Zhao Ji, and he bears the anger of the first emperor alone. He can use his death to resolve the death situation that Zhao Ji set for Ying Chengxuan.

This is not empty talk, Ying Chengxi knows that the old man can do it.

If it wasn't for his uncle to stop him, the old man would have made a move just now.

"Uncle and Uncle's kindness, Cheng Yu appreciates it." Ying Chengyu thanked him, and then said seriously: "But Cheng Yu doesn't understand that good people should be pointed at with a gun?"

Guns in this era refer to long guns, the kind that can be poked.

Being pointed at by a spear is also an extremely dangerous thing, so even though it was the first time for a dozen elderly people to hear this, they all understood what Ying Chengxun said.

They fell silent.

The Ying family is not the kind of royal family who can't fight back when they are beaten or scolded.

As part of the Qin royal family, most members of the Ying clan have nothing to do with being good-tempered, even if they are not short-tempered.

Ying Chengxuan's words were no problem to them.

The members of the royal family all looked forward to the dozen or so old people, seeing that the ten or so old people did not speak any more, they all shut up their cursing mouths.

The young master and the princesses were all covered by the concubines. For those who couldn't cover them, the guards would stuff them with clean handkerchiefs.

Ying Chengxun turned to look at Zhao Ji, and said with a smile, "Satisfied? Continue to work."

"Ying Chengyu! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" Zhao Ji clenched her teeth, her mouth was scarlet with bleeding gums.

"Huh? Are you kidding me?" Ying Chengxun laughed and said, "I have already said that there is no sky in this world, and naturally there are no ghosts. I can only blame others for what happened today, but you. Don't you just see it right?" I will not attack you or Brother Huang, if you insist on killing me, then I have no choice but to strike first."

"It's clearly your wolfish ambition!" Zhao Ji screamed, "Do you think I don't know what you mean by what you said on the high platform? You are not talking about the sky, you are talking about the king! Democracy, equality, freedom, these are yours. The excuse you are looking for to rebel! You want to get rid of the forces loyal to His Majesty, get rid of the people who are loyal to His Majesty, and you want to rebel!"

Ying Chengxuan's face turned cold.

"Owl my head! Cut off my head!" Zhao Ji yelled madly.

In fact, when the first shot was fired, even though Ying Chengxun shot towards the high platform, Zhao Ji rushed to attack.

But Zhao Ji still had some doubts in her heart. She suspected that Emperor Shi Huang and Ying Chengxun had jointly lied to her and acted this play for her.

Judging from her affection for the two brothers, this is not impossible.

But when the blood splashed on the high platform and Emperor Shi Huang fell in response, Zhao Ji's doubts were also dispelled.

She didn't know how powerful the gun was, but she could imagine that it was a sharp weapon that even Yue girls dared not touch.

At this moment, in addition to her boundless hatred for Ying Chengxu, she also had deep remorse in her heart.

He regretted that he repeatedly assassinated Ying Chengxiu, knowing that he had the power to overthrow everything.

He regretted that he had forced Ying Chengxun into a hurry to rebel and kill the first emperor.

Regret for Shi Huangdi who died under Ying Chengxun's gun because of himself.

Since ancient times, women have not been regarded as emperors, and Mi Bazi of Qin State is the ultimate feminist in ruling as a queen mother.

If Zhao Ji could live to the Tang Dynasty, she might still want to become king after seeing Wu Zetian.

But she didn't, so after she became the empress dowager and took power, her wish was that the first emperor could secure the throne.

Today, the first emperor died, and Zhao Ji's eyes, which had been blinded by authority, suddenly cleared up.

The first emperor lived with her in the state of Zhao, so in turn, it is also true that she and the first emperor depended on each other.

She hated King Zhuangxiang of Qin for abandoning their mother and son, and she wanted to prove that her son was better than the son Chengyu who was favored by all forces, and she wanted her son to become king and secure the king.

But now, she regrets it.

Although the king is good, it is not as good as life.

If life is there, everything is there.

(End of this chapter)