My Brother Daqin No. 1 Dude

Chapter 361 Let me get up, I will kill you alive!

Zhao Ji did not accept the invitation.

A few years ago, Zhao Ji traveled all over Kyushu, looking for many capable people and strangers.In order to fight against his husband's other son, in order to consolidate the throne of his own son.

She personally experienced Baiyue, found the legendary Yue girl, and invited the Yue girl to help her at the price of countless money and food.She has been to the Jixia Academy by the sea, visited Xunzi, and invited Xunzi to come out of the mountain.

Some people accepted her invitation, and some people didn't even want to meet her.

Once, she straddled a horse and drank hard alcohol, the more she drank, the more sober she became. She rode the horse and swiped the whip to continue the journey.

Now, she would get drunk after a pot of spirits, and she would be tired after riding a horse for half a day.

She is old and doesn't want to move.

People say that the homeland is hard to leave, and her homeland is long gone.

Her husband also passed away for ten years, and the only thing she thinks about in this world is her son.She hated that Zhuzi, but sometimes she thought that what he said was absolutely right—children are the continuation of the lives of parents.

If she lives in Xianyang and is disliked, then she should stay in Yongdi, the ancestral land of Qin State.

When Zheng'er is here, he can come and see her.

When Zheng'er was away, she looked at the Qin capital not far away, looking after Zheng'er's house.

She gave Zheng'er a golden phoenix crown with tortoiseshell, agate, pearl and glazed rings.

"Return the property to the original owner and hand it over to the queen."

Looking at the back of Zheng'er leaving, she was wearing square-mouthed shoes that were easy to fight, tight-fitting samurai uniform, and drew out the long sword at her waist.

Slash horizontally, chop vertically, poke forward.

Zhao Ji is very beautiful, but she doesn't have much sense of beauty when she is poking and poking with a sword.The viewers are not dazzled by its dancing posture, but frightened and afraid of the sword coming.

This is not a dancing sword, but a killing sword on the battlefield.

It is Zhao people's culture to kill with a sword and not to dance for entertainment.

Zhao people's culture.

It's not the famous poems that have been passed down through the ages, it's not the witches and ghosts who overshadow the emperors, and it's not the political schemes full of conspiracies.

It is to resist the Xiongnu in the north and fight against the Huns in the east, to resist the strong Qin in the west, to fight against Wei and Han in the south, to fight against Chu Man in the east, and to advocate martial arts!

Life is precarious, and the life of not knowing when he will die makes the man Zhao aggressive, the woman Zhao dissolute, and the Zhao man a little proud, so please have fun!
With the butcher's knife on his body, the Zhao people would not fearfully beg for mercy, weeping and crying.Instead, he would spit out a mouthful of saliva and smash it on the enemy's face, laughing and scolding Qin Gou!Chu dog!Wei dog!
The parents and children are leaving.

Zhao Ji, a Zhao native with a flushed face, holds a three-foot Qingfeng.Turn over the hilt, force through the body of the sword, the edge of the sword cuts through the wind, and the blade cuts through the air.Regardless of whether it is a person, an event, or a thing that stands in front of Zheng'er, he will cut it all with one blow!
This is what she expects from Zheng'er, a blessing.

She couldn't tell if it was smooth sailing.There are so many remnants of the Six Kingdoms, how could this tour go smoothly, it's too fake!
The first emperor went back to Xianyang alone, and changed a new teacher for the eighteenth son Ying Huhai——Great Qin Zuo Prime Minister, a legalist giant, Li Si.

Li Si, who didn't know the news of Zhao Gao's death, didn't know what Shi Huangdi's move meant, and he didn't want to think too much about it, and he might not be right if he thought about it, so he just did it.

Your Majesty told him, don't make up your mind when facing the order of Emperor Shihuang.

Ying Huhai is very happy to have a new teacher.

Although the teacher would reprimand him, hit his palm with a thick ruler, and force him to copy the law over and over again.

But at least, the new teacher will not disturb him by reciting laws and decrees while he is sleeping, causing him a headache.

My father is also always by his side, listening carefully to what he says, just like his mother and concubine.It's just that it's scary to always have a majestic face. It's better to be an uncle, not to keep a straight face.

The insects outside the window rubbed their wings and buzzed. The young man deserted and looked at the yellow paper on the table with the "Military Law" written on it. What appeared in front of him was his uncle's smiling face.

With a crisp sound, the ruler slammed hard on the table, which startled the boy.

"Calm down!"

Li Si scolded with a dark face.

It's a good thing that Emperor Shi Huang didn't accompany him to read today, otherwise the ruler would not have hit the table, but the young man.

The young man looked at the rigid face of the new teacher in shock, and felt that it was much more hateful than these incomprehensible laws and regulations.

Uncle, when will you come and see Hu Hai?
The worries of teenagers are that they read too much and are strictly controlled.

Ge Nie seldom releases pigeons, and tipping off the news is not his duty.

Apart from not getting tired of swords in his life, he didn't have much interest in doing anything else.

goo goo~
The reminder is thin, but the gray pigeon with two strong wings is singing cheerfully.Standing on the ground, he pecked at the flattened grains in the sword master's palm.

After eating the last grain of millet, it shook its feathers and flew into the sky with the letter paper tied to its feet.There was a black spot in the blue sky, and the black spot moved eastward, getting smaller and smaller, and soon disappeared.

Gai Nie stood up, his spine, which was as tall and straight as a green pine and as straight as a dangerous peak, was slightly bent.

"this is not your fault."

Summoned by the First Emperor, Lu Buwei, who was supposed to leave the palace after speaking about government affairs, stood beside Gai Nie wearing a mask, speaking in dialect for a long time.

"My lord trusts me so much, but I spoiled my master's plans with my own temper. How can I say it's not Nie's fault..."

If he had followed what Ying Chengxun said and kept an eye on Zhao Gao all the time, he wouldn't have had a grudge against Emperor Shi Huang because of killing a court lady, and would not go to work on the pretext of sickness.When Concubine Hu died that day, Zhao Gao had already conferred the head.

The eighteenth son will not suffer irreversible damage, and the Xianyang Palace will not be polluted by Zhao Gao.

"swordsman……"

"There is no need to persuade me anymore, businessman, you and I know very well that those words are just excuses."

Lu Buwei opened his mouth, gave a wry smile, then closed it again, and left sadly with the memorial.

Yes, it's all excuses, excuses.

Just like the people who died in Han, no matter how many people say that he is not bad, the fact is that he killed those Koreans.

He couldn't even convince himself, so how could he convince Gai Nie, who had a clear heart?Ge Nie usually doesn't want to think about it, he's not really crazy.

Lu Buwei can't forget those skinny figures, those bright eyes eager to live, and the human tragedies of exchanging children for food.

A bookshelf was built on the east wall of his house. Instead of books, there were hundreds of memorial tablets, each of which was filled with the names of the people who died in the disaster in Han.

On the first and fifteenth day of every month, he would take a rest and burn paper money for the day in front of the east wall.

Ge Nie's back was not straight.

Lu Buwei can't lose the tablet.

There was a sound of wind, and sharp blades struck.

The two swords collided in the air, and Gai Nie, who hastily attacked, was forced to take a step back.

Zhang Han, who was dressed in skeleton armor, retracted his sword with a cold face.

"Your sword is slow."

Gai Nie didn't say a word, returned the sword to the sheath, turned around, and walked with bowed head and waist.The sound of shoes grinding on the ground continued, like an old man on the verge of decay.

If it is not on the Xianyang Palace where the bluestone slabs rush, but on the dirt road outside the city, it will definitely bring a lot of dust.

"Your Majesty wants me to tell you, Your Majesty did not blame you, this matter is not your fault."

Ge Nie remained indifferent and continued on his way.

Zhang Han was furious, and hurried to catch up, sticking behind Gai Nie and yelling angrily.

"You look like this, why protect Your Majesty Xie!"

Gai Nie covered his face in pain, his five fingers seemed to dig into his flesh.

The sword is the gentleman of a hundred soldiers, not something that is aggressive and fierce.Pulling out the sword because of injustice in the heart is for the sake of injustice.

The sword master's sword heart was broken twice, the first time was when he killed the maid, and the second time was when Zhao Gao died.

The sword in my heart can't be pulled out, and the sword in my hand can't be fast.

That night, the First Emperor ordered:
Gai Nie was exempted from the post of Xingxi Talisman, rewarded with five hundred gold, ten pieces of cloth, one horse, three pairs of biscuits, and promoted to the tenth rank of noble guest.

Four days passed.

When the first emperor had nothing to do, he still sat in the courtyard of Lu Buwei's mansion in Chang'an, fishing with that straight silver needle, with a relaxed attitude.

At night, Emperor Shihuang would return to Xianyang Palace. Recently, he had been working a lot in the bedroom of Concubine Chu, and stayed there for two out of four days.

Concubine Chu's status in the harem is not low, but it has risen by another order of magnitude, and she faintly has the posture of No.1 under the queen.

The candles in Zhangtai Palace have not been lit for a long time.

The first emperor was not here to review the memorials, and after Zhao Gao died, Li Si was not here to teach the Eighteenth Prince.This palace is still bright and clear during the day, but at night it is just like those sealed cold palaces, dark and frightening.

It's just that Lang Zhong Ling Zhang Han often waited outside, staying overnight, as if Emperor Shi Huang lived in this palace without candles.

In the middle of the night, a quarter of an hour passed.

creak~
The gate of Zhangtai Palace opened a gap, and the bright moonlight penetrated into the palace through it, shooting a light in the darkness.

Through the crack of the door, one can see that the two skulls on the left and right chests on Lang Zhongling Zhang Han's armor are somewhat scary.But the owners of the two skulls cupped their fists, lowered their heads, and bowed, diluting their terrifying charm.

"Please, Mr. Chang'an!"

Where the first emperor lived, there should be maids serving and accompanied by eunuchs. Except for the sleeping hall where the first emperor lived, the other halls in the palace should be lit with candles as thick as an adult's forearm. This is the rule.

But only Lang Zhongling Zhang Han knew that Shi Huang, who didn't go to visit his concubines every day, entered this Zhangtai Palace without maids, eunuchs, without any light, and not in accordance with the dormitory rules when it was dark.

Every time he guarded outside the Zhangtai Palace, Zhang Han dared not sleep, he was afraid that something abnormal would happen to the first emperor.

He had to bring up all his mind, to feel the fire of life of the first emperor in Zhangtai Palace without stopping.

creak~
The palace door was closed again, and the moonlight was blocked from the door.

But the originally pitch-dark Zhangtai Palace was not completely submerged in the darkness. The disheveled Ying Chengxun held a candle in his hand and slowly entered it, panting heavily.

"Brother Huang? Are you here? Huh, hoh, didn't you die?"

After walking two more steps, Ying Chengxun put the lamp on the table and sat on the floor, panting heavily with his hands on his knees.

"It can't be done. From Xinzheng to Xianyang, it didn't take long for me to run to the death of three horses. I'm going to be exhausted. Brother Huang, let me rest and come to enlighten you again."

Under the candlelight, the mud marks on Ying Chengxun's face were extremely clear, and the sweat mixed with dust almost covered Ying Chengxun's head.

The sound of footsteps sounded from the depths of Zhangtai Palace, and as the sound of footsteps grew louder, the people got closer.

"Who told you, Shuzi, to enlighten you?"

The majestic and unparalleled face of the first emperor in the past was also revealed by the candlelight, with a smile on his face.

"Like a mud monkey, coming to see me with a disheveled appearance is a serious crime of disrespect. Zhao Gao, wipe Cheng Xu's face with a silk cloth...I'll get it for you."

"Such a big crime, why don't you banish our three clans?"

"Straight!"

The First Emperor smiled, and raised his hand to strike. Seeing his brother's sleepy expression and the dirt, he really couldn't bear it.

Get up and walk away again in the dark.

"You light a candle! Who are you saving money for?"

Ying Chengxi lined up the table and yelled.

"Shuzi! Shuzi!"

The first emperor scolded again.

There was no new light for lighting. When Shi Huang came back again, he was carrying a basin of clear water with a silk cloth over the basin.

wow wow~
Ying Chengxun washed his face vigorously, and the drowsiness, tiredness, and tiredness that had been surging like a wave were gone for three or four points.

The First Emperor handed over the silk cloth, and Ying Chengxun took it and threw it aside.

Shi Huang raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm more awake with this little water, and I'm afraid I'll fall asleep after drying it off."

The moment Ying Chengxun received Gai Nie's letter, he rode a fast horse from Xinzheng to Xianyang. He ran for three days and three nights, hardly sleeping for more than half an hour.

The First Emperor snorted coldly, picked up the silk cloth that Ying Chengxun threw aside, and under Ying Chengxun's dissatisfied eyes, forcefully wiped off the water stains on his brother's face.

"Sleep when you're sleepy, what are you holding on for!"

"Why don't you sleep?"

The candlelight wasn't that bright, but it was enough for Ying Chengyu to see his well-dressed brother, with bloodshot eyes, slightly chapped lips, and a haggard look.

"What's the matter with you? Go to sleep, go to sleep."

The First Emperor forcibly pulled Ying Chengyu's hand, wanting to drag his younger brother to the inner bedroom.

Ying Chengxun remained motionless, pulled his arm vigorously, pressed the first emperor back to his seat with his backhand, and said triumphantly:
"I want you to drag so you can drag, and I don't want you to drag so you can't drag. This is the power you despise."

The first emperor glared angrily, and his heavy breath made the candle flicker on and off, and it might go out at any time.

"Let me get up, I'll kill you!"

Ying Chengxun let go of his hand, but Shi Huangdi, who had been clamoring all the time, didn't follow the trend to get the King Qin sword.

Seeing my brother yawn for a long time, shaking his head vigorously trying to stay awake, he couldn't help persuading softly:
"Sleep, let's talk when we wake up."

"Don't, then I didn't run all this way in vain. It would be nice if I came back leisurely. Do you have any wine here? Let me have a drink with you and pass some of your sadness over."

Shi Huang gave his brother a blank look.

"No wine! I don't like to drink! How can I be sad, this thief is dead, and I don't even have time to be happy!

"If you are interested, go and see Hu Hai, that kid has always missed you very much, you are closer than my father.

"And Chu'er, I blamed her for this matter, I'm sorry for her, go and say something good for me.

"And Gai Nie, you've got it right. I've reminded you dozens of times, but I still can't see that Zhao Gao is a villain. How can he see it? It's no fault of him."

Ying Chengxue sighed and interrupted his brother's words.

"What about you, Brother Huang? Brother Huang thought of everyone, why did you forget yourself?"

(End of this chapter)