System: I let you have children, not fight for hegemony

Densely packed torches illuminated the night as brightly as day, and Young Master Chengjiao, dressed in Qin armor, dazzled the crowd.

Zhao Ji was forced by his momentum and retreated behind Prince Zheng, not daring to say anything.

"Lu Buwei can't protect himself now. I'm afraid you guys won't be able to wait." Young Master Cheng's eyebrows were dancing, and he was obviously in a very happy mood.

The prince's political eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and his momentum was overwhelming. He asked: "As a son of a man, when your father passed away, you ignored the holy will, which is unfilial! As a minister, if you commit a crime below, it is unfaithful! It is unfilial and disloyal." People, can you still follow me?"

Being swept away by his sharp eyes, the guards around Cheng Jiao all looked away, their sword-holding hands trembling slightly.

Young Master Chengjiao narrowed his eyes and looked at his brother in front of him.

He is different from other young masters of the Qin Kingdom. Perhaps due to years of exercise, his skin color is not fair, but wheat-colored. But his facial features were straight and angular, and his eyes were bright and aggressive, making people dare not look at him.

Mingming has been a hostage in the Zhao Kingdom since he was a child, living a hard life of being dependent on others. However, his magnanimity far exceeds his own, and he is praised by others as "having the appearance of a king."

A sense of sourness surged into my heart, and jealousy was like a swarm of ants, gnawing at the young master's heart like a dragon.

Why? Obviously he is the most beloved child of his father!

Obviously, he is backed by the Chu State and has always been regarded as the heir by default!

Why did your father want to make a little bastard the prince? !

Young Master Chengjiao's eyes were red, and his facial features were distorted with anger: "He who knows the current affairs is a hero! Your only support is far away in Bashu. Do you really think that with Zhao Ji's seduction, Lu Buwei will fight for you?"

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The guards wished they had more hands to plug their ears. Can they hear such palace secrets? Not to mention the sexy news about the harem and Qin Xiang!

Before Prince Zheng could speak, Zhao Ji became anxious and jumped out to retort: ​​"Don't talk nonsense!"

Having concubines go out and have sex while the husband is still alive, and having private meetings after being widowed, are completely different in nature!

The former, even if the crown prince succeeds to the throne, she can still be punished according to law!

The latter would only receive a few words from others. It is natural for a widow to remarry.

Young Master Chengjiao really wanted to tear away the mask of Prince Zheng. Seeing his sad and angry look, he said directly: "Half a month ago, you wore a black cloak and sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion in the middle of the night. You waited until daylight dawned. Just left. Don't you want to say that you are reminiscing about old times in the same country?"

Seeing that Zhao Ji looked miserable and was dripping with cold sweat, while Prince Zheng remained expressionless and unmoved, Young Master Chengjiao said maliciously: "That's right. I heard that you were a singer in Lu Xiangbang's house, and were given to your father by Lu Xiangbang. , and then gave birth to Zhao Zheng!"

"Maybe whose son is Zhao Zheng? No wonder Lu Xiangbang supports you. Being a prime minister is certainly not as good as being an emperor! My poor father was kept in the dark and raised a son for someone else!" Young Master Chengjiao said hypocritically tears.

All the guards wanted to blind their eyes and chop off their ears!

Zhao Ji almost fainted, and Prince Zheng sneered: "I really thought you were not afraid of people's words, but it turns out you are afraid too. In order to justify the rebellion, you did not hesitate to make up lies and discredit your father. You are not afraid that your father will find you. Settling accounts?"

A cold wind passed through at the right moment, giving everyone goosebumps.

A trace of guilt and fear flashed across Young Master Chengjiao's face.

"My son, you are the most beloved child of the king. How could he blame you?" Chu Nu came belatedly and held Young Master Chengjiao's cold hands.

Chu Nu looked at Gong Zizheng and Zhao Ji with dead eyes, and sneered in her heart. Without Gong Zizheng, how long can many fish be so rampant?

She swallowed the land of Chu and must spit it out!

Young Master Chengjiao took a deep breath. His mother was right. He was purging evil spirits from the Qin Dynasty. His father would definitely not blame him.

Young Master Chengjiao said fiercely: "Kill!"

shhhhhh!

In the dark night, countless crossbow arrows fell from the sky, and the cold light reflected by the arrows formed a large net, covering the young master Chengjiao and others.

Many guards had no time to cry out in pain before they were mercilessly shot through their heads or necks with crossbow arrows!

The smelly blood quickly spread.

All this happened so fast, except for the old god Tai Zheng, everyone else was frightened. Chu Nu’s sharp nails pierced Young Master Chengjiao’s flesh, and the pain stimulated Young Master Chengjiao to regain consciousness.

Young Master Chengjiao collapsed and shouted: "This is impossible! Where are your soldiers?! You are left in the palace by Zhao Jiqiang, how do you deploy your troops and generals?!"

Zhao Ji had been so frightened that she sat on the ground, trembling.

"Alas, the villain dies because he talks too much. If your movements were crisper, I really wouldn't be able to keep up!"

A clear female voice sounded slowly at the end of the darkness.

Everyone who was still standing looked there.

A figure wearing red armor strode over, with no blood on his fluttering cloak.

As she got closer and closer, everyone could finally see her clearly. Her facial features were exquisite, her skin was wheat-colored, and her almond-shaped eyes were resolute.

When people first saw her, what they thought of was not her appearance, but her majesty.

As for the second glance, few people dared to take another look. Most people would hang their heads respectfully, as if they were facing an emperor, not daring to make a mistake.

"Many fish!" Master Chengjiao spent a long time identifying the fish, and finally determined the most impossible answer.

"You don't stay in Bashu, but you dare to lead troops into Xianyang without an imperial edict?!" Young Master Chengjiao's followers said in disbelief.

Many Fish smiled good-naturedly, and then said cheerfully: "I was ordered to Qingjun!"

"Nonsense! Whose order? Your Majesty has never issued this edict!"

Many fish took out their swords from their waists, suppressed their smiles, and showed their murderous aura: "By the order of the prince!"

As the sword was pointed at Young Master Chengjiao, all the soldiers hidden in the forest came out and killed all the rebels in the palace!

That night, the sounds of swords clashing in the palace, shouts of killing, and painful howls resounded throughout Xianyang!

Whether they are high-ranking officials or ordinary people, they all know that something big is going on!

This is a palace change that has not happened for many years! The killing will never stop tonight. After the two kings in the palace decide the winner, countless officials will be buried with them in Xianyang. Those high-ranking families and nobles from aristocratic families will also fall.

The white-haired old man hugged his little grandson who was afraid to fall asleep, and patted the child's back with his generous palm.

"Father, what happened in the palace?"

The old man's old voice was full of soothing power: "Two brothers are fighting for the family property."

The little grandson hugged the old man's waist and asked doubtfully: "Didn't their grandson have any arrangements?"

"It's been arranged, but my brother is not convinced."

The little grandson pursed his lips: "I will listen to you and I will listen to him. We will not be like the nobles."

The old man smiled and touched his little grandson's head: "Good."

After a long time, the sleepy little grandson struggled: "Dad, who do you want to win?"

The white-haired old man was slightly stunned: "Brother, let's win."

He and the female county lieutenant are different from other nobles.