"Where is Hu Hai?" Ying Zheng asked with his domineering eyes turning.

"Your Majesty, the Eighteenth Young Master has been in his own residence all the time," Zhang Han responded.

"Then let him continue to stay in his mansion. Without my order, he is not allowed to step out of the mansion, including all the servants in his mansion." Ying Zheng said angrily.

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

After calming down, Ying Zheng's tone softened, "Zhang Han, are you sure King Wu is okay?"

“Your Majesty, don’t worry. His Highness the King of Wu has not suffered any harm. Based on my understanding of martial arts, His Highness the King of Wu should have gained some insights, so he went into seclusion again.” Zhang Han said.

"And His Majesty the King of Wu asked the Grand Master of Destiny to tell his subordinates that he will be in seclusion for a maximum of ten days, after which he will go out into the martial arts world to clear out all the schools of thought for His Majesty."

"I'm glad you're alright." Ying Zheng said softly, "Send an order to Li Si and Fusu. They will handle all matters, big or small, for a while. I need to rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

......

In an unknown place or in some kind of palace, the shadows of stars are densely distributed, just like the real starry sky, and the yin and yang energies are constantly appearing.

Star Soul came here.

Star Soul knelt down and bowed behind a screen, "Master Dong Huang!"

"Is it about King Wu?" A deep voice came from inside.

"Lord Donghuang already knows?" Xing Hun was shocked.

"Did you know that Zhao Gao is dead?"

"What?" Xing Hun was shocked again.

"Zhao Gao, a very powerful and mysterious opponent I thought of, actually died at the hands of King Wu." The deep voice sighed, "It seems that the uncertainty of the world lies with His Highness King Wu."

"It was just right that he took away the Great Sima and the Lesser Sima. I was still thinking about how to get close to him, and he gave me the opportunity."

"As for what to do next, Xinghun, you understand."

"I understand, Lord Donghuang." Xinghun responded with a bow.

......

On the ninth day, Ying Xiao came out of seclusion.

The Grand Master of Destiny immediately reported, "Your Highness King Wu, Prince Fusu has been coming here every day these days, and he is waiting in the side hall today."

"I understand." Ying Xiao nodded and immediately went to the side hall.

"I just wanted to talk to this kid Fusu before leaving Xianyang." Ying Xiao muttered to himself, and soon he arrived at the side hall.

"Uncle Wang... Congratulations on coming out of seclusion. Please come in." Without waiting for Ying Xiao to take the lead in paying respects, Fusu came out respectfully to greet Ying Xiao.

Dressed in white, with a handsome face and gentle eyes, he is a true gentleman, gentle and elegant.

"But unfortunately, such a gentleman can't be a good emperor..." Ying Xiao sighed in his heart.

There had to be a formality, and Ying Xiao also bowed in greeting.

But Fusu stopped him, "Uncle Wang, please don't embarrass Fusu."

"Well, I won't be polite then." Ying Xiao said with a smile, "Tell me what's the matter."

"Uncle Wang, Fusu has come to ask for your advice. Recently, my father has asked me to handle all state affairs. I am very nervous." Fusu also said directly.

"Fusu, do you think your father would like you?" Ying Xiao paused and asked seriously, "Also, tell me the truth, Uncle Wang, do you want to be the future emperor of the Qin Dynasty?"

When Fusu heard Ying Xiao ask this, he was shocked and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Fusu, do you know what your father said on the day he ascended the throne at the age of thirteen?" Seeing Fusu trembling, Ying Xiao said heavily, "Your father said that he wanted all the seven kingdoms."

“And he did.”

Hearing Ying Xiao's words, Fusu's eyes flashed with determination, and he said heavily, "Uncle Wang, Fusu wants that position, but as for whether the emperor will look down on Fusu, Fusu really doesn't know."

"Uncle Wang, let me tell you that your father doesn't think highly of you." Ying Xiao said, "The reason why he thinks highly of you is because you are the eldest son, and the most important reason is that among your brothers, there is no one better than you."

Hearing this, Fusu's expression suddenly became lonely.

"So Fusu, you need to change." Ying Xiao continued.

"You are too kind and lenient, not murderous enough. You are too gentlemanly, not cunning enough. You know the Qin Dynasty better than your uncle. There are internal and external troubles, various schools of thought, the remnants of the six kingdoms, the Xiongnu, and the Baiyue. Do you want to influence them with the Confucian kindness?"

"If it were possible, there wouldn't have been seven hundred years of war since the Zhou Dynasty."

"A true emperor should be one who studies all schools of thought."

"Standing at a high position, looking down upon everything, seeing through everything, possessing thunderous methods, being lenient when necessary and killing when necessary, using both kindness and severity. Don't be rigid, don't think about which way is suitable for Daqin, but understand what Daqin needs and use it."

Chapter 8: Zhao Gao is still alive, Luowang is chasing him!

Ying Xiao's words shocked Fusu, and he was unable to recover for a long time.

"Fusu, the Huns, the Baiyue, all foreign enemies, and the court affairs, your father paved the way for you, and the various schools of thought, the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, and your uncle paved the way for you." Looking at the shocked Fusu, Ying Xiao continued.

"But if you don't change, how can you carry the future of the Qin Empire on your shoulders?"

"That's all Uncle Wang has to say..."

"Fusu, I hope that when we meet again, you are still you, but you are not you anymore!"

After saying that, Ying Xiao walked out of the side hall. The Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming were already waiting outside.

On this day, three horses left Xianyang City.

Ying Xiao’s first destination—the quicksand.

Wei Zhuang and his Liusha must be the ones that Ying Xiao wants to conquer.

Ying Xiao knew exactly what Wei Zhuang wanted.

......

In the Afang Palace, the garden, and the pavilion, Ying Zheng was dressed in a white shirt, enjoying a rare moment of comfort, feeding the fish and admiring the flowers.

Beside him were four maids and a brave and extraordinary general.

Shangqing, commander of the imperial guards - Meng Yi.

"Meng Yi, has everything been arranged for King Wu?" Ying Zheng asked.

"Your Majesty, the imperial edict has been passed down. All officials at all levels of the empire, whether civil or military, must obey the orders of King Wu. Those who disobey the orders will be executed." Meng Yi bowed and responded, "General Zhang Han has also been ordered that the shadow guards across the country will keep in touch with King Wu at all times."

"Okay, this time, King Wu will help me completely eliminate the internal troubles of the empire." Ying Zheng emphasized, and both his tone and eyes revealed his trust in Ying Xiao.

"By then, the Xiongnu, Baiyue..."

......

On a path in the forest, under the night sky and with the moonlight shining, two beauties accompanied him, one was passionate and hot, the other was as quiet as snow, each with her own merits, and there was also fine wine to drink with, Ying Xiao was so happy.

The sound of horses neighing and the bonfire burning brightly, Ying Xiao sat beside him and spoke generously, "When life is good, you should enjoy it to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

Then he raised the gourd in his hand, looked at the Great Siming and the Young Siming and said with a smile, "Come, both of you, have a drink with me."

"Your Highness, it should be the gourd. There is no golden cup here." Da Siming whispered. In the past few days, Da Siming has had some understanding of Ying Xiao's character. Ying Xiao is very kind to his own people, so Da Siming said so.

"Haha, yes, it's a gourd." Ying Xiao said with a smile.

As they were talking, Da Siming also picked up the wine gourd on the horse's back and drank with Ying Xiao. As for Shao Siming, he was indifferent and just stood there quietly.

Da Siming also explained for Shao Siming, "Your Highness King Wu, Shao Siming is just like that, please don't blame her."

"How could that be?" Ying Xiao laughed.

Just when the gourds in their hands collided in the air, their eyes changed.

Because they all felt the murderous intent.

Perhaps due to the murderous aura, the wind suddenly grew stronger, and the leaves rustled. Some of them fell with the wind. Behind the leaves, human figures appeared out of thin air, all wearing black masks.

"This mask is Luo Wang..." Da Siming was shocked, but his expression immediately returned to calm, "It must be the assassins who swore allegiance to Zhao Gao until death."

"Your Highness, King Wu, please continue drinking. I will take care of these things for you."

At this moment, Da Siming's eyes turned blood red and he glanced at these Luowang killers with deep disdain.

The blood-red yin and yang energies swirled around the blood-red hands of the Great Sima Ming. In just a moment, it seemed to travel through space and pierced through the many assassins around.

"Yin Yang Technique - Silent Blood Boils!"

Ahhhh~!

All the Luowang killers who were pierced by the blood-red yin and yang energies turned blood red in an instant. They looked as if they were cooked, rolling on the ground and wailing.

The blood is boiling, and the unique blood-colored yin and yang internal force is used to make the blood in the enemy's body boil to death.

At the same time, Shao Siming also moved.

As ethereal as a bird, walking in the air, the yin and yang energies are so gentle, dancing with the leaves, this is the best dance of the fairies.

But beneath such a beautiful scenery, there is a strong murderous aura.

Yin-Yang magic - Ten Thousand Leaves Flying Flower Flow.

Each leaf was as sharp as a famous sword, with yin and yang internal forces surrounding it, as if they had cut through the space. Wherever the leaves danced, all the Luowang killers fell down.

The Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming are both super masters in the late stage of the Heaven and Man Realm. With their mysterious Yin-Yang magic, their combat power has definitely reached the peak level of the Heaven and Man Realm.

Although there are many Luowang killers, there is not even a top-level killer. The Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming are destined to be a one-sided massacre.

Suddenly, Ying Xiao put down the wine gourd in his hand, his eyes flashed with brilliance, and the Tianwen sword on the horse's back resonated even more, and it came out of its sheath by itself and fell into Lin Fan's hands.

Da Siming and Shao Siming also stopped killing at this moment. They felt the terrible murderous intent, which seemed to have condensed into invisible sword energy, pressing directly into their hearts.

The Great Sima Ming also spoke solemnly, "What a terrifying murderous aura, even the Six Sword Slaves don't have such murderous aura."

"The net is covering the sun..." Ying Xiao muttered in his heart, but quickly denied it, "It's not covering the sun. Although covering the sun is strong, it is not stronger than the Six Sword Slaves. It is impossible for him to have such murderous aura. Moreover, this murderous aura has two streams, coming from two people."

Swish!

Swish!

Two figures came with the wind, and the swords in their hands cut directly at the Great Sima Ming and the Lesser Sima Ming.

It's just the most ordinary sword.

But even with such an ordinary sword, the sword energy was compelling and even more breathtaking. The invisible and terrifying sharp sword wind made Da Siming and Shao Siming feel that they had been killed.

As a last resort, Da Siming and Shao Siming tried their best.

Under the flow of flying leaves, the leaves on the surrounding trees were all controlled by Shao Siming at that moment, like thousands of swords coming out at the same time.

The bloody yin and yang energies on the blood-red hands of the Great Sima Ming became thicker and thicker, and the bloody skull handprint condensed in an instant, the Yin-Yang magic - the bloody skull handprint.

Boom boom!

When the two sword energies fell, the moves of Da Siming and Shao Siming were instantly destroyed.

However, Da Siming and Shao Siming also blocked the sword energy, but they both suffered internal injuries, with blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, and they staggered backwards.

Ying Xiao moved quickly and came in front of Da Siming and Shao Siming to block the remaining sword energy for them, otherwise they would have suffered skin injuries.

"Your Highness King Wu, you are truly powerful." The cold voice echoed as sharply as sword energy. Two men in black wearing half masks appeared on both sides of Ying Xiao, one on the left and one on the right.

“I can’t believe that there is someone among the Luowang killers who is more powerful than the Six Sword Slaves, and he is much more powerful than them.” Ying Xiao repeated.

"Your Majesty the King of Wu believes that the Six Sword Slaves are the strongest in Luowang. This is really underestimating Luowang." The black-clothed man on the left said calmly, "You are even underestimating Lord Zhao Gao."

Hearing this, Lin Fan's expression froze, and he immediately felt something was wrong. He asked coldly, "What do you mean?"

"Your Highness King Wu, Lord Zhao Gao asked me to bring you greetings." The man in black on the right whispered.

Ying Xiao's pupils suddenly shrank, "Zhao Gao is not dead?"

The Great Sima behind Ying Xiao was also in the same mood, and said in disbelief, "Impossible, how could Zhao Gao not be dead? After His Majesty the King of Wu killed him, His Majesty the First Emperor's Shadow Guards would definitely take over the residence of the Commander of the Central Chariot House. If Zhao Gao was not dead, how could the Shadow Guards not know about it?"

At this time, Ying Xiao thought of it and said with a grin, "I see, in Xianyang City, outside the gate of the Central Chariot Officer's Mansion, that Zhao Gao is a substitute."

"Having a substitute is Luowang's usual style. As the leader of Luowang, how could Zhao Gao not have a substitute?"

Chapter 9 Elder Luowang, two extraordinary swords!

"Substitute..." Da Siming blinked her beautiful eyes and said in a serious tone, "A human skin mask, or a disguise technique, so that's it..."

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