Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Give him silver, money, jewelry, etc., and he can take it if he likes it.

They agreed to everything they were told, but they just didn't do it for them.

If they dare to attack him, he will beat them to death.

Just leave some breath.

"Who is the envoy from Yan?"

A palace maid walked out quickly from the palace.

Jing Ke took Qin Wuyang two steps forward and said, "We are! Jing Ke, the envoy of Yan State."

"Qin Wuyang."

"Seeking an audience with the King of Qin."

The palace maid looked Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang up and down.

"Follow me, your majesty has summoned you."

"Yes."

Jing Ke, Qin Wuyang and several guards followed the palace servants and wanted to go inside.

"and many more!"

Nineteen blocked the attack with the spear in his hand.

"Sir, the King of Qin summoned us. What are you doing here?"

"Why are you stopping us?!"

Jing Ke looked at the man who was blocking his way and his expression was very ugly!

In the past few days, many benefits have been given to him for nothing.

But he never did anything for them!

Now they found someone else and asked Meng Jia to say a few good words for them in front of Ying Zheng.

After finally being summoned by the King of Qin, this guy actually dared to stop them? !

What a courage!

You think they are soft persimmons and easy to bully, right? ! !

Nineteen showed no change in emotion at all in response to the ugly expressions on the faces of the others.

His eyes fell on the guards behind him and he spoke coldly.

“They can’t come in.”

At this time, the palace servant also reacted and spoke quickly.

"Envoys from the Kingdom of Yan, His Majesty has only summoned the two of you to the palace. Please wait outside the palace for these guards."

Seeing this, Jing Ke didn't know what to say.

But his face still looked terribly ugly.

He turned to the guards and said, "Go back to the inn and wait for us."

The guards looked at each other and then saluted.

"Yes."

"Let's go."

The palace maid said to Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang.

Nineteen retracted his spear and let Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang pass.

When passing by Nineteen, Qin Wuyang glared at him fiercely.

Nineteen wasn't angry at all.

He was so happy that he couldn't contain himself after completing His Majesty's mission and getting a lot of things for free.

Just glare at me, who’s eyes are bigger?

No matter how loud you stare, your eyes won’t be as big as mine.

After entering the palace, we walked deeper and deeper.

The shock in Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang's hearts became stronger and stronger!

As expected of the Qin State, the majesty of this palace is truly astounding!

"We are here. This is the Xianyang Palace. Please follow me, envoys."

As the palace maid spoke, she walked in front, leading the way for the two of them.

Qin Wuyang looked up and looked at the steps leading to the Xianyang Palace in front of him.

The steps are one level after another, towering into the sky, and there is no end in sight.

On both sides of the steps stood Qin soldiers, their eyes fierce and their bodies murderous.

The pressure from these layers of momentum made Qin Wuyang's lips turn white.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead and hit the steps of the Xianyang Palace.

He followed Jing Ke and walked up the stairs step by step.

The further I walked, the more frightened I became.

The clothes on my back were all soaked with sweat, and the wind blew, giving me goose bumps all over my body.

Maybe it took a long time, maybe just a few moments.

Qin Wuyang felt that no matter how far he walked, he would never reach the end.

The strong psychological defense line suddenly collapsed!

With trembling legs, he missed a step and fell face first onto the stairs.

"boom!"

The Du Kang map in his hand also fell to the side as he fell.

Jing Ke paused.

His face, drenched in sweat, looked even uglier, and he bit his pale lips.

He picked up the Du Kang map on the ground and said, "I'll go by myself."

He left Qin Wuyang behind and continued walking up the stairs.

His hands holding the box trembled uncontrollably.

He lifted his feet with difficulty, step by step, and walked to the door of the hall.

The palace maid had been waiting here for a long time, he whispered.

"Please wait here for a moment, envoy of Yan State. I will go in and report to His Majesty."

Jing Ke was speechless at this time. He watched the palace maid turn around and enter the hall.

Force yourself to calm down and calm your mind with great difficulty!

After waiting for a while, the palace maid returned and said to Jing Ke.

"Go in, your majesty summons you."

Jing Ke nodded stiffly, took a deep breath, and walked in.

"Yan, Yan's envoy Jing Ke, meets the King of Qin."

When Jing Ke opened his mouth, he couldn't help stuttering.

He lowered his head, stood in the center of the hall, and saluted Ying Zheng.

"Keep your head up."

Ying Zheng sat at the top, his eyes fixed on Jing Ke in the hall.

Is this person the Jing Ke that Qi Pan mentioned, the one who wanted to assassinate me?

Jing Ke slowly raised his head.

When he entered the hall just now, he didn't dare to raise his head, let alone look directly at the King of Qin.

Now being ordered by Ying Zheng to raise his head, he bit his pale lips.

His eyelids trembled as he looked up.

The next moment, as if scalded, he instantly withdrew his gaze.

He lowered his eyelids, not daring to look anymore.

Is this King Ying Zheng of Qin?

It was so terrifying!

At this time, his intention to assassinate Ying Zheng had begun to retreat.

When he originally set out from the State of Yan, he was 50% sure, but now he is only 10% sure.

"I heard that the envoys from Yan State have two things to present to me. I wonder what they are?"

Ying Zheng asked even though he knew the answer.

Jing Ke drooped his eyelids, looked at the box and Du Kang map in his hands, and spoke.

"King Qin, what I want to present is Fan Yuqi's head and the Du Kang map."

"Oh? Fan Yuqi's head?"

"Send it up."

As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, Zhao Gao, who was standing on the side, quickly walked up to Jing Ke.

Take the box from him.

It feels heavy in the hand, and the bottom of the box feels a bit sticky.

I could clearly smell a foul odor at the tip of my nose.

Zhao Gao didn't show it on his face, but there was inevitably a hint of disgust in his eyes.

He held the box to Ying Zheng's side, but he did not dare to put the box directly on Ying Zheng's desk.

I was afraid that the dirt in the box would dirty the table.

Ying Zheng glanced sideways, his eyes fell on the box.

He stretched out a hand. His palm had distinct joints, a thick palm, and fingers of just the right length, neither thick nor thin.

These are a pair of hands that embrace the world.

At this moment, he was pressing on the top of the box and opening the lid.

A foul smell swept out instantly!

"vomit......."

Zhao Gao felt a lump in his throat and almost vomited.

The sour feeling that had already risen to his throat was swallowed back by him!

His Majesty and many ministers are here, he can't spit it out!

Must hold back!!!

There was no change in the expression on Ying Zheng's face, as if he didn't smell the disgusting stench at all.

His eyes swept over the head in the box.

Looking from the outside, you can only see a pitch-black head.

I couldn't see the face of the person inside.

"take it out."

Ying Zheng spoke in a cold tone.

Zhao Gao was stunned!

Take...take it out?

him?

Ask him to take out the rotten and smelly head? ! !

He looked up in surprise and saw Ying Zheng's eyes, looking indifferently at him.