I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

Ying Zheng naturally would not vent his anger on others.

Don't say it was just a scheme by bad guys.

Even if a rock really did roll down from that day, he would not be afraid.

That only means that he has pushed the so-called destiny to a breaking point.

He was so happy that he couldn't contain himself.

Ying Zheng took the official report sent by Xu Yingjie at full speed, as well as the secret letter about rumors near Puyang County, and threw them aside indifferently.

"My son, do you have any ideas?"

What could Su Jinyue think?

At most, it's just playing tricks.

Talking about this, she became excited.

It can be said that now in the entire Qin Dynasty, any alchemist who sees her will have to bow respectfully and kowtow to her as the "immortal master".

She is an expert at playing these.

"Father, let's fight poison with poison. Cooperate with me and let me show off my power!"

"Oh? How do we cooperate?"

Su Jinyue's eyes were as big as copper bells, flashing with a mentally retarded light, and her imagination kept running wild in her mind.

"Father, you will pretend to be weak first, and then I will pray on a big platform. The wind will rise, and then the clouds will disperse. Then, Father, you will sit up suddenly, do a somersault, and even better, dance with a sword, and eat three big steamed buns!"

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Su Jinyue who was chattering non-stop with an extremely dangerous look. The other party was unaware and was still talking excitedly.

"No, no, no, that's not professional enough. I need to put some sickly makeup on Father beforehand, with a pale face and dark circles under his eyes. Then I'll take a sip of white wine and spit it all over Father's face. He'll use that opportunity to wipe off his makeup, stand up, and shout, 'I can live another five hundred years!' That's perfect!"

Su Jinyue raised her head excitedly and looked at Haodadi, then her voice gradually weakened.

"It's...it's not impossible to discuss it further...what do you say, Father?"

By the end, she had become very cautious.

The corners of Ying Zheng's mouth slowly opened up, and the arc became bigger and bigger.

"My son, I heard that your brothers gave you a lot of gold cakes?"

Su Jinyue let out a cry and ran out of the house like a flash.

"Brother, where is my brother? Help me! Ah~"

In such a panic situation.

Good Daddy, however, was in no hurry to quash these rumors.

According to San'er, he would be assassinated every time he went on patrol.

This time, let him lure out a wave first and kill them happily!

Time passed quickly, and the First Emperor's carriage continued on its way, following the original route.

The news about the falling fire from the sky and the collapse of the world due to the death of the King of Qin spread to all parts of the Qin Dynasty at an extremely fast speed with the secret help of countless people.

For a time, there were unusual movements in many places, and many secret forces were moving towards Dongjun at an extremely fast speed.

In Puyang County, Xiang Yu's followers, who had been dormant because of the impending arrival of the First Emperor, added fuel to the fire as soon as the rumor started.

Now, they are becoming more and more restless.

"Lord Song! This is a golden opportunity. If we don't start preparing now, it will be too late!"

Bu Quyang paced back and forth in the room anxiously, looking at the white-haired old man sitting on the chair from time to time.

Ever since the retainer Song volunteered to come and look for clues, there has been no results and he has been very anxious. However, this is not the time for them to act impulsively.

"Wait two more days, and the lord will surely send a secret letter."

Bu Quyang stopped and bowed his head to admit his mistake, "I was too reckless. Of course I have to wait for the Lord's order."

Not far from here, in Xiang County, Sichuan Commandery, Xiang Yu was about to go out with a spear in hand.

"Yu'er, what are you going to do?"

Xiang Yu walked straight towards the gate without stopping, "Uncle, I will go to Dongjun and kill Ying Zheng. The warning from the Heavenly Stone must be urging us to act."

Xiang Liang took two quick steps, followed closely behind Xiang Yu, and reached out to grab the other's clothes.

"Yu'er, why worry? Just wait! Uncle has his own arrangements!"

Xiang Yu refused to listen. "Uncle, what are you planning? Who among them can match my skills? Let me fight in person!"

Xiang Liang had no choice but to stand still, bend over and pretend to cough.

As expected, Xiang Yu turned around worriedly and helped his uncle back into the house.

"Uncle, are you okay? I'll go get a doctor to prescribe medicine for you."

Xiang Liang grabbed Xiang Yu's wrist with his right hand, still looking weak, and said sadly, "Yu'er, uncle is old, and this is just an old problem. Just use the same medicine as before."

He continued to cough twice, and said in a lingering tone: "Yu'er, you are the only descendant in our family. You are still young, how can you go and take risks yourself? If something happens to you, how will your uncle survive..."

After saying that, he lowered his head, exuding a sad aura.

Xiang Yu looked at the spear in his hand in embarrassment, then at his sick uncle.

"Ugh!"

He sighed and put the spear aside.

Even though Yu had lofty ambitions, he couldn't live without his weak uncle who couldn't take care of himself.

ah~

Xiang Yu sat down on the chair in distress, shaking his head and sighing.

Xiang Liang, who was standing aside, raised his eyes quietly and saw the other person's expression, and knew that he was trying to persuade him.

He slowed his breathing, coughed a few more times, and then spoke again, "Don't worry, Yu'er. I have already sent two teams to meet up with Duke Song. I think there will be good news in a few days."

Xiang Yu opened his eyes wide and said excitedly, "That's great! I must make sure that old villain Ying never comes back!"

At the same time, Zhao Xie, who had seen Huan Peng off, also received the news.

He locked himself in the study all night, until the candle burned out and the morning light was dim, then he opened the door and summoned the one-eyed servant.

"Send one hundred and fifty men, disguised as those from Weihu Mountain, to Dongjun. Regardless of success or failure, report the name of Yan Dan!"

The one-eyed attendant stood up straight and saluted Zhao Xie with a fist, saying, "My lord, don't worry. The warriors will surely return victorious."

After saying this, he walked towards the back door with firm steps, his right hand clenched into a fist, and moved forward fearlessly with the momentum of a general going to war.

Amidst the undercurrent, the city of Xianyang, where a wave of people were killed, became unusually quiet.

In the exquisitely decorated courtyard, the jewel-inlaid rocking chair was still swaying with a creaking sound.

However, this time, the person sitting on it was no longer the grumpy white-haired old man.

It was a bitterly cold winter, and the old man was also among those being liquidated. Now the weeds on his grave were half a foot high.

The new owner of the rocking chair was relatively young, probably only in his early forties. He lovingly stroked the gold thread on the handle of the rocking chair and said to the visitor without looking up, "Tell them that my family is not involved in this matter."

"Yes."

The waiter took the order and ran out of the house quickly. He trotted all the way to the gatehouse and passed the message to the other party.

After the messenger left, he found an excuse, walked out of the house, and went around in circles towards the alleys in the west of the city.

When he reached the gate of the small courtyard at the deepest part of the alley, he knocked on the door a few times in a regular pattern, then turned and left.

The message has been delivered, and there is no change in the old swallow.

The Weiwei looked at the secret letter in his hand, threw it aside, and picked up another report.