I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over
Chapter 207 The Torture is Yet to Come
He Zhui didn't know whether the five-colored divine thunder was real or not, but he felt that it would be extremely disadvantageous to him.
With such a miracle, who would dare to say that the Qin Dynasty is not the orthodox one in this world?
Who among all the people in the world would dare to rebel against the Qin Dynasty? Or say that the Qin Dynasty is not good?
No, he must go and see the divine light with his own eyes, and see what the divine thunder is!
Zhishou, who had been working hard and immersed in slicing fish, looked worriedly at his teacher, who looked very worried, and asked softly, "Teacher, is your back pain coming back?"
Back pain? What kind of back pain?
He Zhui took a deep breath and felt that since coming to Xianyang, his smart and capable disciple had become more and more honest and obedient.
"It's that Imperial Master. He's created some Five-Colored Divine Light again. I must go check it out!"
Shishou also began to worry.
"But Master, we don't have the identification cards there, and we will definitely be caught by the patrol team if we go out at night."
If it were him, he could have avoided a few attacks, but the teacher was old and had difficulty walking, so he really couldn't outrun the patrolling guards.
Of course, he would never dare to say these words out loud.
He Zhui also considered this and frowned in thought.
"Zhishou, prepare some money. We're going to buy a place to live next to the Imperial Master's Mansion. It doesn't have to be very big, just enough for the two of us."
"Yes, Master."
Zhishou respectfully obeyed his master's order, and after preparing to close the business, he went to find the broker to inquire about the matter.
In the evening, Zhishou found the broker and was ruthlessly interrupted just as he explained his purpose.
The broker, dressed in a newly made robe with a jade pendant of rather poor quality hanging from his waist, turned his face away without even looking at Zhishou. He simply waved his hand and said, "Sir, didn't you ask about the prices there before you came?"
He sighed and continued, "Even since the construction of the Imperial Master's Mansion, that area has been eyed by the great masters. Which of them doesn't spend lavishly? They all want to live closer to the Imperial Master and be blessed with some of his divine energy."
Thinking of the huge sums of money he had earned at that time, he touched his cuffs lovingly and lowered his voice.
"To tell you the truth, after the news of the Imperial Master attracting lightning spread, it's become even harder to find a house over there. Even a small thatched hut is so expensive that it's hard to find a place to live. Some people can't even afford it with a hundred gold coins. Young man, I advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible!"
Zhishou clutched the dozens of gold cakes in the cloth bag, his heart pounding.
Before we knew it, the national teacher had become so popular among everyone.
The powerful people of the time all admired her so much, let alone the common people and the working people.
With this person around, will the Qin Dynasty really perish?
He slowly turned around and walked back to the fish shop in a daze, staring blankly at the teacher who was massaging his back pain which had recurred.
"Shishou, you're back? Did you get things done?"
Zhishou shook his head, walked forward, and helped Hezhui slowly press his lower back.
He Zhui sighed comfortably and comforted Zhishou softly.
"It doesn't matter if it didn't work out. It must have been those shrewd, opportunistic people who bought up the nearby residence first."
On the stove in the room, fish soup was stewing in a small pot, bubbling.
"Find a way to send a message to Zhao Gao and ask him to find a way to investigate this matter."
"Yes, Master."
The dim light shone on the stove, the fish soup was boiling, carrying pieces of fish meat, which kept turning in the small iron pot, floating up gently and sinking quickly.
Hot steam rose up and mist gradually gathered. The whole room seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gauze, like a dream.
Zhao Gao, who was reprimanded by Fu Xiling again, angrily swept the teacup off the table.
"Damn it! Hateful! Fu Ya has gone too far in bullying me!"
The attendant did not dare to move. He knelt tremblingly in a corner of the study, quietly waiting for Zhao Gao to calm down his anger.
The tree outside the window moved slightly, and a wild cat jumped down, making a shrill "meow".
Zhao Gao slowly sat back in his chair, picked up a new teacup, and poured another cup of hot drink.
"Did the Wushi County Magistrate really become the eldest son's disciple?"
The attendant lowered his head, carefully formulating his words, "Yes, sir, I saw it with my own eyes. The retainer of the Wushi County Magistrate walked out of the teahouse with a smile on his face. Then Lu Yuan and his men carried three large boxes of things back to the palace."
Zhao Gao sipped the scalding hot tea, a smile in his eyes.
Several princes began to get involved in government affairs, and the eldest prince finally became anxious and began to win over the people's hearts.
Thinking of Hu Hai, whom he had not seen for several months, Zhao Gao felt angry.
The hateful Chunyu Yue, the hateful Confucian scholar, stole his beloved disciple.
Now, he is determined to make a comeback!
Gather the eldest son to your side and avenge the loss of his disciple!
"Ah……"
Zhao Gao chuckled cheerfully and whispered, "The eldest son loves ancient books. Send people to search for rare bamboo slips everywhere. I will be very useful to them!"
"Yes, my lord."
The servant received the order but did not move and continued kneeling in the same place.
"Anything else?"
The attendant quickly replied, "Sir, a letter has arrived, asking you to investigate the matter of the thunder in the Imperial Master's Mansion."
Zhao Gao raised his eyebrows in disdain.
No matter how vicious a person is, he will still be punished by Zhao Gao.
"Write back and tell him that I, Zhao Gao, have agreed to his request."
"Yes, sir, let's do it now."
After saying that, the waiter carefully and quickly picked up the broken pieces of the teacup on the ground, walked backwards out of the study, and gently closed the door.
Zhao Gao waited until the servant walked away and the sound of his footsteps faded before he put down the teacup, opened the drawer under the table, and took out a green brocade bag.
The brocade bag was embroidered with crudely arranged gold-thread bamboo leaves, and had traces of being frequently touched all around.
"My poor daughter was brutally murdered by bandits, leaving no trace of her body."
He couldn't believe that his daughter was so unlucky.
Which bandits would dare to rob and kill officials so brazenly, especially since they were accompanied by guards specially arranged by him.
How could that group of people be just simple bandits?
It must be someone who has a grudge against him!
who is it?
Imperial Preceptor? Meng Yi? Or Confucianism?
He must avenge his daughter!
The night grew increasingly silent, and the candlelight in the study gradually went out. Zhao Gao put on his cloak, walked out of the study, and slowly walked back to his bedroom.
There was complete silence outside the study.
Suddenly, a dark shadow slid down from the big tree outside the study.
The man in black climbed over the courtyard wall with light footsteps and ran all the way to the shift change courtyard a few streets away.
The black-armored guards who were on duty for him had already sneaked into the Zhao Mansion. He only needed to return to the courtyard and report everything, and then he could sleep peacefully.
Two quarters of an hour later, Ying Zheng received the letter that recorded Zhao Gao's words and deeds today and sneered.
Zhao Yanrong was certainly not robbed and killed by bandits.
I did it, so what?
Daring to murder the princess is just the appetizer.
The torture is yet to come.
"Pass the order and lead Zhao Gao's men to the direction of the fireworks."
"They were able to receive the letter so quickly this time. It must be that some big fish have entered Xianyang City. Have the Black Armored Guards keep a close eye on them and don't let them get away!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
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