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

"Who?"

Su Jinyue was also very curious. Why would they kill her for no apparent reason?

"Zhang Liang, and the troops of Li Zuoche, the grandson of Li Mu."

"Oh..." Su Jinyue picked up the teacup again indifferently.

After a while.

"Cough cough cough...Who? Cough cough..."

Su Jinyue was stunned.

Who? Zhang Liang?

She recalled the long sword that stabbed at her, and the face behind the sword... emmm... which was indeed pretty.

Zhang Liang?

That makes sense, she's a pretty girl.

but……

"Why did he kill me?"

Ying Zheng sighed and felt a little speechless.

"Last time, when he tried to assassinate me, didn't we spread the word that I was seriously ill?"

"Ah... yes!" Su Jinyue opened her big innocent eyes and stared at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng sighed again. He didn't expect his silly child to figure it out on his own, so he just explained it directly.

"He believed that with you around, no matter how many assassination attempts I made, I could be saved by you. So he wanted to get rid of you first and then move on to other things."

Su Jinyue's shocked face!

This is the wise strategist Zhang Liang!

Have I been targeted by him?

Wouldn’t that mean that everyone’s life would be in danger?

"My son, I am going to give a direct order to behead Zhang Liang and others and display their heads to the public." Ying Zheng's domineering voice sounded.

Su Jinyue, who was just worried about her life, immediately gave a thumbs up.

"Domineering, worthy of you, Father!"

Is this what it feels like to have the support of the First Emperor?

This full sense of security is absolutely amazing!

but!

"Forget about beheading him, Father. That's Zhang Liang. It's a waste..."

Su Jinyue pursed her lips and smiled: "We still have a lot of land to conquer. We are short of people and talents!"

"You are quite generous." Ying Zheng lowered his mouth unhappily, unwilling to compromise. "The great Qin State, how could it possibly lack a Zhang Liang like him?"

Su Jinyue quietly looked at her father's expression.

His face is dark, it seems that he is very angry.

"Isn't it because there is too much land out there? If we keep one more person, we can conquer more land."

"Hmph!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly.

Su Jinyue chuckled apologetically, but kept muttering, "That tiny little place in the Northeast is always claiming to be the birthplace of all Asian culture. They're claiming everything, stealing and robbing everything. Do you know what our father called them? South Korea, huh... the white man's running dog..."

"Those people are still barbarians. The remnants of the old Han Dynasty fled and called themselves Koreans, so they followed suit. Tsk tsk tsk... They even boast about once occupying the entire Middle-earth Plain..."

Her words were very blunt, making Ying Zheng more and more angry. Finally, he couldn't help it and slammed the table with a "Duang".

"Don't provoke me. I will definitely take that place! Tell me about Zhang Liang first!"

He was furious, pointing his finger at Su Jinyue in the air, "That villain is determined to rebel against Qin. Even if you value talent, I will not use him if you have rebellious intentions."

This is a difficult task.

Su Jinyue rubbed her head in distress.

This guy is stubborn, very stubborn.

Still very smart.

The stubborn donkey is not scary, what is scary is the smart stubborn donkey.

It’s difficult…

Ying Zheng, who was sitting at the top, looked at Su Jinyue, who was scratching his head, in a very good mood.

He just waited for San'er to give up, and then he immediately gave the order.

Who cares whether he is a sage or not.

Wasn't that thief Liu still locked up in the woodshed, with no one to turn to, even crying out for help?

Su Jinyue was thinking hard but to no avail and was about to give up when suddenly an idea came to her and she thought of someone.

"Father, let Xiao He do it!"

"Oh?" Ying Zheng felt interesting. "How do I find him?"

Su Jinyue smiled frivolously, "Success and failure are both due to Xiao He. Try changing someone else, maybe it will work out just as well."

This was something Ying Zheng had never thought of.

Bringing these two together...

For a moment, Ying Zheng became a little hesitant.

However, after Su Jinyue made the suggestion, she just gave up and ate the fruit happily, waiting for her father to consider all the possibilities.

"Crack, bang, bang..."

Ying Zheng frowned.

"Crack, bang, bang..."

Ying Zheng sighed.

"Swish——" the fruit core fell to the ground.

Ying Zheng also came back to his senses from his thoughts.

His eyes were fixed on Su Jinyue's hair, and he finally chose to compromise.

"Let's do as you say and let Xiao He give it a try."

It was a bleak late autumn, with a gloomy haze hanging over the sky of Hengshan County. The gloomy weather made the already frightened people even more reluctant to go out.

In the backyard of the county magistrate's mansion, in the dark and damp prison, there was a disgusting stench. Dim light shone through the narrow air vents onto the straw-covered ground.

Zhang Liang had disheveled hair and tattered clothes. His body was wrapped in white cloth used to bandage his wounds. Whenever he twisted slightly, blood would seep out of the white cloth.

Ganfu was already dead, having been stabbed several times and died of his injuries.

The other soldiers who were knocked unconscious also died one after another.

Only he and Chen Zhuan, under the day and night surveillance of the jailers, had not yet found an opportunity to commit suicide.

Zhang Liang leaned weakly against the earth wall, with the missed sword echoing in his mind.

Just a little bit.

He was just a little bit away from stabbing the sword into Emperor Yuehua's chest.

Zhang Liang lamented that he was unlucky and that fate was playing tricks on him.

Occasionally, he would think of Shuiniang who was far away in Donghai County, and his son who had just learned to walk.

He was the one who treated them badly, leaving them alone as an orphan and a widow, struggling hard.

Outside the cell, several footsteps were heard.

The jailer's attentive voice attracted Zhang Liang's attention.

"Master Changshi, please come in and watch your step."

"Master Changshi? What are you doing in this prison?"

No matter what he does, it has nothing to do with him.

Zhang Liang thought for a moment and slowly closed his eyes.

The prison corridor was narrow. Xiao He walked with steady steps, and under the guidance of the jailer, he slowly walked towards the cell where Zhang Liang was.

He was wearing a black Qin official robe, his hair was black and neatly tied up, and he didn't look like he was over fifty years old at all.

As the saying goes, power is the best beauty product for men.

"Are you Zhang Liang, the mastermind of the two assassination attempts?" He stood outside Zhang Liang's cell. The two men looked at each other through the thick wooden fence.

Zhang Liang raised his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the official robe, long boots, and the jade pendant hanging around his waist, which symbolized power.

There was also the competence and majesty that Xiao He exuded, which was completely out of place in this gloomy prison.

Zhang Liang frowned. He had said everything he could say. He would not say anything he did not want to say even if he had to ask countless interrogators.

"Who are you?" Zhang Liang's tone was contemptuous and full of provocation.

Xiao He smiled gently, his eyes showing respect for Zhang Liang and a bit of pride as a Qin minister.