Chapter 295: Queen Mother Zhao’s arrows, sincerity for sincerity. You want me to kill my brother, right?
Next to Lu Buwei.

In the winter, with his two muscular arms exposed and his body as strong as an ox, Lao Ai looked worried and reported in a low voice what had just happened outside Zhangtai Street.

He would steal a glance at his master’s face every three sentences, and his rough knuckles unconsciously stroked the scimitar at his waist.

When talking about the white horse roaring in the air, Lu Buwei was surprised. He tapped the jade belt buckle with his index finger, which he used to hold a pen for many years. The tapping sound was light and crisp.

Lao Ai, observing the expressions of others, stopped at the right moment and bent his strong body even lower.

“Nothing.” Lü Buwei suppressed his surprise, and his wide sleeves brushed across the five-colored ribbon on his waist: “Continue.”

The light morning breeze lifted a strand of silver hair from his temple and brushed it against Lao Ai’s face.

Lao Ai lowered his head slightly and continued to tell the story, his deep voice mixed with a deliberately suppressed tremor.

On Zhangtai Street, a long line of nearly 500 guards and officials slowly stopped.

The clanging sound of armor colliding startled the jackdaws perched on the eaves, leaving messy tracks under the lead-gray sky.

Lu Buwei covered his mouth, frowned, took a step with his left foot, and his deerskin boots crushed the ice ridges with a slight whining sound as he walked along the long line towards the head of the team.

The black cloak swept across the frost flowers on the stone steps of the Prime Minister’s Mansion, leaving a winding trail of water.

The team stopping was not part of the plan, it was a variable and he hated variables.

Lao Ai shut up again.

He followed his master, half a step behind him, always half a step behind, like a loyal dog.

At the front of the long line, a rider was blocking the road.

With so many men in armor pressing forward at the same time, the horses’ hooves stamped their feet restlessly, making a continuous “clattering” sound.

The person on the horse was sitting very steadily, and his riding skills were extraordinary.

It was a beautiful girl, panting heavily, and the collar of her fox fur coat was stained with tiny pieces of ice from her breath.

She carried a quiver on her cheetah-like back, a specially carved wooden longbow on her delicately carved shoulders, and a leather belt decorated mainly with turquoise was tied around her slender waist.

This Hu clothing, which was not common in the Qin State, showed off her graceful figure.

Ji Yaotiao, Queen Dowager Zhao, was one of the two powerful queen dowagers in Qin State.

Queen Mother Zhao, who looked like she was out hunting, shouted:
“Let my son go!”

Nei Shi Meng An drove his horse forward, the white mist from the horse’s nose blurred the jade pendant on his waist. The horse’s hooves collided with the bluestone slabs, making a continuous “trample” sound, and the sound waves hit the high walls of the government offices on both sides and echoed.

Before he reached the front, he pulled the reins to slow down the horse.

The horse stopped five steps in front of Queen Dowager Zhao and took small steps.

Meng An turned over and dismounted, the hook of the jade belt inlaid with a jingling sound as he moved. He bowed and said respectfully:
“Greetings to Queen Mother Zhao.”

Thinking that Queen Mother Zhao didn’t know what was going on, the head of the Meng family, who happened to be there, spoke slowly:
“Chang’an Jun killed in a busy city…”

Meng An, who had been telling the story with his head down, could not see that Queen Mother Zhao had a frosty face and a longbow in her white hands!

Ji Yaotiao pulled out a feather arrow from the quiver behind her back. The heron tail feathers on the arrow brushed against her lip rouge, leaving a slight red color on her lips, and then stained the bowstring.

The bowstring is tight and loose.

The sharp arrow breaks the sky.

As soon as Meng An heard a sharp and piercing sound, he saw a feather arrow appearing out of thin air in front of the tip of his shoe, and the arrow shaft was still vibrating.

He suddenly raised his head, and his beard, which was not as black as when he was young, was blown up by the strong wind.

His eyes were filled with shock and anger, and his facial lines were as deep as if cut by a knife. With a cold face, he asked Queen Mother Zhao who picked up the second arrow in a deep voice:

“What does Queen Mother Zhao mean by this?”

As the head of the Meng family, one of the three great Qin families, this was the first time in nearly ten years that Meng An was shot with an arrow, and his back teeth were chattering.

What a damn Zhao person!
Queen Mother Zhao drew her bow and arrow for the second time, her eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc.

Move the tip of the arrow towards Meng An’s face, and then slowly move it until the cold light of the arrowhead reflects a silver dot between Meng An’s eyebrows:
“My son is representing our country and going to Qi to ask for the princess’ hand in marriage.

“You captured my son on the way, hindering our country’s alliance with Qi, and you still ask me what my intention is?”

The bowstring made of cow tendon made a sizzling sound when pulled, and the wood grain of the bow showed hideous veins under the tension.

Ji Yaotiao’s hair fluttered in the wind, and the copper arrowhead on her finger flashed a deadly cold light in the sun:

“Don’t let my son go!”

Meng An’s heart was burning with anger, and his fists were clenched under his sleeves.

Looking around, he saw that more and more officials were gathering on both sides, and they were no longer just standing in front of the government office.

What a shame! What a shame!

He, the dignified head of the Meng family, was actually pointed at with an arrow in front of all the officials in Zhangtai Street! Threat!
What a shame!
Yes, the threat is of noble status, she is the Queen Mother of Qin, so what?
Isn’t Meng An’s status noble? !

A lascivious dancer from the State of Zhao was disgraced to be the queen mother. After being in power for a few days, she could no longer tell who she was!

Do you really dare to kill with this arrow?
“In order to protect Young Master Cheng Jiao, you talk nonsense and ignore the law. Is this what our Queen Mother should do?” Meng An straightened his back with a look of integrity.

What he cared about was not whether to release Master Chengjiao or not, but his face and power.

There was no one around and the Queen Mother was there in person, so he might as well let him go. After all, it was the Queen Mother Zhao who had to give an explanation afterwards, not him.

But in this government street, in front of the ever-increasing number of Qin officials outside the gates of many government offices, how could he, the head of the Meng family, release Prince Chengjiao as soon as he was threatened by the Queen Mother Zhao? How could he conduct himself as the leader of the Qin aristocracy in the future?

Prince Cheng Jiao of the royal family gathered a crowd to fight with weapons and killed nobles in a busy city.

He, the internal historian, was doing his job. He arrested the man and sent him to the Zongzhengfu for punishment. Did he do anything wrong?
No.

He did nothing wrong.

To give in when you have done nothing wrong is to bow your head.

The younger generation can bow their heads if they are not in charge of the family, but he, as the head of the family, cannot bow his head.

Since the Queen Dowager Xuan came to power, the two powers in Qin were separated, with the king and the queen in office at the same time.

However, although Queen Dowager Zhao held real power at this time, she was still far from reaching the level of Queen Dowager Xuan.

Even if the Queen Dowager Huayang and the Queen Dowager Zhao were added together, they did not have half the power of the Queen Dowager Xuan.

Because the power was not strong enough to suppress the emperor, the Qin nobles would only recognize the king and not the queen.

Kingship.

It was established since the founding of the Qin State, and was greatly strengthened during the reign of Qin Xiaogong by beheading more than 700 people and confiscating countless fertile fields of the nobility.

After the power.

Haha, just like those outsiders.

No background!

There is no legal basis!

Ji Yaotiao’s heart sank, the knuckles of her fingers holding the bow turned blue and white, and the tip of the arrow trembled slightly.

This was the first time that these old Qin nobles showed their strength in front of her.

After a notice was hung on the city gate that each word was worth a thousand gold coins, many people flocked to the prime minister’s residence, blocking the door and demanding the gold coin.

At that time, Queen Dowager Zhao wrote a letter in her own name and sent it to Meng An of the Nei Shi Mansion, asking Meng An not to pay any attention to it.

Nei Shi Meng An did not send out troops according to what was said in the letter.

After this incident, Ji Yaotiao thought that these old Qin nobles were like grass that would fall down at the slightest breeze.

original.

No.

These nobles of Qin State are very temperamental!
Queen Mother Zhao narrowed one of her eyes and fine-tuned the arrow, as was her habit when she was shooting with all her strength.

The Qin people have their own temperament, so do the Zhao people not have their own temperament?

Over a disagreement, they drew their troops to attack each other. This was not seen in the Qin State after the reform, but it was seen a lot in the Zhao State!
“Didn’t you hear what I said?” Ji Yaotiao spoke softly, her tone gentle as if she was coaxing a child to sleep.

The words were much slower than before, but the bowstring was already stretched to the limit.

“Wuxia!” A slightly sharp shout caused the icicles on the eaves to break and fall to the ground.

Ji Yaotiao exerted her strength with her arms, pulling the bow hard! She quickly loosened her fingers!
The sharp sound of breaking through the air rang out again!
This time it was shot at the face of the Meng family’s Patriarch! Without any deviation!

The first arrow will alert you, the second arrow will take your life!
The Meng family is indeed powerful, and the old Qin nobles are indeed powerful, otherwise Ji Yaotiao would not have stood here alone to snatch the child.

but.

No matter how powerful it is, can it be as powerful as Zhao?

She was able to protect her son and raise him in Handan while working as a dancer in the hostile Zhao State.

The Queen Mother is many times better than a dancer, but in Xianyang, Qin State, she can’t protect her young son in front of these so-called old Qin nobles? What a joke!

Before Meng An’s expression could change, the sharp arrow had already arrived in front of him, and the wind from the arrow lifted up his hair, which had not yet turned gray.

Just because your hair has not turned gray does not mean you are not old.

If Meng An had been careful in advance when he was young, he might have been able to avoid it. But Meng An, who was already 46 years old and was about to step down as the head of the family, could not avoid it!

At the critical moment, a scabbard as wide as his head stood in front of his face, and the shadow almost covered his entire face.

The sharp arrow hit the scabbard, making a “duang” sound, and blue-purple sparks burst out from the impact point.

Bai Wuxia, holding the scabbard, rushed forward hastily, not using enough strength.

The scabbard was smashed backwards by the force of the sharp arrow, and hit Meng An’s face with a “bang”, and the crown on his head was tilted, revealing a lot of hair.

Meng An was knocked unconscious. He leaned back slightly, his body swayed, and his official boots crushed the crown beads that had just fallen.

After recovering from the shock, I found out what had happened.

He ignored the pain on his face and retreated hastily, hiding under the protection of the guards. The hem of his purple official robe made a tearing sound when he stepped on it.

[This lewd Zhao dog! How dare you shoot me! How dare you shoot me!] He cursed in his heart, scratching his palms with his nails, staring at the Queen Mother Zhao who was about to pick up the third arrow, his pupils leaping with anger.

Ying Chengjiao walked out of the crowd and stood side by side with Bai Wuxia, who was wearing a gluttonous iron mask, standing in front of Meng An. The hem of the young man’s brocade robe rustled in the north wind.

He was not tied up or restrained.

The reason why he came out at this time was because the appearance of Queen Dowager Zhao was not in his plan, and he was not sure what Queen Dowager Zhao intended to do.

Glancing at the feather arrow on the ground, the young man frowned slightly, and had similar thoughts as the head of the Meng family:

[How dare this woman ejaculate…]
If he had not called out Bai Wuxia in time, the dignified head of the Meng family would have died in Zhangtai Street. The impact would have been even worse than if he had killed the white horse in Bashu Tower.

The young man originally did not believe that Queen Mother Zhao would dare to kill Meng An and just thought she was threatening him.

The moment Queen Mother Zhao’s eyes narrowed into a slit, the young man sensed a strong murderous intent.

Between sixth sense and logic, the boy chose the former – women are sometimes indeed illogical.

The officials who were watching cried out in surprise, causing the young man to frown even more.

Why did things suddenly turn out like this? What is this woman doing?

In the current situation, it would be beneficial and profitable for my brother to let it develop naturally, so why come out to disrupt things?
Although Meng An did not die, it was an established fact that the Queen Mother Zhao shot him with a bow. Although the impact was not as great as the death of Xitao and Baima mother and son, it was also extremely bad.

While the young man was thinking, a gust of wind blew towards him from the side, and the tassels on his jade crown were blown into a tangle.

“Hurry up and stretch out your hand! Follow me!” Zhao Ji rode over and stretched out her arm.

Before Ying Chengjiao could react, his body flew into the air, and the jade pendant on his waist hit the scabbard in Bai Wuxia’s hand with a “ding-dong” sound.

Bai Wuxia pulled his apprentice behind him and dodged the running horse sideways.

Ji Yaotiao immediately became furious and whipped her horse whip swiftly. The copper spikes on the whip pierced the air, making the sound of a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue:

“How dare you, bitch!”

Bai Wuxia flipped the scabbard and blocked it. Behind the ferocious Taotie iron mask was a helpless young beauty:

[Aren’t we on the same team?]
“Mother!” Ying Chengjiao walked out from behind Bai Wuxia, raised his head and said in a deep voice: “What are you going to do?”

Zhao Ji jumped off her horse, picked up Ying Chengjiao and put him on the horse’s back, cursing softly as she put him on the horse:

“You are smart all your life, but you are foolish for a moment! Can you kill that white horse in public? Come with me now! If you don’t leave, you will die! Zheng’er will not protect you!”

“Mother!” Ying Chengjiao struggled and shouted, “That Bai Ma falsely accused me of treason! The Criminal Law states: If someone intentionally makes a false accusation, he will be convicted. It is only natural for me to kill him! I will not leave! I want to see the Zongzheng! I want to see the king!”

“Idiot! There’s no time to argue! Follow me now!”

“I won’t leave! I won’t leave! I’m not wrong! What I did is in line with morality and the law! I! Will! Not! Leave!”

The two sides got into a dispute.

Lü Buwei, wearing a cloak, suppressed his cough and quietly watched this farce that was not planned. His brows became more and more furrowed, and the black jade ring on his finger suddenly stopped.

“Lao Ai.” Lu Xiang called out suddenly, his voice wrapped in the cold wind. “Yes.” Lao Ai lowered his head and answered quickly, as if he was ready to answer at any time.

Lü Buwei looked at the slender Queen Mother Zhao, whose anxious yet charming expression was barely concealed, and turned the black jade ring again: “I will send you to the palace. Let our Queen Mother behave herself, she is too noisy.”

Lao Ai followed his master’s gaze, his Adam’s apple rolling as he swallowed his greedy breath.

His eyes were burning and he responded with emotion.

He knows nothing about political schemes.

Governing is not as good as scheming.

The force is just barely enough.

Business, that makes sense.

The only thing he is good at is women.

The women who had collapsed like limp under his attack flashed through Lao Ai’s mind, and his rough tongue unconsciously licked their cracked lips.

He has yet to taste the Queen Mother.

“Yeah.” Lu Buwei nodded slightly, but his brows did not relax.

Of the two queen dowagers of Qin, he knew Queen Dowager Zhao before Queen Dowager Huayang, but his impressions of the two queen dowagers were exactly the opposite – Queen Dowager Huayang was far superior to Queen Dowager Zhao.

The Queen Mother Huayang’s administration was not outstanding, but at least it was decent. Compared with the current princes, she was the best choice.

The Queen Mother of Zhao… Before today, Lu Buwei thought that her ability to govern was acceptable, but he criticized her personal morality – a Queen Mother of a country who was openly promiscuous had brought disgrace to the dignity of the Qin State among the world!
And now… this is an unstable variable.

Lu Buwei held the two corners of his cloak and watched until the farce was over. He saw the team continue to march towards the Zongzheng Mansion, the government office closest to the imperial palace, and then he turned back to the Xiangbang Mansion.

“Noble lady, dancer, prince, hostage, uncle…” The Prime Minister muttered softly on the way, and every word he said broke a piece of thin ice.

Looking up at the sky, I sighed:
“My late king, if you are still alive in heaven, please do not blame Buwei.

“It’s not that Bu Wei intended to offend.

“With so many men sneaking in behind the Queen Mother’s curtain, Bu Wei won’t be a big deal.”

A long team of five hundred men marched beside Lu Buwei, their iron armor and scales reflecting the pale winter sky.

The front of the line.

One horse, two people.

“Mother, it’s time to stop.” Ying Chengjiao looked at the three-story palace not far away and reminded: “No one except the descendants of the royal family and the officials of the Zongzheng Palace is allowed to enter. The descendants of the Ying family must walk when entering.”

He rode on the same horse with Queen Dowager Zhao, and sat in front of her. The fur on the collar of his fox fur coat made the back of his neck itchy.

Queen Mother Zhao, with a gloomy face, slowly tightened the reins, leaving deep marks on her fingers.

She turned her head to look at the officials and guards who were following her, as well as the internal historian Meng An who was not far behind her, and a cold snort filled with ice escaped from her nose.

The horse stopped.

The Queen Mother of Zhao dismounted first and then carried Ying Chengjiao down.

She forcibly held Ying Chengjiao’s hand and walked into the Zongzheng Mansion, her nails almost digging into the boy’s wrist bones.

Ying Chengjiao struggled slightly, but failed to break free, so he stopped struggling.

He lowered his eyes.

His eyes swept across the black bird pattern embroidered in gold thread on the cuffs of Queen Mother Zhao, and fell on the bluestone slabs under his feet, and his steps unconsciously became heavy.

There are twenty-seven government offices on Guanfu Street, and Ying Chengjiao has been to almost all of them, except for the Zongzhengfu, which he seldom visited.

Every government office has its responsibilities, and one of the responsibilities of the Zongzhengfu is to punish members of the royal family.

If a member of the imperial clan breaks the law, he will not be prosecuted by the Supreme Court but by the Imperial Clan Affairs Office.

The case was tried in person by the Chief of the Imperial Clan, with the Chief Justice as an assistant judge.

However, none of the royal family members who died here over the years were tried.

Either the order was given by his great-grandfather or by his father.

Execution without trial!

The Zongzheng Mansion was soaked with the blood of his uncles and aunts, all of whom he had wished to die.

The young man walked slowly, stepping over the bluestone steps.

The provisions of the “Fu Ji Law” are engraved on each level, and the words of the law have become blunt due to years of footsteps.

When they reached the seventh level, the sound of a golden bell suddenly came from the Zongzheng Mansion in front.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw twelve historians holding documents walking quickly past.

He counted the number of people silently, walked up the last two stone steps, and stood in front of the outer gate of Zongzheng Mansion. The shadow cast by the screen wall just happened to cover his entire body.

“Sir, please unsheathe your sword.” The voice of the soldier at the gate of Zongzheng Mansion was a little cold, and his eyes under the armor were like frozen pebbles: “Greetings to Queen Mother Zhao, please stay.”

Ying Chengjiao nodded and wanted to pull his hand out of Queen Dowager Zhao’s hand to take off the Qin sword from his waist.

Attempted.

Queen Mother Zhao clenched her fist very tightly.

“Mother, it’s okay.” The young man whispered, “Didn’t I tell you, I know what’s going on.”

“What do you think? You don’t know how serious a mess you’ve made this time!” Queen Mother Zhao scolded.

She squatted down, holding Ying Chengjiao’s arms with both hands, her naturally charming face was full of solemnity, and tears were hanging on the corners of her charming eyelashes:
“I can only send you here. I cannot break into the Zongzheng Mansion and offend the Zongzheng. Don’t be afraid. I will protect you and nothing will happen to you.”

“Mother, you know me well. You can’t simply think of me by my age and treat me like a child.” The young man stared straight into the eyes of Queen Mother Zhao, with a flame in his pupils that didn’t belong to his age. “I won’t leave. This situation is most favorable to my brother, but you insist on making me leave. Tell me, what do you want?”

“Are you crazy?” Queen Mother Zhao showed unexpected excitement to the young man, and scratched the shoulder of the young man’s brocade robe with her nails. “Do you want to help your brother with your life?”

“It doesn’t necessarily mean death. I have reasons to take action.”

“A person died in public. The Bai family was watching! The old Qin nobles were watching! In order to win the support of the public, Zheng’er must punish you severely. If you don’t die, you will be imprisoned! You will never be able to get out!”

“I accept.”

“I do not accept!”

“…”

“I told you, you are my son.”

“Mother, I have a mother.”

“I know you don’t treat me as your mother.” Ji Yaotiao inserted her slender fingers into her second son’s hair and gently stroked it, laughing at herself: “I also know that you look down on my style. It’s normal for you, a virtuous gentleman, to look down on a dissolute person like me.”

“…”

“It’s okay, it’s not important.” Ji Yaotiao slowly stood up, her skirt brushing the blood that had long dried on the stone steps: “How you look at me is your business. It has to do with me, not how I treat you. No matter how sad a mother is for her son, she can’t just ignore it. Don’t be afraid, if you really go to jail, your mother will be with you.”

“It’s time for mother to go.” Ying Chengjiao turned his head, and his tightly pursed lips cut through the cold winter light.

“Crying?” Ji Yaotiao covered her son’s earlobe – it was red from the cold and seemed to be bleeding.

Why are you crying?” She scolded with a smile, and wiped away the tears from the corners of the second son’s eyes with her other hand. She put her pretty face in front of the second son and said, “Are you scared now? Huh? I am here with you, why are you crying? I didn’t even cry because I was tired of you!”

“I didn’t cry! I’m not afraid!” The young man pushed Queen Mother Zhao’s hand away, glanced at the water marks on her fingers, and quickly changed his words: “I’m cold! I’m cold! It’s too cold!”

The sun sets, the temperature drops, and it is indeed very cold.

The young man walked into the Zongzheng Mansion.

Queen Mother Zhao watched the young man being led by the officials, and then watched his back disappear, and took a deep breath of cold air. The cold air pierced her lungs and hurt, but it was not as painful as the pain in her heart.

The chill that penetrated her body brought her thoughts back to Zhao State, which was colder than Qin State, and Handan, which was colder than Xianyang.

The princes of Zhao State took pleasure in torturing her son and insulted him in every possible way.

Every time her son went out, she knew what was going to happen.

Her heart ached. It hurt when she danced, and it hurt even more when she waited.

But what could she do at that time?

The declining family was entirely supported by my great-grandfather Wangfu alone. Lying on his sickbed, my great-grandfather Wangfu could only ensure that the mother and son would not die, but he could not even place them in the Lin family.

She told her son the story of King Goujian of Yue sleeping on firewood and tasting gall over and over again.

Until I become numb, and say it numbly.

Her son was very sensible. He never cried out in pain and never complained in front of her.

But how could she not know that those ever-increasing scars were not born out of thin air, but were the marks of accumulated pain?

She never asked her son if he was in pain.

Is it useful to ask?
Can it be solved?
Her son didn’t want her to worry, and she didn’t want her son to worry either.

There has been no news from the Qin State. It is a long and endless wait.

She was struggling every day, but she didn’t know how long she and her son could endure it…

When she learned that the King of Qin had communicated with the State of Zhao and asked her and her son to return to Qin, no one except her son Ying Zheng knew how happy and relieved she was.

This is her new life.

And her second life was brought to her by her second son.

She had been deeply wary of her second son, from before Zheng’er became the crown prince to after he became king.

Her suspicions were shattered by the sincerity of this child who was two years younger than Zheng’er!

The people of Zhao enjoy settling scores.

Repay kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred.

Since this boy has treated me sincerely, as a mother I will repay him tenfold!
There were more than 500 people gathered at the foot of the nine bluestone steps, with spears standing in rows like black thorn bushes.

With more than 500 people rushing over, Ji Yaotiao really couldn’t handle it.

At the front of the team, Meng An, who was riding a horse, had a gloomy expression.

Compared with the old Qin family that formed the cornerstone of the Qin State behind Meng An, the more than 500 people who could make her happy to death were nothing.

Ji Yaotiao exhaled a breath of white air, blurring the image of Meng An, the head of the Meng family, and the more than 500 people behind him.

“Zheng’er makes me persist in living, and Jiao’er makes me live comfortably.” Ji Yaotiao, who is a young woman with skin like a young girl, smiled charmingly: “My life, Ji Yaotiao, was given by my son. I can die, but my son cannot die.”

She is now the powerful queen mother of Qin State. She can do much more than a dancer from Zhao State!
Dengyun Shoes crushed the ice crystals in front of the steps, just like crushing the bullying of the past.

Queen Mother Zhao walked down the nine bluestone steps, jumped on the horse, pulled the reins hard, and the horse stood up!

“Get out of here!” she shouted, and swung the whip with all her strength, making a hollow sound.

Meng An, who was nearly shot to death, knew that this crazy queen mother really dared to charge at him, so he led the herdsmen to make way.

Afterwards, more than 500 people gave way.

Ji Yaotiao spurred her horse and whipped it, and the horse galloped quickly on the road separated by the crowd, like a flash of lightning.

Zhao Ji, who controls lightning, has her smooth hair all flying back, straightened and trembling. She looks heroic and her face is charming:

“drive!”

The horse was whipped with a whip, and Lightning let out a “whisper” and galloped away at full speed.

In a moment, the blazing flames in Ji Yaotiao’s eyes were reflected on the copper nails of the central palace gate.

“No one can die.” She seemed to be swearing.

The Central Palace, the Council Hall.

The bronze crane held the candle flame all night, and the candle tears condensed into a blood-red lake on the ground.

The next day, in the front hall of Xin Palace.

The grand court meeting was a grand court meeting specially held for Chang’an Jun.

The court was bustling for a long time.

The ministers were tired of arguing and took a break.

King Zheng of Qin, who had been silent all the time, glanced down and his eyes stopped on Bai Jia, the old patriarch of the Bai family who had not attended court for more than ten years.

His fingers tapped on the armrest of the seat, on which the black bird pattern was brand new.

“Lord Xi wants me to kill my only brother, right?” King Zheng of Qin asked softly, without making any comment.

Outside the palace, the cold wind was howling and blew into the palace through the gaps in the palace door.

(End of this chapter)