"After this, if it cannot be solved, the young master will become the only clue to assassinating the envoy behind Fusu. How can you talk about courage or not? What kind of way to solve it? Just say it quickly!"

Feng Jie was already suffering from the problem of Ying Gao, a silence. The night before, Ying Gao snatched his father-in-law's appetite and threw it into the mansion. Today, he wanted to do this again, so he naturally refused...

"Oh, although this matter is a bit dangerous, my uncle doesn't have to worry. He just needs to tell Gao about it. That's when that's when my father is asleep?"

After this full day, the time of human concentration is approaching (the name of the time of the Qin Dynasty, equivalent to the time of the midnight period). The reason why it is called human concentration is obviously that this time of the Qin Dynasty is the time to sleep.

Although I don’t know why Ying Gao asked this, Feng Jie still replied patiently: “Your duty is diligent and you must review memorials every day, otherwise you will never go to bed. At this time, I am afraid you are still reviewing memorials.”

After hearing this, Ying Gao nodded secretly in his heart. This was very consistent with what he had known before. The weight of a diamond bamboo slip alone was equivalent to dozens of kilograms in later generations. In the format of memorials, it costs at least tens of 200,000 to the small seal script of the Qin Dynasty. Ying Gaoguang was a little dizzy when he thought about it. At this point, he really had to admire his father, the emperor of the Qin Dynasty.

"Since that's the case, Gao will come. My uncle and the right prime minister can rest here. If my father summons him tomorrow, the matter will be revealed!"

After saying that, Ying Gao had tidy up his clothes and stood up and was about to leave.

"Young Master is going to meet the emperor in the palace? You still need to make a long-term plan for this matter. There is no real evidence in your hands. If you annoy the emperor, the consequences will be unimaginable, and you still need to be careful!"

After Ying Gao's previous question, how could Feng Jie not know what he intended? He hurriedly reached out to stop the first emperor. He still knew the temper of the First Emperor. Although Ying Gao was the first emperor's parent-child, if he annoyed him, he would never have a chance to make a comeback. In that case, his beloved daughter would still be in trouble.

But at this moment, Ying Gao was thinking: Be careful, my father fell asleep later, and it would be difficult to see him tomorrow. What if Zhao Gao and Yan Le had any discoveries during this period, can you afford it?

Although he thought so in his heart, Ying Gao made a determined expression and whispered: "Don't worry about my uncle and the right prime minister. If you go there this time, even if you get nothing, Gao should return safely!"

After saying that, Ying Gao gave a deep salute to the two people in front of him, and then quickly walked out of the door.

Looking at Ying Gao's departure, Feng Jie and his son looked at each other. Those who dared to disturb Emperor Qin Shi at this time were probably the only one who was his favorite youngest son, Hu Hai, who was only seventeen years old. Therefore, Ying Gao's actions made them feel worried. However, Ying Gao's self-righteous actions made them feel helpless. They could only wait for Ying Gao's result with a sudden look, and hoped that their emperor would not be angry at the memorial at this time.

Not long after, Ying Gao's carriage arrived in Xianyang Palace. Because Ying Gao had lived in the palace before and had a token from the palace on his body, there was no way to stop entering the palace. However, when he arrived outside the hall where the First Emperor was reviewing the memorials, he was directly blocked by the guards in black armor.

"What's wrong with the young master here late at night? The emperor is reading the memorials of all ministers overnight. If there is no urgent matter, the young master will come again tomorrow!"

The First Emperor’s personal bodyguard doesn’t matter who you are. In his eyes, he only recognizes the First Emperor. The others may look the same in his eyes, no matter whether you are a prince or not.

"Please report to your father. Gao has found out where the assassination of Brother Fusu's assassin! He dare not delay, so he comes late at night. If his father asks Gao Mingri to come again, Gao will leave immediately!"

Ying Gao did not bother him, but asked the guard to bring a message. Although he said it lightly and would come back tomorrow if he didn't work, he knew that based on what he said, the First Emperor would definitely let him in.

Fusu was stabbed and it was very rumored in the palace. The guard naturally knew that this matter was very important. He heard this and quickly bowed his hand, turned around and entered the palace to report.

As expected, as Ying Gao expected, a moment later, the guard jogged in front of him and reached out to signal himself to enter the hall.

After successfully meeting the First Emperor, Ying Gao's heart was mostly hanging, but he knew that seeing the First Emperor was the key to this matter, and he couldn't tell the reason for that piece of clothing. He just felt that the First Emperor might have recognized this special pattern. If the fact was not as he thought, it would be normal to convict the emperor.

Following the guard quickly came to the hall, the scene in front of Ying Gao's heart trembled slightly.

As he thought, Emperor First Emperor was giving instructions to bamboo slips under the clear candlelight, but there was still a person kneeling on the side of Emperor First Emperor. With his original memory, Ying Gao recognized that this person was the youngest son of Emperor First Emperor, Hu Hai.

Hu Hai was seventeen years old, and he had red lips and white teeth, and his big eyes were bright and bright. He did show a sense of cleverness, but at this time he obviously had no interest in these bamboo slips. It was obvious that he was forced to sit here and review the bamboo slips with the First Emperor under the pressure of his father.

Seeing this scene, Ying Gao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Pulling Hu Hai, who was only seventeen years old, to review the bamboo slips is enough to show the expectations of Emperor Shin-chan. Combined with his attitude towards Fusu, Ying Gao seemed to have caught something in his heart. But in short, he was still the one who was not a grandmother and his uncle didn't love. As for what he would do in the future, it depends on his ability.

"Father." Ying Gao was approaching the First Emperor and quickly bowed.

"Who is that assassin? Let's hear it." The First Emperor was still holding a bamboo slip in his hand, raised his eyes slightly and looked at Ying Gao, and said calmly.

"At this time, Gao should report to his father alone..." Ying Gao glanced at Hu Hai, who seemed to be uninterested in this matter and was still full of expectations when he heard this, and said softly.

"It's okay, Hu Hai is your younger brother, and he should know about Fusu." Obviously, the First Emperor had no intention of avoiding his favorite son.

Seeing Hu Hai's expression from expectation to lost, Ying Gao secretly guessed that he should know nothing about this matter. In other words, even if Zhao Gao had any thoughts and actions at this time, he just knew it himself, and his disciple Hu Hai would definitely not know it.

"Although Gao failed to find out who the assassin's name and who was instructed, there was something that could prove that the assassin was not assigned by Gao. As for whom the person behind the scenes, his father could probably tell the difference!" Ying Gao did not dare to keep his father in the same way as his father-in-law at this time. As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the belt from his sleeve and presented it to the eyes of the First Emperor with both hands.

The First Emperor took the belt and just opened it, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. Although he quickly hid such a look, he still could not escape Ying Gao's eyes. Ying Gao knew that it seemed that there was a way to do this!

But what surprised Ying Gao was that after a long time, the First Emperor still did not tell the origin of the belt, but just held it in his hand and kept playing with it, as if he was hesitating about something, which made Ying Gao, who had already relaxed, feel again.
Chapter completed!