The next day!

It's bright!

In front of Xianyang Palace.

All civil and military officials entered the palace slowly early in the morning.

Just because before the early dynasty, the First Emperor issued an imperial edict.

Ten days later, the First Emperor patrolled the country eastward, hoping to choose one of the eighteen princes to supervise the country on his behalf!

When this decree reached the ears of the officials, an uproar instantly arose.

Although his name was to supervise the country, he was actually laying the foundation for his future position as prince.

It can be said that if you get the post of supervising the country today, you will have a great chance of ascending to a big position in the future!!!

How could all the officials not be shocked by such news!

"Honored Master, what should I do?"

Young Master Fusu asked in a low voice.

Chunyu Yue whispered softly: "Master, don't panic, I will definitely support you!"

With Chun Yuyue's words, Master Fusu also showed some confidence on his face.

Chunyu Yue respected himself as a master, and his words represented all the Confucian officials in the court!

And with this help, he will definitely be able to establish his position in the government.

As for everyone else…

hehe!

When Prince Fusu was thinking this, a trumpet sound sounded in the palace.

"His Majesty the First Emperor has arrived!"

"I will bow to your Majesty."

When the First Emperor ascended the throne, he was not angry but was proud of himself.

"Get flat!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The First Emperor looked around at the princes in the palace, and everyone was eager to try.

But when the First Emperor saw the last person, his brows furrowed slightly.

There were only seventeen people, and the eighth son Ying Ziye did not go to court??

"Zhao Gao!"

"What on earth is going on? Didn't someone send someone to inform Midnight?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao hurriedly stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "Your Majesty, I have indeed sent people to inform all the young masters before going to court this morning."

"But as to why the Eighth Young Master didn't show up, I don't know."

"Perhaps, His Highness the Eighth Young Master might be delayed by something?"

The First Emperor frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Go to the palace gate immediately to see if he is here."

"Here!"

When Zhao Gao left in a hurry, the faces of the officials in the court could not help but show surprise.

When did His Majesty the First Emperor become so interested in his humble eighth son?

Why would you put aside the imperial examination for the sake of the Eighth Young Master?

…

at the same time.

Xianyang Palace Gate.

Ying Ziye's carriage was blocked outside.

"I have already said that the time to enter the court has passed and no one is allowed to enter!"

"Including your eighth son!"

The visitor arrogantly led a group of guards to block Ying Ziye's carriage, showing no intention of giving way.

"I want to see who dares to stop my carriage!"

Ying Ziye opened the door curtain and his eyes fell on the other party.

"Zhao An!"

Because his uncle Zhao Gao was a close official of the First Emperor, he planned an errand in the palace.

It's okay to be arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but what Ying Ziye didn't expect today was that he could be bullied.

Normally, Ying Ziye might not argue with him.

But since you are ready not to hide it, why bother coddling him anymore!!!

"I will give you one last chance, get out of the way!"

"Oh!"

Zhao An said confidently: "I also tell you, without a piece of gold, you can never step through the palace gate!"

If he was the beloved son of the First Emperor, perhaps he would still give way.

But for a mere eighth son who had no power in the court and was not favored by the First Emperor, he really didn't have to worry about anything.

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye laughed angrily, and before Zhao An could recover, a blood-red palm print fell directly on his cheek.

Snap!

Zhao An looked at Ying Ziye in astonishment, slowly recovered, and shouted angrily: "You...you dare to hit me!!!"

"So what if I hit you?"

"Not only will I beat you today, I will also kill you!"

“It’s just a royal dog, but it dares to bart its teeth at its owner!!!”

Zhao An watched Ying Ziye walking towards him step by step. While he was frightened in his heart, he shouted angrily: "Come on! If anyone dares to break into the palace gate without permission, kill him!"

Just as the imperial guards were about to rush forward, Ying Ziye said in an angry tone: "What? Do you want to rebel!!!"

As soon as these words came out, all the guards on the scene were stunned in place, and no one had the intention to continue to take action.

It is true that the Eighth Young Master was not favored, but after all, he was the Eighth Young Master of the Qin Dynasty and the biological son of the First Emperor.

Zhao An relies on his uncle Zhao Gao, who may be a little more arrogant and domineering, but they have no background.

"You...what do you want to do! Didn't you hear my order?"

Zhao An looked at the imperial guards who stayed where they were and scolded them angrily.

"Oh!"

"Jian Jiu, let him know what to say and what not to say!"

"Even if we want to kill him, we can't let him die comfortably!"

"hey-hey!"

The groom Jianjiu laughed innocently, rubbed his fists and said, "Don't worry, Master."

Seeing this, Zhao An stepped back in panic.

But before he could take a step, a strong hand clamped down on his shoulder like the fangs of a beast.

Jian Jiu exerted a little force on his palm, and then a roar like a slaughtering pig instantly resounded through the palace gate.

ah!!!!

At the same time, Zhao Gao, who happened to be here, saw this scene in front of him.

"stop!!!"

Shouting followed, but Jian Jiu had no intention of stopping, and instead gradually increased the strength in his hand.

"ah!"

"Uncle, save me, save me!!!"

Under the power of the Nine Sword Palms, Zhao An's facial features have become distorted.

"court death!!!"

Zhao Gao's expression changed instantly, a burst of true energy gathered in his palm, and he suddenly hit the old horseman.

Mafu Jianjiu did not retreat or dodge, clamping Zhao An with one palm and facing Zhao Gao head-on with the other.

Bang!

Two strands of true energy burst out instantly.

Mafu Jianjiu stood motionless on the spot.

But Zhao Gao actually took three steps back.

"How is that possible!!!"

You must know that you are already at the ninth level of Xuanxuan, and you are only one step away from the celestial phenomenon.

Even if he didn't use all his strength, it was definitely not something that an ordinary groom could resist!

But now.

The opponent not only blocked his move, but also made him take three steps back.

I'm afraid that the other party's realm is almost the same as my own, or even higher!!!

When Zhao Gao thought of this, his expression suddenly changed.

"Eighth Young Master actually has such a master in his hands!!!"

"The secret agents have found nothing in all these years!!!"

"Eighth Young Master is so scheming! He actually deceived everyone!!!"

Zhao Gao was secretly shocked, but his eyes were fixed on the groom Jianjiu.

At the moment, Zhao Gao's only thought is to rescue Zhao An as soon as possible.

As for the matter of Eighth Young Master, it will not be too late to investigate in detail afterwards.

but!

When Zhao Gao was about to take action again, Ying Ziye slowly took a step and blocked him.
Chapter completed!