It's time!

Xianyang Palace!

Above the court hall.

All civil and military officials gathered.

The noble Marquis of the Empire stepped into the hall, knelt down and bowed his head to the majestic figure on the high platform, and said respectfully: "We will pay homage to His Majesty the First Emperor."

"Your Majesty Fu Wei will last for eternity and the Qin Dynasty will last for eternity!"

All of them had excited faces and kowtowed vigorously.

"Um!"

The First Emperor Ying Zheng responded calmly, stretched out his hand and said: "My dear friends, please be safe."

"It's really hard for you to come all the way."

"This time we donate private soldiers to pacify South Vietnam. I really feel wronged by you."

The words were cold and fell slowly.

"Your Majesty, this is what ministers should do!"

"It is a great honor to be loyal to the king and serve the country."

Zhuo Qinghou and other noble marquises said respectfully, with a calm expression, as if they were serious about giving everything for the empire.

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye chuckled lightly and said, "You have worked hard and made great contributions. Either your ancestors worked hard for the foundation of the Qin Dynasty, or you fought hard for military achievements and were awarded titles. Now you are contributing to the empire. Naturally, you deserve to be praised by your father."

"It's just that you are often in the fiefdom on weekdays and rarely come here."

"I would like to take you all to have fun in Xianyang for a few days!"

As he spoke, he looked at Zhuo Qinghou and others.

The young master Fusu on the side looked at him with complicated eyes and said in his mind: "What is the eighth brother trying to do? A few days ago, he still refused to deal with these marquises and nobles, and they even refused to go to the peace talks when they invited him."

"How come there is such a change today?"

When Zhuo Qinghou and others heard this, they immediately refused and said: "Haha, you are so polite, Eighth Young Master, we will do our own thing, why bother Your Highness the Eighth Young Master."

All the marquises and nobles present have tempers and want to save face.

The previous invitation to Ying Ziye for peace talks was rejected. Now that he was invited by the other party, how could he easily agree?

What's more, they instinctively felt that Ying Ziye had evil intentions!

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Ying Ziye smiled heartily and said, "It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome."

"You noble lords are being polite!"

"I have a lot to say to you, Master, and discuss the use of troops..."

The faces of all the marquis and nobles were complicated. They didn't understand what kind of medicine Ying Ziye was selling in the gourd, so they had no choice but to say nothing.

After retreating from the court.

Marquis Zhuoqing, Marquis Xingyue and other marquises wanted to leave.

But outside the main hall, Ying Ziye, Li Si, Zhang Han, and Xiao He blocked him.

"Eight Young Master, what are you going to do?"

Zhuo Qinghou's eyes were gloomy and he asked.

"I have some important things to deal with later."

Marquis Xingyue said, while carefully looking at Ying Ziye, cautiously.

"hehe!"

Ying Ziye smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, I would like to invite you all to have a look around."

All the marquis and nobles couldn't help but feel a headache.

"what to do?"

Fang Xinghou asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Qinghou stared at Ying Ziye with blazing eyes, smiled suddenly, and said, "Okay!"

"Eighth Young Master invites you again and again. If we refuse again, it will be a waste of Eighth Young Master's good intentions."

"In that case, Eighth Young Master, please do it!"

Zhuo Qinghou stretched out his hand and smiled lightly.

"good!"

Ying Ziye took a step forward, stretched out his hand and said, "Please!"

Marquis Xingyue, Marquis Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng and other marquises and nobles, although they did not understand why Marquis Zhuoqing suddenly agreed, they also followed.

Everyone left the palace in a mighty manner.

Walking on the street, even in winter, there is always a lot of traffic.

Ying Ziye led a group of marquises and nobles around and said, "Don't be too nervous."

He could see that some of the noble marquises looked a little absent-minded.

Especially those who are not in the rank of nobles, officials and ministers.

"hehe!"

The princes and nobles laughed awkwardly when they heard this.

Listen to the Rain Tower!

A burst of soft music came out.

"Everyone, let's go listen to a little song, drink some wine, and watch the beauties dancing to relax."

Ying Ziye suggested.

"Can!"

Zhuo Qinghou nodded slightly.

Then everyone entered Tingyu Tower.

Listening to the rain in the building.

The doors and windows were closed, and bonfires were burning all around to maintain the temperature.

Even in winter, the dancer is wearing a thin gauze, stretching her slender and graceful waist.

Sure enough, when I saw a beautiful woman.

The noble Marquis, who was a little nervous at first, has become much less nervous.

"This is a relatively famous place of romance in Xianyang City, where dignitaries and talented people come here one after another to write poems and write poems!"

Ying Ziye said with a smile: "You can relax here by listening to music, watching dance."

Zhuo Qinghou just smiled when he heard this, knowing that something must be going on behind him.

Li Si accompanied several marquises and nobles as they drank, laughed, talked, and tested each other.

I stayed in Tingyulou for half an hour.

Ying Ziye led everyone away again and wandered around.

"Everyone, that restaurant has famous specialties from Xianyang area, let's go and try them!"

Ying Ziye led everyone to eat, drink, and look everywhere.

Not long after, we arrived at the Shaofu.

"Eighth Young Master, Lord Shaofu Ling!"

The officials and craftsmen of the Shaofu Palace all bowed to Ying Ziye and Zhang Han.

"Let's all get busy."

Ying Ziye smiled warmly, looked at Zhuo Qinghou and others, and said, "Follow me."

Looking at the young manor, the faces of all the marquis and nobles became solemn, and they understood that the real drama had begun.

Ying Ziye led everyone to the depths of the Shaofu Mansion, which was heavily guarded for several miles and where Gongshu Qiu had set up a trap.

"Master!"

Gongshu Qiu bowed respectfully.

"Let's go and show all the princes and nobles the mechanism creation you made."

Ying Ziye smiled.
To be continued...