Zhao Cheng couldn't hide the smile on his lips. It took him a while to come back to his senses and asked, "Your Majesty, where is the assassin who just kidnapped you?"

Ziying got down from the table and replied, "I ran away along the secret passage under the house. I should be chasing him now."

Zhao Cheng was hit hard by Ziying's sugar-coated shells, and he pushed the table away, hoping to let the city soldiers chase him out.

"Open the wooden board and capture those assassins!" Zhao Cheng ordered.

"promise!"

The city soldiers stepped forward and lifted up the wooden planks. Just as they were about to jump into the secret passage, the sound of rushing water reached everyone's ears.

"Your Majesty, be careful!"

Zhao Cheng pulled Zi Ying away, and a water column rushed out from the secret passage, knocking the two city soldiers into the wooden wall. The soldiers struggled for a long time and could not get up, fearing that they had suffered some internal injuries.

"It's so poisonous." Ziying blurted out. If he had just rushed to catch up, he would have been kept inside forever.

Seeing the wooden house being destroyed by the flood, Ziying and Zhao Cheng hurriedly ran out of the house.

Ziying ran out of the wooden house and saw two city soldiers lying on the ground. He immediately ran back to the wooden house and pulled the two city soldiers out by their straps.

Wow——

The wooden house collapsed after Ziying left, and if it had been any later, Ziying would have been buried inside.

"Your Majesty, why are you in danger for a small city soldier?" Zhao Cheng asked worriedly.

Now that Ziying is dead, it will be hard for his brother to find a puppet emperor.

"I don't want anything to happen to the person who saved me." Ziying replied casually. As a modern person, he can't bear to see people die.

"Your Majesty is truly a benevolent king." Zhao Cheng praised.

Ziying smiled and stretched his arms. He had just gotten the two grown men out of the cabin, and he didn't feel tired at all. Ziying had to run 2,000 meters with half his life spent, so today was surprisingly weird.

"Your Majesty is born with divine power, I admire you." Zhao Cheng flattered you every step of the way.

"That's natural!" Ziying exaggeratedly said, "King Qin Wu was strong enough to carry a cauldron back then. Although he was careless and broke his leg when the cauldron broke his leg in the end, his strength is by no means inferior to that of his ancestors."

Zhao Cheng smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to feel sorry for King Wu. I have heard that the Zhou people deliberately tampered with the tripod at that time, otherwise King Wu would have even carried the nine tripods of the Zhou Dynasty one by one."

Ziying couldn't reply to him. Zhao Cheng probably heard the rumors somewhere. The Zhou Dynasty only wanted to survive, so how could he dare to do anything.

"It's a pity that Jiuding is not here, otherwise I would still want to see it in person." Ziying sighed.

The Nine Tripods were built in the Zhou Dynasty to symbolize the nine states in the world. Later, the Nine Tripods were destroyed in Pengcheng, Surabaya during the reign of King Xian of Zhou Dynasty, and Pengcheng was Xiang Yu's hometown.

The Qin Dynasty destroyed the Zhou Dynasty, and although the Qin Dynasty surrendered to Liu Bang, the main force was defeated by Xiang Yu. It can also be said that it was destroyed by Xiang Yu. The history seems messy, and it seems to be controlled by something.

The lights outside Xianyang City were brightly lit, and Ziying still wanted to take a stroll outside the palace. It was better to return to the palace quickly, because maybe some descendants of the Six Kingdoms were ambushing him behind his back.

Zhao Cheng noticed Ziying's tiredness early on and said, "Your Majesty, I brought a horse specially this time and asked Your Majesty to drive it."

The city soldiers came leading a big horse with black mane, and Zhao Cheng helped Ziying get on the horse.

Ziying rode a horse for the first time. The horse swayed left and right. Ziying grabbed the reins and almost broke her waist as the horse dodges her.

"Your Majesty, be careful!" Zhao Cheng diligently held the horse's head and stabilized it slightly.

"You brought this horse from Na, why is it so fierce?" Ziying was a little unhappy. Even though he was the fake King of Qin, he couldn't treat him like this.

Zhao Cheng smiled slightly and said, "This horse originally belonged to Meng Tian's house. After Meng Tian was given death by the First Emperor, the horse was used in the army. It seems that the king doesn't like Meng Tian's character."

"Are you Mengtian?" Ziying felt bad in his heart. Zhao Gao, a good general of the Qin Dynasty, was played to death. Zhao Gao had to die. Ziying wanted to dig up Li Si's grave.

Li Si's lifelong creed is the "rat philosophy". Rats born in granaries have rice to eat, and rats born in garbage dumps can only eat garbage.

If Fusu succeeds to the throne, the Mengtian family will inevitably rise, and Li Si will return to the trash.

Li Si was poor when he was young, and after all, he buried his inner demons about poverty.

Ziying is riding a tall horse, Zhao Cheng is holding the reins, and the armored city soldiers are following closely behind him. Ziying has never had such a big reputation in his life.

Ziying looked around the deserted street and asked Zhao Cheng loudly, "Zhao Aiqing, you said I am the king of Da Qin, right?"

Zhao Cheng didn't know what Ziying wanted to say for a while, so he replied, "Of course, does the king have any questions?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly don't want to surrender." Ziying sighed.

The land of Guanzhong is filled with great mountains and rivers.

If Ziying had let go, he would have to shoulder half of the blame for Xiang Yu's massacre of the city. The original Ziying could have distanced himself from the affair, but since he already knew that period of history, he couldn't.

"Surrender?" Zhao Cheng was completely confused. It was so strange for the king to speak like this.

"I just said it casually," Ziying replied.

Ziying's butt hurt a little all the way to the palace. If Zhao Cheng hadn't been holding the horse, the skin would have been worn out.

"Your Majesty, please rest early. I have to leave." Zhao Cheng saluted and was about to leave.

Ziying quickly stopped, "Zhao Aiqing, don't leave yet, let me go to the harem for a walk."

Harem?

Take a walk?

Zhao Cheng felt like he was visiting a brothel. Besides, the harem was an absolutely forbidden area. How could foreign ministers dare to enter easily?

"Your Majesty, you must not do this." Zhao Cheng was already slowly retreating.

"If you don't dare, just come if I ask you to." Ziying took Zhao Cheng's arm and said, "I said at the wooden house that I would reward you with a woman, and I will honor it to you now."

Zhao Cheng never expected that Ziying would give away the women in his harem, which were the private property of the king.

Folk women could enter the palace, but it was impossible for them to leave.

Zhao Cheng had never heard of sending a woman out of the palace.

"Your Majesty... I still have some matters at home, so I will leave first." Zhao Cheng tried his best to break free of Ziying's hand.

Ziying was very strong, and no matter how hard Zhao Cheng struggled, he couldn't get rid of his hand.

Cao Wushang, who was in the corner, saw this scene and hurriedly ran to Ziying, "Your Majesty, Master Zhao, what do you mean?"

Ziying rolled her eyes at Cao Wushang. This Cao Wushang was not very smart either. How could a little eunuch know Zhao Cheng? There was no way they could establish a relationship with him.

In one sentence, the relationship between Cao Wushang and the Zhao family was revealed.

Zhao Cheng looked nervous, fearing that Ziying would know about their relationship.

Ziying was even more afraid. If the Zhao family changed people to monitor him, and a master came along, Ziying's life would be even more difficult.
Chapter completed!