A eunuch came out of the gate of Meng Mansion with a very ugly look on his face.
Looking back at the tall gate of Meng Mansion, the eunuch said to himself: "Ying Chengyu participated in politics, but Meng Ao did not stop him and lied about not knowing. Such an attitude must be reported to the Queen Mother as soon as possible."
With his head lowered, the eunuch hurried away.
After three o'clock, on the grassland thirty miles outside the east gate of Xianyang City, a grassless land two meters long and one meter wide appeared.
The soil in this grassless land is moist, as if it has just been dug up from the ground. There is a smooth hem of the eunuch's uniform growing on the new soil.
An old farmer carried a hoe stained with wet soil, stepped on the hem of his clothes into the soil with his big dirt-covered feet, then nodded with satisfaction and walked back slowly.
"A person eats earth for a lifetime, and earth eats a person once. The young master's words are truly as true as his mother's."
Pa~
The old farmer walked eight or nine steps when his big dusty hand suddenly slapped his forehead hard, leaving a lot of dust on his forehead.
"I haven't done these things for many years, so my skills are rusty and the process is unfamiliar. I almost forget something."
The old farmer turned back again, found three dead wood branches, lined them up in a row, and inserted them all into the grassless land. From a distance, it looked like someone was burning incense.
"Hehe, this is decent. Young Master said that to kill Zhao Xianglu's subordinates, you must put three sticks of incense in it if possible. How can the incense burner be complete without incense sticks?"
The old farmer glanced at a tree in the northeast and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Some people are ungrateful and ungrateful. They won't even do anything for a broken incense burner."
Everything is quiet.
Apart from the slight rustling of grass in the wind, only the shouts of the old farmer echoed throughout the place.
The old farmer paused for five breaths. The tree in his sight was still the same as before, no different.
"Bah! I probably slept on Zhao Xiangluo's bed, even my bones became soft."
Cursing in a low voice, the old farmer put the hoe on his shoulder, but this time he really left.
Not long after the old farmer left, behind the tree that the old farmer had been staring at, a middle-aged man came out with a gloomy look and held a sword.
He looked at the direction in which the old farmer was leaving, but after all, he did not pull out the Qin sword in his hand.
He transferred all his anger to his feet, splashed the soil under his feet, and jumped into the grassless land.
Looking at the three dead wood branches stuck in the soil, the middle-aged man's face became even more gloomy.
Seeing this scene, his mind recalled the scene where Ying Chengyu first killed people and then buried them in front of the Queen Mother.
The grown-up man, who has not yet grown a beard, has an adult smile on his immature face. He looks very unconventional and evil.
He was armed with a sharp knife and was able to kill the counselor who had been advising the Queen Mother with one clean blow.
After killing the person, Ying Chengyu took three Qin swords and inserted them all into the headless corpse while the Queen Mother was looking at her with a desire to bite people.
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Ying Chengyu explained in detail with a provocative face: "Zhao Xianglu, anyone can penetrate it."
Wow~
The Qin sword is unsheathed.
The middle-aged man slapped three dead wood branches horizontally with the blade of his bronze long sword, sending them flying more than ten meters away.
He picked up a handful of wet soil with the scabbard of his sword. The soil exploded and scattered, and the face of the person buried under it was revealed. It was the eunuch who came out of Meng Mansion.
Like this three-incense tomb, the middle-aged man has visited seven places today.
When he left Yongdi, all the five people who were traveling with him were eaten by dust, except for him.
Even he didn't know that the two dark walkers who were not traveling with him were also buried outside Xianyang City.
"General Manager Zhao is also dead. All the spies the Queen Mother placed around the eldest son have been removed by Lord Chang'an. The Queen Mother Han must have the highest-level secret guards around her to monitor her at all times. The new eunuch surnamed Zhang was killed by Lord Chang'an in just three days.
.Since arriving in Yongdi, the Queen Mother's control over Xianyang Palace has become weaker and weaker."
The middle-aged man held Qin Jian, turned his head and glanced in the direction of Xianyang City, and said silently for a moment: "Compared with these things, it seems that Chang'an Lord participated in politics in the court, educated the eldest son, and influenced His Majesty's decision-making. These three matters need to be reported to the Queen Mother.
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There was no one around and there was silence.
Three or two sad words were spoken to the mountain ghosts.
If the eunuch in Tuli could really turn into a mountain ghost, he would surely grab the middle-aged man's ear and shout: "Meng Ao will stand in line to win as a dragon, this matter is the most important thing!"
Meng Mansion.
Meng Tian entered Meng Ao's house.
"Father, are you asleep?"
"Is there someone here again? Either way, no one comes, but when a group comes, who are they?" Meng Ao, who was lying on his side with his back to the door, said dissatisfiedly.
He had already met the eunuch from Yongdi today. He spent a lot of time talking, and there was an evil fire simmering in his heart.
"It's Prime Minister Wang Wan on the right, Prime Minister Wei Zhuang on the left, and Feng Quji, the imperial censor, who want to see the great father."
"Huh?" Meng Ao turned around and said in surprise: "What are these birdmen who don't go to the battlefield looking for me?"
Meng Tian then gave an overview of the question and answer that his foolish brother Meng Yi had with the three people on the palace road today, as well as the dispute between the ministers in the court over the enfeoffment system and Li Si's prefecture and county system.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Just tell me what His Majesty plans to do!" Meng Ao interrupted dissatisfiedly after listening halfway.
"Your Majesty has not yet made a decision."
"Then I will obey His Majesty's decision."
"Father, please wait a moment. I'll invite the three of you over."
"Why did you ask them to come here? When did I say I wanted to see them?" Meng Ao frowned.
Meng Tian hesitated and said: "The three of them are in the court, so they still need to meet, even just once."
"What the hell, why am I seeing three birdmen who have never been on the battlefield? They have no military exploits. What can I say to them? See you!"
"The Meng family cannot be independent from the court." Meng Tian was still trying to persuade Meng Ao.
The old Meng Ao stared at his most proud grandson with tiger eyes, pointed at the sword hanging on the wall, and said angrily: "Qin was defeated with swords, not with words! You
I always focus on those bird people, how can I safely hand over the Meng family to you? I told you, our Meng family can survive only by fighting and loyalty! Don't go with those bird people,
The Meng family only stands in front of His Majesty. The Meng family will be attacked wherever His Majesty directs them. As long as this is done, the Meng family will not fall!"
Meng Tian disagreed with Meng Ao's idea. He believed that the Meng family could not just engage in military affairs. After so many years of fighting, the world was exhausted. If there were not so many wars to fight in the future, where would the Meng family go?
But he didn't say much.
Arguing with an old man who is nearly ninety years old and has been firm in his beliefs for seventy or eighty years. Even if the truth can be said, he must not let the old man change his mind.
"Wei." Meng Tian responded and was about to retreat, lowering his head to think about what to say to appease the three of them.
"I will go to Xianyang Palace to see His Majesty later and ask His Majesty whether he wants a feudal system or a prefecture-county system."
The words coming from behind almost stumbled Meng Tian, who was a highly skilled martial artist.
Meng Tian turned his head, with an expression as if he was kidding me, and said with a wry smile: "So straightforward?"
"Are you still asking a roundabout question?"
"Father, did your grandson do something wrong? Why do you want your grandson to die?" Meng Tian said helplessly: "How can I ask His Majesty what he thinks?"
"How about asking?"
"……will die."
"You birdie, don't play tricks with His Majesty. You will lose whether you win or lose. Don't be afraid of His Majesty's suspicion. Your Majesty is a better wise king than the late King Zhaoxiang, and his mind is much broader than you imagine. If you don't change you
I think you are at most the next Wang Jian."
Wang Jian is the only Chehou and the only one who has been granted a fiefdom. There is nothing wrong with becoming the next Wang Jian.
Meng Tian said in his heart, but he did not dare to say it with his mouth. He coaxed Meng Ao and said, "My grandson knows and will go soon."
Meng Ao kicked Meng Tian in the butt on the bed.
"As soon as you stick your ass out like a bird, I will know that you are going to poop, so you go to the palace to see His Majesty. If you don't dare to ask, I will go and ask myself!"