Descendants of Daoism of Daqin

in the inner hall.

Taking off the imperial clothes and the imperial crown, wearing white clothes, with a little white hair mixed with the long black hair scattered behind his back, Shihuang stood in front of a miniature version of the Great Wall, his eyes were dark, and he was not angry. Prestige, every move of his hands and feet carries the majesty of an emperor that makes the world terrified.

At this moment, the servant's soft voice came from outside the door:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Fusu has urgent news and sent someone to expedite it for [-] miles. Have you checked it?"

"Fu Su?" Ying Zheng glanced slightly, "Send it in."

"Yes."

The door opened, and a servant walked up to Ying Zheng respectfully holding a red dragon scroll in both hands.

"The Red Dragon Scroll?" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the Red Dragon Scroll, a little surprised.

Then he reached out to pick it up, spread his hands, and his eyes fell on it. At first glance, he saw Fusu's handwriting. As he continued to look, Ying Zheng's more majestic face gradually changed.

Waiting to see that Mr. Su Ying led Huang Quan to fight with the Yin Yang family, Yin Yang was defeated, and Dong Huangtai died. ", the shock on Ying Zheng's face flashed, but it was only for a moment.

After reading all of them, Ying Zheng patted the scroll on the desk beside him, and the sound was so loud that the inner gaze on the side fell to his knees in fright.

"What a yin and yang family, what a hell." Ying Zheng said with anger in his eyes.

It is not only the fire of yin and yang's family yang to deceive the upper and lower, but also the fire of Huang Quan's private dealing with the net to kill Zhao Gao.

There is also anger at what Su Ying did.

"First you rescued those Mohist rebels, and now you are dealing with Luowang and Yinyang family. Su Ying, what do you want to do? Do you really want to go to those rebels and fight against the Empire and me?" Ying Zheng slapped the desk and asked angrily.

He knew the importance of Su Yinglai better than anyone else. In Yingzheng's mind, he even felt that ten Tianzong Taoists who were number one in hermitism were not as important as one Su Yinglai.

But this was not the main reason for Ying Zheng's anger. What was more important was the feeling of being betrayed. For him, Su Ying was his first and only friend after Han Fei's death.

Gai Nie back then counted as half. .

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"You go down first." Ying Zheng glanced at the trembling servant kneeling beside him and said.

"Yes Yes."

The door closed with a creaking sound, and the last gust of wind that came in shook the candle, but that was all, a little weak.

Ying Zheng was the only one left in the house.

The next day.

An attendant from Xianyang Palace arrived at Zilanxuan, and ~ came to Chen Ping.

"Your Majesty asked me to enter the palace?" Chen Ping looked at the servant in front of him with some surprise.

Chen Ping was dressed in black, with a tall and straight figure and a very handsome face. His dark skin caused by the scorching sun in the Western Regions had become fair again during these days, making him look even more handsome. , temperament and conversation, there is almost no young man in Xianyang City who can match him, even some high-ranking officials and celebrities appreciate him, and his majesty the emperor invites him to the palace from time to time. According to insiders in the palace, Mr. Chen Ping and His Majesty the Emperor also chatted happily.

All in all, the current Chen Ping is undoubtedly the most shining star in Xianyang City.

Especially in the eyes of the women in Xianyang, it is even more dazzling.

Although they are women, in order to see Chen Ping, they also contributed a lot of gold and silver income to Zi Lanxuan.

"Yes, Your Majesty ordered me to invite Mr. Chen Ping to meet you in the palace. The carriage is ready." The young servant stood in front of Chen Ping and said respectfully. A carriage with the palace logo was parked in Zilan Xuan door.

There are already many people around to watch.

"Okay, wait for me for a moment." Chen Ping said to him.

"Please hurry up, sir, don't make His Majesty wait too long." Then the servant said.

"That's natural." Chen Ping smiled, turned and walked back to Zilan Pavilion.

In less than a moment, he came out, got into the carriage, and headed towards Xianyang Palace under the admiring eyes of some passers-by.

The sun shone warmly into Xianyang Palace.

In the corridor of the courtyard full of exotic flowers and plants, Ying Zheng, who was wearing an imperial costume and a crown, walked in front, and Chen Ping, who was dressed in black, walked behind.

"Your Majesty asked Chen Ping today for some reason?"

Chen Ping asked.

"I want to ask you, do you already know what your lord did in Sanghai?"

Ying Zheng didn't even answer.

Chen Ping smiled, shook his head and said:

"Chen Ping hasn't received any news from your lord, but he can probably guess what happened."

Ying Zheng stopped, glanced back at him and said:

"It seems that he planned to deal with the Yin Yang family a long time ago."

Chen Ping cupped his hands and said, "That's true, but your lord has absolutely no intention of becoming an enemy of the empire, otherwise you wouldn't have kept Zi Lanxuan and his wives, who have a huge foundation, in Qin."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng's expression softened slightly, he nodded slightly and said:

"If it weren't for that, how could I summon you."

The two continued to walk forward, one behind the other.