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When Yingzheng decided to hold the crowning ceremony in Yongcheng, it was doomed to set off a bloodbath. The rumors all over the city on the first day were just the beginning, and the seemingly tense and lively preparations for the ceremony were full of murderous intentions.

"Grand Lu," Lu Buwei's butler looked worried at the large amount of information in Lu Buwei's hands, "This is not right."

There is no free pie in the world, and there must be something wrong with them suddenly getting so much information these days.

Lu Buwei is already gray-haired, but unexpectedly, he is in good spirits. The housekeeper's worry only made him raise his eyelids, and then he lowered his head to study intently: "The old man knows."

The housekeeper who was about to say something was a bit stunned, but what did Lu Buwei call himself just now?old man?

Lu Buwei didn't seem to realize the steward's pause. After thinking for a while, Lu Buwei asked: "There are two days until the king's crown ceremony..."

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be asking something.

Speaking of this incident, the housekeeper felt guilty. Speaking of which, they were not ready to give Ying Zheng a coming-of-age ceremony. These days, Lu Buwei has been collecting and paying attention to things about Lai Ai. Even if the housekeeper reminded Lu Buwei, the other party just said "uh" With a sound, the butler had no choice but to procrastinate day by day. Now that Lu Buwei finally mentioned this matter, the butler hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes, the old slave has already prepared everything, but I don't know what to congratulate the king, I don't know Lu Gong..."

Lu Buwei waved his hand, and the butler closed his mouth tactfully, but then watched as Lu Buwei easily wrote down two names on the paper, and handed them to him.

"Hand in this paper."

The butler opened his eyes wide in disbelief, Mr. Lu, are you kidding me?Just such a piece of paper, can you get it out?If you really don't know what to give, we can just throw money at it!

However, the butler didn't dare to say this, because when he was in a daze, Lu Buwei had already lay down on the couch and signaled for the butler to go out, without any sense of joking.

The butler looked down at the thin piece of paper in his hand, gritted his teeth, and turned to go out. Mr. Lu had a reason, he just had to follow it.

One piece of paper is just one piece of paper, and it is still a handy gift if you wrap it well!Take out the most beautiful box in the storeroom, and spread it with the brightest and softest silk, so that the paper inside looks more and more shabby...

The butler twitched his face, then wiped his face, and resolutely went out to Qinian Palace. He absolutely had to send it to the storehouse with his own hands, and absolutely no one could see the contents inside!

It was already dusk when the butler went out, there were hardly many people on the road, and he only met two young people along the way. The two looked like good friends, but for some reason, the butler felt that one of them was very familiar, which made him feel much more familiar. Take a look, and then continue to hurry towards Qi Nian Palace.

The butler felt right, because that person was Mo Dou.

In fact, it is reasonable to say that the housekeeper should be familiar with the ink fountain and can't be more familiar with it, but the problem is that the ink fountain is hidden too deep, or it is too homely. Except for the one-time encounter, the two are at most just through paper. The words above understand each other.

"Adou, what's the matter, what's wrong with that man?" Mao Jiao looked along Mo Dou suspiciously, only saw an uncle hurrying with a box in his hand, then remembered something, and instantly became excited, "That man is Thief?!"

Mo Dou held Mao Jiao dumbfounded, "No, it's just looking at Mian Shan."

And it feels like something terrible has happened...

Mao Jiao was immediately discouraged: "Forget it, but Ah Dou is going back?"

His new friend is good, well-informed, generous, and able to show him many novel things, but he is too timid, afraid of the dark, and must go home before dark, and the other party seems to be hiding something mind...

Mo Dou twitched his lips: "You must be saying that I am timid and afraid of the dark again... Forget it, how about I play with you tonight?"

Mao Jiao looked skeptical: "Really?"

Mo Dou nodded and agreed: "Really."

Ying Zheng came back late these days, so he could spend a little longer.

……

In Qinian Palace.

The warehouse where the gift was stored was wide open, and the people inside formed two forces, one of which was domineering, while the other bowed respectfully. The butler paused as he walked towards the warehouse, feeling as if he had come at an inopportune time.

The butler felt that there was probably something wrong with his eyes, otherwise why did he look so familiar with the back of that aggressive person?

However, this time, the butler quickly knew who the other party was, because the other party noticed the butler's movement, turned around and glanced at him, and then quickly started to provoke the butler as if he had touched some switch: "Lu Buwei The housekeeper? It’s been a long time, is this here to give a gift?”

It was Lao Ai, the white-eyed wolf Lao Ai who was carried up by his family Lu Gong.

The housekeeper tightened his hand holding the box, and said with a embarrassed smile: "This old servant has seen Chang Xinhou."

The person who used to control his daily life now humbly smiled at him, and Lao Ai felt more and more proud. The steward's sense of time and affairs made Lao Ai very useful. It became more and more obtrusive.

So Lao Ai let go of Lu Buwei's small box for the time being, and turned her attention to the wine box placed on the top.

Cure all diseases, prolong life...

The rumor was started by Lai Ai from the beginning, the lower the reputation of Ying Zheng, the easier it is for him to rise to power, but just like a lie will become the truth after repeated a thousand times, Lai Ai spread the word and she began to believe it The description of wine at the beginning: "Clear as crystal, pure as orchid, mellow but not intoxicating, drinking it can relieve thousands of worries and enjoy eternal happiness."

Especially after Yingzheng confirmed the existence of wine, Lao Ai became more and more obsessed with the following rumors-he wanted to get this, especially as the time for his mutiny approached, his heart became more and more eager to move.

Rather than saying that Lao Ai wants to taste the taste of wine, it is better to say that he wants to taste the taste of power.

Now he couldn't bear it anymore, anyway, he would succeed tomorrow, so why should he be more patient at this time?

With that in mind, he ordered his subordinates to capture the helpless attendant, throw off the servant who wanted to be courteous, and reached out to open the wooden box himself.

Lao Ai's hands trembled slightly, he opened the wine bottle carefully, and the smell of alcohol gushed out all of a sudden, yes, the smell of the wine alone is so special, so what if it is normal?

He was excited and frightened, and a voice in his heart told him he shouldn't be like this, but when the eyes of the people around him were looking at him, Lai Ai couldn't control it anymore, and he suddenly poured a big gulp of wine into his mouth ...

It's so bad!

Lao Ai tried hard to hold back his desire to cough. To be honest, he regretted it a bit. Who spread the rumors?Can this stuff be drunk?

Lao Ai started to retreat in his heart, but when he saw the people around him, he gritted his teeth, he couldn't just retreat like this, otherwise what would he lose face?So he put the second and third mouthfuls into his own mouth...

The wine bottle gradually bottomed out, and as Lao Ai drank the last burp, a strange feeling rose in his heart.

The cool glass bottle stimulated his nerves, and the desire in his heart gradually expanded. Lai Ai turned her head in the direction of the butler drunkenly, and saw him in a daze as if she saw a Lu Buwei prostrate on the ground...Lao Ai held the wine bottle After scanning the people around, they all lowered their heads in fear. For a moment, Lai Ai suddenly felt like a king holding a national seal!

Lai Ai's heart began to ecstasy, and the last bit of fear dissipated in the drunkenness, so what about Ying Zheng?He hasn't drunk his grown-up wine yet!Didn't he sleep with his mother!

He excitedly said to the mourning attendant: "Why are you crying? Didn't you just drink the king's wine... I am the false father of King Qin! Hahahaha!"

Then he was puzzled to find that those people did not show any comforting expressions to him, on the contrary, they showed terrified expressions—not to him, but to the sky.

Lai Ai turned her head crookedly to the sky outside the door. At this moment, a bright white star with a huge tail was slowly crossing the night sky that had just darkened, as if it was foretelling something, and then quickly disappeared from people's sight...

Most of Lao Ai's wine sobered up in an instant, and the drink that he had just swallowed down turned into cold sweat running down his back.

Whose failure does the appearance of this comet herald...Ying Zheng or him?

……

Almost everyone panicked when they saw shooting stars, including Mao Jiao. Mao Jiao always felt that he was very courageous, but when he saw the shooting stars at night, he also gasped. He instantly thought of the time when he first came to Yongcheng. The picture he saw... He was as bold as Mao Jiao, and his heart began to feel empty, so should he get involved in this matter?

"Brother Mao," Mo Dou suddenly grabbed Mao Jiao's hand anxiously, successfully calling Mao Jiao out of his thoughts, "I have to go back first."

By the way, Mao Jiao almost forgot that he had a cowardly friend. He quickly turned his head to comfort his little friend, but found that the other party didn't seem to need comfort. Apart from anxiety, Mao Jiao couldn't tell Any other emotions... maybe a little excitement?

Mao Jiao silently put an unfathomable label on Mo Dou, then nodded in agreement: "Okay, it's time to go."

The two of them walked very fast. Originally, there was no one on the street because it was close to the curfew. Now it was even more quiet and weird. Mo Dou quickly returned to the place. Uncle Niu was already waiting for him. Uncle Niu saw Mo Dou and let go He breathed a sigh of relief, and said nervously: "Young master is finally back, next time please make sure to let the old slave follow."

If it weren't for Ying Zheng's trust in Mo Dou, Uncle Niu would have asked to accompany Mo Dou long ago.

Mo Dou shook his hand: "No need, I won't go outside to play anymore."

Then he plunged into his luggage and searched for something. Seeing this, Uncle Niu had no choice but to shut up and stand aside, watching Mo Dou search here and there.

Mo Dou didn't have many things, and his purpose was very clear, so he found it quickly.

What Mo Dou is looking for is a book, which records the time and place where Halley's Comet appeared in history. Thanks to Ying Zheng for his cooperation with the Qianjin Pavilion, he put all the historical materials of Qin into it and compiled it into a paper book , so that the ink fountain can collect and record this astronomical wonder very conveniently.

Maybe Ying Zheng just wanted to let the history of Qin pass on better, but it really helped Mo Dou a lot, and now it's time for Mo Dou to repay Ying Zheng.

Guessing that Ying Zheng might stay up all night, Mo Dou directly handed the things to Uncle Niu and said, "Give this book to the king."

Many things, people are afraid of it just because they are unknown, so when people discover this rule, they will no longer be too afraid, such as the comet that will appear in 76... Mo Dou believes that Ying Zheng will understand what this data means.

Mo Dou didn't believe in the wrong person. On the second day, when everyone was in danger and thought that Ying Zheng had postponed the coronation ceremony to avoid suspicion, King Qin announced that the coronation ceremony would be held as scheduled.

In this way, there is only one day left before the crowning ceremony...