[Sword Three] Ancestral Dragon, Longjing Tea?

At this moment, Longjing, who had successfully reached Yingzheng's bedroom, didn't know that nearly a hundred people lost their lives just because of his momentary negligence.

And since then, he never eats chicken again in his life.

"Sure enough, Lu Buwei still wants to forge the injustice after all." Ying Zheng smiled as expected.

Longjing suddenly felt that even if Lu Buwei had lived for more than 30 years, he could not compare to the 11-year-old brat in front of him.Uh... But, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that.After all, is this child the future Qin Shihuang?

"Should we expose him!" Longjing said immediately.

"No," Ying Zheng said, "We can only collect evidence that he tampered with the case file. We will take him down in one fell swoop when the time is right."

"Now, I can't," Ying Zheng sighed, "I can only bear it. I don't have any contacts in Qin State, and my father will not give me the opportunity to develop contacts. Not only can I not oppose what Lu Buwei is doing, but I must also agree. , showing the attitude that everything depends on him. Let him feel that he can completely control me."

"Then why don't I write down those who forged the case files, and let them be our witnesses in the future." Longjing suggested.

Ying Zheng nodded: "Quickly, secretly send someone to protect them. If necessary, fake a few deaths. Otherwise, after they successfully forge the fake case, Lu Buwei will definitely not leave anyone alive..."

"What? He's going to kill them!" Longjing was shocked, "Isn't this disregarding human life? It's against the law!"

After he finished speaking, Fang remembered that this was no longer the 21st century.

Here, although there are laws, Lu Buwei already has the power to cover the sky with one hand.

"Let's save them all." Longjing looked at Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng glanced at him: "Don't forget, they are always Lu Buwei's followers, if one is not handled properly, we will be the ones who will die instead."

Longjing argued weakly in his heart.He will not die.

But when he thought of Ying Zheng's fate in the future, he didn't dare to be a trifle anymore-what if he accidentally died young and failed to become Qin Shihuang?

Speaking of it, it is true that he does not want to hurt others, but this kind of unwillingness and reluctance is based on not violating the interests of himself, his relatives, and brothers.

And Ying Zheng was exactly the brother he recognized.

At any rate, he used to be a cynical youth who, because his brother was killed by a villain once, would go all out and immediately add others to vendetta him.

Although he has already recognized that the people in this world are not NPCs but the same kind as him.

"En." Longjing nodded, "You're right. But how can we be sure that the person we're looking for is reliable?"

Ying Zheng smiled softly: "Tomorrow, go to Lu Buwei's mansion again, and I will give you something. You can find a way to stuff it into the hands of those diners tomorrow. Everyone will have a share."

Longjing nodded in agreement without hesitation.But he never thought of it.I went to Lu Buwei's mansion the next day, but saw a lot of people... no, a lot of blood.

"Bury them in the garden." In the dim light of the first quarter moon, Lu Buwei's voice attracted Longjing's attention.

He carefully found a foothold, and just as he hid it, he was taken aback by the inexplicable rusty smell in the air.

After the eyes get used to the light here.He finally saw the corpses on the ground one by one, and those people who were carrying the corpses in groups of two were not the followers who were going to make false records, who were they?

"Light the torch and get rid of it." Lu Buwei said "with great mercy".

"promise."

After a while, the torches were lit, and Longjing could see more clearly—the faces of those people were full of fear and fear.Every leg was trembling.

"Hmph," Lu Buwei glanced at them with satisfaction, "See? This is what happens to those who hide the chicken legs from me. Similarly, if you let me know that any of you have ulterior motives and want to report on the case, This is what will happen to you..."

He spoke very slowly, so slowly that while he was speaking, several people lost control, even staggered and fell on their backs among the corpses.

"Chicken legs." Longjing repeated in a low voice, feeling a sense of foreboding in his heart.

"Hmph! If you dare to throw chicken legs on top of my head to demonstrate, you must be mentally prepared to bear the wrath of my thunder!" Lu Buwei sneered.

Longjing was startled, and almost fell off the eaves.

"Throw the chicken legs on the head..." He stared wide-eyed, looking seriously at the people who died tragically and terrified.Images from yesterday popped up in my mind.

If I had known it earlier, I should have put away the chicken leg, or thrown it away to feed the dog. If I had known it earlier, I would have kept my mouth shut.I should have known...

However, time can no longer be turned back. For a chicken leg, the whole courtyard died tragically.

Longjing clearly saw that the ground under Lu Buwei's feet was stained red with blood...

Yingzheng waited for a long time before he saw Longjing with a dazed expression on his face.

He didn't make a joke, just looked at him with a frown.

He knew that Longjing must have encountered something that made him feel unacceptable.

Is it--

He shook his head: Impossible, forging case records is not so easy, and Lu Buwei will not kill those disciples before they are completed.

So... what would that be?

"Ah Zheng," Longjing said, "I will never eat chicken again."

"What's the matter?" Ying Zheng felt more and more that this was a big deal. You must know that Longjing had already reached the point where he couldn't sleep all day, and he couldn't live without chicken legs.

"I saw a lot of dead people. I've never seen so many..." Longjing trembled. Damn it. But, I accidentally dropped the chicken leg."

His tears fell: "I counted, 83 corpses, the smallest one didn't look taller than me, all died because of the chicken leg I dropped."

Ying Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and he knelt down: "Don't worry, speak slowly and clearly."

In Longjing's narration, Ying Zheng's brows slowly frowned: "I never thought that we would not see each other for a long time. Lu Buwei has become more and more self-willed. This is good news for us. It seems that this time, he can convince his followers The success rate of rebellion is even greater.”

"What are you talking about?" Longjing looked at Ying Zheng, "So, you asked me to explain the whole thing clearly, and this is the conclusion I came to in the end? 83 people! He killed 83 people! We can expose him, Severely punish him! I thought you were going to help me avenge those 83 people, but you, in the end, only said this sentence?!"

"Don't be stupid," Ying Zheng said slowly, "Lu Buwei will definitely be punished severely, but this is not the time..."

"When was that? Let him continue to be arrogant? Let him continue to kill?" Longjing jumped up, "You are very reasonable, we should tolerate him, but the premise is that he will not kill so many innocent people again." People! Otherwise I..."

"Prince? Prince?" The hurried sound of clogs was running over, and the palace man called anxiously, "There seems to be some noise in the prince's room, go and have a look."

Seeing that Longjing wanted to say something, Ying Zheng hurriedly covered his mouth, but the tentacles were all wet, he was taken aback, and lowered his voice: "Are you crying?"

The clogs sounded closer and closer, and the palace man knocked on the door lightly: "Prince? Prince? Are you safe?"

"Get out!" Ying Zheng threw a pottery bowl, "Don't bother me to rest."

"Nuo, Nuo." The palace man immediately fell silent, and listened for a while to confirm that there was no abnormality before slowly leaving.

"Keep your voice down, or everyone in the palace will know." Ying Zheng pressed against Longjing's ear and said softly.

Longjing felt a piece of damp heat passing by his ears, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he nodded.

Ying Zheng felt his movement and Fang let go.

"You have to know that my father believes in Lu Buwei, and I have no foundation. If you report him now, even if you succeed, it will be nothing more than a salary penalty and demoted official. My father will still trust him and reuse him. On the contrary, we will do it ourselves. Fold it in." Ying Zheng said in a low voice.

"But, how long do we have to wait?" Longjing asked, "Your father is only 33 years old this year, and Lu Buwei is seven years older than him. Perhaps, by the time you are supposed to be the King of Qin, Lu Buwei will have already died of old age."

He hesitated for a while, and finally said something that had been buried in his heart for a long time, something that didn't fit his usual image: "Ah Zheng, your father has only been on the throne for less than a year now. Qin is about to start reform. Two years from now? Three years from now? Twenty years from now? There is already a vague tendency of annexation among countries. Ah Zheng, how far do you think Qin can go if this continues?"

The room was silent, save for the sound of the breathing of the two of them.

After a long time, Longjing had already regretted saying this, and when he had already begun to nod his head like a cat, he heard a sigh: "Even you have seen through the situation in front of you, why can't Father see through it."

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