Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

Zhang Liang still remembered that when he left Lantian in Wangchuan, the old man once said that Yingzheng recruited men from six countries to build a luxurious palace in Lishan, and named it "Efang Palace".

That day he heard it in his heart, although he was moved, he didn't think much about it, and he followed Ying Zheng all the way, and he didn't mention at all that he was going to come to this place.

When the carriage stopped and turned, Mr. Xiang's deep voice sounded outside the carriage: "Your Majesty, we have arrived..."

As soon as Zhang Liang opened his eyes, he met Ying Zheng's deep eyes, which were as cold as the water of a cold pool, and shot straight at him with a stern light.

When he opened the curtain and stepped out of the carriage, Zhang Liang was still at a loss.It wasn't until the majestic and vast palace came into view that Zhang Liang realized something.

According to folklore, the six kings are completed, the four seas are one, and Shushan Wu and Afang are born.When Zhang Liang first heard this, he thought to himself how much the rumors were based on, but he didn't want to stand in front of him at this moment, so he felt that the rumors were true.

The glazed jade stones covered the huge square, and the Qingmo carriage parked in it was like a drop in the ocean, even smaller than the glazed stones under his feet.Mengtian's golden fire cavalry, all of them holding bronze swords with lowered eyebrows, knelt down from the gate of Afang Palace to fill the entire square.

"Your Majesty...you have counted..." Ying Zhengfu got off the carriage, and saw a figure moving towards him quickly, the movement was very neat, and after he turned around to pick up Zhang Liang from the carriage, the figure had already knelt on him. Wiping tears while crying in front of him: "The servant misses His Majesty all the time..."

"Zhao Gao..." Hearing the tearful cry, Ying Zheng couldn't help but get goosebumps on his back, lest he continue to make noise, Ying Zheng stopped him in time.

"Your Majesty..." Ying Zhengfang prevented Zhao Gao from continuing, Li Si respectfully stepped forward, knelt down and said, "Everything has been arranged according to His Majesty's wishes."

"Hmm..." Ying Zheng nodded in response, glanced at Zhang Liang next to him, couldn't help showing a smile on his face, took Zhang Liang's hand, and walked slowly towards the majestic palace.

Zhang Liang was suddenly grabbed by Ying Zheng, and he wanted to pull back reflexively, but he didn't want the man to hold it very tightly, as if he had expected him to refuse, his subordinates exerted strength, with an overbearing attitude that could not be refused.

"Ovary... This is the last idiotic thing I did for you. For it, I have suffered a lot of infamy. If I can't accompany you to see this place, my heart... is very regretful." Ying Zheng's hand , holding it very tightly, as if wishing to cut off Zhang Liang's hand, holding him in his arms for the rest of his life, unwilling to let go.

Zhang Liang frowned slightly, looking at the kneeling Qin soldiers and the humerus ministers, all of them kept silent, and Ying Zheng's voice was neither loud nor soft, but every word fell into everyone's mind. in people's ears.Zhang Liang already knew that most of the Qin officials were dissatisfied with him. Although he heard Ying Zheng scolding him before, at least he was in the dark, so he didn't have to face those strange eyes and unkindness, but now he was standing in front of everyone in broad daylight. Even though everyone was kneeling on the ground, he always felt like he was in a wolf's den, with killing intent everywhere.

"Your Majesty...you've ruined the common people..." As soon as Zhang Liang raised his head, he saw the palace surrounded by clouds, mountains and mist. Even if he was outside, he could imagine that the scenery inside the palace must be beautiful and unparalleled in the world.

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Lishan Mountain stands tall and majestic, surrounded by smoke and mist, and the strange peaks converge. The Afang Palace is built on it, like a fairy mansion flying from the sky, faintly submerged in the morning light of the mountains.

Zhang Liang followed Yingzheng, stepped into it slowly, and looked at the misty palace, the famous residence of the Immortal Mansion, standing far away, it turned out that jade was the road, the sea of ​​clouds was the pond, and white lotus bloomed everywhere, like the Brahma land of the Buddha Kingdom, Clearly with aura of aura.

Zhang Liang was amazed at the scene in his eyes, and couldn't help but followed Ying Zheng to follow him, stepping up the jade path, and at the gate of January Ya, a person walked up to Ying Zheng, knelt down and said, "Your Majesty... the minister is Zhao. Chinese craftsmen, this garden is modeled after Zhao’s imperial palace, every scene and every object was transported here from Zhao’s country, and nothing has been changed, please Rong Chen and Your Majesty to explain in detail..."

"Hmm..." Ying Zheng nodded without looking back, took Zhang Liang in his hand, walked through the Crescent Gate, and walked inward.

Zhang Liang didn't speak all the way, and was pulled by Ying Zheng, listening along with him.

After passing through the Crescent Gate, the two of them faced the emerald green barrier, which was crystal clear, and amidst the emerald green, there was a purple light.

"Holy Realm Stone..." Ying Zheng blurted out as soon as he caught sight of the purple barrier.

"Your Majesty is right. This is the famous holy land stone of Zhao State. It is said that it was obtained by King Wuling of Zhao State from Xiaohua Mountain in the West Sea. Its quality is as transparent as jade, but it has its own purple light. The light is shining, and although the scene is short-lived, it is like a treasure in the fairy world." Seeing that Ying Zheng knew this thing, the craftsman couldn't help going forward to explain.

In fact, Ying Zheng didn't know that he had been a hostage in the Zhao country for ten years, but he had visited the Zhao country's palace once or twice, and although he had only seen this holy stone once, he still remembered sporadic bits and pieces.

Ying Zheng suddenly remembered the days when he was in Zhao country, and he couldn't help feeling a cold chill in his body. He squeezed Zhang Liang's hand, clenched it unconsciously, and even knit his brows tightly together.

Zhang Liang was listening to the craftsman's explanation, and suddenly felt that Ying Zheng's hand was gradually closing in, which made him feel sore. He looked back at the king who had a sudden change of breath, and knew that he remembered the suffering he had suffered in Zhao when he was young, so he forcibly endured it. He stopped the stabbing pain from his hand, bit his lower lip, and refused to let out a sound.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng came to his senses in an instant. He was surprised that Zhang Liang's breath was stagnant, and hurriedly let go of the strength in his hand. Looking back, seeing Zhang Liang bit his lower lip until it oozes blood, he couldn't help raising his hand in annoyance, covering his lips. Lips, whispered quickly: "I'm sorry..."

sorry?

Zhang Liang's mind went blank. He never thought that these three words would come out of his mouth. It was like a fairy tale. Fortunately, Ying Zheng's voice was very low, and the two were very close, so there was no one else. hear.

The two of them walked forward again, and there was a small path with white stones standing beside it, which looked like ghosts or beasts, criss-crossing and entwined with vines.

Ying Zheng quickly calmed down his hostility, and led Zhang Liang onto the path. Further forward, there was a bamboo bridge with emerald green buildings, verdant trees, and clear streams. Deep in the flowers and trees, there was clear water, gurgling. Going out, there are all kinds of purple bamboos around the small building, only the bamboo building and small bridge are built of green bamboo, and the two colors match each other, just like the holy stone in front of the door, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland.

"Where is this place?" Ying Zheng saw that Zhang Liang stopped suddenly, stopped on the bamboo bridge, looked at the bamboo building in his eyes, thoughtfully, knowing that he must be thinking of the small bamboo building in Lantian, Wangchuan, and felt touched. Can't help but ask.

"Return to Your Majesty... This place is called the Purple Jade Tower, where Princess Yiran from Zhao Kingdom lives..." It was not the craftsman who answered this time, but Li Si.