Qin Shi-Zhang Liang's Sacred Conspiracy

"The Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom?" The Moon God frowned slightly, and looked at Zhang Liang suspiciously. There were rumors that Zhao Gao was holding the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom, and when Hu Hai ascended the throne, he also used it to show the world. Could it be that the Jade Seal of the Chuan Kingdom in Hu Hai's hand is fake?

"You have a good idea..." Mrs. Xiang understood what she was thinking when she saw Moon God's thoughtful expression, and said slowly: "The jade seal that His Majesty gave to Zhao Gao was a fake jade seal, Zhao Gao may not be able to see the real jade seal. It’s fake, but... Hu Hai must know that he chose to deceive the world, so ambitious, it’s a pity..."

"Perhaps what you said is right... But how do I know that what you gave me is the truth..." Moon God looked at Zhang Liang thoughtfully. She didn't understand why he made such a move. Why is the treasure that everyone spies on given to her so easily?

"This Great Qin Dynasty is about to perish. This jade seal... what's the use of it? If I really want it, I will come to get it myself in the future..." Zhang Liang's cold eyes seemed to touch the cold winter She stared at Luna.

"Come and pick it up in person? What a big tone..." Luna frowned slightly, and couldn't help thinking secretly. Although he suspected that there was a fraud, he didn't know that Ying Zheng was dead as the three of them said. Otherwise, how could he Handing over the jade seal, which symbolizes the monarch of heaven and earth, to Zhang Liang, regardless of whether it is true or not, if it is true, if it can be handed over to Hu Hai this time, it must be a great achievement, and Mrs. Xiang said it well, the two of them will be in front of them. It is not difficult to take Zhang Liang away.

There was a slight smile on Luna's face, but many thoughts flashed through his mind. He looked at the bloodshot Xinghun in the blink of an eye, and hummed softly: "Since you two are telling the truth, I won't entangle you any more. I hope Mr. Zhang is right, otherwise... the next time we meet, the two masters may not be by Mr.'s side..."

The cold moonlight occasionally sprinkled shallow light from the clouds, and fell on Zhang Liang's expressionless face, which was as white as jade without the slightest trace of blood.

Standing in the desolate alley, Zhang Liang watched the purple figure slowly disappear from his eyes.He knew that Moon God chose to leave because he believed his words and because he was afraid of the strength of Mr. Xiang and Mrs. Xiang.What Luna said was right. See you next time. He may not have such good luck, but at least not now. He still has a long way to go to destroy Qin. He has vowed in his heart that he will get rid of Hu Hai for his own sake. , for the sake of the people, and also for the...dead king...

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One spring starts one year, one autumn ends, one thought is deep in love, and one thought of hatred is extinguished!

Zhang Liang's road to Qin's death is destined to be a long road full of blood.

In June of the second year of Qin II, Liu Bang and Xiang Yu formed an alliance in Nanyang, supported Xiongxin, the grandson of King Huai of Chu, as king, and gathered leaders of rebel armies from all over the country in Nanyang to discuss the plan to destroy Qin. Stand and be king.

In October of the same year, Liu Bang led his army to break through Yaoshan, the throat fortress leading to Xianyang, the capital of Qin Dynasty, and was the first to reach the pass before launching a strong attack.

The autumn wind blows over Zhang Liang's white Confucian clothes, and the swan geese return to the west, and their singing resounds throughout the sky.

This world is no longer the world of Daqin.

The blood-colored setting sun dyed the entire Xianyang into a blush.

The general situation is about to go, the water has capsized, this is the Daqin today.

"Yingzheng... have you seen it?" Zhang Liang stood on the high watchtower with his hands behind his back, looking at the huge Xianyang city gate, corpses were strewn across the field, blood flowed into rivers, and the grass was dyed like blooming Under the setting sun, the wild flowers bloomed coquettishly and charmingly: "Have you seen it? Your Daqin...has...dead..."

Ascending the heights and facing the wind, Zhang Liang looked at each other with his hands behind his back, infinite sadness welled up in Zhang Liang's chest, and his eyes slowly drifted towards the direction of the imperial mausoleum, feeling confused and melancholy.

"Ovary..." When Zhang Liangzheng was silent alone, a deep and mellow voice sounded from behind his ears as warmly as water.

"Xianyang has been breached..." Zhang Liang didn't look back, he knew that it was Yan Lu who had come, and he had been by his side for the past two years, silently letting him do whatever he wanted.

"I saw it..." The setting sun was about to end, Zhang Liang's blurred eyes fell slightly on the flag that had been raised, it was Liu Bang's big flag, Shaoyu... was finally a step behind Liu Bang...

A slight sigh, lightly drifting in the wind, and Zhang Liang's regret, drowned and disappeared amidst the shouts of the soldiers...

Glazed jade tiles, golden palace with red eaves

Zhang Liang suddenly remembered that when he first came to Xianyang Palace, it was also under such a sunset, with mottled red shadows and a breeze blowing his sleeves. On that day, Li Si personally rolled up the car curtain for him. On that day... it made him feel dazed I feel like yesterday...

When Zhang Liang saw Zhao Gao, his dagger was being pulled out of Hu Hai's body.

Listening to Hu Hai muttering to Zhao Gao over and over again: "Why...why...you...betrayed...zhen..."

It was very hard for Hu Hai to speak up and down, but Zhang Liang could tell that Zhao Gao was smiling happily.

In the setting wind and sunset, Zhao Gao's dark clothes made it difficult to see how much blood was stained on his face, but his face could be clearly seen, drop by drop, mixed with tears, dripping on the glazed jade tiles of Xianyang Hall.

Zhao Gao was smiling all the time, the dagger in his hand, dripping blood, filled his whole body, but he didn't seem to see him, until Zhang Liang's figure appeared in front of him...

Hu Hai didn't understand why Zhao Gao would betray him, maybe he was to blame for everything.

His tyranny is even worse than that of Yingzheng. In his three years in power, he destroyed the entire Meng family, cut Li Si in half, slaughtered all his brothers and sisters, killed his father and seized the throne, and buried alive the father who built the imperial mausoleum. All craftsmen are just trying to cover up their wolfish ambitions.

In the July of the first year of Qin II, Hu Hai ordered all the warlocks to be hunted down. So far, the Yin Yang family was destroyed, either died or fled...

The elegy of the soldiers, before the sunset, resounded throughout the corners of Xianyang, like a poignant poem, commemorating a dying dynasty.

Zhao Gao smiled slightly until the last moment of his death. The last words he said to Zhang Liang were: "Please tell your majesty that Zhao Gao will live up to the emperor's orders. If there is an afterlife, he will still be your most loyal one." a dog..."

The blood splashed on Zhang Liang's snow-white clothes, dyeing him in the color of the setting sun, magnificent and seductive.

Zhang Liang didn't have time to tell him that Ying Zheng was dead, seeing the relieved smile on Zhao Gao's mouth, he felt an unspeakable bitterness in his heart.

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I've been really busy recently, and our department is getting busier as the festival approaches!

Tired like mud every day!