As the cold wind of early winter blew past, the already majestic Xianyang Palace became colder and more somber than usual.
However, in a small courtyard on the southwest side of Xianyang Palace, dozens of young and beautiful palace maids were busy working.
In the middle of the courtyard, a handsome young man who was sixteen years old was leisurely lying on a rocking chair. He held a roll of bamboo slips in his hand and had a serious expression.
His perfect figure and handsome face attracted the attention of the palace maids from time to time. Then, they laughed shyly and timidly.
"My Four Heavenly Emperors, how can there be such a handsome man in the world!”
"That's right, that's right. Not only does it look good, but it also has a heart of seven orifices. This wine brewed by Young Master, I'll get drunk just by smelling it!”
"Not only this wine, but the soap, brush, mosquito coil, and so on that young master developed previously, which one of them isn't a good item that others can't think of even if they racked their brains?”
"No matter how outstanding he is, he's not someone we can covet. He's the third young master of Great Qin, and we're just ordinary female officials. It's already a blessing for us to be able to take a look at him from afar!”
"It's a pity that Young Master is so engrossed in business that he doesn't study literature or martial arts. As a result, the Queen, Empress Dowager, and the two madams don't like Young Master. Up until now, they haven't been able to have their own mansion. Sigh ~"
"Shh ~ Don't talk about this kind of secret in the palace. Completing Young Master's mission as soon as possible is the proper business!”
It was only when a slightly older female official spoke that the palace maids finally restrained themselves a little. Although they still glanced at Ying Qian from time to time, they became more and more focused on the work at hand.
Ying Qian curled his lips when he heard the laughter.
"Zhao Ji and the others like it?"
"Can it be eaten?"
"After Brother Zheng takes over the government, these old people will all die!”
"What's the use if they like it? Let me die faster?"
He casually mentioned the future not because Ying Qian had been enlightened by Immortal Meng, but because Ying Qian was a transmigrator!
It was only half a year ago that Ying Qian finally awakened his memories of his previous life and understood his situation.
Even though becoming Great Qin's Third Young Master seemed like a glorious thing, it was not a good thing for Ying Qian.
After all, Ying Qian didn't even have the chance to appear in the official history!
Fortunately, a system had awakened along with his memories.
Unfortunately, Ying Qian had yet to complete the system's novice mission.
Thinking of this, Ying Qian couldn't help but grit his teeth.
"Earn 1,000 Gold!"
"Do you know how much 1,000 Gold is worth?”
"The current national bounty is only 100 gold coins. With a family of 10,000 gold coins, it's enough to be the richest in some countries!”
"Whose system's first mission is so f * cking ridiculous!”
A thousand gold coins was equivalent to a thousand catties of gold.
If it wasn't for Ying Qian's noble background, he wouldn't have been able to keep such a large amount of wealth in this era where farming was valued more than business!
"Fortunately, as Great Qin's Third Young Master, even though doing business will be looked down upon by others, it will be much smoother than ordinary people.”
"Counting the days, I should be able to complete this mission in these two days.”
Ying Qian couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile when he thought of the first system mission that was about to be completed.
"I wonder what kind of reward the system will give for such a difficult mission.”
"If the reward is trash, I should just throw this system away as soon as possible!”
"Third Young Master!"
Just as Ying Qian was thinking about what kind of mission reward he might get, a shout sounded not far away.
Ying Qian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a eunuch running towards him with a sorrowful expression.
"Third Young Master."
"Second Young Master, we've returned to the palace!"
At the same time, a desolate horn sounded throughout Xianyang City, announcing the death of a royal child to all the people of Xianyang.
Hearing the sound of the horn, the smile on Ying Qian's face immediately turned solemn.
"Where is second brother? Quickly bring me there!"
Following the eunuch, Ying Qian quickly arrived at the palace gate of Xianyang Palace. He saw Ying Zheng, who was tall and strong, standing at the entrance of the palace gate, wearing a black imperial robe.
However, half a step to the left of Ying Zheng stood a man in black court robes.
That person was Lu Buwei!
"Third brother!"
Seeing Ying Qian rushing over from afar, Ying Zheng forced himself to open his mouth and called Ying Qian to stand beside him with a hoarse voice.
"Come with me to send second brother on his last journey.”
"Good!"
Ying Qian agreed immediately, standing side by side with Ying Zheng, looking out of the palace gate.
Everywhere he looked, it was plain white.
The coffin carrying Cheng Jiao's body was carried by sixteen strong men as they slowly walked towards the palace gate.
Looking at the broken flag with the word 'Ying' on it, and then looking at the group of soldiers who were being escorted behind the coffin, Ying Zheng finally could not help but cry out in grief.
"Second brother!"
"Your Majesty!"
Lu Buwei suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Ying Zheng, who was about to charge forward, as he spoke in a gentle voice.
"I know that Your Majesty cares about brotherhood.”
"However, Ying Chengjiao publicly declared that the king was not the son of the previous king. He even rebelled with Tunliu and wanted to usurp the throne.”
Lu Buwei looked at Ying Zheng seriously and said," Such a traitor is not worthy of Your Majesty's treatment.”
"Otherwise, the people of the world would think that what this thief said was true.”
Ying Zheng looked straight at Lu Buwei with his determined eyes.
"Second brother will never rebel."
Ying Zheng knew very well that since Cheng Jiao had arrived at the garrison, he had no choice but to rebel and create chaos. These were just the killing moves that Lady Zhao and Lao Ai had used against Cheng Jiao!
"But the world won't think that way," Lu Buwei said calmly.”
Ying Zheng clenched his fists tightly in his sleeves.
In the end, he could only bow and cup his hands.”
"Zheng 'er, learn from me."
Lu Buwei nodded happily and then said in a clear voice.
"The matter of Ying Chengjiao rebelling against his superiors has already been concluded.”
"Pass on the order of the King of Qin. Those who cause trouble are not worthy of entering Xianyang Palace again.”
"You can directly drop the coffin outside the city!”
Before Ying Zheng could say anything, the servants carrying the coffin hurriedly bowed.
"Understood!"
Lu Buwei turned to look at Ying Zheng.
"Your Majesty, we still need to discuss how to deal with Ying Cheng Jiao.”
Ying Zheng clenched his hands tightly into fists, then looked at the coffin that had turned into a flood dragon one last time, full of self-blame, and nodded slowly.
"It's all according to Zhongfu's instructions."
"Good." Lu Buwei nodded lightly.
Following behind Lu Buwei, a group of officials stepped into Xianyang Palace and headed toward Qilin Palace.
However, many of the courtiers looked at Ying Zheng and Ying Qian with a hint of mockery in their eyes.
Cheng Jiao was dead.
Next, it was time to swing the butcher's knife at Ying Zheng and Ying Qian!
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