Great Qin: A three-year-old brat, Qin Shihuang's life was extended at the beginning!
78 A father and son working together could cut through gold!

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Moving two thousand miles meant that he was exiled two thousand miles!

What kind of concept was this?

From Xianyang, they were almost at Lingnan.

No matter what, Xi Yimu, this young elite of the Xi clan, would no longer have any future to speak of.

Whatever high position or title, it had nothing to do with him.

What he needed to think about now was how to live a more comfortable life in exile so that he would not die halfway.

When the elders of the Xi Clan heard Brother Zheng's order, their vision went black.

Everyone was stunned by Brother Zheng's indiscriminate attack.

However, they soon came back to their senses.

A hint of ruthlessness flashed across Bai Chen's eyes.

Tianxia Bookstore seemed to be a small matter, but in fact, it was related to the interests of these dignitaries. It was even a big problem that concerned their survival.

Bai Chen was clear in his heart that if he did not withstand the pressure this time and say out their appeal, but was easily suppressed by Brother Zheng.

It would not be so easy for him to make a comeback in the future.

In this matter, had the Meng, Xi, and Bai families not suffered enough?

Back then, Shang Yang also used the same method of boiling frogs in warm water to deal with the three clans.

By the time they reacted, even if they closed the door and refused to accept orders, it did not change the final outcome.

This kind of thing had to be decisive. Otherwise, it would not succeed at all.

Thinking up to here, Bai Chen raised his head once more and was about to step forward.

However, he was pulled back by a member of the Bai family beside him.

The other party shook his head gently at him and gestured for him to look around.

Bai Chen looked around and immediately felt his vision turn black.

The people who were standing on the same side as him just now actually lowered their heads one by one, not daring to make the slightest sound.

Even the elders of the Xi clan, who had been punished in the end, looked down and did not dare to make a sound.

"What, do you have a problem with that?"

At this moment, Brother Zheng's dignified voice came from the high platform.

Bai Chen raised his head. When he saw Brother Zheng's ice-cold eyes, his heart trembled too and he suddenly lowered his head.

Only at this time did Bai Chen realize how laughable his thoughts were.

The one standing on it now was the Ancestral Dragon who swept across the eight desolates and unified the six directions!

Facing him, no matter how strong his willpower was, it was all nonsense.

If the Ancestral Dragon was angry, who in the world would dare to object?

He could have it, but he didn't dare to!

For a moment, the hall was silent. There was no longer the lively scene of the ministers attacking the World Bookstore.

……

At the entrance of the bookstore, the situation was still in a stalemate.

The long saber in Xiyimu's hand was placed on Zhao Yan's shoulder.

Zhao Yan was only a three-year-old child, and the broad saber was almost as tall as half of his head.

Moreover, her body was young and her skin was soft and tender.

If the sharp saber moved even a little, it would definitely open a bloody wound on his neck.

However, Xiyimu did not dare to make any strange movements.

Putting everything else aside, the child in front of him was really too calm!

He was so calm that even Xiyimu was shocked!

The longer the confrontation went on, the more Xiyimu was unable to figure out what Zhao Yan was relying on.

If he only relied on Princess Yang Zi and Wang Yan to back him up, then this simply didn't make sense.

Ying Yinman was only a princess after all. Even though she was doted on by brother Zheng, she was still a noble with no power or influence.

Wang Yan was only able to suppress the little female demon heads of the various silkpants in Xianyang by relying on her family background. Her prestige was only limited to the struggle between the children of noble families.

But now, the dignitaries were besieging the World Bookstore.

Even a blind person could tell that these people had their parents backing them up.

Since the person behind them had stepped forward, this matter was definitely not limited to ordinary fights between rich playboys.

At this level, Ying Yinman and Wang Yan's power alone was not enough to cover the entire World Bookstore!

If it was because Zhao Yan was too young and did not know what was going on…

Xiyimu was the first to express his disbelief!

Young?

Which three-year-old devilish child could face so many people without batting an eyelid? Moreover, his attack was so vicious that he could end his descendants.

Not to mention, his words and actions seemed arrogant, but they were just right.

Today, Xiyimu brought a group of bailiffs over.

From an ordinary person's point of view, the bailiffs were just a bunch of people who had a hard time. When the rich and powerful caused trouble, they would beat them up as they pleased.

At most, he would be fined some money after the incident. It would not hurt.

However, after Zhao Yan came over today, he gave a clear order to capture those silkpants and beat them to death. However, he did not even touch the bailiffs with knives.

What did this mean?

This meant that Zhao Yan wasn't afraid of the nobles behind these silkpants. Instead, he was afraid of the power of the imperial court represented by the bailiffs.

He believed that if he beat up the silkpants, even if he had to make them lose their lives, nothing would happen to him.

But he didn't want to be caught and made a fuss because he beat up the bailiff.

You're telling me that this is just a three-year-old child?

Who are you lying to!

Therefore, Xiyimu felt as if he was being roasted on a fire.

What was even more ridiculous was that the person who had lifted him up was himself!

Xiyimu didn't dare to move his hand that was holding the knife.

He had a strong premonition that if he were to move and leave any wound on Zhao Yan's body, he would be in for a great disaster!

In the distance, the sounds of discussion from the crowd could be heard.

The old Qin people in Guanzhong were all born with loud voices.

When these people were watching the show, they never avoided pointing and gossiping. The volume of their voices was simply unrestrained.

"Who is this? A group of adults bullying a two or three-year-old child?”

"Keep your voice down. These people are all descendants of famous people in Guanzhong.”

"What more eggs do you have after becoming a noble? Bullying a child in public, how shameless!”

During this period, there were many women who were full of motherly love and all kinds of unbearable curses.

The mental and physical pressure made him feel overwhelmed.

"Do you understand? Do it or get lost!"

Zhao Yan looked at Xiyimu and said softly.

His neck was being stabbed by a long knife, but there was not the slightest hint of nervousness on his small face. It was as if Xiyimu was playing some fun game with him.

Of course, Zhao Yan had nothing to be afraid of!

After experiencing the cleansing of his muscles and bones, his body was strengthened by his bronze tendons and iron bones. Whether it was his tankness or agility, they were almost all maxed out.

Xiyimu wasn't a person with strong martial arts skills. Even if he really lost his mind and wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be able to do so.

Zhao Yan was confident that he would be able to escape unscathed.

Even if he really couldn't escape, he still had the Teleportation Scroll as his trump card.

What was he afraid of!

At this moment, a commotion suddenly came from outside the crowd.

In the blink of an eye, the people who were chattering and watching earlier were all as quiet as cicadas in winter. They were as obedient as quails.

At the same time, the crowd automatically opened up a path.

A group of black-robed swordsmen followed the passage and rushed over.

Black Ice Platform, Iron Eagle Swordsman!

The Black Ice Platform was responsible for supervising the world.

The tens of thousands of Iron Eagle Swordsmen under Dun Ruo were all powerful swordsmen who could fight against a hundred people.

Although they had powerful martial arts, the Iron Eagle Swordsmen rarely appeared in front of ordinary people.

It was extremely rare for hundreds of Iron Eagle Swordsmen to act together, and the commander of the Black Ice Platform, Dun Ruo, to appear directly.

"Protect the Little Lord!"

Dun Ruo shouted.

In an instant, hundreds of Iron Eagle Swordsmen had cleared Zhao Yan's surroundings.

These people wouldn't care about their identities as yamen runners or silkpants.

Those who could not run away in time were all beaten to a pulp by their scabbards.

For a moment, the screams of crying for their parents resounded through the sky.

Dun Ruo walked in front of Xiyimu and lifted his leg to kick the crook of his leg, causing him to kneel on the ground.

The other silkpants also received the same treatment.

Not long after, a large group of silkpants knelt down in front of Zhao Yan.

"Little Lord, His Majesty has ordered that you will decide how to deal with today's matter!”

"Young Master Gong?"

With just one sentence, Xiyimu, who was holding his sword, felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

In this era, not everyone could use the adjective 'young master'!

Young Master! This meant that!

This was the Emperor's child!

In other words, he was facing the prince with his sword! He was the son of the First Emperor!

Although no one knew when the First Emperor had a son!

But Dun Ruo's words couldn't be faked!

As the First Emperor's personal eagle hound, Dun Ruo would never make such a low-level mistake!

" He, he is actually Young Master?"

Xiyimu looked at Dun Ruo, but no one paid attention to him!

Zhao Yan looked at Dun Ruo with a faint smile. He was still in conflict with Brother Zheng!

At the end of the day, Zhao Yan definitely had some resentment towards Brother Zheng.

He didn't care about himself, but he felt that it wasn't worth it for his mother.

Because Brother Zheng's previous actions made him feel that it was an insult to his mother's hard work for three years.

However, the arrival of Dun Ruo this time made Zhao Yan's heart feel inexplicably warm.

No matter how much Brother Zheng cared about his face, he could not bring himself to apologize to his child.

However, his protection of her could not be faked!

If Dun dared to say such words, it meant that Brother Zheng was prepared to poke a hole in the sky.

Although he was the emperor, and the first emperor whose personal prestige shook the world, he could not do things without scruples.

Zhao Yan's heart warmed slightly.

He looked at Dun Ruo, a naive smile on his fair and tender face with some baby fat.

"What if I want them all to die? These people are too annoying. They come to my bookstore every three to five days to cause trouble. I'll kill them all and end it all.”

When Zhao Yan finished speaking, Xiyimu and all the other dignitaries present were completely stunned!

Now, the nature was completely different. He was facing a noble with a sword!

The two of them did not deliberately control their volume.

Therefore, the group of silkpants who were kneeling five feet away heard his words clearly.

Everyone's expression froze, and then they all revealed a look of fear.

Even Xiyimu, who had always thought highly of himself and was relatively calm after the arrival of the Black Ice Platform, could not help but reveal a look of fear on his face.

If it were anyone else, they would say that they would kill all of them!

Even if Dun Ruo said so himself, Xiyimu was not afraid.

The Great Qin Empire was founded on laws and rules.

These people were all descendants of the nobility and behind them stood half of the nobility.

If he wanted to kill all of them, he must have gone crazy, right?

However, there were some words that adults could not intimidate at all.

However, it was different when a three-year-old child said it.

What rules are you talking about with a three-year-old child?

The First Emperor had sent Dun Ruo to protect Zhao Yan!

Everyone looked at Dun Ruo eagerly.

You won't really agree to such a ridiculous request, will you? No way!

However, what Dun Ruo said next made many people wet their pants.

"I wonder if Little Lord wants to behead them, cut them in half, or hang them to death? It's not like we can't do something more troublesome!”

This time, it was Zhao Yan's turn to be surprised.

Are you serious?

However, Dun Ruo's eyes were extremely firm and only revealed one meaning.

Today, whatever the young master says, I will do it. I am just a tool. No matter what decision you make, I will definitely carry it out!

It seemed that Brother Zheng had really invested a lot this time!

Zhao Yan suddenly grinned and said,"I was joking. I'm just a child. Fighting and killing are too scary…"

Zhao Yan knew very well that a single word from him could bring down the heads of the hundreds of dignitaries present!

He believed that the First Emperor had the ability to do so!

It's just that Brother Zheng's reputation is already not good

If it was just to vent their anger, there was no need to do so. After all, behind this group of nobles were a large number of people that Great Qin could not afford to lose!

He turned his head and looked at Xiyimu, but said to Dun Ruo,

"Just do what needs to be done!"

Dunruo nodded and suddenly waved his hand.

"Take him away!"

In the blink of an eye, the group of silkpants were all picked up by the Iron Eagle Swordsmen who were like wolves and tigers.

After the shock just now, many people did not have the strength to stand on their own. They were almost dragged away.

"His Majesty has ordered Xiyimu to move two thousand miles immediately!”

Instantly, Xiyimu's face turned ashen.

He wasn't an idiot. The conversation between Zhao Yan and Dun Ruo, as well as Brother Zheng's punishment for him, was enough to explain too many problems.

Xiyimu didn't react even when he was lifted up by the Iron Eagle Swordsman.

Before he left, he turned to look at Zhao Yan and laughed bitterly.

"We were wrong, we were all wrong…The clan is old and muddle-headed!”

No matter what, now that things had come to this, Xiyimu no longer had the mood to think about the future of the Xi clan.

After today's matter, this group of silkpants had come with their heads held high and their auras full.

He was like a prodigal dog, looking at him made people feel terrified.

In the eyes of the surrounding commoners, it was a very satisfying farce.

However, not many people knew about the undercurrents in the royal court and Brother Zheng's rarely seen powerful suppression in recent years.

Zhao Yan, who was in the middle of the storm, was also too lazy to think about these things.

To him, the silkpants coming to the bookstore to cause trouble was at most a change in his life. This group of nobles could be considered to have hit the muzzle of a gun. Zhao Yan and Brother Zheng had a conflict, and both of them were in a bad mood!

No one expected Brother Zheng to make such a big fuss over a child, but who asked this child to be the first emperor's son!

Ding! Father and son are of one mind, and their sharp edge can cut through gold. You cooperated with Zu Long and crushed the evil hand that Xun Gui had extended to the bookstore. You will be rewarded with 500 grams of top-grade Da Hong Pao!

The system's reward sounded in his mind.

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