"That's right!"
"As long as that kid dies, it's hard to say who will become the Crown Prince!”
"Moreover, there are so many people who want to kill him. His Majesty will not suspect our leader!”
"Soldiers are trained for a thousand days, but they are used for a moment!"
"It's time to use those killers!”
Zhao Gao nodded. A fierce look flashed across his pale face.
"Teacher, do you mean to use our people?”
"If the matter is exposed, will they suspect our boss?”
Huhai's eyes flashed with worry.
He had long known that Zhao Gao had a group of killers.
These people usually went around to spy on information and would not carry out assassination missions.
Unless they had no other choice, they would be sent out.
"Don't worry, they are all men of sacrifice!”
"If the assassination mission fails, they will immediately take poison and commit suicide!”
"At that time, even if he dies, he can be used by us!”
Zhao Gao shook his head, a smug look on his face.
"We can use them even if they die?"
Huhai blinked his eyes in confusion.
"That's right! They would disguise themselves as disciples of the scholarly faction before they attempted the assassination.”
"If the government followed the clue of the corpse to investigate, the trouble would be diverted to the head of the scholarly faction!”
"Now, His Majesty is becoming more and more dissatisfied with the Confucians. If we find out that it has something to do with the Confucians, the few Confucians in the court who support Fusu will probably be implicated!”
"At that time, we'll have a good show to watch!”
Zhao Gao took a sip of tea and said confidently.
"Wonderful!"
"This plan is wonderful!"
"If only I could get rid of that trash Ying Ziye and my big brother Fu Su!”
"Don't worry, one by one. I have my own ideas!”
……
"Your Highness, the 100,000 mu of fertile land has been selected. It's outside Xianyang City!”
In the Ninth Prince's residence, Ying Ziye had just finished his afternoon nap when Meng Yi walked in.
"In that case, this Young Master already has a piece of land?”
Hearing what he said, Ying Ziye suddenly became interested.
There were still tens of thousands of acres of crops stored in the system space. As long as he had his own fief, he could produce them.
Moreover, it was materialized in a mature state. There was no need to wait at all.
"His Majesty has issued an edict. Of course, it is considered His Highness's fief!”
Meng Yi nodded. Then, as if he had thought of something, he handed over the Tianwen Sword in his hand with a dejected expression." By the way, Your Highness, just now, the internal historian of the grain said that a million taels of gold have been sent to the treasury. It seems that there is no chance to kill Zhao Gao this time!”
"He sent it over so quickly?"
Ying Ziye was slightly surprised. It had only been half a day, and that guy had already gathered one million gold taels?
It seemed that he, the prefecture magistrate of Zhongche Prefecture, had been greedy all these years!
Otherwise, a million gold taels, such a huge sum of money, would not have been gathered so quickly.
"He didn't send it!"
"It's that stubborn old man Chunyu Yue!"
"Zhao Gao has always been an eyesore to him. I don't know what's wrong with him, but he's willing to bet a million taels on his own!”
"Zhao Gao didn't even pay a tael of gold!”
"I've really seen a ghost!"
Meng Yi frowned and was puzzled.
"I was wondering what it was. Isn't it a good thing to hand over the gold?”
"Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities to kill Zhao Gao!”
"Moreover, I promise you that I will let you kill him personally!”
Ying Ziye took the Tianwen sword and said with certainty.
In fact, he would kill Zhao Gao even if he did not hand over the gold on time!
He definitely wouldn't stay until the New Year!
"I'm afraid it'll be difficult to kill him in the future!”
"Sigh…!"
Meng Yi sighed and shook his head in pity.
In his opinion, Zhao Gao was the First Emperor's close minister. Unless there was a good reason, it was impossible to kill him in the future.
"Your Highness, Young Master Lu has invited you!"
"Young Master Lu sent someone to say that he's waiting for you at the Drunken Dream Pavilion!”
At this moment, one of Ying Ziye's lackeys ran in excitedly.
Strictly speaking, this was the lackey of Ying Ziye's predecessor.
The Ninth Prince was just as the rumors said. He was indeed an ignorant and incompetent piece of trash.
He could not even write his own name.
All he did was bring a group of thugs and lackeys to eat, drink, and have fun with his friends.
This Young Master Lu was one of his fair-weather friends!
At this moment, no one knew that the Ninth Prince had become a different person.
"Young Master Lu…?"
Ying Ziye pinched his chin and thought for a moment. Finally, he waved his hand and said," Go, prepare the carriage to go to the Drunken Dream Restaurant!”
"Yes, sir!"
"I'll go prepare now…!"
The manservant understood and chuckled, then quickly went to work.
"Your Highness, the Drunken Dream Pavilion is a land of romance. Now that Your Highness has a heavy responsibility, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to go to that place again, right?”
Meng Yi frowned and thought for a moment before kindly advising.
The First Emperor gave him the power to act first and report later, and even let him preside over the morning court.
It was equivalent to letting him govern the country!
With such a noble identity, if he went to that place again, he would probably be impeached.
That was why he was trying to persuade her out of goodwill.
"What romantic place? It's clearly an elegant place!”
"Let's go! I'll take you there to broaden your horizons!"
After Ying Ziye finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of his bedroom.
In fact, he had no interest in the friends of the previous owner of this body.
He wasn't interested in the so-called brothels!
The reason why he had to go was because of that Young Master Lu.
This fellow was a disciple of the scholarly school, and through him, he might be able to understand some of the situation in the school.
In addition, there were people from all walks of life and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy in the Drunken Dream Pavilion.
You can get any information there!
And the boss was said to be a great beauty, and her martial arts were not bad either!
Everyone in the martial world would give her some face!
If he took her under his wing, wouldn't he have an additional intelligence network?
For these reasons, he decided to make a trip.
"Sigh…!"
Behind him, Meng Yi saw that Ying Ziye was determined to go and helplessly sighed.
However, he was now in charge of this kid's guards, so he had to follow him.
Otherwise, if something went wrong, he wouldn't be able to explain it to the First Emperor.
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