After chatting with Zi Jin for a while, the First Emperor arranged for people to go to the residence that had been arranged long ago.
However, just as she was about to leave, Zijin happened to see a middle-aged man dressed in sage-like clothes walking towards the royal study with Zhao Gao.
Although this middle-aged man was dressed like an old god, he had a sharp mouth and monkey-like cheeks. One look and one could tell that he was not a good person.
From the servant who had followed him, Zi Jin also learned the name of that person. Xu Fu, Lord of the Clouds.
Zi Jin frowned slightly. He had just acknowledged his father, and this guy was here to poison the First Emperor?
He had to find an opportunity to kill Xu Fu and Zhao Gao!
After that, Zijin left the palace.
However, what Zijin did not know was that while he was paying attention to Xu Fu, Xu Fu was actually paying attention to him.
"Oh? So he was Zijin? He was so shrouded by the heavenly secrets that even the leader couldn't see through him?”Xu Fu muttered in a gloomy voice.
Zhao Gao naturally learned about this from Xu Fu, and his eyes darkened.
He had already decided to support Huhai. If Zijin became a stumbling block on his path to success, he would kill him even if he was a prince!
Of course, Zhao Gao was not stupid enough to kill a prince in Xianyang City.
Everything had to be calculated.
"Greetings, Your Majesty. Your plan for immortality, I…"
Upon entering the royal study, Xu Fu immediately kowtowed.
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After arriving at the mansion, Zijin was quite satisfied. There were servants and guards inside.
After walking around for a while, Zijin opened the random gift bag that the system had given him.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 100 Embroidered Uniform Guards, one Ghostface Mask, one Loyalty Card, and the martial art Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.
The information about the martial technique Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms flowed into Zijin's mind.
Zi Jin curiously observed the loyalty card and the ghost mask.
Once the Loyalty Card was used, it could specify a person to be 100% loyal to him. Even if the other party had a grudge against him for killing his relatives or destroying his country, he could instantly settle the grudge and submit to him.
"If there were more of them, they could have peacefully unified the six directions during the Warring States Period.”
Zijin smiled and muttered, then turned to look at the ghost mask that was smiling and crying.
Once one wore this mask, one could completely conceal one's aura.
"This is a must for killing and robbing.”
Zijin came to this conclusion.
"I wonder how strong I am now.”
Zi Jin clenched his fists. Although this era was an era of martial arts cultivation and was somewhat different from real history, the division of martial arts realms was very vague. Or rather, there was no breakdown at all.
Even martial artists used intuition to differentiate realms: Strong, very strong, very strong, really f * cking strong!
Zijin was also speechless!
"Wuming, come over and practice with me.”
Wu Ming, who was standing nearby, frowned.
Practice with Master?
This was not a good job. If he accidentally hurt his master, then his sin would be great.
"Master, I…"
"It's fine. Feel free to use your power.”
Seeing that Wu Ming was about to refuse, Zi Jin immediately stopped him. At the same time, he formed a sword seal with one hand.
"Myriad Swords Return!"
Instantly, endless sword qi soared into the sky and covered Nameless.
Wu Ming raised his eyebrows. He did not expect that his master would actually know the Myriad Returning Swords.
Sensing the overwhelming sword qi and the power it carried, Wu Ming felt a wave of pressure in his heart.
He immediately formed a sword seal and used the same "Myriad Swords to the Origin".
"Boom!"
An ear-piercing collision sound was heard.
It was like thunder, earth-shattering.
If it wasn't for Zi Jin and Wu Ming controlling their strength, this mansion would have been razed to the ground in an instant.
In the end, Wu Ming withstood this attack, but he also retreated seven or eight steps. The blood in his body also churned.
"Master's strength is unfathomable. I'm not his match.”
Wu Ming took a few deep breaths before bowing to Zi Jin in amazement.
Fortunately, Gang Zijin had dismissed the servants and guards. Otherwise, the scene just now would have scared the guards to death.
Even so, the guards were all trembling and running over, thinking that someone had come to assassinate Zijin.
……
Young Master Zijin returned to the court and angrily rebuked Fu Su and Chunyu Yue. In the end, the news of Chunyu Yue vomiting blood and fainting spread like wildfire.
For a moment, the entire Xianyang City was in an uproar.
After all, in this era, there were no other entertainment activities other than going to brothels. This matter was enough for everyone to talk about after a meal.
Right now, the most excited ones were none other than the group of Confucian disciples from Xianyang City.
These Confucian disciples were gathered in the Confucian School in Xianyang City, constantly criticizing the current politics and cursing Zijin.
The scholarly disciples of this era were quite arrogant.
They relied on the fact that they were the disciples of the Great Sage and the Great Master, and that the Confucians had a very high status among the people. Even Young Master Fusu supported them, so when they attacked the current politics, they were quite unrestrained.
Sometimes, when he was angry, even the First Emperor dared to scold him.
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