Huhai laughed wantonly on the city tower, while Zhao Chen's eyes were cold and expressionless.
As for the ministers, they would die if they were humiliated. Li Cunxiao, Yu Huatian, and the others were staring at the people on the city gate tower with killing intent, laughing and pointing at them.
"Hahaha…Interesting! It looks like it should be my Ninth Brother, but don't open the door for now. Let's see what my Ninth Brother can do!”
Huhai smiled as he leaned against the battlements, looking down at Zhao Chen and the others with a smug expression.
However, Zhao Chen picked up the bow hanging on the side of his horse and aimed it at the people on the city gate tower.
Buzz...
The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and the scalps of the young masters on the city gate tower went numb!
An arrow with a quivering tail feather shot straight into the pillar of the city gate tower.
"All of you, come down!"
Zhao Chen shouted and nocked an arrow, but this time, it was aimed at one of them!
Huhai was so scared that he almost peed his pants. Seeing Zhao Chen's actions, he said hurriedly. "Hurry up! Quickly open the city gates…"
He was afraid that he would be looked down upon and laughed at behind his back in the future, so he said sternly.
"Let's go! Let me meet this Ninth Young Master from Yong City!”
Creak...
The heavy city gate opened with an ear-piercing sound. Then, a group of trembling young masters with pale faces walked out of the city to face Zhao Chen and the others.
According to Li Cunxiao's description, the city guards were originally going to open the door, but after someone stopped them, it evolved into blocking Zhao Chen outside the city.
Zhao Chen glanced at the terrified city gate commandant behind the group of rich kids and turned his gaze to Huhai, who was surrounded by the crowd.
Was this the arrogant, extravagant, and vile Huhai?
Zhao Chen only glanced at it indifferently before retracting his gaze. Under the averted gazes of the people opposite him, he berated.
"Who stopped us from opening the city gates?"
With that, Zhao Chen and the others looked at the son of an Imperial Army Marshal, who was standing next to Huhai. Although there was some worry on his face, his eyes were filled with disdain.
Seeing this, Huhai didn't think much of it. He was about to say something to fool Zhao Chen when he saw a pale-faced man in embroidered clothes walk out from Zhao Chen's side. "Hurry up! Quickly open the city gates…"
He was afraid that he would be looked down upon and laughed at behind his back in the future, so he said sternly.
"Let's go! Let me meet this Ninth Young Master from Yong City!”
Creak...
The heavy city gate opened with an ear-piercing sound. Then, a group of trembling young masters surrounded Zhao Chen and the others with pale faces.
According to Li Cunxiao's description, the city guards were originally going to open the door, but after someone stopped them, it evolved into blocking Zhao Chen outside the city.
Zhao Chen glanced at the terrified city gate commandant behind the group of rich kids and turned his gaze to Huhai, who was surrounded by the crowd.
Was this the arrogant, extravagant, and vile Huhai?
Zhao Chen only glanced at it for a moment before retracting his gaze. Under everyone's evasive gazes, he berated.
"Who stopped us from opening the city gates?"
As he spoke, Zhao Chen and the others looked at the son of the Imperial Army Marshal beside Huhai. Although there was some worry on his face, his eyes were filled with disdain.
Seeing this, Huhai didn't think it was a big deal. He wanted to say something to fool Zhao Chen, but a pale-faced man in embroidered clothes walked out from Zhao Chen's side. Yu Huatian rode up to Huhai and looked down at him with disdain.
Swoosh!
A sword light as fast as lightning flashed past Huhai's side. Before anyone could react, Yu Huatian had already sheathed his sword and returned to Zhao Chen's side.
Then, a series of heart-wrenching screams could be heard.
"Ahhh! My ears! Ahhh…"
Hiss…
Everyone shuddered and subconsciously jumped away from the son of the Imperial Army Commander who was rolling on the ground in pain.
Huhai looked at the lackey on the ground in a daze. The lackey had been trying to curry favor with him just now. Even his clothes were stained with blood.
Fear surged in his heart.
How dare he!
Zhao Chen, the so-called Young Master of Great Qin, was just like a commoner!
He, Huhai, was the youngest son that even Ying Zheng cared about!
And his teacher, Zhao Gao!
In the entire Xianyang, besides the Wang and Meng families, who else dared to provoke him?!
He looked at Yu Huatian with a reproachful look, but when he saw the carefree expressions on their faces, Zhao Chen could not say anything. Perhaps these subordinates thought that they could no longer endure it?
Then, he no longer paid attention to Huhai and the others. From the beginning to the end, Zhao Chen didn't even look him in the eye!
The two thousand men turned to an abandoned military camp at the foot of the Qinling Mountains.
Zhao Chen led the group of people past Huhai and the others, who were silent on the surface but looked at them with hatred in their eyes.
However, Zhao Chen did not stop for a rest along the way. Therefore, he did not choose to go to Ying Zheng immediately. Instead, he went straight into the city and rested for a while.
The Qilin Hall of Xianyang Palace.
Zhao Gao was sorting out the documents for Ying Zheng when he suddenly asked his subordinate.
"Has His Majesty not returned yet?"
After a few breaths, the servant outside the door leaned sideways through the curtain and bowed.
"According to the reports from below, His Majesty and the Prime Minister are currently having a meal outside the palace.”
Hearing this, Zhao Gaogang's relaxed brows furrowed again. After all, it was one thing for Ying Zheng to not bring him along, but he did not even hear the sound of wind!
Thinking about what he was going to do after the eastern tour, he couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding…
Zhao Chen and his group entered a wine shop. There were some low tables in the hall.
There were many people of all kinds in the tavern. The extraordinary scholars and merchants were chatting. The four of them were sitting around a low table, drinking hot soup and waiting for the waiter to serve them.
Looking at the crowd outside the door, Zhao Chen put down his bowl and sighed.
" We are so lucky to live in such a powerful country…"
Li Cunxiao, Yu Huatian, and Mao Xiang nodded in agreement. However, a sneer suddenly sounded from the table next to them.
Then, Zhao Chen and the others looked over. At the next table were three scholars dressed in Confucian robes. When they saw the gazes of Zhao Chen and the others, they probably felt that they were all extraordinary.
Seeing that Zhao Chen was the leader, the three of them cupped their hands at Zhao Chen from afar and said.
"I don't agree with Young Master's words!”
After saying that, Yu Huatian and the other two received them with cold gazes. The heart of the scholar who spoke jumped.
However, Zhao Chen said calmly.
"What is wrong with what I said?"
Perhaps it was because he saw that Zhao Chen was not a bad person, but he was also ashamed of his fear just now. The scholar stood up with a stiff neck and shouted loudly, ignoring his companions 'tugging.
"The commoners are poor and do not have enough to eat. In addition, the corvee is heavy. How can they be considered lucky?!”
The entire tavern fell silent. All the customers looked at Zhao Chen and the three scholars.
Zhao Chen took a sip of the hot soup and shook his head.
"How long did the seven kingdoms fight for?”
The scholar was naturally very clear about this, but his tone unconsciously weakened.
"Two hundred years…"
Zhao Chen chuckled as he looked at the food that the shop owner had brought over.
"The seven kingdoms have been in turmoil, and the world is in constant strife. The war has lasted for more than two hundred years. Now that Great Qin had swept through the six directions and ended 200 years of conflict, we no longer had to worry about war. How could we not be lucky?”
The scholar was at a loss for words, but some of the merchants at the bottom of the hall secretly resonated with Zhao Chen's words.
However, this was different from the scholar's philosophy, so he choked.
Ending the war is naturally a blessing, but do you know that the current First Emperor…"
Zhao Chen didn't let the scholar finish his sentence and said directly.
"His Majesty is losing his ambition day by day, and what he does consumes the people's strength everywhere. In addition, Qin's laws are strict. If this continues, the people will suffer and it is only a matter of time before they reach the end of the road!”As soon as Zhao Chen finished speaking, in the private room on the second floor.
The expressionless Ying Zheng held the half-filled bowl of wine in his hand and stopped in mid-air, unable to bring it to his mouth.
Ying Zheng could ignore what others said, even scoff at them.
However, after witnessing what had happened at the west gate, Ying Zheng knew that this was his ninth son, whom he had not seen for more than ten years.
As he looked at Zhao Chen in a new light, he fell into deep thought about what Zhao Chen had just said…
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