Looking at Qin Zhan and the mysterious white-robed swordsman who were gradually restraining their auras, Fu Su immediately cupped his fists and bowed.
"I didn't expect uncle's swordsmanship to be even better than Mister Ge Nia's!”
"Hehe, Your Highness 'words are a little flattering. Ge Nia lives next door.”Qin Zhan smiled slightly and shook his head at Fu Su, who was flattering him.
Ximen Chuixue slowly walked behind Qin Zhan. His expression was as calm as an ancient well. It was as if there was nothing in the world that could move him other than Bright Sword.
"Your highness is also sincere. Your highness 'sword path can be seen by the sun and the moon.”Li Si smiled.
Since he saw Qin Zhan test his sword, Li Si, who was a smart person, naturally congratulated him.
After all, this King of Qin was one of the few people in the Great Qin Empire who held great power!
In fact, he was the only person who stood shoulder to shoulder with the First Emperor!
It wasn't embarrassing to suck up to the other party.
Ge Nia sat on a chair in the mansion on the left. He sighed slightly, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.
Ever since Little Mu had returned, the world had become more and more incomprehensible to him.
One expert after another appeared beside Little Mu.
Moreover, not only did Xiao Mu display his unparalleled martial arts, even his swordsmanship was superior to his!
Qin Zhan was naturally humble to Fu Su, but Ge Nie, who had sensed the sword intent in the manor, knew.
Unless he and Wei Zhuang joined forces to fight against it with the Crisp Sword Technique, whether it was the sword intent that was like a celestial being or the destructive sword intent that was like a ghost or god.
They were not something he could defeat!
Or rather, he would definitely lose!
In the courtyard.
"Alright, the two of you, don't be so polite. If there's anything, just say it.”After testing his sword with Ximen Chuixue, Qin Zhan was in a good mood.
Li Si and Fu Su looked at each other, then Li Si gave Fu Su a look. The Great Qin's Prime Minister had already understood.
Now that the Ancestral Dragon was not dead, Great Qin would no longer have a Crown Prince, and they would need capable officials!
Even if it was a prince, if he did not have the ability, other than living in luxury, he was no different from a commoner in other aspects.
At this critical moment, Qin Zhan, who held great power in Great Qin, was the person who needed to be on good terms with the Ancestral Dragon.
Therefore, Li Si took a step back. He was willing to give some opportunities to Fu Su. After all, it was confirmed that there was no Crown Prince.
Li Si, who had high hopes for Great Qin's future, needed more allies, and Fu Su was one of them.
As the Prime Minister of the Great Qin Empire, he no longer needed the opportunity to show off.
Fu Su saw Li Si's gaze and understood. He took a step forward and cupped his hands.
"Father has already set off from Xianyang and will arrive at Sang Hai in a few days!”
Qin Zhan nodded slightly when he saw the two of them exchanging glances. It seemed that Li Si was more aware of his position than a powerful official like Zhao Gao.
As long as they were loyal to Great Qin and useful to Great Qin, Great Qin would not treat them unfairly!
Qin Zhan said with a smile.
"What are the movements of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy?"
"They came to Sang Hai in secret in disguise and did not make any large-scale movements. After all, they have no chance of winning against the army of the Imperium!”
Fu Su's expression was filled with confidence-Great Qin's military power was the strongest among the seven countries!
Now, he dominated the world and shocked the surrounding countries!
The hidden factions of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy were unable to fight against Great Qin.
They could only rely on the so-called experts to carry out assassinations and other matters.
But on this point, Fu Su was full of confidence in Qin Zhan. Even the mysterious Qingyi House was an organization under this uncle.
What else could this uncle not solve?!
"What about the royal families of the six dynasties?" Qin Zhan said calmly. The Hundred Schools of Philosophy could only spread their theories in scattered ways or in secret.
However, the royal families of the Six Nations who had fled and those who had not given up had a huge influence in the original Six Nations.
These people were the ones who could barely resist Great Qin.
"Uncle, the royal families of the six states are all afraid of taking action. None of the forces dare to rise up at this time. Su thinks that they are all waiting for my father to come to Sang Hai!”Fusu reported.
"Hehe, when His Majesty comes personally, these people will still be rats in the underground. They can only look up to His Majesty and patrol.”
"Your Highness, it's been hard on you for the past few days. His Majesty is about to rule the Sang Hai. Huo Xiu will help you solve any problems.”Qin Zhan's eyes revealed a faint killing intent.
He even directly asked Huo Xiu to participate in the defensive preparations that Li Si and Fu Su were currently making.
Hearing that Qin Zhan was willing to let them use the Qingyi Pavilion, Fu Su and Li Si were delighted and bowed.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
"Thank you, Uncle!"
After exchanging some pleasantries, Fu Su and Li Si left in a hurry. However, this time, a group of assassins from the First Pavilion of Qingyi Pavilion followed them.
These killers were good at assassinations and spying. Previously, due to the lack of manpower, they could not do it well. At this moment, Fu Su was full of confidence.
He would definitely be able to perform well in front of his father!
The next day.
Qin Zhan was sitting in the study reading the Book of Songs.
Bang!
"Not good, Your Highness, something has happened to the Network!”
With the sound of the door being suddenly pushed open, Li Si, who had an anxious expression, barged in before he could even announce his arrival!
Qin Zhan raised his head slightly, and his eyes revealed a hint of coldness. Finally, Zhao Gao couldn't hold it in anymore!
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