Zhao Manor.
Zhao Gao returned to the mansion with an extremely angry mood. His face was gloomy. The servants who passed by lowered their heads, not daring to take the initiative to bump into the muzzle of a gun and let Zhao Gao vent his anger and blame them.
Zhao Gao's body emitted an extremely cold and sinister aura.
His eyes were sharp and murderous.
Until now.
He still hadn't calmed down from the anger brought by Zhang Ye.
Recalling the confrontation with Zhang Ye in front of Xianyang Palace, Zhao Gao was burning with anger, and the killing intent in his heart was infinitely magnified.
"Zhang Ye!"
He spat out this name through gritted teeth. His tone was filled with malice, as if he wanted to tear the other party into pieces in order to resolve the hatred in his heart.
With a thought, he circulated his incomparably vigorous internal strength and evaporated the raindrops on his body into steam.
Weng!
Weng!
The internal energy that surrounded Zhao Gao's body shone with a bright red halo, revealing that his cultivation was extremely powerful and not ordinary.
Even in the outside world, Zhao Gao's strength could definitely be said to be at the top.
No one expected that.
Zhao Gao, who usually did not show his strength, was actually a top-notch martial arts expert at the grandmaster level. However, since they usually only needed to dispatch the Six Sword Slaves of the Network to solve problems, Zhao Gao had never personally taken action.
He hid it very well.
Even the officials who had a lot of interests with him had never seen Zhao Gao make a move. All the officials were kept in the dark by Zhao Gao.
Vigorous internal strength burst out from Zhao Gao's body and swept in all directions. It was like a wave of air that rolled up his dark red robe and lifted the dust on the floor tiles.
Even Zhao Gao's hair was affected by the internal energy. His hair danced in the air like a group of demons, making his feminine and fair face look even more sinister and oppressive.
After a while,
Zhao Gaocai took a deep breath and suppressed his anger.
Looking out of the window at the heavy rain and the gloomy sky, Zhao Gao snorted coldly, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes.
"I want to see how you will break out of this situation!”
He thought for a moment.
Zhao Gao couldn't help but recall that before he left Xianyang Palace, when he confronted Zhang Ye, he vaguely captured the confidence in the other party's face.
It was as if victory was within his grasp…
This made Zhao Gao fall into deep thought.
Was the other party bluffing?
Or was he really fearless?
Zhao Gao, who had always been suspicious, couldn't help but make too many guesses.
Although he strongly rejected the speculation that the other party was really fearless, he still felt a little uneasy in his heart. He kept feeling that he had overlooked some extremely crucial clues.
After thinking about it, he still couldn't come up with a reason, which made Zhao Gao even more frustrated.
It was as if there was something beyond his control. This made him, who had a strong desire to control, anxious. His mood became more and more depressed and anxious.
At this moment.
Ta Ta Ta--
Accompanied by the sound of footsteps outside the door, Zhao Gao was interrupted.
After a while.
A servant walked up to Zhao Gao, lowered his head, and reported with a respectful expression,"Milord, the eighteenth prince is here to visit.”
"Huhai?"
Zhao Gao raised his eyebrows in surprise.
However…
As the teacher appointed by the First Emperor, Zhao Gao and Huhai had always had a good relationship. Of course, the interests of both parties were tied together, and they were considered grasshoppers on the same line.
One glory, all glory,
One loss, two losses.
"Bring him in."
Hearing Huhai's visit, Zhao Gao suddenly had an idea.
He could make use of Huhai, the 18th prince, to test Zhang Ye and find out why he was able to remain fearless and how confident he was.
Anyway,
Zhao Gao couldn't personally test Zhang Ye.
Then he could only let someone else replace him.
And the eighteenth prince, Huhai, was undoubtedly the best candidate.
In Zhao Gao's opinion.
Huhai was one of the most favored sons of the First Emperor, and his status was second only to his eldest son, Fusu. If Huhai went to test Zhang Ye, he could ensure that Zhang Ye would not dare to act rashly against Huhai.
At the thought of this, Zhao Gao immediately came up with a plan, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.
……
Zhang Manor.
It took less than 15 minutes to return to the Zhang Mansion from Xianyang Palace. Although Zhang Ye was braving the heavy rain outside, he relied on the powerful strength he grasped to firmly block the pouring rain from his body and clothes.
He looked carefully.
Zhang Ye's body was showing a miraculous phenomenon.
The rain was swept down by the strong wind…
However, just as it was about to touch Zhang Ye's clothes, it was formed into a protective shield by an invisible powerful force, firmly blocking the rain from washing and approaching.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Zhang Ye returned from Xianyang Palace to Zhang Manor without a single drop of water on him.
"My lord."
As Zhang Ye returned to the Zhang Manor, he was greeted by the respectful gazes of the maids and servants.
There were still six hours left until noon. Before that, Zhang Ye didn't need to leave the Zhang Mansion. He just needed to wait quietly for the time to arrive.
Before the worship ceremony began, should he make the necessary preparations?
There was no need for that.
To Zhang Ye,
Whether they were prepared or not would not affect the scheduled ceremony.
At the very least, the downpour outside might cause the worship ceremony to be postponed in the eyes of countless people. However, in Zhang Ye's eyes, this rain was just a small problem that could be easily solved.
Therefore…
In Zhang Ye's opinion, it wasn't that difficult to hold the worship ceremony as scheduled.
Just as Zhang Ye was taking a short break and preparing for the Heaven Worship in six hours…
A maid hurriedly ran over.
"Milord, the eighteenth prince suddenly came to visit and said that he wanted to put you down.”
The maid hurriedly brought a piece of news that caught Zhang Ye off guard.
The eighteenth prince?
After thinking for a while, Zhang Ye came to a realization.
If he remembered correctly.
The eighteenth prince should be Huhai, right?
The famous Qin II.
The puppet that Zhao Gao had supported in the future.
It was also one of the main culprits that had caused the Great Qin Empire to fall apart and eventually perish.
If it wasn't for the fact that Huhai had joined hands with Zhao Gao and caused Fu Su, Meng Tian, and the other important figures to die. It was likely that the Great Qin Empire would not be destroyed immediately after the First Emperor's death.
In general.
Zhang Ye didn't really like Huhai the second emperor of Qin.
But now, since the other party had braved the heavy rain to pay a visit, he was suddenly very curious about the other party's purpose for coming.
Zhang Ye had never even met Huhai before, let alone had a friendship with him. Naturally, he could not be considered as a friend.
From this, it could be seen that
Huhai's sudden visit must have some other reason.
As for whether or not the other party harbored evil intentions?
That was unknown.
In short.
The other party was definitely not a good person!
The purpose of coming here was not simple.
He must have some unknown scheme, which was why he braved the heavy rain to pay a visit.
After thinking for a while, Zhang Ye's eyes flickered slightly and he said,""Bring him to the guest hall."
No matter what Huhai's purpose and conspiracy was, he still had to be polite on the surface.
At least…
Huhai was also the eighteenth prince of the Great Qin Empire.
The blood of the First Emperor flowed in his body.
Therefore…
It was necessary to put on a facade when dealing with Huhai.
"Yes."
The maid left.
Zhang Ye waited for less than 15 minutes.
He saw,
The maid quickly returned.
At the same time.
She also brought along a young boy who was about ten years old.
The young man had an untamed expression on his face. He was like an untamed wild horse as he walked into the guest hall step by step. He held his head high and puffed his chest out, his nose facing the sky, and he carried an insufferably arrogant aura.
This young man was obviously the eighteenth prince, Huhai.
The future puppet emperor Qin II still looked very young.
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