After retreating from the court.

The eldest son’s mansion!

The young master Fusu, Zhang Liang and Chunyu Yue, talked about the court, and said coldly: "This time, the eighth brother has been in the limelight again, which makes the father very pleased!"

"Damn it, my father doesn't need my eighteenth brother and I'm still answering."

Although the answer is wrong, it can be seen that the two of them together are not as good as Ying Ziye's weight in the heart of Emperor Qin Shi.

Young Master Fusu was extremely unwilling to give in and complained to Zhang Liang and Chun Yu Yue.

"Young Master, please be more aware of it!"

Chunyu Yue could only persuade: "Anyway, we have not lost anything."

Zhang Liang also said: "Mr. Chunyu said nothing, and the young master should put himself first in everything. Never get angry because of these things!"

"I see!"

Young Master Fusu smiled and said, "I am not the one I was a year ago. Although these things make me angry, I won't keep thinking about them."

"good!"

The two praised.

No matter what, the young master Fusu still cannot compare to the eight master, but his mentality has made great progress.

The young master Fusu, Chunyu Yue and Zhang Liang complained, and the depression in his heart was dissipated a lot.

At night!

The moonlight shines in a little coolness, shining through the windows in the study.

The evening breeze brings a faint fragrance of plants and trees, which makes people feel very comfortable.

"Young Master!"

Zhang Liang drank another glass of wine, shook his head and smiled, "I'll take it down first."

He did not use true qi to resolve the wine, that would be too boring.

"good!"

The young master Fusu nodded slightly and agreed.

Zhang Liang had been with him since the morning until late at night, and Chunyu Yue had already returned home.

"See you tomorrow!"

Zhang Liang bowed his hand.

After Zhang Liang left.

Young Master Fusu continued to drink alone in the moonlight.

I wanted to find Ye Ze and his subordinates to accompany him, but I sighed again and thought about it and let it go.

Raise your glass to invite the bright moon, and make a pair of shadows into three people!

Since the moon is not satisfied with drinking, the shadow disciple follows me...

Young Master Fusu looked at the bright moon and thoughts arose in his heart.

The sound of birds singing from time to time makes the night quiet.

The branches and leaves were swaying, and mottled Lu Li fell on Gongzi Fusu.

Suddenly!

A black shadow quickly swept across the sky and rushed to the eldest son's mansion several times faster than the speed of sound.

However, while the true energy is moving, all sounds are eliminated, and the whole figure is integrated into the darkness, which ordinary people cannot spy on.

"The eldest son!"

The ghostly black shadow fell into the study, calm and calm, staring at the young master Fusu with charming chuckling.

"you……"

Young Master Fusu instantly, his face changed.

The visitor is the twelfth God of War Temple, Hua Yan Wudao!

He was about to call someone, but Hua Yan Wudao stopped him.

"Young Master Fusu, I am here to help you!"

When the young master Fusu heard this, his face calmed down, but his eyes were still cautious and asked, "What are you helping?"

Seeing this, Hua Yan Wudao shook his graceful figure, and his beautiful face was touching under the May light, and said, "Although Mr. Fusu is the eldest son, he is not loved by His Majesty the First Emperor."

"According to etiquette, only the eldest son can become the crown prince and inherit the throne!"

Since ancient times, the legitimate and eldest son have been established, and the patriarchal system has been established!

Young Master Fusu understood this matter very well and nodded in agreement.

Hua Yan Wudao's words changed, but he said in a cold voice: "But the Eighth Prince is now extremely outstanding and deeply favored by His Majesty. I am afraid that soon, His Majesty will make the Eighth Prince the Crown Prince!"

"You must know that from ancient times to the present, many eldest sons have failed to inherit the position of emperor and princes!"

"Is it possible that the Prince of Fusu is willing to hand over the position of the prince?"

"Maybe my War Temple can help Mr. Fusu in this matter!"

There was deep seduction in his voice.

The second son or illegitimate son threatens the position of the eldest son, and the eldest son feels panic and fights for power to seize the throne, and joins forces with outsiders...

These things happen on the grasslands and among the Xia countries in the Central Plains!

Prince Fusu was also moved when he heard this.

But although he has turned evil, how could he collude with the barbarians as a noble man?

After all, reason overcomes desire.

The young master Fusu looked solemn and said coldly: "As the eldest son of the Great Qin, how could this young master be without any backbone?"

"Even if you want to fight for the position of prince, you have to rely on your own strength to fight for it, and you will never collude with you and other barbarians."

"Please please come back!"

Young Master Fusu stretched out his hand to the door to show his way out.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Hua Yan Wudao sneered, but was very disdainful, and said, "The eldest son will ask me one day..."

After the words came to an end, he turned around and left.

at night!

The Eighteenth Prince’s Mansion.

What happened in the eldest son's mansion was a omnipresent net.

"Young Master, the above is the news obtained from Luowang!"

The killer with the word "Luowang Kill" said respectfully.

"Huayan Wudao actually arrived at the eldest brother's mansion..."

The young master Hu Hai pondered, with an interesting smile on his lips and said, "It's interesting, it's really interesting."

"Send someone to check what they have talked about, maybe this is the key to getting the eldest brother out of Xianyang!"

As long as the other party leaves Xianyang, there will be no possibility of competing for the prince again.

The next day.

It was bright.

The Eighth Prince’s Mansion!

Because Ying Ziye showed his power in the Qin Dynasty, he won two competitions.

The First Emperor Ying Zheng gave the reward and sent someone to announce the edict.

"Your Majesty the First Emperor, the imperial edict said: 'The Eighth Prince is quick-witted and defeated the Huns in two consecutive games to show the prestige of our Great Qin! Special reward for the Huns to offer a seven-star sword!'"

After the eunuch proclaimed the eunuch, he smiled and said, "Eighth Prince, this is the seven-star sword given to you by Your Majesty!"

As he said that, he personally brought the tray and presented the imperial edict and the Seven-Star Sword to Ying Ziye.

"My son thanks my father!"

Ying Ziye bowed, took the imperial edict and the Seven-Star Sword, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'll give you a reward!"

The words fell.

Yang Fan took out dozens of gold and handed it to the eunuch Xuanzhi.

"Thank you, Mr. Ba!"
To be continued...