In an instant, Zhao Gao's helpless eyes suddenly shrank.
It's him!
It's definitely him!
In Xianyang and among the Xia, among the many recent events, there is only one person who can be connected with Ningxiang Beauty. He is one of the four fierce generals of the previous night. Now, I am afraid that he is the only one left.
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Bloody clothes! Killed in Xinzheng!
The Emerald Tiger on the Stone! Killed in Xinzheng!
The Banshee of the Blue Sea Tide! She was sentenced to death by the King not long ago!
The cloaked guest under the moon!
He is also the last person left in the night!
He has been looking for this person for a long time. Although he is also listed as one of the Four Fierce Generals, in Zhao Gao's view, his role in the night is far greater than the other three.
Without the information being known in advance, how could Ye Mu have sufficient means to deal with it, and how could he be able to deal with everything calmly? Otherwise, major events would happen and everyone would be in disarray.
He has been imprisoned here for two months. As expected, the night forces in Xianyang City have been wiped out.
And this person can definitely be avoided.
But why... appears in Yongxiang!
Are you here to kill yourself?
After all, the death of Ningxiang Beauty had a lot to do with him.
But... if you want to kill yourself, why go to such trouble? You could kill yourself with just one hand while you were sleeping.
"What do you want?"
Zhao Gao sat up with difficulty, ignoring the fat sheep's legs and the mellow wine in front of him. He looked at the words in front of him again, and his hoarse voice came out. Although it was not obvious, it was enough to spread in the silent depths of the prison.
"Do you want to live or die?"
I still felt that the man in black was not impatient or impatient when I asked him before.
"What do you want?"
Zhao Gao ignored it and asked the same question as before.
Why did the other party come here?
My mind was flowing, I was thinking quickly, but... I didn't get anything.
"Zhao general Li Mu is dead, and Qin general Wang Jian is aggressively attacking Zhao. If nothing happens, Zhao will be destroyed in a few months."
"At this time, it will be the day of your death."
The man in black was talking to himself.
"The reason why you are not directly sentenced to death now is just to remember some old feelings for King Qin Yingzheng. But... now more than two months have passed, how can a small order of the young master be remembered by King Qin Yingzheng?
In my heart.”
"Half a month ago, the new Shaofu Order appeared."
Observing that Zhao Gao did not respond, the man in black was not in a hurry. The underground prison in Yongxiang was already inaccessible, and his words flowed freely, describing the current affairs of the outside world without mercy.
Qin’s destruction of Zhao is a foregone conclusion!
The emergence of a new Shaofu order also shows that King Qin Yingzheng will not use Zhao Gao!
In this way, it is almost impossible for Zhao Gao to stand up, and it is even harder to survive!
"Since Zhao Gao is about to die, why are you here?"
Hearing his voice, Zhao Gao fell into a shallow silence.
Although he had judged the external situation, what he said from the mouth of the man in black still made people feel a little... desolate. Could it be that the king had really forgotten himself.
Otherwise, why hasn't anyone been sent for more than two months?
Moreover, by establishing a new Shaofu order, the king will definitely think of himself. Is it true that even the old feelings of the past are gone?
No, if the king wanted to kill himself, he would have killed himself long ago and would not have kept him alive until now. What he had bet at the beginning was that the king would miss his old feelings and would not kill him.
As long as he doesn't die, Zhao Gao believes that he can slowly regain the king's trust.
But... what if the king really forgets himself?
Then...doesn't it mean that he has only one way to die!
But...why did the coir raincoat guest come to see me, and what did he do?
Zhao Gao was very puzzled.
"I came here to make a deal with you."
The man in black smiled softly and revealed his purpose.
"trade?"
Zhao Gao whispered.
"Ningxiang Beauty should have told you that she admires you very much. Although she is dead, it is nothing to Ye Mu. Although she has suffered a lot in recent months, she is still in good condition."
"Zhao Gao, I have also observed you for a long time and feel that you are... a loyal minister. But now a loyal minister is dead in an alley just because of a word. Don't you feel it is a pity?"
"Sure enough, if you die, no one in Xianyang will remember you from now on. After all, you are so insignificant!"
The man in black looked at Zhao Gao and spoke slowly, without concealing the deeper meaning.
Now that there are no outsiders here, and Zhao Gao is in such a situation, everything should be revealed.
"When night falls, all the birds disperse, and the souls are snatched away to obtain the pearls and blood of the underworld!"
"You have been in charge of the net, and you should understand the night. When night falls in Korea, who can compete?"
"The King of Han had no choice but to do so. Unless South Korea's national power was weak, Ye Mu would not be like this. Therefore, Ye Mu originally chose to take root in the weak South Korea. Although it could achieve temporary results, it would not last long."
"After the fall of Korea, night came to Xianyang. Chao Banshee entered the Xianyang harem and safely gave birth to the son Hu Hai. The purpose of entering the palace was completed, but... it was not enough."
The man in black continued to talk about his own affairs, about the past of the night, about the decisions made by the night, and all the other things about the night.
Ye Mu's failure was not because Ye Mu's power was weak, but because of his original decision. Sure enough, he had taken root in the Qin State, so how could he be like this?
So, night came to Qin State.
If you want to take root in the Qin Kingdom, you must have the help of important people in the Qin court. Ningxiang Beauty is one of them, but the main purpose of her entering the palace is to give birth to a son, and now it has been completed.
Therefore, his life or death does not matter.
But... now Ye Mo needs another person within Qin Ting who can support the overall situation.
Ningxiang Beauty chose Zhao Gao.
After my own observation, Zhao Gao... is not the most suitable, and there is still something missing.
"It is simply impossible to have an existence in Xianyang like the Korean night scene. You are just wishful thinking, how can Han Wangan compare with the king!"
Hearing this, Zhao Gao was very disdainful.
In the past, the snare appeared in the hands of Wen Xinhou Lu Buwei. Although its power was strong, it was a dispensable thing in Wen Xinhou's hands.
Later, it was the same when it fell into my own hands.
Wanting to recreate the grand scene of the night in Korea is just a dream.
Within the center of the Qin court, no one is easy to mess with, whether it is Li Si, Wei Liaozi, Wu Zhenhou, Wang Wan... any state-owned movements will be eliminated directly according to the king's temperament.
Qin has this strength.
It's really ridiculous to try to convince yourself of such a wishful thinking.
"The King of Qin Yingzheng is indeed a great man, but...where are the young masters?"
Lin Yi Ke couldn't deny it. He had stayed in Xianyang for such a long time, so he naturally understood that if he wanted to act recklessly while King Qin Yingzheng was in charge of the Qin State, he would naturally have only one end... to be wiped out.
But Qin Wang Yingzheng is a human being!
It's time for people to die, and when it comes... everything is uncertain. Although the Qin State is governed by law, the source of the law lies in the king, so he chose a prince to assist him.
When the prince ascends the throne, the night in Xianyang will definitely become the night in Korea in the past.
"Master Hu Hai?"
"It's impossible. Now that Mrs. Li is favored, it's time to give birth to her baby. She is indeed a young master, and even young master Fusu can't compete with her."
Zhao Gao was even more contemptuous and contemptuous of this. He really couldn't see clearly the current situation in Xianyang.
There are many young masters under the king, but... the favored ones are Fusu and Tianming. If Tianming is not the king, it is impossible for him to ascend the throne. Although the young master Fusu has received a lot of help.
But at the beginning, Chang'an Jun Chengjiao also received a lot of help, and in the end the position still fell into the hands of the king.
But the young master Hu Hai has no such hope at all. His mother, Ningxiang Beauty, is of low status and is not favored by the king. She is not as good as Gongsun Li. As expected, Gongsun Li gave birth to a young master. Zhao Gao thought that in all likelihood... the young master Fusu could not do it. Skip its edge.
"Who can say accurately about things in this world?"
The coir raincoat guest shook his head and smiled. If all things in the summer were really decided in this way, why the Warring States Period has arisen since the Spring and Autumn Period? It is because many things are uncontrollable.
It is precisely because of this that night has a chance to be different.
"What do Zhao Gao think?"
After saying that, he looked at Zhao Gao again.
"It's just a dead end!"
Zhao Gaochui said a word and did not say more.
What you do at night is ultimately a dead end.
"Would you rather stay in Yongxiang and wait for death?"
The man in black smiled and was not in a hurry.
Zhao Gao fell into a shallow silence.
"This is the technique that Xue Yihou practiced back then. It can reach the peak of spiritual transformation. You have practiced so many complex techniques all over your body. You should dissipate all your skills and rebuild such a mysterious technique."
"This is a blood pill to help you."
The man in black felt that he already had the answer. Although this answer was not what he really needed, it... would eventually be what he wanted. With a wave of his hand, two more things flowed out of his arms.
A sheepskin scroll and a bottle of elixir were wrapped with strength and landed quietly in front of Zhao Gao.
After a few breaths, the man in black disappeared deep into the alley.
Looking at the sheepskin scrolls in front of him, looking at the elixirs in front of him, looking at the leg of lamb and the fine wine that were still hot and dissipated in front of him, Zhao Gao condensed for a long time.
It’s impossible to do things at night!
But I... really don't want to die, no matter what, I can't die now.
I really don’t want to die!
I really don’t want to die!
"Night!"
A cold voice spoke, and a hand slowly reached out, reaching for the mellow wine.