The second emperor of Qin died, and Ying Hu Hai died. This news did not stir up much waves in the palace of Qin.
Anyone familiar with the Qin Palace knows that Hu Hai has completely become a parasite, a parasite on the Qin Dynasty, and the person who controls this parasite is Zhao Gao.
Just when Zhao Gao was busy preventing the news of Qin II's death from spreading, and was really preparing to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor, Liu Ji, who was about to arrive at the gate of Lantian, received a document from Zhao Gao.
"Persuading you to surrender?" Liu Ji had a grin on his face and did not react immediately. Instead, he looked at the generals and confidants under his command.
Fan Kuai had a look of disdain on his face, while Zhang Liang and Li Shiqi looked at each other and smiled.
The smile was very sarcastic.
Liu Ji threw the document on the ground and looked at the envoy from the Qin Dynasty, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
"Go back and tell that old dog Zhao Gao that we will attack Lantian tomorrow!" Liu Ji looked at Fan Kuai and raised his head, "Fan Kuai, see you off!"
"Okay!" Fan Kuai was unambiguous. He jumped up from his seat and kicked the envoy out of Liu Ji's tent.
The messenger flew out and hit a wooden pillar, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. However, he did not dare to say anything. He collected the things that fell on the ground, grabbed the reins of the horse and left quickly.
"Persuading to surrender? Do you think I, Liu Ji, am a fool?" Liu Ji shook his head, with a sneer on his face.
Lifting the wine glass and taking a sip of wine, Liu Ji's eyes showed excitement and coldness.
"Siege the city tomorrow!"
Lantian cannot be surrendered.
So, attack the city!
...
On the other side, there is Hanguan Road.
Xiang Yu has broken through Hangu Pass and has now reached Tongguan Pass.
But he is not in a good mood now.
Because according to the intelligence of the spies, Liu Ji has already reached Lantian, which means that Liu Ji has entered Guanzhong.
He lost.
"I'm telling you, brother, there was something wrong with your brain at that time." Xiang An had no intention of saving face for Xiang Yu, but now it was in private.
Xiang Yu crossed his chest and sat aside, silent.
"I don't think it's a big deal. If it doesn't work, just kill Liu Ji." Xiang Jing was sitting in a corner of the camp, with his legs crossed, looking like a true warmonger.
Xiang An and Zi Juan looked at Xiang Yu at the same time, and they both seemed to vaguely agree.
"I still think that you, elder brother, are more suitable for the position of co-owner of the world." Zijuan said it bluntly, her eyes were sharp and she looked at Xiang Yu with her legs crossed, "Liu Ji is very thoughtful and the city is deep. I don't think so.
I like people like this.”
"Brother, what do you think?" Xiang An didn't want to hesitate on this matter and looked in the direction of Xiang Yu.
The eyes of the three brothers and sisters were all focused on Xiang Yu.
Even if there are differences, Xiang Yu is still the backbone of the four brothers and sisters, and the number one candidate for the position of "co-owner of the world" in the hearts of the other three.
Although Xiang Yu and Liu Ji were sworn sworn in Xiang An, Xiang Jing and Zi Juan seemed stupid to death, but in fact Xiang Yu had a point of view that the three brothers and sisters agreed with.
King Huai is no longer suitable to be the co-lord of the world, so even if he wins the world now, Xiang Yu does not intend to let Xiong Xin sit in that position.
After all, Xiong Xin is still a puppet supported by the Xiang family. Even if Xiang Liang dies, it will not be his turn to give orders. Now that he has worn out Xiang Yu's patience, it will naturally have no effect.
The princes who knelt down at the gate had already proved Xiang Yu's prestige. Xiang Yu no longer needed a king at his head.
And Xiong Xin, who is far away in Xutai, must have understood this by now and regretted it too much.
Xiang An and Zi Juan, who were friends with him, may not stand by his side now.
Once something is done, you have to pay the due price.
"Try Liu Ji's courage." Xiang Yu raised his head slightly. Although he didn't say anything clearly, there was a hint of meaning in his eyes when he looked at Xiang An, but Xiang An ignored it as if he didn't see it.
Shaking his head, Xiang Yu no longer cared about Xiang An's actions and continued: "Try his courage. If he can really withstand the test, what if the Central Plains is left to him?"
The three brothers and sisters looked at each other with different expressions, but in the end they nodded.
"If Liu Ji gets scared, I will go after him myself." Xiang An snorted coldly and rubbed his chest.
The wound is still hurting, which is really annoying.
...
The next morning.
Epang Palace, when going to court.
Zhao Gao, wearing a black and yellow dragon robe, stood in a high position and looked down at the ministers.
But the ministers just lowered their heads and looked at their toes, and no one spoke.
Zhao Gao frowned, his mood slowly sinking.
"What's wrong? Are you all mute?" He said with suppressed anger in his tone.
Still no one answered.
Zhao Gao looked at the officials of Qin Dynasty, suddenly stamped his feet and let out a long sigh.
I saw him taking off his dragon robe, throwing it to the ground, stepping on it, and left cursing.
He recognized a fact.
He can't be emperor.
No matter how high and powerful he was, it could not change the reality that he was a treacherous villain who was angry and resentful, and a treacherous villain who drove his master, the emperor, to death.
The remaining Qin ministers, no matter how submissive they were, did not want to kneel before a person like him and shout "Long live, long live, long live, long live".
He doesn't deserve it.
Zhao Gao also knew that he was not worthy, but he would never give up unless he tried some things.
Fortunately, he had already prepared a backup plan.
That is to say, the eldest son of the First Emperor, who was personally forced to death at the foot of the Great Wall by the First Emperor when he first passed away, was originally supposed to be the son of Fusu, the son of the Second Qin Dynasty, Ying Ziying.
Zhao Gao wanted to follow Hu Hai's example and make him king, once again creating a puppet for himself.
"Ziying, you - poof -"
Pushing open the door and walking into the main hall where Ziying was under house arrest, Zhao Gao was greeted by a cold glow.
He couldn't believe it and looked down.
A spear had penetrated deeply into his abdomen.
He raised his head tremblingly, and what he saw was Ziying's hateful and angry eyes.
"I-" He spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he wanted to say something.
"Dog slave--die for me!"
Zi Ying, whose eyes were red with tears of blood, roared, pulled out the spear with all his strength, and stabbed Zhao Gao with all his strength.
Poof——
The spear directly pierced Zhao Gao's chest.
Zhao Gao's eyes suddenly lost their expression, his chin trembled slightly, and he fell weakly to the side.
Ziying looked down at Zhao Gao's fallen body with tears streaming down his face.
This is the biggest sinner and the most damnable thief in Da Qin today.
After killing Zhao Gao, Ziying only felt sad.
"Father, imperial grandfather..."
Kneeling to the north, toward the Great Wall, Ziying burst into tears and couldn't help herself.