Daqin: I went into a fugue with a sword and was exposed by the gold list

"What? He is the Seventh Prince Ying Han who is ranked first on the Liangyu List!"

"If it's really the Seventh Prince, then all this makes sense!"

The soldiers below were discussing for a while, looking at Ying Han with his back to them above, they all showed some surprise and envy.

The sword sages Gai Nie and Zhang Han at the side also had shock written all over their faces, but thinking about it, at such a young age and with such amazing skills, they might really be the mysterious Seventh Prince.

"The last general, Zhang Han, has met the Seventh Prince!"

"Gai Nie has met the Seventh Prince!"

The two bowed and saluted. The battle just now not only defeated them both, but even caused another thought in their hearts.

Both of them are officials in the court, so they naturally know that the eldest son Fusu and the eighteenth prince Hu Hai are the most powerful princes now, but now Fusu is demoted, and Hu Hai is cruel by nature, and Zhao Gao is standing behind him.

They had already anticipated the outcome of the future empire in their hearts, but now that Ying Han's appearance gave them hope.

"Today's matter, I hope everyone here will keep a secret for me, and don't reveal my strength! Otherwise!"

Ying Han's face was gloomy, and his eyes suddenly glanced at the corner of the eaves in front of him.

Before he finished speaking, Ying Han's figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Eh, man?"

"Otherwise you will end up like him!"

Ying Han's voice sounded from behind the crowd. Zhang Han and Gai Nie took a closer look and saw a man in black and a bamboo hat pinching in Ying Han's hand.

Zhang Han recognized at a glance that this costume was a net killer, and he was not at all pitiful, even a little happy, thinking to himself: "It seems that the Seventh Prince also hates the net very much!"

Following Ying Han's slight exertion, the snare killer completely lost his vitality after struggling a few times.

Ying Han originally just wanted to scold the soldiers on the field, but he didn't want to happen to meet this miserable killer, so he played a game of chess, "Kill the chicken to scare the monkey!"

It has to be said that this chess was played so brilliantly. After seeing it, the soldiers in the field panicked and knelt down, "We will never talk nonsense about what happened tonight, please rest assured, Seventh Prince!"

After finishing speaking, everyone kowtowed several times on the ground before they dared to slowly raise their heads to look at Ying Han.

"So good!"

Ying Han nodded his head twice, then looked at the body of the snare killer on the ground, "Give this man a death benefit, General Zhang Han, please approve the note!"

"Yes! Seventh Prince!"

"White clouds cover the ground and the rivers and lakes are wide, let me walk freely."

Ying Han looked at the white snow all over the ground, waved his sleeves lightly, and then ran straight in another direction.

Seeing the back of Ying Han leaving, the kneeling soldiers stood up in fear.

"The Seventh Prince's aura is too strong!"

"Who says it's not? That killing decision is simply a living demon king!"

The soldiers discussed for a while, Zhang Han next to him glared at him with murderous eyes, and those people immediately shut up.

Zhang Han stepped forward to inspect the body of the snare killer, and then walked to the side of the sword master Gai Nie, "I don't know how Brother Gai Nie thinks of us, the seventh prince!"

"Continuing the great cause of the First Emperor!"

"I didn't expect Brother Gai Nie to give such a high evaluation, which really surprised me!"

Zhang Han smiled and pretended not to care, but Gai Nie behind him suddenly patted his shoulder, "I believe General Zhang Han will have a higher opinion than me!"

The two looked at each other, and did not continue to say more, everything was kept silent.

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Daqin
Tavern
"Hey, have you guys heard? Last night there were assassins in Xianyang Palace, and they even killed a trapping master!"

A stubble-faced burly man boasted and said to the three brothers next to him.

Seeing Xiao Er coming to serve the wine, the big man immediately suppressed his voice and said, "Don't talk nonsense! This is the news I heard from a brother who died!"

"Has the assassin been caught?"

"Of course, Xianyang Palace is guarded by the number one sword master of the Great Qin Kingdom. I heard that it only took one move to kill the assassin on the spot!"

Several people became more and more excited as they talked, among them a monkey-like young man almost jumped onto the table and shouted loudly: "Could it be the legendary 'Hundred Step Flying Sword'!"

This roar made everyone around cast strange eyes, and they all looked at the big man's table with strange eyes.

The big man slapped the monkey-like man on the forehead, and said nervously, "Can you keep your voice down? If this gets out, it will be a serious crime of beheading!"

Ying Han sat next to him, listening to the story told by the big fellow with a smile on his face, and found it quite interesting.

"It feels so good to be free!"

Ying Han drank the wine in the bowl, and instantly felt refreshed, which was a feeling he had never felt in the cold palace.

"Little Er, check out!"

"Guest officer, it's ten coins in total!"

After slapping his body, Ying Han finally came to his senses, how could he have any money in his whole body, even if it was a penny, he couldn't afford it now, it really is "a penny is hard for a hero".

Xiao Er watched Ying Han touch his body back and forth for 2 minutes, but he still didn't take out a penny, so he couldn't help but sneer: "Guest officer, are you here to eat Bawang's meal?"

Hearing this, Ying Han's heart really "gada".

"It seems that I really feel that I am going to eat a king's meal today!"

Ying Han was just about to stand up, when suddenly a man in white clothes came over, his steps were steady, and he looked polite.

"I've paid for this little brother's drink!"

At this time, Ying Han was really touched, and he cupped his hands in gratitude and said, "Thank you, brother!"

The man was extremely humble, gently fanning the paper fan in his hand, appearing more gentle and elegant, "Where is it, I saw that the little brother is wearing plain clothes, but it can be seen that the little brother is definitely not an idle person!"

Dressing plainly is a fact, after all, Ying Han has been in this cold palace for so many years, and there are only a few common clothes.

"May I ask what your son's name is?"

The man cupped his hands slightly, and said softly, "My surname is Xie, my name is Gongyi, and my name is Lingyun! I don't know what to call my little brother?"

When the man had just finished speaking, Ying Han's trembling heart almost jumped out of his throat, and he said secretly, "Damn it, it's Xie Lingyun! I didn't expect to see Xie Lingyun here!"

Ying Han tried his best to conceal the ecstasy in his heart, but in order to conceal his identity, Ying Han had a humble face, "I don't have a surname, only the word Qi! So you can call me Ah Qi!"

"Okay, Ah Qi!"

The two talked in high spirits in the tavern, from mountain and village affairs to ancient and modern poetry.

For a moment, both of them looked like they hated seeing each other late, and said, "Listening to what you say is like studying for ten years!"

After coming out of the tavern, the two paced the streets of Xianyang City, and unknowingly came to the Tengwang Pavilion.

Suddenly a young servant shouted, "Today, I am hosting a banquet for literati from all over the world in Tengwang Pavilion. Whoever can write a poem that satisfies our master will be rewarded with 10 taels of silver!"

"My God, 10 taels! That's money I can't use up in my life!"

"I really want to try it, but it's a pity that I don't have enough ink in my stomach. I'm afraid I'll just be 'fucking' after I go in!"

Xie Lingyun is worthy of being a master of literature. Seeing such activities, his eyes became hot, with an attitude of eagerness to try.

"Brother Ah Qi, why don't we go in and try!"

"So good!"