Cheng Yu prefers martial arts, so he recruited some swordsmen to use for him.

In order to please him, the swordsmen would naturally take him to play with things Mrs. Xiuli forbade him to touch too early.

Because of this, he was reprimanded several times by Mrs. Xiuli.

But he knew his mistake and admitted it, but he didn't correct it, and he still wandered around under the leadership of those swordsmen every day.

By the way, the name of the person he trusts the most is Lai Ai!

"You send someone to pass an order to them, telling them to intercept Zhao Zheng and his party immediately, and try to delay Zhao Zheng's return to Xianyang as much as possible!"

Seeing that Mrs. Xiuli did not scold him, Cheng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest and nodded in agreement:

"Mother, don't worry, the child will go now!"

With that said, he turned around and wanted to leave.

"and many more!"

Mrs. Xiuli felt anxious and angry when she saw his behavior.

"Mom hasn't finished yet!"

After all, now is not the time to get angry. If the plan works, their mother and son will have plenty of time to quarrel.

"You send other people to this matter, don't worry about other things now, go to Han Tingwei in person immediately, invite him to my bedroom, and say that you have something important to discuss!"

"Huh? Han Tingwei..."

In Xianyang, the most frightening thing for Cheng Xun is the current Tingwei Han Fei.

Han Fei is the most upright person and never shows affection.

Every time Cheng Yu falls into his hands, he will always suffer a lot, but his father will not stand up for him.

Now let him take the initiative to find Han Fei, to be honest, he is reluctant.

Mrs. Xiuli heard the reluctance in his tone, her expression changed, and she said sharply:

"Now is not the time for you to be petty. If your bastard brother comes back, you and my mother will die without a place to die!"

When Cheng Yu heard this, he couldn't help shaking, nodded quickly and said:

"Mother, don't worry, the child has already written it down, I will arrange it now, and I will definitely complete my mother's explanation!"

Only then did Madam Xiuli nod her head, and whispered:

"If Han Tingwei refuses to come, you can tell him that my mother suspects the king's death, and I hope he will come to make decisions for you and my mother and son. Remember, don't say anything else, do you understand?"

Cheng Yu nodded solemnly when he heard the words, and didn't say anything more.

Seeing that mother had no other instructions, she turned her head and left quickly.

Mrs. Xiuli looked at Cheng Yu who left, and let out a sigh of relief, slumped on the couch, losing all energy.

Now, Mrs. Xiuli can only rely on Han Fei.

She also noticed Han Fei's conversation with King Qin back then, and she thought Han Fei had some conflicts with Ying Zheng's master.

The king's trust in Han Fei was obvious to all the courtiers, and they were both ministers of destiny. If Han Fei was willing to stand by their mother and son, she would be sure to fight Zhao Ji.

Now the six kingdoms' conquest of Qin has not yet ended, and the news of Qin's death has not yet spread.

If the support of half of the courtiers can be obtained before Yingzheng returns to the court, it is still unknown who the king of Qin will be.

Will?

Although your majesty has a will, but there is really a lot to do in it.

One is the beloved son who is often accompanied by his knees, and the other is a bastard with questionable bloodlines. How could the king pass the throne to the latter?

It is a person who can see the problem!

If it can be used to stir up suspicious cases, it is possible to use the hands of the clan to overthrow Zhao Ji's old lover.

Without the support of Lu Buwei, Zhao Ji is nothing!

Without the disturbance of these two people, my child will definitely be able to ascend the throne smoothly and become the king of Qin who oppresses the six kingdoms!

As for Ying Zheng?

Let him do his filial piety at the king's knee!

Chapter 212 Yingzheng Returns!

On the Hanguan Trail, a carriage was rushing towards Xianyang, riding alone on a horse, without any ceremonial guards.

Sitting upright in the carriage were Wang Guanlan and Zhao Zheng's mentor and apprentice. The carriage was unmanned, but they ran forward along the path impartially.

Zhao Zheng has long been familiar with this situation, he has long known that his master is very skilled, and he has also asked his master for advice on these things.

The master is not stingy, he is willing to teach whatever he wants to learn.

But God failed to fulfill his wishes, and he couldn't understand the words used by these strange arts.

Unable to understand, naturally unable to learn.

Fortunately, the master created a martial arts tailor-made for him. Although the name is not very powerful, its power cannot be underestimated.

It was also this incident that gave birth to his idea of ​​reforming Tianxiazi.

If all the books in the world use the same characters, where will there be such troubles?

The books are the same, the cars are on the same track, and the weights and measures are unified. Sure enough, all the homework assigned by the master contains deep meaning.

In just three years, he has learned an inexhaustible wealth in his life.

Now, it is his turn to use this wealth to benefit the people of the world.

"Master, in your opinion, what are the disadvantages of the six kingdoms in Shandong?

King Ping moved to the east, and the Zhou family declined since then, and the kingdoms went to war. So far, only seven kingdoms remain.

The six kingdoms of Shandong were once overlords, but now they have ended up lingering. I want to hear how Master thinks about this matter? "

On the carriage, Zhao Zheng took advantage of the tight time to ask the master for advice.

He had an inexplicable premonition that his time with Master was running out.

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