Not long after Zhao Jia left, the figure of Chang'an Jun Chengyu walked out of the inner hall.
Cheng Yu walked slowly to Ying Zheng's side, looked at his brother who was contemplating and silent, he sighed softly, and said slowly: "It seems that even people from other countries can see Brother Wang's situation."
“When others see the surface, they naturally think that everything is as it should be.”
Ying Zheng put his hands behind his back and looked at the mountains and rivers of Qin in the distance. He said lightly that he had never felt that his situation was bad. Lu Buwei was his father-in-law. Although he currently controlled the government, his power was also controlled by his mother, Queen Zhao Ji. The restriction does not mean that he can do whatever he wants.
The old ministers of Qin in the DPRK were also on his side, and with the influence of Lord Changping, it was not difficult to counter Lu Buwei.
But just as Zhao Jia thought, Ying Zheng didn't want to break up with Lu Buwei yet.
Neither side has reached that point yet.
"I think what Zhao Jia said makes sense. Lu Xiangguo has always controlled the government. Is he really willing to hand over the power to Brother Wang in the future? If he really has different intentions, the consequences will be unimaginable, so I still feel that it should be weaken his control over the military."
Cheng Yu leaned a little closer, lowered his eyes slightly, and suggested in a deep voice.
"Have you really decided?"
Ying Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he looked at his cheap brother, who had been close to him since childhood, and his tone was slightly condensed.
"As the Lord of Chang'an of Qin, my brother should share the pressure for Brother Wang!"
Cheng Yu patted his chest and said seriously.
Ying Zheng looked at his younger brother who was eager to help him, with a touch of tenderness in his eyes, and said softly: "Let me think about it again."
"Still thinking about it?!"
Cheng Yu's expression froze and he said dissatisfied.
Ying Zheng shook his head, "Leading troops to fight is not child's play."
…
Just when the two brothers were discussing how to seize military power from Lu Buwei, Zhao Jia, who had just left the Lama Temple, saw a handsome and somewhat familiar man heading towards the Lama Temple. He was holding a long sword and was young. , with a cold and arrogant temperament, and a sharp aura around him, like a sharp sword.
Such a sharp little brother... Zhao Jia just glanced at him and couldn't help but guess the identity of the other party.
It seems that there is no other choice for the swordsman who can appear in Xianyang Palace at this age and freely enter and exit Yong Palace except the sword master.
As if aware of Zhao Jia's gaze, the young swordsman also glanced over. The moment he met Zhao Jia's eyes, he nodded politely and then walked into the Lama Temple.
"Sir, that is the swordsmanship teacher that the king recently recruited, Mr. Gai Nie."
The chamberlain noticed Zhao Jia's curiosity and introduced him softly.
Zhao Jia was stunned. He just paused for a moment, but he never thought that this chamberlain was so "friendly" and actually introduced him directly. He immediately smiled and said: "Thank you."
"Young master has broken my slave."
When the chamberlain heard this, he lowered his head in fear.
"There is no need for this. I am not the son of the Qin State. Now I am in the Qin State as a hostage. I may have to trouble you in the future if I have something to do. Don't refuse me then."
Zhao Jia had a gentle smile on his face, his unparalleled handsome face was full of confusion, and he spoke humbly and politely.
"Young master, there is no need to do this. If you have any errands, just send your servants."
The chamberlain was flattered and said quickly.
It's not difficult to deal with these ancient eunuchs... Zhao Jia muttered in his heart, but started to inquire: "I can't talk about driving. I just want to know some taboos in the palace, such as some more dangerous people."
"The king has placed the young master near the other courtyard. The only people who need attention in that area are the disciples of the Yin Yang family."
"Yin Yang Family?!"
Zhao Jia was stunned when he heard this, and several pictures of beauties instantly appeared in his mind.
As for the men of the Yin Yang family.
As we all know, the Yin and Yang family has always been dominated by yin and yang. No man can control the situation. The only one who is a bit tough is the young man Xinghun. As for the others, they are either old, weak, sick or disabled, even Shaoyu. Young people can't deal with it, or they have brain cramps and are addicted to their wife's second personality.
As for Donghuang Taiyi, he is neither male nor female. It is difficult to distinguish the gender. It is very likely that he is neither male nor female.
"Well, Mr. Dongjun and Mr. Yueshen of the Yin-Yang family live there, but they rarely appear. As long as you don't disturb them, nothing will happen."
The chamberlain knew everything and told everything he knew.
Dong Jun, Yue Shen... are both extremely ruthless women.
Zhao Jia muttered in his heart, and at the same time, a thought came to his mind: how Yan Dan hooked up with Dong Jun in the original work.
At the same time, a second thought came to mind: Yan Dan can do it, why can't he?
"Is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"
Zhao Jia's mind was full of thoughts, but he kept asking questions.
"Young Master must not step into the harem without the king's order. Please remember this!"
"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."
"The young master is of such a good character that I, the servant, can naturally trust him."
During the chat, Zhao Jia followed the chamberlain to his own courtyard. The two guards who followed him to Qin were also among them. In addition, the slots for papermaking were also moved here. Obviously, the next step here is It would be his temporary home.
Does this count as me living in Xianyang Palace?
Zhao Jia muttered in his heart.
. . . . . . . . . . .
Xianyang Palace, the inner courtyard of the harem.
Lanchi Palace.
This place is the palace of Zhao Ji, the queen mother of the King of Qin.
At this time, a chamberlain walked into it from a distance, and then went around to a palace behind.
The palace was dimly lit and filled with a cold atmosphere.
"Sir, I have already done everything you asked me to do."
This chamberlain was clearly the person who led the way for Zhao Jia before. He was standing respectfully in the palace at this moment, saluting a figure. During this period, his head was lowered and he did not dare to raise it, just because the person in front of him controlled the harem. Countless lives and deaths.
The figure was sitting on the soft couch, slender fingers with long nails, playing with something at the moment, and beside him, six figures stood silently.
"How are people?"
A low and slightly magnetic voice sounded, with a calm tone and no emotional fluctuations at all.
"As your Excellency said, this Young Master Jia has a kind and gentle temperament. Even when facing humble people like slaves, he is extremely polite and does not discriminate at all..."
The chamberlain lowered his head and slowly recounted the conversation along the way.
"Well done, get down there."
"Yes, I will resign, villain."
The chamberlain bowed and saluted until he exited the room, then straightened up and turned to leave.
"Keep it clean and don't dirty the Queen Mother's area."
The light and shadow refracted, and a strand of bright red hair fluttered in the dust.
As the words fell.
A figure filled with evil spirit walked out of the six people and walked out of the hall.
