"Ah!"
Ying Ziye chuckled softly when he heard this and said without hesitation: "Isn't it that the empire is attacking South Vietnam recently? The King of South Vietnam hates me very much and has assassinated me many times."
"The son of a rich man will feel safe even if he doesn't sit in the hall and carries an army with him."
It's just that these words are purely to fool people.
All the marquis and nobles were stunned when they heard this statement.
Can you still make it up like this? !
Zhuo Qinghou didn't believe Ying Ziye's words at all!
Marquis Guangping even sneered in his heart.
However, everyone could only pinch their noses to recognize someone who was the eighth son of the empire.
"hehe!"
Zhuo Qinghou smiled and didn't ask any more questions.
"As for what to do when you come here..."
Ying Ziye pondered, looking at all the marquises and nobles, and said, "If you don't ask me, I have to ask you first!"
"My father's imperial edict has called you here, but how come you didn't enter the city even after you got Xianyang?"
He asked rhetorically.
From the person being asked to the person asking the question, his momentum suddenly increased.
this!
All the marquis found it difficult to deal with this eighth young master.
Attack them directly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Fengqing Marquis Jiang Xingsheng smiled awkwardly and said, "That's it. We come from other places and are not accustomed to the local environment."
"In addition, the weather has turned cold, so some people have caught a cold and caught wind chill."
"Ah sneeze!"
As he spoke, he pretended to sneeze.
Zhuo Qinghou also helped to cover up, and said with an embarrassed smile: "It would disturb the Holy Master, so I plan to wait until I recover before entering the city."
Ying Ziye smiled lightly, but he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "What a fool, this is..."
Even if he is a hereditary knight with military merit in the empire, he also has martial arts skills. How could he be caught by the wind and cold at the end of October before the snow is even there?
Ying Ziye said: "Everyone, my master also has some medicinal wine in his house, which is good for clearing away heat and detoxifying. There are also imperial doctors in the palace. Why don't we let them diagnose and treat it."
However, Zhuo Qinghou and others declined: "No need, just rest for a few days."
They were determined not to enter the city.
Ying Ziye also saw it and said simply: "My master is here to invite you all to come to the city and wait until you can meet your father tomorrow."
"Are you unwilling to resist and disobey the order?!"
The words just fell.
Marquis Sheng Yun stood up and said hurriedly: "Eighth Young Master, that's not what you said."
"We just caught the cold and were afraid of infecting it to His Majesty, so we were forced to do nothing..."
No one wanted to be accused of unwarranted charges by Ying Ziye, and other marquises and nobles also spoke one after another.
All in all, I just don’t want to enter the city.
Ying Ziye shook his head, looked at everyone with cold eyes, and said, "You princes, please go to the city earlier to meet your father, so that you can return home early and celebrate the New Year with your family!"
"If we continue to delay like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to make it to the reunion night when we get home."
this……
Why is the New Year's Eve reunion suddenly mentioned?
All the marquis and nobles did not understand, and looked puzzled.
Zhuo Qinghou's face straightened up and he said, "I don't need to worry about this, Eighth Young Master."
"I'll just wait and hurry up when the time comes."
Marquis Guangping also nodded.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ying Ziye smiled heartily, stood up, and stopped explaining too much.
Zhuo Qinghou and other noble marquises were seen looking at each other, thinking deeply about what Ying Ziye said before.
When leaving.
Ying Ziye looked back and said, "Everyone, I will leave behind the tens of thousands of Lishan troops I brought with me."
His face was calm, as if he was recounting an ordinary thing.
It's just that all the marquis and nobles couldn't sit still.
"Why?!"
Zhuo Qinghou asked with a serious face.
What is the Eighth Young Master trying to do? If they don't enter the city, they can't ask you to enter the urn and use the army to imprison them in Xianyang.
Now that you don't have any shame, are you going to use a large army to control it outside the city?
All the marquis and nobles felt sad and could not calm down.
Ying Ziye put his hands behind his back and said righteously: "There are often bandits and thieves outside Xianyang. Recently, the South Vietnam Kingdom has also sent some killers to follow my son."
"What if they don't open their eyes and attack the noble Marquises of the Empire?"
"I am afraid that it will not be safe, and I am worried about you all!"
He said it in a grand manner, as if he was really worried about the noble marquises present.
But among the noble marquises here, which one is not a human being?
Marquis Zhuo Qing, Marquis Sheng Yun and others thought to themselves: "I'm afraid they don't want to spy on us."
It's just that the Eighth Young Master said so, and there was nothing wrong with what he said.
They had no choice but to accept it without any temper.
late at night.
The sky was dark, and the bright moon was obscured by dark clouds.
All the marquises and nobles gathered together, their faces gloomy.
Old Zhuoqinghou sat in the main seat and felt a little surprised after hearing what the Eighth Young Master came to do.
"Ancestor!"
Zhuo Qinghou asked respectfully: "What the Eighth Young Master did today has put us in a passive position."
"Even if we delay, I'm afraid it won't be delayed for long."
What must be faced must be faced, and His Majesty the First Emperor must also know that they avoid entering Xianyang City.
Marquis Guangping also nodded and agreed: "If it is delayed for a long time, I am afraid it will be a violation of the imperial edict and a crime of disrespect!"
Old Zhuoqing Hou nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "That's not the point. I always feel that there is something in Eighth Young Master's words..."
A few days later.
Zhang Han and Wei Zhuang were dispatched to lead the Shadow Secret Guards and Nili Liusha, who were beginning to take shape.
Those involved in the matter in the noble house of the Marquis have been escorted back to Xianyang for interrogation!
Close to night.
Dusk has passed, and there is only blood-like light left in the sky.
Eight Young Master's Mansion.
"Master!"
"Eighth Young Master!"
Zhang Han and Wei Zhuang handed the interrogation results and files one by one to Ying Ziye.
"This is the information that came out of the interrogation."
Ying Ziye looked through the file, glanced at it for a few times, nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "That's enough, let's go and arrest the person!"
"promise!"
The two accepted the order.
Then he took the secret guards with him and quickly left the city.
Outside Xianyang City.
Zhuo Qinghou and others temporarily stayed in the manor.
Ying Ziye came again, mobilized the Lishan army that had been guarding the place, and surrounded the manor.
It is mighty and powerful, with gold and iron ringing together.
Invisibly, the evil spirit of iron and blood escapes.
Such movement naturally alarmed everyone in the manor.
They were rushed out one after another.
"Dear Imperial Marquises."
Ying Ziye smiled and said, "Your reaction is not slow."
Faced with the menacing army and Ying Ziye who came again.
All the marquis and nobles looked puzzled.
Marquis Zhuoqing and Marquis Guangping couldn't help but feel confused. Is it really going to be a dead end?
"Eight Young Master, what are you going to do?"
Zhuo Qinghou asked in a cold voice: "You actually want to attack me and other great heroes of the Great Qin Army. Are you trying to destroy the foundation of the Great Qin?!"
