Three days later.
Ying Yi led a group of cavalry back to Xianyang in a mighty manner.
The guard originally wanted to stop him, but after Ying Yi revealed his identity, he immediately let him go.
Although his reputation is not obvious in Xianyang, he is still the son of Qin Shihuang and holds the title of prince, so he still has rights.
A remote courtyard in the southeast corner of Xianyang City can almost be said to be a suburb of the city.
This is where Ying Yi lives.
Because after reaching adulthood and being crowned, you can no longer live in the palace and have to have your own mansion.
Yingyi was confused at first and didn't understand anything, so he was excluded and assigned to this dilapidated yard in the corner.
After settling these cavalry, Yingyi walked into the yard.
As soon as he entered the door, he was greeted by a scolding, "Yingyi! What have you been doing these past few days? You didn't even tell me that something happened, how do you want me to explain it to Mr. Zhao!"
Ying Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at the housekeeper in surprise.
Yes, if memory serves me correctly, this man is his housekeeper.
He didn't expect that a mere housekeeper would dare to talk to him like this.
"Master Zhao, are you talking about Zhao Gao?" Ying Yi asked.
"Of course! If it weren't for Mr. Zhao, would you have this yard and a place to live? Humph! I'm afraid you would have froze to death in the wild!" the housekeeper shouted.
"Haha!" Yingyi laughed.
"Hahahaha!" He laughed even more crazily.
When the housekeeper saw this, he had a weird expression and shouted, "Why are you laughing! Damn it! Believe it or not, I'm still tied up in the house today!"
Ying Yi has more and more memories about this butler in his mind.
Ying Yi himself had a humble background. His mother was just a palace maid. Her mother died after birth and she was raised by a wet nurse in the palace.
Maybe it was due to malnutrition or lack of soul, and his intellectual development was not good. He looked muddled and confused, and almost everyone bullied him.
After getting the crown, living outside the palace, he was almost controlled by the housekeeper. If the housekeeper got annoyed, he would be beaten. They were tied up and locked up in the house. They were not allowed to go out and were not given food.
Ying Yi recalled that before he was transformed by the system, he had a thin body that was not in line with his peers, and he also understood that this housekeeper must be the culprit.
"How ridiculous!" Ying Yi murmured.
In his previous life, he lived in an era of extremely advanced technological civilization, but he was still bullied.
Now, after traveling back to the Qin Dynasty, even though he is a prince, he cannot change the situation of being bullied.
Do you deserve it if you co-author it?
Ying Yi looked at the housekeeper with cold eyes.
"How dare you stare at me!" the housekeeper immediately pointed at Ying Yi and scolded him angrily.
Ying Yi immediately drew his sword.
brush!
With a swing of the sword, half of the butler's arm was cut off.
"Ah! Ahhh! My arm! My arm!" The housekeeper rolled on the ground in pain.
Wow!
As soon as they saw Ying making a move, the hundreds of cavalrymen rushed in with swords in hand and surrounded the housekeeper and several servants led by the housekeeper.
The other servants are used to being arrogant with the housekeeper, but they have never seen such a scene before. These silver-armored cavalry are all the best among the best. On the battlefield, they are also the best who can be sharpened through hundreds of battles. They have murderous aura and The momentum is simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Each of these servants was so frightened that their legs became weak, and the timid ones even peed on the floor.
"You, you, you..." The housekeeper looked at Ying Yi in horror.
Ying Yi stepped forward, stepped on the butler's severed arm, and asked: "Do you think, Qin Shihuang or Zhao Gao is stronger?"
The butler's face was twisted in pain, he screamed, and shouted quickly: "The Emperor Qin! Of course it's the Emperor Qin!"
"Then I am the prince, why do you listen to Zhao Gao?" Ying Yi asked.
The butler's face was distorted, but he did not dare to speak.
When Ying Yi saw this, without saying a word, he swung his sword and slashed at the butler's other arm, breaking it at shoulder level!
The housekeeper couldn't bear it anymore. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
Seeing blood splattering everywhere, and a lot of it on his body, the smell of blood filled his nose, and Ying Yi felt a little nauseous.
To be honest, neither Ying Yi, who was the prince of the Qin Dynasty, nor a soul who traveled from modern society, had ever experienced killing, let alone seen such a bloody scene.
Ying Yi's stomach was churning, and his heart was resisting.
But he knew very well that if he was not ruthless, he would not be able to survive in the Qin Dynasty where only the strong could survive.
Now, he is not just the foolish Ying Yi, nor the person who came from modern society, but after the integration of the two, he is a brand new Ying Yi, a person who wants to control his own destiny.
Immediately, Yingyi walked towards a servant with a sword.
"Young Master... Young Master..." The servant called twice, rolled his eyes, and fainted from fright.
Helpless, Yingyi could only walk towards another servant.
The servant turned pale with fright and shouted: "Master! Don't kill me! I said, I will say anything! I have been with the housekeeper for the longest time, and I know everything!"
Ying Yi asked: "Then tell me, why does he listen to Zhao Gao and not care about my identity as a prince?"
"Because our lives are in the hands of Zhao Gao, His Majesty will not pay attention to you, the sixteenth prince, so..."
Ying Yi understands.
The foolish and silly young man at the beginning did not seem to attract Qin Shihuang's attention. It is estimated that even if he died, he would not get the news immediately.
"Then why didn't Zhao Gao just let you kill me instead of keeping me captive in this courtyard?" Ying Yi asked.
Because Yingyi knew exactly what Zhao Gao was going to do.
He wanted to support Hu Hai to ascend to power, consolidate his position, and even evade the court to become a being above tens of millions of people.
Therefore, one's own existence is also a threat, even in a foolish and stupid state.
The servant hesitated for a moment, then said: "Because... because Mr. Zhao said... there will be some use for you in the future..."
Ying Yi understood instantly.
If faced with a battle to seize the legitimate son, then he, the stupid and controlled sixteenth prince, would be a bargaining chip and a chess piece for Hu Hai to seize the legitimate son.
What a good idea!
After understanding this, Yingyi waved his hand and said: "Cut down all the servant girls! That's right! Keep this housekeeper and tie him up and hang him on that tree for me."
In this day and age, with the injuries sustained by the housekeeper, even if he did not die from excessive blood loss, he would still die from various infections and would not be saved at all.
He wanted to watch the housekeeper die in pain.
Although the memories are fused, Yingyi can still remember every bit of what he has experienced over the years. The hatred in his heart naturally makes him want revenge. The more torture he gives to the housekeeper, the more he can calm down the anger and hatred in his heart. .
Half an hour later.
The entire courtyard was filled with a bloody smell.
Blood dyed the ground red in patches.
Even the water in the pool turned red.
The cavalry were dragging the bodies and piling them together.
Ying Yi leaned against the stone pillar in the courtyard corridor, stretched out, and shouted: "Search for me and see how much money is left in the house."
