Chapter 185: This is too much! Take my armor!
The Yue woman wanted to regain her confidence, but she lost her last bit of confidence.
If everything was as Ying Chengjiao said, then in her eyes, the clever Zhao Ji would be a joke.
Over the years, Zhao Ji could not tolerate Ying Chengjiao and regarded him as her mortal enemy.
But in Ying Chengjiao's eyes, Zhao Ji was just a stepping stone for him, not even his mortal enemy.
"I don't believe it, you must be deceiving me!"
The Vietnamese girl shouted angrily, with a stubbornness that she was unwilling to admit on her cold face.
She didn't believe that Ying Chengjiao was thinking this way.
In order to dominate, King Gou Jian of Yue slept on firewood and tasted gall, ate King Fu Chai's feces, and invented the system of keeping one's wife as a soldier.
How can someone be a king and not be a king, and work hard to not be a king?
“Prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain that is difficult and unwilling to climb.”
Ying Chengjiao yawned. He was really a little sleepy.
That night, he ambushed and killed Wei Liao outside the city, and then was ambushed and killed by a Yue woman inside the city.
After a series of high-intensity exercises, he is now feeling sleepy.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at the uneasy Yue girl.
"Let's talk about this today. Do you want to sleep in my house or in Chang'an Jun's house?"
What is the difference between these two...
The Vietnamese girl's heart was trembling, not because of excitement, but because of panic.
She was afraid that Ying Chengjiao would make excessive demands on her again.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take that as your consent. Someone, come here!"
Ying Chengjiao shouted.
"Lord."
A servant walked into the hall and answered.
If there was no Yue girl in the hall, then the person entering now would be a maid.
When Ying Chengjiao was not in danger of his life, the maids in Chang'an Jun's mansion were all very temperamental.
They refused to serve unidentified foreign women late at night.
"Take this girl to a house."
"only."
The servant responded straightforwardly without asking any further questions.
The mansion of Lord Chang'an was very large, with many houses, so there was no need to worry about the Yue woman having no place to live.
The servant walked up to the Yue girl, keeping a certain distance.
"Lady, please follow me."
The skin is coppery in color and as tight as the hide of a wild animal.
He has practiced the hard skills to the highest level and can be a captain of 500 men in the Qin army. Yet he is willing to be a servant in this guy's house. How did he do it?
Just now, due to the cover of darkness outside, coupled with Yue girl's personality and the distance between her and the servant, she failed to notice anything special about the servant.
Now the hall was brightly lit with candles, and the only thing she felt was fear of Ying Chengjiao. The servant from the Pijia Sect had just come one step away from her when she discovered something strange.
Her feet were like two nails nailed to the ground, and she had no intention of following the servants out.
" Leave now, no one will stop you."
Ying Chengjiao showed impatience.
The Yue girl was silent for a while, then she moved lightly and was led out of the hall by the servants.
Ying Chengjiao sat there for a moment, gave a bitter smile, and said to himself, "Zhao Xianglu, this gift of yours really makes it difficult for me to decide."
Go out and return to your residence.
As soon as he entered the room, two beautiful mature women who looked exactly the same on the huge bed raised their heads at the same time, and their naturally charming eyes, filled with worry, fell on Ying Chengjiao.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Ying Chengjiao took off his clothes as quickly as possible and slipped into the quilt naked.
Lying between the twin sisters Greengage and Lilac, hugged on both sides, he was satisfied with the current situation, yet he sighed in dissatisfaction with it.
"You have to get up early tomorrow, so remember to wake me at 1 a.m."
"It's already past midnight. My Lord, you slept so late. Why do you have to get up early tomorrow?"
"Butler?"
Ying Chengjiao turned his head and looked at the person lying next to him, her rosy lips matched with her fair cheeks, and her eyes showed a reluctance to resist that could double a man's attack speed.
Whether it was Qingmei or Dingxiang, they would only call him Young Master and not Lord Jun.
The woman with two souls pursed her moist lips and snorted, "The manager is missing."
Qingmei's schizophrenia healed itself, and her two personalities merged? Was it because she was no longer working at the tower?
Qingmei, the maid who was originally beside Ying Chengjiao, did not have schizophrenia.
It was not until she was sent to the tower and secretly became Ying Chengjiao's eye that she developed a second personality - the manager.
Ying Chengjiao was secretly guessing, and was very happy for Qingmei in his heart, but he said reluctantly: "Ah, then I will lose a fun thing in the future, right?"
Qingmei caught the bird with her bare hands, her eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and her naked body shrank into the quilt like a snake.
"Sister, come down, I'll teach you how to play the flute."
Dingxiang's face turned red, like a ripe red apple, and she pretended not to hear what her sister said.
Although the two were born exactly the same, their different life experiences made their personalities very different.
My younger sister Qingmei works as a manager in a building. She is proficient in ventriloquism and musical instruments. She is the teacher of the prostitutes and concubines in the building.
When it comes to matters of life and death for humanity, Han Ji's elder sister Ding Xiang, who has always been Han Ji's personal maid, is far inferior.
"Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. Not today. I really need to do something at dawn tomorrow morning. I have to go to the Meng Mansion."
Ying Chengjiao pulled the greedy and mischievous Qingmei's hair and pulled the know-it-all Qingmei out of the bed, causing Qingmei to groan in dissatisfaction.
"Sir, go to sleep, and I will sleep with you."
Ying Chengjiao silently pulled Dingxiang, who was lying on his left pretending to be dead, between him and Qingmei.
Qingmei escaped from the tower and was not restricted by the secret guard rules. She combined her two personalities into one.
He couldn't control it on his own, so he needed Dingxiang, who had been suppressing Qingmei since she was in her mother's womb, to save her.
Dingxiang, with a flushed face, skillfully played the role of the older sister and glared at Qingmei sternly.
"Don't embarrass the young master. He has serious things to do tomorrow."
"I don't believe it. Young Master, there is nothing serious to do."
So in your eyes I'm just a playboy who does nothing serious every day?
Nothing seems to be wrong...
Ying Chengjiao complained and poked his head out from behind Dingxiang's shoulder. He first told Dingxiang and Qingmei what happened tonight.
"If the city defense army hadn't caught me and Yue Nu, they would have gone to Meng Mansion to find Meng Yi to report the news. Uncle Wu toasted me with a bottle of wine in front of everyone in Xuanniao Hall, and he must have told Meng Yi something about me before he left."
"This matter is related to me. Meng Yi will not make any move tonight. He will definitely go to the palace tomorrow to report this matter to my brother. I have to stop him before he enters the palace."
Talking about serious matters.
Qingmei no longer looked like a nympho, and Dingxiang's red face began to turn pale.
Dingxiang, who had dealt with many of Zhao Ji's spies in the Xianyang Palace, had raised eyebrows, a murderous face, and murderous eyes.
"Why did you help Zhao Xianglu cover up this matter? Zhao Xianglu has repeatedly done harm to you, why not take this opportunity to get rid of him?"
"She gave me the Yellow Emperor so that I could practice martial arts. She used a bet to silence my brother and let me live freely for ten years. Now she has sent the girl of Yue to me."
"Why would I want to get rid of this NPC who keeps dropping equipment? I'm going to the Meng Mansion because I'm afraid that my brother will do something to her. What if my brother puts Zhao Xianglu under house arrest? How can I find an excuse not to go to work?"
The second girl met Ying Chengjiao the earliest, so other people didn’t understand the meaning of some of Ying Chengjiao’s strange words, but the two girls did.
For example, NPC, or going to work.
Seeing that the two women still showed no signs of relief, Ying Chengjiao half-lifted the quilt, puffed out his chest and patted it, saying, "I have a gun in my hand, and a will that even Jing Ke couldn't stab. I can kill all the top ten martial arts masters in the world by myself. Zhao Xianglu is nothing, what can he do to me?"
It was late and cold at night.
Dingxiang was afraid that Ying Chengjiao would catch a cold, so she hurriedly pulled Ying Chengjiao back into bed and covered him with a quilt.
"Ding Xiang knows that the young master is very powerful, but what she hates is that Zhao Xianglu relies on the fact that she is the biological mother of His Majesty and has no bottom line. She has repeatedly attacked the young master."
Pinching Ding Xiang's upturned nose, Ying Chengqiu smiled and said, "She still has a bottom line. At least she never attacked my mother, never attacked you two, and never attacked anyone around me."
Qingmei, who had been devoted to intelligence gathering and had a deep understanding of human nature, rolled her eyes.
"That's because she's afraid of the young master. As long as the young master is alive, she certainly won't dare to attack us."
"Alright, alright, let's not discuss this anymore. Call me at 5 a.m. tomorrow."
Clove frowned.
"Meng Yi, Meng Tian has played with Your Majesty since he was young, and has a deep relationship with Your Majesty. Even if General Meng Wu tells you all about the young master's deeds, Meng Yi, who is already Your Majesty's direct descendant, will not listen to him."
Qingmei sighed softly.
"When the two of them entered the palace, the young master had already lost his power. They didn't know what the young master was capable of. If they had entered the palace a year earlier, they would not have sided with Your Majesty."
Ying Chengjiao smiled.
"No regrets, those two guys are not as good as my childhood sweetheart, Dingxiang. I am not happy that they want to be with me. Don't worry, I definitely can't persuade Meng Yi, I will go find Meng Ao and let that old guy take care of Meng Yi.
"It's just that he's too old. I don't want to wake him up in the middle of the night. Otherwise, I would go to the Meng residence right now. Every day, I'll serve you two in bed and report to you under the bed. If you two can't sleep, discuss who will be the mistress in the future. Can I go to sleep?"
Both women blushed.
Embarrassed, shy, and secretly happy.
"My sister is of low status, how can she be qualified to be the mistress..."
"Sleep well, young master. Qingmei will call you at 12:00 a.m."
"The emperor's sister-in-law was also a maid, but now she is the queen, right? Sleep now."
Chang'an Jun Mansion.
The candles in the master's chamber went out.
Meng Mansion.
Several bright candles made the entire hall as bright as day.
Meng Yi, who was awakened, had his hair loose, but was dressed neatly. He was sitting in the hall listening to the report from the city defense army.
In the center of the hall.
There stood three unarmed city defenders, having left their weapons outside when they entered the hall.
A city defense soldier was telling Neishi Mengyi everything he had seen and heard tonight.
"…The weapon was only the size of a palm, and the sound it made when used was similar to thunder, and its power was also similar to that of a lightning strike. Chang'an Jun used this strange weapon to subdue the woman.
"They forced the woman who was supposed to assassinate him to flee with him. The ten of us formed a battle formation, but we couldn't stop them at all. We couldn't even touch the corner of the woman's clothes."
Meng Yi, who was in his twenties, did not show any signs of irritability in front of the three city defense soldiers.
He listened attentively to the speech of the first city defense soldier without interrupting once.
After the city defense army finished their story, Meng Yi lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying, "Ten men in a battle formation couldn't even touch the corner of that woman's clothes? Even my eldest brother couldn't do this. Aren't you deliberately shirking your responsibility?"
If the city defense army had not added this last sentence, Meng Yi would definitely have thought that Ying Chengjiao and the assassin had forced their way out of the battle formation.
At the gate of Xianyang City, Meng Yi, who witnessed Ying Chengjiao's martial arts with his own eyes, knew that Ying Chengjiao could do such a thing.
But the city defense forces added.
A woman, with Chang'an Jun, could prevent ten men from even touching their clothes? Is there such a person in the world?
Meng Yi didn't quite believe it.
"Indeed."
"Indeed."
The two city defense soldiers who had been silent just now spoke in unison.
The first city defense soldier to speak was one of the ten city defense soldiers who arrived at the scene first and formed a formation to stop Ying Chengjiao and Yuenu.
The two city defense troops who were talking were among the other two teams that arrived later.
The three teams each sent one person just to avoid this situation.
One team might lie to avoid responsibility for a fight, but three teams wouldn't.
Those who hide themselves will be punished with the same crime and will be held responsible together with the others.
The other two teams of city defense troops were on their way to the scene when the thieves were gone.
They were innocent to begin with and would not take such a big risk to cover up the lies for the First City Defense Army Team.
The strictness of Qin laws has not only negative aspects, but also positive aspects.
For example, the cost of lying is too high, and in a game of elimination of three tribes, no one dares to lie casually.
"Who are you waiting for who saw the woman's appearance?"
The three city defense forces spoke in unison, and before any abnormalities were found out later, Meng Yi temporarily concluded that what they said was true.
After confirming that the assassination had taken place, Meng Yi began to become concerned about the woman's identity.
"I see."
The first city defense soldier responded.
"You stay here today. I will find a skilled painter tomorrow morning, and you will help him paint a portrait of that woman."
"only."
"Since Lord Chang'an finally allowed the woman to take him away, the two must know each other. Did Lord Chang'an tell me the woman's identity?"
Meng Yi didn't hold much hope in this question, it was just a routine question.
But after Meng Yi's targeted questioning of the first city defense soldier just described, he suddenly remembered more details.
"Chang'an Jun seems to call that woman Yue Nu, and he also said that Zhao Xianglu was the mastermind behind it."
Vietnamese girl.
Zhao incense burner.
Neither of these sounds like a person's name, but more like a nickname.
Meng Yi thought carefully.
He was the Internal History of Qin and ranked among the Nine Ministers.
Most people in high positions and with great power do not look down upon the courage of ordinary people, and Meng Yi is no exception.
He didn't care about the affairs of the underworld and didn't ask about them, so he didn't know who the Yue girl was.
The three words "Zhao Xianglu" were a nickname given by Ying Chengjiao to belittle Zhao Ji, and Meng Yi didn't know it.
His understanding of the struggle between Ying Chengjiao and Zhao Ji was limited to the conflict that day in front of the Xianyang city gate.
"Yier, anything involving Chang'an Jun must be consulted with your grandfather. Let your grandfather know before making a decision."
The troubled Meng Yi thought of what his father Meng Wu said to him before he left.
I'd better ask my grandfather about this matter first.
The young internal historian stood up from his seat, led three city defense soldiers, and, surrounded by several servants, came to the outside of the house of Meng Ao, the pillar of the Meng family.
"You three wait outside the door."
Meng Yi gave instructions to the people behind him and went into Meng Ao's room alone.
Meng Ao didn't like his descendants to say "greetings" or something like that, he thought it was inhumane.
When Meng Wu, Meng Tian, Meng Yi and other direct descendants came to visit him, Meng Ao asked them to come in directly.
After a while.
Meng Yi's voice was heard from inside the house to the three city defense soldiers and several servants standing outside.
"Come in."
The three city defense soldiers entered quickly with excited expressions.
It was an extremely honorable thing for them to be able to meet Meng Ao.
Meng Ao's prestige in the army far exceeds that of Ying Chengjiao.
Compared with Meng Ao, the Qin Dynasty's superstar with outstanding military achievements, Ying Chengjiao is at best a fifth-tier star.
Soon, the three of them saw Meng Ao half-lying on the bed, still looking old and majestic.
The three of them all had red faces and were extremely excited. They all knelt on one knee to show their respect to Meng Ao.
"After all these bird rituals, stand up and speak!"
The veteran's face was filled with anger, and it was unclear whether he was woken up in the middle of the night or was speaking up for someone.
Although the three were scolded, they had an expression of extreme pride on their faces.
They have made plans to go out and brag tomorrow that they were scolded by Lord Meng, and their colleagues will be envious of them.
"Repeat to my father what you said before."
"only."
This time it was not a one-man show by one city defense soldier, but three city defense soldiers were vying to speak.
It is a great honor to say a few more words in front of Meng Ao.
Before the three of them finished their story.
When the old general heard Ying Chengjiao say that Zhao Xianglu was the mastermind behind the incident, he became furious.
"This is too much! Take my armor! I want to go to the palace to find His Majesty!"
