Chapter 390: Can You Really Kill Him?
"Don't look at it. I asked for you. He is from Xu."
"Why did you kill him? If you want to shoot me back, just use an empty gun."
"Why, he can't be killed?"
The First Emperor heard a hint of confusion in Ying Chengjiao's tone and was somewhat confused.
"You want to protect the man who framed you and wanted me to kill you? You are not such a pedantic person... Could it be that he has an amazing talent that I don't know about?"
The First Emperor's theory was very simple.
Talented people should be treated preferentially, such as Li Mu, who held a sword to kill the First Emperor, and Dun Ruo, who criticized the First Emperor for being unfilial.
The First Emperor could tolerate crazy people.
But if you do not have the talent of a madman, but have acquired his willful and crazy habits, then you will die.
This is the case with Xu Fu, who compared himself to Feng Quji.
Feng Quji was promoted for speaking out frankly because as the Imperial Censor, his job was to impeach people and things that did not comply with court regulations.
Feng Quji did not agree with Meng Ao's title of nobility, and opposed Ying Chengjiao and went against the First Emperor. He was criticizing the matter, not the person. He was just fulfilling his duties as the Imperial Censor. What the First Emperor wanted was for his subjects to perform their duties.
Xu Fu is different.
As soon as they met, Xu Fu said that Ying Chengjiao had the fate of Mars in the heart, which corresponded to the Tan Lang, which caused chaos, and wanted the First Emperor to kill Ying Chengjiao.
If Xu Fu had agreed straightforwardly when Ying Chengjiao asked him to bet his life just now, it would mean that what Xu Fu said before was true. He was doing this to the matter, not the person, and was fulfilling his duties as a minister.
Although the First Emperor was unhappy, he would not kill Xu Fu, but would reward him for his conscientious behavior, letting the court officials know that as long as they cared about the Qin Dynasty, worked for the good of the Qin Dynasty, and performed their duties conscientiously, no matter what happened or who was involved, it would not matter.
Just like he promoted Feng Quji to the position of Right Prime Minister, he wanted all the ministers to follow his example and perform their duties conscientiously .
The fact that Xu Fu did not dare to gamble with his life showed that what he said before was at least untrue, and he knew very well that those words were false. He just wanted to use the name of Mars guarding the heart to kill Ying Chengjiao.
The First Emperor couldn't stand it anymore.
He had just staged a drama in Xianyang, killing several children of noble families, and made his intention known to all the civil and military officials in the court - anyone who dared to touch his brother should be prepared to die.
As a result, Xu Fu staged a trick of killing someone with a borrowed knife in front of the First Emperor, relying on astronomical phenomena to trick the First Emperor into killing Ying Chengjiao. He had to be killed to serve as a warning to others!
It didn't matter whether Xu Fu had a personal grudge or was being directed by someone else, he must be executed immediately. The First Emperor once again used action to warn his officials not to have any evil intentions towards his brother.
The First Emperor governed the Qin Dynasty through his ministers, and governed his ministers through individual actions.
He used rewards and punishments to let his ministers know what he wanted and what he disliked, so that they would voluntarily correct their behavior and form a good ethos in the Qin court.
A new emperor appoints his own ministers.
It doesn’t mean that the new emperor cannot use old ministers and must replace them with new ones.
It means that when the emperor changes, the old ministers who are immersed in the preferences of the past emperor do not understand the current emperor's thoughts, or they understand them and rely on their seniority to refuse to cater to them.
The current emperor will replace these old ministers if he is not satisfied with their use.
Xu Fu had neither extraordinary talent nor the loyalty to fulfill his duties.
The First Emperor began to feel unhappy when Xu Fu told him that Ying Chengjiao had the fate of Tan Lang, and that Mars would guard his heart and cause chaos.
And at the moment when Xu Fu dared not accept Ying Chengjiao's bet, the First Emperor sentenced the Yin-Yang doctor who had just joined the Doctoral Office to death.
Ying Chengjiao sighed.
"His unknown talent is probably due to good luck."
The Qin Dynasty's ships were still powered by manpower, without steam propellers. Xu Fu was able to sail to the sea to visit the immortals twice without dying, and only a lucky life could explain it.
The third time, he was able to bring 500 boys and girls and land accurately in Japan in the vast ocean where he could not tell east from west. His luck was almost as good as that of the meteorite falling from the sky of the great magician Liu Xiu.
The First Emperor snorted coldly, as if his brother was joking.
He never believed in the word luck, he only believed in strength.
"Wait me a moment."
Ying Chengjiao placed his palm on Xu Fu's chest, and his powerful internal force rushed into Xu Fu's body, destroying all the meridians in his body and making all the ownerless internal force trapped in the corpse dissipate.
If someone were to dissect Xu Fu now, they would find that his body was in a mess, with his spleen ruptured and his blood vessels all tangled together.
Logically speaking, a bullet wound to the heart would mean death, but the book "Corpse Son" that Guiguzi gave to Ying Chengjiao said that if one practices to a high level, one will not die as long as the Qi dissipates.
Ying Chengjiao thought this was just bragging. The Yellow Emperor also said that after perfection, one could ride a dragon and ascend to heaven. The ancients were not always realistic, and exaggeration was common.
But because of the slight worry in his heart, Ying Chengjiao helped Xu Fu disperse his power. He had personally witnessed Guiguzi predict a torrential rain and witnessed the exquisiteness of the corpse technique.
Seeing the remaining fear in Xu Fu's wide-open eyes, Ying Chengjiao breathed a sigh of relief.
There has never been any such thing as destiny. No one is blessed by God and has immortality.
Ying Chengjiao had a bottom line in his heart, but that bottom line was definitely not to not fight back when a knife was placed on his neck. If someone else wanted to kill him, even if the First Emperor didn't kill him, he would definitely go and stab someone in the middle of the night. He did this more than once or twice.
How to repay kindness? Repay grievances with justice!
It's just that when this person became Xu Fu, Ying Chengjiao naturally looked at these historical celebrities through a filter because of his past life experience. It was a bit unbelievable that such a talented person who could leave a name in history died so simply.
"He is just a disciple of the Yin-Yang School."
Ying Chengjiao muttered to himself, and suddenly he understood.
In this life, Xu Fu did not receive a new appointment , nor did he go out to sea to visit immortals for the First Emperor. Now he is just a great Yin-Yang master who is proficient in the art of Yin-Yang.
Death is normal.
He stood up and no longer looked at Xu Fu, who had lost all his energy and looked completely dead.
"Let's go, my brother, and go see Zhao Gongming."
The First Emperor nodded, followed Ying Chengjiao out of the carriage, and asked as he walked:
"Why do you keep insisting on whether Xu Fu is from Chu?"
Ying Chengjiao did not tell Guiguzi's prophecy, but made up a story:
"Yin and Yang magic and witchcraft seem similar to me. I wonder if there is some connection."
The First Emperor had no doubts and said:
“There is no origin.
"The Yin-Yang School was founded by Zou Yan, who believed in the harmony of Yin and Yang and the five virtues. I am interested in the water virtue of the Qin Dynasty based on Zou Yan's words: governing the country is useless, but fooling the people is a good way.
"The witch culture of the Chu State is the product of the Xiong family entering Chu and integrating with the local people. Witchcraft is just another way of practicing, just like martial arts."
After talking for a few words, the two men arrived outside the carriage, and the doctor Zhang Han bowed slightly to the First Emperor.
The First Emperor nodded and asked casually:
"Has Zhao Gongming arrived at car number two?"
Zhang Han looked apologetic.
“It hasn’t been taken yet.”
The First Emperor was somewhat displeased and said:
"Why?"
Ying Chengjiao was also a little puzzled and looked at Zhang Han.
Unless this Zhao Gongming is really the deity in the Investiture of the Gods who can control the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls, there is no reason why he would not be captured.
In this world, the person who has the most masters is not Ying Chengjiao, but the First Emperor.
No matter whether it was Yue Nu, Gai Nie, or Ying Chengjiao with a gun, they all had no way out under the full-scale attack of the palace masters.
The reason why the First Emperor looked down upon personal bravery was that he had seen too many masters. However, in the process of unifying the country, these masters were of no use except as personal guards to protect important figures.
Throwing these masters into the army may not be better than a battle-hardened veteran in large-scale combat.
"Zhao Gongming has a black tiger protecting him, and his martial arts are also quite good. We cannot capture him alive without hurting his life."
Zhang Han stole a glance at Ying Chengjiao.
"If I and the Vietnamese woman join the battle, we should be able to defeat this beast in a quarter of an hour."
What Zhang Han didn't say was that it was the Yue woman who first discovered Zhao Gongming and forced Zhao Gongming to yell to make her intentions known, and who had been supervising the battle nearby.
The palace master who took action did not know whether Yuenu was a friend or an enemy, and part of his attention was focused on Yuenu. However, he did not dare to harm Zhao Gongming's life because of orders, so he fought timidly.
If they risked their lives, and exchanged their wounds for the chance to attack, they would have captured Zhao Gongming long ago. But capturing people is not like protecting the First Emperor, and there is a rich reward for the merit of protecting the emperor. Risking their lives to capture people will only leave behind a poorly trained person, and his death will be in vain. Why would anyone risk their lives?
"Then kill him."
The First Emperor was not very interested in Zhao Gongming, but he gave the order to capture him alive only because his own brother was interested in him.
Mount Zhongnan is not far from Xianyang. If Zhao Gongming really wants to be a minister, he can go to Xianyang to meet him. Asking for an audience in the deep mountains and old forests in the middle of the night, how can this be a good thing?
"Black tiger? Are you sure it's a black tiger? The fight was so intense, but I didn't hear any tiger roars."
Ying Chengjiao's eyes lit up.
"Han is sure." Zhang Han nodded and said seriously, "The black tiger is very human. It saves all its strength for attacking and will not use it on useless roaring."
"Interesting, take me to see it."
Ying Chengjiao was very interested.
"Why are you looking at this? It's just a tamed beast. If you want one, I'll give you one."
The First Emperor was speechless. Why was his younger brother always interested in trivial matters?
"Brother, don't you want to know the true omen of Mars guarding the heart?"
"Xu Fu is not the only Yin-Yang doctor in the Doctoral Office. I can ask others."
“…”
Ying Chengjiao had no more suitable excuses, so he was silent for a moment and said confidently:
"I want to see it. I've never seen a black tiger fight that can be controlled by humans."
"childish!"
The First Emperor gave a two-word instruction and called up a hundred officials, who, under the protection of the secret shadow guards, went to the fighting arena where rumbling sounds were heard constantly.
As we passed through the jungle, the rumbling sound became louder and louder.
As we got closer to our destination, we began to hear low tiger roars.
Ying Chengjiao was annoyed that these officials were walking too slowly. He was so impatient that he wanted to rush out more than once.
The First Emperor ordered Zhang Han to stay with this troublesome and childish brother and not to allow Ying Chengjiao to escape. Ying Chengjiao was helpless as he could not defeat Zhang Han.
Swish~
A shadow fell from the sky, and the secret guards had received orders from Zhang Han to ignore the shadow and let her fall into the protection circle of the official.
She was wearing a night suit, with a graceful and heroic figure. In her hand was a two-foot sharp sword, different from the three-foot Qin sword. She was none other than the Yue woman.
He landed beside Ying Chengjiao and smiled.
"When I saw the black tiger, I knew my husband was interested in this, so I spared this man's life."
[Many experts were unable to defeat Zhao Gongming, but you alone can take his life? ]
The First Emperor looked at Zhang Han with doubt.
Zhang Han nodded, indicating that what the woman said was true.
The First Emperor finally realized that Ying Chengjiao knew that Zhang Han was assigned the task of protection, but he still wanted Zhang Han to be barbecued just for the sake of satisfying his desire for words.
It turned out that it was a master who had arranged the patrol long ago.
The First Emperor looked at the Yue girl, stopped, and said in a deep voice:
"You call me Mr. Cheng Jiao? Are you Mrs. Cheng Jiao?"
Compared with Zhao Gongming, the First Emperor was more interested in this.
Ying Chengjiao pushed the First Emperor forward and said impatiently:
"Yes, yes. Let's talk about this later. Let's go see Zhao Gongming and Hei Hu first."
Anger appeared on the Emperor's face, and he kept scolding as he walked.
"How ridiculous! You actually want your wife to patrol at night. Don't you know how dangerous it is? Do you have no one under your command?"
"She's better at fighting than me. If she didn't use a gun, beating me would be like playing."
"That won't work either!"
The girl from Yue followed beside him and thought that the First Emperor, who seemed to be extremely powerful in the past, was a good person.
It didn't take long.
The sounds of fighting were clearly audible, the sounds of wind, tiger roars, and fists and feet hitting each other were all as if they were right next to your ears. In the dark night, only a few human figures could be seen flying up and down, and a huge monster twisting its body.
Zhang Han ordered a hundred eunuchs with torches to round up these people.
Under the light of the fire, the terrain was completely revealed.
The fallen trees and broken and withered branches were all the results of these people's battle.
Ying Chengjiao finally saw the full appearance of Zhao Gongming and the huge and handsome black tiger!
This Qigong practitioner from Mount Zhongnan was burly and strong, like a big bear. But what he held in his hand was not the most common sword, but a thick iron whip!
The iron whip was swung with great force, and when it landed on the trees, the trees that were thick enough to be hugged by a person could still hold out for a few hits, while those that were as thick as a hand could be broken in one hit. The trees on the ground with rough and uneven cuts were all the result of the iron whip.
Seeing the power of the iron whip, Ying Chengjiao knew why he had been unable to defeat this man. If the iron whip hit a person, there would be no injury, only death.
If you want to capture the martial arts master Zhao Gongming alive, you have to pay with your life!
That’s not all.
The black tiger next to him is more ferocious than Zhao Gongming himself. Its big size means it can do whatever it wants.
Claws pounce and mouth bite.
Even its tail can be used as a soft whip, and its whipping power is not necessarily worse than that of a steel whip, but if you are hit by it, you will suffer no good consequences.
"Can you really kill him?"
Ying Chengjiao asked the Yue girl beside him.
He was a little bit unbelievable. From his point of view, Zhao Gongming was much braver than Yue Nu.
"But, would you like to see it, my husband?"
The Yue girl drew her sword, her face full of smiles because she was backed by the First Emperor.
