Just listen to Zhao Gaoyin and say sadly:
"You should know that only the imperial family and the cabinet of Great Qin are eligible to enter the treasure house, and the treasure house contains not only gold, silver and jewelry, but also many confidential documents of the empire,"
Hu Hai listened intently.
Zhao Gao said with a sinister look in his eyes:
"If these documents were suddenly lost and happened to appear in the rebellious hands of the Six Nations, how do you think His Majesty would feel? Haha."
Listening to Zhao Gao's words, Hu Hai was confused at first.
But soon,
His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he smiled:
"Father will definitely think that there is a traitor in the empire!"
Zhao Gao nodded and smiled sinisterly:
"Yes, and if by chance, all the clues point to the Ninth Young Master and prove that he is the traitor, what do you think His Majesty will do?"
Hu Hai's eyes brightened when he heard this.
Although Ying Zheng loves all the princes very much, he also distinguishes between public and private matters. Even if the eldest prince Fusu commits collusion with the enemy and betrays the country, Ying Zheng will not be lenient. Instead, he will punish him severely to serve as a warning to others.
After all, only a country has a home.
"According to my father's character, at least he can be demoted to a commoner, or at worst, he can be punished on the spot! No matter which way it is, the Nine Crazy People are finished, hahaha!"
When Hu Hai said this, his eyes were full of expectations.
But he was worried and said:
"But teacher, Crazy Nine is just a little crazy, and he won't betray the Qin Dynasty, let alone give the secrets of the empire to the rebellious hands of the Six Kingdoms."
"He really won't do it, but we can help him do it."
Zhao Gao's eyes showed a strong and sinister luster.
"Teacher!...Brilliant!"
Hu Hai suddenly realized this, and was extremely happy and admired.
Yes, Qin Xiu will not betray the Qin Dynasty, let alone reveal the top secrets of the empire to the rebellion of the six countries.
But Zhao Gao and Hu Hai,
With the Luowang organization in their hands, they could frame Qin Xiu, and with all the witnesses and material evidence available, they could make this case a solid case.
At that time, Qin Xiu would not be able to argue.
When the yellow mud falls into the crotch, it is either feces or feces.
It is about the safety of the empire.
Even if Ying Zheng wanted to protect Qin Xiu, he had no choice but to severely punish him, otherwise it would be difficult to convince the public and the emperor's prestige would be affected.
"Hu Hai, the teacher is still saying the same thing. Since ancient times, the battle for the throne has been fought between brothers and blood flowed into rivers, without exception for thousands of years. You must not be the slightest bit merciful, otherwise, you will be the one who will die in the future! !”
Zhao Gao opened his mouth to instigate Hu Hai.
"I see!"
Hu Hai nodded heavily.
The more he studied with Zhao Gao, the more he gradually discovered that one cannot stand firmly without ruthlessness.
The art of the emperor is a ruthless art.
In order to achieve hegemony, any siblings or brothers can be killed.
Compared with thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, what kind of brotherhood is there? What kind of father-son relationship? It's not worth a penny, it's all bullshit.
"By the way, teacher, when do you plan to take action?"
Hu Hai couldn't wait to see Qin Xiu become a prince and be labeled a traitor to the empire.
He was imprisoned for being unjust, causing the world to be unfaithful, causing the earth to become ineffective, demoted to a commoner, exiled thousands of miles, and finally died of illness on the road to exile.
Then he can even wake up from his dream with a smile.
"Our plan needs time to be implemented. The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, so let the Ninth Young Master enjoy himself for a few days."
Zhao Gao set the date for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
After all, there are too many things that need to be done to trap a prince. Since Zhao Gao controls the trap, he has to do it step by step, and it must be completed at the Mid-Autumn Festival as soon as possible.
Hu Hai laughed proudly and said:
"When the time comes, we will enjoy the moon together. When Nine Mad Men become a prisoner, I will personally visit him in the sky prison and bring his maid with him. I couldn't be happier, hahaha."
Mid-Autumn Festival in the past.
There are celebrations held every year in the palace, but Hu Hai has long been tired of them, but this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, he has a good show.
"Hu Hai, you'd better restrain yourself before you deal with him."
Zhao Gao warned seriously.
As a student, I have a bit of a mental disorder. Before I kill Master Xiu, I want to seize other people's palace maids. Even if such a person ascends the throne and becomes emperor in the future, he will still be a coward.
But that’s fine too.
Only a faint king is easy to control and easily becomes a puppet. If he is a wise king and a wise master, Zhao Gao will be difficult to control.
Hu Hai nodded quickly and said:
"Don't worry, teacher, I won't do anything wrong again."
Zhao Gao felt slightly relieved, and gave Hu Hai a few more words, and healed his wounds and set his bones before leaving his residence and contacting Yan Lingji with a coded message.
He wanted to frame Qin Xiu for collaborating with the enemy and treason.
Then Yan Lingji needs to be the internal response, otherwise it will be difficult to bring down a prince if the personal and material evidence is incomplete.
It was even harder to convince Ying Zheng.
"Crazy Nine, let me see how you die this time. It's useless to kneel down and beg me, hahaha!"
After the broken arm was reattached, Hu Hai drank a glass of wine and remembered what Qin Xiu had done, his eyes flashed with viciousness and a look of strong expectation.
……………
At this moment, Qin Xiu had just walked out of the treasure house. He didn't know yet that a shocking conspiracy surrounding him was quietly unfolding.
"Finally the materials are gathered together."
"The next thing to do is to slowly refine the clone."
With three auxiliary materials in hand, Qin Xiu returned the key to the treasure house to Ying Zheng with a smile on his face, then strode back to Qiankun Palace, closed the doors and windows, and started refining alone in the hall.
The process of refining a clone is boring and boring.
When Qin Xiu had nothing to do, he would hang out in Xianyang City and inquire about the latest trends in the world. If he didn't listen, he wouldn't know.
Shaolin Temple actually wanted to take action against him.
Because he, as the spear god in white, killed many Shaolin masters, such as Kongwen, Kongzhi, Kongxing, Duanhe, Duanhe, Duanjie, etc.
The Shaolin Temple offers a reward for 72 unique skills.
Invite Buddhist masters from all over the world, mainly the peerless experts in the Celestial Realm, to gather in a temple called "Jinguang Temple" within the Great Qin Empire to hold a meeting to subjugate and eliminate demons.
They said it was a meeting to subjugate demons, but they actually wanted to kill Qin Xiu.
It is said that the Jinguang Temple is now there.
There are several Buddhist masters in the Celestial Realm sitting inside. In addition, there are also a lot of powerful people in the Zhixuan Realm, and there are even more martial arts masters.
All of them are Buddhist masters.
At the gate of Jinguang Temple, a huge life and death arena was set up, and eighteen pieces of white cloth were pulled out as banners and slogans, inscribing various sins of the gun god in white and threatening to kill the gun god in white.
As soon as this incident came out, the world was boiling.
Many martial arts people who had been favored by the White Gun God stood up and complained, but Shaolin acted in such a domineering manner.
So the results can be imagined.
All the righteous people were mercilessly killed, and some died in quite miserable circumstances.
"Enough of these bald asses."
"When I become a clone, I will go and deal with them!"
Buddhist thought is great. It can help people escape from suffering, completely get rid of obsessions and worries, and allow ordinary people to reach a wonderful state of contentment.
But Buddhist thought and Buddhist masters are two different things.
It can be said that Qin Xiu has no good impression of Buddhist masters, only disgust and contempt.
After finding out about these Jianghu affairs, Qin Xiu returned to Qiankun Palace again and concentrated on refining the clone. He was not in a hurry to go to Jinguang Temple.
Anyway, this so-called demon slaying conference will continue for many days.
If the gun god in white doesn't show up, the demon slaying conference won't end.
