"My son, I thank my father for them."
Qin Xiu smiled and cupped his fists.
Seeing that his father was in a good mood, he said again:
"Father, Nangong Baiyi's talent is excellent and rare in the world. I boldly suggest that we open the treasure house of books and let her go in to read the classics. In less than three years, our Great Qin will definitely have another land god!"
"Becoming a land god in three years? Xiu'er has so much confidence in her?"
Ying Zheng was sitting in front of the coffee table, drinking tea with a smile, and was slightly surprised.
He became a land immortal from the Zhixuan realm in three years. If someone else had said this, Ying Zheng would have insisted on punishing him, but this was what Qin Xiu said, and he knew that the latter would not lie to him.
Qin Xiu nodded and said:
"Father, please grant me your permission!"
Are you kidding me? She has the white fox face, she is the most beautiful woman in Xuedao, and she is also the best swordsman.
Just give her enough time,
Let her create sixteen pavilions, or even eighteen pavilions. Cutting down the land gods is like chopping melons and vegetables. Even if the immortals come to the world in the later stage, she can still chop them down.
"Okay, since Xiu'er is so optimistic about this girl, I will open the treasure house and make an exception to let her in to watch. But if she fails to become a land god in three years, I will hold Xiu'er to task, haha."
Ying Zheng said he wanted to punish him, but his eyes were full of doting.
Qin Xiu said with a smile:
"Father, I'm afraid I have no chance."
Three years is a very short time for ordinary people. It is difficult to become a land god, let alone a celestial phenomenon. But the other party has a white fox face, and he has his own help, so three years is nothing but modest.
"By the way, Father, it's been a while since I've been back. I've been living in the palace with fine clothes and fine food, and delicacies from mountains and seas. Over time, it won't be beneficial to my cultivation. It will only make me greedy for pleasure..."
"So you want to make a career in the world again?"
Before Qin Xiu finished speaking, Ying Zheng put down the tea cup and looked at Qin Xiu with his long eyes.
Qin Xiu nodded and said:
"Yes!"
I want to travel around the world, visit the Yin Yang family, decipher Canglong Qisu, and become immortal, but this magnificent palace will only hinder my plan.
Ying Zheng sighed and said with emotion:
"Xiu'er, you have been dreaming of being in the world since you were a child. How could your father not know this? My father can let you out of the palace, but you have to promise your father one thing."
"whats the matter?"
Qin Xiu noticed Ying Zheng's seriousness.
Just listen to Ying Zheng's words:
"Father wants you to take charge of the snare!"
"Let me take charge of the snare?!"
Qin Xiu was slightly shocked when he heard this.
Immediately asked:
"Father, after Zhao Gao was demoted, Luowang is now in charge of the prime minister. If my father lets his son take charge, I'm afraid the prime minister won't be happy."
"Not happy? So what!"
Ying Zheng snorted coldly.
Extremely domineering and authentic:
"This world is my world, this country is my country. If I want him to live, I will live, if I want him to die, I will die. Who dares to resist? I will let him have nothing!"
"My son, I understand."
Feeling his father's dominance, Qin Xiu nodded.
Li Si was the prime minister, the master of Fu Su, and the master of the net. His power was so great that it was shocking. It was no wonder that his father wanted to reduce his power.
Ying Zheng said solemnly:
"Luowang is an extremely ancient assassin organization. It has a long history and is as good as the Empire. Now that it has become the sharp blade of the Empire, it naturally needs to be in the hands of a trustworthy person. Once it gets out of control, the consequences will be disastrous."
Qin Xiu nodded.
The high-ranking officials in Luowang, such as Zhanri and Xuanjian, appear to be loyal to the empire and follow orders, but in fact they all have their own opinions and plans.
all in all.
The snare is not that loyal, so it must be controlled by a trustworthy person, otherwise this empire's sharp blade may also hurt the empire itself.
Ying Zheng spoke again:
"Xiu'er, you are the person I trust most. Only if you control the snare can I sit back and relax. I don't believe anyone."
"Father!"
Qin Xiu stared at Ying Zheng.
His father only trusted himself and no one else. This sentence made Qin Xiu very emotional and very moved at the same time.
"Okay, I promise my father to control the net and be the master of the net!"
"I really saw you right!"
Hearing this, Yingzheng Longyan was overjoyed.
It was decided that Qin Xiu would become the master of the net. Ying Zheng said no more, took out the token and awarded it to Qin Xiu. At the same time, he did not stop Qin Xiu from returning to the world, but chose to acquiescence.
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Xianyang, Tianlao.
The Heavenly Prison is divided into three floors. The first floor holds court officials, and the second floor holds martial arts masters.
On the third floor, relatives of the emperor were imprisoned.
"Come here! I'm very thirsty! Bring me some water!"
Mr. Hu Hai, who was wearing a football uniform, held the prison railing with both hands and yelled at the cell leader and others.
After a while, the prison head came over and said:
"Do you want to drink water? Bring me the money. Not to mention water, I can get it for you, even if it's fine wine or jade liquid."
"Bold!!"
Hu Hai angrily scolded the cell leader and said solemnly:
"I am the prince of the current dynasty, and my teacher is the master of the net. When my father's anger has passed, he will send someone to take me back to the palace. By then, let's see if I don't skin you!"
Leave it to normal times.
When the cell leader heard Hu Hai's words, he would obediently take out the water. After all, a tiger's poison cannot eat its seeds. After all, he is His Majesty's biological son.
Thinking of the ruthless Zhao Gao, the cell leader was even more trembling with fear. Everyone knew how powerful the snare was and how terrifying Zhao Gao was.
but now.
Hearing Hu Hai's nonsense, the cell leader laughed loudly and said:
"Are you the current prince? Your teacher is the master of the net? Yes, yes, yes, you can continue to dream about the Spring and Autumn Period, but if you don't have water, there is a bucket of swill. You can do it yourself."
After saying that, he threw a bucket of swill at the door of the prison. As for whether Hu Hai drank or not, the prison chief was too lazy to care.
"asshole!!"
Hu Hai kicked over the swill and cursed the cell leader:
"My teacher is Luowang Zhao Gao. The next time he comes to see me, I will force Six Sword Slave to take action and kill you, you bastard!"
Hear this.
The cell leader who had left suddenly stopped, his eyes showing a sinister light.
"Are you talking more and more enthusiastically? Are you giving me some face?!"
The cell leader walked to Hu Hai's cell door, grabbed him by the hair, slapped him on the head and face more than a dozen times, then kicked him in the stomach and cursed:
"Calling you Young Master means giving you face. If Young Master Fusu hadn't told me not to bully you as much as possible, you would have died a hundred times!"
"What did you say?!"
Hu Hai was a little surprised when he heard this.
The prison boss continued to curse:
"By the way, I almost forgot to tell you. Zhao Gao sent Six Swordsmen to assassinate the Ninth Young Master, but the Ninth Young Master killed him in reverse. The Zhao family was bloodbathed, so the teacher you mentioned will never come to see you again."
"No way! You lied to me!"
Hu Hai was completely shocked this time.
The prison head said sarcastically:
"My cousin's second aunt's aunt is a concubine in the harem. I heard from him that His Majesty wants the Ninth Young Master to control the net, so don't have any illusions."
"Let Nine Mad Men be the master of the trap? Father, he must be an old fool!"
Hu Hai didn't believe what the cell leader said at all.
The prison head glared and said angrily:
"How dare you! How dare you disrespect His Majesty! I'm looking for a beating!"
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
The whip hit Hu Hai so hard that his skin was torn open and his wounds were turned out. He screamed in pain and walked away on the spot.
That night.
The cell leader threw Hu Hai from the solitary prison into the sodomite's room.
All night long.
Young Master Hu Hai, who had tender skin and tender flesh, and young Master Hu Hai, who had delicate features and beautiful features, were ravaged and trampled on in turn. Life was worse than death, and the sky was dark.
After seven days.
Hu Hai was interrogated, escorted, and sent to the frontier. On the way, he suffered from syphilis and died on the way to exile. His body was transported back to Xianyang. After Ying Zheng looked at it, he remained silent and was hastily buried.
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