Yang Quanjun was slightly stunned and then said angrily: "Who is making noise outside?"

Within a moment, a maid replied: "Your Majesty, a alchemist came from outside the door."

"Plain Master?!" Yang Quanjun snorted. He never believed in the sayings of witch doctors and gods! He has always regarded the first-class alchemist as a liar, and said unhappy: "Boom him away!"

The maid took the order, but after a moment, there was a roar outside the mansion, and the noise was endless.

Yang Quanjun was furious and slapped several tables with a slap, sternly saying: "Rareless!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" The handsome and elegant middle-aged man bowed and persuaded him, and then sent his servant out to inquire about the situation. After a while, another maid hurried forward to report: "Report to you, the alchemist outside the door refused to leave, so he started arguing."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Yang Quanjun was furious and laughed: "It would be fine if Lu Buwei, the slutty servant, can't get along with me everywhere. Now a mere alchemist dares to act wildly in front of my mansion. I really think that my long sword is not good!"

He sneered, stood up suddenly, took off the sword hanging from the pillar, and strode towards the outsider.

Qingjun, middle-aged man, was waiting for a group of servants to follow him in a hurry.

Yang Quanjun walked through the corridor and the palace with murderous aura and saw that the mansion was surrounded by people, probably with his disciples and first-class warriors.

He strode forward and immediately saw the group of visitors and warriors surrounding him.

The man was dressed in a green dress and had a feathered crown and a young alchemist in his twenties.

The samurai shouted loudly, pushing and rushing, trying to knock the young alchemist away, but the young alchemist stood calmly, but his feet seemed to have taken root on the ground. Dozens of people pushed him together, but they were still as stable as Mount Tai, as solid as a rock, and did not move. Instead, the dozens of samurai who pushed him blushed, as if they even had the energy to eat.

Seeing this, Yang Quanjun was furious and said angrily: "Baoshi! Haven't you eaten? Do you even have a few dozen people? I can't kill anyone. What's the use of raising you, the trash?"

Yang Quanjun's scolding was not at all sympathetic. The dozens of guests were all embarrassed and angry, but they couldn't even say a rebuttal.

Qingjun took a step forward, her eyes flashed slightly. She shouted coldly: "Take him with a sword."

The warrior suddenly realized that his sword was unsheathed. In an instant, more than a dozen swords were handed out and slashed over.

The strong wind whistles, and the sword shadows are whistling from all directions.

The Taoist in Qingyi was not moved at all and smiled slightly. The whisk shook, and the white clouds rolled over like a mountain. There was only a sound of choking sounds that kept coming out of the mountains. More than a dozen or twenty long swords were rolled in in an instant. There was a crisp sound, and countless pieces fell to the ground.

"What?"

When Yang Quanjun and others saw this incredible scene, they were all dumbfounded and their scalp was numb.

The Taoist Qingyi smiled and walked slowly towards Yang Quanjun, swinging the whisk in his hand. He whipped the left and right, and the warriors surrounding him fell so hard that they were overturned.

Dingdengdeng... Yang Quanjun changed his fear and was so scared that he took three steps back and said in a dismay: "You, you, you... who are you?"

"Call me." The young Taoist whisk closed and smiled, "I am just a scattered person from the outside world, who took a Taoist name and called Zixiao."

This young Taoist is naturally Wang Dong. After arriving in Qin, he first learned about the current factional forces of Qin. Then he thought about it and started to act as a charlatan.

"What are you going to do to me?" Yang Quanjun was still shocked.

"Your Majesty, don't be afraid. I have no malice in this trip. On the contrary, I want to give you a great fortune."

Wang Dong smiled slightly and activated the soul-catching technique, which affected Yang Quanjun's feelings. The latter was immediately affected and felt respect and awe for the life in front of him.

Taking Wang Dong's cultivation at this time and activating the secret method of spiritual power, even if a first-class expert is a little careless, he will be obsessed with the Tao. Ordinary people like Yang Quanjun who are not knowledgeable in martial arts can only be described as having no effort to influence their feelings.

Within a few days, Wang Dong used some tricks to gain Yang Quanjun's trust. He obeyed his will and acted like a god. He fooled Yang Quanjun to introduce him to King Zhuangxiang.

The Qin Dynasty Palace is divided into the front court and the inner court.

The three main halls of the front court are majestic and magnificent, located on the central axis opposite the front and rear harem gates. On both sides are the Prime Minister's Hall and various official offices. The Hou Court mainly consists of the rear three palaces of the King of Qin and the Queen, and the left and right sides are the East Six Palaces and the West Six Palaces, which are the palaces of the Empress Dowager, the Imperial Concubine, the concubines and the princes.

Wang Dong held an admiring look and looked along the way. He saw that the palaces, pavilions, platforms, corridors and other places in the garden were strictly strict and the atmosphere was solemn, which was not comparable to the palace of Wei.

The carriage and horses slowly drove past the front court and entered an extremely vast square. There were guards from the east and west, leading them. At that moment, Wang Dong and others got out of the car and walked into the inner court.

The architectural forms of the inner court are more diverse than those of the outer court, with compact layout. Each group of buildings has its own courtyard, surrounded by courtyard walls and separated by tall palace walls in different sections. If no one leads the way, it is not uncommon to get lost.

The deeper you go, the tighter the guards are. There are many guards in the military halls on both sides, giving people a great sense of oppression.

Wang Dong was also very interested in this Qin ** team that was so powerful that he swept the world. He saw that these Qin Palace guards had the same laws and actions. He was indeed a strong army in the world. It was no wonder that Qin could finally sweep the ** and unify the world.

King Zhuangxiang likes luxury and leisure, and builds a large palace. This time the banquet is in Qifeng Hall, which is also the most magnificent wooden building in the Later Court.

Qifeng Hall is a three-story high-platz building with a two-story pavilion-style hall on it.

There are more than a dozen palaces of varying sizes on both sides of the hall and the east and west sides of the lower earth platform, including bedrooms, lounges, bathing rooms, bathrooms, etc.

Each room is connected by a corridor and a ramp, with painted murals on the walls. The steps of the corridor are covered with dragon and phoenix patterns or geometric patterns of heart bricks, and the halls and long steps are covered with square bricks, which are grand and magnificent.

Turning around the corridor, the Qifeng Palace came into view.

"Real person, please!" Yang Quanjun greeted him respectfully and signaled Wang Dong to go first. In addition to the guests in the mansion who followed Yang Quanjun, the maids, eunuchs, and palace guards around him all showed shock.

When is an arrogant and domineering Yang Quanjun so respectful to others?!

"Your Majesty, don't be polite."

Wang Dong said lightly.

Several men entered one after another, but before they even stepped into the Qifeng Hall, they came with a long laugh.

Yang Quanjun's expression changed, with a bit of gritting teeth in his expression, and he said coldly: "It's the traitor Lu Buwei, I didn't expect that he would come too."

Wang Dong looked at him and finally saw the most famous speculator in history.

Lu Buwei was about forty years old, with big ears and a burly figure, giving people a very powerful feeling. He was leaving the seat and strides towards Wang Dong and others.

"Haha! I heard that Yang Quanjun was going to see the king, but I didn't know what was going on?" Lu Buwei laughed, but his eyes flashed slightly at Wang Dong, who was one step ahead of Yang Quanjun.

"What do you want to do? Do you still need to inform you of Lu Buwei?" Yang Quanjun fought against each other and sneered.

"Haha, how dare I have such a meaning! It's just that the king is an important minister of the country. If you pay a visit to the king, you will have great things. As a prime minister, how can you not worry about it?"

Lu Buwei smiled.

Yang Quanjun snorted coldly: "Lu Buwei, you have too many things to care about."

Lu Buwei said seriously: "As long as things that are favorable to the country, I will pay attention to it. Just like the position of "Sima Wei" a few days ago, I will take the lead."

Sima Wei was a military general, commanding the troops of the East and West battalions and guarding the Xianyang Palace. This position is naturally extraordinary. A few days ago, Yang Quanjun and Lu Buwei competed for this position, and finally won the Lu Party. Lu Buwei mentioned it at this time, deliberately angering Yang Quanjun.

Sure enough, Yang Quanjun was so angry that his face turned purple, his eyes were resentful, and he said hatefully: "Lu Buwei, you are too proud..."

Lu Buwei smiled and said, "When you are proud, you will naturally be proud."

The two of them talked violently, and they were having a lot of fun fighting!

Wang Dong sighed when he saw it. Compared to the scheming Lu Buwei, Yang Quanjun, who was so excited after only a few words, was simply the same as a two or three-year-old child.

"The victory or defeat is common, why should you be angry?" Wang Dong smiled slightly and said, "As long as you can kill the enemy at once, no matter how many defeats you had before, what does it matter? What does the Prime Minister Lu think?"

Lu Buwei narrowed his eyes, his face suddenly sank, and he shouted coldly: "I am talking to Yang Quanjun. What are you? I am also worthy of interrupting. There are people in the house who do not understand the rules. If you think it is inappropriate, you might as well teach you a lesson on your behalf!"

"Tell me a lesson?" Wang Dong laughed in silence.

"Lu Buwei, you are too arrogant. The real person is my distinguished guest. How dare you be rude to him?" Yang Quanjun was furious, his eyes wide open, and he stared at Lu Buwei, like a cockfighting.

For a moment, the sword was tense and the atmosphere was tense.

At this moment, a team of eunuchs rushed into the hall from left to right, singing and shouting: "The king is here!"

When Lu Buwei, Yang Quanjun and others heard this, they snorted and knelt on both sides to greet the emperor.

Wang Dong stood still, staring outside the hall, and looked extremely eye-catching as the crowd knelt down and bowed.

Lu Buwei took a look and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Quanjun secretly called out bad things and signaled Wang Dong to kneel down, but the latter seemed to be completely ignored.

After a moment, under the guidance of two teams of fierce guards holding long spears, King Zhuangxiang arrived.

Wang Dong looked over and saw that King Zhuangxiang was about forty years old, tall and thin, fair skin as a woman, pale face, and only the imperial crown garment he wore, which gave him some majesty.

King Zhuangxiang also saw Wang Dong standing still, but he was not angry and looked surprised.

An eunuch stepped forward, his eyes as cold as a knife, and he said sternly: "In front of the king, don't gain or lose the favor, the people in the palace kneel down to greet him."

Wang Dong only smiled and bowed slightly to King Zhuangxiang: "I am a person outside the world who worships the heaven and the earth, but he does not worship the emperor on earth."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expression changed.

Lu Buwei seemed to be furious and shouted: "Rareless, little alchemist! He speaks badly, come, let this fang go out!" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!