Outside the Qin King Palace, a black-armored guard stood on both sides of the king's road with a long spear in his hand. A carriage was parked not far from the side. Fan Sui looked at the bronze beast face on the city wall, and his mood suddenly became much calmer. He had simulated the scene of meeting the Qin King countless times in his mind. Now he entered the palace gate, but the messy thoughts in his mind disappeared in an instant. He still continued to be addicted to it. Today he knew what to do.

After repeating the words in my heart, I suddenly remembered Wang Ji's meaningful advice when he came.

"King Zhao usually meets guests in the side hall. Nowadays, he is a self-proclaimed strategist and lobbyist. Brother Fan's opportunity is hard to come by and needs to be grasped. In addition, some words are hard to say in the hall. If you say them, you may be known by those who are interested. At that time, you will offend them not as simple as one person or two. Also, there are many rules in the palace, so you should not walk around at will, especially in Yong Lane behind the side hall. This is the only way for King Zhao to meet guests. It belongs to the forbidden area of ​​the palace. You must not break through..."

Thinking of this, Fan Sui suddenly covered his stomach, his face twitched in pain, and said to the eunuch leading the way, "I don't know why. When I think of meeting King Zhao, I feel so nervous. This time my stomach is still turbulent. I'll ask..."

Before he finished speaking, the eunuch laughed, "It's not a big deal. It's common for him to be nervous when he first met the king. Please be patient. There is a tribute bucket on the side of the side hall. However, as soon as possible, don't miss the time of the meeting."

"Save it, save it." Fan Sui bowed his hand repeatedly and quickly followed the eunuch.

After leaving the eunuch's sight, Fan Sui turned out from the side door and saw an alley not far ahead, with a plaque above, with the words "Yongxiang" written on it. Fan Sui no longer hesitated, and saw that there was no one on the left and right, he quickly walked into Yongxiang.

Before he walked far, he saw a large carriage coming from a distance, with black roofs and red eaves, and a tiger-like sunset on it. There was a row of black armored iron guards on each side. An eunuch next to him was King Zhao's personal supervisor.

When he saw a down-and-out scholar on the opposite side, he did not avoid Wang Jia, but instead walked on the king's way and rushed straight to the king's way. The chief minister was furious. The iron guards on both sides immediately protected Wang Jia. The chief minister quickly walked forward and cursed: "Where did the sour scholar come from? He didn't know how to avoid Wang Jia. Are you looking for death!"

Fan Sui laughed and said to the sarcastic voice: "Just! When did Qin King have ever had Qin? I, Fan Sui, only know that there is the Queen Mother and Rang Marquis!"

In fact, when Wang Ji said that this trip was dangerous and suddenly talked about Yongxiang, Fan Sui already understood what he meant. If he met King Zhao normally, his remarks would probably have been known by the four nobles before leaving the Qin Palace. At that time, even if the King of Qin valued himself, he would be alone in the face of the powerful civil servant group and could not achieve any political achievements. At that time, he would naturally be neglected by the King of Qin. Therefore, only by taking risks and hitting the hidden pain in the King of Qin's heart can he make a request for secret talks. In this way, while protecting himself, he can also completely gain the support of the King of Qin.

As expected, as soon as this offensive sentence was spoken, it hit King Zhao's vital point. Just as the shocked and angry chief commander of the iron guard was about to take the madman down, King Zhao's voice came from the carriage, "Tie the madman and take it into the inner palace secret room, and I will interrogate it alone."

Fan Sui was tied up calmly and followed the Wang Jia who turned around and headed towards the inner palace. At the same time, under the guise of being sick and slow to move, Ying Guang, who was actually walking in spring on the edge of the Wei River, suddenly received a reward from the shadow ahead, saying that there was a strong man robbing a merchant five miles away, and asked if he wanted to avoid it.

When Ying Guang heard someone committing an offense, he naturally would not let it go. He jumped out of the car, snatched the horses of the guards beside him, and called Fengzhuang. The two of them rushed forward to rescue people. Mo Yin in the car glanced at him, knowing that he had been holding back for a long time, and his body was itchy. He called the shadow who had sent the message and asked a few questions carefully. He knew that there was no risk, so he called the guards next to him to quickly follow him, so he just let him go.

After running not far, he saw several men in front of him surrounding a carriage, with many bodies of the hospital guards dead. An eleven or two-year-old child holding a big knife in his hands, protecting himself like a small beast. Two adults were leaning against the shaft behind him, one man and one woman. The man tilted his head and lay on the woman's legs with a sharp blade in his chest. He had been killed for a long time. The woman also had a fatal knife wound on her waist and abdomen. She held the head of her man with one hand and pulled the boy's clothes tightly with the other hand, and kept saying something to the men.

Those men were calmly teasing the child like a beast. Not far away, a maid lying naked in the grass, her eyes wide open, her body was blue and purple, and she was already angry. There was also a maid lying not far away, a strong man with chest hair was constantly shaking. The maid's voice was already hoarse, and she cried with a terrifying cry, her fingers were deeply clasped in the soil, dripping blood.

Such a tragic situation had long aroused the anger in Ying Guang and the others' hearts. Feng Zhuang took the lead and the chain hammer came out, hitting the forehead of the strong man with a strong chest and hair. The man had a lewd smile on his lips, but his head burst like a watermelon, and red and white all over the floor.

The other bandits were shocked and turned around and saw that there were only two Qin people. The tall one in armor seemed to be difficult to deal with. The one behind the clothes was obviously a rich young man. The one who was on the head grinned and said, "I just slaughtered a fat sheep and sent another one. I quietly walked around the old man and pretended not to see you, and let you have a way out, but you pretended to be a hero coming to die! Take action!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin bandit flew out two white cloth bags, the direction was Ying Guang and Feng Zhuang's forehead. Ying Guang was about to block with a knife when he heard Feng Zhuang shouting, "That's white ash, hide quickly."

Ying Guang, one of the horses, avoided the sneak attack, took the opportunity to take off the horse, rushed into the bandits with one arrow, and a sword flashed and headed straight for the thin bandit. Fengzhuang behind him did not use weapons, followed with his hands, grabbed a bandit's wrist holding the knife, and beat it backwards. He heard a click, his joints were cracked, and the steel knife fell into Fengzhuang's other hand. With a backhand, he instantly opened the bandit's neck.

The two of them who aroused the anger had no idea to stop. They were cruel. The last bandit saw something wrong and wanted to get on the horse and escape, but was hit by Ying Guang's flying knife and fell off the horse. At this point, none of the dozen bandits lived.

After calming down for a while, Ying Guang walked to the boy, gently took the knife in his hand, squatted down, looked at the little face splashing with blood, and asked, "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!