Seeing what he said, Gao Jianli had no choice but to say, "That's all, I just thought of it suddenly, just to mention something to you." He only hoped that it was him Guess wrong.

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    One month later, Xianyang City, Qin Palace.

    Today, the envoys of the State of Yan will present a great gift to the King of Qin.

    Azheng was dressed in court clothes, arranged for the nine guests of honor, and waited for the arrival of the envoys from the Kingdom of Yan.

    A few days ago, the concubine Meng Jia came to speak, saying that the king of Yan wanted all the people of Yan to be the people of Qin and pay taxes. He only hoped to keep the ancestral temple of Yan. For this reason, he specially sent envoys to present Fan Yuqi's head The map of Dukang and Dukang of the Yan Kingdom, as the sincerity of the Natu pleading a minister, I hope the king can accept it.

    Since Yan Guo was so upright, Ah Zheng naturally accepted it with a smile. Although it is not difficult for Qin State to conquer Yan State, it is naturally better to be able to win the title of Yan State's bowed minister without spending a single soldier.

    For this reason, he specially bathed and changed clothes, set up nine guests of honor, and waited for the arrival of the envoys of Yan State.

    While the ministers of the State of Qin were waiting, the envoy of the State of Yan finally arrived. I saw one person holding a square wooden box and the other holding a long wooden box, walking slowly into the hall and bowing their heads to Qin Wangzheng.

    Ah Zheng was overjoyed, the envoy of Yan State knelt down to him, which was equivalent to the surrender of the entire Yan State. He said to the two envoys: "Present the gift."

    The two envoys slowly approached King Qin who was sitting on the high platform with the wooden box, and saw that the envoy holding the square wooden box was pale, His hands trembled slightly, he sprained his ankle while walking, and even fell the wooden box to the ground, followed by a bulging human head rolling out of the box.

    Seeing that the envoy of Yan State was in such a mess, all the courtiers burst out laughing.

    Ah Zheng also couldn't help laughing and said, "Why is this envoy of Yan looking so pale? Could it be that he is sick? Come, go and call Doctor Xia." Jing Ke secretly thought that something was wrong. The person next to him was Qin Wuyang, who was said to be from Yan

    State The warrior who killed someone without changing his face at the age of twelve was specially recruited by Yan Dan to help him, but he did not expect to be so unbearable.

    He hurriedly explained to Qin Wangzheng: "Your Majesty, this man is cowardly. Seeing that His Majesty is so majestic, he can't even hold the things in his hands steadily. Please forgive me." After hearing Jing Ke's explanation

    , The minister of Qin State in the hall laughed even more.

    There was a smile on the corner of Ah Zheng's mouth: "So that's the case, then you don't have to trouble Doctor Xia. Don't worry, I forgive you for not being guilty." At

    this time, Fan Yuqi's head had been picked up and put back into the wooden box, Qin Wuyang After handing over the wooden box in his hand to the old eunuch beside Qin Wangzheng, he took two steps back.

    Jing Ke walked into Qin Wangzheng step by step, and said in his mouth: "Your Majesty, I have the map of Dukang in my hand. Please allow me to unfold this map for you personally.

    " So he agreed to his request: "Okay, you can open the map."

    Jing Ke opened the wooden box, and showed Dukang map in front of Qin Wangzheng bit by bit.

    Ah Zheng saw that the water network was densely covered in the map, and he thought to himself, no wonder this place can become the granary of Yan State, and if he takes over this place in the future, he can order people to learn from the water conservancy construction here.

    He was thinking about how to order people to improve the water conservancy, when suddenly a cold light flashed from the picture scroll, and a dagger was coming towards him.

    Ah Zheng froze in place for a moment, trying to stand up to escape, but found that he couldn't stand up no matter what. The courtiers didn't expect such a sudden change, and they didn't know how to react for a while. At this critical moment, Xia Wuqie on the side hurriedly took off the medicine bag on his body and threw it at Jing Ke's head, shouting at the same time: "Your Majesty, run—"

    Ah Zheng finally realized, and hurriedly ran off the throne. Seeing this, Jing Ke hurriedly chased after him. The two circled around the big pillar in the hall, one ran and the other chased, but none of the ministers next to him stepped forward to help.

    Ah Zheng thought that it was not an option to continue running like this, so he drew out the decorated bronze sword on the wooden stand beside him, and stabbed at the person behind him.

    At this moment, the courtiers finally came to their senses, and those who knew martial arts stepped forward to help, while the rest went out to call the imperial guards outside the hall.

    Ah Zheng had a long sword in his hand, and Jing Ke had a short blade in his hand, the length of which intersected with the short blade, so the short blade was naturally no match for the long sword. Jing Ke was stabbed several times by Qin Wangzheng and was wounded on the ground. At this time, the imperial army arrived in time, took the blade from Jing Ke's hand, and captured Jing Ke, and the farce ended.

    Ah Zheng panted at the side, and he was relieved when he saw that the imperial army bound the two envoys of the Yan Kingdom with ropes. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a cold light, and quickly said to the imperial guard who was holding the murder weapon: "Wait, show me."

    This dagger seemed familiar. Because Ah Ju gave him a similar dagger not long ago, Ah Zheng remembered this dagger very clearly.

    He looked at the envoy of Yan Kingdom who came to assassinate him today, frowned, and said slowly: "Are you Qing Ke?"

    Jing Ke froze on the spot.

    The author has something to say:

    Wang negative sword will not write, I am afraid that Ah Zheng will come to me at night. Good night, everyone.

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