"this..."

"You're serious!"

When Lao Ai heard his companions’ doubts, he didn’t care and shook his head and showed off:

"What Lao said is all messages from secrets in the palace and does not send them. Don't ask where you come from, I will never tell you!"

Everyone saw Lao Ai's expression of beating, and they all guessed the source of the news, but this was not the time to pursue the source of the news, and they all started to discuss the truth or falsehood of the news.

"Why don't the Lord be the king?"

"Yes, then aren't we the minister of the king's hidden residence?"

"Well~ If this matter is true, then what we are blocking must be the young master who threatens the new king, and we must not underestimate it."

"Yes, this person must have received some news when he returned to the city at this time. We must not let him go easily. It is best to kidnap him, find no one to settle him, and wait for the new king to come down!"

"Hey! This is inappropriate. The new king only asked me to come and stop him, and did not give any instructions. If we make a decision privately and miss the new king's big affairs, wouldn't that be a mistake?"

"Hiss! This statement makes some sense. The New Lord's order must have a complete plan. If we disturb it and mislead the New Lord, then we will be indestructible!"

Lao Ai watched them discuss coldly, without any intention of participating. Someone noticed Lao Ai's expression, and suddenly the governor had something wrong, quickly stopped the noise and turned around and asked:

"Mr. Lao, can our words be wrong?"

"It's a big mistake! It's a very mistake!"

When Lao Ai heard someone ask a question, pretended to be a scholar, looked at everyone and said contemptuously:

"Do you know that the person who comes is the prince who threatens the king the most. If there is no such person, the king will have no one to stop him from ascending the throne!"

"If we kill him here and make an iron case, then the emperor will definitely ascend to the throne. At that time, we will not only be ministers of the secret residence, but also ministers of the dragon!"

"this..."

When everyone heard what Lao Ai said, they looked at him in shock and could not let go of him for a long time.

"You...you mean, kill him..."

Upon hearing this, Lao Ai nodded harshly.

"That's natural. If you think about it carefully, if the king fails to plan and this person is lucky enough to ascend the throne, then we, the king and the ministers, will definitely die without a place to bury you!

But if this person dies, it will be inevitable that the king will ascend the throne. We can ascend to a high position like the Marquis Wenxin, and win the position of Marquis!

Is it not easy to compare which one is more important?”

"But he is the blood of the king after all, and I'll do it privately. Will this be a bit...?"

"Hmph! Waste!"

Lao Ai cursed disdainfully and then said:

"If you don't have the courage, you will take care of this matter yourself. If the emperor blames you, you will take it upon yourself. Just don't ruin your future!"

After saying that, I ignored these brave bandits.

This group of people has only been a ranger who has been playing swordsmanship for several years. If he had the courage, he would have joined the army to fight for wealth. How could he be willing to play with a child?

Although Lao Ai is not a good guy, he is indeed a little better than these people. At least he can be cruel and ruthless, and he can only be regarded as a general among the shorts.

After all, it was Qin State, and the promotion channels had long been opened up by Shang Jun. Anyone with ambition would either follow the literature or join the army.

Most of the remaining things are things that are not as good as martial arts. The family is a little rich and cannot bear the hardships of farming. They run to Xianyang and just live a life.

What can I do if I expect these gangsters to do things?

"Cry!"

A sharp roar, the stones broke through the layers of water mist, and penetrated into everyone's ears.

"Silence, they are here!"

There is a wide straight road from Hangu to Xianyang. This road is the official road of Qin. It shoulders the responsibility of transporting troops and adjusting grain, so it is very broad and solid.

From Hangu, most of them will follow this path when they want to go to Xianyang.

At this time, it was raining and the four paths were blocked by mud, so this place became a must-pass road.

After a few days of heavy rain, there were very few pedestrians on the official road. No one except the post officer who sent the message would travel in this weather.

In addition to Master and Apprentice Wang Guanlan!

In the rain in the distance, an unmanned carriage slowly moved forward. Although it was unmanaged, the path did not shift at all.

"Is that true?"

"Hiss, it doesn't look like it!"

"Is there no honor and no follower, is it a mistake?"

Everyone was really unsure of their minds when they looked at the lonely carriage.

Lao Ai, who was ahead, was a little wandering when he saw this scene.

As he thought, the young master had to have 3000 followers when he went on a trip. Even if he wanted to have a light car, he had to have 20 or 30 followers, right?

They have a mechanism and a Dunjia here, and even brought three powerful bows. But they saw this as soon as they came. What a joke?

"Ask again, you must not make any mistakes!"

"Here!"

A swordsman heard Lao Ai's words and took out a copper whistle from his arms and blew it gently, which was particularly melodious.

"Cry!"

Another scream came, and there was a hint of shrillness in the void.

"Sir, the third brother said it was them, there was no one else!"

When Lao Ai heard this, his brows frowned tightly. There was something wrong with things, which made him feel a little afraid to take action.

"Sir, when you came up, you said, let us obey the orders of Mr., you tell me, how do we do it?"

When Lao Ai heard the words of the swordsman behind him, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. He didn't say that when you questioned me before.

"Hmm~huh~"

Lao Ai took a deep breath, slowly exhaled, made up his mind, and said ruthlessly:

"Prepare, the arrow is on the string, and we have to fire it. When the carriage enters the range of the mechanism, we will do it!"

"Here!"

"Hurry, everyone is ready. After a while, you will be able to shoot the bow and arrow first, and then rush forward with Dunjia. Everyone else must stop everyone!"

"Quick, bow and arrow, get ready!"

When a group of people heard someone making an idea, they acted according to the plan. The team of more than 40 people was in chaos!

In the carriage, Wang Xuebin turned his head and looked at the interesting scene and almost laughed out loud.

"Oh hey! This falls so hard! Hiss~ I guess I'll have to raise it for two months!"

When Zhao Zheng saw his master talking to himself with a smile, he was puzzled and came over and asked curiously:

"What is the master looking at? Can you tell me about it?"

Wang Xuebin didn't care when he heard this and said casually:

"A group of thieves who want to ambush ours, hey, one more fell, two more!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zheng hurried over and looked out to the small window.

“Where?”

Wang Xuebin was squeezed aside by Zhao Zheng, and didn't care. He said with a smile:

"In front, there are about forty people on the top of the mountain wall on the right. I see there is a mechanism, and I will leave it to you!"

As he said that, someone leaned back, picked up the covered bowl he had just brewed, gently slid the tea leaves with the lid, took a sip, and said lightly:

"Before I finish drinking this cup of tea, I will see their leader appear in front of me. You can decide whether to live or die by yourself. Anyway, I will see the result!"

"Go!"

As soon as Wang Xuebin finished speaking, the carriage suddenly stopped. When Zhao Zheng heard his master's words, he picked up the weapon beside him without thinking and rushed out of the car with a footstep.

The ripples of rain wet Zhao Zheng's white clothes. He looked at the people on the mountain wall with resentment and rushed up with weapons.

He knew that his master's evil tastes were some ways to prank him. If his master's arrangements were not completed, he would not have thought about it these days.

There are more than 40 people, a cup of tea, and this is clearly because I don’t want him to do it!

He can't live well, and these people still want to have a good life?

Just kidding!

Do you really think that Zhao Zheng is a vegetarian?

He is the future King of Qin, and there is no vegetarian, so he is naturally no exception!
Chapter completed!