A few days later.

In the manor.

Since this period of time, there has been no news from Xianyang City, and the marquis and nobles can't help but panic.

Until today.

After finally receiving the news, Marquis Xingyue, Marquis Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng and other marquises could not help but frown.

Because they suddenly discovered that many fine works disappeared without a trace.

"What exactly happened..."

Zhuo Qinghou murmured in a deep voice, frowning in deep thought, and guessed: "Could it be the Eighth Young Master who did it!"

After all, judging from the information in the intelligence, these detailed works disappeared only a few days ago after going to explore the agency artifacts related to Ying Ziye!

Marquis Xingyue looked gloomy and said in a serious voice: "This is a demonstration for us!"

Especially the changes in Xianyang City in the past few days have made the marquis and nobles firm up their thoughts.

Fang Fenghou looked thoughtful and suggested tentatively: "Why don't you invite the Eighth Young Master to come here and have a talk?"

Upon hearing this, Marquis Fengqing also nodded slightly and said: "If peace talks can be made, it is better to resolve this matter as soon as possible. You are all having trouble sleeping and eating these days."

Following the suggestions of several noble marquises.

Marquis Zhuoqing, Marquis Xingyue and other marquises and nobles also agreed and came down. They looked at the confidants beside them and ordered: "Go and let the soldiers guarding outside tell the Eighth Young Master that we are willing to talk to the Eighth Young Master.

"

"promise!"

The cronies bowed and left.

Xianyang City.

Eight Young Master's Mansion.

Yingzi had nothing to do at night, drinking, watching and dancing with Li Si.

Different from the pink statue of Yingying and Yanyan, the dancer is wearing a suit of armor and holding a long sword. She has a heroic appearance and has a foundation in martial arts.

At the same time, he sang Qin songs in his mouth.

"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. The king raised an army and repaired my spear..."

"Young Master is so elegant!"

Li Si smiled, praised him, and asked, "I wonder how you will deal with those marquises and nobles outside Xianyang City?"

Ying Ziye smiled calmly and said, "There's no rush!"

"Just relaxing today."

It's time.

The servants of the government came to report the important news that the marquis and nobles wanted to negotiate peace.

"It seems that the Imperial Marquis and Lords are also a little unable to stand up to each other."

When Li Side heard the news, he looked overjoyed and praised, "What a great opportunity!"

On the other hand, Ying Ziye was unmoved, and said with a very calm expression: "Tell them, I have political matters to deal with here, and I have no time to leave."

"promise!"

Seeing this, Li Si opened his mouth to say something else.

However, Ying Ziye dragged him to continue drinking.

"Prime Minister, don't be distracted!"

The news was passed back to the manor where the noble Marquis lived.

Hearing such a situation, all the marquis and nobles could not help but become angry and frowned.

"What?"

"The Eighth Young Master has actually perfunctoryly treated us."

"He didn't even see me. Could it be that he doesn't want peace talks and wants to kill me?"

"Young Master Eighth, you don't take us seriously enough!"

Marquis Zhuoqing, Marquis Xingyue, and Marquis Fengqing Jiang Xingsheng looked at each other in confusion, looked at each other, and spoke angrily.

It's just that they don't have any way to deal with it yet.

This feeling is so painful!

The opposite side occupies the great righteousness, and they cannot violently engage in conflict.

It's night!

Twilight is dark.

Bits and pieces of snowflakes fell from the sky, pure white and flawless.

In the study room.

Ying Ziye warmed the wine, poured a glass, and handed it to the person in front of him.

"Thank you, sir!"

The bad guy took the hot wine and drank it in one gulp, then bowed and reported: "Huoyu Villa is now home to hundreds of schools of thought, including Confucianism, Yin-Yang, farmers, famous schools, Taoists, Mingbian, etc."

"In addition, there are also the Blood Knife Sect, the Sea Shark Gang and other well-known forces in the world, and the Sword Forging Villa..."

"Master Xun is also here. As a land god, he is the most powerful person in the ruins of Huoyu Villa."

"The formation above the Huoyu Villa ruins is linked to the underground Fire and Rain Agate. If you forcefully break into the formation, it will inevitably cause the formation to absorb the internal spiritual power of the Fire and Rain Agate to replenish the loss. If the loss is too large for a time, I am afraid that the Fire will be destroyed.

All the rain agates have been lost!"

When the bad guy said this, he stopped and said in a deep voice: "In addition, there seems to be some extremely terrifying existence that is killing the surrounding forces!"

After the words fell, the bad guy looked at Ying Ziye, waiting for instructions.

When Ying Ziye heard this, a thoughtful look appeared on his brows, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Tell the commander to pay attention to every move at the Huoyu Villa ruins."

"Don't expose it unless necessary!"

After he finished speaking, Ying Ziye waved his hand, summoned his servants and said, "Go and call Hou Qing, Ying Gou invites you."

"promise!"

Yang Fan came from outside the door and bowed his hands.

Then go and do the work.

It didn't take long.

Hou Qing, sister and brother Yinggou rushed over.

Ying Gou holds a pile of fried chicken legs wrapped in lotus leaves in her little hands and gnaws on them. Hou Qing shows off his elegance all the time, dressed in white and snowy, holding a flute in one hand and carrying it on his back.

"Sir, why are you looking for me?"

Hou Qing asked with a smile.

"Oh!"

Ying Ziye chuckled lightly and said, "Of course I have found an opportunity for you to show off. At the site of Huoyu Villa, hundreds of sects and major forces gathered together to compete for the Huoyu Agate."

"You and Ying Gou go to Huoyu Villa together, and you can show your majesty in front of all the major forces!"

He was joking deliberately.

Ying Gou smiled sweetly and said: "Since the young master has given the order, it's time to test the methods of all the schools."

"oh?!"

Hou Qing chuckled with interest, nodded slightly, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "No!"

"I just happened to go to appreciate the beauty of the land of South Vietnam. I heard that it is always warm as spring there, and it never snows even in winter."

Outside Xianyang City.

In the manor.

As a land god, Lao Zhuoqinghou sneaked in without anyone noticing. Looking at the snow falling in the sky, he sighed: "How time flies!"

On the side, Marquis Zhuo Qing said respectfully: "Ancestor, the Eighth Young Master did not accept the invitation from me and other noble marquises to go to the manor for peace talks."

"oh?"

Old Zhuo Qinghou's eyes were deep and sparkling with complex light. He was somewhat surprised, but he soon regained his composure.

"Oh!"

The old Marquis Zhuoqing chuckled and said, "My grandson, tomorrow you and the noble marquises will go to Xianyang to meet His Majesty the First Emperor."

"Remember, the louder the noise, the better. It is best to let the entire Xianyang people know that they are entering the court!"
To be continued...