The guard let go of Sima Xin, who fell limply to the ground. This trip was originally intended to please the King of Western Wei, but he ended up having to cede territory to compensate.

Sima Xin felt that the humiliation was acceptable. The south of Lantian Pass was Zhang Han's territory. With Zhang Han in Ziying, even if he passed the Pass, it would not do anything. It was just a pity that Lantian, which produced beautiful jade, would not do anything.

"As long as the king is satisfied." Sima Xin forced a smile and said,

"I will arrange for my beloved to stay in Xianyang later and send troops to take over Lantian tomorrow morning."

Ziying forcibly suppressed his excitement. Lantian Pass is the gateway to the Nanyang Basin, and Nanzheng, one of the three major granaries, is on the west side of the basin.

When Xiang Yu was entangled by the rebel princes, he took the opportunity to capture Nanzheng.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Sima Xin knelt down and said.

Qing'e pulled Ziying's sleeve, still a little uneasy, "The envoy of the King of Western Wei is dead, Wei Bao will not let it go."

Ziying smiled and said nothing, but this was the least of his worries. Fan Zeng sent the person, and Wei Wangbao came to ask for the person because of the rumors about Long Zi. It was clear that Xiang Yu would settle the score with him soon.

Xianyang Street.

Qing'e was sitting in Ziying's six-carriage, with her head sticking out of the window and looking around. Xianyang, surrounded by heroes, was not as oppressive as she had imagined. Everything was in order. There was no trace of panic among the people kneeling down. Instead, there was a peaceful atmosphere.

Ziying leaned against the curtain of the car, while Lu Matong rode on the left side, followed closely by the lost Sima Xin.

"The king's women can't just look around, focus on the front." Ziying scolded Lu Matong.

Lu Matong felt a little aggrieved, "I'm just surprised that the king's heart has changed so quickly. A new palace servant is so loving. He has never treated Miss Caiwei like this before."

Ziying glanced at Lu Matong. Lu Matong should think that Caiwei was just a disobedient member of the royal family. These words were said to him by either Lu Jia or Zhang Liangjiao.

"Then according to Aiqing, what should we do?" Ziying asked.

"I have no idea, I just want to see what the king thinks." Lu Matong said seriously.

Ziying thought for a moment. He was only dissatisfied with Caiwei's temper, which was probably due to her wandering around the world since she was a child. Other than that, he was in harmony with his thoughts.

But as the King of Qin, the wise and gentle Mrs. Bo was the best choice for him. Moreover, such a woman was rare to find, and Ziying had plans to become a queen.

The advantage of the ancients was that they could have three wives and four concubines, but that girl didn't like having someone in the harem.

"Shaorao is in the circle. What did that gentleman tell you? Just tell me." Ziying asked.

Seeing that he couldn't hide it, Lu Matong smiled awkwardly and said, "Mr. Lu Jia asked the King of Qin to treat Mrs. Bo well. He said that Miss Caiwei is not the king's help. If necessary, she can be married off."

"It's the Confucian trick again." Ziying smiled bitterly.

The rituals and music of the Spring and Autumn Period collapsed. Confucianists were used to seeing political chaos, and they just wanted him to eliminate the hidden threats.

As Lu Jia is now the prime minister, he is afraid that he and Caiwei will be blocked in the future, so he must make plans in advance.

"I know." Ziying sighed.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and Ziying took Sima Xin to the old tavern.

"Sima Changshi will stay here tonight, and my guards will be around to protect you." Ziying said with a smile.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Sima Xin saluted. He also knew that it was not protection, but surveillance.

Ziying stepped into the inn with one foot, and a murderous aura overflowed from behind.

Ziying quickly turned around. Upstairs in the tavern, a young man with long eyebrows and purple clothes jumped down with a sword, pointing directly at the door in front of Sima Xin.

It was that person I met yesterday!

Ziying didn't have time to think too much, stretched out his hand to push away the stunned Sima Xin, and the long-browed man struck the air with his sword.

"Guard you!" Lu Matong shouted.

The guards surrounded the man, and the guests in the tavern hid upstairs.

"Are you the one who wants to assassinate Mr. Zifang?" Ziying asked.

"That's me." The long-browed man said with an expressionless expression, "Han Zhao Wei and my family have a blood feud. Please don't stop me, Your Majesty."

"The Qin Dynasty has its own laws and regulations, which do not allow you to be presumptuous." Ziying scolded.

The man said with a cold face, "I'm sorry for being rude, but a few dozen guardsmen are no match for Xun."

The Zhi family originated from the Xun family. After Zhibo's death, many Zhi family members changed back to the Xun family in order to seek seclusion and refuge.

"Two hundred years have passed, and Han, Zhao, and Wei have also been destroyed and restored. It's not worth living in hatred for Uncle Zhi." Ziying advised.

"I am not only doing it for Uncle Zhi, but also for the Kingdom of Jin!" The man gritted his teeth, "Three young men, Han, Zhao and Wei, were able to destroy the country and then recover it, but the Jin Kingdom, the overlord of the Central Plains, cannot reappear. Those rebellious officials and traitors deserve to be killed."

"So, today your Excellency wants to help me eliminate the traitors and traitors in the Qin Dynasty?" Ziying looked at Sima Xin who was huddled behind the guards.

The man nodded and said, "Not killing evildoers is not enough to be righteous. The king still retains Sima Xin, which is too merciful and soft-hearted."

Ziying didn't bother to explain to him that the man was both revengeful and chivalrous, and he always thought he was right.

Back then, the First Emperor vigorously purged his retainers in order to prevent the so-called chivalrous knights from violating the ban with force. Unfortunately, it has become a kind of folk politics and cannot be eradicated.

Ziying reached out and grabbed the guard's halberd and pointed it at the man, "Since you don't listen to my advice, I have no choice but to hand you over to the Tingwei for treatment."

"The king wants to take action himself?" The man smiled disdainfully, "I think the king is a benevolent king, so I will give you three moves."

"One move is enough."

After Ziying said this, he used his arm strength to pick up the halberd and hit the man on the shoulder.

The man held his sword high in front of him.

Snapped--

The man only felt pain and numbness in his arm. The sword fell from his hand and fell to the ground. His whole body was slapped to the ground by the halberd and he could not move.
Chapter completed!