Chapter 15 She is very good at scolding people
That is the tomb of Chang'an Hou Chengjiao.
Originally, Marquis Chang'an should have been buried in Xianyang with King Zhuangxiang of Qin, but King Ying Zheng of Qin deliberately buried him here.
Since Ji Sheng was Cheng Jiao's former subordinate, he would definitely go looking for the tomb of his predecessor.
Wang Ben mobilized his black-armored soldiers and rushed towards Cheng Jiao's tomb, and Zhao Yuanxi and his men followed.
In the dark night, Ziying grabbed Ji Sheng's clothes and sobbed softly, "Zhongfu, can we go back? I don't want to see my father anymore. Ziying wants to go home and find my mother."
He was extremely scared. He was clearly by his eldest mother's side before he went to bed, but when he woke up, only his second father was left around him.
When Zhongfu said he would take him to find his father, he was happy at first.
But he had been here for a day, and there was nothing here except stones.
But Zhongfu became very fierce. Not only did he not let him go back, but he also made him kneel here. He felt so tired and his legs hurt. He missed his mother so much.
Ziying's eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice was a little hoarse, but Ji Sheng didn't show any mercy and continued to burn paper in the brazier.
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent. Yu Nuo has escaped, and the people we left behind have been exposed. I have to take the young master away. After we say goodbye today, I don't know when we will see each other again." Ji Sheng couldn't stop crying.
Ziying was bewildered. "Father, where are we going? Aren't we staying in Yongcheng?"
Ji Sheng wiped away his tears and said, "My lord, this place is not yours. Do you see Xianyang in the distance? That is where you belong. Sooner or later, I will take you back."
Ziying was silent. He only saw a dark patch in the distance. Besides, didn't Xianyang belong to the King of Qin? He himself was not the King of Qin!
Does he want to snatch Xianyang from his uncle, the King of Qin?
Ziying picked his hands, and his grandmother said it was wrong to steal other people's things, and he also felt that he could not snatch it away from his uncle.
Zhongfu must have gone crazy.
Ziying wanted to cry again. If his eldest mother were here, she would definitely know how to stop his second father.
"Capture Xianyang? Do you think you can?"
The originally dark surroundings were suddenly surrounded by flames.
Ji Sheng was startled and subconsciously grabbed Ziying, blocking him in front of him. He said unwillingly, "Prince Chengjiao is the late king's child. Ying Zheng is a bastard with an unknown father. How can he be qualified to inherit the throne? I'm just setting things right!"
He yelled, "The previous kings are watching here! They will never allow that bastard to sully the bloodline of the Qin royal family!"
Wang Ben looked behind him nervously. Zhao Yuanxi slowly walked out of the crowd. Seeing Ziying's flushed face, he immediately stiffened his fists. "If you want to talk, talk properly. Put the child down first."
It's bad enough that this person likes to flatter himself, but what's the point of using a child as a shield?
"You—" Ji Sheng was stunned, "Why are you here?"
"You kidnapped my eldest grandson. Of course I came here to look for him. Now I'm giving you a chance. Put Ziying down, and I can spare your life."
Ji Sheng took a step back, showing no intention of letting go.
It seemed that there was no way to reach an agreement. Zhao Yuanxi turned around and looked at Wang Ben helplessly.
Wang Ben understood what he meant, took two steps forward, and swung his halberd, causing a sound of breaking through the air.
Ji Sheng's face was grim. He knew that he had no way out, but he was still unwilling to give in. "Master Ziying, I can let you take me away, but the prerequisite is that you must let me go."
As long as he can leave safely, there will still be a chance. Once he finds Yu Nuo, there may be a chance for Prince Ziying to become king.
Moreover, Prince Ziying is the grandson of the King of Qin, and Ying Zheng will not kill him.
Ji Sheng convinced himself bit by bit.
He didn't notice Ziying in his arms at all. His feet were hanging in the air and his whole body was clamped by Ji Sheng's arm. He could hardly make a sound.
"Your request—"
A cold arrow flew out from behind Ji Sheng and pierced his chest.
"I can't agree to this." Zhao Yuanxi's voice came faintly.
Ji Sheng fell to the ground in disbelief, and Ziying was also thrown to the ground by him.
Zhao Yuanxi walked up to him, quickly picked up Ziying, and patted his back gently to comfort him, "Don't cry, don't cry, your mother has found you! I will never let anyone hurt you again."
The emotions that had been pent up for a whole day finally burst out. Ziying burst into tears, his face blurred by tears. He grabbed Zhao Yuanxi's arm tightly and buried his head in her arms.
Zhao Yuanxi comforted the child softly, and the child's crying gradually subsided, leaving only occasional sobs.
Zhao Yuanxi wanted to take Ziying away, but someone suddenly grabbed her ankle. The feeling of being grabbed by a ghost gave her goosebumps.
She subconsciously kicked the man away, but Ji Sheng refused to let go. He stared at Ziying in her arms, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, "Sir, don't forget your father - remember to go back -"
Old thing, you’re about to die, but you’re still so vicious!
Zhao Yuanxi was so angry that he kicked him hard in the heart, cursing as he kicked.
"Do you feel very loyal? The Marquis of Chang'an is right here watching you take his son hostage! What loyal subordinate would do that, you old thief, a heartless scum!"
"Why are you still so self-congratulatory? You killed your own master, and you're not even going to let his child go!"
"Also, you're blind. Who told you that my Zheng'er's father is unknown? I gave birth to a son, so don't I know who his father is? Doesn't Zichu know what his son looks like? Are all the Qin clan members also blind?"
"You think you're smart, but you can only see what you want to see. You just dream unrealistic dreams every day."
"People like you are morally corrupt, low-class, self-righteous, and stupid bitches!"
Zhao Yuanxi was probably extremely angry and started cursing without caring about his image, and also kicked Ji Sheng in the stomach a few times.
Ji Sheng was so angry that he vomited blood. He pointed at Zhao Yuanxi and said tremblingly, "You vicious woman!"
Zhao Yuanxi was frightened when he saw him spitting out blood. He held Ziying and ran back, leaving Wang Ben to stand in front.
I'd rather die than let my friend die! Don't stare at her even if you want to die, it's so scary!
Wang Ben was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether to say that the Queen Mother was too timid or too courageous.
And the way he cursed just now——
Wang Ben felt like he was dreaming.
He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and ordered someone to bring Ji Sheng, who was only breathing his last breath, back.
Zhang Han jumped down from the roof with a longbow in his hand. Only then did Zhao Yuanxi realize that it was Zhang Han who shot the arrow.
She gave Zhang Han a thumbs up and said, "Well done. Go back and ask Gaosheng to give you an extra three months' salary."
Now, not only the people from Yongcheng were envious, but even the black-armored soldiers under Wang Ben were envious.
Most people join the army just to make a living. As the king's personal guards, they, the black-armored soldiers, are naturally treated the best. But now they find that they seem to be worse than a guard beside the queen mother.
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