When Qin Shi Huang made a big move some time ago, the Chu family also moved overnight and fled to the border, so naturally they were not involved in this anti-Qin alliance.
Of course, the forces involved in the anti-Qin movement also had their own ulterior motives, but they temporarily formed an alliance because of their common goal of restoring the country.
The remaining nobles of Zhao spoke first, their voices low and calculating: "I'm sure everyone has read Wei Ji's urgent letter. It's unexpected that Meng Yi's sense of smell is so sharp. But now that things have come to this, we can no longer hold back and must go all out."
The noble of Yan State, an old man with a stern face, snorted coldly: "Humph, Wei State has been very active in recent years, and now it is dragging us into the water. However, for the future of Yan State, I am willing to cooperate, but the premise is that the subsequent distribution of benefits must be fair."
The Korean envoy, a young and smart woman, frowned and said, "Although Korea is small, we are not pawns that can be manipulated by others. The assassination of Prince Fusu is extremely risky and must be foolproof. I suggest that the six countries should each send out their elite troops and act together."
The old man from Qi said in a gentle but unquestionable voice: "We should work together, but how can we ensure that other countries will not hold back or bite back later? We need a rule for this."
The State of Zhao still hates the Qin people because the killer Bai Qi killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers.
A burly Zhao man slammed the table and stood up: "Rules? Humph, the truth will be revealed on the battlefield! We, the warriors of Zhao, are not afraid of a fight! But before that, we must make it clear that whoever dares to trip us up will not be forgiven!"
Another representative of the Wei Kingdom took over Wei Ji's role. He looked around at everyone with a serious expression and said, "Don't worry, everyone. Wei Ji has decided that if this operation is successful, the distribution of benefits after the restoration of the country will be determined according to the contributions of each country. As for how to ensure trust, I think we can perhaps swear a blood oath and use the spirits of our ancestors as a witness."
After a heated discussion, the five countries finally reached a consensus and decided to each send their most trusted assassins to form an elite team to jointly carry out the task of assassinating Prince Fusu.
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As for why they failed to assassinate Qin Shi Huang, they had made many attempts to assassinate him over the years, but each attempt ended in failure.
In recent days, Prince Fusu's reputation in Qin has been getting higher and higher. Although it is not as high as the prestige of the tyrant Qin Shihuang, the people of Qin all praise Prince Fusu when they mention him.
Especially the various reforms carried out by Prince Fusu. If everyone had enough food and clothing, who would follow them to rebel against Qin?
They must nip this variable in the bud. I don't believe it. This time they join forces and send out all their elite troops.
However, the suspicion between them was not completely eliminated, and everyone was secretly wary of people from other countries.
When deciding on the candidates, each country chose the top assassins in its own country. These assassins either had special skills, were good at disguise, or were proficient in poison. All of them were masters who could kill people without them being seen.
However, due to their mutual vigilance, they did not gather for training in advance, but planned to meet at a secret location outside the Xianyang Palace on the night of the action, and then sneak into the palace together.
As night fell, there was silence inside and outside the Xianyang Palace. The assassins from the six countries gathered together quietly at the agreed time.
They kept a wary distance from each other, exchanging simple action plans but not daring to communicate too much for fear of leaking secrets.
Finally, under the light of a cold moon, this group of assassins from different countries, with their own dreams of restoring their country, embarked on the journey of no return to assassinate Prince Fusu.
At this time, only patrolling soldiers occasionally walked by in the Xianyang Palace, making heavy footsteps.
The night was as dark as ink, and the glazed tiles of the Xianyang Palace glowed faintly under the moonlight, looking both solemn and mysterious. Under the cover of the night, the assassins of the six countries quietly approached Prince Fusu's bedroom.
They had a clear division of labor: one group was responsible for attracting the guards' attention, while the other group took the opportunity to sneak into the bedroom.
Among them, an assassin from the State of Zhao, with a nimble figure, like a ghost in the night, quietly climbed onto the roof of the palace, preparing to launch a surprise attack from above.
At the same time, inside the palace, Prince Fusu was reviewing memorials at his desk. He had a handsome face and his eyes revealed an unfathomable look.
At the same time, in the bedroom, Prince Fusu was buried in a pile of memorials with a frown on his face, but when he occasionally looked up, an elusive smile would appear on his handsome face.
He stretched, yawned, and his eyes inadvertently fell on the mirror beside the table.
This mirror is now a treasure that he must carry with him. He was too busy recently and could only find time to chat with Rongrong.
This pretend break gave him a lot of time.
Normally at this time she should have finished washing up and gone to bed.
Thinking of this, Prince Fusu smiled knowingly and said softly to the mirror: "Rongrong."
In the mirror, Li Rongrong had just finished washing up when she heard Fusu's voice, "Fusu, why are you looking for me at this time? It's a little earlier than usual. Did you miss me?"
She asked with a smile. She and Fusu were getting along more and more sweetly these days.
Every night I dream of Fusu’s tingling sound.
"Yeah, I missed you." Fusu laughed, his voice full of doting, "I've been so busy lately that I'm dizzy and just want to hear your voice."
"But I have some time to rest recently."
Fusu told the story that someone had recently reported him, and then he got a vacation and was now taking a break.
After knowing the whole story, Li Rongrong blinked her eyes. After the filming of "Qin Emperor" was finished in the scenic area, she would also take a vacation for a while.
Although there are employees in charge of the scenic area and they don't want her to do it herself, there are still a lot of things she needs to worry about.
"Rongrong?" Fusu realized that she was distracted and gently called her back to her senses.
"It's okay. I was just wondering how the reforms in Xianyang City are going recently."
Fusu curled the corners of his lips and began to talk about the recent reform progress, the debates among ministers, the progress of new policies, and the delicious snacks he had eaten recently.
Li Rongrong listened and laughed, occasionally interjecting or sharing some modern news.
"You know what? There's a movie being filmed in the scenic area today. It's so lively." Li Rongrong said excitedly, "It's a pity you can't come to watch it live, otherwise you will definitely be infected by the atmosphere."
"It sounds interesting." A glimmer of longing flashed in Fusu's eyes.
The two of them chatted back and forth like this. Although they were separated by time and space, their hearts were closely connected, as if they had never been separated.
This warmth did not last.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound from the roof. Prince Fusu raised his head alertly, signaled Li Rongrong not to make a sound, then hid the mirror in his arms and looked at the roof with a sharp gaze.
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