The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 294: I am the trend of the world! The conspiracy that has calculated everyone's heart i

Chapter 294: I am the trend of the world! The conspiracy that has calculated everyone's heart is irreversible

The white horse's face became paler and paler. The sunlight that brought life to all things could not bring life to him.

He felt his body gradually becoming weaker, each breath became difficult, and a fishy-sweet smell began to rise from his throat.

"Then you don't have to worry about it." Ying Chengjiao wanted to pull out the Qin sword that was stuck in the white horse's heart and give the white horse a quick death.

"Don't pull it out!" Bai Ma grabbed the sword tightly and shouted urgently, using up most of the limited strength in his body.

Five blood-stained fingers were placed on the sword again, and the sharp blade cut deep wounds on the fingertips so deep that the bone was visible. The sword blade made a teeth-grinding friction sound between the bones.

Ying Chengjiao stared at Bai Ma's pale face, his thick eyebrows pressed down into a sharp arc, and he loosened his grip slightly:
"You won't survive."

"I know, I know." Bai Ma took deep breaths, and the blood foam in his throat overflowed from the corners of his mouth as he panted.

He closed his eyes to feel the warmth of the sun and said weakly:
"Then don't pull it out. I want to live a little longer. I don't understand it yet."

He panted for a while, his gray eyelashes trembled and lifted up, and he raised his head slightly:

"Boy, I'm asking you a question, have you figured out how to deal with this?
"A fight of this magnitude took place outside Zhangtai Street, killing me and my mother, how are you going to survive?

"The king will definitely kill you for the sake of the throne and to give an explanation to us adults."

The half-standing guqin suddenly fell down, and a clanging sound was heard.

At this moment, Bai Ma was as confident and calm as when he first met Ying Chengjiao, even... a little superior.

He is no longer afraid of Ying Chengjiao.

"Are you... worried about me?" The boy looked at Bai Ma's face, his amber pupils shrinking like needle tips in the sunlight.

"You brat, stop talking such useless nonsense, okay?" Bai Ma opened his five fingers that were holding the sword, revealing white stubble in the bloody wound on his palm.

He hung his bloody hand in front of Ying Chengjiao:

"I'm about to die! Can't you just let me die knowingly?"

"...I didn't expect you to be like this before you died, so...calm and unhurried."

"I am the heir of the Bai family! Bai Ma, the next generation patriarch of the Bai family! Do you want me to kneel down and beg for mercy like those untouchables? If there is a way to survive, I can kneel down and earn back the face I lost later. How can I lose face for the Bai family in a situation where I will die? Answer my question quickly! My Lord."

"Okay, I'll satisfy you, I will..."

A moment later, Bai Ma laughed loudly, and the vibration of his chest caused the sword blade in his heart to penetrate half an inch deeper.

He coughed up blood, drained the remaining strength from his body and clapped his hands, with blood splattering "piapia".

"Great!" He was so excited that he went crazy. "You really have a brilliant idea! You dare to think and do! You deserve the title of child prodigy."

He took Ying Chengjiao's Qin Sword and rubbed his way up to the windowsill, saying:

"The reason you can kill me is not because you bear the reputation of being righteous, nor because what you did to me is wrong, but because you are stronger than me.

“In this world, the strong are respected.

"You are strong, so what you say makes sense. You can do whatever you want and make the world whatever you want.

"I didn't do anything wrong, I'm just not as strong as you."

He turned his head, his already messy hair blown by the wind, and said to Ying Chengjiao, who had a complicated expression:
"start?
"Let me shout! My shout is more real than yours!

"Roll on the ground a few times, mess up your clothes, and even better, hit your head with the incense burner, pretending to be fighting me fiercely. I'm not weak in martial arts.

"There's no harm in being realistic in your acting."

"Why are you helping me? Why are you going to die?" Ying Chengjiao didn't understand: "I killed your mother and will kill your whole family, why are you helping me! You are obviously capable of fighting, and it's not that easy for me to kill you, why don't you resist!"

"Want to know?" Bai Ma asked with a smile, his bloodstained teeth shining white in the sunlight.

Ying Chengjiao nodded.

"Then I won't tell you." The white horse laughed like an owl at night: "I know I'm going to die, but you live in confusion. You pariah from outer space, my mother and I are waiting for you in the underworld, you better come later! Hahaha!"

The torn window paper rustled in the draft.

The white horse laughed three times, looking up to the sky, and leaned its head out of the window. Its neck was bulging with blue veins, and its face was pale in the sunlight, whiter than ever before:

"Ying Chengyu!"

The roar of overdrawing life was heard for ten miles, making the copper bells on the eaves ring and the flags of the streetside taverns outside Xiangfeng Road shake violently.

The 133 officials who blocked the tower could hear the anger in their hearts.

The Internal Secretary Meng An, the Grand Commandant Xishan, and more than 300 armored guards who rushed to the scene after hearing the news could hear the scorching anger in their hearts.

The adults coming out of Zhangtai Street, the lowly merchants sitting by the windows of the buildings on Xiangfeng Road, and the lowly people who hid far away and dared not even glance over here, could hear the deep hatred that made them want to eat their flesh, sleep on their skin, and drink their blood!
A figure fell from the window, and shouts came from above and from the sky to the ground:
"Even if you kill me, you still can't clear yourself of the crime of treason! Even if the king lets you go, my family won't let you go! I'll be waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

There was a loud "bang".

His falling body was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell whose blood it was, and the blood drops refracted tiny rainbow lights in the air.

There was a lot of smoke and dust.

The sound and the person disappeared.

Taiwei Xishan stared at the fallen white horse in a daze.

He turned his head mechanically to look at the headless corpse wearing dark scarlet clothes and covered in blood not far from the white horse.

His name is Xishan and her name is Xitao.

He is her brother and she is his sister.

"Sister..." Xishan murmured, his head dizzy and his body swaying from side to side.

His whole body became weak, his hands loosened, he fell off his horse, and the smoke and dust rose again.

"General Xi! General Xi! My Master!" Nei Shi Meng'an jumped off his horse. The hem of his official uniform was stained with blood or bloody water. He hugged Xishan's body and shouted anxiously.

As the two guards hurriedly lifted the general, the gilded helmet hit the bluestone with a harsh sound.

[Crazy! This guy is really crazy! Xishan, this bastard, is pretending to be dead!] Meng An cursed in his heart.

He ordered the guards to take the Grand Marshal to the Imperial Medical Bureau, and the Minister of Internal Affairs who was in charge of Xianyang got back on his horse.

He gripped the reins so tightly that his knuckles turned white, and he took a deep breath while looking at the plaque hanging high above the Bashu Chamber of Commerce. Looking at the hundred or so officials, he did not dare to order the more than 300 guards under his command to launch an attack.

The head of the Meng family seriously doubted that the crazy Master Cheng Jiao would order a battle.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood that had not yet dissipated.

If there really was a fight between the Xianyang city guards and the palace officials of Chengjiao outside Zhangtai Street, then the matter would become even more serious and might even involve the Meng family, who were not involved.

There was originally a general who was in charge of the safety of Xianyang City to help share the pressure, but he fell.

"Lord Chang'an!" The internal historian Meng's dark eyes reflected the officials who were in charge of the battle formation. His eyelids twitched, and the shadow of the eaves of the building cut across half of his face diagonally.

He raised his neck and shouted loudly to the Bashu Tower:

"Do you really want to rebel?"

Bai Wuxia, who was the highest security officer in Chengjiao Palace, the head of the palace guards, had a military rank of Baijiang and an official rank of Zhonglangjiang, also looked up. His newly replaced iron mask of Taotie reflected a cold luster in the sunlight, and his open mouth was full of scarlet blood.

Ying Chengjiao, who was standing at the window, looked at Taotie with concern behind his iron mask, and the corners of his lips curled up in a cunning arc that was unique to young people.

Smile and nod.

Taotie faced the sky and turned to Nei Shi Meng'an.

A powerful, hoarse voice rang out from the mouth of the scarlet beast that had drunk the blood of the nobles: "Disarm!"

The long-handled broad sword landed first.

"Yes!" the officials responded in unison.

Knives, swords, axes, hatchets, spears...all fell to the ground.

The smoke and dust rise again and again and again...

Meng An's expression eased a lot. He raised his hand and touched his cold forehead. This was the best possible situation he had expected.

He was in a slightly better mood, and even had the leisure to think that the eunuchs in Ying Chengjiao's palace were different and their weapons were not uniform.

"Lord Chang'an, please come down!" Meng An shouted in the smoke and dust, the sleeves of his official robe fluttering like waves in the strong wind.

He didn't want to use violence.

Before the Forty-Nine Officials Incident, he was willing to do the Bai family a small favor and order people to capture the doomed Master Cheng Jiao.

just now.

Pooh!
The one who died was Bai Ma, the son of Bai Fan, the head of the Bai family, not Meng An's son. He deserved it!
The sunlight illuminated the calculating gleam in his eyes.

As long as the Meng family is not involved, Meng An is happy to see the Bai family in trouble.

"Lord Nei Shi is sensible. I cannot act unreasonably. I will go downstairs now." The young man's clear voice came from the sky, with the tail tone deliberately prolonged with some lingering anger.

Meng An nodded repeatedly, his eyebrows and beard trembling slightly as he nodded, thinking that things didn't seem... so bad?
Bai Ma died, Xitao died, it has nothing to do with Meng, right?

As the internal historian who was in charge of trivial matters in Xianyang, he could at most be charged with a crime of negligence in supervision, which was not a big deal for the Meng family!
He caught a glimpse of the gilded helmet that fell off the general's horse, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Thinking of this, Meng An was actually somewhat happy to watch the subsequent performance.

Ying Chengjiao walked out of the gate of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce, covered in dust, with his torn clothes fluttering like a butterfly in the morning breeze, as if he had just experienced a fierce fight.

Bai Wuxia stepped forward, and a slightly rapid breathing sound could be heard from beneath his iron mask.

She stood in front of Master Cheng Jiao, her blood-stained clothes fluttering, and the scabbard of her lost sword trembling and making noises.

"Sir, did you say that these are the two people you ate?" The girl's voice was deliberately hoarse, and her tone was partly accusatory and partly worried.

"If all the people are superior, all the people in the world will be saints." Ying Chengjiao made a face and acted cute while still being a child: "Don't worry, it's okay."

"Are you really alright..."

"It's really okay. When have I ever lied to Master Bai?" Ying Chengjiao looked past Bai Wuxia and towards Bai Ma's bloody corpse with a complicated expression: "Things are better than I expected."

The wind blew up the white horse's scattered hair and entangled it around the body where Qin Jian was stabbed.

The boy still didn't know why Bai Ma wanted to help him. He originally planned to shout from the window:

"How dare you, you brat, frame me for treason! I will kill you!"

Then he dropped the white horse's body.

Bai Ma spoke on his behalf, and things became much more real.

Bai Wuxia followed her disciple's gaze, and a tear flashed behind her iron-faced eyes. She saw the white horse with disheveled hair, but she still didn't know what her disciple was thinking.

Many years later, when she was tidying up her study, she found a notebook with the word "Essay" written on the cover.

She curiously opened it and read through it, and soon saw the following passage in her notes:

[I looked at the corpse of Bai Ma, and my mind was full of one thing: why did he help me? ]

[I have talked about this matter with many people, including scholars and dignitaries with high official titles.]

【Chun Yuzi said that the white horse was a sign of a change of heart, and that it was a good deed for a man who was about to die.】

[Students from Dengling said that Bai Ma was impressed by my noble moral sentiments, just like him.]

【Lu Zhonglianzi said that the white horse was a sign of awakening at the end of life, realizing that the people of the world are far more important than one family, one surname, one clan, and one country, and that he should make a contribution to ending this darkest era.】

[Meng Tian said that Bai Ma didn't want me to die easily, he wanted me to be torn into pieces.]

[Wu'an Jun Bai Gong said that Bai Ma hated his family because his father and grandfather did not come to save him, and his heart changed drastically because his mother died in front of him, and he turned from love to hatred. He wanted me to bury his family alive and reunite them. ]

【…】

[Zhang Liang is the most interesting guy. He actually said that maybe the white horse is in love with me. How funny! Only a guy who is more beautiful than a beautiful girl can be loved by a boy, right? ]

[I have heard so many answers, but so far, I still don’t know why that damn white horse wants to help me... Is he sick? ]

[For a long time, I kept thinking about the horse's final death.]

[No, how can a beast like him who deserves to be chopped into pieces be so calm?]

[Damn it! How can he be calmer than a saint like me who died once? Why?! ! ! ]

[Whoever wants to kill me, I will fight to the death even if I know I will die! I am about to die, what do I need to show off? ]

[I have to admit that I was a little stunned at that time. I thought to myself, you really look like a noble! I regret killing you.]

[This is really a ghost! I wanted to kill this dead horse before, and I couldn't even eat. How long have I been patient?! ]

[As expected, people are complex, contradictory and have two sides. Even this damn horse sometimes shows some charisma.]

[No, a horse is not a human being, so he has no charisma! He is a beast! Beastly charisma!]

[Over the years, many of the nobles who died in my hands repeated what the horse said. They refused to admit that they were wrong. Before they died, they believed that they had done nothing wrong by taking human lives lightly.]

[I remember when Nokia was defeated by smartphones, it also said that it did nothing wrong. ]

[Heh, if you can't see the situation clearly, you'll die. What's there to say? I'm glad I didn't put you on a street lamp exhibition.]

【Anyone who stands in the way of the great trend will be crushed to pieces. 】

[In this world, I am the trend. 】

[No, I'm still curious... Damn Bai Ma, you really deserve to die! ]

[Why are you helping me? I have obsessive compulsive disorder!]

[Can you please send me a dream? At worst, I can just let you stab me with a sword in your dream! ]

Prime Minister's Mansion.

The brass door knocker knocked lightly on the red door, making a dull sound.

Prime Minister Lu Buwei, who accidentally knocked on the door knocker, was standing in front of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion wearing a cloak, and the coiled dragon pattern on the black brocade robe inside was faintly visible.

He watched as the Internal Secretary Meng An led a group of guards and escorted Prince Cheng Jiao, who was surrounded by 133 eunuchs, through Zhangtai Street.

As soon as he breathed in the cold air outside, Lu Xiang, who was still ill, felt an itchy throat and couldn't stop coughing.

He covered his mouth with his hand, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly when he coughed.

Things went more smoothly than expected.

Of course, it can't possibly go wrong.

This is an open conspiracy, a conspiracy that calculates everyone's hearts and minds, and it is irreversible.

(End of this chapter)

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