Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

Two more days passed in the blink of an eye after the sky disappeared.

After hearing the news of the failed assassination attempt brought back by his subordinates, Xu Fu's face turned ashen, like the bottom of a pot.

"What a bunch of useless idiots! They can't even handle such a simple task!"

His plan failed, all the available channels and manpower he could use to lay an ambush were lost, and now he was at his wit's end.

Thinking of this, a ruthless glint flashed in Xu Fu's eyes. He gritted his teeth and decided to spend all his life savings to gather a large number of assassins, determined to take a desperate gamble and carry out another assassination.

This is his last chance.

If Song Ye and his party were to enter Xianyang City, they would be heavily guarded by the imperial guards, and being located in the heart of the city would leave them with no opportunity to attack.

Success or failure hinges on this one gamble!

...

Meanwhile, on the official road leading to Xianyang.

In the past two days, Song Ye and his group have been attacked almost daily, wave after wave of assassins, who seem to come in an endless stream, and their journey has been fraught with constant troubles.

Fortunately, Meng Yi led only the elite imperial guards this time, each with formidable combat strength. Even when faced with successive surprise attacks, they were able to protect the large group and calmly repel the enemy, with no casualties throughout the entire operation.

The atmosphere inside the enclosed carriage was oppressive.

Song sat upright in the car, his brows furrowed and his aura frighteningly low.

Day after day, the cycle repeats itself, each time pressing closer.

This relentless assassination attempt had long since exhausted all her patience.

Who on earth is so eager to take my life?

Song also carefully deduced and investigated, and had a general idea of ​​the scope of suspicion in his mind.

Was it the powerful noble families who feared her entering the court and seizing power? Or was it the cunning alchemist Xu Fu who had always harbored malicious intentions? Or perhaps it was Zhao Gao, waiting for his chance to strike?

The answer is actually not hard to guess.

Since the appearance of the Sky Curtain, only these three groups have been exposed as having a negative impact on it.

As for Li Si, Song also excluded him directly.

She believed that Li Si was a smart man and would never be foolish enough to carry out an open assassination.

Meng Yi, one of the Nine Ministers, accompanied the emperor. Once the entourage safely arrived in Xianyang and met the First Emperor, all the traitors hiding behind the scenes would be exposed.

Li Si would never stoop to such a clumsy and risky move.

Since she couldn't guess who it was, she decided to assume that all three parties were involved.

So, are you rats in the gutter ready to die?

.......

Perhaps they knew that the outskirts of Xianyang were heavily guarded and that it was not advisable to act recklessly.

In the following days, the number of assassinations along the way decreased.

It seems that the person behind the scenes was wary, and the closer they got to the heart of Xianyang, the less they dared to act recklessly or make rash moves.

After all, there are many troops stationed around the imperial city, and if a major disturbance occurs, it is very easy to get caught in the crossfire and expose one's whereabouts.

Thus, the accompanying guards, who had been on edge for several days, breathed a sigh of relief, and their minds, which had been on high alert for days, were finally able to relax.

Meng Yi gazed at the outline of the city ahead and said in a deep voice, "Ahead lies Liyang City. After passing this place, there is only one more stretch of road left to reach Xianyang."

Upon hearing this, everyone rallied, and the fatigue from days of running and fighting temporarily subsided.

Before the words were finished, a deafening, piercing sound suddenly erupted from the silent, dense forest on both sides of the official road!

A dense rain of arrows suddenly pierced the darkness of the forest, a dark mass carrying the sound of the wind, pouring down precisely on the carriage in the middle, sealing off all room for evasion.

"Be on guard! Everyone, protect the emperor!" Meng Yi's expression changed drastically, and he shouted angrily to stop them.

Whew, whistle, whistle—!

The arrows pierced the thick shield, densely covering the entire shield, and the sound of tremors was continuous.

Immediately afterwards, a large number of black-clad assassins suddenly rushed out from the depths of the dense forest, their faces numb and fierce, charging towards the guard formation as if they had no regard for their lives.

In an instant, the sounds of clashing weapons and whistling arrows filled the air.

The people of Pei County had long since exhausted their patience by enduring setbacks and avoiding battle for many days.

"This is utterly outrageous!" Fan Kuai roared, his longsword slashing out with devastating force. The sharp wind from the blade sent several assassins flying back. His shout was filled with boundless rage. "Do you really think we're just pushovers?!"

Cao Can, Xiahou Ying, and others standing to the side also turned ashen-faced, driven to their fury by the relentless assassination attempts.

Soon, Lü Ze and the others joined the battle.

That's why Liu Bang's rebellion team was so well-established.

Fan Kuai went up and killed them one by one, as if he were cutting watermelons and chopping vegetables for free.

They've gone mad, they've all gone mad!

As the commotion outside subsided, the strong stench of blood seeped in through the gaps in the carriage, filling the cramped space and making one's chest feel tight.

Empress Lü sat upright in the carriage, her face turning pale for a moment, but she managed to suppress her anger.

She silently warned herself that as she stayed by Song Ye's side, there would only be more bloody battles, and she would have to get used to it sooner or later.

Before him, Song Ye slowly raised his eyes, his gaze devoid of any emotion.

When Lü Zhi saw her get up and get out of the carriage, she subconsciously wanted to say something to stop her, but she swallowed the words and finally followed silently.

The leader of the black-clad assassins who had just led the charge was now being pinned to the ground by the enraged Fan Kuai.

Song stepped forward, slightly bent her knees, and knelt down in front of him, her gaze calmly fixed on his face: "Who sent you?"

Upon hearing this, the man spat fiercely: "Kill me or torture me, it's all up to you! Don't even think about getting a single word out of me!"

"It doesn't matter if you don't tell me. Once I get to Xianyang, I'll expose all the people behind you one by one."

"Your family members who benefited from this, everyone involved behind your back—I will make sure they all go to hell with you, without exception, okay?"

As the casual remark fell, the man's pupils contracted sharply, his lips parted slightly, and he was about to utter a single word—

The next instant, a flash of cold light appeared.

Song Ye swiftly exerted force with his wrist, and without hesitation, plunged the dagger in his hand into the other's heart.

Warm, scalding blood gushed out instantly, splashing onto her fair cheeks and clothes, burning hot and piercing.

The wind around them suddenly stopped, and the entire place fell silent.

Behind him, Fan Kuai, Meng Yi, and the others froze in place, staring blankly at that slender and aloof figure.

Despite the blood-soaked scene, Song Ye's lips maintained a faint smile, eerily calm.

This is the first time Song Ye has personally killed someone since he transmigrated to the Qin Dynasty three years ago.

Over the course of three years, Song did not grow up in a greenhouse.

Standing outside the execution ground countless times, witnessing Cao Can's execution, seeing rivers of blood and the pain of separation and death, the bloody and cruel scenes have gradually eroded and reshaped my originally peaceful modern worldview.

From initial palpitations, nausea, and an inability to bear looking at it, to later indifference.

For ordinary people, Song Ye was someone who was not aggressive towards the weak and even more virtuous towards the kind.

But for other beasts who want to cause trouble, they become stronger when faced with strength and more wicked when faced with evil.

Only by using violence to stop violence can we end war with war.

"Fan Kuai".

"exist!"

"You know what to do, right?"

"I understand, sir. Please go back to the carriage and rest. Don't get your eyes dirty later."

"Hmm." Song nodded slightly, and with his bloodied face, he turned and walked straight towards the carriage.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yi, Cao Can, and the others gasped in unison, realizing what Fan Kuai was about to do: "Hiss—"

Next up is Fan Kuai's specialty.

Fan Kuai, wielding a long sword, dragged up the corpses on the ground and killed them one by one.

A moment later, Fan Kuai carried more than a dozen heads in batches, strode to the last prison cart in the procession, and reached out to lift the heavy curtain.

The moment the carriage curtain was lifted, a strong stench of blood, accompanied by a chilling aura, rushed out.

The remnants of the six kingdoms imprisoned inside the vehicle had been suffering from days of fighting and were on the verge of mental collapse.

Looking up, one sees a mountain of human heads piled up before them, a horrifying sight of old and new blood.

One after another, faces with their eyes wide open in death came into view, pale and grotesque, with congealed blood still slowly dripping down their heads, a horrifying sight.

The remaining members of the gang were silenced by having their acupoints sealed, unable to utter a sound. They could only stare wide-eyed, their chests heaving violently, their minds gripped by extreme fear.

The addition of more than a dozen human heads, stacked layer upon layer, made the already terrifying scene even more horrifying.

Some people experienced several mental breakdowns, their vision went black, and they fainted from fright.

A moment later, he opened his eyes in extreme fear, only to see heads scattered all over the ground and blood everywhere, before everything went black again.

Thus, she repeatedly fainted and woke up in fright.

A devil! Absolutely a devil!

Who could have imagined that a woman could be so cruel!

The heads of all assassins were cut off and brought back to Xianyang, so that these people would have dozens of heads to keep them company day and night!

Song is a devil!!

The people around her are all devils!!!