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Chapter 10 Mystic Team

"Isn't this the belt of my father's team of guards hiding in the secret? The pattern is very beautiful! Did my father forget it?"

The bored Hu Hai looked at the First Emperor with a gaze, looking left and right but not speaking. With a anxious heart, he said this loudly.

As soon as Hu Hai said this, Ying Gao's eyes quickly moved away from the First Emperor. He looked left and right and didn't know where he should look. Finally, he simply stared at his toes and stopped looking up.

Obviously, something that the First Emperor didn't want Ying Gao to know was told by Hu Hai, who was loved and unrestrained, and it was like a bamboo tube pouring beans, and it shook all out in a flash...

At this moment, Ying Gao had to thank his younger brother in his heart. If it weren't for his innocence, of course, in the words of later generations, it could be said that his emotional intelligence was extremely low. If the First Emperor pretended to be stupid in this matter, Ying Gao would be passive. Although the First Emperor would not let his son be a scapegoat, Ying Gao's goal in his heart would definitely not be achieved. Now with Hu Hai's slut, Ying Gao knew that his chance was very likely to come.

Sure enough, after a moment, the voice of Emperor Qin Shi was slightly unhappy: "It's late at night, go back to your bedroom to rest quickly. I and your brother have important things to do."

Hu Hai was obviously waiting for this moment. When he heard this, he left with great gratitude. It was obvious that there was something more attractive in his bedroom waiting for him. As for Ying Gao, it was like air in front of Hu Hai, and he didn't say hello at all. This made Ying Gao sigh again, thinking that it seemed that Ying Gao had done a little badly before...

After Hu Hai left the hall, Emperor Shi slowly put the bamboo slips in his hand on the table, held the belt, looked up at Ying Gao, and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to know the source of this belt?"

When Ying Gaoyi heard that, I had to admire the ability of Emperor Qin Shi’s control over the past decades. With this sentence, Ying Gaoyi’s answer would reveal his true intentions.

"Everything depends on my father! If the belt is a masterless thing, Gao will immediately return to the mansion to continue to investigate. If there is no other result within three days, Gao will be subject to his father's disposal!"

Ying Gao bit his teeth and said this. He wanted the First Emperor to know that Ying Gao, who was standing in front of him, is no longer the prince who was timid and arrogant in front of him and dared not speak out. He wanted to let the First Emperor know him again as quickly as possible, otherwise when he knew his changes, he would probably close his eyes forever.

Sure enough, when Emperor Qin Shihuang heard Ying Gao's words, his eyes lit up. The confrontation with Yan Le in the hall during the day had made him interested in his son who had not seen him once in a long time. At this time, he dared to say such words in front of him, the emperor who would kill and dismember himself, further demonstrating Ying Gao's different past.

The implication of Ying Gao's words is undoubtedly: Whatever the father wants his son, he will do whatever he wants. As for Hu Hai's previous comment, I just pretended that he had not heard of it and had no complaints.

Such loyalty, filial piety, courage and courage made Qin Shihuang think of himself when he was young in an instant.

In the mind of the First Emperor, only Fusu and Hu Hai really thought about the position of the crown prince.

Fusu was his eldest son, and it was indeed both morally and talented, but as a father, there was no similarity between Fusu and Emperor Shin-Emperor. The Emperor Shin-Emperor liked the crown prince who was as decisive and powerful as himself, while Fusu was a inheritor of Confucianism who was conquering people with virtue and did not kill.

It was also at this time that Hu Hai gradually grew up. He spoke without restraint and acted erraticly, as if no one was worthy of fear. Rules and etiquette were not very important in his eyes. This made the First Emperor, who had enough of Fusu's temperament, very much loved. To this day, he had begun to include Hu Hai in his mind's considerations. Tonight, he reviewed the bamboo slips and kept Hu Hai by his side.

But the First Emperor also knew that the gap between Hu Hai and Fusu was not a small part, but today the win-win appeared out of thin air, deeply touching the strings in the heart of the First Emperor.

Although Ying Gao said this sentence firmly and righteously, the First Emperor did not take over his words, but continued to say lightly: "This belt is indeed as Hu Hai said, owned by my people, and these people are not the same as my Daqin secret craft team."

"Secretary Team? My father forgives me, Gao has never heard of it."

Ying Gao had a puzzled expression on his face, but his heart was complicated at this moment. He did have some knowledge of the title of Secret Art Team in his previous life. This was an organization that existed long before the Qin Dynasty was unified. Its role was to assassinate anti-Qin people among the six countries. Its unification role played a key role in the unification of the Qin Dynasty. Ying Gao naturally did not believe in the previous life, but now, he knew that what was said in the unofficial history was probably the fact.

"The secret craft team is only responsible for me, and a few days ago, a missing person happened to be reported..."

The First Emperor played with the belt, as if he was talking to himself, but Ying Gao's mind was telling him. If this was really just like the First Emperor said, then this would be a bit complicated.

"I wonder if there are anyone in addition to my father, this secret team knows the details?"

After thinking of a little clue, Ying Gao hurriedly looked up and asked. In his opinion, since the First Emperor had already revealed such an important matter as the Secret Art Team to him, it would be okay to work hard to test his background.

But as soon as he said this, the first emperor was given a cold look. In Ying Gao's opinion, this was no different from the staring of death. It was a naked warning, warning him not to ask what he shouldn't ask.

If you want to win Gao Gao, you will quickly lower your head. He knew that with his current status, it would be impossible to participate in the follow-up investigation of this matter.

"Tomorrow, the court will discuss politics, and you will also go to the palace. You will know what happened tomorrow. After tomorrow, if someone spreads clothes and secret magic teams, you will be severely punished!"

Ying Gao knew that the First Emperor had made a decision on this matter, and at the same time he issued an order to expel his son, so he quickly stopped when he saw the opportunity, and gave the First Emperor a great gift, and said loudly: "Gao thanks my father!"

After saying that, Ying Gao left the side palace of the First Emperor. From the corner of his eyes, he saw that after he turned around, the First Emperor was still reviewing the bamboo slips. Thinking of a small pile of bamboo slips beside the case, Ying Gao couldn't help but observe a few seconds of silence for his father.
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