bullyxtreme Chapter 388 I Can't Beat That Person
Chapter 388 I Can't Beat That Person
Hei Yu must be brought under his wing. As long as he surrenders, the Yin-Yang family's concerns will no longer be a problem.
This is really a tricky problem. Now Heiyu is loyal to Zhao Gao, so it seems that we can only find a breakthrough from Baiyu.
As cold as Hei Yu is, he takes great care of his brother, which may be due to their shared childhood experience. But as long as he can help Bai Yu recover, Hei Yu will naturally be devoted to Zhang Liang.
"Mr. Zhang, I am willing to serve you in anything except betraying Zhao Gao." Seeing Zhang Liang silent, Hei Yu was confused and spoke again.
Zhang Liang's mouth curled up slightly, and there was a deep meaning behind his smile. In Hei Yu's opinion, this was a mockery. If he could not fulfill this request, he and Zhang Liang would only become enemies, let alone cooperation.
In fact, Zhang Liang’s smile was not out of dissatisfaction, but a new plan had flashed through his mind, a strategy that was enough to put Zhao Gao to death.
There is no rush. There is plenty of time. First, accompany Ying Zheng to complete this tour, and then gradually solve the problem of Zhao Gao after returning to Xianyang.
"I will help you save Bai Yu, but betraying Zhao Gao is necessary. You go back and report to Zhao Gao first. When I return to Xianyang, I will tell you what to do." Zhang Liang said calmly.
After saying that, Zhang Liang walked straight to Hei Yu's back. There was a hotel not far away.
After hearing this, Hei Yu felt a glimmer of hope. He knew that Zhang Liang had agreed to help, even though he explicitly asked him to betray Zhao Gao. But for Bai Yu, there would always be a way.
As Zhang Liang approached the inn, Hei Yu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times. How could a man kneel to heaven and earth, and kneel to someone he had just met? However, to Hei Yu, Bai Yu's life was more important than heaven, and Zhang Liang was undoubtedly his savior.
Hei Yu watched Zhang Liang enter the hotel, and his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
Zhang Liang was soaked all over. As soon as he entered the hotel, he saw that the hall was crowded with people, and everyone looked nervous.
"Mr. Zhang, please change into dry clothes." As soon as you entered the door, the waiter came forward with clean clothes.
It was indeed time to change clothes. The wet clothes stuck to his skin, making Zhang Liang feel restrained.
"How is your Majesty?" Zhang Liang asked as he took the clothes.
"The imperial physician is currently treating the patient and the results should be available soon," the waiter replied.
"Okay, take me to the rest room." Zhang Liang touched his wet long sleeves, which were heavy.
Under the guidance of the waiter, Zhang Liang quickly came to the room and quickly changed into new clothes.
After going out, Zhang Liang saw that Ying Zheng's door was closed, so he waited quietly.
As time passed, the rain stopped, the dark clouds dispersed, and the moonlight filled the sky again.
The night after the wind and rain was exceptionally peaceful, and the moon was bigger and rounder than usual.
Zhang Liang walked out of the door, looked at the quiet night, and thought about the future plan.
During the period when he returned to the modern era, most of the various schools of thought had been integrated, and only the Legalists and the Yin-Yang School had developed relatively well.
The Legalists were controlled by Prime Minister Li Si and had been highly valued since the establishment of the Qin Dynasty. Their development was considered to be the best among the Hundred Schools of Thought.
The Yin-Yang School was relatively stable under the control of Zhao Gao. Xu Fu, the Lord of the Clouds, was obsessed with alchemy, catering to Ying Zheng's dream of immortality, and constantly offered the so-called "immortal pills". With Ying Zheng's support, the development of the school would not be bad.
The other hundreds of families were not so lucky. After Ying Zheng became emperor, they were suppressed severely. Now only scattered forces remain, and they are not a force to be reckoned with.
At present, the remnants of the Confucian and Mohist schools have been incorporated by him. With the addition of Hei Yu, it is only a matter of time before he annexs the Yin-Yang School.
At this moment, the Confucian scholars went to Langya to recruit soldiers, and Feiyu would also come to help. The Mohists were helping him build the mausoleum of Ying Zheng, and the Yin-Yangists had also laid out their insiders. Everything was going according to his plan.
Hei Yu bid farewell to Zhang Liang and rushed back to Xianyang overnight.
He did not see Zhao Gao immediately, but went to visit Bai Yu.
Bai Yu's hiding place was heavily guarded, and it was easy to get in but difficult to get out. Zhao Gao did this to prevent Hei Yu from betraying him and taking Bai Yu away; secondly, the cold jade bed was priceless, and Bai Yu had been lying on it for more than ten years without changing his appearance.
Hei Yu leaned against Han Yu's bed, where his younger brother was lying.
Bai Yu's childish face remained the same as it had been ten years ago, and faint breathing sounds could be heard.
At some point, Heiyu fell in love with drinking. Every time he came to see Baiyu, he would bring a pot of wine, drink while talking, and finally get drunk.
In his dream, frost flowers fell quietly, and he recalled his youth. He always dreamed of himself and Bai Yu when he was a child, and it seemed that Bai Yu comforted him again in his ears: "Brother, don't cry."
When I woke up, my eyes were wet with tears.
He turned around and wiped away his tears quietly. He had promised his brother that he would never cry again.
Now Hei Yu is back again, but he is no longer drunk.
He is dead and no longer needs food to survive, so he can leave all the delicious food to his younger brother...
Hei Yu mechanically drank the red wine, and he could no longer taste any flavor. He was no longer intoxicated, no longer weaving dreams, no longer dreaming of Bai Yu's warm smile and kind call: "Brother."
Hei Yu's heart was filled with joy and struggle. Zhao Gao only relied on the cold jade bed to keep Bai Yu alive, but Zhang Liang could give Bai Yu a new life.
However, Hei Yu was full of contradictions in his heart. He could not betray Zhao Gao because Bai Yu's life was in Zhao Gao's hands. To him, his younger brother was everything to him and his bottom line.
Although the strong liquor rushed down his throat, Hei Yu was still sober as usual. At this moment, he wanted to get drunk so that he could see Bai Yu again.
After drinking a pot of wine, Heiyu stood up, stared at Baiyu, leaned over to listen to the faint heartbeat, then left the room and prepared to meet Zhao Gao.
After each mission was completed, he would first visit his brother and then report the results to Zhao Gao. But the result was always the same: no one could escape from Hei Yu's sword, and his gilded sword was already stained with blood.
However, this time is different.
This was his first failure. He didn't know how Zhao Gao would react, but he had no regrets.
Hei Yu walked into the basement where Zhao Gao often met with him secretly and saw Zhao Gao standing with his hands behind his back. He was born to live in darkness, and the night was his stage.
Zhao Gao heard the footsteps and said in a deep voice, "You are back."
Hei Yu was silent, kneeling on one knee, looking down at the dark ground.
"You rarely act like this." Zhao Gao turned around, lifted Hei Yu's chin, and sneered, "Tell me, you didn't kill him?"
Hei Yu lowered his eyes, tacitly indicating his agreement.
"What use do I have for you!" Zhao Gao waved his hand and threw Heiyu several meters away. Heiyu hit the stone wall heavily. He stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Gao did not look at Hei Yu, his eyes fell on the night light in the basement, and said coldly: "Qin Zheng, that frail and sickly guy, could not have escaped your assassination. His soldiers are nothing to you, why did you fail?"
"Someone is protecting him. I can't beat that guy." Hei Yu's voice was calm.
"Who is it?" Zhao Gao pondered, who could protect Qin Zheng under Heiyu, and who could compete with Heiyu. He knew Heiyu's strength very well. Heiyu was created by him with countless money and lives. As long as Heiyu took action, even thousands of troops would not be able to escape.