Ersha carefully touched his body with his hands and said, "I remember I was shot twice..."
I knew he was referring to Goodbai shooting him twice, and I couldn't help but feel both amused and touched. I took his hand and said, "You're all better now, there are no more holes."
Ersha laughed happily, then reached out his hand to me and said, "Did you bring my little one?"
I shrugged and said, "Bringing that thing here is useless." I'm still eyeing his semiconductor; is there one here? Besides, wouldn't bringing that thing here just cause trouble? I do have the dagger that Jing Ke used to assassinate the fat man last time, but I don't dare give it to him now.
Speaking of daggers, I suddenly couldn't help but wonder what weapon he would use to assassinate the King of Qin this time, so I asked, "Kezi, your goal hasn't changed this time, has it? What are you planning to use to kill Ying Ge?"
Suddenly, Jing Ke untied a cylindrical tube from his back, the kind used for holding drawing paper, about the length of a badminton racket. He then poured out a cowhide scroll from the tube, and with a pull on the beginning of the scroll, the cowhide rolled open, revealing a bronze sword hidden at the end. This one was much longer, about two and a half times the length of the dagger.
I broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Is this all you're planning to use this time?"
Jing Ke nodded.
Qin Shi Huang exclaimed in horror, "You're ruthless, kid! This time you've taken something big!"
I chuckled and said, "Why don't you just forge a dagger like before?"
Ersha said, "Originally, I made one, but I felt it wasn't long enough, so I enlarged the Dukang map so that I could fit a sword inside."
I asked in surprise, "...Isn't this the method I taught you? How did you remember it?"
Ersha chuckled and said, "I don't know either. This method just keeps popping into my head in a vague way, like there's a little person in my head reminding me."
I was speechless. It seems that the fool really does retain some vague memories of his past life, especially the questions he has pondered deeply.
I carefully placed the sword at the door. Both of them are unstable right now, and I'm afraid something might happen to them.
I turned around and said, "Let's discuss the future now. Kezi, you'll stay with Ying-ge from now on. As for Qin Wuyang..."
Unexpectedly, Ersha slowly shook his head and said, "No, you can't do that."
I asked curiously, "You two have a good relationship?" But judging from their conversation and behavior, they didn't seem like friends; they both seemed to look down on each other.
Ersha said, "I don't care whether he lives or dies. But I must stab him with this sword."
Fatty Ying jumped up immediately and yelled, "You son of a bitch, aren't you done touching me yet?"
I quickly asked Ersha, "Why is that?"
Ersha lowered his head and said, "If I don't even go to the palace, the whole world will know soon."
I suddenly realized, "Are you afraid people will say you've become a traitor? Well then, you go back to the inn in a bit, and then have Brother Ying send people to arrest you. Tell everyone that your plot to assassinate the king has been exposed. When Qin Wuyang kills you, no one will know your whereabouts." I didn't expect the fool to be so protective of his reputation.
Ersha shook his head again and said, "No."
"Is there anything else?" I couldn't help but wonder. I just couldn't believe that Jing Ke really wanted to kill Qin Shi Huang, given their current relationship.
Ersha twisted the hem of his clothes and said, "Prince Dan has treated me well, I'm doing him a disservice by doing this..."
Qin Shi Huang angrily said, "He wants you to fight him to the death."
I said, "Yes, Ke Zi, he's just trying to curry favor, all to get you killed. You don't even understand that?"
Ersha murmured, "I know who's truly good to me, but... I've already promised him..."
Fatty Ying jumped in front of Jing Ke and shook his shoulder, saying, "Then go and kill him!"
Ersha's body swayed back and forth in the fat man's clutches, unable to resist, looking pitiful.
I quickly pulled the two apart and asked Jing Ke, "So what do you plan to do? You don't really want to kill Ying Ge, do you?"
Ersha shook his head: "I don't want to."
Qin Shi Huang sat to one side, rubbing his head and saying, "Oh dear, I'm so angry—" I glanced at him and said, "Brother Ying, are you about to die? Go to that room and rest for a while."
The fat man glanced at his phone and said, "Two minutes left." Then he pointed at Jing Ke and cursed, "Even if you get so hungry you have a stroke, you won't survive."
Ersha lowered his head and remained silent, seemingly unrepentant. Fools are always stubborn. I put my hand on his shoulder and said, "Kezi, how about this? Tomorrow you and Qin Wuyang will still go to court as usual, and then the three of us will put on a show. You'll pretend to stab Ying Ge, and then we'll follow the same pattern as last time—you'll be injured first, and then we'll kill you—of course, it'll all be fake. That way, your reputation as a hero will remain, and the Crown Prince won't be able to say anything. Do you agree?"
Ersha didn't speak or look up. I said again, "You really care about those little favors Prince Dan did for you? Besides, you already died for him once in your past life, isn't that enough?"
Ersha finally nodded: "Okay..."
I looked at Qin Shi Huang again and said, "Brother Ying, let's grant Ke Zi's wish this once."
Qin Shi Huang glared at Jing Ke and said, "I'll help you put on a show, and that 300 yuan is my reward."
Ersha muttered, "Li Shishi said that extras only get 30 yuan for a scene..."
I laughed and said, "Alright, alright, you didn't say how many extras were needed to film this scene."
Qin Shi Huang scratched his head and said, "It's settled then. I'll tell you more when I get back. I'm starving." As he walked out, he muttered to himself, "It's so infuriating, they said I was just an extra..."
No sooner had the fat man left than a look of confusion flashed across Jing Ke's eyes as he muttered, "Where am I?" It seemed he was also failing, which was a good sign, indicating that the effects of the drug on him and the fat man were in relatively synchronized time.
Sure enough, he quickly stopped recognizing me and asked, "Weren't we supposed to be exchanging greetings? Where were we?"
"Uh...we've come to the fifth of the fifty honors and fifty shames."
...A dozen minutes later, Fatty sent Li Si to scout the situation. Li Si was still lucid; he came in and winked at me first. I glanced cautiously at the expressionless Jing Ke, and Er Sha suddenly said, "Alright, let him in. I'm fine."
Qin Shi Huang then entered the room, and I said, "Alright, let's continue discussing the details of tomorrow's assassination attempt..."
Li Si suddenly froze again, standing there dumbfounded for a moment. Just as he was about to bow to Qin Shi Huang, the fat man pointed to the door and shouted, "Get out!"...
After Li Si left, I took out the dagger that Jing Ke used to use and said, "Kezi, your long weapon is no longer usable. It's safer to use this." If that long sword were to be swung, the fat man would probably be in grave danger. Ersha really remembered this unlucky idea. It really proved He Tiandou's words true. If I hadn't come, who knows what would have happened.