Daqin: Zulong faked his death, and I amputated the beauties in the harem

Dong Zhongshu also appeared under the suspicious eyes of a group of people before, probably the Twelve Young Masters.

I thought it was a relationship household, but I didn't expect Dong Zhongshu to be really talented and unique, and he was recognized by everyone.

However, are the people who appear today too young?

Ying Jia didn't intend to explain anything to everyone, but wanted to give Huo Qubing an official position in the court.

The origin is not important, the important thing is to conquer all civil and military officials with strength.

"Huo Qubing, my son will give you [-] Daxuelongriders to go to a place in the south of the Yangtze River. The task is also to eradicate the anti-Qin people from the six countries."

"The last general Huo Qubing obeyed!"

After speaking, he withdrew.

However, Wang Ben was a little unhappy, he clasped his fists and said:

"Twelve sons, you sent me to eradicate the anti-Qin people from the Six Kingdoms, why did you let General Huo also go, do you think I don't have the strength?"

"I led [-] cavalry and [-] infantry. Not to mention conquering a small country, it would be absolutely easy for me to say that it is a city."

"It's just a remnant of the Six Kingdoms. There's no need to go to such lengths. My son asked Lu Bing's envoy to protect me. I appreciate it. It's just that this guy doesn't have my daughter's university yet. Can he fight?"

"There are only 800 big snow dragonriders. Is this dragonrider really that powerful? How can [-] people compare with my [-] soldiers? How can he perform the same mission as me?"

"Twelve sons, my old king absolutely respects your orders, but aren't you insulting me?"

"Although Wang Ben is a rough person, he is not a weak person. Whatever is on my mind, I say what I say."

After finishing speaking, Wang Ben looked at Huo Qubing and turned his head away with disdain.

Chapter 62 The Emperor's Mausoleum Needs to be Saved?

Hearing Wang Ben's complaint, Ying Jia was not angry but said with a smile:

"General, it doesn't mean that you are invincible because you are invincible? You are asked to wipe out the remnants of the six kingdoms to avenge the dead soldiers. I also want you to see that there are many things in the world that you don't know. It's a strength I haven't seen before."

"Just do what I say. If you have any complaints, wait until you come back."

Hearing this, Wang Ben snorted softly and turned his head away in dissatisfaction.

At the same time, he also made up his mind to let the little guy know what it means to be overwhelmed, and make Yingjia regret today's order.

Can the Eight Hundred Snow Dragon Riders compare with my brave and fearless soldiers?snort!Must scare the shit out of you.

……

then.Ying Jia has arranged some things, let the management of the Ministry of Commerce sell refined salt, ice cubes, old grains, etc. to the people at low prices.

The affairs of the school are almost arranged, but some important representatives of the theory of the hundred schools have not come to Xianyang to confirm the teaching.

Although the Ministry of Industry did not stop for a while, it was not enough for Yingjia to design the sketches of the equipment alone.

It is necessary to involve people from the Mohist mechanism technique, and this requires the help of the Mohist heir, Mo Feile.

As for the descendant of the farm family, she didn't know where she went. There was no news of her in Xianyang City, and it was not known whether she had transformed her true energy, but according to her talent, there should be no problem.

Seeing that everything has been arranged, Ying Jia is planning to retire.

But they heard the voices of the two prime ministers.

The two of them saluted Yingjia with serious faces, and then Li Si said:

"It's been more than a month since the first emperor passed away, but he didn't leave a will. But how can the country be without a king? Now that our great Qin is developing in an orderly manner, all these are the credit of the twelve princes. We all admire the twelve princes." The son's talent."

"Li Si thought that the Twelve Young Masters could be the King of Great Qin, what do you think?"

Feng Quji stood up and Langsheng said:

"Prime Minister Feng Quji seconded the proposal."

"The minister waits for a second opinion."

"The last general will second the proposal!"

……

"Invite the twelve sons to ascend the throne."

"Invite the twelve sons to ascend the throne."

……

The entire Zhangtai Palace echoed with the voices of civil and military officials, resounding through the sky.

Seeing this, Ying Jia stood up slowly and looked at His Highness's civil and military officials.

Everyone fell silent.

Ying Jia turned to look at the two prime ministers, and said helplessly:

"The two of you usually don't know how to do something serious, but you come out to lead the rhythm at this time, tell me about you..."

Li Si quickly explained: "Twelve sons, we... If you don't agree, then Li Si has no choice but to prove it by dying..."

"August [-]th is a good day..."

Ying Jia pretended to think for a while and said.

"What?..." Li Si was taken aback.

"What a day the eighth of August is."

"There are still three months to go. After the father is buried, I will follow the public opinion and ascend the throne. What do you think?"

This sudden change of attitude made the civil and military officials unable to react for a while.

Li Si even opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He originally wanted to stage a big show of forcing him to death, but the twelve sons justly refused.

Then Li Si took Feng Quji to threaten him with death, and Ying Jia refused again. After doing this three times, Ying Jia "reluctantly" accepted Baiguan's suggestion.

As a result, the round has not yet been completed, and the date of the Twelve Young Masters' ascension to the throne has even been set.

Li Si finally came to his senses, helped his forehead and said:

"Twelve sons, is it too hasty with only three months left until August [-]th? His Majesty passed away suddenly, and the imperial tomb has not been repaired yet."

Ying Jia sighed, this Li Si doesn't know the world at all, and he has decided his life in front of so many people, so why should I go back on my word?

"It doesn't matter, add more manpower to the imperial mausoleum, hurry up and finish it, and save a few terracotta warriors, three months will be enough."

"The specifications of the imperial mausoleum don't need to be too grand. As for the imperial father's concubines, they don't have to follow the ancient rituals. Those who are willing to be buried with them can be buried properly, and those who don't want to be buried with them can stay."

"In this way, the imperial mausoleum doesn't have to be built so big? Why waste it so much, my Daqin is in a time of disaster, wouldn't it be a great thing to save it for the people?"

Li Si was a little confused.

Does the emperor's imperial mausoleum need to be saved?

In the end Li Si took the order.

Seeing Li Si's strange look, Ying Jia glared, "What's the problem with Prime Minister Li?"

Li Si's body visibly trembled.

"Chen...I dare not!"

"Since you dare not, then retreat."

"Let's draw up an edict and announce it to the world. Don't forget to send the news to Fusu in the north of the city, telling him about the death of the emperor and my registration as the new King of Qin."

"As ordered!"

……

In the secret room of Zhangtai Palace.

The first emperor who was practicing suddenly opened his eyes and pricked up his ears to listen to the movement outside.

At this moment, he was about to cultivate to the level of a master. Even though he was in a closed and dark secret room, he could vaguely hear voices from outside.

He frowned and asked the quicksand:

"What happened outside? Is it the voice of civil and military officials, what chicken? Are they going to eat chicken?"

Quicksand naturally heard the voices outside clearly, the Twelve Young Masters are about to ascend the throne!

It's just that he knew that Ying Zheng would be furious if he knew what the twelve sons were going to do.

For the sake of his own safety, Liusha decided to pretend to be stupid. Anyway, there is a shadow guarding the hall, and he will tell Shihuang the news.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the subordinates can't hear clearly."

Ying Zheng nodded, but continued to practice without further questioning.

However, before Ying Zheng could close his eyes, a black shadow hurried in.

Naturally, he came to report what happened to the court, and Ying Zheng looked at him seriously.

Ying Ying had already broken out in a cold sweat in the court hall, but now seeing Ying Zheng's serious expression, he was even more terrified.

"Why are you so panicked? As my eyeliner, you should be as calm as I am in danger, no matter what happens, don't panic!"

"What happened? What are the ministers shouting at the court today? I can't even concentrate on cultivation."

Shadow swallowed, calmed down, and knelt on one knee before speaking.

Ying Zheng frowned and waved his hands: "Say something quickly, I'm at a critical moment in my cultivation."

Shadow thinks that every time you say that you are cultivating to a critical moment, it has been a month, and you have not seen a little breakthrough, so this little time will not delay anything.

But Shadow didn't dare to be negligent.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, in the court hall today, General Wang Ben was wearing a battle armor and knelt in front of the Twelve Young Masters, begging to lead troops to wipe out the anti-Qin people from the six kingdoms..."

"what……?"

Chapter 63 The First Emperor's Breakthrough

"General Wang Ben, wearing battle armor, knelt down in front of the Twelve Young Masters, begging to lead troops to wipe out those who opposed Qin from the six kingdoms..."

"what?"

Ying Zheng was obviously taken aback.

"Wang Ben was persuaded by that Nizi?"

"For generations, the royal family only obeys my orders, and never cares about the affairs between the young masters. I have taken a fancy to their royal family, and handed over most of the military power of the Great Qin to them."

"Now even Wang Ben is going to follow that traitor, what happened?"

Ying Ying was very depressed, he couldn't get close to the Twelve Princes' Mansion, so naturally he didn't know what happened.

Ying Zheng tried his best to keep himself calm in the face of danger, suppressing the anger in his heart, and waved his hands to let Shadow continue.

Shadow continued: "The old emperor stood up and blamed the twelve sons for not having the right to mobilize the army without tiger charms. I didn't expect that son Jia threatened the lives of his children and grandchildren. In the end, no minister stood up for him, so he had no choice but to leave."

"That's something that rebellious son can do. That's my uncle, and I still want to give him some noodles!"

Seeing that Ying Zheng did not lose his temper, Ying Ying continued, "Finally, the civil and military officials headed by the two prime ministers knelt down and begged Young Master Jia to inherit the throne."

The First Emperor narrowed his eyes; "That Nizi will be waiting for this day."

This was all expected by Ying Zheng. Isn't it because Ying Jia has done so many outrageous things because he has a fancy to my throne?

Shadow: "Young Master Jia said that August [-]th is a good time. You will be buried here, so he can ascend the throne."

"Snapped!"

"I'm still alive, and he hopes that I will die soon, so that Daqin will be in his hands. It's hard for him to endure it for 12 years."

"It's so presumptuous, and August [-]th is a good day, what do those ministers say?"

"Prime Minister Li Si said that the construction of the imperial mausoleum has not been completed yet, and three months is a bit rushed. As a result, the twelve princes said that they can build fewer terracotta warriors. As for your concubine, those who are willing to be buried with her will be buried properly."

"Those who don't want to be buried with him can leave on their own, so that there will be fewer graves in the imperial mausoleum."

"Humph!"

Ying Zheng was panting out of breath, and threw everything in front of him to pieces.

Lao Tzu is naturally unruffled, how big a storm has he never seen?

This rebellious son actually plotted against Lao Tzu's imperial tomb, it really turned against him!