Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

The prince fell to the ground and fell asleep.

With their backbone dead, the army led by the princes looked at each other in confusion, not knowing whether they should surrender.

Jiang Que walked up the Yunlong Steps, kicked away the annoying vassal king, and glanced at the army that filled the imperial city.

They were rebelling, and no one dared to surrender because they were afraid that Jiang Que would order them to be executed.

Jiang Que clapped his hands, and the cavalry that had been hiding in the dark appeared.

They were in uniform, holding spears and marching steadily and powerfully around the imperial palace. They were all brave and skilled in fighting, and exuded a murderous aura.

Even on the palace walls, there were densely packed archers, drawing their bows and aiming at all the besieged people in the city.

As long as they dared to take action, not to mention how powerful Qin Zheng's cavalry was, the archers on high ground would be able to shoot them into hedgehogs.

The soldiers had no leader, and under the intimidation of being surrounded, they laid down their weapons one after another and raised their hands in surrender.

Jiang Que received an army of 200,000 sent from afar by the vassal king without losing any soldiers.

As for those who rebelled.

As a tyrant, naturally... he would not leave anyone alive.

The smell of blood and screams spread throughout the entire palace. Those who survived in the palace saw with their own eyes the ministers being shot one by one or having their necks slit. They were trembling with fear, fearing that they would offend the puppet emperor in a high position who was no longer the puppet emperor he used to be and could be manipulated by anyone.

Vicious, cruel and ruthless.

Once unfaithful, there is no second chance.

Since they have all been killed, Jiang Que doesn't mind killing more to clean up the court.

Those ministers who did not enter the palace and thought they had escaped hid in their homes, but were suddenly broken into by cavalrymen holding torches and swords.

The general leading the troops found the person according to the list, killed him with a single blow, and exiled his entire clan.

The names written on the list with red ink resulted in the execution of the entire family.

The bodies of those killed that night were burned for seven days.

...

After all the work was done, the sky was slightly lit up with white light.

The river is lacking.

Yawning, he went back to the imperial study to rest.

When he was leaving, he saw the old minister still kneeling on the ground, stopped and said nothing.

His Majesty poured him some water and squatted together to eat oranges and complain. This was such a great crime of disrespect that the old man trembled with fear and felt that his whole family was in danger.

Jiang Que passed by, just squatted down and patted him on the shoulder, said nothing, yawned and walked away with a sleepy look on his face.

Silence is more frightening than speaking.

The little old man fell to the ground, feeling that he was finished.

Not long after Jiang Que left, the chief eunuch came forward with a snow-white whisk in his arm, delivering the emperor's oral order, promoting the sixth-rank minister Fang Kai to the position of right prime minister.

Not only did he not die, but at an old age, he also jumped from a minor official in the capital to the right prime minister.

The old man was still a little dazed when he returned home.

He told his family that he had become the prime minister. His family thought he was frightened silly by the palace coup and went to find a doctor crying.

It was not until two days later, after the trivial matters left over from the palace coup were dealt with, that the imperial edict to appoint officials was issued.

It wasn't just the old man who was promoted. There were others as well, but none of them made such a big step as his, jumping from a small sixth-rank assistant minister to becoming the prime minister, who was second only to the emperor.

At first everyone thought he was mad and had some crazy ideas.

When the imperial edict came down, everyone came with gifts to beg for favor.

Or he could ask to marry some of the unmarried women in his family.

The man who had long ago married a woman from the right prime minister's family now held his head high.

There was really a group of people ordering food at Man Xiang Ting, and the food was perfect.

Who knows if their father-in-law, who is so old, can still have a second spring in his career.

...

That night.

After finishing again, Qin Zheng didn't fall asleep.

Instead, she lay on the bed, looking unfocused through the candlelight that was almost burning out, watching Jiang Que stand up, bend down, pick up his clothes from the ground, and put them on to go out.

Outside, the place became noisy and noisy because of the prince's entry into the city.

But no one dared to come here.

Qin Zheng also wanted to go out.

But his clothes were taken away by Jiang Que.

Yes, it’s only the dragon robe that Jiang Que took off.

Wearing the dragon robe, tonight, he looked more like the one who was going to rebel.

By then, based on some charges, they will become the Qin family of the past again.

Qin Zheng didn't know where his confidence came from.

He felt that Jiang Que would not lose.

So this dress...

He can't wear it.

If you have nothing to wear, you can only wait.

The time when a person waits in a room is particularly anxious and long.

Qin Zheng got out of bed, and as soon as he moved, he frowned and covered his stomach.

He had been marching and fighting for years, so this little pain was nothing compared to the fatal wounds on his body, but it was still a bit shameful and made it difficult for him to move.

Qin Zheng paused for a long time, moved to the window, opened a crack and looked out.

In the pitch-black night, flames shot up into the sky from the direction of the main hall, and the passionate shouts of the ministers could be faintly heard.

Qin Zheng was standing by the window and clenched his hands when he heard the noise.

There are some concerns that one person cannot handle.

After all, the princes are skilled in martial arts and have many soldiers under their command.

Qin Zheng stared at the direction of the main hall not far away and listened carefully to the movements around him.

The faint candlelight elongated his tall and broad figure.

Qin Zheng stood by the window for a long time.

The dim candlelight elongated the figure. Under the candlelight, a small pool of dirt accumulated at Qin Zheng's feet and along his legs, gleaming with ripples.

Qin Zheng seemed to feel nothing, or perhaps his attention was not on himself.