"Has Mr. Fusu been sentenced to death?" "We want to see Your Majesty!" "The CRRC Mansion Order, Prime Minister Li, Your Majesty has not been to the court for three days, and you are surrounded by the bedroom again. What is this? Do you want to commit a rebellion?" Outside the Qin Emperor's bedroom, all the officials of the Qin Dynasty were completely in chaos. The news that Fusu was sentenced to death by the First Emperor spread throughout Xianyang early in the morning, and those Confucian disciples could not sit still. Zhao Gao stood on the steps of the bedroom, looking down at the officials, and sneered in his heart. As the person Qin Shihuang trusted the most, Li Si was witnessing. Fusu is dead. As long as he takes out the revised will of the First Emperor, from today on, he will be Zhao Gao, who is below one person and above ten thousand people! No! Hu Hai is just a puppet at his mercy, and there is no one on him! From now on, even if he pointed to a deer and said it was a horse, no one dared to refute it.
From now on, he will be the highest Zhao Gao. What kind of emperor and prime minister are just his dolls! Li Si stood beside Zhao Gao, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes. He took out the tampered will from his sleeve, raised it high above his head, and loudly proclaimed: "The will of the First Emperor, the eighteenth Prince Hu Hai, has both virtue and talent, and will succeed the throne... …” Hu Hai, who was in the crowd, was so excited that his whole body was trembling when he heard Li Si read the will. He has been extremely well-behaved and sensible in front of Qin Shihuang over the years and is deeply loved by him, but only he himself knows how much he hates his father. He hated kneeling on the ground and waving his tail to beg for mercy. He should not please anyone anymore! He secretly swore in his heart that one day, he would not kneel down to anyone again! Then why is Fusu appreciated his father? He deserves to die! Now that his father finally Bintian and Fusu is dead, Zhao Gao and Li Si control the imperial guards of Xianyang Palace. Zhao Gao is his teacher again, and he can finally ascend the throne he has always dreamed of! "Zhao Gao! Li Si! You are waiting to tamper with the edict! What crime should you be punished?" Before the officials could react, a thick voice came from the crowd. Zhao Ling led Gai Nie and came to the bedroom as if he had entered a nobody. When the officials saw him, they subconsciously made a way out. If Fusu dies, it is logical that the second son should succeed to the throne. But Zhao Gao and Li Si held the will and announced that the Eighteenth Prince would succeed to the throne. Outside the hall was full of Zhao Gao's people. The second Prince dared to come here with a swordsman to question the will, probably not far from death. Most of the people who can stand here are nobles from the six countries and elites from various schools of thought. Naturally, some of them can see that there is a problem with the will, but even if some people question the authenticity of the will, it is impossible to raise it at this time. Haven’t you even those Confucians chose to remain silent? No matter who succeeds to the throne, they just need to stand firm and divide the interests again. "Second Young Master? Isn't he in Sanchuan County? Why did he come?"
"Second Young Master, are you not the governor of Sanchuan County? What are you trying to enter Xianyang Palace?" "Zhao Ling, you have brought the sword into the palace, which is a death sentence! The CRRC Mansion Order, please order him to be taken down and beheaded and displayed in public!" Some people choose to observe the situation secretly, and naturally some people think that the situation is clear and they need to take the team as soon as possible. When will you not show your loyalty at this time? Hu Hai believed that the advantage lies in him, the overall situation was decided, and he didn't take Zhao Ling seriously. Hearing these words, he stood up from the crowd and stared at Zhao Ling, and said coldly: "Zhao Ling, the father's will be the will of me to succeed to the throne. , do you want to rebel if you enter the palace with a sword?” "Come here! Tear Zhao Ling into death jail and wait for the funeral of the late emperor to behead him and show him to the public!" "Ha!" Zhao Ling smiled disdainfully, moved his feet, turning into a shadow and quickly approached Hu Hai. "Protect the car!" Zhao Gao was shocked, and after shouting, he jumped down the steps, trying to stop Zhao Ling. Zhao Ling knew that Zhao Gao had good martial arts skills. According to the current martial artists, he had entered the Grandmaster realm. Zhao Ling, a seventh-grade warrior, is no match for him, but he can follow the sword saint Gai Nie. A sword light flashed, Gai Nie arrived first, and the man was already blocking Hu Hai and Zhao Gao. In addition to Zhao Gao, six other killers emerged from the guards and pointed directly at Gai Nie. The swords and swords are flying, and the hidden weapons are flying. The sound of metal and iron is endless. But in just a moment, the six killers were repelled by Gai Nie with one sword. The next moment, Gai Nie put Yuanhong on Zhao Gao's neck in his hand, and Zhao Gao's life and death were all in his mind. There are also differences between the masters. At the same time, Zhao Ling grabbed Hu Hai's neck, raised him high, and scolded: "You bastard, do you still want to be the emperor? Turn back and become the puppet of Zhao Gao's dog, which will hurt me, Daqin Er. If you die in the world, what kind of face will you have to meet your father after you die?” Hu Hai was strangled and couldn't speak. He really couldn't figure it out. Isn't Zhao Ling a waste who knows martial arts? Over the years, heThere was no sense of existence. The second young master actually left Xianyang and ran to Sanchuan County to be the county magistrate, which was simply embarrassing. But what happened to his speed just now? In front of Zhao Ling, Hu Hai was like a little white rabbit attacked by a tiger, without any power to fight back. Hu Hai couldn't figure out how could there be such a powerful swordsman around Zhao Ling? His teacher Zhao Gao is a master, and with the siege of the six killers of Tianluo, he was even subdued by that man with one move. He thought it would be enough to deal with Fusu, but Zhao Ling suddenly came out made him panic. "Second brother... don't..." Hu Hai shouted hard from his throat. The lack of oxygen made his face flush. No matter how he moved, he could not escape Zhao Ling's palm. "Sword Saint Gai Nie? How could you, a thief, be by Zhao Ling?" Zhao Gao's expression remained unchanged, and he pointed out Gai Nie's identity in one sentence. Gai Nie is a rebel, so why is Zhao Ling not a rebel? At this time, the imperial guards at the door of the bedroom were aimed at Gai Nie and Zhao Ling with their bows and crossbows. Li Si was still holding the edict and stood there at a loss. Li Si and Zhao Gao even thought before that Fusu might raise an army to attack Xianyang, but they never expected that Fusu would commit suicide. The second young master Zhao Ling would enter the palace in this way, and he was even following the sword saint Gai Nie. .
Zhao Ling threw Hu Hai on the ground and smiled at Gai Nie, "Mr. Gai, this castrated dog is useless, it's hard to kill it!" A hint of surprise flashed in Gai Nie's eyes. Now that they were pointed at by crossbows, there were countless killers and many imperial guards in the palace. Zhao Gao should have also set up a net of heaven and earth and did not control him as a hostage. Will kill directly cause any bad consequences? "puff!" Gai Nie thought about it, but without any hesitation, Yuanhong directly stroked Zhao Gao's neck in his hand. Zhao Gao covered his neck, and blood flowed wildly between his fingers. He never expected that Zhao Ling would kill him like this. Even if Zhao Ling questioned the authenticity of the will, wouldn’t he need his confession? Kill him, in the eyes of all officials, Zhao Ling is like the one who created the devil! Zhao Ling is just a county magistrate, and his reputation is not right. Can the few troops in Sanchuan County support him to rebel? All officials were shocked, and the killers under Zhao Gao were also frightened. Zhao Gao was dead, what should they do now? Continue to be loyal to a dead person? Or surrender to Zhao Ling? But Zhao Ling dared to rebel just by Gai Nie? He has no military power, so why should he use to suppress all officials? Even if Gai Nie has unparalleled sword skills, he can't stop thousands of troops. At this moment, Wang Li led his army into the hall and surrounded the officials. Some of the nobles of the six countries who had already put all their wealth on Hu Hai had started to shout. "General Wang, hurry up and take down this traitor? He killed the CRRC Mansion Order in public, intending to rebel." "Prime Minister Li, you still don't order anyone to shoot arrows and kill the rebels!" "Zhao Ling disrespects the will of the First Emperor, and his behavior is no different from the creation/rebellion. Prime Minister Li, what are you still hesitating about?" These nobles of the six countries saw Zhao Ling's decisive killing, which was really scary, and they didn't dare to let him succeed to the throne. At this time, as long as Hu Hai was determined to be the heir, if Zhao Ling was killed, Fusu was dead, and the Qin Dynasty would either do anything in chaos. It was just their thoughts even if Hu Hai succeeded to the throne in the end. When Wang Li heard the shouts of the ministers, he strode forward, walked to Zhao Ling, and half-kneeled on the ground: "Second Young Master, please inherit the emperor's throne!" There is a quiet area in front of the bedroom, and the needle can be heard. Some people finally remembered that Wang Li’s sister was Zhao Ling’s biological mother! Zhao Ling has faded out of people's sight over the years, and even people have forgotten his relationship with Wang Li. "Please get up, General Wang!" Zhao Ling's eyes swept over the people who called the most fiercely just now, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. If the army entered the city, these people would probably not dare to jump out. Those who shouted so hard that they were so scared that they were ashamed to death when they saw this. Regardless of whether anyone will rebel against Zhao Ling in the end, as long as Zhao Ling does not die today, they will be dead. "Prime Minister Li! Kill the rebels!" Some people were unwilling to accept that they wanted to make a last try and put their hope on Li Si.
Wang Li stood up and drew his sword, glaring at Li Si: "Li Si, you dare! Young Master Fusu is forced to death by you, how dare you touch the second young master?" The generals brought by Wang Li also formed an army. The scene was tense for a while and it was possible to fight hard at any time. Zhao Ling glanced at the hesitant Li Si, stepped on Hu Hai's face, looked down at him from a high point, and smiled with a playful smile: "Xiao Shiba, since your father's will make you succeed to the throne, then I will obey the will. How about letting you be this emperor? I am a thief, I admit it!” As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at Zhao Ling in confusion. What's the meaning? He actually admitted that he was a rebel? But one mouthfulI, it sounds really weird. Zhao Ling ignored everyone's gaze and inserted his sword in front of Hu Hai. The sharp sword inserted into the bluestone. The gravel splashed Hu Hai's face. The sword's edge was not too far from the tip of his nose, and the cold air was so loud. He raised his feet on Hu Hai's face again, took two steps back, looked at Hu Hai who was lying on the ground, opened his arms, opened his chest to Hu Hai, and shouted loudly, "Hu Hai! Pull up the sword in front of you and kill me I, a rebel traitor, from now on, you will be the supreme emperor of the Qin Dynasty!”
