Secret room of the bedroom. After Ying Zheng learned that Zhao Ling had released all the civil and military officials from the palace, he had been silent for a long time. Zhao Ling endured for many years and suddenly broke out. Ying Zheng originally thought that his son was a useful talent. The two of them dared to enter Xianyang Palace. Even if they were following the sword saint Gai Nie, their courage already had his own shadow. He was saying that he was decisive in killing, and even inferred that he might use some means to control the entire Xianyang. I didn't expect it! He actually released all the ministers out of the palace. Does he understand what the situation is? "Pediatric! It must be from the Confucian group of literary and slandering Confucianism!" Ying Zheng seemed to have forgotten that he had told Zhang Han that he had never trusted his words and was still not up to the forefront when he was a clever person. Ying Zheng hoped that Zhao Ling could have both the means and the domineering spirit of a king.
But you have to win! What else can you talk about if you lose? Thinking of Zhao Ling saying in front of him that water can carry boats and can overturn the boats, Ying Zheng thought that Zhao Ling might have been harmed by Confucianism and was so angry that he couldn't beat him up. Fusu believed in Confucianism, and what kind of feudal system should he support? He also wanted to restore the Zhou rituals? If the Zhou Dynasty was really that good, how could he be destroyed? "Your Majesty! Tens of thousands of soldiers gathered in front of the palace gate. Prime Minister Wang Wan went out of the city himself and headed towards Xiaoguan." "The second young master ordered the elite soldiers brought by Wang Li to guard the bedroom, saying that the group of wastes could not disturb His Majesty's heroic spirits. He retreated the generals, opened the palace gate, and took Wang Li and Gai Nie, and the group of three out of the palace." Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling warm when he heard the news from the spy, but he was also very angry: "This brat, what kind of hero has his own life? It's really pedantic!" "If three people dare to leave the palace, can you really think that if you have Gai Nie around you, you can be unscrupulous? Can Gai Nie stop tens of thousands of soldiers?" "Zhang Han! I ordered you to go out and secretly protect Zhao Ling's safety. If anyone is ill-treated to Mr. Zhao Ling, he will be killed without mercy! Yi Jiu clan!" "Here!" Zhang Han responded and quickly left the secret room. Ying Zheng was touched by Zhao Ling's words and the softest part in his heart. There is no affection in the imperial family. After he pretended to die, Hu Hai, whom he loved the most, only wanted to fight for power and make a murder of his brother. In the bedroom, his fake body was stopped for three days. Hu Hai had never kneeled down or paid condolences. It seemed that the only one who died was a wild dog on the side of the road. , it's really heartbreaking. On the contrary, Zhao Ling, whom he cared the most, kowtowed and exclaimed his heart after entering the palace. Now, in order to protect his heroic spirit, he left all his troops outside the bedroom. This is what a son looks like. Ying Zheng was extremely entangled. At this time, Zhao Ling was in trouble and was full of dangers. Logically speaking, he should have come forward to save the situation. But as an emperor, he staged such a fake death drama in order to make those villains who will rebel against his heirs in the future jump out by themselves. It is not appropriate to show up now. It is not too late for him to appear again when everything is settled. "It should be fine with Gai Nie and Zhang Han here." Ying Zheng was confused by family affection just now and quickly calmed down. "This kid shouldn't be that stupid. Could it be that there is still a trick?"
Ying Zheng kept thinking in his mind, putting himself into Zhao Ling's situation, and his eyes gradually became bright. The forces in Xianyang City are indeed mixed, but in this situation, those truly smart officials should not be able to flow into this muddy water at the first time. All that remains is a mob. They dare to attack the prince? Fusu's life and death are still unknown, and Zhao Ling is most likely to be the next emperor. Gai Nie does not need to fight ten thousand, but only ten thousand troops can kill the people who stand out from it to shock them. "If this is the case, I will be a bit domineering, but I will take risks after all, and I am too gambler." Ying Zheng shook his head slightly and sighed inwardly when he thought of the only way to break the deadlock. There is obviously a more secure way to control the court, but Zhao Ling is so angry... this child just doesn't choose, but he wants to take a different approach. I don't know if he has been with a swordsman like Gai Nie for a long time. After this matter is over, you must teach him well. Then Confucius said, "A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." Zhang Han left the secret room and quickly sneaked outside the palace. The secret guards were already ready to go in secret. If Zhao Ling was in danger, he had to control the situation as soon as possible. He thought that blood might have splattered everywhere outside the palace, but after he arrived, he was a little confused. "Don't you Confucianism want to restore the Zhou rituals? Why don't you say that I am a traitor when you knelt in front of me outside the bedroom and shouted your majesty?" Zhao Ling's eyes swept over the group of people surrounding the palace gate, with a little sneer on his face, "Have you forgotten the moral principles of humanity? Since you knelt down and are here to rebel against me again, this is youWhat is our way to be a minister? ” In the crowd, there were no ministers like the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers. They were all fence-bearers who stood on Zhao Gao's side at the beginning, and even the killers of the net followed them. People in the Qin Dynasty were already very ethical and moral, and the character of literati. Even if they were fighting, they would not do anything like later generations. When fighting, they had to find a reason to stand on the commanding heights of morality, so that the morale of the army would be stable. The Master said, do not promote an unknown teacher, do not move an undesirable sword. Those who are capricious are villains. When Zhao Ling said this, these civil officials were speechless. Their disciples looked at their master's embarrassment and immediately realized that Zhao Ling was not talking nonsense. They had just bowed to Zhao Ling in the hall, but now... "You! That's right, it's you!" Zhao Ling pointed at an official casually and said coldly, "Zhao Gao and Li Si tampered with the photos of the First Emperor, which Hu Hai personally admitted that they gave my brother Fusu to death in the name of my father. Is this a false thing?” The official stammered and blushed, and could only nod, "This is true!" Zhao Ling smiled in his heart. These people are so thin-skinned. I wonder if I learn from Zhao Gao to refer to a deer as a horse? We didn’t engage in a good public opinion war before sending troops. Now we don’t need a soldier or a soldier. Just talking can kill them. "I killed Zhao Gao, killed Li Si, and saved my brother's life. Can I be considered to be abolishing the thief for the country? Can I be considered to be a supporter of the court?" The minister's eyes were wandering, and he looked at him, and no one talked to him. He looked at Zhao Ling again, and could only grit his teeth and said, "Forget it! But since Prince Fusu is alive, the second prince cannot be called emperor! This is the system of the ancestor of the Great Qin. ” Zhao Ling sneered: "Not mentioning who inherited the throne, you follow Zhao Gao and others to usurp the country. I think you have been deceived and let your life go. If you want to make things difficult for you, can you leave the palace?" "I believe it. Let you wait for you to leave the palace. It will take only half an hour for you to gather troops to surround the palace. Is this the way to be a minister?" "Even if you don't recognize me as a monarch, I ask you, is this your way of being a human being?" "Or, this is your literary character and the way of Confucius and Mencius? Are you a Confucian disciple? Do you want to go back and ask your teacher, have he taught you like this?"
Zhao Ling's voice echoed in front of the palace gate, his words were sharp, and the minister he was staring at was extremely ashamed and angry in full view of the public. Many of the civil servants and their private soldiers were already shaken, and some people began to lay down their weapons. "Heaven, Earth, Lord, Parents and Teachers, you are ashamed of the heaven and the earth. If you are a minister, you are not loyal to the king and you are insulted by the family. This is unfilial. As a Confucian child, your behavior is worthy of the Confucian saints. Follow the instructions? "Zhao Ling waved his hand and said, "I gave you a suicide to apologize to keep your innocence. The disaster will not be as good as the family. Thank you!" The minister was called unfaithful, filial, unkind and unkind under the gaze of thousands of people, but he could not refute a single word. The eyes of the guests under his command changed when they looked at him. From the respect before to the contempt and shame now, looking around, he felt the world spinning, and it seemed that there was no place for him to live in the world. "Thank you for your death!" The minister's psychological defense line had completely collapsed. He drew his sword and committed suicide, and blood splattered on the spot.