Ziying felt a burning sensation in her chest. She took out a black yin-yang fish pendant with a strenuous effort.

When the Yin Yang Fish was taken out, the anger on Qin Shihuang's face and chest disappeared, and his brain returned to calm.

Is it the devil?

Ziying frowned and looked at this Yin Yang fish carefully. Both the carving and the shape were of top quality.

But the Qin State respected Legalism the most. How could this kind of yin-yang fish appear in Ziying?

"Your Majesty, please deal with me together." Seeing that Ziying didn't reply for a long time, Yang Duanhe urged.

Ziying glanced at the officials kneeling on the ground and didn't know what to say. Some of them were helpless towards Zhao Gao, and naturally there were others who were begging for mercy from Zhao Gao. It was really hard to tell.

Ziying put the yin and yang fish in his sleeves and said seriously, "What happened today was a misunderstanding, and it was all Cao Wushang! Cao Wushang, a treacherous minister, was once an accomplice of Zhao Gao. He deliberately wanted to sow discord between the minister and me.

, His heart is worthy of death!"

Cao Wushang looked up as if he had been struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and he said, "Your Majesty, what I said is true!"

The ministers knelt down for a moment and immediately understood Ziying's intention.

"The king is wise and all the ministers are innocent!"

"Please, Your Majesty, kill Cao Wushang!"

"Please, Your Majesty, kill Zhao Gao's comrades!"

All civil and military officials in the court knelt down and worshiped. Cao Wu was so heartbroken that his body collapsed to the ground.

Yang Duanhe smiled happily.

Zhao Cheng also understood what Ziying meant. Killing the ministers would definitely cause chaos in the court. Instead of doing this, it would be better to kill just one to serve as a warning to others and sell the ministers a favor.

"This child is far more thoughtful than Fusu." Zhao Cheng sighed secretly, glad that he stood by Ziying's side at the last moment.

"But!" Ziying suddenly changed his tone, "You are all more or less related to Zhao Gao. If I don't give you some punishment, I will feel uneasy."

As soon as these words came out, the officials who were smiling at first became serious again, waiting for Ziying to speak.

Snap——

Ziying threw his sword to the ground, "Take my sword, and each minister will stab Zhao Gao, so that I can forget about the past."

A young official took courage, picked up his sword, and approached Zhao Gao step by step.

"You are all my slaves...you are all my dogs..." Zhao Gao drooled and giggled, not realizing the approaching danger.

"Zhao Gao, today is the day you die!" The young official stabbed the man in the back with his sword.

"Wait a minute!" Ziying stopped the young official, "Remember, only stabbing is allowed, not stabbing to death."

"promise!"

With the suppressed dissatisfaction of the past, the young official pierced Zhao Gao's calf with a sword.

"Ah——" Zhao Gao screamed like a killing pig.

Zhao Gao's calf bones were pierced all over, and he was nailed to the ground dripping with blood!

Ziying felt relieved when she saw it, "Beautiful, I will receive a hundred gold coins after the court!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" The young official knelt down quickly, unable to hide the smile on his lips.

"If it's too slow to come one by one, why don't you all come together." Ziying crossed her legs and said with a smile.

Most of the civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty did things for Zhao Gao because of their power and prestige. Not only did they not get any benefits, but they always gave Zhao Gao money.

Nowadays, there is still a good thing about stabbing Zhao Gao to get money. The ministers, regardless of their image, stepped forward, drew their swords, and greeted Zhao Gao directly.

The originally quiet court hall was as noisy as a vegetable market.

"Let me go first! I want to stab Zhao Gao in the thigh."

"I stabbed him in the shoulder!"

The ministers surrounded Zhao Gao so tightly that Ziying could not see clearly what was going on inside. When the ministers dispersed, Zhao Gao was like a punctured water bag, with blood overflowing from everywhere, and his bloated body shrank.

It's almost a circle smaller.

As a general, Yang Duanhe did not bother to attack the enemy who had no resistance, so he stabbed the word "traitor" on Zhao Gao's face with a single sweep.

There were more than a hundred ministers, more than a hundred swords, the brocade clothes were in tatters like a beggar's rags, and Zhao Gao's hair was disheveled and stained with blood. It was completely impossible to see that this man was the prime minister who was in charge of the court and held the King of Qin hostage yesterday.

"Cough cough cough...well..." Zhao Gao had only his last breath left, and there was blood in his cough.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, my dears really know how to exercise discretion. A hundred swords are not enough to kill you." Ziying said playfully.

Ziying has been silently advising Zhao Cheng. From the first time Zhao Gao was struck by the sword, Zhao Cheng's eyelids never blinked and his expression did not change.

We are obviously brothers, but how can we remain indifferent as a human being when we see our elder brother being treated like Lingchi?

Ziying thought of Duke Huan of Qi. Minister Yi Ya made a bowl of soup for Duke Huan of Qi. After eating it, Duke Huan of Qi was full of praises. Yi Ya showed his cards and explained that this was human flesh or baby meat, and that it was Yi Ya's biological son. Duke Huan of Qi was the elder.

Yi Ya was rewarded and given titles and titles. When Duke Huan of Qi was old, his son fought for power, but Yi Ya was locked in a room and starved to death. No one collected the body for a long time, and eventually the maggots in his body were enough to crawl through the door.

Ziying had a cold war, Zhao Chengcheng today is Yi Ya back then!

He didn't want to be Duke Huan of Qi who had maggots in his house.

Because of his savior, Ziying didn't want to take action against Zhao Cheng, and was already quietly wary of him.

"Zhao Aiqing?"

"I'm here." Zhao Cheng knelt down and said respectfully.

"Do you know why I gave Zhao Gao a breath?" Ziying asked.

"I know that the king wants to leave the last sword to me." Zhao Cheng said in an extremely calm tone.

Ziying took a deep breath to calm down, and Zhao Cheng calmed down to a point that frightened him, "Then go ahead, Ai Qing. After killing him, hang Zhao Gao's head on the top of the city for the people to watch."

"promise!"

Zhao Cheng responded, and the court returned to silence. More than a hundred pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Cheng, all watching a good show of brother killing brother.

The sound of Zhao Cheng's footsteps hitting the ground was clearly audible.

Ta, da, da.

Zhao Xiang is an executioner, walking step by step towards the execution platform where the condemned prisoners are held.

"Brother...Xiao Cheng..." Crazy Zhao Gao murmured, with tears in his eyes. At the last moment of his life, he still recognized his biological brother.

Ziying slightly regretted that Zhao Gao had borrowed Hu Hai's hand to kill Fusu, so Ziying seemed to be treating the other person with his own medicine.

Now that this scene has gone as he wished, Ziying is still a little uncomfortable.

"Xiaocheng...you're here..." The crazy look in Zhao Gao's eyes has disappeared, and there is no more cunning and cunning light in Zhao Gao's eyes, leaving only the long-lost clarity.

"Brother..." Zhao Cheng's expression changed slightly. He hadn't seen Zhao Gao look like this for a long time, and he had never heard Zhao Gao call him that.

After the two came to the Qin Kingdom, Zhao Gao only wanted to overthrow the Qin Dynasty. He forgot about other things and only called his brother by his full name.

The scene of the two brothers living in Zhao State reappeared in Zhao Cheng's mind.
Chapter completed!