Zhao Cheng is good at shooting volleys of bows and arrows, and his skills are very comparable to others. It was Zhao Cheng who shot an arrow through Gai Nie's hand in the wooden house.

Yang Duanhe saw that Zhao Cheng was holding a sharp weapon but was reluctant to take action for fear of changes, so he quickly urged, "Zhao Gao is full of evil. He kidnapped Hu Hai to kill the royal family's descendants and bring trouble to the court. You must not ruin important things because of your personal affairs."

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Zhao Cheng listened and knew that Zhao Gao would definitely not survive today. Facing his brother's tearful eyes, the sword in his hand could not advance even half an inch. In the past, Zhao Cheng had long held grudges against his brother's assignment of official positions, no matter how the ministers tortured Zhao Gao.

It's okay. If he really killed his brother with his own hands, Zhao Cheng really couldn't do it.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..."

"Forget it!" Ziying couldn't stand it anymore.

Although he wished that Zhao Gao would be cut to pieces by a thousand knives, the brotherly love had to be taken into account.

"Zhao Gao killed my flesh and blood relatives. This revenge should be avenged by me!" Ziying stood up and stepped down from the throne. Zhao Gao could be ruthless and ruthless, and the First Emperor could kill decisively, but Ziying couldn't do it. He originally wanted to watch one

It's a good show of brothers fighting each other, but in the end you have to do it yourself.

Ziying took the sword and said, "Zhao Aiqing, please retreat outside the main hall. Aiqing doesn't have to see this scene with her own eyes."

"No!" Zhao Cheng quickly knelt down and left the hall quickly.

Ziying also breathed a sigh of relief. People can change. When Liu Bang conquered the world, he could call the heroes with different surnames brothers and brothers. The great Han Dynasty immediately killed the king with different surnames.

Zhao Cheng now listens to him and resents Zhao Gao. When time passes, the kindness and resentment have weakened. Maybe Zhao Cheng also has a different heart towards Ziying, who he used to kill his brother.

If a gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall, it is better not to take this risk.

Ziying closed his eyes and raised his sword fiercely.

"The king punishes the traitor!"

"The king punishes the traitor!"

The hall echoed with the cries of the officials, and Ziying's heart was racing. This was not the first time he had killed someone. As early as last night, he had personally killed dozens of rebellious guards.

But the dying man in front of me is called Zhao Gao!

Ziying suddenly opened his eyes, raised his sword and dropped it, killing a generation of traitorous officials.

The bloody head rolled down in front of Cao Wushang, and he opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Your Majesty, spare your life!" Cao Wushang pushed Zhao Gao's head away in panic, rolled and crawled to Ziying's feet, hugged Ziying's calf, "Your Majesty, please spare my life, I am willing to die for Your Majesty's sake."

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Keeping Cao Wushang would probably make the ministers uneasy, but Cao Wushang couldn't keep him anyway.

Ziying still hesitated. It was not nonsense for Cao Wushang to point out that all the ministers of the dynasty were related to Zhao Gao. This showed that Cao Wushang was indeed capable.

Besides, Cao Wushang still had a role in history. If he was killed now, Ziying couldn't be sure whether things would change in the future.

"I have killed many people since last night. I don't want this sword to be stained with blood. You can leave. The further away from Xianyang, the better." Ziying sighed. It is really a pity for the monarch to let talents go.

Cao Wushang was happy and surprised. Even if Ziying let him go now, the worried ministers might not keep him alive.

"Your Majesty..." Cao Wushang still wanted to plead.

"Get out of here!" Ziying shouted.

The guards of the main hall dragged the howling Cao Wushang out of the court, and all the civil and military officials heaved a sigh of relief.

"After the dynasty is over, all your beloved ministers should go to Zhi Su Nei Shi to collect a hundred gold coins. In addition, Zhao Gao's body and head should be hung on the city wall and fed to wild dogs after three days." Ziying said, wiping his sword.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty!" all the officials shouted in unison.

Ziying sat back on the throne and dozed off with his mouth wide open. He was already a little tired after not sleeping all night.

Yang Duanhe took a step forward and said, "How does the king want to deal with Zhao Gao's relatives? Excluding Zhao Cheng, should he punish the three clans or the nine clans?"

Ziying shook his head, "Forget it, just return Zhao Gao's family property to the national treasury, and let his relatives live well."

The Qin Dynasty's continuous sitting system was what Ziying hated the most. The First Emperor believed in Legalism and was eager to persuade the people through the harsh system. Facts have proved that this is wrong.

Yang Duanhe Wei was stunned and quickly stopped him, "Your Majesty, you must not do this! Zhao Gao has committed a heinous crime. If he does this, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public and it will also shake the foundation of the country."

National origin?

Ziying, who was in a good mood, felt a little depressed when he mentioned the country.

The last two commanders of the Qin Dynasty, Wang Li and Zhang Han, surrendered to Xiang Yu a few months ago. Liu Bang and Xiang Yu's troops marched into Xianyang in two groups. There was no national foundation to speak of for a long time.

In history, Ziying actively resisted Liu Bang's attack and was helpless.

Yang Duanhe and other veterans are already too old to carry their guns into battle even if they have experienced hundreds of battles.

"My grandfather's criminal law is really harsh. Now that I am in power, there will be some changes. Please don't say more." Ziying didn't want to explain too much. Due to the limitations of the times, even Yang Duanhe wouldn't understand.

"Dismiss the court, dismiss the court." Ziying shook his sleeves and left the court regardless of the minister's reaction.

Walking in the palace, Ziying felt a little lonely. Although there was no threat from Zhao Gao or Cai Wei's assassination, he still could not enjoy this rare peace.

The last setting sun of Da Qin needs to be collected by his own hands.

"Even if I can fight dozens of people by myself, I can't fight against hundreds of thousands of people. God, please help me." Ziying was dejected, "Did I come across time just to be killed by others?"

It was October, and Ziying was not too hot in his royal clothes. He walked aimlessly for a long time and unknowingly arrived at the Daqin Ancestral Hall.

The incense in the ancestral hall is flourishing, from Boyi who helped Dayu control the floods to Feizi who raised horses for King Xiao of Zhou, to Hu Hai, the second emperor of Qin.

"Hu Hai also offers incense? Is he worthy?!"

Ziying was so angry that he stepped forward, took Hu Hai's tablet and threw it on the ground.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of the tablet breaking was heard, and a skinny old man hurriedly darted out from the corner.

The old man was wearing a black official uniform, and his body still smelled like it had been roasted by fire. "I didn't kneel down to the king in time. Please forgive me."

Ziying didn't remember seeing this old man in court and asked, "Who are you?"

The old man knelt down and replied respectfully, "Back to the king, I am in the position of divination, and I am divining the luck of the Qin Dynasty with tortoise shells."

Tai divination?

Taibu was one of the "Six Tailors" in the Zhou Dynasty. In the Qin Dynasty, in terms of official position, he was second only to the prime minister. His main task was to predict good and bad luck. It can be said to be the highest official position among fortune tellers in the country. However, as the dynasty developed, Taifu

His official position became lower and lower, and by the Tang Dynasty he was already a minor official of the ninth rank. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, this official position simply disappeared.

Divination is not casual, it requires bathing and burning incense. October is the beginning of the Qin calendar year, and it is the time to go to the court for divination.

Ziying's curiosity aroused when he saw that there was a cracked turtle shell behind Taibu.

Modern fortune tellers are a mixed bag, and most of them are liars. Today I finally encountered an official and orthodox one.
Chapter completed!