In Xianyang City, there is a luxury courtyard in the southeast.

Two ancient seal characters in the Mongolian Mansion were hung on the gate of the house, and two cute giant panda statues were squatting on both sides of the gate, one on the left and one on the right.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was closed and the lights inside and outside the courtyard were brightly lit.

On the street outside the courtyard, there were densely filled with imperial guards holding bows, crossbows, guns and torches. Hundreds of people surrounded the courtyard. A palace man stood at the gate of the courtyard and shouted: "Doctor Meng, Your Majesty is intoxicating the heavens, why are you avoiding it? As a nobleman, why are you so unreasonable!"

"My master is sick and is seriously ill and cannot get up. Please go back and tell the Shaofu Order. When dawn, my master will definitely enter the palace to visit His Majesty!" In the courtyard wall, the old housekeeper with gray beard in the palace stood on the ladder and answered loudly outside.

"It's unreasonable. The Young Mansion Order and all the ladies urgently summoned him. How could Doctor Meng disobey the order? In another half a moment, if Doctor Meng still refuses to come out, don't blame me for being rude!" The palace man was furious.

"Hmph, a mere eunuch dares to bark at Shangqing's dog. I want to see how rude you are!" The old housekeeper was also angry, raised his hand and smashed a brick over, knocking the palace servants to the ground without any bias.

"Dare you dare to attack the envoy of the palace? Does the Montessus intend to rebel?" A middle-aged general wearing iron armor roared behind the palace man.

"Haha, Sima Xin, don't pretend to be hypocritical. You are the ones who want to rebel. If you want me to go to the palace, you can call Zhao Hai to confront me. If he dares to come, I will dare to go!" Meng Yi's disdainful sneer came from the wall.

"You...you know!" The middle-aged general's face changed drastically in a panic.

"Hmph, if you don't know, unless you don't do it yourself, Zhao Hai and others have used Chunfangyuan to make friends with princes, princes, ministers and important officials of the court over the years. I supervise all officials, but I am not blind. You Sima Xin, the Minister of War, turned into the commander of the imperial guards today. I brought so many imperial guards to invite me in the middle of the night, with ulterior motives, but I advise you not to follow the wrong person. The Marquis of Qinghe had already known Hu Hai and Zhao Hai's plan, and had already ambushed 100,000 soldiers in Xianyang City. Next year, it will be the death day of you who are treasonous!"

"Breaking open the yard gate, rush in, and take Meng Yi!" Sima Xin yelled with a twisted face and pulled out the steel knife from her waist.

My face is now broken, and it is meaningless to continue such bitter communication.

Zhao Hai explained that only by capturing China and Meng Yi can one have more bargaining chips in his hand.

As long as Feng Quji and Meng Yi surrender, plus Qi Dang and Shen Gongyan, the six officials who had already surrendered, they would threaten more important officials and marquis to surrender. Even if Chen Xu entered the city until dawn, he would be sure to win by then.

Even if Chen Xu is a disciple of the Immortal Family, the left prime minister and the Grand Master, he is just a mortal body after all, and it is impossible to be enemies of all the civil and military officials of the court.

"Kill~~"

Hundreds of imperial guards attacked Sima Xin's roar, and the crossbows and arrows shot at the walls and the courtyard. In an instant, they were accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and screams. Almost at the same time, arrows and bricks flew out like heavy rain and fell into the imperial guards. Suddenly, hundreds of imperial guards also rolled around in the streets, screaming endlessly.

"Occurrence, continue to attack, suppress the Mongolian Mansion from the opposite roof, and move giant trees to break open the door..."

When Sima Xin saw the counterattack in the Meng Mansion, she knew that Meng Yi must have been prepared, so she yelled to give orders. Soon a large number of archers climbed up to the roof opposite the street and used the burning torch light toward the wall of the Meng Mansion. Soon, some imperial guards also demolished a two-foot-diameter corridor from a nearby house. More than ten people carried it and began to hit the gate of the Meng Mansion.

The sound of shouts, screams, and collisions were endless, and the entire Xianyang City resounded in the quiet night, making the panic-in Xianyang people even more panicked.

...

"Hahahaha... After waiting for so many years, I finally waited for the most fun day!"

In the southwest of the city, in the Qinghe Garden, which was being built in a siege, in the empty roller skating field, all the teenagers of the Marine Corps were put on uniform uniforms, all the military flags and rifles were arranged neatly, and four grenades were hung on their backs of their butts, and the bullet belts were hung on their chests like chains.

Yu Wuya was carrying a sword on his back, two revolvers were inserted between his waist, and a rifle in his hand. He was standing in front of the neatly lined up, dancing excitedly.

"Hmph, be careful that you will be beaten by Zhao Hai's imperial guards for a while!" A beautiful woman in a long skirt stood beside her, carrying a sword, but her face was a little disdainful.

"How could it be? There are 1,000 people here, and there are 1,000 little overlords outside the city. Two thousand people are enough to sweep the entire capital. How could you be afraid of the imperial guards!" Yu Wuya shook his head disdainfully.

"The four sects must have been controlled by Zhao Hai at the moment. Your benefactor wants to come in unless he can fly!"

"Uh~" Yu Wuya was a little dazed for a moment, and nodded after a moment, "That's right. If the benefactor cannot enter, we don't know what to do even if we go into the palace. If we are in a melee, it's really not good. It seems that it's better to capture the city gate first, open it and let the benefactor in!"

"Do you know which door Chen Xu goes to? Also, if no one reports the news late at night, I'm afraid your benefactor will still sleep on a bunch of women's beds!" Xia Zijin reminded coldly.

"My dear is closest to the east gate..."

"If he walks through the east gate, he will be the stupidest."

"What should we do? We can't go to the four gates to capture them, and it's too late. What's more, if a thousand people are scattered, they will inevitably be divided and surrounded by the imperial guards all over the city. The dark and lanterns are probably a lot of casualties..." Yu Wuya suddenly started to pull his beard with some distress.

"Hmph, you know you're stupid!"

"Zi Jin, watch here. I'll go out to check the situation. Without the signal of my benefactor, we can't act for the time being!" Yu Wuya handed the rifle in his hand to Xia Zijin and said.

"I'll go, I won't use these broken things!" Xia Zijin said a word and turned around, took a few steps away, and her beautiful figure disappeared into the dark night.

"Be careful~" Yu Wuya could only remind him helplessly.

...

The palace and the Zichen Palace are brightly lit.

The black-clad Xuanwu Guard and the black-clad Guards were densely packed with swords and torches, causing the entire palace to be leaked.

Almost all the royal family members were invited, and almost all the important officials, Qinghou, were invited.

The Shaofu Order Zhao Wei stood in the hall.

A large group of royal families were followed by.

Below His Highness are many officials from the three provinces and six ministries.

The Right Prime Minister Feng Quji, the Ministry of Rites commanded Yang Zhu, the Ministry of Revenue Commanded Gao Teng, the Ministry of Revenue Commanded Qi Dang, the Ministry of War Commanded Wei Liao, the Ministry of Personnel Commanded Shen Gongyan, the Ministry of Punishment Commanded Yin Wu, the Ministry of Works Commanded Zai Hong, the Ministry of Secretariat Chief of Secretariat Chief of Secretariat Chief of Secretariat Chief of Censorship Commanded Feng Jie, the Censor Chief of Censor Gao Xiang, the Chief of Secretariat Chief of Censor Hu Wujing, the Central Chariot Chief of Censor Su Yue, and many noble marquis and military generals with brocade robes and jade belts, all of which are almost all the most famous ministers of the Qin Dynasty.

Although there are many people, the atmosphere above the hall is very low and depressing.

In the center of the hall is where the First Emperor works on weekdays. There is a large chair and a desk. There are some booklets on it. The most eye-catching one is a globe.

On the side of the hall is the entrance of the bedroom. At this time, Xu Fu and other groups of imperial doctors and imperial doctors stood on both sides. The bedroom was densely covered with people. As long as the princes and princesses who were still in the palace and concubines and concubines and concubines with status, they were all among them. They were crying with tears in their eyes and heart-wrenching eyes, and the sad crying sounded throughout the palace courtyard. In other parts of the harem, there were palace maids, palace ladies, eunuchs and eunuchs kneeling towards Zichen Hall everywhere.

The First Emperor died late at night just after returning to Xianyang today.

The fate of these people instantly became darker.

Some people secretly speculated that everyone would be taken to Mount Li by the new emperor to bury the First Emperor for the First Emperor.

Under such terrifying pressure, the entire palace was filled with crying sounds. Even less than half an hour before and after the news came out, several concubines and uterine maids had committed suicide by hanging their beams or jumping into the well.

But no one has the mood or energy to care about other people's lives and deaths, because by tomorrow, perhaps their own destiny and fate may be miserable.

"Why haven't Doctor Meng and the Grand Master invited me?" Many Qinghou and others were anxious and kept looking outside the gate of Zichen Hall.

"Hmph, such an urgent matter has not been delayed. I'm afraid I have the intention to rebel!" Some of the officials snorted coldly.

"Yao Jia, how dare you doubt the Grand Master? Do you want to die?" Someone among the Qinghou scolded him angrily.

"What's the point of being noisy in such an occasion? Your Majesty is in funerals. The new emperor must succeed to the throne as soon as possible to hold the national funeral ceremony..."

"That's true, but Your Majesty never made a crown prince, nor did he leave a will. Which prince should we support ascend to the throne?"

"Of course, he is the eldest son, wise and wise..."

"I think the sixth young master is more suitable for both civil and military..."

"The Thirteenth Young Master has been smart since childhood, and the people praised it..."

A group of Qinghou officials who don’t like to stand on the side of the team are now unwilling to argue. Feng Quji sat on the chair next to him dyingly. After a sadness, he felt as if he was so angry that he didn’t even have the strength to stop the quarrels of a group of officials.

Apart from Feng Quji, Chen Xu and Meng Yi were not there, and no one could suppress the ministers. In an instant, a group of people almost moved all the princes out next to each other, hoping to push him to the throne of the emperor, so that he could also join him in the future with the help of the dragon.

Inside, there are a sad scene of a group of young men, princesses, wives and concubines crying at the First Emperor’s funeral.

Outside, there was a group of royal families and the important ministers of the dynasty, Qinghou, blushing in battle for power and profit, and electing his optimistic young master to inherit the throne.
Chapter completed!