"Zhao Gao, do you want to rebel!!!"

Facing the questioning of the Eighth Prince, Zhao Gao's face turned ashen.

One side is the Eight Princes of the Great Qin.

Even if he is not favored, his identity cannot be changed.

One side is his nephew.

Just when Zhao Gao was in a dilemma, Ying Ziye pulled out Xuanyuan's sword and threw it to the side of the groom Jianjiu.

"Kill this dog slave who is following the crime!"

"What!!!"

Zhao Gao was shocked.

Zhao An was even more scared by Ying Ziye's words and his face turned pale.

"Uncle, save me, save me! Uncle!"

Zhao An shouted for help, but Zhao Gao's face became more and more serious.

What he couldn't understand was how could this eighth young master, who never provokes any trouble, be so strong today?

"Your Highness, can you spare his mistake this time for the sake of your minister?"

Finally, Zhao Gao lowered his head.

There is no other reason, just because the eight princes of Daqin stood in front of him.

Even though he is not favored by the emperor, he is many times taller than him in terms of identity.

"A dog in the palace, what should I see in this young master!"

"cut!!!"

puff!

Blood splashed.

The headless corpse fell to the ground.

Zhao Gao's face turned pale, but he never said a word.

Zheng!

As the Xuanyuan Sword was sheathed, Ying Ziye walked into the carriage with a calm expression.

"Enter the palace!"

"If anyone dares to stop the car, kill it!"

"Here!"

As I looked at the eyes, the carriage was traveling freely and entered the Xianyang Palace Gate.

Zhao Gao glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood, and said with a low expression: "Trag him away and be buried with great pleasure!"

...

Xianyang Palace.

Now, nearly a stick of incense has passed, and the faces of civil and military officials and many young men are all showing impatient expressions.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Crystals gradually came from outside the palace.

Under the gaze of all officials and many young masters, the eunuch hurriedly climbed to the platform and whispered in the ear of the First Emperor.

"What!!!"

"What you said is true?!!"

The shocking sound of the First Emperor instantly attracted the attention of all officials.

A famous minister and a young master were all looking forward to it.

"Go back to Your Majesty, the body of Lord Zhao Gao's nephew is still outside the Xianyang Palace Gate."

"What?!!"

"Zhao Gao's nephew was killed?"

“Who did it??”

All the officials looked at each other, and their faces were full of surprise.

Although Zhao Gao was not a minister in the court, he was a close minister of Emperor Qin Shihuang.

In addition, he is the master of the net, so his methods are afraid that even the prime minister of the dynasty dare not offend him easily.

But now, Zhao Gao's nephew has been killed, and it is outside the Xianyang Palace Gate!

Who is so brave?

Just as the officials were confused, an extremely impossible figure appeared in everyone's mind.

Could it be him?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!!!

"Hahaha!"

A hearty laughter sounded in the court, instantly interrupting the thoughts of all officials and the young masters.

"I didn't expect that the eighth Lao who tolerated every day would have such a side!"

"Hahaha!"

As the First Emperor laughed loudly, all the officials looked surprised and said, "What!!!"

"It's really the Eighth Master? But he...isn't..."

Even though it was said by Emperor Qin Shi personally, all the officials and the young masters thought of Ying Ziye's past actions, but it was hard to believe it no matter what.

"The Eight Masters of the Great Qin are here!"

As the sound of Lang Langxuan roar sounded, the originally noisy court became quiet.

Wherever you look.

Ying Ziye made a big stride and appeared in the palace.

Unlike in the past, Ying Ziye gave them an unprecedented feeling at this moment.

Confidence, confidence as if you are the most powerful thing in the world!!!

"What happened? In order to make the Eighth Master change so much!!!"

All officials were stunned.

Especially Zhao Gao's expression when he followed closely, it increasingly confirmed what the First Emperor said before.

"My son pays homage to the father."

"I have been delayed for some time by some unopposed dogs, and I hope my father will forgive me."

Ying Ziye bowed and did not deliberately look at Zhao Gao's Tieqing's face.

Upon hearing this, the First Emperor showed a meaningful smile on his majestic face and nodded, "Since the matter has been resolved, let's join us together!"

"Thank you, Father."

When Ying Ziye returned to the court, the First Emperor looked around the officials and said majestic: "Today, it is for one thing to announce that you will enter the court."

"I want to go east to tour the world, but there must be no master in Xianyang."

"Therefore, I intend to choose one of you princes, and as the governor of the country when I am on the east tour of the world!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the princes all showed excitement on their faces.

If the governor benefited this time, he would undoubtedly hold the position of crown prince in the future.

"Today, you will talk about your own ideas one by one. If I ask you to supervise the country, how should the world be governed?"

After talking, the princes looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to step forward.

Until about a quarter of an hour, the eldest son Fusu took the lead in walking out of the court and bowed and said, "Reporting to my father, my son has some ideas, I don't know if it's right."

The First Emperor nodded slightly and signaled Prince Fusu to continue speaking.

"My son thinks that at the beginning of the world, the remnants of the six countries will be exhausted and should be renewed with the people."

"The light taxes and light labor service are gathered by the hearts of the people of the world."

When the First Emperor heard this, he frowned slightly and said, "If all the remnants of the six countries are dissatisfied with it, what should he do?"

The young master Fusu smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "The Master said: A gentleman is not serious, but he will not be powerful, and a scholar is not solid. He is loyal and trustworthy, and a confidant is not as good as a confidant without friends. If he fails, he should not be afraid to change."

"My son believes that as long as you uphold this, you will be convinced by the world."

After the young master Fusu finished speaking, the Confucian ministers Chun Yu Yue and others in the court showed a look of praise on their faces, and they walked out of the court and said, "I will follow the words of the Speaker Prince!"
To be continued...