Xi Shu laughed wildly, as if he had heard some big joke.
I wanted to turn my head, but because of the restriction of the shackles on my neck, I could only turn my body sideways.
The anklet clattered as it was being pulled, and Xi Shu laughed loudly at Meng Jiakun, who was also laughing.
"Is this guy so frightened by Naigong's skills that he's talking nonsense?"
The Qin people were good at martial arts, and etiquette was really hard to learn, even from a long-established family.
If anyone never calls himself Nai Gong in his whole life and always says so, then he is not a Qin person.
Meng Jiakun, the oldest among the three, laughed and agreed: "That's probably true. Our young master is greedy for life and afraid of death. In order to save his life, he pretended to be crazy and worked as an idiot for several years. He gave up the throne he got. How can I see my martial brother fly?
The style of kicking people in the head.”
Bai Fei, who was also laughing next to him, listened to Meng Jiakun's words and thought of the abandoned son of the Zhao Kingdom who did not return to the country more than ten years ago. In the second generation of the Qin Kingdom, there was only one, Mr. Cheng.
At that time, I was much more majestic and dignified than Lord Chang'an is now.
At that time, there were many factions in the court, including the Chu family relatives headed by the Queen Mother Huayang, the foreign scholar faction headed by Lu Buwei, the royal family forces that had risen since Qin Xiaogong, and the aristocratic families of the old Qin people.
These forces are all fighting for the power of the Qin State, which should be irreconcilable contradictions in nature.
For example, they, the old Qin family, and the foreign scholar factions were incompatible with each other and attacked each other every day.
The former said that the latter was an outsider and would not die for Qin, while the latter said that the former were incompetent and would only drag down Qin.
There were so many forces that even the King of Qin found it difficult to balance. King Qin Zhaoxiang, King Qin Xiaowen, and King Qin Zhuangxiang for three consecutive generations had more than enough ambition but not enough power.
However, the childish Mr. Cheng was able to crush it into a piece of iron without knowing how.
I recall that because I was acquainted with Ying Chengyu, I was appointed as the head of the Bai family by my father because I usually acted like a fool and did not do much.
Looking at the current confrontation between the two parties in Xianyang Prison, they both hate each other deeply and hope that the other will die and be reborn soon. Bai Fei can't help but laugh a little.
If there are any irreconcilable conflicts between the two sides, that would be nothing more than unforgettable hatred.
But after Bai Fei thought about it, he couldn't figure out when the old Qin family and Mr. Cheng, who were once good friends, forged such a big hatred.
Absolute nobility, these three words are so cruel.
If those scholars from other places who suddenly become rich and have no background and sit in high positions say this, it will not be surprising at all.
There are only so many positions in total. If those foreign scholars don't kill them, how can they become a new aristocratic family? Shang Yang, Fan Ju, and Lu Buwei didn't all do this?
Absolute nobility is true, but not complete.
It is only right to get rid of the old aristocracy and become a new aristocracy.
But what does this have to do with you being born into a royal family?
Bai Fei's smile faded and his eyes moved to Ying Chengyu's face.
"Don't fool us with the death penalty. In fact, you and we don't have that much hatred. It was you who gave up the throne, not us who abandoned you."
One small step, one small step, walking steadily in front of Ying Chengyu.
Using the canvas on his feet that could buy a life, he climbed onto the top of Yun's shoes and lifted the hair from the face of the last corpse.
He lowered his head and said: "If you want to put on a show, why don't you cut off this man's head? There is no punishment for committing suicide in Qin law."
There was blood on the face of the deceased, and the appearance was not that obvious even if the hair covering the face was removed.
Bai Fei glanced at it casually, but this glance felt familiar. He couldn't help frowning and squatting down while talking.
"You are so powerful, how can the power of the three of us be small? Before we create too much hatred, why not stop here. Even if Bao Bailingzhi dies, it doesn't mean your reputation has been ruined.
"If you still miss the heroic words on that day of the wax festival, we will kill Cai Ze together and give you a sacrificial flag. If you are willing, I will also give you a copy of the method of training concubines..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Fei's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wanted to reach out to wipe away the blood on the face of the deceased on the ground, but his painful wrist showed that he was helpless because it was restrained.
He knelt on the ground, leaned down, and put his head next to the head of the deceased, like an old dog.
Only in this way can he get the head of the deceased and wipe away the blood on the face of the deceased.
"Xi, Brother Xi..."
Bai Fei has everything under control, and his expression of not taking advantage of him changed to one of fear.
Xishu, who was laughing maniacally, was still taunting Ying Chengyu to his heart's content, talking cheek to cheek with Ying Chengyu and talking nonsense.
After hearing Bai Fei's call, Xi Shu, who was in a special state, did not notice any difference in Bai Fei's words.
When he lowered his head, he saw Bai Fei's movements and expression, which made him a little confused.
I don’t know what Bai Fei is doing kneeling there, and what he is afraid of.
"What's the matter?"
Bai Fei trembled and straightened the deceased's head.
"This is...nephew Fang Xian..."
Xishu's laughter stopped suddenly, like the sound of a wild duck quacking on a pond being hit by a stone.
Plop~
The head of the Xi family, who looked crazy just now, was so anxious that he forgot that his feet were not free, so he tripped over the iron chains on his feet and fell to the ground.
When he fell, the sledge on his neck hit the ground hard. Although the hay softened some of the impact, the head of the Xi family still felt pain in his neck, as if he had been struck by the back of a dull knife.
Seeing stars, Xi Shu almost fell to death, but his good friend Bai Fei helped him to the side of the deceased. At a glance, he recognized his favorite third son, Xi Shu, who was also the head of the family.
"Fang, Fang'er..."
After kicking three heads away, his hands, which were highly skilled in Western arts, couldn't help but swing around above the heads of the three men, not daring to fall down.
It was as if Xixi, who was lying on the ground, was not completely dead now, and would be completely dead if he touched it with this hand.
Bang~
Ying Chengyu kicked Dongfang on the head, breaking his neck with skillful force, and the whole body became separated into corpses.
Dongfang's head flew out in a straight line and hit the prison wall, leaving white turbid liquid on it and rolling down.
Xi Shu looked at the headless corpse in front of him with blood gushing out from his neck, and trembled and murmured to himself: "No, no, don't..."
Ying Chengyu stepped on the blood that had just flowed out, but could not be called a pool.
He smiled and said, "This means that after Brother Fang died, his body lost vitality, his heart no longer supplied blood, and his blood pressure was lost. Otherwise, all the blood would be spilled on Uncle Shu's face."
Xi Shu looked at it blankly, as if he hadn't heard anything, and still murmured no, no, Fang'er...
Ying Chengyu picked up Xi Shu's head from the wall and placed it in front of Xi Shu's eyes. He grabbed Xi Shu's head and made the head of the Xi family look at his favorite third son.
"Uncle Shu, how was my footwork just now? My feet touched my head and neck."
Xishu's body trembled and he said nothing.
"If you don't say anything? That means I'm not good at playing football. Then please ask Uncle Shu to kick someone in the head with a flying kick, so that I can show off my style for pretending to be crazy and acting stupid? No face? Then give me a post."
Ying Cheng smiled ferociously, grabbed Xi Shu's head and hit him on the head.
Father and son.
One life and one death.
A life-and-death collision.
"ah!"
Bits of brain matter spilled out from the cracked gap in the dead skull and fell onto the living head's face. Xishu's body trembled violently and he screamed loudly. He tried his best to shrink back but was restrained by the big hands on his neck and could not move.
No matter whether you look at it from a distance or up close, it looks like an animal with a shackle around its neck trying to break free.
"Shuzi is sinister..."
Meng Jiakun's eyes were about to burst, he shook his shackles, screamed and cursed.
Before he finished speaking, Ying Chenglong slapped him firmly on the mouth.
The few people present here are really not very skilled in martial arts.
They didn't even see why Ying Chengyu was pinching Xi Shu's head and touching Xi Shu's head one second, and the next second he was standing in front of Meng Jiakun with a smile and slapped him hard.
Meng Jiakun fell to the ground, and the shackles around his neck caused severe pain on the side of his neck, as if it was about to break, making it difficult to stand up.
Ying Chengyu squatted down and asked with a smile: "Uncle Jiakun is going to replace Uncle Shu and show Chengyu, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, how to kick someone in the head with his flying kick?"
Only then did Meng Jiakun realize that Lord Chang'an of the Qin Dynasty in front of him had the intention to kill him, and his expression of hatred turned into fear, and he could not open his mouth to speak.
Ying Chengyu pinched the wrinkled face of the head of the Meng family, causing it to turn purple and purple. Meng Jiakun endured the pain without daring to cry out.
Ying Chengyu increased his strength on his hands, and blood oozed from his old face.
He smiled ferociously and said, "You are also afraid of death."
Gan Luo, who was sitting on the couch, had a gloomy look on his face. He looked at Xishu who had escaped from Ying Chengyu's control and curled up on the ground like a big shrimp, trembling and screaming strangely. He was so sad that the rabbit died and the fox died.
No matter how the three major aristocratic families compete with the Gan family for power, it is still a struggle for interests between the aristocratic families.
Only winning or losing, not life or death, the Gan family and the three major aristocratic families are still in the same camp no matter what.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah……"
Meng Jiakun and his best friend Xi Shu screamed unconsciously together, howling in agony for the flesh that was torn off the old man's face.
The three great families of Meng and Baixi have always been on the same side, and the heads of the two families of Meng and Xi couldn't stop screaming.
Bai Fei, the only head of the Bai family who was not harmed, had no intention of sharing the joys and sorrows with the two old friends and saying something fair. He slumped on the ground, burying his head and not daring to speak.
In the corridor of the cell, the jailer who had already left heard screams. He was afraid that something might happen to Ying Chengyu, so he hurriedly ran back.
Even without the special request from Tingwei Li Si, the mere fact that Ying Chengxuan was the prime minister and the state captain was enough to make the jailer pay more attention to him.
After returning, the jailer saw the scene in front of him. He had been on the battlefield and slashed with the Qin sword. He temporarily forgot what Ying Chengyu asked him to do.
Meng Jiakun rolled around and screamed, Xi Shu curled up and screamed, and Bai Fei buried his head in his swollen knees and shivered.
If this happened on the battlefield, it would not have much impact on the jailers.
Having seen arms and legs flying around, half of the corpse being run over by a chariot and being hung in the wheels and ground to a pulp, the scene in front of me cannot be called miserable.
But this is not a battlefield, it is Xianyang Prison.
The ones who screamed, trembled, and dared not speak were not the soldiers from various countries who might lose their lives at any time, but the heads of the three great families of Meng Xibai.
Although the jailer had received the order to kill the three great families from Ying Chengyu, he had already been mentally prepared for this.
But when all this still happened in front of him, he felt his heart stopped and his body lost control. He stood there without knowing where he was, as if he was in a dream.
"Just go do something."
A whisper was like a bell that shook the jailer awake.
The jailer's body trembled with awe, he bowed his head and said to Lord Chang'an who came to him at some point: "Wei!"
"Your Majesty will not allow it." Gan Luo said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty will not allow you to act so recklessly. If you destroy the three Mengxi and Bai families, the whole family will be panic-stricken, and there will be great chaos in Qin."
"That's not something you have to consider." Ying Chengyu smiled back and said, "What do you think, Luo Di, do you want to do it with me now? You don't want to go back with the three uncles."
Gan Luo walked up to Ying Chenglong and looked up slightly. The distance between him and Ying Chenglong was no more than three inches.
He said coldly: "When I call you brother, you really treat yourself as a brother."
Pa~
After being slapped on the face, Gan Luo suddenly turned his head and stared at Ying Chengyu with a look of hatred on his face, and red marks quickly appeared on his face.
Rubbing his palms, Ying Chengyu said with a smile: "You still have time to think about it. The three Meng Xibai families have more than a thousand people in total. Even if they kill a thousand pigs, it will not take a moment. I will not kill until all three families are dead."
Three uncles."
Gan Luo suddenly made a sneak attack with his palm, and was turned into a snake. He was paralyzed by a flick of his two fingers.
Pa~
There were five more finger prints on the other side of his unbeaten cheek.
"I don't want to kill you, don't force me."
Ying Chengyu's face was expressionless.
"You are forcing me, and I am most annoyed by your hypocrisy. Since you are provoking a life-and-death war, don't be pretentious here, it is disgusting."
Gan Luo turned his head, the gaps between the five finger marks on his face were full of hatred.
"Fortunately, you were not the king at the beginning. If you want to kill me as soon as possible, His Majesty will be here soon."
Bang~
Ying Chengyu closed the prison door.
"You can regret it at any time before I finish sending the heads."
The youngest leader of the family stared coldly at his childhood brother as he left, rubbing his hot and sore cheeks with both hands, and kicked Bai Fei first.
The head of the Bai family raised his head with a shackled head in front of others. If the shackled neck hadn't been a hindrance, he would have buried his head in his knees while sitting upright.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That Zhuzi has left. Uncle Shi is not injured here. Don't embarrass the Bai family by sitting here."
Bai Fei said bitterly: "Why don't you go against Chang'an Lord."
He didn't have much ability to begin with, and his position as head of the family was based on his acquaintance with Ying Chengyu.
In recent years, with the support and guidance of Meng Jiakun and Xi Shu, he has the demeanor of the head of a great family.
But deep down, Bai Fei is still the libertine who doesn't know what to do when encountering big things.
Gan Luo's anger that had been pent up for a long time suddenly burst out, and he punched and kicked Bai Fei, while beating and scolding him.
"If you don't go against him, he will kill you. Since you are so stupid, you might as well let me kill the guy you put the blame on. You, idiot, have made a contribution to the family."
Bai Fei was beaten until he screamed and begged for mercy, but Gan Luo turned a deaf ear and vented to his heart's content.
Poor Bai Fei's neck and hands were restricted by shackles, and his feet were tied by anklets. Facing Gan Luo, who was unimpeded, it was difficult for him to even dodge.
I can only learn my old friend's Western skills and curl up in a ball to reduce the area for beatings.
Gan Luo beat Bai Fei until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. When he was tired from the beating, he pointed at Bai Fei's nose.
He panted and said: "Huh~huh! If you say this kind of depressing and depressing words again. Huh~ I will kill you! The dignified head of the Bai family was beaten to death. In order to balance the grievances of the family, Your Majesty will also take action against that son.
.”
Bai Fei couldn't help but nod and didn't dare to say anything.
Gan Luo hated that iron could not become steel, so he kicked Bai Fei's calf hard again, causing Bai Fei to let out a scream.
The screams started here, and Gan Luo was already walking quickly towards Xi Shu, who started to scream.
He opened his bows left and right, and faced Xishu, who seemed to be demented, with a few big mouths, and slapped Xishu so hard that he couldn't even scream.
Gan Luo didn't stop until the head of the Xi Family's eyes were no longer just frightened and frightened, and the evasive look of not daring to face reality had disappeared from his face.
He raised Dongfang's head less than three inches in front of Xishu, and said coldly under Xishu's eyes full of hatred: "Although you are more than just a son of Dongfang, this son is the one you cultivate the most, right? Don't let him go to waste.
die."
In terms of seniority, Ganluo and Xiangxi are of the same generation.
But at this moment, Gan Luo seemed to regard the West as a junior.
The strange thing is that Gan Luo seemed normal when he said this. Even Xi Shu, whose teeth were loose after being slapped, didn't think there was anything wrong.
"I want that guy dead."
Xi Shu held the third son's head and said bitterly.
"I want that guy to die!"
Xi Shu raised his head and became hysterical.
After a few howls, a handful of hay was forced into the mouth of Xi Shu, who was going crazy again.
Gan Luo ignored Xi Shu's murderous look, covered Xi Shu's mouth and said, "That Zhuzi hasn't gone far yet. If you want to kill him in order to dismount him, just keep shouting."
Let go, Xishu spits out the hay in his mouth.
His hatred became stronger and he no longer had seizures.
Meng Jiakun, who had stopped shouting since Ying Chengyu left, watched Gan Luo doing his work coldly.
When he saw Gan Luo walking towards him, he said: "The heads of the three great aristocratic families have beaten two of them, so I am the best, so don't slap me on the right cheek."
There was a wound on the right side of his face that was the size of a thumbnail. There was no skin and the flesh and blood was exposed. It had just been torn apart by Ying Chenglong.
"Uncle Shi is conscious, but it is normal for him to be paralyzed when he is weak. What Luo did to Uncle Shi is what he did."
"If you don't fight today, you won't have a chance tomorrow. Once you get out of Xianyang Prison, you may not be willing to accept you as your disciple."
"Uncle Shi is hating the wrong person. Luo had already warned the three uncles about what Na Zhuzi was going to do. It was not Luo who put the three uncles in this situation."
"Hmph, who knows if you and I are acting together. Otherwise, why don't you have shackles or shackles? You can move freely on your own."
Pa~
Gan Luo slapped Meng Jiakun on the right side of his face, right where the skin and flesh had been torn off by Ying Chenglong, causing a bloody hand.
"Can you speak properly now?"
Gan Luo wiped the blood from his hands on Meng Jiakun's clothes.
"When I call you Uncle Shengshi, you really think of yourself as an elder."
The flesh and blood without skin protection was hit hard, and the pain was doubled, but this time Meng Jiakun did not scream.
Looking at Gan Luo, he said solemnly: "You will pay the price, the Gan family will pay the price, no one can treat Meng Xibai like this."
Gan Luo chuckled and said, "You have no skin in front of you, and I'll hit you in the back. When that Zhuzi is defeated, I'll be waiting for you, the three great families."
"His Majesty will definitely not know about killing members of my three great families. It can take as little as half an hour or as long as an hour, and that person will be dealt with by Your Majesty.
"That Zhuzi abused his private power to kill, and his defeat is certain. Now it depends on whether your majesty is willing to save his life. Don't worry, neither your majesty nor we will keep your nephew waiting for too long."
Just as Gan Luo was about to reply, a voice suddenly came from behind him, as cold as an evil ghost.
"I want him to die." Xi Shu put his forehead against Sanzi's head and said indifferently.
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The back hall of Tingwei Mansion.
In the corner was Tingwei's right prisoner who was tied up, with a hemp rope as thick as his fingers wrapped five times, a piece of good cloth stuffed in his mouth, and his eyes fixed on the case.
In the hall, Li Si, the prime minister and Tingwei, stood respectfully with Tingwei and looked at the case.
Two people stand on either side of the table.
One is dressed in white and looks like snow, his aura is majestic and his weapons are colorful and clear, and he stands as straight as a sharp sword.
Apart from his expressionless face, the Sword Master really doesn't have any shortcomings.
One is wearing a black eunuch's robe, standing respectfully with his hands crossed in front of him, his back slightly hunched.
Zhao Gao, who was a middle-aged man and took charge of the chariot government, always looked humble as long as the First Emperor was around.
Behind the desk, the First Emperor, wearing a black-bird embroidered crown, was sitting with his knees under his body, turning page by page the bamboo slips stacked in front of him.
"Are these charges true?" asked the First Emperor.
Li Si's heart skipped a beat, and he felt bad.
The First Emperor asked this question to question whether the evidence was true or false, but to express his dissatisfaction was true.
"yes."
Li Si, who is both Prime Minister Zuo and Tingwei, said.
After answering the First Emperor's question, he immediately added: "But one of the charges is untrue, and the other two charges are untrue."
Tingwei lowered his head even lower, complaining secretly in his heart, reflecting that he was still not steady enough.
Mingming decided not to be a court captain regardless of matters, and to fish until he retired and returned to his fiefdom to live in his old age.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! How could he be persuaded by Li Si's few words to get on the pirate ship, and now he is standing here under the pressure of the First Emperor?
The right eunuch of Tingwei was very happy, and the officialdom was a carrot and a pit. Only when Tingwei was upright, and the official position of Tingwei became vacant, could he, the right eunuch of Tingwei, take up the position.
Li Si could tell that the First Emperor's tone was kind, and so could the right prisoner of Tingwei.
"Whether it's true or false."
The First Emperor waved his sleeves and swept all the bamboo slips on the table to the ground.
"This matter ends here, let him go."
Your Majesty is not in the mood to listen to my explanation. Your Majesty has already made up his mind on this matter.
Li Si sighed inwardly.
"only."
Tuk-tuk-tuk~
The jailer carrying Ying Chengyu's order knocked on the back hall door and went straight to Li Si. Li Si couldn't help but cough.
In Tingwei Mansion, Tingwei is usually the largest, and the jailers are used to going straight to Li Si these days, but today is an unusual day.
"Do whatever."
The First Emperor saw the jailer walking in a hurry and went straight to Li Si, narrowed his eyes and asked aloud.
Only then did the jailer see the First Emperor, and he hurriedly bowed his head and said hello to His Majesty.
Then he answered truthfully: "Lord Chang'an has an order to kill Lord Tingwei first, Lord Meng, Lord Xi, and Lord Bai's own son."
The First Emperor's eyes flashed with cold lightning.
"It turns out that this murder was all based on that Zhuzi's words."
Everyone in the room felt their hearts sink, as they were overwhelmed by the power of the First Emperor.
Li Si, who was stared closely at by the First Emperor, was sweating profusely.
The First Emperor was very angry.
That Shuzi doesn't know how many officials of Meng Xibai's family are in the Qin State. Don't you, Li Si, the prime minister, know?
The three Mengxi and Bai families were killed, and it was impossible for those officials to rebel - military positions such as county lieutenant and county lieutenant all required military merit, and most nobles from aristocratic families were unwilling to go to the battlefield.
But what about escaping? If their family is bloodbathed, they will not wait to be killed.
The escape of these people was not a big problem. When the First Emperor destroyed the Six Kingdoms, he didn't even clear out the nobles of the Six Kingdoms, so he didn't care about it at all.
What the First Emperor cared about was how to deal with the large number of official positions that became vacant after these people fled, once the First Emperor could not quickly find so many suitable officials.
By then, there will be a backlog of government orders in various places, and chaos will inevitably occur over time.