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Chapter 502: Xintong went to the county with the intention of rebelling, and the families of the second emperor and the thirteenth family were destroyed.

The rising sun has not yet risen, and the sky is no longer visible.

The night before dawn is the darkest.

Wei Zhang stayed up all night. An hour before going to court, the old housekeeper of the house called Mrs. Liu, the gentleman.

The old butler poured tea, bowed, gave a deep salute, and went out to look for someone.

The tea soup on the table is steaming with steam and white mist is spreading.

While waiting, Wei Zhang put his two fingers on the teacup, and the sides of the cup were scalding hot.

At this time, the old housekeeper gently opened the door, let in the cold air, and bowed again.

"Sir, my wife is missing."

One person when leaving and one person when returning.

There was a bright red palm print on the left face of the old butler's face. Obviously, this invitation could not be summed up by simply "missing".

Wei Zhang had thirty-seven concubines, and even he himself could not remember how many concubines he kept outside.

Just like the Liu family did not know how many Kunlun slaves, Yan and Zhao warriors, and beautiful prostitutes they had raised.

This situation is not uncommon and happens to many aristocratic families.

The main wife has nothing to do with feelings, only strength. Marriage is a transaction.

The transaction is completed, and both parties advance and retreat together.

You look for Daji and Bao Si, and I look for Pan An and Song Yu.

You give your beautiful concubine to your friend, and I give you my vassal to your best friend.

Life is short, take pleasure in the moment.

Wei Zhang angrily threw the tea bowl, causing the broken porcelain to explode. The servants in the hall were so frightened that their hearts skipped a beat and slowed down.

He walked out of the gate quickly, took out the Qin sword from the guard's waist, and rushed out with murderous intent.

The old housekeeper followed closely behind, not daring to stop him, even though he had followed Wei Zhang since he was ten years old and had saved Wei Zhang's life three times.

When they arrived outside Liu's bedroom, a tall and round-waisted maid came forward to greet her.

She is the housekeeper of the inner house. She has no contact with the inner family but does not ask about external affairs. Her status is higher than that of the old housekeeper who is in charge of the outer house.

She was brought by the Liu family from the Liu family, and the slap mark on the old housekeeper's face was caused by her.

"Master, madam, she"

Before he finished speaking, Qin Jian flashed past, and the housekeeper's eyes widened, and he fell to the ground crookedly, covering his neck, with bright red between his fingers.

Wei Zhang walked through the flying dust, his trouser legs stained with dust.

The old housekeeper stopped slightly, and in a moment Wei Zhang took four steps.

Pursing his dry and skinny lips, the old housekeeper no longer hesitated and followed the master of the house into the wife's bedroom, which was never allowed to be entered.

When walking through the dust area, he stepped on the housekeeper's fleshy face.

Wei Zhang opened the quilt and saw that Mrs. Liu was entangled with a handsome young man, rising and falling.

This picture is not pretty. From the outside, Liu is old enough to be a handsome boy and a mother, with a calf cultivating wasteland.

Mr. Liu didn't cultivate his internal strength, and he didn't have any medical descendants to take care of him. He didn't exercise restraint, so he couldn't save time.

Wei Zhang grabbed the handsome young man's hair and slashed the young man's neck open with his sword. Blood spurted on Mr. Liu's face.

Mrs. Liu kicked the handsome young man away.

The young man fell to the ground with a thud, almost hitting the old housekeeper who came after him.

"It's something serious."

Mrs. Liu's face was covered with blood, and she stared at her husband's old face with a serious look on her face.

He didn't even glance at the handsome young man on the ground.

Wei Zhang dropped his sword on the ground, his eyes bloodshot.

"At midnight today, someone from the palace asked me to attend the court meeting. I asked someone to ask about your home, and they also came."

Mrs. Liu was frightened and furious. She grabbed Wei Zhang's chest and shook his half-black and half-white hair wildly.

"Such a big deal! Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Wei Zhang smiled miserably and put his hands on Mrs. Liu's face, wiping away the blood drops flowing everywhere.

"I told you earlier, what's the point? The city defense troops are all out, and Meng Yi personally leads the inspection. He will take anyone he sees and kill him if he resists. There is the sound of horse hooves rising and falling outside the city gate. If my prediction is correct, a hundred thousand troops have already arrived.

Siege the city and no one can escape alive."

Mrs. Liu screamed, her hands were weak and she collapsed.

Wei Zhang hugged Xijun. This was the closest contact between the two of them in three years.

Mrs. Liu shivered and murmured again.

"How dare he...how dare he...how dare he..."

"I can turn a blind eye to other things. Only rebellion, I would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. Who would have thought that he could really kill the prince. If the letters from the Wei family are not found, I guarantee

Your Liu family’s inheritance continues.”

Mrs. Liu's teeth chattered and chattered, and she forced herself to sit up from Wei Zhang's arms.

"If the Liu family's letters are not found, I guarantee that your Wei family's incense will never be extinguished."

Wei Zhang nodded.

"good."

Turn around decisively.

"I'm going."

It's time to make a promise and say goodbye, and it's time to go to court and die.

The old housekeeper drove the carriage and left the Wei Mansion.

In the carriage, Wei Zhang gently lifted the corner of the carriage curtain, and five city defense troops patrolled by with cold expressions.

The curtains were left open, and the carriage was silent all the way.

Every street is lined with city defense troops wearing armor and strong armor, with a team of fifty steps and a tenth of a hundred steps.

They wore non-reflective black armor and held bright spears in their hands.

Carriages drove out from various major mansions, marching under the eyes of the city defense army examining the prisoners. From time to time, screams could be heard throughout the quiet night.

After a moment of restlessness, it was a quieter night.

Apart from the rustling of the wheels on the gallop, there was only the clatter of the horses' hooves on the ground.

In front of Xianyang Palace, Zhang Han, the doctor, and Mengyi, the concubine, lined up on both sides of the city gate.

All officials entering the palace must get off the bus here, be searched by two people, and verify their identity before entering alone.

Some old people, who were too old to walk, were brought to the Xianyang Palace in carriages driven by palace charioteers.

The rest of the people, led by Lang Guan, walked to Xianyang Hall.

Wei Zhang followed Lang Guan and marched silently, not saying a word to his colleagues before and after him.

They were like ants, forming a line and forming a queue, marching towards Xianyang Palace.

Dark night shrouded.

The torches flickered.

Their movements were stiff, their heads lowered and silent, as if they could hear their own heartbeats in their ears.

boom!

Bang bang!

Bang bang bang!

Faster and faster! Louder and louder!

The walk from the palace gate to Xianyang Palace is very long, and it normally takes half an hour.

Wei Zhang felt that the road was too short and he walked too fast.

He stood in front of the Xianyang Palace, and the leading official crossed his arms to signal him to come in. He was still a little unable to react.

Is this here? How long has it been?

He followed everyone inside, feeling in a trance, like a walking corpse.

In the past, he would have made friends and teased him a long time ago, but today no one teased him.

Those who ridiculed him were like zombies.

Being embraced by people from behind and to the left and right as he walked into the Xianyang Palace, Wei Zhang was in a daze for a moment before he remembered that he should find his place and looked around.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Looking at it, I almost fainted.

He saw a person sitting on the high throne that should have been empty.

Wearing a black crown and a crown on his head, he was holding the armrest and leaning against the back of the chair.

The Second Emperor, who was always late for court meetings, came early this time.

The distance was too far, and the pearl and jade curtains hanging down from the Sky Crown were blocking the way. Wei Zhang couldn't see the second emperor's eyes, but he felt that the eyes between the curtains were cold and cold, and they were falling on him!

The reason why he didn't faint was because he saw that there was nothing on the table in front of the Second Emperor.

He shivered, he was so cold that the extra fine fur coat he wore when going out was of no use at all.

He quickly lowered his gaze and found a seat in the hall.

He wanted to run over, but he didn't dare.

No one ran away. When he ran, he was too conspicuous and attracted His Majesty's attention.

He tried his best to maintain a natural pace, observed his colleagues around him, learned from his colleagues' pace, and walked naturally at the pace of his colleagues. Little did he know that he was actually as stiff as a corpse.

But Wei Zhang didn't realize anything and didn't think there was anything wrong, because most people were like this.

Everyone thought His Majesty was watching them, and everyone wanted to run to their seats, sit down, and pretend to be dead.

No one dared to run, fearing that if no one else ran, one person would attract His Majesty's attention.

As a result, the Qin court, which gathered talents from all over the world, was filled with zombies.

Xianyang Palace is very hot.

The nine earth dragons buried under the Danqi are releasing heat.

The three-legged cauldron placed at the four corners of the hall is filled with burning briquettes.

The ministers had the experience of being left out to dry and freezing last time. Most of them wore thick warm clothes this time. Their backs and foreheads were sweating due to the heat, but few of them dared to move.

Lieutenant Lian Po took off his flaming fox fur and unbuttoned his underwear, revealing his two thick arms.

The approaching Prime Minister Zhou Qingchen on the left and Prime Minister Feng Quji on the right took an envious glance, but there was no movement.

Zhi Su Nei Shi Fu Zikang took off his clothes. Tingwei Zhang Tu wiped his sweat and did not dare to move.

Prime Minister Jiang Shang took off his clothes. Cai Ze, the censor doctor, grabbed his collar, let go, and closed his eyes to rest.

Most of the others have not moved since they sat down, as if they would die if they even tried to move.

The beads of sweat dripping from their foreheads and the sound of hitting the table will make their heartbeats speed up by half a beat.

The doctor ordered Zhang Han and Nei Shi Mengyi to enter the palace. They took off their armor at the entrance of the palace, put on their court clothes, and sat down at the banquet.

"Everyone is here, let's have a court meeting."

There was a sudden voice in Xianyang Palace, and most of the officials trembled.

Ying Chengyu, who was sitting in a high position, had a panoramic view of everything. He sat up straight and tapped his fingers on the table twice.

"Bring them all up."

The accompanying eunuch responded softly and went about his own business.

After a while, two tall eunuchs walked in carrying a pole.

Take out all the papers in the basket, sort them into categories and put them on the table in front of Ying Chenglong.

"Everyone raise their heads."

When the second emperor gave orders, all civil and military officials raised their heads.

When they saw the piece of paper, which was placed a foot high and almost blocked the figure of the second emperor, many people's pupils shrank suddenly.

The last trace of luck is gone.

Ying Chengyu picked up the stack of papers on the top, flipped through them, divided them into four parts and handed them to the eunuch beside him.

"Pass it on so that everyone can read it."

"only."

The paper was moved from the high platform to the foot of the court hall.

From the hands of the second emperor to the hands of the ministers.

Pass it around one after another. If you don't read it carefully, the eunuch waiting nearby will help you turn back the previous piece of paper and read it again.

Although there are four copies of the same one, it takes a long time for everyone to look at them in such detail.

When Wei Zhang got it in his hand, it was already a quarter of an hour later. Halfway through the pages, his hands began to tremble and he could no longer hold the paper.

Like many of his colleagues who read it before him, he needed the help of an eunuch to read it.

After everyone had looked at it, the four eunuchs returned it again.

Ying Chengyu took the paper.

"Have seen it all, Suning, Li Jun, Taizu... These thirteen people instigated the prince to rebel, collect grain at high prices to disrupt our Qin Dynasty, and wanted to provoke a civil uprising. The letters are here as physical evidence. On the way to the meeting, they and

The city defenders fought with weapons and wanted to break out of the city overnight. This is a witness. There are physical witnesses. What punishment should be given to the traitor who intends to rebel and usurp the throne?"

There was silence for a moment.

The ministers looked around, looking for the thirteen colleagues mentioned by the second emperor, but did not see any of them.

"Dangyi tribe!"

Prime Minister Zhou Qingchen stood up and raised his hands, his voice loud and clear.

Ying Chengyu nodded.

"Do you have any objections?"

No one spoke up. Conspiracy to rebel was to shake the emperor's rule and was an inexcusable crime.

Anyone who dares to speak out to persuade others will die, without exception.

"Since you have no objections, let's do it this way. Meng Yi, Zhang Tu, and you two will work together to handle it after the dynasty is over."

In one sentence, the Thirteenth Generation family was destroyed.

The emperor's beaded curtain jingled.

The hearts of the ministers pounded.

They watched the second emperor drop the letters written by thirteen people to the prince, and picked up a few more from the thick letters.

His face was pale and his breathing was short. He didn't know if it was the letter he had sent to Shangjun.

That thick thing was not a letter, but a reminder.

"Wei Zhang, your handwriting is pretty good."

Wei Zhang suffered a cardiac arrest, the world was spinning, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, his hair was dripping with water, and in front of him was a black bird with spread wings and neck.

He bit the tip of his tongue, and the severe pain woke up his dizzy brain.

"His Majesty."

His voice was hoarse, and he felt dizzy just now, as if he had aged ten years.

"I see that your eyes are blue, which is a sign that you haven't slept well. If I see that your eyes are dark, it means that a disaster is about to happen."

The ministers were silent, feeling sad and angry that they were all mice, being played by cats.

Wei Zhang smiled miserably, knowing that his death was imminent, he said the two words he wanted to say the most to the second emperor who was standing close at hand.

"Hunjun!"

Prime Minister Zuo jumped to his feet and cursed.

"Bold old thief! If you dare to insult His Majesty, you will be killed with a stick! You will be killed with a stick!"

The Prime Minister on the right trembled and scolded angrily.

"Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion! No king, no father! Rebel against Tiangang! You really are not a son of man! The punishment the left prime minister said is too light, you should be the leader!"

Ying Chengyu waved his hand, and the prime minister, who was spitting like an old man and a young man, shut up.

Weighing the thin letter paper in his hand, he lifted up the bead curtain with a curious look on his face.

"What have I done to deserve Duke Wei to call him a coward?"

The cold water soaked through his clothes. Wei Zhang, who shivered constantly when it was extremely hot, did not tremble at all when it was extremely cold.

He stood up proudly, straightened his chest, and remembered the pride of his ancestors at the last moment of his life.

Old Qin people, die standing!

"Hunjun! If you want to kill, just kill! No need to say more!"

Ying Chengqiao chuckled.

"That's not to say that I can bear the words of a cowardly king. Killing with a stick and decapitating an owl is too cruel. There is no need for such a heavy punishment for what Wei Gong committed."

Wei Zhang sneered.

"Hunjun, do you want to say that I will be killed by the stick? The owl capital is too advantageous to me, so I should be the one from the Yi tribe?! Come on!"

Ying Chengqiao frowned and took half a step back.

"Did Mr. Wei suffer from some kind of madness? You just wanted to die yourself, why did you want to take the three tribes to die with you? The Yi tribe was punished for treason, and you also rebelled? Are those thirteen people in the same party?

"

Wei Zhang's beard and hair were spread out.

"Isn't the object in your hand? Why are you so pretentious? You feel like vomiting! If you kill your brother and your nephew, the history books will record your bad deeds!"

Ying Cheng shook the letter, stuffed it into Wei Zhang's hand, turned around, and walked back to the throne.

"Wei Zhang, you have offended me several times. I consider that you are old and I will give you a lighter punishment. I will fine you 20,000 stone grain. Are you willing?"

Wei Zhang lowered his head, looked at the letter written in his own handwriting and sent to Shangjun to contact the prince for rebellion, and flipped through it.

Looking up blankly, at a loss.

PS:

Thank you to the leader of the Silver Forest who studied Mercenary World in elementary school for the reward! (Second day)


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