Chapter 12 Better to Die Standing Than Live on Kneeling
('"Kill." Seeing that the situation seemed a little bad, Zhao Gao calmed down and shouted to the two rows of soldiers.
Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao indifferently, his expression flat.
After Xiaodouzi heard Zhao Gao say the word "kill", his body could not help but tremble.
The two rows of mighty soldiers suddenly moved when they heard Zhao Gao's words. However, they did not rush towards Ying Zheng as they expected, but pointed their Changge towards Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, feeling like he had fallen from heaven to hell.
Ying Zheng looked coldly at Zhao Gao, who looked ashen and said, "What else do you have to say?" He walked down from the couch in the lobby, came to Zhao Gao, and looked at Zhao Gao with pity.
"The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Zhao Gao is convinced that he is the loser. But before he dies, would you like to ask your Majesty to clarify his doubts?" Zhao Gao took a deep breath and said in frustration.
"I know you have questions, but why should I tell you? You are a traitor and traitor, do I need to tell you?" Ying Zheng's tone was as sharp as a sharp knife, and he looked at Zhao Gao with great disdain.
"Haha." Zhao Gao laughed twice, but his face was uglier than that of his dead father, and he said to Ying Zheng, "I beg your majesty, for the sake of the slave's many years of service, grant me death!" His heart was already dead!
, without the slightest thought of survival, many years of planning have finally come to nothing, and rebellion is a major crime that will destroy the nine clans. He has no chance at all, and can only hope not to be tortured and die happily.
Ying Zheng sighed. He wanted to kill Zhao Gao, but the memory of his emotions made him feel heartbroken as soon as he had this idea. He looked at Zhao Gao helplessly, "Do you regret it?"
"No regrets." Zhao Gao figured out that it was death anyway, and he relaxed in his heart. He took it lightly and said very forcefully.
"Why?" Ying Zheng gave him a thoughtful look and frowned slightly.
"Your Majesty is of noble birth, so naturally he cannot understand the humble and reckless mentality of us." Zhao Gao said with unspeakable envy and jealousy, saying what he had not dared to say for decades.
"I don't see that you have great ambitions, and you are quite good at justifying yourself." Ying Zheng shook his head. Zhao Gao had lost his mind due to desire and was hopeless.
"Climb to the top of the sky, stand on the top of the clouds, guide the country, and command the world. No one in the world wants to do it." Zhao Gao looked yearning, obviously intoxicated with himself.
"Do you have that ability? Not everyone can be the king of a country and patrol the sky." Ying Zheng asked directly, pointing to the point.
"Really?" Zhao Gao was just confused for a while. Obviously he couldn't give a definite answer and fell into silence.
Ying Zheng waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat, and then said to Xiaodouzi and the two Nightmare Army soldiers, "You all retreat."
"Little slave, please excuse me." Xiaodouzi bowed respectfully and then excused himself.
The two Nightmare soldiers in black robes just bowed their heads, then walked towards the side door and disappeared.
At this time, only Zhao Gao and Ying Zheng were left in the lobby, and they remained silent.
"Zhao Gao." Ying Zheng took the lead to break the silence and looked at Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao looked at Ying Zheng in confusion, with a puzzled look on his face and remained silent. He no longer knew what to say.
"I want to kill you because of the friendship between master and servant for many years. I will spare your life, but I will imprison you for life and take care of yourself!" Ying Zheng said with a gloomy face.
"Oh, if you don't kill me, how can your majesty serve the world? I have no desire to survive anymore, so why do you still waste your efforts?" Zhao Gao was a little surprised, but there was no surprise, he was just confused and said cautiously.
"I will declare to the world that Zhao Gao has been killed. You don't have to worry about it. I have no conspiracy." Ying Zheng felt a little headache. The First Emperor had never killed the ministers who followed him in his life. He didn't want to destroy the First Emperor's wisdom and the memory in his mind.
The emotion made his heart hurt.
"Haha." Zhao Gao laughed bitterly again, and then looked ungrateful; "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about Zhao Gao, it's not worth it!"
"Zhao Gao was born in a lowly position and was a slave all his life. He served His Majesty with trepidation for more than 20 years. He was afraid that he would be angered by His Majesty if he did the smallest thing. More than twenty years! How many more than twenty years are there in life? Zhao Gao was twenty years old
I feel really tired after living in the shadow of His Majesty for many years." Zhao Gao looked very sad, with tears falling down his vicissitudes of face.
Ying Zheng's heart seemed to have been cut by a knife, and the pain was unspeakable. However, as the king of a country, he had to suppress his emotions. His joy and anger were not visible, and he just looked at Zhao Gao quietly and sighed.
"I was tortured in the palace in the Zhao Kingdom. Even though I was full of talent, I could never achieve my ambitions. I could only become a slave. Zhao Gao is unwilling to accept it. I am unwilling to accept it!" Zhao Gao roared with grief and anger, his face completely distorted.
"A tall and dignified man, but he can't hold his head up in front of any man. It's sad, pitiful and hateful! Zhao Gao has been groveling all his life. He has never been a real man. This time, he will be a real upright and passionate man. He would rather stand and give birth."
But he will not die on his knees." Zhao Gao raised his head and smiled, with a sad look on his face.
"I don't want to live. I just hope that your majesty will cherish the friendship of master and servant for many years. After Zhao Gao's death, let my relatives go and work as cows and horses in the next life to repay your majesty." After Zhao Gao finished speaking, he looked at the beams next to the lobby.
He rushed over and hit him head on.
There was a sound of "boom", blood splashed everywhere, and blood flowed down from Zhao Gao's face. He glanced at Ying Zheng, with a relieved smile on his face, and slowly fell down, and the blood quickly stained his face red.
The black robe was flowing on the stone slabs on the ground.
Ying Zheng shook his head, feeling indescribable in his heart, and shouted loudly, "Here comes someone."
At this time, Xiaodouzi ran in from outside the door and said to Ying Zheng, "Your Majesty."
"Send people to carry Zhao Gao's body to order the rebellious army and give up the resistance. I will let the past go. Those who stubbornly resist will kill the nine tribes and purify the world." Ying Zheng regained his inner turmoil and said with an indifferent expression.
"My slave obeys the order." He hurriedly ran out, brought four soldiers in, carried Zhao Gao's body, and disappeared into the darkness outside.
Ying Zheng looked at the empty house and the closed door, feeling lonely in his heart. He sat quietly on the couch. The black dress seemed to completely blend him into the darkness. The jade beads hanging from the crown on his head were blocked.
His face faded, and endless loneliness swept over his heart.
He just sat on the couch, lost in thought. The sky gradually became hazy, and the weak light rose from the east, slowly driving away the darkness.
"Dong dong dong." At this time, there was a knock on the door, which brought Ying Zheng back to reality from his meditation. His voice was very cold and said: "Come in!"
"Creak!" The huge wooden door was opened, and Xiaodouzi walked in with a respectful look. He knelt down under the lobby and said, "Reporting to Your Majesty, all the rebels have surrendered. Please make your decision."
"Huh? Where is Zhao Gao's body?" Ying Zheng didn't answer him, he just said "huh" softly and asked.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, Mr. Zhao..." Xiaodouzi suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and hurriedly corrected himself; "Zhao Gao's body is now hanging on the city gate to show the public as a warning."
"Who did this?" Ying Zheng frowned and said murderously.
"Replying to Your Majesty, this slave deserves to die. It was a slave who didn't dare to disturb Your Majesty when it was late at night. He tried to guess the Holy Will. Please be punished by Your Majesty." When Xiaodouzi saw Ying Zheng's eyes as if he wanted to kill someone, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.
Yes, he kowtowed and confessed.
"Well, you did the right thing, get up!" Ying Zheng thought for a while, sighed in his heart, and then said.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Although it was dawn and the weather was cold, Xiaodouzi was also frightened into a cold sweat. Only then did he finally understand the principle of accompanying a king like a tiger, and stood up anxiously.
"Don't make any arbitrary decisions in the future, or I will cut you into pieces." Ying Zheng warned with a cold tone.
"I obey the order and don't dare to make mistakes." Xiaodouzi hurriedly thanked him and said to himself, after this time, how can I dare to do it again! Even if you lend me eight courages, I won't dare to do it again.
"I think you are very smart. From now on, you will replace Zhao Gao and serve me." Ying Zheng nodded and said with a somewhat improved tone.
"Thank you for your kindness, your majesty. I will definitely serve your majesty with all my heart." Xiaodou was overjoyed and felt that the future was bright.
"Back off! Sheriff Xuanli will come to see me at noon." Ying Zheng said calmly.
"Slave, please retire, your Majesty." Xiaodouzi bowed, walked out cautiously, and closed the door.
When Ying Zheng saw that the door was closed, a look of tiredness appeared on his face, and he leaned on the couch. There was no trace of the majesty of the emperor.