Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1557 The fire is cooking the oil

Snapped!
  With the Huangji Tianxuan Sutra in hand, Ying Zheng quickly flipped through the records inside. The First Emperor, who had always been indifferent to joy and anger, had an ecstatic look on his handsome cheeks.

"Good, good, good!"

After saying three good words in a row, Ying Zhengfang raised his head again, his expression unable to conceal his joy.

"Father," Fusu asked in confusion, "Did the sixth brother give you some heavenly magic book?"

"You can also say that." Ying Zheng said excitedly, "With this thing in hand, I am confident that after a thousand years, I will be able to secure my position in the underworld and regain the prestige of the past."

In today's era, cultivation is the foundation of everything.

No one would doubt Ying Zheng's way of being a king and his ability to play with power. However, with the changes in the world, his own cultivation has become Ying Zheng's shortcomings.

Even if he really enters the underworld, without enough cultivation to suppress it, it will be a joke after all.

Now Ming Xiaoyang's Huangji Tianxuan Sutra has allowed Ying Zheng to see an opportunity to make up for his shortcomings, and he has a strong fighting spirit.

I thought that as long as there was enough time, the entire Three Realms would tremble in front of the name Ying Zheng.

Fusu said in surprise: "Sixth brother sent all these things to your father. It seems that his conscience has not been eaten up by dogs."

"That's natural." Ying Zheng said coldly, "Fusu, I'm telling you one thing. As a member of the royal family, there's nothing wrong with being ruthless, but you can't do things absolutely."

In the past, Ying Zheng killed the two evil sons of Lao Ai and Zhao Ji, forced his father Lu Buwei to death, and placed his mother Zhao Ji under house arrest.

It was true that he was cruel and vicious, but he didn't completely get things done.

"I will teach you, my son," Fusu said with his head.

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What happened in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum was like a dream. Except for the potentially immortal zombies and the resentful spirits in the Qin Emperor's Mausoleum, no one knew that the current Saint quietly entered the Emperor's Mausoleum once and left again.

The days that followed were uneventful.

The empire suppresses the world, and the name of the Emperor of Heaven is so powerful that even some unenlightened creatures can be frightened to death when they hear the name of the Emperor of Heaven.

Ming Xiaoyang returned to his hometown and continued his peaceful life, spending time with his concubines and handling government affairs.

From time to time, he would tease Lin Xue, Li Mochou, and Xiao Longnu, who had never been able to eat.

Otherwise, the avatar who is condensed with the power of faith will be left to handle government affairs in the Qin Palace, and the real avatar will take a certain girl to visit this great river and mountains together.

The Feitian Palace that Ming Xiaoyang brought back to the Qin Dynasty in the past years has become a magic weapon with infinite uses after so many years of sacrifice.

Every time, Ming Xiaoyang and the girls can travel to the Three Mountains in the morning and see the Five Mountains in the evening.

Deep in the East China Sea, the shark clan trades with the empire. Their tears turn into shark beads, and the tapestry weaved becomes even more valuable.

Within the Southern Wilderness, for more than a thousand years, some demon clans gathered together and became kings of the mountains, frequently fighting against Yu Ziqi and others.

In the far north of the empire, in an area that is frozen all year round, due to the continuous richness of the aura of heaven and earth, countless elves formed from the condensed ice and snow were born.

The westernmost part of the empire is boundless and hot. A vast desert is like a living thing, constantly devouring habitable land. The empire's 400,000 troops guard it all year round, planting trees and preventing the expansion of the desert.

Even under the noon sun, there will be shadows; not to mention, it is only a prosperous age created by humans.

In addition to the changes in the southeast, northwest, and northwest, the crisis within the empire was the most deadly.

The Great Qin Empire, after nearly two thousand years of development, has reached its peak of national power. Like oil cooking in a raging fire, great chaos may break out at any time.

Almost all the empire's top officials saw this.

I wonder if the Ninth Five Supreme Being sitting on the throne, His Majesty, known as the Emperor of Heaven, has noticed it.

………………    This day, the Qin Palace.

Swish!
  It has been three years since Ming Xiaoyang returned to this world. After having a good time, Ming Xiaoyang settled down and dealt with the accumulated government affairs of such a huge empire.

Before you know it, it's midsummer.

The scorching sunlight shining down should make people sweat profusely, but it couldn't bring any warmth to the people in the Qin Palace.

Once the cultivation level reaches the stage of metamorphosis, warmth in winter and coolness in summer are the most basic.

Those who can stay in the Qin Palace are all people with advanced cultivation, how can they care about this temperature.

In the spacious and deep hall, Ming Xiaoyang sat on the throne, holding a gold writing brush in his hand, correcting the memorial in front of him.

On the other side of the table, a large number of memorials were accumulated together, like a hill.

"Your Majesty, Lord Gongshu would like to see you."

The entire hall was silent, except for the sound of the brush in Ming Xiaoyang's hand scratching the paper. The servants guarding the hall did not even dare to take a breath.

I don't know how much time had passed before a clever little eunuch rushed into the palace and reported in a low voice.

"Are you here?" Ming Xiaoyang put down the brush in his hand and stretched, "Then let him come in."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty has an edict, and the Duke is here to see you."

have to! have to! have to!
  Not long after, there was a crisp sound of footsteps, and hands grew again. The strongest descendant in the history of the Gongshu family, who combined the Gongshu family's overbearing machine skills and the Mohist non-attack machine skills, Gongshu Yi, who served as the Minister of the Ministry of Industry of the Empire, walked on foot. Come in.

"Wei Chen Gong Shu Yi pays homage to Your Majesty."

Halfway through the words, Gong Shuyi originally wanted to add Long Live Mountain Call, but after thinking about it he felt it was not appropriate and could only shut up.

"Xiaoyi, you're here." Ming Xiaoyang stood up from the throne, waved his hand and said, "Get up, it's just you and me, so we don't need so many gifts."

"And all of you, please come down here."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Upon hearing this, more than a dozen eunuchs and maids in the palace all withdrew from the palace.

In the spacious hall, only Ming Xiaoyang and Gong Shuyi were left.

"Xiao Yi, I'm looking for you because there is something I need you to do." Ming Xiaoyang's figure flashed and came to Gong Shu Yi's side, speaking righteously.

"Please give me your Majesty's orders." Gong Shuyi said neither humble nor overbearing.

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang became a little angry, tapped Gong Shuyi's forehead with two fingers, and said angrily: "I told you, don't be so rigid in front of me."

The two of them have been together since they were teenagers. Compared to the likes of North Korea, China, Han Xin, Meng Tian, ​​and Li Xin, Gong Shuyi only likes the art of mechanism, and he can be said to be the most trusted person in Ming Xiaoyang.

Therefore, there were only two of them, and Ming Xiaoyang didn't like Gong Shuyi being too rigid.

"I understand, Your Majesty." Gong Shuyi received a sharp blow, covered his forehead and took a few steps back, as he promised.

"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do? I can only create mechanisms. I can't do anything too difficult!"

"Of course I know that you can only create mechanisms, so I am looking for you this time to let you use your skills."

Having said this, Ming Xiaoyang looked at Gong Shuyi and said with interest, "After more than a thousand years, you have improved the Demon God of War to the extreme, right?"

"Exactly." Gong Shuyi immediately became interested when talking about what he was proud of.

(End of this chapter)