I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 232 Two Bodies Merged Into One

At the last moment before his death, Ying Chu used all his strength to take out the envelope containing the secret of the underground palace of the Qin King's Mausoleum from his arms.

"Ying Chu, Ying Chu, you have ruined my entire family, my entire family!"

At this time, Old Lord Shang sat down on the ground, stretched out his legs, pounded the ground with his fists, and cried bitterly.

This look is just like a five or six-year-old child throwing a tantrum.

After witnessing that Ying Lou's future was blessed by the national destiny of successive Qin kings, the last hope of old Lord Shang turned into a bubble.

Picking up Ying Chu's body, Ying Lou walked out of the hall without even looking at it, and walked down the jade steps step by step.

"Isn't this the late King Yingchu?"

After seeing clearly the person in Ying Lou's arms, Yang Ruihe shouted in surprise.

"General Yang, I order you to secretly bring the late king's body back to Xianyang and rebury it in the late king's mausoleum."

Ying Lou did not intend to make the matter of Ying Chu faking his death public. Although it was not a big deal, it was still better if fewer people knew about it, the better.

"I obey my orders!"

After Yang Ruihe took over Ying Chu, he ordered his men to wrap his body with ice cubes stored in the winter and send it back to the tomb of King Zhuang to the west of Xianyang City overnight.

"Ying Lou, where is my father?"

As the eldest son of Lord Shang, Ying Pulon naturally knew that his father and Ying Sanqi had just brought Ying Lou to the main hall in order to bury him in the black coffin and bless the future national fortune of their family.

But Ying Pulon didn't expect that the person coming out of the main hall would be Ying Lou.

"How can you call the king by his name?"

Yang Ruihe had lived for almost sixty years and it was not in vain. Just based on Ying Pulon's reaction just now, he had roughly guessed some of the tricks.

Although it is not very detailed, I understand that the lineage of Lord Shang probably had no good intentions from the beginning to the end.

As to whether it was a rebellion, Yang Ruihe didn't dare to guess, nor was he too lazy to guess.

After all, knowing too much will not end well.

"Humph, although I don't know what happened to you and father in the palace, but today in this underground palace, none of you will get out alive."

Ying Pulon was very anxious!

According to the original plan, after tonight, he would only need to be the crown prince for a few years, and then he would become the new king of Qin when Duke Shang passed away.

But now it seems that the only way out is to kill the king and usurp the throne.

As Ying Pulong pointed his sword at Ying Lou, all the descendants of Old Shang Gong drew their weapons and roared with great momentum.

But after just a few seconds, their faces turned pale and their facial expressions revealed fear.

"National destiny, why can't I mobilize national destiny?"

Ying Pulong looked around at a loss, cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Over the past decade, he had already relied on the blessing of the country's destiny. He could have gathered the morale of 400,000 soldiers, but due to his slackness, he was unable to gather even a trace of it at this moment.

It wasn't just Ying Pulong, no one in the entire Shang Gong lineage was able to mobilize the country's destiny, which also resulted in these hundreds of people losing their last trump card.

A few hundred people faced Heibingtai, Yang Ruihe and his more than 2,000 elite men.

At this time, the descendants of Duke Shang were all in a panic.

"Kill them all!"

After leaving these last words, Ying Lou walked alone along the white jade road towards the outside of the underground palace.

And from beginning to end, he didn't even look back at the tragedy behind him.

This is the end.

There are 479 people in Lord Shang's lineage, and after tonight no one will survive.

Walk out of Mount Li.

The blind craftsmen around were still hammering with their hammers, and they were still busy even though it was already the hour of Yin.

Some people even accidentally fell to the ground because their legs became weak, and hit their heads and bled profusely.

But just this moment of delay, the supervisor's long red whip mercilessly whipped his back.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ying Lou frowned and his expression gradually became gloomy.

Unify the Central Plains and bring eternal peace.

Thinking of what the Qin kings of all generations had just said, Ying Lou just felt it was a little ridiculous.

If the Qin Empire is in such a state, how can we bring peace and prosperity to the world?

"Yang Ruihe, follow me back to the camp. I have a summons from the king that you need to take back to Xianyang!"

Ying Lou knew that if he wanted to change the system that had been passed down in the Qin State for a thousand years, it was not something he could do with just a few words now. It required detailed planning by the three dukes and nine ministers.

"promise!"

Yang Ruihe walked out of the underground palace and looked at Ying Lou's gloomy face. He instantly forgot the order that the guards were not allowed to leave the royal tomb.

that's it.

Ying Lou, the ten guards of Heibingtai, Yang Ruihe, and twelve other people rode at full speed all night long.

It was not until the end of the day when a glimmer of light appeared that the few of them returned to the camp.

"Zhao Gao, draft an edict!"

Zhao Gao, who had not slept all night, hurriedly spread the silk cloth specially used for the royal decree on the table after hearing Ying Lou's order.

"From today on."

Ying Lou spoke, while Zhao Gao took notes.

from today.

In the territory of the Qin Dynasty, the cruel old custom of burying people alive with their dead was abolished overnight and never practiced again.

Craftsmen who built the royal tombs.

No need to gouge out eyes or cut off tongue to save its body.

They should all be treated well by the Great Qin, and given five cents a day to support their families so that they have no worries.

Start working at the beginning of Chen and rest at the end of Shen.

Every June, special leave is granted to return home.

A total of twenty days, to comfort the family and relieve the pain of long separation.

again.

The number of guards at the royal mausoleum was reduced by 50%.

The young and strong ones will be incorporated into the ranks of the Jin family army, and use their bravery to protect the territory of our Great Qin!
As for the elderly and frail men, they will be given generous rewards according to the laws of the Great Qin and allowed to retire and return to their hometowns to enjoy their old age in peace!
Listening to the words coming out of Ying Lou's mouth, Zhao Gao's hands were shaking as he wrote.

Yang Ruihe, who was standing by, rubbed his ears repeatedly, unable to believe what he heard.

"General Yang, when you return to Xianyang, you will summon this king and hand him over to the Imperial Censor, and have him announce it to all the officials and execute it immediately."

The conversation just now lasted for a full quarter of an hour.

Ying Lou, who was already thirsty, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

"Anyone who dares to question this is disobeying the king's order and must be killed!"

Ying Lou knew clearly that abolishing the system of burying people alive with the dead would surely make all officials unhappy.

Their reason was simply that the Qin Dynasty could not disrespect the will of heaven, could not be ignorant of etiquette, and could not abolish the ancestral teachings.

However, behind this high-sounding reason was the fear that the six countries would use this as an excuse to attack Qin, and the students from all schools of thought left Xianyang in dissatisfaction.

"promise!"

Yang Ruihe knelt on one knee and took the royal decree from Zhao Gao with both hands.

"Your Majesty, I have a favor to ask of you!"

Yang Ruihe did not stand up after receiving the royal edict.

"Say!"

"Your Majesty, as you just said, the old and frail guards of the royal mausoleum will be given a generous reward so that they can retire and return home to enjoy their old age!"

"General Yang is now nearly sixty years old. If you plan to retire from the army, I will reward you handsomely and grant you a house in Xianyang."

Ying Lou thought Yang Ruihe wanted to retire, so he agreed.

"Your Majesty, that is not my intention. Now I have heard that the Three Kingdoms are attacking Qin and have reached Hangu Pass. I want to ask Your Majesty to merge me into the Bai Family Army and serve under General Bai Qi!"

Yang Ruihe's words were far beyond Ying Lou's expectations.

Call ~
"General Yang, General Bai died in battle a few days ago!"

"What? This is impossible. General Bai is invincible. Who in this world can kill him?"

Yang Ruihe was shocked.

For a moment, he even forgot the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects.

Yang Ruihe, who has followed in Bai Qi's footsteps all his life, dreams of fighting side by side with the Qin military god, or even competing with him.

But who knows.
"General Yang, it is a fact that General Bai died in battle. If you want to enjoy your old age, I will agree and ensure that you have no worries in your later years."

Ying Lou no longer wanted to see these Qin veterans die on the battlefield.

"No, I have been a soldier all my life, how can I take off this Qin armor? Regardless of whether I can follow General Bai Qi or not, I will go to this battlefield, even if I die in battle!"

Seeing that Yang Ruihe was so determined, Ying Lou didn't plan to say anything else.

He was just asked to finish his business in Xianyang, and if his mind remained unchanged, he would go to Hangu and join Jin Chan's Jin family army.

At the beginning, Yang Ruihe was very disdainful of Jin Chan, an unknown young general, and even knelt down to ask Ying Lou to incorporate him under Bai Macuo's command.

But when Yang Ruihe learned that Jin Chan had fought Lian Po alone and snatched Bai Qi's body back from him.

His attitude changed drastically, and he couldn't wait to see the golden cicada right now and see what it looked like with his own eyes.

After everything was settled, Ying Lou asked Zhao Gao to leave and stayed alone in the tent, preparing to open the letter left by the previous king concerning the secret of the underground palace of the Qin King's Mausoleum.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting brighter.

Although eating the cicada meat made his body no longer as weak as before, after a night, Ying Lou still felt a little dizzy and drowsiness swept over his body. Even his eyelids began to droop and he was coughing.

After taking a few long, deep breaths and slapping his cheeks a few times, Ying Louyou unfolded the letter again and began to read.

[The royal mausoleum's underground palace separates heaven and earth. ]

[Even if it is the Jiufang Heavenly Palace, you cannot enter. ]

These are the first two sentences that catch my eye as I open the letter.

Read on.

[Inside the underground palace, nothing falls down, but can be controlled by national destiny, floating as desired.

After the stone separating the worlds is put down, the underground palace will be independent from the heaven and earth. No one can enter or leave, and only the destiny of the country can travel through it.

As for the black coffin in the underground palace, although its full function is unknown, it may be able to merge your two bodies into one.

But unless you are in a life-or-death situation, you should never try it. 】

Although the content of the letter was very short, Ying Lou felt uneasy for a long time after reading it.

Sudden.

Ying Lou recalled that the previous king dug up the tombs of kings of all dynasties and placed their bones and rotten flesh together with his own body in a black coffin.

Perhaps this is the key to being able to merge your two bodies into one.

Walking to the candlestick, Ying Lou gently placed the envelope in his hand onto the flame.

After more than half of it was burned and black ashes floated in the air, the other half was thrown to the ground.

　Today it is still 6,000, can you guys give me some support?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)