The Moon in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 655: Divine Punishment! (Please give me a monthly pass at the end of the month~)

Ying Zheng put down the green jade cup in his hand, and the bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it hit the bluestone bath rim. This sound, in addition to the sound of water, made Bo Shuang's hand tremble again.

Then the trembling little hand was caught in Ying Zheng's big hand.

Ju Rong was directly embraced in his arms, her rouge red lips hit his chest, and she almost screamed out, with panic and shyness still in her eyes.

Lotus flowers sway in the pond, and ripples begin to form in the hot spring water.

Her hair, covered with thin frost and snow, is like flowing springs, her delicate and crimson lips are slightly parted, and the gilded sparrow heads on all four sides of the hot spring pool are still spewing out gurgling warm currents, while the dragon lurking in the abyss is also stirring up waves.

Snow-white waves fluttered where the jade arms were intertwined, and the light gauze dress floated up and down in the water, refracted by the candlelight, casting a hazy halo, just like the Milky Way falling into the Yaochi Lake, like a dream.

At this time, Ji Qiong was lying alone on the bed in the bedroom, with gauze hanging down all around her, making her look hazy, like a layer of dreamy gauze.

Ji Qiong was only wearing a plain white lace gauze, with her delicate head supported by her jade arms, and her expression was calm.

His eyes were like the surface of a dead lake, without a single ripple.

She was tall to begin with, and the side-lying posture fully revealed her exquisite curves, which were looming, as if hidden and concealed, just like the undulating green mountains in ink painting.

Especially the slightly curled pair of long legs, the skin is as delicate as porcelain and as white as magnolia; the thighs are round, firm, full and plump; the calves are slender and delicate, and the lines are as smooth and natural as flowing clouds and water; the ankles are slender and exquisite, delicate and elegant.

There is also a pair of gold bracelets on her ankles, and each bracelet has two gold bells on it.

She knew that if she moved it slightly, the golden bell would shake and jingle, and Ying Zheng would definitely like it.

Ji Qiong knew that Ying Zheng asked her to prepare quickly, but it was definitely not possible. However, she still obediently prepared quickly, even though there was nothing worth preparing.

Ji Qiong listened quietly to the clear noise coming from the side room, as if she heard nothing.

He just stared blankly ahead, smiled slightly, and no one knew what he saw.

Time flies, and soon it was October of the fourteenth year of King Zheng of Qin.

It was a late night in early October and everything was quiet.

Ying Zheng suddenly woke up from his sleep, and his movement was so big that Tian Mi and Han Lei, who were sleeping nearby, were startled and opened their eyes instantly.

In a daze, the two looked at Ying Zheng with sleepy eyes, but the next moment, they were frightened by Ying Zheng's expression and woke up.

Ying Zheng's face was as cold as frost, his eyes were full of anger, and he looked coldly into the darkness.

The two men hurriedly got up from the bed, knelt on the bed, and asked with a trembling voice: "My king, what happened?"

Ying Zheng ignored him and shouted loudly, his voice like a bell, which was particularly loud and shocking in the silent night:

"Come here! Ring the bells and drums immediately to gather all officials! A grand court meeting!"

The two were frightened by this sudden order. Although they were full of doubts and didn't know what happened, they didn't dare to ask any more questions. They hurriedly propped up their tired bodies and hurriedly washed and bathed Ying Zheng, changed his clothes and went to court.

Sang Ruoyu was shocked by Ying Zheng's cold command. He immediately accepted the order and used his lightness skills to run like a ghost to the bell and drum tower at the main gate of Xianyang Palace to convey the order.

Twelve hours a day, the bell and drum tower was constantly crowded with people. I saw the chief steward running breathlessly. Before he even arrived, he was already shouting with a pale face: "The king has an order! A grand court meeting! Ring the bells and drums, gather all officials! At once!"

It was only three quarters past midnight, and it had been many years since the Qin Dynasty had convened an emergency grand court meeting.

Si Zhong was so frightened that he trembled and started ringing the bell immediately.

Under the desperate pounding of the bell maker, the ten-foot-high bronze bell rang twenty-four times in a row, with a half-quarter of an hour interval in between. This happened three times in succession. The dull bell sound echoed clearly in the night sky, waking up the entire Xianyang city.

The sound of the bell woke everyone up, and every official and noble who heard the bell was shocked.

All the civil and military officials in Xianyang City who were qualified to attend the court meeting immediately climbed out of their warm beds, hurriedly packed up and prepared as quickly as possible, and then rushed to the Xianyang Palace.

Officials who were not qualified to attend the court meeting also immediately reported to their posts, holding their breath, waiting for the big event that was sure to happen next.

At the sound of the bell, any official who was still alive would grit his teeth and crawl desperately to the Xianyang Palace or to his post, even if his legs were broken.

Naturally, all the concubines, maids and eunuchs in the palace were awakened.

Everyone was shocked, because the bells in the Bell and Drum Tower were not rung randomly.

Nine bangs represent a court meeting, eighteen bangs represent a normal large court meeting, thirty-six bangs represent a grand sacrificial ceremony, eighty-one bangs represent a royal celebration, and one hundred and eight bangs represent the funeral of a dragon or phoenix.

If there are 72 gunshots, it will be the highest level of martial law, and the city will be immediately closed off.

Unless there is a rebellion or the enemy attacks Xianyang, it is unlikely that there will be seventy-two gunshots.

The 24 shots were an emergency summons for a grand court meeting. Although not as scary as the 72 shots, an emergency court meeting was also a 100% sure that something very big was going to happen.

Queen Ying Xin was getting dressed with the help of her maid, and she quickly asked, "Where will the king rest today?"

"Your Majesty, it's in Jiameng Palace. Today, the seventh son of a farming family who has just entered the palace is sleeping with you." The personal maid beside her quickly replied.

Ying Xin had a dark premonition in her heart. She was most afraid of unexpected incidents. For her now, stability was the most important thing. Any unexpected incident, especially one that she didn't know about, could potentially become a disaster.

"Call the three people from Jiameng Palace here immediately!" She frowned and ordered solemnly, her thin lips tightly pursed as she looked out into the darkness. Her ominous premonition became even stronger.

The maid took the order and left in a hurry.

At the same time, Mi Yun also rushed to Ganquan Palace as soon as possible.

Mi Yun knew very well that only by going to Ganquan Palace now could he get first-hand information. Even if he could not get first-hand information, he would go to pay his respects to the Queen Mother and soothe her uneasy mood, which would also be a great achievement!
Normally, you can't find this opportunity even if you want to!
Although it was late at night, the entire Jianzhang Hall of Zhangtai Palace was now brightly lit, just like daytime.

One after another, senior officials walked hurriedly into the palace with nervous expressions, not daring to delay at all.

After arriving at the Jianzhang Hall, everyone bowed and took their seats. The entire hall then became silent. Even the rapid breathing was suppressed by everyone. Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for everyone to arrive.

And waiting for the last person to arrive to be unlucky.

Although the first one to arrive may not achieve anything, he will definitely leave a good impression in the king's mind.

Although he was not at fault in the end, his future career would certainly not be easy.

He is not in a hurry to be summoned urgently, so he deserves to be kicked out of the court.

Ying Zheng is sitting on the throne in his royal robes, tall and majestic. He is wearing a black top with smooth silk texture and twelve patterns of sunlight, moon and stars shining on it, as if he has the universe in his body.

The gold and silver threads are finely embroidered, and the red, purple, dark orange and glitter. The winding dragon is baring its fangs and claws, as if it can come into being at any time, and the Chinese insects are flapping their wings and ready to fly, which are lifelike and add a touch of agility to the clothes.

The matching vermilion lower skirt is like a burning flame. The Zong Yi is simple and solemn. The algae pattern is lively like flowing water, the fire pattern is jumping, the pink rice is full, the fu pattern is like an axe, showing decisiveness, and the fu pattern is staggered, symbolizing discernment. The plain belt is tightly tied around the waist, highlighting the upright posture.

He wore a wide crown, round in front and square in the back, black on top and red on the inside, as if carrying the heaven and earth. The twelve jade strings were like a jade curtain, but they were motionless. Under this curtain, no expression of Ying Zheng could be seen.

Finally, all the civil and military officials arrived.

Ying Zheng tapped the table with his fingers, and after a moment's silence, he slowly spoke: "Last night, I received a black bird carrying auspicious signs, which indicated the will of heaven. Since the Zhou Dynasty lost the deer, the will of heaven has been unstable, and the eight directions are in chaos. All living beings are living in misery, and the people are in danger."

"I have been blessed with the mandate of heaven, shouldering the heavy responsibility of the country, taking on the responsibility of stabilizing the world and comforting the people. I have successively united Han, pacified Zhao, and destroyed Yan, thus unifying the four countries and allowing the people to enjoy stability. This is the will of heaven."

"To unify China, to end war, to bring peace to the people, and to bring peace to the world, this is also what God wants!"

Zhong Cang suddenly stood up and bowed: "Your Majesty, your virtue is so great, and the appearance of the black bird is the will of heaven!"

Before he finished speaking, some of the court officials had already knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty is benevolent and virtuous. The people of Zhao (Han) (Yan) are willing to serve the country."

The other ministers also hurriedly shouted in unison: "The king is holy and virtuous! He has been chosen by heaven! Long live the king!"

Ying Zheng raised his hand and pressed it, and the tassel beads swayed gently, as if reflecting Ying Zheng's heart.

"However, the people of Zhao are unstable and have evil intentions, and they resist unification and peace."

"Qin and Zhao are from the same lineage, with the same surname and clan name, and they are originally from the same origin. Now they have different intentions, and the heavens are furious."

"Therefore, God will punish him."

When Ying Zheng said this, all the ministers were shocked, especially those from Zhao, who were all horrified.

Not to mention the punishment from heaven, just hearing these words coming out of Ying Zheng's mouth was a huge disaster!

Many people were already thinking unconsciously: Is the king planning to cleanse Zhao? He even mentioned the punishment from heaven, which was a big problem.

Moreover, the matter of divine punishment may not be false. I have served under the king for so many years, and the king is definitely not a person who speaks nonsense.

Although the king is young, he has always been calm and steady since he ascended the throne. It is impossible that he has gone to great lengths to urgently convene a grand court meeting today just to deceive his ministers.

Besides, everyone knows that the king is blessed by heaven, and it is not the first or second time that he has received dreams from heaven. It is not surprising that it happens again today.

After Ying Zheng finished speaking these words, all the ministers were skeptical, their minds were racing and their imaginations were running wild.

Without waiting for the ministers to speak, Ying Zheng continued, "The black bird has a prophecy that for nine consecutive years, the whole Zhao land will be in turmoil."

"Earthquakes, droughts, floods, hurricanes, cold waves, locust plagues, rodent infestations, pestilence, and sky fires, the disasters never cease!"

(End of this chapter)