Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 107 Qin Sang
"Tread, step, step."

Groups of black-armored soldiers patrolled the streets of Xianyang. Although the sky had already brightened, the bustling city of Xianyang seemed to be still asleep.Apart from the sound of neat steps, there was no sound at all.

More than a hundred ministers who had been waiting outside King Qin's bedroom all night did not show any signs of fatigue at this moment.More than a hundred ministers, most of them have passed the age of knowing the destiny.However, King Qin passed away. This is the most critical time for the transfer of power, and no one dares to relax.The so-called three fires when a new official takes office, the same is true for the new monarch.

An Guojun Yingzhu has been the prince for 50 years, but his authority in Qin is not deep.In the first half of his life, there was the Empress Dowager Xuan who controlled the government, and in the second half of his life there was King Qin Zhao. His prince can be said to be dispensable.

Therefore, everyone knows that if the new king wants to deepen his authority, he will definitely demote a group of people and promote a group of people.If you slack off at this time and offend the new king, isn't that asking for trouble?

"Master Xiangguo..." Fan Ju was wearing mourning clothes when a low voice suddenly came from behind him.

Fan Ju squinted his eyes and turned his head. It was Xiong Quan in Chu suit.

"Young Master Quan..." Fan Ju bowed slightly and saluted Xiong Quan.

"Wen Tao Wu Lue, the great king, unexpectedly died. Hey, the world is really unpredictable..." Xiong Quan looked at the closed door of the bedroom, and sighed with regret.

Fan Ju closed his eyes and nodded slightly, as if he was recalling the past when he discussed political affairs with the King of Qin.

Seeing that Fan Ju still looked like a loyal minister and martyr, Xiong Quan grinned slightly and said, "Lord Xiangguo, the former king is dead now. Old officials like you and I may have to go down and serve the former king in a short time."

Fan Ju opened his eyes, he didn't hear the sarcasm in Xiong Quan's words.But Fan Ju said with a chuckle: "It is my honor to serve the late king. This court, hehe, should be handed over to those young people..."

"Oh? Really?" Xiong Quan narrowed his eyes slightly, this Fan Ju was mocking them that the Chu family had no successors.

However, this is true.Since the death of the Empress Dowager Xuan and Wei Ran in the Chu family, Xiong Quan has always been the leader.Xiong An, who is the only one qualified to inherit Xiong Quan's status and power, also fled back to China.This, of course, can't be hidden from those who care.

"Squeak!" Just when Xiong Quan was about to refute, the door of King Qin's bedroom, which had been closed for the whole night, was opened.

The ministers who were a little noisy suddenly fell silent, and all stood up one by one according to the queue in the court hall.

"Cough cough!"

Wearing mourning clothes, Ying Zhu walked out of the palace gate slowly with the support of Mrs. Huayang.

"when!"

A loud bell rang, and a pitch-black coffin, carried by sixteen warriors in tight black armor, slowly walked out of the bedroom.

"Dang!" Hong Zhong rang again.

"Your Majesty!" Fan Ju, who stood at the front, let out a mournful cry, and then knelt down with a plop.

"Your Majesty!" Immediately afterwards, all the remaining ministers knelt down, and many of them even cried.

Ying Zhu was expressionless, he had been gently supporting the coffin with his old hands, and walked slowly towards the gate of the palace.

Today, although the sun is shining brightly, it is already deep winter and the weather is still extremely cold. ,

"Cough! Cough!"

A biting cold wind blew, and Yingzhu coughed violently again.Mrs. Huayang quickly took out a handkerchief and gently placed it near Yingzhu's mouth.

Ying Zhu glanced at Mrs. Huayang tenderly, and nodded slightly.Just as Mrs. Huayang was about to put away her veil, a bright red stung her eyes.The bright yellow veil was actually stained with blood.

"Husband!" Mrs. Huayang's eyes widened, and her eyes were full of fear and worry.

Ying Zheng glanced at her indifferently, then continued to walk forward slowly.

"when!"

The coffin passed through the line of officials, and the bell rang for the third time.The officials who were kneeling on the ground also stood up, followed behind the coffin, and walked slowly towards the outside of the palace.

"when!"

The fourth sound sounded, and the gates of King Qin's Palace, which had been closed for the whole night, opened one after another.

"when!"

Fifth tone...

Nine Rings of the Son of Heaven, even though the Eastern Zhou Kingdom still existed, it was no longer comparable to ordinary aristocratic families.As the most powerful Qin monarch among the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, Yingji enjoyed the treatment of the emperor.

"when!"

After the ninth sound, tens of thousands of black-armored fighters all over the street knelt down in unison, and the bell echoed over the entire Xianyang for a long time, and the chilling spirit gathered and never dissipated.

"Thanks for your hard work, general..." Ying Zhu walked slowly in front of a veteran and said in a hoarse voice.

"Here!" The veteran's beard was gray, and although his eyes were cloudy, they were still piercing.This person is Sima Jun, the younger brother of Sima Cuo, the famous general of Qin State in the past, and he is also the head of the old Qin faction of Qin State today.

Sima Jun took the talisman from Yingzhu's hand, stood up on his horse, and roared: "Go back to your soul!"

"Wow!" Thousands of black-armored warriors followed Sima Jun's order and turned to the direction of the city gate.Then the sword was unsheathed, the bow was stringed, and he assumed a combat posture, and slowly drove towards the outside of the city.

Yingji's mausoleum is arranged in the west of Yongcheng, the former capital of Qin State. It is the burial place of the emperors of Qin State and the ancestral hall of Qin State.

"Your Highness..." Long after the guarding team had left Xianyang City, Yingzhu still stood there.Fan Ju, who was standing behind Yingzhu, couldn't help reminding him softly.

According to the practice of the Qin State, when the old emperor dies, the new emperor will ascend the throne three days later.But now, as the crown prince's Yingzhu, he can completely enter the Qin Palace and act as the king of Qin's power.

"Go back to the palace!" Ying Zhu flicked his sleeves, and a sonorous voice came out of his throat.

"Here..." All the ministers bowed and bowed in salute, and they all responded in unison.

……

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

On the official road of Qin State, a carriage was galloping under the guard of dozens of men in black robes.

"My lord, it will take another hour or two to arrive at Hangu Pass." Bai Qi said out of the car window while riding a horse.

Yingzheng closed a roll of bamboo slips, which was the Qin country file compiled by Heibingtai for him.All kinds of ciphertexts and the secret affairs of the major families are displayed on it one by one.Many secrets, even Ying Zheng in his previous life didn't know.

"Uncle, you said that you left behind at Hangu Pass?" Ying Zheng asked softly.

"Yes, my lord. However, now that the new king is mourning, according to the usual practice, Hangu Pass will be locked tightly to prevent the six kingdoms in the east." Bai Qi nodded at first, but then expressed his worries.

"Then master uncle, who is it that the late king sent to guard Hangu Pass?" Ying Zheng continued to ask.

Bai Qi frowned lightly, thought for a moment, and said: "Nowadays, in terms of the influence of the Qin Dynasty, the boy from the Sima family is undoubtedly the most influential. Next, it should be Wang Jian and Meng Ao."

"The Sima family is the head of the old Qin family. With the wisdom of the former kings, I am afraid that they will not hand over such an important place as Hangu Pass to the old general Sima Jun. Otherwise, the power between the old Qin family and the Chu family will be out of balance again, and Anguo Your position is in danger." Ying Zheng said looking at the ever-changing scenery outside the window.

"My son is right, and the old minister also thinks that Meng Ao, or one of Wang Jianzhong, should guard Hangu." Bai Qiqi nodded and analyzed: "However, the Wang family is also one of the old Qin clan, I am afraid that the former king may not send someone Wang Jian is coming. Moreover, even if Wang Jian is guarding the pass, as a member of the old Qin family, I am afraid he will not let it go easily."

Ying Zheng was silent at first, and then said after a while: "Uncle Master's words are wrong. In my opinion, the person guarding the pass is Wang Jian."

"Why do you think so, sir?"

"Although Wang Jian is a member of the old Qin faction, he seldom really gets together with the old Qin faction. Otherwise, with his ability and military exploits, he would have been praised by the old Qin faction long ago. Why now, Is it just the same as Meng Ao?"

"Wang Jian, who broke away from Xianyang and lost the control of the old Qin clan, is no different from the Wang party, that is, the Yaodong clan. Moreover, although Hangu is important, Xianyang should be more important."

Bai Qi nodded as he listened, and when Ying Zheng finished speaking, Bai Qi smiled and said: "Yes, Meng Ao is a well-known loyal minister. He should indeed be left in Xianyang. You really have a good opinion. However, you have confidence Convince Wang Jian?"

"Hehe." Inside the car, Ying Zheng smiled lightly and said, "Uncle Master is testing me again?"

"Hahaha!" After listening to Ying Zheng's words, Bai Qi's recent melancholy mood was swept away, and he laughed loudly: "Young master will not disappoint the old minister!"

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