Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 117 Qin Prince Chu
"Boom!" Hangu Pass, which had been opened for less than three months, was closed again.This news made Zhao Wang, who was still a little nervous, heaved a sigh of relief, and what followed was a more intense attack on Wei.

In the Palace of King Qin, Ying Zhu was lying on the bed, and Mrs. Hua Yang was kneeling beside the bed, ready to serve her husband at any time.And standing outside the bedroom are ministers of civil and military affairs who are almost full of court.

In less than a year, Qin has already lost two monarchs.The court situation that has just been stabilized by Ying Zhu will undoubtedly fall into chaos again.

Unlike the former king, Qin Zhaowang Yingji, Yingzhu had not yet established a crown prince at this time, which undoubtedly intensified the disputes within the court.

Although the most famous son at this time is Zi Chu, the rest of the sons are not willing to be lonely.A few months ago, Yingzheng, Yingzichu's son, offended Yingzichu's biggest backer, that is, a member of the Chu family. It is not known who will get it.

"squeak!"

The door of the bedroom was opened, and Ying Zichu, dressed in court clothes and with a sad face, walked in slowly.

"Zi Chu, why did you come now? My father was still thinking about you before!" A man in his 40s asked worriedly.

This person's eyes were red with thick dark circles, and his anxious expression was written all over his face.That's right, this man is Ying Zichu's elder brother, Ying Zhu's eldest son, Young Master Cheng.

Ying Zichu shed a few tears sadly, but sneered in his heart, Ying Cheng's touching words seemed to be really looking forward to him.But in the conversation, they always blamed Ying Zichu for being late and unfilial, hoping to hurt Ying Zichu's position in Mrs. Huayang's heart.

However, Mrs. Huayang, who was sitting quietly by the bed, didn't seem to hear, and didn't even glance at Ying Zichu and Ying Cheng.

"Brother, I'm worried. When I see my father this time, in the future..." Ying Zichu's voice trembled as he spoke, and two big tears fell down.

Ying Cheng's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.When Ying Zichu said this, the original unfilial act instantly turned into an act of great filial piety in fear of not seeing his father in the future.These sons who arrived early became unfilial sons who wished for their father's early death.

As soon as Ying Zichu said these words, all the young masters who had originally had bad eyes suddenly showed a look of common hatred.

"Ahem!" Just as the young masters were about to attack Ying Zichu, Ying Zhu woke up.

"Father!" The sharp-eyed Ying Zichu shouted first, and then quickly knelt down in front of Ying Zhu.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The young masters who had responded for half a beat also quickly knelt down and cried out in grief at the same time.However, in this way, it seems like Ying Zichu's follower.

"You are all here..." Ying Zhu's voice was very weak, and only Mrs. Huayang and Ying Zichu who were nearby could hear clearly.

"Ahem!" Ying Zhu supported the bed with one hand, and with the help of Mrs. Huayang, he managed to half sit up.

"My widow, cough cough, my widow...I'm afraid my life will not be long..." Ying Zhu said intermittently, and the next sentence touched the hearts of all the young masters in an instant, "I want to stand... I want to stand..."

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"Squeak!" The door of King Qin's bedroom was opened.

More than twenty sons followed Mrs. Huayang, and slowly walked out of the palace gate.

The ministers who had some voices fell silent in an instant.

"My lords, the imperial edict..." Mrs. Huayang's eyes were slightly red, she watched the ministers under the steps, and her voice sounded cold.

"Your Majesty!" More than a hundred ministers cried out and knelt down.

"Li..." Mrs. Huayang took a slight breath, and her voice became louder: "Li son Chu is the crown prince!"

"Minister, please meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Under the steps, a group of officials bowed their heads again and knelt down.

Looking at the black and white civil and military officials like a wave, Ying Zichu felt a little smug. More than 30 years, more than 30 years of waiting and suffering, finally paid off.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The Hong bell rang again, and Ying Zichu's ambition, which was intoxicated by the courtiers' worship, instantly sobered up.

"This is just the beginning! Xiong Quan, Sima Jun, Baili Jun... what you took away from me, I, no, I will take it back one by one!" Ying Zichu glanced at a person under the steps. A minister swore secretly in his heart.

Yingzi Chu, who has been established as the prince, presided over the funeral of the former king Yingzhu according to the usual practice.Everything is similar to when King Zhao died, Wang Jian guarded Hangu, and Meng Ao guarded Xianyang.The only thing that changed was that the original guardian of the spirit was replaced by Baili Jun from Sima Jun.

Three days later, after the funeral, Ying Zichu officially moved into King Qin's palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In Nuo Da's bedroom, there is only Ying Zichu.Looking at the familiar interiors, Ying Zichu suddenly felt strange again.

"Hehe..." Ying Zichu shook his head in self-deprecating manner, and then his originally sloppy pace quickened a lot, and he went straight to a corner.

"Boom! Boom!"

As Ying Zichu turned the mechanism at the corner, the wall that did not show any abnormality began to slowly turn, revealing a secret room with light.

The secret chamber is octagonal and made of pure iron.In today's era when iron is not yet developed, it is conceivable how much human and financial resources Qin spent to build such a secret room.

The secret room is surrounded by inlaid pearls, jade and gemstones of various colors, and each gemstone emits a faint light.However, it was such a faint light that illuminated the entire secret room like daytime.

In the center of the secret room, there is an iron frame.On the iron frame, a simple but piercingly chilled bronze sword is extraordinarily charming under the light of pearly gemstones.

This sword is exactly the saber that symbolizes the identity of the king of Qin, that is, the sword of the king of Qin that has been handed down from generation to generation since Duke Xian.

In addition to King Qin's sword, beside the iron frame, there is also a private seal of King Qin carved out of beautiful jade.It can be said that Qin Wangjian and Qin Wangyin are the symbols of the king of Qin.

Ying Zichu walked slowly to the iron frame, and carefully looked at Qin Wangjian and Qin Wangyin.There was a look of infatuation in his eyes, and his hand unconsciously touched the King Qin sword.

"Lang!" A trace of sparks disappeared between the sword and the scabbard.Although this King Qin sword has never been used on the battlefield since Xian Gong, but as a symbol of King Qin, this sword is still well maintained.

On the blade of the sword, the winding patterns look extraordinarily enchanting under the faint cold light.On the hilt of the sword, a swallow seems to break through the cage and soar into the sky, so lifelike.

"when!"

Ying Zichu put away the King Qin sword, and the fanaticism in his eyes also dissipated.

Although King Qin's sword and King Qin's seal are the symbols of King Qin, Ying Zichu knew in his heart that what he really needs now is not these.

"Let the widows see how beautiful you are!" Ying Zichu murmured and pressed down a gemstone emitting light blue light.

"Boom!" Among the octagonal walls, the wall facing the entrance of the secret room crashed down, revealing a more hidden secret compartment inside.

The dark grid is one foot long and wide, and on the dark grid, there are rows of dark Qin seal scripts writing place names everywhere.Under these place names, pieces of tiger charms symbolizing military power lie quietly.

Ying Zichu looked at each tiger talisman carefully, as if admiring the beauties who were stripped off.In just a few breaths, Ying Zichu even memorized the patterns on each tiger talisman firmly.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ying Zichu's eyes widened.

"Where? Where?" Ying Zichu swept around the secret room in a panic.

However, apart from the iron frame in the center, the entire secret room was empty, and there was nothing else.

For a moment, Ying Zichu seemed to have fallen into a hole in the ice, his previously rosy face lost all color in an instant, and his hands and feet were cold.

In the dark cell, the three most important slots, "Bashang", "Hangu", and "Lantian", are empty.

Except for Bashang and Hangu which were in the hands of Meng Ao and Wang Jian respectively, the most important Lantian Daying Tiger Talisman disappeared.

"Pfft!"

Ying Zichu sat down on the ground, Lantian camp, more than half of Qin's military strength, 20 elites just disappeared!
The Lantian Tiger Talisman fell into the hands of others, like a sharp sword, hanging over his head at any time.One day, it will suddenly fall and kill him.

"No! No!" Ying Zichu suddenly thought of something and stood up again.In the eyes, the color of hope flashed again.

"The Lantian Tiger Talisman must have been handed over to someone by King Zhao or the late king, otherwise, who would have the ability to steal the Lantian Tiger Talisman? Since it is entrusted by King Zhao or the late King, he must be someone who is loyal to Qin. It will be an enemy of the old Qin family, or the Chu family."

Thinking of this, Ying Zichu also breathed a sigh of relief, "But who is this person? Could it be that he is not influenced by the old Qin family and the Chu family..."

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