I open a restaurant in Daqin

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"Yes, Grandpa, the clan really needs external help too much. If there are six countries to help, why not worry about things failing?"

"Then Han Fei has already promised his grandson that when he returns to Zhao, he will immediately lobby other countries to help my clan!"

"Grandfather, the time has come. The day of overthrowing the tyranny of the thief lord is just around the corner. It's time to summon the power of the clan and rush to Xianyang. Destroy the mourning hall of the thief father, Sun Hong, and make it known to the world. Return me to the Great Qin Dynasty. Don't neglect it!"

Hearing what the old man said, Young Master He thought that the old man had finally seen it through, so he quickly raised his head and continued to advise.

However, when he raised his head, Young Master He found that his sword had fallen into the hands of the old man at some point, and was being slowly pulled out by the old man.

Young Master He was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't understand what was going on, but saw the old man looking at him with a wrinkled smile.

"Yes, the great opportunity has arrived, don't neglect it!"

The old man smiled, looked at Young Master He, and muttered to himself.

However, in the smile, only two lines of dirty tears flowed from the two deep-set eye sockets.

"Pfft..."

Suddenly, the sword light flashed, unexpectedly, the old man almost exhausted all his strength, and stabbed with the long sword.

Young Master He never thought that the old man would do anything to him. All this happened so suddenly that he didn't even have a chance to react.

The long sword had already pierced through his heart, piercing his heart.

"Well……"

Young Master He let out a muffled snort, only to feel that the blood all over his body was congealed in an instant, and the next moment he began to reverse and counterattack.

A fishy-sweet smell kept coming from the throat, and a big mouthful of blood finally flowed out of the corner of his mouth unstoppably.

He looked at the old man in disbelief, all his strength was crazily lost, making him unable to even struggle.

"why?"

Young Master He had deep unwillingness, regret, and bewilderment in his eyes.

He didn't understand why he wanted to kill him since he was the old man's direct blood relative.

"Hehehe... The clan needs the help of external forces, but unfortunately, the affairs of my Great Qin cannot let other countries intervene!"

"I, the Great Qin of the Ying clan, belong to the lineage of the emperor, and it is the fault of the emperor. The affairs of the Ying clan are family affairs, and this old man cannot let outsiders intervene!"

"Remember, there are no thieves in this world. Ying Zheng is a descendant of my Ying family. He is a descendant of the Ying family when he is in power. When he steps down, he is still a descendant of the Ying family!"

"Whoever dares to spread rumors, insult our king, slander the former king, or insult my clan, he must die. The name of my clan cannot be insulted!"

The old man's eyes were dull, and he slowly let go of his hand, spread his five fingers, looked at the blood of his grandson on his hand, his voice was very low, like the echo of a devil, and gave his grandson a final explanation.

"Hehehe..."

Young Master He also laughed when he heard the words.

There was deep anger in his eyes, and he was no longer so confused, because he understood.

"I see……"

Young Master He's lips moved slightly, but he no longer had the strength to make a sound.

I saw his eyes fluttering, his body fell down slowly, and there was no more sound.

The old man looked at his grandson who couldn't close his eyes. The bloody hand in the depths rubbed his grandson's eyes, and finally helped him close them.

"Grandson, don't blame the old man, because our clan can't afford to lose this man!"

"You shouldn't let Han Fei go. In a few days, rumors will spread all over the world. The clan will no longer have the face to gain a foothold in the world. Do you understand?"

The old man shook his head in despair.

Finally, he raised his head and looked outside the gate, in the direction of Xianyang City.

"Yingzheng, you are a descendant of the Ying family, and you are the blood of the Ying family. Unfortunately, you made a wrong decision, and this old man cannot forgive you. Just wait, this old man will let the clan temple reserve a place for you! "

With dull eyes, the old man's lips were trembling, his whole body was trembling, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "The imperial clan is ordered to be the last, and immediately, gather in Xianyang, next to the Qing emperor, and revitalize the court. Kill it!"

……

"Report to Your Majesty, something is wrong..."

In the early morning of this day, Ying Zheng was on his way to the court when suddenly Zhao Gao's voice sounded.

"What's the matter?"

Ying Zheng frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Guannei has left the customs. The clan princes gathered an army of 13 from all directions and rushed to Xianyang. This is to force the palace!"

Zhao Gao looked nervous.

His source of information is faster than anyone else, because he has the Daqin Black Ice Platform in his hands. Now, even if the military has not received the news, his information is extremely accurate.

"what?"

Ying Zheng's face changed slightly, and his eyes instantly became sharp.

"General Mengwu, lead the troops back to Xianyang immediately!"

Afterwards, Ying Zheng shouted coldly.

"Your Majesty, why don't you stop the Marquis of Guan Nei and the clan princes?"

Zhao Gao was stunned for a moment, Ying Zheng ordered Meng Wu to lead his troops back to Xianyang, but he didn't say what he brought them for.Is it to rescue him, or to obstruct the clan army.

"Hmph, what should come will always come, and you can't stop it even if you want to stop it. Now that it's here, something has to be staged. For so many years, the clan has worked hard without credit. The widow gave them this opportunity. I want to see it. A lot of age, still have the guts to do something!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly. He really didn't intend to preemptively stop the clan.

Some things are destined to be disasters, but they may also be opportunities.

As for the clan, Ying Zheng would not take the initiative unless it was completely angered.

This was the case with Lord Weiyang before, and now it is the same with Marquis Guan Nei.

Before the Marquis of Guan Nei revealed his real purpose, even if there was a tendency to force the palace, he would not dare to act recklessly.

The king is sometimes restrained, this is the balance of power.

Daqin did not kill people, he was talking about real evidence, and there were many possible reasons for leading the troops, but once the Marquis of Guannei rebelled, he would have no reason, and this was the only chance for Yingzheng to clean up the clan.

"No, I wonder how many soldiers your Majesty wants General Mengwu to bring back to help?"

Zhao Gao bowed his hands in agreement, and then asked.

"It's not returning aid, it's returning to the court, [-] is enough!"

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly gave Zhao Gao a cold look, solemnly reminding him.

Zhao Gao was taken aback for a moment, then understood.

This is the king.

Even if the chaos of Lai Ai had already appeared at the beginning, she began to drive out dissidents, and kept arranging her own people to guard Xianyang Palace, even inside and outside Xianyang City.But Lai Ai didn't completely declare the rebellion, this one still continued to tolerate it, but kept making moves in this game of chess.

In the end, Lao Ai seemed to have completed the layout and finally rebelled. In fact, the king had already restrained her neck, and she had no power to resist.

It's the same now, the king can tolerate it, and watched Lai Ai's layout step by step with his own eyes, and finally waited for the rebellion to come, and justified his actions.

The 13 army of the clan is just like the layout of Lai Ai.

For this layout, he saw it in his eyes, but he still didn't know it. In fact, his reaction was still so quick.Others are laying out, so is he!

"promise……"

After thinking about the key point, Zhao Gao bowed his hands and agreed, without any further hesitation, he turned and left.

(End of this chapter)