The Great Qin Dynasty: The egg of the Black Bird was revered as a national guardian beast.

The scattered pearl tassels obscured his face.

It was difficult to see clearly, but behind the pearl tassels, one could vaguely see a pair of bright and sharp eyes.

The emperor leans on his sword!

He walked in slowly, his face expressionless, yet his presence was enough to send shivers down everyone's spines.

"Father..."

Hu Hai was taken aback and looked up at the First Emperor.

In his presence, his father was always gentle, with a smile on his face, and doted on him immensely.

Upon seeing this scene, his mind...

The emperor's smiling face gradually overlapped with the expressionless face before him.

For the first time, he felt that his father was such a stranger!

Holding the sword,

The First Emperor stood expressionless in the main hall.

He didn't speak or make any unnecessary movements, but a chilling aura lingered in the hall.

Zhao Gao faced him, bowed his head to the ground, and begged for forgiveness!

As for Hu Hai, he was standing not far away, his eyes darting around, his expression seemingly both surprised and frightened.

But the First Emperor's vision,

I didn't linger on them for long.

Soon, they saw the Celestial Bird, perched on a lamp stand, preening its feathers in the distance.

The First Emperor breathed a rare sigh of relief.

Then, the First Emperor looked at Hu Hai, his cold gaze making him feel as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

"Hu Hai, I ask you, what has happened?!"

Before Hu Hai could react, the First Emperor's words, as cold as ice shards, were thrown at him.

"Why is the Celestial Bird enraged by you!"

A hint of panic flashed across Hu Hai's face, but he still feigned pitifulness and said, "Father, I don't know."

The First Emperor closed his eyes: "Zhao Gao, you shall explain yourself."

"When recounting the beginning and end of the matter, no part should be omitted."

"Your Majesty, I hereby report."

Zhao Gao raised his head from the ground, but dared not look up at the emperor, his tone fearful: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I do not know either."

"When I arrived here to report back, I saw the Heavenly Mandate Black Bird attacking Prince Huhai."

"The rest...I know nothing about the rest."

After saying this, Zhao Gao bowed his head deeply.

The First Emperor did not speak, but the chill in the hall intensified.

After a long silence, the First Emperor drew his sword from his waist.

In the flickering candlelight, the eyes behind the First Emperor's pearl pendant were reflected on the blade of the Tai'a sword.

A sword aimed at Hu Hai!

With a thud, Hu Hai knelt down on the ground in fear.

Fear was evident in his eyes, along with a hint of disbelief.

It seemed like she couldn't believe it...

His father, who had always treated him very well, was now pointing a sword at him for the sake of a mere beast.

"Hu Hai, I'm giving you one more chance."

The First Emperor held the sword horizontally across Hu Hai's neck.

He looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Tell me what you did to enrage the Heavenly Bird."

His tone was icy, as if he would draw his sword and make Hu Hai bleed in the palace if he did not tell the truth.

"Father!"

At this moment, Hu Hai was already in tears.

His whole body slumped to the ground like mud, and he could only rely on his hands to support himself and slowly back away.

"I didn't do anything!"

But even as he scrambled backward, the sword blade still loomed across his neck.

He raised his head and looked up at the First Emperor.

The First Emperor remained unchanged, pointing his sword at Hu Hai, advancing alongside Hu Hai as he retreated, never leaving his side.

Until there is nowhere left to retreat!

Hu Hai has now retreated to the wall, kicking his legs wildly and waving his hands haphazardly behind him, leaning against the palace wall.

Finally, he seemed to have grabbed something from behind.

Upon picking it up, one could see a jet-black feather, shimmering with an otherworldly luster under the candlelight in the hall.

The First Emperor glanced at it briefly.

But just one glance was enough to dazzle the First Emperor for a long time, leaving him standing motionless.

Zhao Gao also raised his head and looked at Hu Hai.

Then, Zhao Gao also stood there stunned, and rubbed his eyes to make sure he hadn't seen wrong.

"The feather of the Black Bird?"

After a long pause, Zhao Gao finally spoke in a trembling voice.

"The traitor!"

The First Emperor roared, raised the Tai'a sword high, and without saying a word, slashed it down at Hu Hai.

"I will kill you to honor the mandate of Heaven, the Black Bird!"

This startled Hu Hai, who flipped over to dodge the First Emperor's downward slash.

Zhao Gao pressed his head to the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

He did not stop the First Emperor from killing his son. If the First Emperor wanted to kill someone, who would dare to stop him?

He knew all too well the importance of the Heavenly Mandate Black Bird to the Great Qin.

Hu Hai offended the divine bird and must be severely punished in order to uphold the majesty of the Heavenly Mandate Black Bird.

But he also knew that although the First Emperor did not want to kill Huhai, he had to harden his heart for the sake of the Qin Dynasty.

He had no doubt about this.

Ruthlessness is an essential lesson for any emperor.

Not to mention, the First Emperor was an emperor who had honed the art of rulership to perfection!

Zhao Gao is now in a dilemma.

If we stop the First Emperor, then Hu Hai's offense against the divine bird will just be forgotten.

There has to be a scapegoat!

And in this great hall, he was the only one perfectly suited to be the scapegoat.

If we don't stop the First Emperor, he will inevitably harbor resentment towards us when he thinks about this matter in the future.

The emperor is killing his own son; shouldn't a subject do something to stop it?

Now two paths lie before us, both leading to certain death, one earlier and the other later.

but……

Zhao Gao lowered his head, his body trembling, but his face remained calm.

"The traitor!"

The First Emperor's roar shook the candlelight around the palace. He caught up in a few steps, his cold light slicing through the dim lamplight.

Hu Hai was so frightened that he scrambled to his feet, his official robes and hat scattered in disarray.

"Father, spare me! I will never dare to do it again!"

At this moment, Xuan Ye also raised his head high, looking at the scene of fatherly love and filial piety in front of him.

The candles were overturned, and the ground was covered with sword marks.

Hu Hai was a very famous figure in history, and can be considered the first kind of human being in feudal history.

In just three years, the empire that the First Emperor had built up over six generations was squandered by Hu Hai.

Not only that, but he also caused his father to be childless and without descendants.

He can be called the biggest spendthrift in history!

The Qin Dynasty, having gathered seven wise rulers, summoned the greatest spendthrift in history, Hu Hai.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ye shook his head.

It is truly a pity that the mighty Qin Dynasty perished after only two generations. The culprits were Zhao Gao and Hu Hai.

One of them called a deer a horse and seized absolute power over the entire country.

He only knew how to indulge in wine, women, and food, and after killing all his brothers and sisters, he recklessly indulged in sensual pleasures.

"what!"

A scream interrupted Xuan Ye's thoughts.

The scent of incense mixed with the stench of blood filled the hall, and the Tai'a sword, with a sharp whistling sound, struck Hu Hai's staggering knee.

With a sharp cracking sound and a heart-wrenching scream, Hu Hai was forced to lie face down on the ground.

He was dragging one leg along.

Her lower garment was instantly soaked with gushing blood.

But he continued to crawl forward with his hands, leaving a winding red trail on the ground.

But the next moment, a pair of shoes appeared in front of him.

Cold sweat mixed with tears streaked his face.

He raised his head, and behind the scattered beads, his father was looking down at him.

He wanted to say something, probably begging for mercy.

But seeing the cold eyes behind the pearl, even his pleas for mercy shattered into intermittent sobs.

The First Emperor raised his sword once more.

But at that very moment, footsteps sounded in the distance, and then a figure rushed into Xianyang Palace.

This person has a handsome and refined appearance, and a distinguished demeanor.

Dressed in a white long robe, her attire dignified, she exuded a unique and outstanding aura.

Based on his clothing and appearance,

It's not hard to guess that this person is the eldest son of the First Emperor.

Prince Fusu, who commanded an army of 300,000, was forced to commit suicide by a forged imperial edict!