Myth Daqin: Married Susu at the Beginning

　　"Here!"

　　Up and down the court, everyone agreed in unison.

　　Li Yao strode towards the outside: "Go to Qilian to send an order, only one of the men and women of the Lu family survives.

　　Ben Gong will kill ten of his women, until they are all killed!

　　But let Qilian remember that Lu Tai was the last to die.

　　Ben Gong never thought that in Daqin, there are still people who dare to compare their backgrounds with my Li family!

　　Hahaha……"

　　(Everyone makes up for Lin Qingxia's undefeated laughter in their own brains)

　　"This is the funniest joke I've heard so far!"

　　The eunuch Lao Li hurriedly cupped his hands and said, "This servant understands that she must do things properly."

　　When Li Yao was about to walk out of the hall, he suddenly turned his head and glanced at the two 720 beautiful corpses lying on the ground.

　　For some reason, a bit of unpleasantness appeared on the charming face, but it quickly disappeared.

　　Li Yao strode out of the palace, and Gong E on the side had already put the prepared fur coat on her.

　　The eunuch Lao Li heard Li Yao sigh, looked up at the night sky, and suddenly said, "It's snowing, I don't know if Your Majesty has arrived at the Lishan Emperor's Mausoleum?"

　　Old Li hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Empress, Jin Yiwei is following Your Majesty!"

　　"Understood." Li Yao walked slowly, but suddenly burst out laughing: "What happened to me? What Your Majesty can't do, I'll do it.

　　I can do these things for His Majesty, what am I afraid of?

　　Is there still a long history of infamy? "

　　The Gong E, the eunuchs, and the guards who were following behind Li Yao all knelt silently when they heard this.

　　At the foot of Mount Li, the emperor held down the horse's head.

　　Han Tan hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, it's snowing!"

　　Ying Su Wen glanced in the direction of Xianyang, and suddenly said: "Old Han, do you think Taozi will leave a reputation as a poisonous woman in the history books in the future?"

　　Han Tan said: "The Lu family should be punished for the crime, and Your Majesty has thought too much."

　　He continued, but this time in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it's snowing."

　　On the horse's back, the emperor shook the black dragon's cloak, and the snowflakes that fell on it flew.

　　Ying Suwen said softly, "Well, I see."

　　It was night, and heavy snow rolled over the fertile soil in Guanzhong.

　　The black dragon cavalry turned into a snow dragon cavalry, rolling over Li Mountain, breaking the world's good night dream. .

Chapter 1222

　　The mausoleum of Qin Shihuang is so large that it does not need to be described in words.

　　The foothills of Mount Li is an ancestral hall, just like the palace where the emperor lived.

　　Wang Xi (note the distinction from Wang Xi among the rebel generals, here is the same name) knelt in front of the main hall.

　　The snow almost covered him.

　　Ying Suwen restrained the war horse, turned over and dismounted, leaving a series of footprints in the snow.

　　He glanced at Wang Xi silently, and reached out his hand to gently brush off the falling snow on Wang Xi's head.

　　"His Majesty……"

　　The choked voice was hard to cry.

　　Ying Suwen sighed: "People always have this step, I asked you to come here to guard the mausoleum of the late emperor.

　　Blame me? "

　　Wang Xi was crawling, his icy cheeks were next to the colder snow, but hot tears poured out:

　　"Don't hate, these days, the sinner has read a lot of books and understood a lot of truth."

　　Ying Su Wen nodded slightly: "Get up, I will send the old Prime Minister off for the last step."

　　Wang Xi nodded vigorously, stood up slowly, but hunched over again, walking slowly beside the emperor, leading the way for the emperor.

　　After entering the hall, Ying Su Wen noticed that all the palace maids were white-haired.

　　The old-fashioned eunuchs knelt on the left and right sides of the road in unison.

　　The dim candlelight became bright and dark because the door of the main hall was opened and the cold wind suddenly poured in.

　　Ying Su Wen looked at the people in the old age palace who bowed to him and pressed their foreheads to the ground.

　　Suddenly, there was an indescribable desolate feeling in my heart.

　　It was only at this time that Ying Suwen remembered that he had not been here for a long time.

　　Beneath this land lies one of the greatest emperors in human history.

　　But it was these ordinary people who forged this great emperor.

　　Walking all the way, the candlelight was dim, Ying Su Wen was sweating unconsciously, and he slowly untied the fur coat on his body.

　　Han Tan followed closely by the emperor's side.

　　In my memory, Ying Suwen used to hang out with a group of palace maids who were preparing to be buried here.

　　This is the absurd behavior of Emperor II.

　　After entering from here, walk twenty miles to the place where the Lord of the First Emperor's Mausoleum worshipped.

　　In the depths of Ying Suwen's memory, there is a secret passage that leads directly to the depths of Shi Huangdi's mausoleum.

　　He suddenly had the urge to meet the First Emperor.

　　After this impulse was born in his heart, it turned out to be unstoppable and became stronger.

　　The emperor's pace quickened involuntarily.

　　After passing through the main hall, there is a straight road with no end in sight.

　　Extending towards the top of Mount Li.

　　Ying Su Wen stopped for a moment, and now the avenue covered with stone bricks is also covered with snow.

　　In the distance, there is an old guard with a lantern, occasionally making a cough or two.

　　But everyone tried their best to stand up straight.

　　Once provoked the backbone of the empire, but now it is old.

　　A gust of cold wind seemed to blow them all.

　　Getting old.

　　Ying Suwen suddenly had a feeling that this is a world belonging to the dead.

　　From the moment he stepped on the ground and entered the former mountain palace, everything here was like something left over from the previous world, something that had never been completely decayed.

　　"One day, I will die here too". "

　　Ying Suwen suddenly said something softly, he couldn't imagine it.

　　On that day in history, Qin Prince Ying Baima Sucha, after surrendering to Liu Bang.

　　Before Xiang Yu entered the customs, he excavated the tomb of the first emperor and burned it down.

　　What kind of bloody battle broke out here.

　　These and the dying old man also lifted the rusted sword tremblingly.

　　To drain the last drop of old blood for the king buried deep in the ground.

　　The white-haired bodyguard watched the emperor walk step by step.

　　I don't know when, someone saw two lines of clear tears falling from the emperor's eyes.

　　The blizzard was bigger and faster.

　　It blows people's eyes.

　　Ying Suwen also arrived at the main hall at this time.

　　The old men outside who spontaneously stood in the wind and snow, raised their lanterns, and watched the emperor go far, also returned to the gentle room.

　　This may be the last time they will see the emperor in their life waiting to die.

　　It may be the last consolation in life.

　　Wang Wan was actually wearing court clothes.

　　It is the court dress of the Prime Minister of the Great Qin Dynasty.

　　After not seeing him for many days, Ying Suwen never imagined that in the past, the high-spirited Prime Minister of Qin, who was the master of Confucianism and Taoism.

　　He is so small now, like a skinny sick dog, curled up in the kennel, waiting for death to come.

　　in the main hall.

　　Ying Suwen raised his head and glanced at Ying Zheng's portrait, where the smoke curled up.

　　The majesty of the first emperor, but it is difficult to conceal the strong sense of death here.

　　"Everyone stopped outside."

　　Ying Suwen's voice fell, and the gate of the main hall was closed.

　　"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes, sir?"

　　Ying Suwen asked softly.

　　Wang Wan stood up and saluted the emperor respectfully. When Ying Su Wen saw him kneeling down, when he stood up again, it was already very difficult.

　　When he reached out to support Wang Wan, he felt like he was touching a bone.