Zhao Ji raised her head, exposing her snow-white neck, and screamed that she wanted Ying Chengyu to kill her. Everyone in the Black Bird Palace focused their attention on her.
His great-uncle, who had always disliked Zhao Ji and played the role of a sea-fixing needle in the Ying clan, felt a little uncomfortable when he saw Zhao Ji's appearance.
After all, Zhao Ji is also the Queen Mother of the Qin Dynasty. The Queen Mother of a country is like a madman. It is really embarrassing and disgraces the Qin Kingdom.
He wanted to persuade Ying Chengyu to kill, but he nodded. The upper and lower teeth in his mouth just separated and merged back together.
Forget it, I have some sense of proportion.
Concubine Chu, who was restrained by the secret guard, sat next to her son Ying Jianglu. Hearing this sound and seeing this scene, a look of alarm flashed across his brows.
It’s not like the acting...
When the third son, Ying Jianglu, was restrained, he had a half-peeled orange in his hand, and now he wanted to peel it whole and eat it.
After looking at the serious and tense scene, I gave up what I was thinking and thought about when this farce would be over. I wasn't full yet.
He was not worried at all about what would happen to his eldest mother Zhao Ji, nor was he worried about the First Emperor who fell on the high platform.
Little Taotie thought that all this was fake and was a show put together by his father and uncle. He did not believe that Ying Chengyu would really kill the First Emperor.
"Xiao'er."
Among the dozen or so people who stood up, the youngest-looking old man called softly.
"uncle."
Ying Chengyu turned around and responded, taking off the sword from Zhao Ji's neck.
"That's it for now," the young old man said.
His name was Ying Xi, and he was titled Lord Weiyang.
He is the eldest brother of King Zhuangxiang of Qin and the eldest son of King Xiaowen of Qin.
If it weren't for Ying Chengyu, King Qin Zhaoxiang would have been granted the title of King of Qin for three consecutive generations.
According to common sense, after the death of King Qin Xiaowen, the eldest son Ying Xi should inherit the throne of King Qin.
"The Queen Mother has regretted it, and she will not act like this in the future. The next time, you will be able to bear it, and we will."
Weiyang Jun Yingxi paused for a moment, turned his head left and right and looked at the old people around him. The old people nodded one after another.
Then Su Rong said: "We won't let you endure it either."
Ying Chengyu looked back at Zhao Ji, who was still calling for death, and then turned back to look at the old people in front of him.
"According to uncles, uncles, uncles, uncles, uncles, uncles mean..."
"The empress dowagers of our Qin State have had too much power, which is not conducive to the stability of the government. Immediately reduce their ability to serve as regents and return to the royal power." Ying Xi said righteously and sternly.
My uncle took a few steps forward and walked to Zhao Ji, followed by Ying Chengyu respectfully.
"Queen Mother, are you willing?"
"Off with my head! Behead me!" Zhao Ji hissed.
The death of the First Emperor left her with no thoughts and motivation.
Power, glory, wealth, all these can only be possessed by a person alive.
At this moment, Zhao Ji completely lost her mind and no longer had any interest in the power she originally cared about.
Ying Chengyu looked at the deep hatred and deep regret in Zhao Ji's eyes, lowered his head and smiled lightly.
Pa~
The uncle slapped Zhao Ji on the face, which shocked Ying Chengyu.
Why did my uncle hit her? There is no such scene in the script. As an extra, please don't add drama to yourself!
Turning to look at the high platform, one could see Queen Afang holding the First Emperor in her arms, shedding tears there.
Brother Huang, why don’t you get up?
Zhao Ji's face was slapped to one side, and blood was drawn out of her mouth.
This was not because the old man's hands were too strong, but because Zhao Ji had blood in her mouth, which was caused by gum bleeding caused by clenching her teeth just now.
Zhao Ji's voice was paused by the slap, but she immediately pressed the play button.
She turned her head suddenly and stared at her uncle with eyes full of hatred.
Gritting his teeth, he said: "It was you who killed Zheng'er, and you are all the accomplices of this Zhuzi! No matter how good Zheng'er did, you turned a blind eye! You only have this Zhuzi in your eyes, and there has never been Zheng'er! You all deserve to die! "
The surging hatred could not be washed away by all the water from all over the world.
Pa~
The uncle didn't care about Zhao Ji's face and slapped her again.
Ying Chengyu glanced at Zhao Ji's beaten face and then in the direction of the high platform, muttering in his heart.
Uncle, please take it easy. I directed this play. If you act like this, I won’t be able to explain it to the emperor...
"Hua Yang wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous in front of me. If I hadn't known that my son had no intention of taking the throne, and if I hadn't seen you as His Majesty's biological mother, I would have killed you today!"
My uncle was momentarily confused by the unexpected turn of events. At this moment, after Ying Xi said this, his IQ regained the high ground.
If the baby wanted to be king, he would have done so long ago. It must have been a good show put on by the two brothers. Presumably it was to prevent this woman from getting in the way of the baby anymore.
I can beat this woman, but if I do it, it won’t be beautiful. I can also reduce her power by doing so.
His great-uncle was the same generation as King Qin Zhaoxiang, and even the last powerful Queen Mother, Queen Mother Huayang, was a junior in front of him.
As the Queen Mother, Zhao Ji can suppress many people, but her uncle is not included.
"Pooh!"
Zhao Ji spat.
The red saliva fell on the red Danchi, which was almost invisible.
"Shameless!"
Zhao Ji sneered.
"Now that things have come to this, if you still say that this son has no intention of taking the throne, the Ying clan has really been disgraced!"
It seemed that these two slaps had driven away a bit of madness and brought out a bit of intelligence.
Zhao Ji faced the two slap marks on her face and turned to look at the high platform.
If this was a show, then based on her understanding of Zheng'er, Ying Zheng would have stood up long ago, and stood up when she received the first slap.
But no one there stood up.
"It's my mother's fault." The hatred in Zhao Ji's eyes gradually disappeared, filled with regret, and she said with a sad smile: "I shouldn't have taken you out of Handan, and I shouldn't have let you fight for the throne. I shouldn't have ignored the advice and insisted on going my own way. Killing this guy will lead to tragedy today."
Ying Zheng must not give up the throne to him under any circumstances, unless Ying becomes Zhao Ji who steps over her body.
At the end of his life, he felt regret for what he had done.
"Let go."
She turned her head and said to Ge Nie who was restraining her. There were two tear stains on her red and swollen face, which really didn't look very pretty.
She wanted to die.
Gai Nie saw the death look in Zhao Ji's eyes, ignored Ying Chengyu's warning gaze, and let go of his hands.
Zhao Ji, who always pays attention to etiquette, beauty, and magnanimity, doesn't care that her phoenix crown falls to the ground, and that her long hair mixed with silver threads is twisted together in an awkward manner.
When he got out of trouble, he didn't straighten his instruments immediately, but suddenly grabbed the sword at Gai Nie's waist and pulled out the sword from the Sword Master's waist.
Cha~
The long sword is unsheathed.
"Gane!"
Ying Cheng said in a bad way.
What you are talking about is the Sword Master, can you let her take your sword away? Do you dare to be more outrageous?
Gai Nie used practical actions to tell Ying Chengyu that he could.
The Master Sword Master was indifferent, as if what Zhao Ji did was so fast that even he, who was famous for his fast swordsmanship, could not react.
Until Zhao Ji put the long sword on her neck and glanced numbly at the circle of old people around her as if she had lost her soul.
He said hollowly: "I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
After saying a symbolic sentence, he was about to wipe his neck with both hands.
Gai Nie still didn't react. Gai Daxia's reflex arc was temporarily lengthened a lot today.
Ying Chengyu sighed softly and went up to grab the sword. He couldn't let Zhao Ji die like this.
Before he finished sighing, his uncle was the first to move his foot. He raised his leg and kicked the sword out of Zhao Ji's hand, and kicked Zhao Ji to the ground with another kick.
Pointing at Zhao Ji's head, he shouted angrily: "You can die if you want, but don't disturb my mood, get out and die!"
Zhao Ji languished on the ground and showed no reaction to her uncle's words. She crawled numbly to touch the sword that had fallen on the ground.
th.
The uncle raised his head slightly and glanced at the motionless high platform with doubtful eyes.
He turned his head slightly and looked at Ying Chengyu, his eyes full of doubts and vigilance.
Silent question: Are you a bastard really going to kill His Majesty?
Ying Chengyu shook his head slightly, took a step closer and whispered: "Let the Empress Dowager Zhao stop the drama."
The corner of my uncle's mouth twitched as he looked at Zhao Ji, who was crawling forward inch by inch to touch the sword.
These two are really cruel. They are not satisfied with this job. If I oppose them in the future, they will not do the same to me.
The old man, who felt a sense of sadness in his heart, suppressed his voice and said angrily: "Two unfilial sons!"
Ying Chengyu also twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered angrily: "If my uncle hadn't slapped the Queen Mother twice, this wouldn't have happened."
You slapped me so hard, and now you say I'm unfilial, what did I do?
I held the sword on Zhao Ji's neck for so long, and there wasn't even a scratch!
My uncle was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "You are such a bastard that you don't know what is good and what is good. I am here to help you."
"Uncle is the one who is helping me." Ying Chengyu turned around and glanced at Ying Xi, and said disdainfully to his uncle: "It's also a guess. Uncle, why do you think so poorly about what you do?"
My great-uncle wants to beat someone. He just beat the Queen Mother today, and he doesn't mind beating the Chang'an Lord again.
Rustle~
The cicada gauze worn by Zhao Ji made a constant friction sound with the Danchi, just like silkworms eating mulberry leaves.
Although it is slow, it will eventually be finished.
"No more words!" My uncle frowned, stared at Zhao Ji and quickly said to Ying Chengxuan: "When will it end?"
You two idiots don't really want to force the Queen Mother to death, and only let the Queen Mother's blood stain the Black Bird Hall on the night of the Wax Festival. Are you going to stand up and say this is an act?
"It should have stopped long ago."
Ying Chengyu replied.
"Um?"
The old man widened his eyes and questioned.
It should have been stopped long ago. You let things evolve to this point?
Ying Chengyu gestured with his eyes, asking his uncle to look up to the high platform, and said, "I have agreed to stop it, Your Majesty."
Some are depressed and some are suspicious.
"When the Empress Dowager said, 'Behead me, I will kill you', Your Majesty should have come forward. She said this was a farce, to celebrate the wax festival."
Today's sudden change in the Xuandiao Palace was originally planned by Ying Chengyu and the First Emperor.
Ying Chengyu, who was discovered by the First Emperor and didn't want to go to work, no longer needed to pretend, so he wanted to get rid of Zhao Ji, the Queen Mother, as soon as possible.
It's not that he's afraid of what Zhao Ji will do. Zhao Ji doesn't pose a threat to him anyway.
The legendary Yue girls were all sent out to be kissed, hugged, nibbled and touched by him. He didn't believe that Zhao Ji had a bigger card than the Yue girl. If there were any, the girl or the boy would be killed.
First, he was afraid of what his followers would do to Zhao Ji.
Ganie, who is ready to act and always makes small moves, gives Ying Chengxuan a headache. People who are not bloodthirsty are more difficult to persuade than those who are murderous.
Secondly, he was afraid that in order to deal with him, Zhao Ji would get involved with those noble families and delay his reform.
If you kill him at that time, you will be sorry for the First Emperor, and you will not be able to explain to the First Emperor. If you don't kill him, it will be difficult to show the majesty of the new rules, and it will be difficult for the reform to succeed.
That's why today's farce happened. The purpose is to make Zhao Ji intuitively realize that Ying Chengyu has the ability to overturn the table at any time. If pressed, he will actually murder the First Emperor and seek to usurp the throne.
Zhao Ji had been targeting Ying Chengyun unscrupulously before. Firstly, she was sure that Yingcheng would not do anything to the First Emperor because of his deep feelings. Secondly, she thought that the First Emperor would stabilize Yingcheng in Xianyang.
The farce of the wax festival was to let her know that what she had seen and thought might not be true.
The first time it was a farce and a show, but the second time it wasn't necessarily so.
The farce will end when the two brothers realize that Ying Chengyu is not easy to deal with and regret it, and it will end when the First Emperor comes forward.
The script written by Ying Chengyu did not make Zhao Ji miserable at all.
Nothing about being slapped in the mouth or crawling on the ground to retrieve a sword.
He felt that there was a high probability that the First Emperor would brandish the King of Qin Sword and shout "I will chop you alive" when written this way, changing the situation from a multi-person farce to a two-person farce.
He also didn't expect that his great-uncle was a showman, and an extra actor insisted on stealing the protagonist's role, leading the farce to a ridiculous and impossible ending.
"Hehe, hehe, okay, okay." My uncle laughed so hard that he gritted his teeth, "Is this how you two are celebrating the Wax Festival?"
The queen mother of a country is crawling on the ground like a maggot seeking death. This is your celebration!
"It's not the two of us, it's you, uncle. You're the one who slaps, you're the one who kicks."
Ying Chengyu was determined not to take the blame.
Rustle~
The grinding sound is still going on.
Zhao Ji is getting closer and closer to the sword, only three crawls away.
The owner of the sword, Gai Nie, Gai Daxia slowly lowered his head, facing the empty scabbard with a paralyzed face.
His reflex arc had just reached the point where he knew the sword was lost.
"Okay!" My uncle interrupted Ying Chengyuan, pointed his eyes at Ying Chengyuan to look at Zhao Ji, and said: "If it doesn't stop, she will commit suicide again, hurry up!"
"At this time, I stood up and said it was a farce. Am I not looking for scolding? Uncle, are you my biological uncle?" Ying Chengyu almost lost control of his voice.
The Queen Mother of a country was almost forced to commit suicide. At this time, Ying Chengyu stood up and said that there was a misunderstanding. I was joking.
This kind of fucked-up thing is to call yourself a Shuzi. Ying Chengqiu, who is willing to be a Shuzi, feels that he is too Shuzi and doesn't want to do it.
"Stupid!" My uncle hated iron and said, "You go over and call your majesty. That is your majesty's biological mother. There is no overnight hatred between mother and son. Your majesty is not an elder brother, and the Queen Mother Zhao is not the Queen Mother Xuan."
The elder brother mentioned by my uncle is King Qin Zhaoxiang, and King Qin Zhaoxiang's biological mother is the Queen Mother Xuan.
King Qin Zhaoxiang competed with Empress Dowager Xuan for power in the dynasty in her later years. He won and imprisoned Empress Dowager Xuan in the palace.
Empress Dowager Xuan was unwilling to give up and went on a hunger strike to death.
Ying Chengyu nodded, jumped up and down, and came to the high platform, landing next to the First Emperor.
The reason why he didn't come to call before was because the high platform was the royal land, and going up without being called by the First Emperor was trespassing.
When there were people around, Ying Chengyu always maintained the image of the First Emperor.
As soon as it fell.
Lying in the arms of the crying Afang, the First Emperor suddenly opened his eyes with his eyes tightly closed.
His eyes were clear and he was not confused at all.
Opening his mouth, there was no sound. The First Emperor moved his lips twice, then fell down and continued to sleep.
The corners of Ying Chengyu's mouth twitched.
Ying Zheng, you cheated on your brother, didn’t you?
The First Emperor's mouth was very simple, just three words - I don't care.
(End of chapter)
