Chapter 116 Ying Zheng becomes a god!

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Time is the greatest force.

Thousands of years are enough to level a majestic mountain range and turn the vast sea into mulberry fields.

Thousands of years later, Yan Zishan unearthed a large number of cultural relics under the earth. Facing these ancient treasures, they were so excited that they were at a loss. With their expressions of shock, they asked for help from archaeologists in ancient Xianyang.

As many archaeologists were shocked, as more and more people gathered towards the valley, the small pagoda in Yingzheng's body also began to become brighter and brighter thousands of years ago.

The stream of light shines and the auspicious clouds fill the air.

At this time, countless people have gathered on Taihua.

The entire feast scene on Taihua Mountain was filled with a grand atmosphere.

Zhong Ming Ding Town, the music is melodious.

Hundreds of musicians from Daqin played passionately. They played the guqin and sounded the bells. Along with the clouds and mist in the mountain stream, the melodious bells tolled in all directions.

Under the scorching sun, beautiful dancers danced gracefully in the field, their skirts flying high became increasingly misty under the clouds and mist in the distance.

Thousands of Xianyang garrison troops stood on the edge of the Taihua Ceremony.

Behind them are tall bells and drums. Bare-chested men beat the drums and bells according to a specific rhythm. The huge sound waves resound throughout the sky, accompanied by the melodious music of the surrounding musicians, forming a beautiful harmony. Swirl, grand and beautiful.

But the soldiers around them remained motionless, their sharp eyes scanning all directions like hawks. They stood beside the towering cliffs, holding Gugo in their hands, like pitch black iron towers, reflecting the cold luster in the sun. .

Three days have passed since Ying Zheng announced the grand ceremony.

Today's Xian Qin grand gathering is already filled with hundreds of people.

Some of them are from the Qin State, and some are from the Six Kingdoms. They are all from hundreds of schools of thought, officials, and Qi refiners.

One after another, figures sat respectfully in the grand ceremony hall, talking in low voices. New figures kept coming from the bottom of the mountain, slowly taking their seats, waiting for the start of the ceremony.

At this time, Ying Zheng had also arrived in this palace.

This main hall built on the top of Taihua was named Da Qin Xian Qin Palace by Ying Zheng.

It is circular in shape, with an upward staircase inside, and is inlaid with countless gems, gold and silver. On top of the steps are many guest tables, all of which are beautifully carved and decorated with various melons and fruits. With fine wine.

At the top of the ascending stairs, there is the position of Ying Zheng. It is a gorgeous throne, with blue dragons and ancient phoenixes carved on it. Nine magnificent black birds are spreading their wings behind the throne, which is extremely gorgeous.

And directly above the throne, there is a circle of huge skylights.

This skylight is not sealed. Looking up from here, you can see the clouds and mist, and the blue clouds and clear sky.

At night, the stars are even more brilliant, as if you can pick off the stars by raising your hand.

Everything here is extremely luxurious, and all the furnishings are extremely luxurious.

Even after Quanyang Jun arrived here, he looked at Ying Zheng's noble throne for a long time and couldn't take his eyes back for a long time.

However, Ying Zheng was not sitting on the throne at this time.

At this time, he was sitting in the side hall, silently waiting for the banquet to begin.

With the sound of bells and drums echoing in his ears, Ying Zheng looked at the small pagoda in his mind while flipping through the "Human Emperor Sutra".

At this time, the small ruins tower had already wandered above the spiritual sea.

It seems to have moved here as his cultivation grew.

Before the arrival of the little pagoda, the three sacred objects on Ying Zheng's spiritual sea were competing for the core position every day.

The Ding Qin Sword, the Human Emperor Sutra, and the phoenix tail feathers transformed into chains of rules, fight for the core position every day, and the flow of light is overflowing.

But as soon as the small ruins tower arrived, the three holy objects competing for the core position were immediately avoided.

Ding Qinjian and Human Emperor Jing were like two younger brothers, they had restrained all their light and were currently wandering around their eldest brother to please him.

And Phoenix Xuanyu, who had turned into the most ferocious rule chain that he had fought for before, lay trembling under the sea.

The small pagoda is undoubtedly located in the core position.

At this time, it was spinning, dazzling runes and emerald green vitality filled the air, making Ying Zheng's entire spiritual sea glow with life.

At the core of this small pagoda, you can see a fourth shadow condensing next to the three previous shadows.

It was something similar to an ancient stele. It had been condensed by more than 90%. It seemed to be engraved with complex patterns. Although it had not yet been completely condensed and formed, it was already covered with vast and domineering energy.

It should take another one or two hours before the concentration is complete, right?

Silently thinking, Ying Zheng slowly flipped through the Book of Human Emperors in his hand.

The grand ceremony has not yet begun, and Ying Zheng does not intend to waste this time. Diligence can make up for failure, which is an ancient saying. In this crisis-ridden world, one's own strength is always the most important thing.

Nowadays, he can recite the Human Emperor Sutra completely, but every time he holds the book and reads it, he can gain new insights.

"How many people have come already?"

While reading the Human Emperor's Scripture here, Ying Zheng asked calmly.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared silently in the side hall.

It was Zhao Tuo. He knelt down on one knee and spoke respectfully.

"Reporting to your Majesty, 312 people have arrived in the Xian Qin Hall."

"One hundred and forty-six of them are officials of the Qin Dynasty, ninety-seven are from the Qin State's various schools and cultivators, and the remaining sixty-nine are from the six kingdoms."

"Among them, there are sixty-three people from various schools of thought and Qi refiners, and six people are envoys from the six countries."

Listening to Zhao Tuo's detailed report, Ying Zheng suddenly laughed: "These people from the Six Kingdoms are really smart. They only sent this few people."

Zhao Tuo knelt down on one knee respectfully and said nothing.

"Have the Prime Minister and Mrs. Huayang arrived?"

"Reporting to your Majesty, the Prime Minister and Mrs. Huayang have not arrived, but Queen Mother Zhao Ji and Lord Quanyang have arrived." Zhao Tuo replied respectfully.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Didn't Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang come?

Also, the political power of Da Qin has been completely hollowed out by these two people. Basically, half of the more than 100 officials of Da Qin who have arrived are under the command of these two people. It really makes no difference whether they come or not.

The current struggle for political power in Xianyang has reached the final critical moment. At this time, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang are probably still fighting for the final rights in Xianyang. How can they have time to attend this party?

At the same time, not coming in the face of his invitation showed that both of them had gradually lost control and were about to meet each other.

It is estimated that after this banquet, they will take action against themselves.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Looking at the small ruins tower that was rapidly condensing within his body and was just a hair away from being completely condensed, Ying Zheng asked calmly: "How are the preparations going?"

"Report to the king, everything is ready."

Two cold gleams flashed in Zhao Tuo's eyes. His expression remained unchanged, but there was fresh air flowing around his body, and murderous intent was everywhere.

"Black Ice Platform and many guards are already well prepared, and many disciples of Fengqing Sect have also taken action."

"We only need a word from the king to close the net."

"Don't be careless." Ying Zheng flipped through the Human Emperor's Scripture and said calmly: "After all, they are the two top forces in Great Qin. Let's deal with their spies first, and don't let anyone escape."

"yes."

Zhao Tuo's figure slowly disappeared.

Ying Zheng continued to read the Book of Human Emperors.

As time goes by, the small pagoda shines more and more.

It was an astonishing force, incomparably powerful, turned into runes, and spread out large wind wolves in the spiritual sea.

"Wow!"

Huge waves rolled up in the spiritual sea, like the heaven and earth splitting apart. It was a hurricane created by the runes in the small pagoda, spreading rapidly and sweeping across the entire spiritual sea.

The stream of light was gorgeous, and next to the shadows of the Ding Qin Sword, the Immortal Pill, and the Human Emperor Sutra, the shadow like a stone tablet shone brightly and gradually solidified.

After the phantom was completely condensed, it was so powerful that Ying Zheng's entire spiritual sea seemed to be turbulent and trembling!

This sight made even Ying Zheng's pupils shrink.

However, Ying Zheng felt relieved again when he thought that this was an item that took five months and half of the Qin Dynasty's strength to gather.

"Wow!"

The stone tablet gradually solidified, and it exuded colorful spiritual energy. The agitated runes formed a hurricane, and gradually emerged on the spiritual sea, shining brightly.

Looking at the ruins of the fourth wonder that had been completely condensed, Ying Zheng slowly smiled.

"Finally, the condensation is completed."

"Notify me."

"The grand ceremony officially begins!"

Zhao Tuo had been waiting for this order for a long time. When he heard this, he suddenly let out a loud roar that resounded throughout Taihua!

"The king has a decree!"

"The time has come!"

"The grand ceremony begins!"

Along with Zhao Tuo's rolling sound waves, one of the eunuchs who had been waiting under the scorching sun suddenly raised his head with bright eyes, exhaled and roared loudly!

"The time has come!"

"The ceremony begins!!"

"The time has come!"

"The ceremony begins!!"

The rolling sound waves shook the sky!

As these words rang out, all the musicians at the feast on the top of Taihua Mountain raised their heads. They twisted their wrists and flicked their fingers, turning the originally melodious and long music into a solemn and solemn one!

The drummers next to a famous bell and drum even threw their arms away and beat the bell and drum crazily in front of them!

Those soldiers who were like iron towers also slapped their swords in their hands, exhaled and roared!

"The time has come!"

"The ceremony begins!"

The wind is blowing!

The huge sound waves covered the entire hall, and everyone who came to attend the feast narrowed their eyes!

finally

Has it started? !

Accompanied by exciting music and majestic long-lasting effects, Ying Zheng slowly appeared on the throne!

At this time, Ying Zheng was wearing a black gold cloak. The thick robe was embroidered with a picture of a black bird in the sky. The turbulent golden waves at the sleeves and corners of the robe were carried high by the long wind.

The long black hair is tied up with a golden crown, the sword eyebrows are sheathed, and the black jade-like pupils shine with a cold luster. He is obviously no more than a teenager, but he carries supreme majesty, just showing up, Then there was a pure majesty of the king sweeping across all directions!

Even Quan Yangjun and Zhao Ji could not help but lower their heads at this time, feeling shocked in their hearts!

How is this going?

It's only been five months since we last met, but Ying Zheng's cultivation seems to have improved greatly!

Quan Yangjun clenched his fists, his old eyes full of surprise, but this surprise was quickly calmed down by him.

No matter how high Ying Zheng's cultivation level is at this time, what does it matter?

Nowadays, the power within the Qin State is about to be divided by them. Ying Zheng is destined to be unable to reverse the current situation with just his own efforts!

If after the Xianyang phenomenon, Ying Zheng had chosen to expand his power, curb their encroachment by Lu Buwei, and develop secretly, it might have made them feel a little troublesome.

but now.

Quanyang Jun was floating in the air, an invisible fresh air flowing through his body, he raised his head, his eyes were cold.

The deal is done!

Not only Lord Quanyang, but also Zhao Ji and many people from the Six Nations and Great Qin who participated in the feast saw Ying Zheng presently, and their eyes were shining brightly.

Some of them were surprised, some were surprised, some were shocked, and some had cold eyes.

Only a few people, such as Wang Jian and Meng Ao, had their eyes lit up, but their eyes quickly turned into helplessness.

Because they know that the current situation is already extremely bad.

In today's world, the cultivation of Qi practitioners is indeed powerful, but except for the legendary gods, how can anyone stand up to the country with only their own strength?

The king chose the wrong path after all.

There were thousands of thoughts in my heart, but in the end it turned into a very respectful voice.

"See you, Your Majesty!!"

The rolling sound filled the air, and all the people of Great Qin bowed their heads respectfully.

Many visitors from the six countries also bowed and saluted.

No matter what the feast is today, no matter whether the Great Qin of tomorrow is controlled by Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang, Ying Zheng today is still the king of the Great Qin after all!

"Everyone is safe."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Everyone straightened up and took their seats one by one.

Ying Zheng also smiled and sat on the throne.

The melodious music sounded again.

A famous palace musician plays a grand and beautiful melody, and the feast is about to begin.

And just when Ying Zheng picked up the wine glass, stood up with a smile, and was about to announce the official start of the banquet.

A figure suddenly stood up.

That was a majestic old man.

He is tall and muscular. Although his hair is gray and his appearance is old, his spirit is still bright and his eyes are shining with dazzling light. He is like an old warrior with no intention of exhaustion.

The most important thing is that everyone who came to the banquet this time was wearing robes and carrying jade at their waists, but the old man was carrying a sword at his waist and wearing heavy armor. The heavy armor was stained with large areas of dried blood. With sword scars.

He just stood here with an extremely solemn killing intent.

Seeing the old man standing up, many Daqin officials below suddenly frowned and yelled angrily.

"Meng Ao! What are you going to do? This is the king's grand ceremony. What do you mean by coming here wearing armor and holding a sword? What are your intentions!"

That's right!

This old man is none other than someone else!

He is none other than the current General of Great Qin!

Meng Ao!

As soon as he said this, many officials from the Qin State immediately joined in and scolded him coldly!

"On such a grand ceremony, Meng Ao, why are you wearing armor and holding a sword?"

"What's more, this grand ceremony is the result of many months of hard work by the king, but you are the first to stand up and speak. It is very disrespectful!"

"Your Majesty! I suggest that Meng Ao be expelled from this banquet!"

"This banquet is the top banquet of the Seven Kingdoms. How can those wearing armor and holding swords be allowed to enter? Just a common man!"

Faced with the stern scoldings of many civil and military officials, Meng Ao stood in the center wearing heavy armor with a calm expression, and there was no joy or sorrow on his old face.

Instead, the eyes of the two young men behind him gradually became colder. They also wore armor and held swords. They stood up slowly and looked around.

They were not very old, but their eyes were like sharp swords. Everyone who was swept by them felt their scalp numb.

Especially the slightly older boy in the front is even more terrifying. He has a pair of particularly unruly eyes, is untamed in a golden chainmail, and has short hair that is loose and windless. He is like a furious lion, stabbing. Life hurts.

On the other hand, the younger boy's eyes are slightly calmer, but he is colder and more formidable. He is wearing the black water Xuanjia, like a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows, as if he will pounce on you at any time and bite you.

One of them is named Meng Tian and the other is named Meng Yi.

Looking at these two young men, many civil and military officials shuddered, as if they remembered something. The words of impeachment that were on their lips were swallowed again, but resentment gradually rose in their eyes. .

But there were also a few officials who were not afraid and spoke with increasing indifference.

"Bold! At the feast, we came here wearing armor and holding swords, and even three of us came together! What are your intentions with the Meng family!!"

"Your Majesty! I am asking you to report and expel the three Meng family members from the palace!"

Seeing this scene, all the scholars and envoys from the six countries had interesting looks on their faces, wanting to watch the show.

However, facing all this, Ying Zheng smiled and waved his hand, "It doesn't matter!"

"Today is the Great Qin Festival!"

"On this day set to be the foundation of Qin Dynasty for all generations, everything you say and do should be free from any taboos and speak freely!"

The ministers opened their mouths and were about to continue speaking, but were forced back by the cold eyes of Zhao Ji and Quan Yangjun in front of them.

"There are no dogs in the tiger gate. Meng Qing's grandsons are all outstanding people, and they are the talents of the Qin Dynasty!" Looking at the three famous Meng family members, Ying Zheng smiled and said: "I wonder what Meng Qing wants to say?"

After waiting until this moment, Meng Ao bowed respectfully and spoke in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, the Immortal Qin Grand Ceremony will be celebrated by the whole world. This is a grand ceremony for the whole world raised by the King. I should not interrupt at this time to disturb the king's prosperity, but the situation is urgent and I have to report this matter."

"Oh? What is Meng Qing's talent? Just say it." Ying Zheng smiled.

Taking a deep breath, Meng Ao slowly spoke.

"Reporting to your Majesty, in recent days, Zhao and Chu have repeatedly led their armies to invade our Daqin border. In just five months, several cities have been on the verge of crisis, and large numbers of people have been displaced."

"The two kingdoms of Zhao and Chu have excellent soldiers and horses, but the ministers are unfamiliar with their strategies and may not be able to compete with them. However, the second man in the army has no intention of retreating and is still capable of fighting."

"I wonder if your Majesty is willing to take over the military power and lead the army in person?"

silence.

Unimaginable silence.

As soon as these words came out.

Almost all the loud noises disappeared.

Even the musician who was playing the music trembled visibly, and the originally smooth music became chaotic for a moment.

Everyone looked at Meng Ao in disbelief.

Quanyang Jun and Zhao Ji narrowed their eyes instantly!

The chill passed away in a flash, but eventually disappeared!

And many people from the Six Nations widened their eyes in horror! !

What does it mean?

Let Ying Zheng take over the military power? !

A personal expedition?

this.

Are they crazy?

You must know that in the Qin State today, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang have taken charge of all the political power!

Even the military power has been controlled for most of it. Basically, their figures are stationed in many armies in all counties and counties!

Now Meng Ao's remaining military power has been exhausted, and only twenty-three-tenths are left!

The situation is so obvious, why does he still want to help Ying Zheng? ?

Many civil and military officials of Great Qin were also shocked, and suddenly some people suddenly raised their heads and shouted angrily!

"absurd!"

"How can the king, who has a body of thousands of gold, be able to command and conquer at will?"

"Meng Ao, don't mention this matter again!"

"Zhao and Chu led their armies to invade? Since the last five months, there has never been such a war. How can there be any talk of war!"

Although the military power in Meng Ao's hands is not too much, if Ying Zheng really takes control, it will definitely be a troublesome matter!

You must know that Meng Ao's Meng Family Army is definitely one of the top combat forces in Great Qin!

These Meng family troops are all fierce soldiers who follow Meng Ao in all directions. Basically, every one of them is the best among the best, and they are absolutely loyal to Meng Ao. They cannot be taken by force at all!

In order to recruit this elite of the Qin Dynasty, even Prime Minister Lu and Empress Huayang personally went to persuade him!

But Meng Ao has the temperament of a stinking stone and refuses to give up military power no matter what, but at this time he is actually willing to give military power to Ying Zheng? !

How is this possible? !

A minister stood up, bowed to Ying Zheng, then turned around and scolded Meng Ao: "The envoys from Zhao and Chu are here at this time. Can you ask them if there is a war on the border?!"

Faced with the accusations from many Qin ministers, the envoys of Zhao and Chu laughed and spoke with the mood of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.

"Reporting to the King of Qin, my country, Zhao, has never sent troops. The two countries of Zhao and Qin have regarded peace as the most precious thing since ancient times."

"Reporting back to the King of Qin, my country of Chu is also like this. I have never sent troops because peace is the most precious thing."

Hearing this, many Qin ministers glared at Meng Ao.

"Meng Ao, you deceived the king and actually tried to deceive the king into going on a personal expedition. This is a serious crime!"

Ministers one after another impeached Meng Ao one after another, crazily accusing him of various charges.

Faced with all this, Meng Ao said nothing, but still bowed to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng was also watching all this with a smile, but when he looked at the admonishing ministers, a murderous intent that no one could see flashed through his eyes.

And just when everyone was criticizing Meng Ao, murderous intent gradually began to boil in Meng Tian and Meng Yi's eyes.

A peaceful voice sounded again.

This voice was not loud, but it carried an indescribable power. Just by its appearance, it calmly drowned out all the sounds of crusade.

"There is indeed a war between Zhao and Chu."

"Wei Chen can testify."

Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look.

Wang Jian stood up.

He has a tall figure and a handsome face. He is about forty years old. His sword eyebrows are sheathed. He is very heroic. He is dressed in a Confucian robe but has a long sword around his waist.

Behind him, young Wang Ben stood up without saying a word.

He was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was just like his father, but he actually carried two short spears in his hands.

Weiwei surrendered his hand to Yingzheng, and Wang Jian said respectfully: "Reporting to your Majesty, Weiwei can testify for General Meng that there are troops from Zhao and Chu."

"Please also ask the king to recruit the troops of the Mongolian generals and ministers to sweep them away."

As soon as these words came out, a faint chill suddenly spread in the hall!

Compared to Meng Ao's words, Wang Jian didn't speak much. His black hair was disheveled and he wore a white robe without any wind. His tone was respectful and gentle from beginning to end. Wang Ben behind him also bowed slightly, full of gentleness and courtesy.

But among all the people present, not even the envoys from the six countries and people from hundreds of schools of thought, no one dared to look down upon this man! !

Wang Jian!

Meng Ao!

There is no one among the two strongest generals in Da Qin!

Now they all have come forward? !

Are these two crazy?

What's the use of helping King Qin now?

So what if Qin Wangzheng is a genius?

The current situation is already obvious! !

Not to mention the people from the Six Nations, when they saw this scene, even Zhao Ji and Quanyang Jun frowned, with a chill in their eyes! !

Meng Ao and Wang Jian controlled about 40% of the military power of the Qin Dynasty, and they were undoubtedly the strongest troops. Each of them was an absolute loyalist.

If Ying Zheng really takes control of this force, it will not be a good thing for them!

At the banquet, they fell into a state of solemnity for a moment.

The people of the Six Kingdoms watched all this happily and wanted to watch a good show. If Wang Jian Meng Ao and Mrs. Lu Buwei Huayang fought, it would be a terrible start for them!

Especially the people from the Zhao and Chu kingdoms regretted it even more. If they had not been so honest in the past five months and had really sent troops, would Meng Ao Wang Jian have really fought with Mrs. Lu Buwei Huayang?

The hall was silent.

All Qin officials clenched their fists.

During the entire feast, only melodious tunes were played and sung.

Wang Jian and Meng Ao couldn't bow.

Wang Benmeng, Tian Mengyi also bowed.

The silent atmosphere lasted for a long time.

finally.

Ying Zheng broke the silence.

"Hahaha! Aiqing is worrying too much!"

"Today is a special day, so we won't talk about political affairs!"

He raised his glass, laughed and spoke!

"No matter what it is, let's talk about it another day!!"

As soon as these words came out.

Meng Ao's face instantly turned pale.

Wang Jian sat down again, picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

Meng Tian and Mengyi raised their heads and clenched their fists tightly.

Wang Ben looked indifferent and dropped the short spear at his feet.

Many officials in Da Qin let out a sigh of relief! !

Even Quan Yangjun and Zhao Ji also breathed a sigh of relief!

The people of the Six Nations were a little disappointed. The various schools of thought sighed lightly and shook their heads slightly.

Ying Zheng stood up, raised his glass, and spoke with a smile.

"Everyone!"

"Toast!"

"Drink together!"

"The Grand Qin Immortal Qin Ceremony has officially begun!"

As Ying Zheng finished speaking, the feast officially began! !

A pretty maid came from outside the palace, holding steaming food in her hands.

They put down the food, took out the candles, lit them gently for the many visitors, and warmed the wine.

The candlelight is dim.

The warm firelight illuminated the hall, and the warm light fell from the rooftop, filling the entire hall with a warm atmosphere, as if the previous scene did not exist at all.

The melodious music was played and sung again, and a stunning dancer entered the room and danced gracefully.

The bells and drums rang together, and the cauldron sounded melodiously.

A grand banquet started.

At this last banquet of King Qin, everyone had completely let go.

They drank and had fun, sang loudly, some magicians performed divination, madmen played drums, literati drank and composed poems, and monks wielded swords and danced.

One by one, the courtiers who surrendered to Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang gradually abandoned their awe of Ying Zheng and integrated into the banquet.

Rejecting the help of Meng Ao and Wang Jian, Ying Zheng has lost control of power.

But this is also a good thing.

At the very least, there won't be any bloodshed in Great Qin.

There is only one biggest loser today.

Maybe there will be two Qin generals.

Thinking of a happy place, there is laughter and laughter everywhere in Da Qin.

There were people constantly singing and building on top of the feast.

Hundreds of scholars from the six countries also came out and lobbied around Zhao Ji and Quanyang Jun for their own opinions.

All civil and military officials drank fine wine.

Pots of fine wine were constantly being drank and filled.

Many maids shuttled among the crowd, pouring wine for the many distinguished guests at the banquet.

The grand banquet was filled with laughter and laughter.

Everyone was raising their glasses and singing, enjoying a rare and prosperous feast among the seven countries.

Only Meng Ao, Wang Jian and a few others drank in silence without saying a word.

Above the main hall, Ying Zheng looked at all this with a smile and kept raising glasses!

Looking at Ying Zheng who was laughing and participating in the banquet, Wang Ben, the young man behind Wang Jian, felt unhappy, as if he was blocked by something.

He chewed the cooked mutton like wax.

He raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng laughing in the distance at the banquet. He took a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and wanted to step forward.

As a result, before he could get up, Wang Jian in front calmly drank a glass of wine and spoke.

"sit down."

Wang Ben's delicate face turned red. The young man gritted his teeth and resisted his father for the first time.

"But! Dad! We are already like this, why..."

"sit down."

Wang Jian spoke calmly again, put a small piece of mutton into his mouth, chewed it gently, and his phoenix-like eyes reflected the calmness in Ying Zheng's eyes in the distance.

"Not urgent."

"Just watch."

Wang Ben obviously did not have such terrifying insight as Wang Jian, just when he sat down helplessly and became restless.

Ying Zheng, who was on the throne, suddenly stood up with a loud smile, raised the bronze sword in his hand, filled the bottle with wine, and spoke to Meng Ao in the distance with a smile!

"Mr. Ao! This cup is for you!"

"As the General of the Qin Dynasty, you wield the power of the Qin Dynasty in all directions. Without your assistance to the ancestors of the past generations, the glorious and prosperous age of the Great Qin Dynasty would not exist today!"

Meng Ao, who was drinking wine, was stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, and hurriedly raised the wine glass in his hand: "Your Majesty has given me a reward. It is my good fortune that I can assist the previous kings."

Ying Zheng smiled, then raised the bronze wine glass and turned to Wang Jian.

"Qing Wei Zhang! This cup is for you!"

"With Wei Zhang in the Qin Dynasty, it will be like a tiger with wings! Without the assistance of Qing Wei Zhang, the Qin Dynasty would not have the grace to frighten the six countries today, and it would not have the foundation to conquer the six countries!"

Wang Jian's eyes sparkled instantly, he stood up and bowed respectfully, and drank a glass of wine in one gulp, "This is the honor of a humble minister."

Ying Zheng laughed and drank the glass in one gulp!

The next time came, Ying Zheng smiled again and toasted Quanyang Jun, Zhao Ji, and many famous ministers.

"Uncle! This cup is a tribute to you. Without my uncle's assistance, I would not have the capital to ascend the throne today!"

"Queen Mother! This cup is dedicated to you. It is the enlightenment and assistance of the orphan. I will take good care of you all the way!"

"This cup is dedicated to the Prime Minister of the country! It is the cornucopia of the Great Qin, sweeping across the remaining Zhou Dynasties and exalting the power of the Great Qin!!"

"This cup is dedicated to Empress Huayang! She is the star of Great Qin!"

Ying Zheng smiled, raised the wine glass in his hand, and dropped it to the ground.

Seeing this scene, many civil and military officials who were participating in the banquet below were stunned.

What's going on here?

Why did you suddenly say such strange things?

And when they later saw Ying Zheng spilling the wine glass in his hand on the ground, their expressions immediately became unsightly.

Spilling your drink on the floor is not a good move.

In the Qin Dynasty, this kind of benefit is an action that only people would do to pay homage to the dead.

But what does Ying Zheng mean now?

What is it insinuating?

Looking at the crowd below who were gradually frowning, Ying Zheng laughed.

"The world is vast and the years are vast!"

"In ancient times, I heard that God has a sky!"

He stood up and raised his bronze wine saucer.

"Since taking the throne, I have been searching for a way to ascend to heaven. After a long wait, I finally gained something in the years that do not belong to this era!"

Speaking slowly, Ying Zheng raised his head, his dark eyes gradually turning pure golden at some point.

The black and gold sleeves gradually swayed, and a terrifying wave gradually radiated from Ying Zhenghui's body!

He twisted his wrist, the wind roared, the spiritual sea in his body was filled with light, and the small ruins tower gradually emitted a dazzling light!

The next moment, infinite light filled the air, and a huge stone tablet suddenly appeared next to Ying Zheng!

This stone tablet is nine feet high, dazzling, and appears in the vast hall accompanied by the terrifying aura of heaven and earth!

Almost at the moment when the stone tablet appeared, all the Qin officials and Qi practitioners in the hall felt a clear connection.

Before they could recover, they were in front of their eyes!

The Qi practitioners brought by Zhao Ji and Huayang Jun appeared one after another in the Xian Qin Hall!

Some of them are standing on the main hall, some are standing in the skylight, and some are appearing in the banquet.

There were white-haired people and young heroes. They all widened their eyes in shock and looked at the stone tablet in front of Ying Zheng in disbelief!

But facing these uninvited guests, Ying Zheng seemed not to notice them at all.

He raised his wine saucer.

Smiling loudly.

"This object is called the [immortal stele]! It was obtained by the lonely god when he traveled to Taixu. It can connect the people and destiny of the lonely Qin. It can be conferred as the god of immortal Qin, establish the god of immortal Qin, and enjoy the worship of the whole country!"

"Today, I welcome all my dear friends and heroes from the Six Kingdoms to attend the Grand Ceremony of the Immortal Qin's Imperial Conferment!"

"Today's grand ceremony, I will use this stele to personally confer the title of Immortal to the gods of Qin and rank among the Immortal Class of Great Qin Gods!"

“Everyone celebrates!!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Zheng's pale golden pupils completely turned into brilliant gold, as if molten gold was flowing, and two big suns rose from behind him!

The faces of countless people attending the banquet changed wildly!

The next moment!

On that ancient Immortal Immortal Monument, all the energy in the sky exploded!

An extremely brilliant light suddenly bloomed on Taihua, and the vast fairy light covered the sun and the moon!

In ancient times, there was a list of gods, and now there is a monument to the great Qin Dynasty!

(End of chapter)