At night, in Zhangtai Palace,
Today's Zhangtai Palace has changed from the dull and majestic atmosphere of the past. The palace is brightly lit with candles. There are hundreds of tables placed on both sides of the main hall. The tables are already filled with fine wine and delicacies. Behind each table stands someone. Wearing a beautifully dressed maid.
On the left and right sides of King Qin's throne at the top are tables and tables.
At this time, accompanied by a melodious bell ringing,
Civil servants and military generals walked into both sides of the palace one after another. After a while, almost all officials were seated.
Sitting first among the generals on the right is the gray-haired general Meng Ao, who has experienced three generations.
Behind Meng Ao is Wang Jian, who has made great achievements among the current generals.
Wang Jian looked at the magnificent scene of Zhangtai Palace tonight and felt an unusual atmosphere. With his keen mind, he guessed that something big might happen today.
The first among the civil servants on the left naturally belongs to Lu Buwei, but Lu Buwei still has not arrived until now, causing all the civil servants to discuss in low voices.
"Brother Zhang, why do you think the king suddenly held a big banquet?"
"Brother Li, have you seen the seat next to the throne? Maybe the Queen Mother will be here tonight. Maybe the King has something to announce."
"Brother Zhang, why are there two desks next to the King? One belongs to the Queen Mother, but who does the other belong to?"
The official lowered his voice and whispered, "Maybe it's for the eunuch Lao Ai who was recently named Marquis of Changxin by the Queen Mother."
"Then the pickled guy will also be placed above me?" Another official said in an angry tone.
The official wanted to say something else, but the eunuch outside the door shouted loudly:
"Your Majesty has arrived~"
At this time, Ying Zheng, dressed in a dark golden dragon robe and wearing a bejeweled crown, walked in slowly.
The hall suddenly became quiet, and all the officials' eyes fell on Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng walked up the steps slowly and walked step by step to the black throne that symbolized the highest royal power.
Ying Zheng turned around, with a calm but calm expression on his face, he waved his sleeves and robe, and sat upright on the throne.
At this time, all the officials stood up and bowed their heads and said:
"I see you, Your Majesty. Your Majesty will last for ten thousand years! Great Qin will last for ten thousand years!"
Ying Zheng's majestic eyes swept across all the officials present and said calmly:
"Everyone loves you."
The ministers sat back on their seats, and Ying Zheng glanced at the empty seat on the left.
His face was calm and he said:
"Why hasn't Prime Minister Lu come yet? Do you know where Prime Minister Lu is?"
All the ministers looked at each other in shock, and no one came out to answer.
At this time, the eunuch's voice sounded again outside the palace:
"Prime Minister Lu Buwei came to the palace to pay homage."
Lu Buwei, dressed in a white brocade robe, slowly walked into the hall. Facing Ying Zheng's condescending gaze, he calmly bent down and cupped his hands:
"I am late because of my inconvenient legs and feet. I hope your Majesty will forgive me."
There was no sadness or joy on Ying Zheng's face. He looked at Lu Buwei with an unwavering look and said:
"In that case, Prime Minister, please take a seat."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Lu Buwei's lowered eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. This test didn't seem to reveal anything.
He sat down at the first place on the left, and Ying Zheng remained silent after that, as if he was waiting for something.
Finally, the eunuch's voice sounded outside the door again,
"The Queen Mother has arrived, and Changxin Hou Lao Ai entered the palace to pay homage to her."
Lao Ai, who was dressed in brocade clothes, supported Zhao Ji, who was wearing red robes, and walked towards the main hall.
Even the robe could not hide Zhao Ji's plump and plump body, and her charming face still had a trace of the majesty of the Queen Mother.
Zhao Ji walked straight to the left side of Ying Zheng. At this time, Ying Zheng said calmly:
"Mother, this is not your seat. Your seat is on the right side."
In the Qin State, the left is respected, and as Queen Mother Zhao Ji, she should sit on the left side, but Ying Zheng asked her to sit on the right side.
The ministers below looked at each other, and Lu Buwei also had a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Zhao Ji stopped, stared straight at Ying Zheng's resolute face like a knife with a pair of captivating phoenix eyes, and said coldly:
"Zheng'er, what did you say?"
General Ying Zheng repeated what he said before:
"This is not your place, Queen Mother."
Listening to Ying Zheng's firm words, Zhao Ji's pretty face showed a hint of sullenness at first, and then the sullen look on her face was replaced by a sad look.
Zhao Ji said in a soft tone: "Zheng'er has grown up, and the queen is no longer useful to you. It doesn't matter, it's because the queen doesn't see her current identity clearly."
With that said, Zhao Ji was about to sit on the right side, but Ying Zheng looked at her calmly. Zhao Ji stiffened, and finally sat on the right side.
Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng with resentful eyes. She wanted to see who else in the Qin Kingdom was qualified to sit in that position besides her.
"Zheng'er, why don't you arrange a seat for Marquis Changxin?"
Ying Zheng glanced at Lao Ai and said calmly:
"Since Marquis Changxin serves you, my queen mother, I should naturally stand behind you so that I can serve you at any time."
Lao Ai's expression changed, and she wanted to get angry, but looking at Ying Zheng's eyes as deep as the abyss, she still held back, and stood beside Zhao Ji sullenly.
Zhao Ji looked at Ying Zheng with even more complaints in her eyes. Beating a dog depends on the owner. Ying Zheng's words obviously disrespected her.
Lu Buwei was secretly shocked at this time. In the past, Ying Zheng was always very respectful to Zhao Ji, and he also adopted a tacit attitude towards various behaviors of Chang Xinhou. Why is he so tough today?
He felt vaguely uneasy.
Ying Zheng stood up, looked at the Qin ministers below with his hands behind his hands, and said in a calm tone:
"I know that you must be very curious about who the seat next to me is reserved for. Next, you will know."
A hoarse and deep voice also sounded outside the palace gate at the right time:
"The bad handsome man Tian Anxing has met King Qin."
Everyone looked around and saw a tall and strong figure walking into the hall.
Wearing a dark blue civil and military robe, dark silver armor covered the upper body, a black and red horizontal sword Tanlang hung on his waist, a fine iron hat on his head, and his face was covered by a scarlet Shura mask.
The moment Ying Ziqing walked in, a strong wind seemed to rush into the hall, his robes rustled, and his right hand rested on the Greedy Wolf Sword at his waist.
He seemed to be surrounded by a terrifying power and terrifying murderous aura.
Wang Jian looked at Ying Ziqing with a look of horror in his eyes. Such murderous intent made him seem to see the mountain of corpses and sea of blood behind him.
Lu Buwei also had a gloomy expression on his face. He had heard a little bit about this person. His martial arts could reach the top of the mountain. He had been in trouble in South Korea. How could he appear here?
Could it be that an uncertain idea flashed through Lu Buwei's mind.
