"Master, there is a rumor spreading in Xianyang that the king is about to order Old General Bai to die.”
When Ying Rui and Wei Liao's plan was about to come to an end, Zhang Han, who was in charge of the Black Ice Platform North Branch, walked over quickly.
Great Qin's Black Ice Platform was not completely unified. It was split into four branches, one in the east, one in the west, one in the north, and one in the south. Each branch had a different responsibility, and no one had been able to manage the entire organization.
"Just now, this Young Master and Mister Wei were talking about Old General Bai.”
Ying Rui did not find it strange when he saw his capable subordinates looking rather anxious. The God of Killing Baiqi was practically a big role model in the army.
There was no need to talk about Great Qin's territory. Among the other six countries, which one of them did not hate and fear it? This was also one of the reasons why they had protected Bai Qi.
"Master, I have a presumptuous request. Save Old General Bai, even if you demote him to a commoner.”
The God of Slaughter was about to face the fate of death. Zhang Han couldn't stand it anymore. He gritted his teeth and took a few steps forward.
Persuading the king was not a joke. At the very least, he would be grounded in the mansion and not allowed to enter or leave. At the very least, he would lose the right to inherit the throne. The price was heavy.
"Old General Bai risked his life for Great Qin, so he shouldn't be in such a miserable state in his later years.”
Just like what they had discussed before, they had to protect Great Qin's God of Slaughter. Ying Rui's expression immediately became serious.
"On behalf of Old General Bai and all the members of the North Branch of the Black Ice Platform, I hereby thank you for your great kindness.”
As he spoke, Zhang Han knelt down on one knee and expressed his deep gratitude with high etiquette. At the same time, he also had a high degree of respect for his Lord.
"It's still the same thing. Old General Bai shouldn't have been so miserable in his later years.”
There were many generals like Zhang Han, and it was a good time to try and rope them in. Ying Rui waved his right hand slightly.
In truth, even if no one complained about this injustice, Great Qin's God of Slaughter would definitely save them.
"If Old General Bai knew about this, he would be incredibly touched. Great Qin has such a young master from the royal family.”
Zhang Han clenched his fists tightly when he heard the affirmative reply. He silently swore an oath to follow his master without regrets even if he died.
"Originally, it was a matter of taking advantage of the situation, but Master cleverly used it in exchange for Zhang Han and the North Branch of the Black Ice Platform to pledge their loyalty.”
" There might even be unexpected gains. The entire southern branch that Old General Bai once controlled might be able to obtain their direct surrender.”
Thinking about the power that could control half of the Black Ice Platform, Wei Liao looked at Zhang Han, who had sworn his loyalty to him, and sighed at his lord's methods of winning people's hearts.
“………”
In the heavily guarded Duowang Palace, the fourth generation Yu Lie, King Zhaoxiang of Qin, Ying Ji, was facing a huge problem that would affect the unification of the country.
"Sigh, I wonder if there is anyone among the royal family's young masters who can understand my true intentions.”
Ying Ji, who used to be a mighty lord, was already old. It was not difficult to hear a trace of sorrow in his sigh.
It would be a lie to say that Bai Qi, who had repeatedly disobeyed orders, did not have any killing intent. Otherwise, he would not have tacitly agreed to the spread of the rumors.
However, the more important role was to see if he could lure out a qualified heir and seize this opportunity to be released.
"Now it seems that the descendants of our Ying royal family are a little lacking.”
If he couldn't find an acceptable successor, it meant that the great cause of unification would be delayed. To Ying Ji, this was his only obsession before he died.
His ancestor, Duke Xiao of Qin, won Quliang, and King Huiwen of Qin won Si. Which one of them was not a dragon among men? Which one of them was like a sickly mediocre second son?
Therefore, until now, the matter of the Eastern Palace Crown Prince had not been established. It was because they could not find a qualified successor.
"Your Majesty, Young Master Rui is outside the hall.”
Just as Ying Ji was fretting over the unification of the country, a eunuch asked for instructions.
"Xuan…"
When he heard that a royal grandson had come, Ying Ji immediately became spirited. Perhaps it was because of Baiqi, so he didn't even think about it.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After obtaining the King's approval, the eunuch passed the message to Ying Rui, who was outside the palace.
"Rui 'er greets grandfather."
After entering the hall, Ying Rui stopped halfway through his sentence.
"Here, there is only the identity of grandfather and grandson, there is no king, Rui 'er need not be so polite.”
Ying Ji had a head full of white hair. He looked like a kind old man and was quite amiable.
However, from his pair of extremely sharp old eyes, there was an aura of a king that could not be offended.
Yes, Grandfather."
As he spoke, Ying Rui followed the etiquette set by the palace and sat down on the right side.
"Rui 'er, you've done well in the army these past few years. You've greatly promoted the traditions of our Ying royal family.”
Glancing at the royal grandson below, Ying Jibu wore a faint smile. He suddenly looked forward to today's conversation, wondering what he would say.
Among the princes and grandsons, Rui 'er was the one with the lowest background and also the one who lived up to expectations. He relied on his military achievements to rise from an ordinary soldier to the position of Zuo Shu Chang.
"Everyone in the Great Qin Dynasty values martial arts. As a member of the Ying Royal Family, you should set an example and not forget that your ancestors started off with martial arts.”
A country couldn't do without a martial spirit. It was equivalent to losing the drive to forge ahead. Ying Rui, who understood this logic, naturally felt that it was true.
In the original time and space, whether it was the Han Dynasty, which had fallen by force, or the Tang Dynasty, which had come to power, the whole country was full of martial arts.
Military strength was the foundation of economic prosperity, and it was the biggest prerequisite for becoming an empire. Otherwise, the outcome would be like the cowardly Song Dynasty that only had an economy.
"Rui 'er having such a realization is truly a rare sight. This is the descendant of my Ying royal family!”
Even though he admired what he had just said, what Ying Ji wanted to know more was what kind of surprise the following conversation would bring.
"Grandfather, I have something to say today. Old General Bai cannot be killed. He should not have ended up like this in his later years.”
Noticing his grandfather's gaze, Ying Rui understood the meaning behind it. He didn't continue reminiscing about the past and went straight to today's main topic.
"Rui 'er, do you know what you are saying?”
Hearing that it was really because of Bai Qi, Ying Ji was extremely happy. However, his face suddenly turned cold as he shouted.
"Grandfather, Old General Bai has fought countless battles in his life, weakening the elite armies of the various countries and laying the foundation for Great Qin to unify the world.”
"Furthermore, there was the Shang Jun (Wei Yang) case, we cannot let the tragedy repeat itself.”
The fact that he didn't chase her away meant that there was a chance. Ying Rui didn't have any worries and explained confidently.
No matter what happened next, he had to remain completely calm.
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