Ying Tian would never believe that all these people had been killed.
Although Meng Yi was a civil official, he had made his fortune on the battlefield and became a civil official later.
Not to mention, Wang Ben, the Marquis of Tongwu, was chasing after the First Emperor with his army.
"I have to find an opportunity to study this matter and dig out these people.”
Ying Tian murmured in a low voice, secretly memorizing this matter in his heart.
It wasn't that he didn't want to pursue the matter now, but he couldn't get away at the moment.
If he didn't get rid of Zhao Gao and the remnants of the Six Nations, who knew if he would be assassinated?
"Sleep!"
Ying Tian threw the pile of memorials under the table into the fire, then fell asleep.
He did not want to end up like his father, dying suddenly.
The next morning.
Ying Tian's eyes were hazy. He washed his face, then casually picked up the bowl and drank a mouthful of soy milk.
At the end of the horizon, the sun appeared and gradually revealed a hint of white.
"Your Majesty!"
Wang Li had already gathered his men here, and each of them was filled with killing intent.
Today was the day that Zhao Gao would return, and also the day that Ying Tian and the civil and military officials had agreed to watch the show.
"What are you doing up so early? Is that bastard Zhao Gao really worth such a big effort?”
"Brothers, sit down and eat. Don't stand on ceremony. We're all on the same side.”
Ying Tian didn't even raise his head as he drank his soy milk and said in a muffled voice.
Instantly.
Wang Li's face couldn't help but tremble.
The Ninth Young Master was still as unconventional as ever.
"What are you looking at? Didn't you see that His Majesty asked you to drink soy milk together? Ha!"
Wang Li shouted and jumped onto the stool. He picked up a bowl of soy milk and drank it.
The soldiers could not help but look at each other, but they did not dare to do so.
After the time for an incense stick to burn.
After finishing his breakfast, Ying Tian looked at his precious potatoes and sweet potatoes, then brought a large group of soldiers to the city wall.
It was already packed with people, and all the civil and military officials were gathered here.
Outside the city gate.
A huge war chariot could be seen from a distance.
Four burly men carried the palanquin on their shoulders, their eyes filled with ferocity.
Zhao Cheng was wearing a black robe. He had his hands behind his back and his face was cold.
"Your Majesty, I suspect that there's a trap. Zhao Gao only brought a hundred or so people with him, and there's no sign of the remnants of the six dynasties in the surroundings.”
Wang Li lowered his voice, and his eyes turned as he vigilantly scanned his surroundings.
With a snap of his fingers, a few soldiers immediately surrounded Ying Tian.
No one could guarantee that Zhao Gao's assassins were not among the people around them.
Once something happened to Ying Tian, he would be finished.
Suddenly.
In front of the palanquin, a maid with skin as fair as jade carefully opened the curtain.
The other maid was kneeling on the ground like a human stool.
Zhao Gao trembled as he walked out of the palanquin. His face was calm.
He raised his head and swept his gaze around. When he saw Ren and Ying Tian, his gaze became extremely sharp.
"Ninth Young Master, I am the official of the Zhongche Prefecture personally conferred by the First Emperor. You slandered me with a single word of disagreement and even claimed that I harmed the former emperor.”
"What a joke. I'm the Prefect of the Zhongche Prefecture, but I'm not qualified to enter Xianyang City!”
Zhao Gao held his head high and puffed out his chest. His voice was cold as he stared straight at Ying Tian.
Although they were far away, he could not hide the anger in his heart.
At this moment, he suddenly felt hatred.
He hated himself for making Ying Tian his puppet when he tampered with the imperial edict.
If he hadn't made Ying Tian his puppet, perhaps none of this would have happened.
"That's right. Eldest Brother was personally conferred the title by the late emperor when he was still alive, and he was also bestowed the Mystic Bird Sword by the late emperor.”
Zhao Cheng roared.
Clang!
He pulled out the sword at his waist.
This item was called the Xuanniao Sword, and it was given to Zhao Gao by Qin Shihuang more than ten years ago.
Great Qin's totem was the Mystic Bird, which was enough to show how important this sword was.
As soon as he said that, the eyes of all the officials on the city wall focused.
On the first day Ying Tian ascended the throne, he killed Yan Le and Zhao Wu.
The next day, he raided the entire Zhao family.
At first, they thought that it was to establish their might, but now they realized that something was wrong.
Something seemed to be missing…
Evidence!
Everyone suddenly realized that there was no evidence!
From the beginning to the end, the Ninth Young Master had never failed to produce evidence of Zhao Gao's rebellion.
Instantly.
Someone turned to look at Ying Tian with a complicated expression.
"To be honest, the real imperial edict was written to let the Eldest Young Master help Su ascend the throne, but it was tampered with by someone and changed to the Ninth Young Master.”
"Ying Tian, I'm afraid that all of this is just an act you put on. Don't tell me you still don't plan to execute me?”
"Humph! I'm not afraid to tell you that Eldest Young Master Fu Su has already led 300,000 troops back to the capital. How long can you hold on?”
Zhao Gao smiled coldly, looking as if he was certain that he would win. There was no worry at all.
It was as if he was the one in the leading position and not Ying Tian.
"My fellow colleagues, if your cultivation is to be deceived by this child, then the Zhongche Prefecture Magistrate and I were attacked more than ten times on our way back. The mastermind is this child!”
"His goal was to prevent us from coming back to uncover the truth. Fortunately, my brother and I were lucky enough to escape all the way back.”
Zhao Cheng chimed in from the side.
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