"Trash! You're all trash!"
A stern and angry rebuke reverberated throughout the entire Qilin Palace.
The officials lowered their heads and sat on the praying mats, not daring to make a sound.
Ying Zheng stood on the nine-step dragon platform, glaring at the officials below.
Anger made his breathing rapid and heavy.
It was just the beginning of spring!
They were the remnants of the Xiongnu and the Six Nations.
This was just a small matter. More importantly, the various prefectures and counties were now in a mess.
They couldn't pay taxes.
Public security management was not good.
The commoners had no food to eat and no clothes to cover their bodies. Every day, they clamored to overthrow the violent Qin Dynasty.
The project that he had high hopes for had not only not been completed, but the resources needed to be invested were increasing day by day.
If this continued, Great Qin's situation would only become worse!
He looked around.
He had conquered thousands of miles of land, but now it was a mess.
What was he going to see?
Did he want to see all the mobs try to assassinate him?
He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart. He glanced around and said coldly,
"Where is Wang Yue?"
"Your subject is here!" The slightly plump old man stood up with the jade slip in his hand.
"Are all the preparations for this one's patrol ready?”
" Your Majesty, everything has been prepared, but…but…"
" Don't hesitate," Ying Zheng said coldly." Speak quickly!”
"Here!"
"Your Majesty, although the preparations for this patrol have been made, it is really difficult for the national treasury to continue with such a huge expenditure!”
"You know nothing!"
Ying Zheng waved his sleeve and said," Such a huge sum of money is for my trip to search for immortals. As long as I can get the secret medicine of the immortal technique of longevity, what's wrong with doubling it?"”
"At that time, I will be immortal, awe the world, and continue to expand my territory. Wouldn't all the money and food be at my fingertips?”
"This…"
Hearing Ying Zheng's words, all the officials looked at each other in dismay.
Everyone in the imperial court knew that His Majesty had been obsessed with immortality for a long time.
Although this was not a solution, whoever dared to persuade him would definitely not end up well!
"Father, how can you believe in something like immortality?”
Just as this thought rose in everyone's minds, a voice sounded from outside the Qilin Hall.
Hearing the contents of those words, many people's expressions changed.
Not only them, but Ying Zheng was also stunned for a moment before he flew into a rage.
"How dare you!"
"Who dares…"
"Imperial Father, don't be angry. It's not good to be angry and damage your body.”
As the voice interrupted Ying Zheng's scolding once again, a figure walked into the Qilin Palace unhurriedly.
Everyone looked over, and their faces instantly lost all color.
He was wearing a black dragon robe and a black crown.
He was dressed exactly the same as Ying Zheng, who was standing on the ninth-rank dragon platform!
Then, he looked at his face.
He was extremely young and handsome.
His pitch-black pupils shone with confidence and ambition.
"It's Gongzi Tuo!"
"How could it be him?"
"You came to the court in your dragon robe and crown and spoke rudely against His Majesty…This, this, this…"
"I heard that this Young Master Tuo had been exiled for a long time and only recently returned to the palace. Why is he so reckless the moment he returns?”
"Who knows? Maybe it's because he's full of complaints about being exiled. However, he definitely won't have a good ending today.”
……
The court was abuzz with discussion.
However, most people did not notice it.
There were many key figures among the officials, and they were not surprised at all when they saw Zhao Tuo's words and actions.
There was even a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.
Especially Meng Yi and Feng Quji, who were at the front.
This time, he looked down even more, as if he was waiting to watch a good show.
However, just because they could remain calm didn't mean that everyone could.
Just like Ying Zheng on the ninth dragon platform.
At this moment, his face was so dark that it was almost dripping with water.
"Zhao Tuo!"
"Do you know where this place is and when this time is?”
Facing Ying Zheng's question, Zhao Tuo nodded calmly.
"Of course I know. This is the Qilin Hall of Xianyang Palace.”
"Then do you know that the clothes you're wearing…"
"Of course I know. You don't really think I'm stupid, do you?”
Zhao Tuo put his hands behind his back and smiled."Black water dragon robe, black tasseled crown. This is the emperor's attire, and only the Great Qin Emperor can wear it.”
Hearing Zhao Tuo's words, Ying Zheng's face turned even darker.
"Since you know about this, it's enough to show that you're not crazy or crazy.”
"Clang!"
With a loud bang, Ying Zheng overturned the table in front of him, pointed at Zhao Tuo angrily and shouted,"
"Speak!"
"What are you doing today?!!”
"Could it be…that ten years of exile isn't enough? Are you going to rebel against the heavens?"
Ying Zheng's fury was like a tangible raging flame, spreading throughout the imperial court.
It carried a vigorous aura that was enough to swallow up the six countries. It suppressed the important officials in the court so much that they could not straighten their backs and breathe.
However, he looked at Zhao Tuo again.
At this very moment, facing such an imposing manner, he was like a refreshing breeze, smiling as he looked straight at Ying Zheng.
"Imperial Father, your son came here this time, or rather, returned to the palace this time, because I have a request.”
"Now that father is old and sick, so…"
"Imperial Father, please abdicate the throne!”
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