The rest of the officials also started whispering.
"That's right. The scholarly faction is not to be underestimated. Even if you want to punish them, you can't be so rash!”
"This time, the hundreds of thousands of Confucian scholars will definitely be dissatisfied with the court. The consequences will be unimaginable!”
"They're just a bunch of pedantic scholars; do you think Great Qin will let them be?”
"This is a reckless move!"
"You're the one with soft bones!"
Soon, all the officials in the royal study were arguing with each other.
At this moment, a cold snort suddenly came from the dragon throne.
The civil and military officials who were quarreling hurriedly closed their doors and retreated.
The First Emperor's authority was absolute in the court. No one dared to provoke him.
Even Zhao Gao, Li Si, and Wang Wan were no exception.
"Empty arguments are useless!"
"Zhang Han, go prepare the carriage. I want to leave the palace and take a look personally!”
"All of you continue to work and are not allowed to leave your posts without permission!”
Ying Zheng's eyes were cold and stern as he swept his gaze across the group of important ministers. Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads, none of them daring to look at the First Emperor in the eye.
In their hearts, they were guessing the intentions of the First Emperor.
This was the first time that a high-ranking official had truly remembered the name Ying Changfeng.
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Xianyang City, Caishikou.
When Ying Zheng and Zhang Han arrived in plain clothes, several streets nearby were already crowded with people who had come to watch the show. At a rough glance, there were at least ten thousand people.
The hundreds of bailiffs in the Internal History Office tried their best, but they could barely create an interrogation space that was hundreds of meters wide.
"Your Highness, why don't we change the time and place?”
Nesten, who had rushed over, could not help but smile bitterly when he saw the increasing number of people.
"Why, are you afraid, Lord Internal Secretary?"
"If I remember correctly, it is the duty of the internal history office and the magistrate of Xianyang to maintain the peace of Xianyang City and arrest criminals.”
"Now that the internal historian's office is not doing its job properly, I will help you deal with it.”
Ying Changfeng said coldly.
"Yes, sir!"
Neishi Teng felt uncomfortable under Ying Changfeng's fierce gaze, so he hurriedly cupped his hands and bowed.
Ying Changfeng was right-these Confucians had broken countless laws and should have been captured long ago.
In any case, most of the people had already been killed by Young Master Changfeng. With Young Master Changfeng at the front, what was there to be afraid of?
Hardening his heart, the blood and energy that Neishteng had honed on the battlefield in the past was once again stimulated. He led a group of prison runners to begin the interrogation.
"Your Majesty, do you want it?"
On the other side, Zhang Han was also blocked by the sea of people. He looked at the First Emperor and asked if he wanted to show his identity.
With such a large crowd, it was impossible to protect the First Emperor and squeeze out a path without revealing his identity.
"No need, just find a high place!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand and said with the same cold expression.
As the First Emperor of Great Qin, Ying Zheng was naturally very clear about how lively the people were. However, the First Emperor was very interested in how his son, Ying Changfeng, was going to climb up the ladder.
Judging from the current situation, this son of his still had some methods in doing things. Although it was unexpected, it might not be that he had already planned it out.
Besides, he was doing this for Great Qin and for his father, Ying Zheng, so he did not want to reprimand them too much.
Anyway, he had already done what he wanted. As long as Ying Changfeng could achieve his goal, the First Emperor didn't mind helping Ying Changfeng clean up the mess.
The First Emperor had absolute confidence in this.
As long as he was alive, Great Qin would not fall into chaos.
On the other hand, the lack of successors was Great Qin's biggest problem.
Although Eldest Young Master Fusu was known for his kindness, he was indecisive and soft-hearted.
The First Emperor had sent Fu Su to the Confucians to study, hoping to learn from the other schools. However, he was brainwashed by the Confucians and openly advocated the restoration of the enfeoffment system in the court, shaking the foundation of the central power system set by the First Emperor!
A Young Master like this clearly did not have the ability to control the massive Great Qin Empire.
Although the Second Young Master Jiang Lu had some strength, he was just a boorish man. He was brave but not resourceful. He could be a general but not a commander, let alone the ruler of a country!
Although the Eighteenth Young Master Huhai had performed well in all the previous assessments, the First Emperor felt that this child lacked courage. To put it bluntly, he was not cut out to do great things!
On the contrary, Ying Changfeng's performance this time had given Ying Zheng a new hope.
It was absolutely impossible for a person who could shock the world without extraordinary courage and methods.
"Where is the justice, where is the justice!"
"The descendant of a sage is actually being humiliated in public like this. Is there any justice or law in this world?”
"As expected of the Violent Qin. Such tyrannical behavior is completely infuriating!”
"The heavens should quickly send down their punishment and take care of such a cruel and unreasonable person like Young Master Changfeng!”
In the middle of the crowd, a few Confucian scholars who had squeezed to the front with great effort saw the miserable appearance of their fellow sect members being interrogated and immediately grabbed their heads on the ground, crying and cursing.
"The heavens have no eyes!"
"Such a tyrant, such a tyrannical young master, can actually do whatever he wants. If this goes on for a long time, what kind of justice and survival will there be in this world?
A fatuous ruler, a tyrant!"
The other Confucian Sect members, who had been holding back for a long time, saw that someone had taken the lead and began to cry.
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