"Divination of Yiling?"
Everyone's expression was solemn.
Last time.
They worked together to divine Yiling.
All of them more or less suffered a backlash.
Moreover, the divination was blurry.
He couldn't deduce any clues about Yiling.
Donghuang Taiyi said solemnly,"
"This is His Majesty's will."
"His Majesty asked us to verify Xiaoyao Zi's divination.”
"We must do our best this time!”
Hearing this, the elders nodded with serious expressions.
The Yin-Yang School had once sworn an oath to the Dao of Heaven.
As long as it was His Majesty's instructions.
No matter what, they could not go against it.
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Qinling Mountains.
Mount Li.
Under the night sky.
The shadows of the mountains overlapped.
The outline of the mountain turned from shallow to deep.
It extended into the distance.
Faint moonlight shone down.
I stand on the mountain peak all night long.
He felt the gentle night breeze.
Wen Ning stood quietly behind him.
A moment later, Ying Changye tilted his head.”
"Do you think Imperial Father still remembers me?”
Wen Ning was slightly taken aback.
In his memories.
Young Master had always been decisive in killing.
There were very few moments where he showed his emotions.
After thinking for a while, he said,"Young Master."”
"His Majesty the Emperor must be thinking about you at all times.”
"It's just that due to some rules, I can't meet you for the time being.”
Hearing this, Ying Changye's lips curled into a smile.
Looking up at the moon in the sky, a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.
In the blink of an eye, thirteen years had passed.
In his memories.
That imposing figure was already so faint that it was almost transparent.
However, the one who usually did not smile and had a dignified expression.
However, he could only show a kind smile when he was facing her.
It became clearer and clearer.
Ying Changye was an orphan in his previous life.
He had never enjoyed any kinship.
After transmigrating.
The memories of his previous life had been sealed.
Until he entered the Imperial Tombs when he was seven years old.
Only then did he awaken together with the system.
However, it was during these seven years.
It became the happiest moment in Ying Changye's life.
This was the first time he had experienced the feeling of having a home.
His father, Ying Zheng.
He swept across the six directions and subdued the four seas.
He was in charge of the Qin country's million soldiers and ruled over the ten thousand miles of territory under the heavens.
He was the one emperor in history!
But in Ying Changye's heart.
He was only his father.
An ordinary father.
At the peak of Mount Li.
Ying Changye sighed.
Looking in the direction of Xianyang City, he seemed to be thinking about something.
At this moment.
"Dong dong dong"
The sound of heavy cavalry stomping on the ground came from the distant horizon.
Wen Ning's eyes focused, his gaze turning into a sharp sword that pierced through.
Wherever his gaze passed, the mountains and rivers could not be hidden.
Wen Ning smiled.
"Young master, Bai Qi has returned."
Ying Changye nodded.
"Mm."
"I wonder how the mission went?”
As he spoke, he looked at the horizon where dawn was about to break.
"Let's go. It's time to go back."
A moment later, in the tomb of the Imperial Tombs.
Baiqi said respectfully.
"Young Master, this mission was completed smoothly.”
"Just as Young Master expected, I only slightly pressured the Human Sect.”
"Several thousand of his disciples joined the Heavenly Sect. The Daoist Sect no longer exists.”
"However…"
Ying Changye raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
"But what?"
Baiqi paused.
He then told her about Xiaoyao Zi's divination.
"Hmm?"
Ying Changye frowned when he heard that.
He read in a low voice,"The Great Qin Empire is about to fall. Yiling?"”
"Haha…"
Ying Changye's expression turned cold.
"This group of thieves really don't want to give up on the Qin Dynasty.”
"This time, even Yiling is involved.”
"However, they are destined to be disappointed.”
At this point.
A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
"Because I won't be allowed to win against Changye!”
In the spacious tomb.
Ying Changye's voice echoed in the room.
Cold and emotionless.
At the same time, it was filled with a will that could not be disobeyed.
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Xianyang Palace.
Qilin Palace.
In front of the dragon table.
Ying Zheng was reading the mountain of memorials.
As the memorials of the officials from various places were read.
The expression on Ying Zheng's face grew colder and colder.
There was no other reason.
Within a day, 100 memorials were submitted.
Almost all of them had the same meaning:
People spread rumors that Qin would perish.
The people everywhere were panicking, and some even gathered together to start a riot.
They openly rebelled under the banner of restoring the six countries.
"Bang!"
Ying Zheng slammed the memorial in his hand onto the dragon table.
His face was cold as water, and his chest heaved up and down.
The leader of the Shadow Secret Guards, Zhang Han, trembled.
"Your Majesty, please calm down."”
Ying Zheng said coldly with a dark face.
"Zhang Han, have the Shadow Secret Guards investigated?”
"Where did these rumors spread from?”
Zhang Han nodded and said carefully.
"Your Majesty."
"As far as I know, there are dozens of forces spreading these rumors.”
"Two of them are extremely powerful and spread the fastest.”
"Oh?" Hearing this, Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Han.
"Those two forces?"
"The Mo family and the farmers!" Zhang Han replied.”
Hearing this, Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed.
A cold aura spread out from his body.
Mohism and farming.
The leader of the current anti-Qin forces.
They could be said to be the two hardest bones to pit.
The Mohists had built a city of traps in the mountains.
There were many traps, easy to defend but difficult to attack, indestructible.
As for the farmer family, they were the number one family in the world.
His influence was vast and his disciples were numerous, surpassing the hundreds of schools of thought.
The threat they posed to Great Qin was above that of the Mo family.
Ying Zheng stood up abruptly.
"Clang!"
He drew the Emperor's Sword from his waist.
His face was filled with unprecedented anger.
"Pass on my order, mobilize the army!”
"I want to go on a personal expedition…"
"Puff!"
Halfway through the order.
Ying Zheng's body shook.
He was so angry that he spat out blood and fainted.
"Your Majesty!"
Zhang Han hurriedly held Ying Zheng.
A figure quickly flashed out from the dark.
He came behind Ying Zheng and sent a stream of pure internal energy into his body.
After stabilizing Ying Zheng's injuries, he said to Zhang Han,""General Zhang Han, quickly summon the imperial physician."
"Yes, Mr. Ge Nia."
Zhang Han nodded repeatedly and hurriedly ordered the guards outside the hall.
"Summon the Imperial Physician!"
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