“... What do you think?"
Ying Zheng was stunned by Ying Hong's question.
His mother was from an ordinary family, and she had passed away at a young age. In the imperial court, not a single official had a close relationship with Ying Hong, let alone one who was close to him.
Under such circumstances, who else could teach Ying Hong to say such words?
The look on Ying Zheng's face softened a little, and he turned to ask the others what they thought of what Ying Hong had said.
"I agree with Gongzi Hong's opinion. Those who don't obey should be punished severely.
However, whether or not he should be directly executed, I think it should still be decided according to the law.”
Li Si, who had studied Confucianism before switching to Legalism, was the first to speak.
What Ying Hong had said only partially matched the Legalism's ideology, which was that in troubled times, heavy laws should be used.
However, no matter how heavy the law was, it also had to be based on evidence.
If he was killed without trial, then what was the point of the law?
Therefore, Li Si's answer was actually a retort to Ying Hong.
"Lord Li Si is right.
The reason why the six countries 'remnant citizens were called remnant citizens was because their original countries were no longer there, and Great Qin had replaced them.
"In that case, the survivors of the six countries are also Great Qin's citizens.
He should not use such cruel methods on his own people.”
After Li Si finished speaking, Meng Tian saw that Ying Zheng did not say anything, so she voiced out her opinion.
Unlike Li Si's euphemism, Meng Tian directly refuted Ying Hong.
"I don't know about the other Moon Goddesses, but the Yin-Yang School has always followed Great Qin and His Majesty's lead.
According to what Gong Zi Hong said, would the Yin-Yang School be killed?”
Zhang Han and Zhao Gao were both close ministers of Ying Zheng, while the other was the commander of the Zhongche Prefecture, who was also the head of the eunuchs.
The two of them did not have the right to comment on this matter, so they tactfully did not speak.
Just as everyone turned their eyes to Ying Zheng, waiting for his final verdict, the Moon Goddess, who had been forgotten by everyone, suddenly spoke.
"As long as they harm Great Qin, no matter who they are, kill them all!”
Ying Hong's eyes turned cold. Without waiting for his cheapskate father Ying Zheng to say anything, he answered the Moon Goddess's question with certainty.
To put it bluntly, Ying Hong did not care if you were from the Yin-Yang School or any other school. As long as you had second thoughts, he would kill you.
"You…"
"Alright, stop talking!"
The Moon Goddess glared at Ying Hong angrily, and was about to retort without thinking.
However, just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Ying Zheng.
"The survivors of the Six Nations, the Hundred Schools of Philosophy, and even if we don't count the martial arts experts, the number of ordinary people far exceeds hundreds of thousands.
You only want two thousand soldiers, aren't you a little too arrogant?”
Ying Zheng stopped the argument between Ying Hong and the others, and did not say who was right or wrong. Instead, he asked Ying Hongfa directly.
"It's enough!"
These three short words showed Ying Hong's confidence that victory was within his grasp.
"Hahaha...
Alright, I'll give you two thousand soldiers. I want to see how you'll use these two thousand people to clear out the bugs and ants in the empire.”
Ying Zheng threw his head back and laughed out loud. No one knew whether he was laughing at Ying Hong's extraordinary confidence or at Ying Hong's ignorance.
Not only Ying Zheng, but everyone else in the hall, except Ying Hong, did not believe that Ying Hong could eliminate all the enemies in the empire, both openly and secretly, with just two thousand men.
There was no need to talk about others. In the Bai clan, just the number of disciples under the farmer clan alone exceeded 100,000.
Moreover, these 100,000 people were not ordinary people. They more or less had martial arts or skills.
Two thousand against one hundred thousand, no matter how well-trained and powerful these two thousand were, they had no chance of winning.
In their minds, the reason why the Emperor had agreed to Ying Hong's request was probably because he wanted to teach Ying Hong a lesson, so that he wouldn't be like Zhao Kuo, who only knew how to talk on paper.
But then again, the fact that His Majesty had given Ying Hong two thousand soldiers showed how much His Majesty loved Ying Hong.
"Two thousand soldiers will be handed over to you today.
Ten days later, we will set off to capture the bandits."
After laughing out loud, Ying Zheng restrained his expression, waved his dragon sleeve, and set the time for departure.
"Yes!"
Everyone responded in unison.
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Ge Nia defected, Meng Tian personally led 20,000 Fire Cavalry to pursue him, and Gongzi Hong led 2,000 Palace Guards to assist Meng Tian and eliminate the rebels of the Great Qin Empire.
These three pieces of news first spread throughout Xianyang City within a day, and then quickly spread throughout the entire Great Qin territory.
......
Mohist City of Traps!
It was built by the Mohists over a hundred years and was known as the last paradise in the tyrannical Great Qin.
At this moment, in the City of Traps, the Mo Family tycoon and a few commanders were gathered together, discussing the news that had been spreading like wildfire for the past few days.
"Great Qin is doomed! Great Qin was truly doomed!
To let a sixteen-year-old youth lead 2,000 palace guards out to wipe out the so-called rebels like us?
Ying Zheng actually looked down on us like this. He's really going back in time!”
Master Ban, who was in charge of the Mo Family's mechanical arts, stroked his beard with his mechanical hand and sighed sincerely.
"A little brat with two thousand palace guards who haven't been to the battlefield for a long time, and he's threatening to wipe us out?
Was Ying Zheng's head kicked by a donkey?”
The big hammer, which was half-naked and covered in muscles, waved the iron lump in its hand like a tiger.
"No, no, no, His Majesty Ying Zheng thinks that we are all good-for-nothings. He only needs to send a child and some soldiers to deal with us.”
Thief Zhi shook his head left and right with a despicable expression.
"It shouldn't be!
Based on my understanding of Ying Zheng, he would never do such a stupid thing.”
The Mo family's giant, who was wearing a black robe and a bamboo hat, was thinking to himself.
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