"Does everyone have any objections to Lady Yu taking over?”
Ying Zimo sat down slowly.
His casual tone was as if he was talking about how much breakfast he had eaten.
However, the officials had already stopped their arrogance.
Shock, astonishment, and confusion occupied their hearts.
Yesterday, he was in the limelight, and he was the first favorite of the First Emperor, Zhao Gao.
Dead?
No wonder Zhao Gao didn't come. No wonder he said he would never come.
This person was already dead, how could he possibly come!
The Little Lord had actually killed Zhao Gao first!
The officials who had just spoken felt their scalps go numb. They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
Wang Jian was also so shocked that he could not speak. Even two tufts of his beard were pulled off.
After killing, he was calm.
It seemed like the Little Lord had this expression all the time, except when he was facing Princess Yinman and His Majesty.
At that time, he had already felt that Ying Zimo was not someone ordinary.
Now, it seemed that he had thought too conservatively of this child.
Not only did he not kill Zhao Gao on a whim, but he had even thought about who would take over. He had even drafted an edict to accept his fate.
"Understood!"
Yu Huatian half-knelt on one knee and accepted the edict.
The ministers were silent.
Was Zhao Gao an important official of the empire?
Why didn't he show any mercy when he killed?
They still felt like they were dreaming.
Zhao Gao, who held great power and was Young Master Huhai's teacher, died just like that.
And the one who gave the order to kill him was Ying Zimo, whom they thought was young and ignorant.
If this little devil was unhappy, would he kill them all?
"You!"
Huhai, who had already been dragged out of the hall, saw what was inside, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
However, Ying Zimo's black eyes looked over, and a hint of pity appeared in them.
What did he mean?
Even he had to be killed?
He felt his hands and feet go cold, and he didn't dare to say another word.
"Little Nineteen, you've really stirred up a big mess. I'll tell Imperial Father the truth about what happened today.”
Fu Su widened his eyes and said bitterly.
It wasn't that his heart ached for Zhao Gao.
In his eyes, Ying Zimo had been very obedient and sensible since he was young.
He had never expected that he would be so bold and reckless today, and his personality was so brutal.
Behind him, the officials from the Confucian school had planned to take over the role of assisting Ying Zimo and take over the power of governing the country.
He didn't dare to speak anymore.
"Sigh, killing an important official of the empire on a groundless charge is a great crime, young master.”
Li Si sighed.
"Today's actions have shocked everyone. Zimo knows his mistake.”
Ying Zimo's small face was full of sincerity. Dragging his long sleeves, he bowed and saluted.
This time, it was filled with killing intent, and the next moment, it was like an innocent child making a mistake and asking for forgiveness.
Immediately, the officials were at a loss.
For a moment, no one in the huge Qilin Hall spoke.
After all, Zhao Gao had just died, and no official dared to stand up for him.
If this matter didn't pass, the government would probably be paralyzed.
Wang Jian pondered for a moment before stepping forward.
He walked out from behind the ministers and asked in an old voice,"Nineteenth Young Master, why did you have to kill Lord Zhao?”
His prestige was the highest in the imperial court.
Moreover, Qin Shi Huang had instructed him not to stand by and do nothing.
Li Si sighed."
"It's already happened. It's too late to say anything else.”
"This matter should be reported to the eastern patrol team and let the First Emperor decide.”
"As for now, let's continue with the court meeting.”
As the Right Prime Minister, he naturally had to maintain the stability of the court.
Zhao Gao was already dead, so there was no point in saying anything more.
Before that, the royal court had to continue operating normally.
"When Imperial Father returns, Zimo will bear all the punishment.”
Ying Zimo gave the ministers another reassurance.
This matter was not beyond his control.
It was impossible for him to carry out the national policy alone.
With a way out, the officials followed suit and tactfully did not mention Zhao Gao's matter.
She just looked at Ying Zimo.
Bicker?
Investigate?
Could it be that he wanted to be like Zhao Gao and spill his blood on the spot?
Besides, they didn't dare to touch Ying Zimo.
If they wanted to deal with him, it could only be Qin Shi Huang. No matter how reckless Ying Zimo was, he couldn't lose even a hair in their hands.
Many people had their own thoughts in the court today.
But now, this thought was quietly hidden.
"Little Lord, are you really only eight years old? You call this eight years old?"
"He's clearly a little devil!"
Looking at Ying Zimo, who was sitting lovingly in front of the small table, everyone had the same thought.
"Alright, let's put this matter aside for the time being. What do you have to discuss?”
Ying Zimo didn't intend to explain.
Besides, this couldn't be explained!
Could it be that he had transmigrated and knew about Great Qin's fate? Even Brother Zheng wouldn't believe such words.
"Young Master, the north is suffering from a drought and it is autumn. The Xiongnu will probably plunder the border.”
"This subject also has something to report."
"The corvee for the construction of the Great Wall has already been prepared.”
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