"Retreat."
Jiang Chen waved his hand. He originally wanted to activate the title of the One Emperor of the Ancient Era and shock the entire court.
At this moment, he stopped talking and swallowed all the words he wanted to say.
He had nothing more to say to these people.
The executioner's knife was the best way to talk to them.
If someone suddenly submitted after the title was activated, it would be disgusting if they had no choice but to stay.
The Tyrant Style wasn't a brainless killing style. There were still certain rules.
If he killed all the ministers who submitted to him, who would dare to obey him in the future?
As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, something even more outrageous happened.
Zhao Ping didn't even bother to bow. With a wave of his sleeve, he turned around and left in large strides.
Behind him, the ministers did not even glance at him, who was sitting in front of the throne. Instead, they followed closely behind Zhao Ping.
Before he left, someone even sneered at him and threatened him.
It seemed that the Prime Minister was the real monarch.
After everyone left, Jiang Chen held his forehead with his right hand and revealed a helpless expression.
Looking at it from a narrow perspective, the political situation in the Qin Country was probably much more complicated than he had imagined.
The entire Chaoyang Hall was almost empty, leaving only an old minister standing alone in the middle of the hall.
The old minister walked forward shakily.
He bowed deeply and said,
"Your Majesty, I have a memorial."
"Yes."
Jiang Chen looked interested.
This old man was called Di Xiaoxu. He was the only one with green luck among everyone. His loyalty was also the highest, reaching 70.
He still had a glimmer of hope for this person.
They couldn't just kill all the ministers.
However, whether or not he wanted to stay would depend on his performance. Jiang Chen would not blindly trust him based on luck and loyalty.
Di Xiaoxu pondered for a moment and said,"
"It is a good thing that His Majesty is determined to make the country prosperous, but he was too hasty. Today's test was a little impulsive.
Prime Minister Zhao Ping came from the Confucian Sect and was a branch descendant of the Zhao Family of the Kang Kingdom. His background was very deep.
Regardless of his background, his strength of the Second Stage of the Confucian Way was almost unmatched in the State of Qin.
Almost everyone in the court was his henchmen.
Even Great General Wang Ming was supported by him and listened to him.
Completely falling out with them would not be beneficial to the current situation.
I have a plan. I wonder if Your Majesty is willing to listen?”
Jiang Chen's spirit was slightly shaken. Finally, someone who looked reliable had come.
He asked directly,"
"He Ce?"
"First, pretend to show weakness and feign civility with them to protect the title of monarch. Then, secretly accumulate strength.
His Majesty could support his trusted aides and cultivate his own strength. At the same time, he could draw in and divide the forces of the Prime Minister's Estate.
Although Zhao Ping had many followers, he was greedy and short-sighted. Many people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak up.
When His Majesty had enough strength and Zhao Ping was deserted, he would find a suitable opportunity to attack and wipe them out. Then, he would have the power to rule the country.”
Jiang Chen fell into deep thought.
In all fairness, Di Xiaoxu was not wrong.
If he was still the weak and weak player from before, this strategy would indeed be the best way.
This was a game, but it was more realistic than any reality. In his previous life, there were many Overlord players who had failed.
However, it was precisely because he was right that Jiang Chen's heart was suddenly filled with monstrous anger.
"I am the monarch, but I have to show weakness to a minister and pretend to be polite with them. I have to turn a blind eye to what they have done in order to keep my title as the monarch? Only then could he continue to be the monarch?
Am I a monarch or a beggar on my knees?”
Seeing Jiang Chen's anger, Di Xiaoxu suddenly fell to his knees.
In the struggle for hegemony, kneeling was a great ceremony. Unless it was a very important moment, even if the ministers met the monarch, they did not need to kneel.
But at this moment, Di Xiaoxu knelt down and knocked his head heavily on the ground.
His body trembled as if he was extremely terrified.
Only his attitude was firmer than before.
He raised his head and placed his hands on the ground. He gritted his teeth and said word by word,
"Yes, Your Majesty.
As long as there was life, there was hope.
At present, the safety of His Majesty was the most important thing to consider. Only when His Majesty was not threatened could he plan for the future.
"If Zhao Ping completely changes his face, then my Qin country really has no hope at all.”
Di Xiaoxu's face was filled with determination.
Honest advice was unpleasant to the ear, but he had to say it. If he didn't say it, it would be disloyalty.
However, just as he was filled with fear and waiting to bear the wrath of the monarch, he suddenly felt that the oppressive atmosphere had disappeared.
Jiang Chen's expression was calm and unperturbed. There was no longer any anger from before.
The corners of his mouth even curved into a faint smile as he said indifferently,
"You're not bad, but…"
"Hmm?"
Di Xiaoxu looked surprised. He had just raised his head when he suddenly felt a monstrous power appear above his head.
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