"Seven Nights, is this an immortal technique?"
Ying Zheng seemed to have returned to the time when he commanded the world and no one dared to disobey him.
"Reporting to Imperial Father, this technique is called the Floating Technique. As for whether it is an immortal technique or not, your son does not know.”
Ying Qiye didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either.
Ying Zheng did not believe this, but he did not pursue the matter any further.
Looking at Ying Qiye's expression, he knew that his seventh son was not that simple.
"Seven Nights, what do you think of Great Qin?”
Ying Qiye knew that his chance had come. As long as his answer could satisfy Ying Zheng, he would be able to step into the true core of power in the Great Qin Empire, and become the third Young Master of the Great Qin Empire, who would be on par with the Eldest Young Master Fu Su and the Eighteenth Young Master Huhai.
"The Great Qin Empire seems to be flourishing, but it is actually riddled with holes internally. The Xiongnu are eyeing it from the outside, and the remnants of the Six Nations and the Hundred Schools of Thought are hiding in the dark. To put it bluntly, if something happens to Father, the entire Great Qin Empire will fall apart in no time.”
Ying Qiye's words were bold. If it was anyone else who said it, the grass on their graves would be three meters tall.
"That's right. Tell me about your method of dealing with it.”
Ying Zheng didn't care about Ying Qiye's rebellious words. Instead, he continued to ask.
"Kill them."
Ying Qiye's words were concise and comprehensive, and his killing intent surged.
"En, do you know what you're saying?”
Looking at Ying Qiye, Ying Zheng seemed to see himself when he was young.
He was decisive and domineering.
"If you were given an army, how long would it take to wipe out the remnants of the Six Nations?”
"A mere remnant of the Six Nations can be destroyed with a wave of his hand.”
Ying Qiye had a confident look on his face and didn't put the remnants of the Six Nations in his eyes at all.
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Qiye and shook his head slightly. If it was really that easy to wipe out the remnants of the six dynasties, Great Qin would have done so long ago. Why would they have to wait until now?
Ding!
Mission released.
The dignity of Great Qin cannot be violated. Host, please go to the Mohist City of Traps and destroy the Mohist rebels.
[Mission Reward: Divine General Killing God Baiqi, Return of Ten Thousand Swords, Random Talisman X1]
Mission?
Ying Qiye's mind immediately became active. Originally, he had planned to ask Ying Zheng for instructions, so that he would be the one to wipe out the remnants of the six dynasties who were hiding in the dark. Now that he still had the system mission, he had to do it as soon as possible.
"Imperial Father, there is no land within the four seas, and there is no land without your subjects. Your son is willing to personally destroy the remnants of the six countries and return Great Qin to peace and stability.”
Ying Zheng stared at Ying Qiye with his burning eyes, and Ying Qiye met his gaze with a firm look, showing no intention of dodging.
However, in Ying Zheng's eyes, Ying Qiye was still too young, and he needed to be honed. Perhaps he would be able to take on the heavy responsibility of the Great Qin Empire in the future.
"How many troops do you want?"
Looking at Ying Qiye's confident expression, he thought about the mysterious floating technique he had just used. He must have some other tricks up his sleeve, so he decided to ask.
The reason why Great Qin could unify the world was not only because of the First Emperor Ying Zheng's personal ability, but also because of its military power.
"It's just killing some underground rats; there's no need to use Great Qin's elites. Your son alone is enough.”
Ying Qiye smiled and said mysteriously.
However, when Ying Zheng heard that Chen Ye did not want a single soldier, he immediately had a faint guess in his heart. He was afraid that Zhao Gao's accusation of Ying Qiye keeping a private army was true. Otherwise, where did he get the strength to destroy the Mohist City of Traps alone?
"Oh? It seemed that Qi Ye was very confident in his subordinates.”
Ying Zheng raised his dragon eyes, and a hint of dominance flashed across them.
When Ying Qiye heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Your son doesn't have a private army, but he has some tricks up his sleeve.”
Hearing that Ying Qiye still refused to admit that he was keeping a private army, Ying Zheng did not mind at all. He simply waved his hand and said.
"In that case, I'll give you a subordinate to ensure your safety.”
"Father, who is this person?"
Ying Qiye didn't care. Ying Zheng wanted to plant someone beside him, partly to protect his own safety, and more importantly, to see if there was really an immortal behind him.
"Zhang Han!"
Hearing the name Zhang Han, Ying Qiye was very satisfied with this man, and immediately said to Ying Zheng.
"Thank you, Imperial Father."
Qin Shihuang nodded.
Ying Zheng was very satisfied with Ying Qiye's performance. However, Zhao Gao, who was beside him, was very anxious.
His original plan to deal with Ying Qiye had actually become a stepping stone for him to ascend to the heavens.
How could Zhao Gao, who was selfish and had a deep desire for power, be willing to accept this?
"Your Majesty, the Seventh Young Master is young and I'm afraid he won't be able to take on such a great responsibility. I hope Your Majesty will reconsider.”
Zhao Gao knelt on the ground and advised loudly.
"Hmph, Zhao Gao, do your part. If there's a next time, I'll kill you without mercy.”
A murderous intent flashed across Ying Zheng's eyes, and his cold voice reached Zhao Gao's ears.
Zhao Gao, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help but tremble.
"This servant knows his mistake."
"Send the seventh young master back to his residence.”
"Summon Zhang Han to see me."
Ying Qiye and Zhao Gao took their leave first, and the other eunuchs also slowly left Xianyang Palace.
Soon, Zhang Han received the order and came to Xianyang Palace.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Zhang Han half-kneeled on the ground and bowed his head to greet Qin Shihuang. He was respectful and didn't dare to show any emotion.
"Get up and talk."
"Yes."
"From now on, I want you to protect the Seventh Young Master and report his every move truthfully.”
"Your humble servant obeys."
Qin Shi Huang nodded his head in satisfaction. He was very confident in Zhang Han's work, otherwise, he wouldn't have become the leader of the Shadow Secret Guards.
"You may leave now, and head to the Seventh Young Master's mansion as soon as possible.”
Zhang Han nodded and turned to leave. Xianyang Palace suddenly fell silent.
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