When Zhao Gao saw Ying Ziye mercilessly nail Chunyu Yue to death in the main hall, his expressionless face had the attitude of watching a show.
First Emperor Ying Zheng had many sons, but Young Master Gao and Young Master Jiang Lu were not ambitious people.
Before the Ninth Prince Ying Ziye appeared.
The eldest son, Fu Su, had once been Huhai's biggest competitor for the Crown Prince's position.
Many times, Fu Su's priority was even higher than Huhai's.
If it wasn't for the fact that Fu Su was too benevolent and pedantic, and had his own beliefs in his heart that were difficult to control.
Zhao Gao might even support Fu Su on the issue of the heir apparent.
However, Zhao Gao knew that what he needed was a puppet emperor, a tool that could allow him to control the court and the martial world with the imperial decree.
Coincidentally, the mischievous Huhai who loved beauty was a good choice.
Over the years, under Zhao Gao's deliberate arrangements, Huhai, who was favored by the First Emperor, had the ability to compete with Fu Su.
Therefore, the Ninth Prince had a fierce conflict with Fu Su's faction on the first day of his reign.
Zhao Gao was very happy to see it.
At this moment, he and Huhai were both watching with the attitude of watching a melon.
The bigger the matter, the more advantageous it was for them.
However, he did not expect the Ninth Prince to throw the ball at him.
He asked himself if he was right or wrong to kill Chun Yuyue.
This made Zhao Gao a little dumbfounded.
You nailed Chun Yu Yue to the main hall just because his right foot stepped through the door first. Then, will you find an excuse to kill me if I answer wrongly?
To be honest, Zhao Gao was still a little scared.
After all, facing the Ninth Prince, Ying Ziye, who was like a crazy demon, not many people could remain calm.
Moreover, if Zhao Gao didn't feel wrong, the black-robed man who had helped Ying Ziye kill Chunyu Yue just now…
It was Sword Saint Ge Nia, who had been suppressed and brought back by Ying Ziye not long ago.
This made Zhao Gao even more shocked and hesitant. He didn't dare to act rashly!
Facing a Sword Saint who was like a death warrior and had dark internal strength, Zhao Gao was not willing to take the risk!
"I believe that the Young Empress has the power to govern the country. Chunyu Yue's disrespect towards the Young Empress and his words are a form of contempt towards the imperial power.”
"However, if the First Emperor knew what the Young Emperor did, I don't know what kind of judgment he would make!”
However, after all, Zhao Gao had been by Ying Zheng's side for so long.
He was also in charge of a killing machine like the Network.
Naturally, he knew a little about water.
Aren't you just trying to weaken Fu Su and Huhai's power when you're in power?
You found an excuse to kill Chun Yuyue.
Then I'll use some language arts and say that you did the right thing and agree with you. This way, you won't be able to mess with me, right?
Moreover, Zhao Gao felt that with Ying Ziye's temperamental and fearless style, the only person he was afraid of was Ying Zheng.
Therefore, Zhao Gao also mentioned Ying Zheng.
It meant that it was fine if he messed with Chunyu Yue, but if he messed with me, First Emperor Ying Zheng would be unhappy.
After all, everyone knew that Zhao Gao had been Ying Zheng's favorite and most popular subject all these years.
This was why he could become the commander of the Zhongche Prefecture from a eunuch and control the power that spread across the empire like a spider web!
Hearing Zhao Gao's words, Ying Ziye stood up from his throne and walked to Zhao Gao with Ge Nia.
Ying Ziye looked at Zhao Gao, the mastermind behind the destruction of the Great Qin Empire.
An interesting expression appeared on his face.
Seeing Ying Ziye like this, Zhao Gao also gave a smile that was uglier than the dead Chunyu Yue.
"Congratulations, your answer is correct!"
"But, I'm still not satisfied with your answer!”
"So, slap!"
Just as Ying Ziye finished speaking.
"Pa!"
A resounding slap resounded throughout the Qilin Palace.
Ying Ziye raised his hand and directly gave Zhao Gao a big mouth.
Ying Ziye's physical strength was terrifying.
Zhao Gao's face, which looked very uncomfortable at first glance, was still distorted by the huge force.
However, it was not over yet.
"Pa!"
"Tsk!"
"Pa!"
"Puff!"
..........
Ying Ziye didn't stop. He started to reward Zhao Gao with his big mouth again.
Receiving these slaps, Zhao Gao's eyes instantly revealed a vicious and even uncontrollable killing intent.
However, as if he had thought of something in an instant, this killing intent quickly disappeared like a tide.
No, it wasn't the time yet. If he made any moves now, he would probably end up like Chunyu Yue or even worse.
"Bang!"
Almost at the same time, saliva and blood splattered everywhere, and Zhao Gao's face instantly swelled up with bruises.
His face was so dark that he could not see his face clearly. He could not even open his eyes.
"Alright, this Young Empress is tired. Men, drag Zhao Gao out!”
"Thirty strokes of the cane!"
After slapping Zhao Gao more than ten times, Ying Ziye stopped slapping Zhao Gao's big mouth. Seeing this, Ge Nia handed over a clean silk towel.
Ying Ziye took the silk towel and wiped his hand that had slapped Zhao Gao with disgust.
He turned around and returned to the throne.
Two soldiers of the Black Shadow Regiment walked into the main hall and dragged Zhao Gao, who had been whipped so hard that his head was spinning and he was unconscious, out.
"Reporting to Young Empress, the Country Protector of the Yin-Yang School, Lord Yueshen, and the five elders, Great Si Ming and Young Si Ming, are here to see you!”
A eunuch ran into the hall and looked at Zhao Gao, who was dragged out like a dead dog, with a dumbfounded expression.
He reported to Ying Ziye.
"Grunt!"
At this point, the officials and generals whose hearts were pounding and whose blood was boiling involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
F * ck!
Demons!
It was too terrifying!
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