In the eighth year of the reign of the King of Qin, Chang 'an Jun Chengjiao betrayed the State of Qin and surrendered to the State of Zhao. He was defeated and killed in Tunliu.
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Xianyang, Zhangtai Palace, Lanchi Hall.
The King of Qin, Ying Zheng, who was dressed in a Xuan Niao imperial robe, was kneeling on the couch, flipping through the bamboo slips on the wooden table.
Her long hair was neatly draped behind her back, her eyebrows were like swords, and her eyes were like stars.
His face was handsome and dignified, his gaze was deep, and his aura was deep.
"'Five Worms' is indeed worthy of being called the Book of Emperors.”
……
"Ta Ta Ta…"
Footsteps sounded. The red-haired, feminine looking chamberlain Zhao Gao walked in.
"Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has ordered someone to deliver the battle report and Lord Chang 'an's sword.”
Zhao Gao held a roll of bamboo slips and a long sword, gently placing them on the wooden table in front of Ying Zheng.
"Tunliu, Chengjiao…"
Ying Zheng paused, his gaze sweeping across the long sword, then fell on the bamboo slips.
"Crash…"
Reaching out, he opened the bamboo slip and quickly scanned through the battle report. Ying Zheng's face was calm, and no one could tell whether he was happy or angry.
"I understand. Ask the Prime Minister to hand over the names of those who have contributed to quelling the rebellion. I will reward them according to the circumstances.”
"Yes."
Zhao Gao bowed and left.
"Cheng Jiao…"
Ying Zheng said softly, picked up his long sword, stood up, and came to the sword rack in the hall.
There were two swords placed there.
After pacifying the State of Qin, Tianwen asked.
Duke Mu fixed the Qin sword, which was passed down from the Qin Dynasty and was extremely noble.
Tianwen was a famous sword of Chu State, which was taken out by Ying Zheng from the treasury of the palace.
Now, there was another sword on the sword stand.
Seven Star Dragon Abyss.
"Everyone has to be responsible for their own choices. Cheng Jiao, you lost again this time.”
Ying Zheng said softly as he reached out his hand and brushed the dragon-patterned star seal on the scabbard.
Cheng Jiao had always been deeply resentful of him inheriting the throne.
Ever since he ascended the throne, the relationship between the two of them had fallen to the freezing point.
They looked like brothers, but they were actually enemies.
Eight years had passed, and their friendship had long been exhausted.
It was to the extent that the other party's current state was the result of his indulgence.
Therefore, Ying Zheng did not feel anything about Cheng Jiao's death.
"Pa…"
Placing the Seven Stars Dragon Pool on the sword rack, Ying Zheng turned around and walked to the window, looking out at the water of the Orchid Pool flowing outside with a dark expression.
Cheng Jiao's death didn't let him relax.
After all, in Great Qin, there were even more powerful and stubborn tumors than Cheng Jiao.
Lao Ai, Lu Buwei…"
"We can't wait any longer."
A sense of urgency appeared in his deep eyes. Ying Zheng had long hated the feeling of being trapped in the palace.
Especially after understanding his previous life.
Yes, three days ago, a new memory suddenly appeared in Ying Zheng's mind.
Like a fleeting shadow, he inexplicably knew that it was his previous life.
Qin Zheng, Chinese.
The descendants of Yan Huang two thousand years later.
In the memories of his previous life, Ying Zheng knew the direction of history for the next two thousand years.
After learning that Great Qin had unified the world and then collapsed in just 20 years…
Now, they knew that the person who had replaced Great Qin was a small Sishui Pavilion Chief…
He knew about the three kingdoms of Han and Wei, Sima usurped Wei, and the five rebelled against China…
The more he knew about the future, the more anxious Ying Zheng became.
It was not only because of his great wish to unify the world, but also because of the uniqueness of this world.
Different from real history, the world he was in was more like the world of high martial arts described in the novels of his previous life.
Lao Tzu left Hangu Pass in the west, and the purple gas came from the east for 30,000 miles.
Confucius wrote the Spring and Autumn Annals, and the true qi of Confucianism shook the world.
Mencius cultivated a noble spirit, and his voice was like thunder, and the sound wave was as vast as three thousand miles.
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, wandering in the North, wandering in the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening.
……
One by one, they all showed how extraordinary this world was.
Perhaps there was some exaggeration in it, but compared to his previous life, this was indeed a world where martial strength was off the charts.
Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, and the Hundred Schools of Philosophy all had powerful inheritances. Everyone was a superhuman existence in his previous life.
Being in such a world, how could one not feel excited?
However, as the King of Qin, he could only be trapped in the depths of the palace.
If it was him three days ago, he might have continued to endure.
However, Ying Zheng, who had already understood the future, could not help but feel a sense of urgency.
He did not want to walk the same path as his previous life.
He died of depression, and the abalone piled up on his body.
The Great Qin Empire that he had built had also collapsed in just three years.
In this life, he wanted to sit in the nine heavens and he wanted Great Qin to last for ten thousand years.
And the prerequisite for everything was power.
Only when he was in complete power and became the true king of Qin would he have the confidence to do anything.
He had to be in power.
Ying Zheng's expression was resolute as he kept scheming in his heart.
Thanks to the memories of his previous life, he now had the best reason to eliminate Lao Ai and Lu Buwei.
However, they lacked manpower.
This was not an ordinary historical world. As a small group of people at the top of Great Qin, Lao Ai and Lu Buwei had countless experts under them.
Even Lao Ai himself was a powerful Great Grandmaster.
With the trump cards in his hands, it was not enough to eliminate the two of them.
"I need enough power to break out of this situation.”
"Otherwise, if we attack, we might not be able to succeed, but Great Qin will definitely be in chaos.”
A country in turmoil would shake its foundation.
Even if Ying Zheng was eager to take over the power, he would not let such a thing happen.
However, Great Qin's strength was far from his.
Among the officials in the imperial court, Lu Buwei was the leader, while the Chu faction led by Lord Changping was backing off.
Although the old Qin people were loyal, they were eliminated because of Cheng Jiao's betrayal.
In the army, Wang Jian had yet to show his strength, and Meng Ao was transferred out of Xianyang to guard Han Valley.
The rest of the generals either protected themselves or joined Lu Buwei.
Ying Zheng had too little power.
It was not realistic to stay in the palace and recruit martial arts experts.
"So, I can only rely on it…"
Ying Zheng closed his eyes, and a message appeared in his mind.
"Binding to the Great Dao Emperor System…98%…"
Along with the memories of his previous life, there was also a system.
The Great Dao Emperor System.
Having understood his previous life, Ying Zheng naturally knew what the so-called system was.
However, the system had been binding him for the past three days, so Ying Zheng could only wait patiently.
Now, it was almost done.
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