Daqin: Choose to become the champion at the beginning

that night.

Ling Donglai led a team of hidden guards and sneaked into the house of a certain minister.

The minister had experienced the banquet during the day, and now he was restless, pacing left and right in the lobby.

His wife was sitting on a chair, holding a string of prayer beads and chanting continuously.

In the silent room, only the sound of chanting Buddha's name was humming.

The minister was thinking about how the children were doing, but the buzzing kept interrupting his thoughts!

The minister, who was already restless, became even more irritable at this moment!
"Stop reading!"

The minister only felt irritable, and roared angrily, scaring his wife into a fright!
"What are you yelling at!"

Madam raised her head, glared at the minister and said dissatisfiedly.

"We are going to die, why are you still reading broken scriptures here!"

The minister grabbed the teacup on the table, threw it on the ground and smashed it to pieces!
"So what if I don't recite the scriptures, can I survive without reciting the scriptures!"

Madam pursed her mouth in grievance, tears fell, and said choked up.

"I'm trying to figure it out!"

The minister spread his hands and roared!

In fact, there was nothing he could do.

Yingzheng is in good health, and Fusu and Champion Hou have no objection.

The nomination certificate he handed over may have already been handed over to the emperor as evidence!
The madam wept silently, and the minister could only sigh.

"Hey……"

The minister sat down on the chair helplessly, holding his head in pain.

He is definitely not going to survive, and what he can do now is to send the three children out.

He specially entrusted a trustworthy old servant, dressed the child as a poor man, and escaped from the city through the back door.

After living in the mountains and villages for a few years, after waiting for the limelight for a while, forging an identity document, I can continue to live in Xianyang.

Maybe you can't enjoy the glory and wealth, but at least you still have a life.

The servant's noisy shouts came from outside the door, and the minister's heart tightened instantly.

After a while, the shouts turned into screams and fell silent.

The minister's heart was pounding, and his hand was trembling slightly as he held the armrest.

With a "bang", the door was kicked open, and the minister jumped in fright!
Ling Donglai walked in slowly, with cold eyes and blood dripping from the sword in his hand.

The minister swallowed and was about to say something when he saw three heads in his other hand!

Taking a closer look, it was his three children!

"what!!!"

The minister screamed and fell to the ground!
Madam's body went limp, and she fainted on the spot, and the string of Buddhist beads fell to the ground and jingled.

"my child……"

The minister was in tears, his heart was dead and turned gray.

"Your Majesty originally intended to give you three feet of white silk, so that you have a whole body. Since you intend to escape, then you can't blame me."

Ling Donglai dropped these words coldly, and threw the white silk at the minister.

This was the last dignity that Ying Zheng left for them.

The minister tugged at the white silk tremblingly, knelt down on his knees and closed his eyes.

"You...you do it..."

His legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand up.

Ling Donglai shook his head, chopped off with a knife, and his head fell to the ground!
"Contain their corpses and go to the next one."

Ling Donglai took out a note and scratched a name on it with the minister's blood.

Then he put it back in his pocket carefully, and led the soldiers to the next minister's house with a wave of his hand.

Outside the door, the servant's corpses were piled all over the floor, not a single one was left alive!
There was no sound around, not even the watchman was seen.

That night, blood stained half of the sky in Xianyang city.

Early the next morning, as soon as Su Ye woke up, Ling Donglai came back with the list of ministers.

"Master Hou!"

Ling Donglai walked to the lobby and bowed his hands respectfully.

"Ah."

Su Ye nodded slightly, took the list without checking it.

He believed that Ling Donglai would not miss anyone.

Putting the list into his sleeve, Su Ye stood up and called out, "Prepare the carriage!"

Ling Donglai retreated on his own, and a few servants went to the backyard to pull out four horses and harness them to the carriage.

When Su Ye walked to the door, the carriage was ready.

Su Ye tossed his clothes and jumped into the carriage, and sat down firmly.

"go!"

The coachman whipped his whip, and the carriage galloped away, bringing up a cloud of dust!
When they came to the gate of the palace, the guards guarded it firmly and stopped Su Ye's carriage!

"Your Majesty has been quite cautious recently."

Su Ye muttered, opened the curtain and handed out the sign on his waist.

I just killed a group of rebels, so I should be cautious.

The guard checked it, and respectfully returned it to Su Ye, letting him out of the way.

"drive!"

The coachman kicked the horse's belly and entered the palace in a leisurely manner.

When they came to a place, the carriage stopped, and Su Ye jumped down, heaving a sigh of relief, and walked to the door of Ying Zheng's study.

The little eunuch was about to report when Ying Zheng's voice came from inside the door: "Come in, Muzhi."

The little eunuch stepped aside with a smile and made a gesture of please.

Su Ye pushed the door open and entered, bowed his hands and saluted: "Your Majesty!"

"I've been very busy recently!"

Ying Zheng pretended to be displeased and authentic, and didn't ask about killing the rebels.

Just as Su Ye trusted Ling Donglai, Ying Zheng also trusted him.

"Your Majesty has been ill for a few days, and the work has piled up."

Su Ye smiled slightly.

"Hey, I won't take vacations casually anymore."

Ying Zheng shook his head and kept writing, drawing red lines.

The memorials sent by the courtiers are not necessarily useful and content, and there are also some complicated affairs.

There is no need to tell Ying Zheng about these things, just solve them by yourself.

But many ministers couldn't make up their minds and didn't want to take responsibility, so they insisted on reporting it.

"My lord, you can resign!"

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and threw down a memorial.

"Ahem...Your Majesty, don't be angry, I'm recruiting talents from all over the country recently!"

Su Ye squinted at the memorial, and got back to business.

"Oh yes, I remembered."

Ying Zheng put down his pen, looked directly at Su Ye and said.

"Will anyone really want to learn that... disrespectful book from before?"

Ying Zheng was very worried. Even a person who trusted Su Ye like him, his first reaction when he saw the book was "disrespect". Ordinary students wouldn't just scare them away?

"Someone is willing to stay!"

Su Ye is not worried. There are tens of millions of people in Daqin, but can't find a few people who are sincere in their studies?
"I'm afraid that someone will make a fool of themselves."

Ying Zheng shook his head.

"The minister will test regularly."

Su Ye had already made up his mind that he would arrange all the monthly exams and midterm exams, and all those who failed would be eliminated!

"It seems that I can't persuade you anymore."

Ying Zheng sighed softly and said helplessly.

"Your Majesty, please just trust me."

Su Ye cupped his hands again and looked at Ying Zheng seriously.

"Do it yourself!"

After all, Ying Zheng went on to review his memorial.

Although he didn't quite agree with Su Ye's views and those books, the 100% trust stipulated by the system made it impossible for him to have any doubts about Su Ye.

That's right, Su Ye must have made this plan for the good of Daqin!

Leave everything to him!