Saint Qin Batu

Among these generals, there are those from the Chu family, some from the old Qin family, and some even from the Yaodong family.Facing the pressure of the court, Qin Wang Yingzhu, who was already in deteriorating health, finally collapsed.

After Ying Zhu fell like this, the Qin State, which had finally stabilized gradually, fell into another round of storms.

"It's been three months, and now we have accumulated enough strength, it's time!" Ying Zichu said lightly, looking at the blossoming peach trees outside the window.

"Don't worry, my lord, Buwei has prepared everything..." Lu Buwei, standing behind Yingzichu, also said with a hint of excitement.

Ying Zichu turned his head and looked at Lu Buwei with a smile on his lips.

"Husband, the court clothes are ready..." There was a gentle voice from the door.

The owner of this voice is not Mi Wen, but Zhao Ji!

A month ago, Zhao Ji came to Qin State with the help of her elder brother Zhao Ling.After dressing up, I met Ying Zichu.

It has to be said that Zhao Ji not only regained her former beauty after careful grooming, but also had a more mature taste, that is, charming and enchanting.

However, this kind of charm is different from that of Mi Wen.If it is said that Mi Wen's charm is only her appearance, words or actions, then Zhao Ji's charm is exuded from her bones.

In other words, Mi Wen is charming, while Zhao Ji is demon.A demon capable of eroding any man's heart.

Maybe it's Xiaobie Shengxin, or maybe it's the seven-year itch between him and Mi Wen. In short, since Zhao Ji returned to Yingzichu's mansion, Yingzichu has been staying with Zhao Ji almost every day and night.

As for Miwen, who was getting more and more anxious, asking for help everywhere, and even a little unreasonable, Ying Zichu hadn't seen her for more than a month, let alone an overnight stay.

"My lord, the day has finally come..." Ying Zichu and Lu Buwei were planning, and Ying Zheng was naturally not really idle.

"Uncle, how sure do you think you are?"

"Hehe, ten percent!"

PS: A new week is here, thank you for your great efforts last week.It may be that the number of collectors is not enough, and the signing failed again, so depressing.But it doesn't matter, with everyone's support, the author will definitely persevere.This week, everyone will work harder and make [-] together.Boys, fight for the rise of Daqin!

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Chapter 1 Prince Qin Chu

"Boom!" Hangu Pass, which had been opened for less than three months, was closed again.This news made Zhao Wang, who was still a little nervous, heaved a sigh of relief, and what followed was a more intense attack on Wei.

In the Palace of King Qin, Ying Zhu was lying on the bed, and Mrs. Hua Yang was kneeling beside the bed, ready to serve her husband at any time.And standing outside the bedroom are ministers of civil and military affairs who are almost full of court.

In less than a year, Qin has already lost two monarchs.The court situation that has just been stabilized by Ying Zhu will undoubtedly fall into chaos again.

Unlike the former king, Qin Zhaowang Yingji, Yingzhu had not yet established a crown prince at this time, which undoubtedly intensified the disputes within the court.

Although the most famous son at this time is Zi Chu, the rest of the sons are not willing to be lonely.A few months ago, Yingzheng, Yingzichu's son, offended Yingzichu's biggest backer, that is, a member of the Chu family. It is not known who will get it.

"squeak!"

The door of the bedroom was opened, and Ying Zichu, dressed in court clothes and with a sad face, walked in slowly.

"Zi Chu, why did you come now? My father was still thinking about you before!" A man in his 40s asked worriedly.

This person's eyes were red with thick dark circles, and his anxious expression was written all over his face.That's right, this man is Ying Zichu's elder brother, Ying Zhu's eldest son, Young Master Cheng.

Ying Zichu shed a few tears sadly, but sneered in his heart, Ying Cheng's touching words seemed to be really looking forward to him.But in the conversation, they always blamed Ying Zichu for being late and unfilial, hoping to hurt Ying Zichu's position in Mrs. Huayang's heart.

However, Mrs. Huayang, who was sitting quietly by the bed, didn't seem to hear, and didn't even glance at Ying Zichu and Ying Cheng.

"Brother, I'm worried. When I see my father this time, in the future..." Ying Zichu's voice trembled as he spoke, and two big tears fell down.

Ying Cheng's face froze, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.When Ying Zichu said this, the original unfilial act instantly turned into an act of great filial piety in fear of not seeing his father in the future.These sons who arrived early became unfilial sons who wished for their father's early death.

As soon as Ying Zichu said these words, all the young masters who had originally had bad eyes suddenly showed a look of common hatred.

"Ahem!" Just as the young masters were about to attack Ying Zichu, Ying Zhu woke up.

"Father!" The sharp-eyed Ying Zichu shouted first, and then quickly knelt down in front of Ying Zhu.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The young masters who had responded for half a beat also quickly knelt down and cried out in grief at the same time.However, in this way, it seems like Ying Zichu's follower.

"You are all here..." Ying Zhu's voice was very weak, and only Mrs. Huayang and Ying Zichu who were nearby could hear clearly.

"Ahem!" Ying Zhu supported the bed with one hand, and with the help of Mrs. Huayang, he managed to half sit up.

"My widow, cough cough, my widow...I'm afraid my life will not be long..." Ying Zhu said intermittently, and the next sentence touched the hearts of all the young masters in an instant, "I want to stand... I want to stand..."

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"Squeak!" The door of King Qin's bedroom was opened.

More than twenty sons followed Mrs. Huayang, and slowly walked out of the palace gate.

The ministers who had some voices fell silent in an instant.

"My lords, the imperial edict..." Mrs. Huayang's eyes were slightly red, she watched the ministers under the steps, and her voice sounded cold.

"Your Majesty!" More than a hundred ministers cried out and knelt down.

"Li..." Mrs. Huayang took a slight breath, and her voice became louder: "Li son Chu is the crown prince!"

"Minister, please meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Under the steps, a group of officials bowed their heads again and knelt down.

Looking at the black and white civil and military officials like a wave, Ying Zichu felt a little smug. More than 30 years, more than 30 years of waiting and suffering, finally paid off.

"Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The Hong bell rang again, and Ying Zichu's ambition, which was intoxicated by the courtiers' worship, instantly sobered up.

"This is just the beginning! Xiong Quan, Sima Jun, Baili Jun... what you took away from me, I, no, I will take it back one by one!" Ying Zichu glanced at a person under the steps. A minister swore secretly in his heart.

Yingzi Chu, who has been established as the prince, presided over the funeral of the former king Yingzhu according to the usual practice.Everything is similar to when King Zhao died, Wang Jian guarded Hangu, and Meng Ao guarded Xianyang.The only thing that changed was that the original guardian of the spirit was replaced by Baili Jun from Sima Jun.

Three days later, after the funeral, Ying Zichu officially moved into King Qin's palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In Nuo Da's bedroom, there is only Ying Zichu.Looking at the familiar interiors, Ying Zichu suddenly felt strange again.

"Hehe..." Ying Zichu shook his head in self-deprecating manner, and then his originally sloppy pace quickened a lot, and he went straight to a corner.

"Boom! Boom!"

As Ying Zichu turned the mechanism at the corner, the wall that did not show any abnormality began to slowly turn, revealing a secret room with light.