Great Qin Tyrant: Summon the Second General Hum Ha at the beginning

"Your Majesty, this person is a guest minister of the prime minister's mansion. He has a high status in the prime minister's mansion, second only to Li Yuan."

"People in the prime minister's mansion call him Mr. Fu."

"Well, could it be said that the person behind the Black Ice Stage is Li Yuan? It makes sense."

Qin Heng touched his chin, hesitant.

"However, these are just speculations and should not be taken as real."

"We still need to set up an intelligence organization to check it out."

Zhen Lun lowered his eyes, obviously lost in thought.

As a qualified fan, Chen Qi quickly jumped out when he saw this.

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty is right!"

"There is a saying in the art of war. If you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles. Without intelligence support, we will easily be led by the nose."

Xiao Dezi has been standing behind Qin Heng to wait on him.

Hearing them talk about information, I couldn't help feeling a little excited.

I quickly raised my ears and put on a serious expression.

Qin Heng glanced at Xiao Dezi, and shook his head with a bit of a smile when he saw his appearance.

Then his eyes fell on Zheng Lun.

"So, I have a few things for you to do."

"First, there are only a total of [-] guards now, and the number is really too small."

"That's why I need you to select people from the imperial army who are at least innately strong and loyal to join the guard."

"Second, we are weak now, and the intelligence department doesn't even have a shelf."

"I need to draw 500 people from the guards and hand them over to Xiao Dezi, let him be the skeleton of the intelligence department."

Zheng Lun bowed slightly: "I would like to obey the emperor's order!"

Qin Heng rubbed the center of his brows wearily, then set his eyes on Xiao Dezi.

"In the future, the intelligence department will be handed over to you, and you will go to the south of the palace and choose a palace complex as your headquarters."

"I need you to set up the shelf as quickly as possible and get it running."

Xiao Dezi nodded solemnly: "I will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations."

"Xiao Dezi has the guts to ask Your Majesty to name the Ministry of Intelligence."

Qin Heng frowned slightly when he heard this, and fell into deep thought.

Before traveling to this world, there were various intelligence and espionage organizations in ancient China.

But in terms of fame, the "Jinyiwei" of the Ming Dynasty should be ranked first.

Especially the sentence: "Cut first, play later, the imperial power franchise!" It makes people excited.

"Let's call it Jin Yiwei, I hope you don't live up to this name."

Qin Heng said otherwise.

Xiao Dezi muttered: "Jin Yiwei, Jin Yiwei, what a name!"

Then he looked at Qin Heng with an extremely serious expression: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the slaves will definitely turn Jin Yiwei into His Majesty's eyes and knives."

"Okay, ambition is a good thing!"

"Go back!"

.......

Prime Minister's House.

A spacious room with bright lights.

The young man named Uncle Li Yuan was like an ant on a hot pot, pacing back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.

"Okay, okay, don't go, dizzy!"

The old god Li Yuan was sitting on the chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, as if he was not worried about the failure of the action at all.

The young man stopped and looked at Li Yuan in embarrassment, and said with a smile, "Aren't I impatient?"

"After all, it is not a trivial matter to assassinate an emperor."

"So I can't calm down in my heart."

The young man looked at the bright moonlight outside the house, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Li Yuan picked up the teacup leisurely, took a sip, and didn't even look at the young man: "The one who achieves great things will be as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him, and his expression will not change."

"What great things can you do with such a frizzy face?"

Like a child who did something wrong, the young man lowered his head and let Li Yuan reprimand him.

Seeing this, Li Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"Don't worry, you know the strength of Mr. Fu, there is no chance of accidents."

The young man nodded helplessly, and turned his gaze to the palace.

As if thinking of something, his expression suddenly changed.

"wrong!"

"It's so quiet!"

"It's too quiet in the palace!"

......

Chapter 37

Assassinating the emperor is an earth-shattering event.

Fu Lao and the others have already entered the palace, how could there be no movement until now?

Li Yuan, who was originally sitting on a chair drinking tea, also noticed this, and his heart tightened.

"Don't panic, it should be that they haven't started to do it yet."

"You know the strength of Mr. Fu, not to mention that he still has a semi-immortal weapon in his hand, and the people in the palace are definitely no match for him."

Li Yuan put down the teacup in his hand and let out a long breath, as if he wanted to let out all the depression in his heart.

"Ten thousand steps back, even if they are not Hengdi's opponents, it should not be difficult to retreat."

"Wait, this matter cannot be rushed!"

......

Royal Palace.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"I will designate you as the commander of Jinyiwei, and don't call yourself a slave in the future!"

Xiao Dezi's voice was a little choked up.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, slave... slave..."

"Ok?"

"Wei Chen takes orders!"

Qin Heng didn't speak, just got up and patted his shoulder, then pointed to Fu Lao who was unconscious on the ground and said.

"Take him and those assassins all into the dungeon, keep them under strict supervision, and try to find out something!"

Chen Qi was a little dazed, and then he reacted immediately.

"Here!"

Leaning over and mentioning Fu Lao, he left the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Qin Heng waved his hand lightly.

"You, too, leave!"

Zheng Lun and Xiao Dezi looked at each other, and retreated with a half-bow.

The Hall of Mental Cultivation fell into silence again.

Qin Heng stood there for a long time without moving, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Time flies, and before you know it, it's early morning.

[It is detected that the host has a chance to sign in once today, do you want to sign in? 】

"Sign in!"

“…”

[Congratulations to the host for signing in with 100 million low-grade spirit stones, [-] million middle-grade spirit stones, [-] top-grade spirit stones, [-] top-grade spirit stones, and one low-grade immortal stone. 】

Lingshi?

There are still so many?

Get rich overnight!

It's all about getting rich overnight.

Qin Heng couldn't help being a little excited.

There are two types of world currencies.

One is the currency used by mortals, such as copper coins, silver, and gold.

There is also a spirit stone that is used by monks to trade with each other.

Lingshi is a stone that is naturally generated by heaven and earth and contains rich spiritual energy. It is a non-renewable resource and is of great value.

One low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for a full hundred taels of gold, enough for a family of five to live for several years.

The population of the Great Qin Empire is 500 billion, and the annual tax revenue is only about [-] million spirit stones.

Just 20 million low-grade spirit stones is equivalent to [-] years of tax revenue for Daqin, let alone middle-grade, top-grade, and top-grade spirit stones.

It can be seen what a fortune this signing is.

Qin Heng was worried about not having enough money to build Jinyiwei before, but now he is fine...

I have the system shot in the world!

After the excitement, Qin Heng pondered secretly in his heart.

All the guards and imperial guards are in the bag, and the palace is basically stable.

As long as he stabilizes the basic market and does not break it, he will be invincible by nature.

After all, no matter who it is, as long as someone wants to sit in his position, the palace is a hurdle that no one can avoid.

In the future, it's time to look outside.

Qin Heng turned his head and looked at the opened palace door with long eyes.

He has not forgotten that there is also a powerful military force "Wuwei" in the imperial capital.

Qin Heng thought about sending Zheng Lun and Suwei directly to take down Wuwei in the same way as the Sixth Army of the Imperial Army.

But after thinking about it, he gave up this idea directly.

With his current strength, it is not difficult to defeat Wuwei!

But regaining the guards and taking the entire palace into their hands is almost the limit that the forces can bear.

If he still uses thunder to take back Wuwei, there is a high probability that the forces of all parties will directly turn the table.

He was almost certain that those people would use various methods to cause chaos in Great Qin, and then rebel and make the land their king.

At that time, the huge empire will be torn apart, and the people will die.

This!