Saint Qin Batu

"Chen Ping..." For this "beauty" in front of him, Fusu not only regards him as an aide, but also a rare confidant.

"Your Highness." Chen Ping cupped his hands respectfully, without saying too much.

Everyone saw what happened today.Chen Ping also knew what Fusu was thinking at this moment.However, he knew better that what Fusu needed at this time was just a listener.

"As an emperor, do you have to have blood on your hands?" Fusu looked at Mingyue and murmured softly.

Li Si and Han Fei's previous enlightenment education, as well as Mi Zheng's compassionate heart, more or less made him unwilling to increase the number of killings.

Even if it is usually cold, more, it is just a deliberate imitation of Ying Zheng.Because, he also didn't want to disappoint Ying Zheng.

"Emperors, of course, don't need blood on their hands. However, an empire must go through a bloodbath in order to achieve a more dazzling development.

This was the case with Lord Xian and Lord Wu An, and it is the same with His Majesty today.Prince, if you don't want to be stained with blood, Chen Ping can do it for you. "

Chen Ping's tone was extremely gentle, like a gentle gentleman.

"If that's the case, there's no need..." Fusu waved his hand, dressed in white, and chattered.

"This world, after all, is the world of my surname Ying. As long as the clan of the surname Ying survives, the empire will surely prosper forever!"

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Chapter 387 The Crane and Rain Thousand Nights

Back in the ancestral temple, Ying Zheng never rested.With his current cultivation base, it doesn't matter whether he rests or not.

Today's change came too suddenly, and the crack on the Nascent Soul let Ying Zheng know that his lifespan might really have entered the countdown.

Although Ying Zheng had been mentally prepared for a long time, such an incident happened so suddenly, which made him hard to let go.

Ying Zheng's ability to conceive a baby so quickly was due to the luck bestowed by heaven.Now that the Dao of Heaven is going to take back its luck, Ying Zheng's cultivation will definitely be affected.

He is not afraid of death.Counting it carefully, he can be regarded as "died" several times.

However, even if he is dead, this huge empire must continue to move forward under his will, and must not be buried in the dust of history with him.

"There should be more than ten years, enough to help Su grow up." Ying Zheng secretly felt the speed of Yuan Ying's collapse.

Ying Zheng walked to the window of the ancestral temple, and the chilly breeze made Ying Zheng's mind clearer.The trace of sadness that was originally born gradually dissipated.

"There are assassins!"

Outside the ancestral temple, there was suddenly a loud shout of killing.

Ying Zheng still looked out the window, but his eyes were covered with frost.

I really don't know whether these people are under unified command or acted without authorization.It would be an idiot to attack the altar directly.

The sound of shouting and killing quickly disappeared.Not long after, Song Fan's voice sounded outside the ancestral temple.

"Your Majesty, the thirty or so assassins who attempted to infiltrate the altar have all been executed."

"You can deal with it..."

In the eyes of Ying Zheng, the lives of more than thirty assassins were nothing more than a trivial matter.There was no intention of going into detail at all.

They didn't even ask how these assassins got into the altar.

"Here!" Song Fan outside the door responded.

Tonight was a sleepless night.

The golden characters in the daytime, the sharp soldiers of the Qin army at night, and the current assassins.All keen ministers know that something big will happen.

Amidst the howling wind, all the courtiers could only barely tighten the cold clothes on their bodies.The tent outside seemed to be blown over at any moment.

After much difficulty, when it was Yin's time, a trace of whiteness appeared in the sky, and such a difficult night was barely over.

However, ministers with real intentions, such as Feng Quji, Li Si and others, seemed to have guessed something through the assassination last night.

Their keen sixth sense told them that assassination would never happen, just this wave.

"squeak!"

Ying Zheng, who also stayed up all night, opened the gate of the ancestral temple.Zhao Gao said to Zhao Gao who was waiting outside the ancestral temple: "Order the whole army, pull out the camp and go down the mountain!"

"Here..." Zhao Gao responded, bowing his waist.

Perhaps seeing Ying Zheng coming out, the courtiers who were scattered around and whispering in low voices gathered together in an orderly manner.

In the eastern sky, a red sun has already risen.Standing on the top of this cloudy and misty mountain, I really feel a bit relaxed and happy.

However, at this moment, no one has the heart to appreciate such a scenery.Everyone wanted to go down the mountain at the same time.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Gao, who had just left for a short time, suddenly turned back again.There was even a trace of panic in his eyes.

Zhao Gao didn't dare to make too much publicity, and walked up to Ying Zheng's ear with small steps, wanting to whisper.

"Say it!" Ying Zheng glanced at Zhao Gao coldly, and gave a soft drink.

Judging from Zhao Gao's demeanor, Ying Zheng knew that something serious must have happened.Moreover, it is estimated that there should be a lot of connection with the assassin last night.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Gao hurriedly knelt down, pressed his head deeply on the ground, and said: "Your Majesty, all the soldiers on the Eastern Peak have been poisoned by some kind of poison, and all their tools collapsed on the ground..."

Zhao Gao's words made all the courtiers below couldn't help frowning.

Dongfeng is the only way to go down the mountain.The officers and soldiers guarding are all among the best Tie Ying warriors in the Qin army.Even the Tianjin army led by Jun Jiuyou is also on the east peak.

Falling down so inexplicably made them feel fear in their hearts.

"It's a good plan!" Ying Zheng snorted coldly, his voice was full of anger.

It cannot be ordinary poison that can poison thousands of people without knowing it.

"Your Majesty, with your general's ability, sitting on the East Peak, it is absolutely impossible to poison thousands of troops at once. The poison must be extremely difficult to detect, and it will be poisoned at sunrise again. I guess that this is probably poisonous. It is the legendary Crane Rain Qianye!"

Before the ancestral temple, Li Si, who knew almost everything about the world's rare treasures, stood up immediately.

"Crane Rain Qianye..." Ying Zheng's face became more and more serious.

Although he is not very familiar with this name, but in the image, he still vaguely remembers that there is indeed such a strange poison.

"It seems that the assassin last night came here to poison." Ying Zheng's hand could not help but hold the hilt of the Tianwen Sword.

Moreover, judging from the almost idiotic assassination of the assassins yesterday, the assassins of more than 30 people were just bait.