Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

When His Majesty has no expression, that is the most terrifying moment!

Especially his tone, the calmer it is, the more terrifying it is!

Jing Ke had no idea about all this.

He still looked at Ying Zheng provocatively, at the high and mighty King Qin, and continued to provoke and curse him.

"Wang Qing."

Ying Zheng looked at Wang Jian.

"Chen is here!"

Wang Jian strode out.

"I order you to lead your troops immediately and destroy the Kingdom of Yan!"

"promise!"

"No! King Qin! How dare you!!"

Jing Ke's eyes were bloodshot!

He didn't expect that his failed assassination attempt would actually prompt the King of Qin to speed up his attack on the State of Yan.

If Prince Dan knew about this, he would definitely blame him.

"Why shouldn't I?"

Ying Zheng admired Jing Ke's embarrassment at the moment and could easily see the panic in his eyes.

"Didn't you say that I am tyrannical? Even if you know that I am tyrannical, why are you panicking?"

"Someone is coming."

"My subordinate is here!"

Hearing the call, the two soldiers strode into the hall from the door.

"Drag the one outside in."

"promise!"

The soldiers came back and dragged Qin Wuyang, who had already collapsed on the ground, in and placed him next to Jing Ke.

Qin Wuyang couldn't utter a word at this time.

Like a puddle of mud, it collapsed on the ground.

He didn't even dare to look up at Ying Zheng.

"You...cough cough..."

Jing Ke wanted to say something, but the smell of blood in his throat blocked his throat.

"Skin them for me."

Ying Zheng instructed calmly.

"promise!"

Several more soldiers came in and picked up Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang like chicks.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Jing Ke's legs and Qin Wuyang's limbs were all broken by the soldiers.

They stripped off their clothes.

Several soldiers held sharp torture instruments and cut the flesh of Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang one by one.

Start with the face.

The blade cut through the flesh of the two men, and blood oozed out and rolled down their cheeks to the ground.

Flowers bloom one by one.

“Ahhhh Qin... King Qin, you shall not die well! Ahhhhhh!!!”

Jing Ke screamed and cursed!

“Ah!!! Spare… spare my life!”

"Forgive me! Please! King Qin, please spare me!!! Please spare me!"

Qin Wuyang was not so brave, even though his limbs were broken.

He was still struggling on the ground, begging for mercy, his face covered with tears and snot.

Tears flowed into the wound, stimulating him to scream even more miserably!

However, Ying Zheng showed no expression at all.

Several soldiers were nimble and skillful, cutting slices of flesh from Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang one by one.

After a while, the white bones of the two men were revealed on their faces.

“Ah!!!! Hoho!!!”

Hearing the two men's screams, the ministers dared not breathe.

"Monga."

Ying Zheng looked down and spoke indifferently.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty is here..."

Meng Jia's face was ashen and he stepped out with trembling legs.

He hadn't taken two steps before he fell to his knees with a thud.

He fell right next to Jing Ke and hit his knees on the ground.

The blood on the ground instantly soaked Meng Jia's robe.

The warm blood made his heart even colder!

"You were the one who recommended these two Yan envoys for me to meet with, right?"

Ying Zheng's indifferent tone of questioning made Meng Jia tremble like a sieve instantly!

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty........Your Majesty......"

He also didn't expect that these two people entered the palace to assassinate Ying Zheng!

If he knew, he would not dare to recommend them even if he had a hundred courage!

"Your Majesty, I...I didn't know they were going to assassinate you!"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty! Please forgive me! I really didn't know!!!"

Meng Jia begged for mercy while banging his head on the ground.

Soon his forehead was covered in blood.

But there was no emotion in Ying Zheng's heart.

"Whether you knew about it or not, I will never forgive you for secretly meeting with envoys from other countries and accepting bribes."

Meng Jia raised his head in shock!

Your Majesty, do you understand?

Did you know that he had a private meeting with Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang and accepted benefits from them?

"Your Majesty! Please spare my life!"

"I...I am willing to offer all the gold and silver I received! Please forgive me once, Your Majesty!"

Seeing that Ying Zheng was not moved at all, Meng Jia hurriedly shouted!

"Your Majesty! I still have a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in my house!"

"I am willing to give all the money in my house to Your Majesty! Please spare my life, Your Majesty!!"

"His Majesty!!!"

All the civil and military officials in the court looked at this situation, and no one dared to stand up and say a word.

He didn't even dare to plead for Meng Jia.

Whether he knew or not, the envoy from Yan State entered the palace to assassinate His Majesty.

But he dared to meet with them privately and even accepted bribes.

Then he must be prepared to be buried with them!

"Drag him out and tear him to pieces."

Ying Zheng spoke indifferently.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!!!"

"Spare your life, Your Majesty!!!"

Two soldiers strode into the hall, lifted Meng Jia up, and dragged him out.

"No! Your Majesty! Your Majesty......"

Seeing Meng Jia being dragged away, the ministers were walking on thin ice and carefully controlled their breathing.

I didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

“Uh….ho ho…ah…”

Qin Wuyang was breathing in more than out at this time.

The soldier holding the torture instrument moved with extremely fast hands.

There was no healthy flesh left on Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang's bodies, they were all covered in blood.

The pieces of flesh that were cut from their bodies were neatly stacked on one side.

It formed a hill.

Jing Ke's eyeballs were still able to move, and he slowly looked in the direction of Ying Zheng.

"Kill...kill...me..."

The sound is like mosquitoes and flies.

The flesh on his lips had been peeled off, and only his teeth moved up and down when he spoke.

The tongue moves in the mouth.

The ministers nearby couldn't help but look at Jing Ke and Qin Wuyang.

Jing Ke's bloody mouth opened and closed several times, as if he was saying something.

But they didn't hear clearly.

Ying Zheng had excellent hearing.

"Want to die? I don't want to."

Jing Ke's eyes were full of despair.

He regretted it.

Regret provoking the King of Qin.

I regret not overestimating my own abilities.

He used all his strength to bite his tongue and commit suicide.

But just as his teeth touched his tongue, he was discovered by a soldier holding a torture instrument.

He pinched Jing Ke's jaw with one hand and, with a click, removed his jaw.

"Without your majesty's permission, who told you to die?!"

The soldiers wiped the blood off their hands and then continued to slice up Jing Ke's flesh.

If he let you die before the film was finished, then he would be derelict in his duty.

He was specially trained for this punishment of flaying.