Chapter 382 What does it mean? It's not over yet?
The young eunuch trembled in fear, not daring to say a word for his life.
The other eunuchs and palace maids felt sad, but no one dared to show it. They all went about their duties as if they hadn't seen anything.
The First Emperor picked up the teapot, poured himself some water, and drank it. The slurping sound he made was no different from that of other people.
This powerful emperor, who disdained to establish his authority by killing people, said leisurely:
"In this Xianyang city, as long as I want, nothing can be hidden from me."
Ying Chengjiao sneered.
【What are you bragging about? 】
"Li Mu, Lu Buwei, Lian Po, Xunzi..."
“…”
The First Emperor silently put down the teacup. He couldn't drink the tea anymore!
After filing the case and standing up, the First Emperor walked past the young eunuch, kicked him, and casually said, "Go away."
The young eunuch was overjoyed and grateful for the morality. He kowtowed heavily to the ground, facing the First Emperor all the time, and then retreated from the Zhangtai Palace.
He didn't dare kowtow too much, for he was afraid that if he kowtowed too much, His Majesty would be upset and sentence him to death again.
He was very afraid of death. He was so afraid of death that he didn't even dare to give a grateful look to Ying Chengjiao who saved his life.
"I can't convince you to be someone special.
"But I can tell you what kind of person I will become after you die."
Grabbing Ying Chengjiao's head with both hands, the First Emperor turned him to face the young eunuch who was retreating at a constant speed.
The young eunuch hung his hands, lowered his head, and his body tensed, but he still couldn't hide the fact that his shoulders kept shaking because of the fear in his heart.
"If you are not here today, he will die. You must live well."
The corners of Ying Chengjiao's mouth continued to curl up, and the sarcasm in his sneer became more and more intense.
"You treated me like your nephew? You killed him, what does it have to do with me? Moral kidnapping is ineffective on Nai Gong, Nai Gong has no morals."
"Then what did you stop just now?"
“…”
Ying Chengjiao was silent for a moment.
"It's fine if I can't see it, but if I see it, it's not okay."
"Okay, I'll give you this face. After you leave, I'll beat this man to death."
“…”
Ying Chengjiao looked at his brother coldly.
"Don't tell me this next time. It makes me feel bad."
"I thought you would ask me not to kill anyone. As long as you ask me, I will not kill this person."
"You don't like being threatened, and neither do I. I'm not your son, and I don't need you to teach me how to do things."
"I'm not teaching you how to do things, I'm helping you do things."
Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and the gaze that shot out from between the two gaps was extremely sharp.
"What's the meaning?"
"You are my only brother. How can I, as your elder brother, sit idly by and watch you get assassinated? When I succeeded to the throne, I promised my father that I would take good care of you."
"She is dead."
The First Emperor's face turned cold in an instant, as if it had been frozen for a thousand years. Everyone in the hall, except Ying Chengjiao, felt a sudden chill!
The palace maid holding the lamp had her fingers trembling slightly.
The eunuch standing with his hands hanging down lowered his head.
The two officials stationed in front of the palace gate, waiting for orders at any time, felt a burst of cold air in the palace, which penetrated through their clothes, rushed into their backs, and went straight from their spines to their heads. It was colder than the bronze spears in their hands!
"not enough.
"When did you become so merciful? If you are assassinated, just kill the main culprit."
Ying Chengjiao's face was as gloomy as water. He glared at the First Emperor angrily and ran away.
Although he knew that it was too late now.
"Zhang Han."
The voice of the First Emperor came from behind him and spread outside the hall through the open door.
"only!"
There was a crisp response from outside the hall.
Zhang Han, wearing the skull armor designed by Ying Chengjiao himself, stood in front of the gate of Zhangtai Palace.
The gate of Zhangtai Palace was very large, and Zhang Han’s body was not strong enough to block the entire gate, not even half of it.
But since he stood here, Ying Chengjiao couldn't get out.
"roll."
Ying Chengjiao kicked out with all his strength.
Zhang Han held the long sword at his waist, without unsheathing it. He held the scabbard across his body and took Ying Chengjiao's angry kick.
The two collided with each other, causing a dull sound.
Zhang Han's left foot was in front, his right foot was behind, his feet were in a bow stance, and his body was motionless.
"Changan Jun, I'm sorry."
That’s all.
The surging internal force was like a raging wave, transmitted from his dantian to his hands, and from his hands to the sword.
Zhang Han pulled back the scabbard and pushed forward with five fingers spread out.
An overwhelming force suddenly surged, and Ying Chengjiao, who had been warned in advance, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. He retreated with a dark face to avoid its power.
Zhang Han stopped at defeating Ying Chengjiao and did not enter Zhangtai Palace. He stood in front of the palace like a door god, with an apologetic look on his face.
Xianyang Street.
The city defense troops filed out in groups of ten, and each squad leader led his troops into the homes of the nobles one by one.
There was an officer in each city defense force. The officer would issue an arrest warrant signed by the Chief Justice himself, and would take away the nobles themselves or their relatives amid the horrified expressions of the nobles.
Some nobles collapsed to the ground, incontinent, with smelly urine flowing all over the floor.
Some nobles cried out for injustice and shouted loudly, "This is retaliation and exclusion of dissidents."
Some nobles said nothing, with gloomy faces, quickly prepared their horses, and rushed straight to the Supreme Court.
The nobles reacted so strongly not because the city defense army joined forces with the officials to arrest people, but because the arrest warrant wrote the name of the person to be arrested but did not write the crime for the arrest, which violated some Qin law.
The most important thing is that the arrest warrant actually stated the punishment to be imposed - beheading!
This has never happened before, the sentence has been determined in advance before the case has even been tried.
No one knew the origin of this storm. This sudden disaster was even more sudden than a sudden heavy snowfall.
In Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengjiao, who was violently repelled by internal force, knew it very well.
Zhang Han's method would not last long after a few attempts, and his combat effectiveness would drop sharply. As long as Zhang Han did not change his tactics, he would be able to break out after a few more attempts.
But he also knew it.
Zhang Han, the sword master, did not draw his sword to fight with exquisite sword skills, but like a lucky man who suddenly gained abundant internal energy but did not know how to use it, he poured out all the internal energy in his body in order to save face for him.
No matter from which aspect, Zhang Han can absolutely crush him, and using internal force to crush him is the most decent way. It will neither hurt him nor make him embarrassed.
Ying Chengjiao's face looked very ugly, and the First Emperor's voice made him look even uglier.
"In the past, when someone was stabbed, you traced the source all the way from the assassin to the mastermind behind the scenes. Everyone along this line would be killed by the knife. This time, you don't have to do it yourself. I will help you."
He responded coldly.
"Her vendetta is personal to me and has nothing to do with anyone else. I've asked someone to verify that she has no companions. Whoever you want to kill, you've killed the wrong person."
"I didn't kill the wrong person."
Supreme Court.
Chief Justice Zhang Tu sat at the desk, looking impartial and intimidating, but in fact his back was covered in sweat.
There were at least thirty or forty people kneeling on the ground in the hall. They were all very young, and most of them had fear on their faces.
These kneeling people belonged to various noble families, several of them were great noble families who had made great contributions to the Qin State. Throughout the dynasties, there were people who had entered the palace and held meetings with the King of Qin.
But today he wants to execute all the members of these major families.
Although he was one of the Nine Ministers, an absolutely high-ranking official in the Qin State, he would be at the top of the power pyramid of the Qin State in just one step.
But killing so many people at once would put him under tremendous pressure, and he would offend most of the Qin nobles.
If there were only kneeling people in the hall, Zhang Tu, the chief justice, would feel pressured, but the pressure would not be so great.
Most of Zhang Tu's pressure came from the patriarchs of various major families who were standing in the hall and watching. Not only did they remain silent, but they also used stern eyes to signal their kneeling family members not to speak.
Gan Luo, Wei Zhang, Sima Yi...
Taken individually, each of them is a picture of him before he became the Minister of Justice, and they are existences that one needs to look up to.
The heads of these noble families gathered together to listen to the trial. When Zhang Tu thought about sentencing their clansmen to be beheaded in front of these people, he wanted to slip away.
[It's really hard to be a court judge. I miss Li Si.]
"Zhou Wen, you have used this before."
Zhang Tu frowned and threw a sheepskin bag from the table.
Zhou Wen, who was at the front, exchanged a glance with the patriarch of the Zhou family. Seeing that the patriarch had no instructions, he lowered his head to examine the familiar object.
With just one glance, he remembered what it was.
Before the building collapsed, the new manager named Ma Lie was really to his liking.
"I have used it. This is a hot water bottle. It was prepared for Wen by Ma Lie, the last president of the tower. When we entered the tower and it was cloudy and rainy, Ma Lie would give it to Wen to keep him warm."
Zhou Wen said truthfully that he didn't think there was anything to hide about this matter, it was not a big deal.
Zhou Wu, the head of the Zhou family, listened for a moment and then focused his attention on Zhang Tu. He did not think that the younger generation in his family would be beheaded just because of this incident. This incident should be just a prelude.
Zhang Tu in the hall picked up the bamboo slips and spread them out, saying in a deep voice:
"This item belongs to assassins. Anyone who uses it will be beheaded and executed immediately."
The palace soldiers who had been waiting on the side with Qin swords chopped down fiercely. Zhou Wen, who had no idea what was happening, had his body torn into pieces. He didn't even know why he died after hearing the cause of death.
Blood splashed in the hall, causing a burst of shouting.
Zhou Wu shouted angrily:
"Which Qin law says"
"Shut up!"
Gan Luo glanced at him and said in a low voice. Zhou Wu kept his mouth shut with an angry look on his face. All the heads of the noble families looked at Gan Luo.
As the leader of a noble family, Gan Luo must stand up at this moment .
Gan Luo looked at the picture.
"Who is the assassin?"
Zhang Tu shook his head somewhat embarrassedly.
“I don’t know.”
The people kneeling on the ground in the hall were screaming.
"Killing Zhou Wen without knowing who the assassin was, this is a frame-up! Murder!"
"Let me go!"
"Even if you use the same thing, you won't die!"
“…”
Most of the family heads present were filled with hatred upon hearing this.
No one knows who the assassin is, but he just picked up a sheepskin bag and killed a noble. Even Shang Yang was not so handsome when he killed people!
Gan Luo's expression remained unchanged.
"Who is the assassin?"
The noise in the hall was too loud, so he had to shout out.
Zhang Tu slammed the stone on the table hard, and the hall became quiet.
According to Qin law, if someone still dared to disrupt the court after being beaten with the stone, the presiding judge could kill him directly.
If Zhenshi can't calm them down, Qin Jian will do it.
Zhang Tuchang said:
"Changan-kun."
Gan Luo turned and left.
[Your Majesty, aren't you afraid that this bastard will seize the throne? ]
The only one who could command the palace guards was the First Emperor.
As soon as Gan Luo left, all the heads of the noble families who were watching dispersed.
"Shangqing, what does this mean?"
Zhou Wu caught up with Gan Luo, and behind him were a group of heads of aristocratic families who followed closely.
"We only killed some useless youngsters, and this matter should end here. As long as you don't provoke Chang'an Jun, this kind of thing will not happen again."
Gan Luo was speaking to Zhou Wu as well as to all the heads of the aristocratic families.
It is not in compliance with Qin law and rules.
As a king, he uses his power to oppress others.
This is an open conspiracy that only the supreme king can use.
If anyone dares to personally take action against Ying Chengjiao, it will be the heads of these aristocratic families who will die next.
Taking sides openly and honestly!
The people kneeling in the hall were in despair. They cried, cursed and screamed. The noise and crying started again.
"Noisy!"
Zhang Tu's confidence surged and he shouted majestically.
Bang~
The rock-stabilizing stone fell down, and it was of no use.
Whether you make a sound or not, you will die in the end.
Qin swords fell one after another, and he shouted curses before dying.
The hall of the Supreme Court was once again stained with blood today. They were all big shots who once flattered Marx and Lenin.
This kind of news always spreads quickly.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Li Si looked at Feng Quji who was working at his desk and said:
"The actions of the Supreme Court this time are against Qin law and against the rules. Shouldn't the Right Prime Minister stop it?"
Feng Quji didn't even raise his head.
"It is the job of the Imperial Censor to supervise all officials. I am no longer the Imperial Censor."
He patted the pile of memorials in front of him, which he originally only had the power to review but now had the power to revise.
“That’s my duty.”
Li Si was smiling but his heart was not.
"The Right Prime Minister really performs his duties conscientiously."
Feng Quji stopped writing, raised his head and looked at Li Si.
"The left prime minister was originally the chief justice, and the current chief justice Zhang Tu is the left prime minister's old subordinate. Why doesn't the left prime minister restore order ?"
"I think the court handled it very well."
"The left prime minister just said that it violated Qin law and was against the rules."
The second prime minister, Lu Buwei, listened to the two prime ministers arguing openly and had no intention of stopping them.
【What the king likes is what the world likes. 】
[Your Majesty likes to fulfill his duties and responsibilities, and Feng Quji, who has a wavering character, can also be upright and honest. The struggle between these two people for the throne is also exposed. ]
[Your Majesty's move will completely dispel those who think that Your Majesty is afraid of Cheng Jiao. No one in Xianyang will dare to make things difficult for Cheng Jiao anymore...]
In the palace of Lord Chang'an.
Xunzi sighed bitterly.
"This method cannot be changed."
In Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengjiao sat at the desk with a bad look on his face.
"Are you done killing?"
The First Emperor estimated the time and nodded.
"Almost."
Zhang Han, who was standing in front of the door, left at some point. Ying Chengjiao pointed at the First Emperor and said angrily:
"Don't ask Naigong to enter the palace anymore!"
"According to your personality, these people deserved to die long ago. I just let them die a worthy death."
Ying Chengjiao was too lazy to pay attention to the First Emperor. He quickly walked out of the palace and walked to the palace gate. Zhang Han, who had disappeared, appeared out of nowhere.
Ying Chengjiao slowly turned his neck and looked at the First Emperor who was sitting at the desk and observing him, and he felt an urge to usurp the throne.
"What do you mean? It's not over yet?"
The First Emperor chuckled.
"You haven't finished your business yet, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
He reached out and called over a eunuch.
"Announce the order of the Grand Historian."
