The rise of Tianzhu of Daqin

Chapter 117 Twelve Golden People Town Kyushu

"Let's go, take you somewhere."

After talking about Fusu and the academy, although Yingzheng was still calm, Yingxuan could still hear the excitement contained in Yingzheng's words, mixed with a little fanaticism.

"Your Majesty, where are you going?" Ying Zheng was very curious. There are very few things that can make Ying Zheng excited or even fanatical, except for dominating the world.

"Go, you'll know." Ying Zheng made a fool of himself, and had already stepped out of the Zhangtai Palace. Ying Xuan hurriedly followed, and Zhang Liang also followed behind Ying Xuan.

"What makes His Majesty so happy?"

Ying Xuan tried to get some information from Zhang Liang, but Zhang Liang didn't know the reason, and shook his head at Ying Xuan.

"Liang doesn't know, His Majesty has been like this recently, and Liang didn't dare to ask."

"Forget it, it will be clear when we get to the place."

Under the leadership of Ying Zheng, the three walked out of Zhangtai Palace and arrived at Efang Palace not long after.

Efang Palace has five steps and one pavilion, ten steps and one floor, exotic flowers and plants, green pines and cold cypresses can be seen everywhere.Among the palaces and gardens, they are different, some are simple and elegant, and some are elegant and beautiful.Among them, the lights are brilliant, and most of the princesses and concubines of the six countries live here.

Yingxuan was wondering what Yingzheng was doing with the Afang Palace, but Yingzheng did not stop, walked to the bustling palace, and continued to walk towards Mount Li, followed by the abandoned pavilions that were not completed.

At the beginning, Yingxuan released the civilian husband and returned to his hometown, and promised Yingzheng that three years later, he would contribute money and efforts to rebuild the Afang Palace for Yingzheng.

"Could it be that your Majesty wants me to send people to rebuild the Efang Palace right now. Now that there is no one to ask for, and no money to ask for, should I sneak away while His Majesty can't stop?"

Ying Xuan felt uneasy, repairing the Afang Palace is a trivial matter, but for him now, there are still some difficulties.

Fortunately, Ying Zhengbi didn't mention this matter. After walking through the waste, he walked directly to the top of Mount Li.

On the top of Lishan Mountain, the top of the mountain has been flattened, and stone slabs have been installed. It is empty and has become a square.In the center of the square, there are eight pillars standing, and under the pillars, there is a big tripod placed on each.

King Yu cast Jiuding, which was acquired by Ji Zhou, and finally belonged to the people of Qin.King Zhuang Xiang destroyed the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, moved the tripod back to the country, and passed through Surabaya. Suddenly, a strong wind and heavy rain blew the tripod of Yuzhou into Surabaya, and it could not be recovered.

The people of Qin got the Eight Tripods, Yingxuan only heard about them, but he had never seen them in the ancestral hall of the Qin royal family, so he didn't expect them to be stored here.

Standing on the top of Lishan Mountain, you can have a panoramic view of Xianyang.This is Yingzheng's territory, and even Yingxuan, Fusu and others cannot step into this place without calling.

Ying Xuan was about to ask Ying Zheng what he was doing, but Ying Zheng stood in the center of the square, took out a token from his pocket, and embedded it in one of the stone pillars.

The ground between the eight stone pillars began to shake, then opened to both sides, and finally a huge stone cave entrance appeared.

"Mr. Zifang, wait outside, Shaoyan, you come with me."

Yingxuan entered the tunnel and found that the tunnel was extremely wide, with countless oil lamps burning on the walls, illuminating the passage brightly.

After passing through the passage, Yingxuan's eyes suddenly opened up. When he saw everything in front of him clearly and saw the incomparable scene in front of him, he was beyond shocked.

Twelve golden men stood in a bottomless cave, some held spears and roared, shaking off millions of soldiers; There is a disdainful face, an ordinary indestructible iron wall; there are golden men holding strong bows and crossbows, bending bows and setting arrows, and making shooting gestures;

Each of the twelve golden men represents a branch of the Qin State. They have all made great contributions to the Qin people, and their achievements will last forever.

In the middle of the Twelve Golden People, there is a palace, on which ninety thousand miles of purple air gathers, enveloping all kinds of scenes, sometimes turning into mountains and rivers, sometimes turning into millions of soldiers, sometimes turning into giant dragons, roaring silently.

From the entrance to the palace, there was a winding stone road suspended in the air, allowing only one person to pass through. Ying Xuan followed behind Ying Zheng and arrived in front of the palace not long after.

"Your Majesty, this is...?"

Yingxuan has been in the Qin Palace for so long, but he didn't know that there is such a majestic place in the Qin Kingdom.

"This is the foundation of the Qin State, and the beginning of the immortal foundation of the Great Qin Dynasty."

Ying Zheng closed his eyes and spread his arms, purple air whizzed towards him, surrounding Ying Zheng, flowing in and out from the pores of his body, as if they were part of Ying Zheng's body.

"A few days ago, the dragon energy of Kyushu entered Qin from Hangu, and I suppressed Kyushu here with twelve golden men, laying the foundation of my Qin people forever."

"Daqin Wannian, Your Majesty Wannian!"

The Twelve Golden Man was originally a dead thing, but now he bowed down to Ying Zheng and spit out words.

"This is my empire, and it is also the Great Qin of millions of Qin soldiers who died on the battlefield."

Ying Zheng bent his straight back towards the twelve golden men, with tears in his eyes.

"I would like to die for His Majesty!"

The twelve golden men got up, looked up to the sky and screamed, Ying Xuan was so shocked, his eyes were dumbfounded, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Ying Xuan pinched his arm stiffly, the pain told Ying Xuan that everything in front of him was real.

"Don't be surprised, the hundreds of years of Qin's conquests, the swordsmen of the six countries, which one has not been stained with the blood of our Qin soldiers. I collected the world's sharp edge and cast it as the twelve golden men."

"The heroic souls of the soldiers of the Qin State are immortal after death, and they gather here to suppress the fate of the empire for the Great Qin."

"Birth, it will open up the territory for my Great Qin; death, it will also bless China for thousands of years. This is the demeanor of Da Qin Erlang."

Ying Zheng shared the honor, and proudly vented his pride to Ying Xuan. "If the Twelve Golden People do not fall, the luck of Qin will not decline; if the luck of Qin does not decline, the Twelve Golden People will never die."

Infected by Yingzheng's pride, Yingxuan bowed down to the Twelve Golden Men, and said loudly, "There is a Great Qin in the west, rising like the sun; only my Great Qin is not as old as the sky; only my Great Qin is boundless with the country."

"Okay, okay, I really didn't misunderstand you. Those who know me have the surname of Ying Shaoyan."

The frenzy in the eyes of Ying Zheng and Ying Xuan finally dissipated, the two also regained their composure, and finally looked at each other and smiled.

"Since you've come here, I'll take you to meet a few people."

Ying Zheng said with a little pride: "If the Marquis Wu of the Empire is the mainstay of the Qin State, then these people are the pinnacles of the Qin State."

"In Qin's hundreds of years of accumulation, they are the only remaining supreme powerhouses. Everyone has the strength of the Xuanqiao realm of life and death. With the help of Qin's luck, their lifespan is long and long. Their duty is to suppress the sects of the world. door, to deter the powerful of the aristocratic family, so as to ensure the long-term stability of the Qin State."

Regarding this point, Yingxuan is not surprised at all. There are many talented people from various schools of thought, and the hermit family has accumulated thousands of years, and they will not lose to the empire. It will make all the scholars helpless to fight back.

"In the past, they were called envoys of the King of Qin in the seven kingdoms of the world. Now that the world is united, I call them envoys of the Kyushu." Ying Zheng added.

"Are there only nine envoys from the Kyushu?" Ying Xuan asked.

"Many of them, after stepping into the Profound Bridge of Life and Death, they are qualified to become envoys of the Kyushu. However, although the Profound Bridge of Life and Death is powerful, they are still not qualified to suppress a state."

"Above the envoys of Kyushu, they are called Zhenyu envoys. This is the title determined by the ancestor King Zhuangxiang himself. Today, there are hundreds of millions of people in Kyushu, but there are only seven people who are qualified to be called town envoys. Three of them are hiding in the northern Jiuyuan. Beware of the monster saints."

"The two of them went south with Ren Xiao, and attacked the land of South Vietnam. Now there are only three people left in Xianyang."

"Shaoyan, work hard. I hope that in the near future, you can take over the token of Zhenyu envoy from me and become the real pillar of Qin."

Ying Zheng looked at the exuberant purple energy representing the Dragon Qi of Kyushu and said: "Qin has never been a king, and a capable minister can resist it."

"I will live up to His Majesty's expectations!" Ying Xuan agreed without the slightest hesitation.

(End of this chapter)