I rely on Qin Shihuang to enshrine the gods

The little emperor must not be allowed to know!

Nowadays, the Qin Dynasty is full of wars and thieves are running rampant. Howl to fight against the huge waves of Qin!

Zhao Gao put his hands on the ground, his body rubbing and twisting under the luxurious fabric, and he was about to hold back a despicable trick to suppress Li Si so hard that he would never be able to stand up again.

But I didn't expect it.

The journey from the Prime Minister's Mansion to the Qin Palace went back so fast.

They also brought someone, Li Si’s eldest daughter.

——Li Yue.

Li Si's calmness as an official suddenly retreated slightly when he saw his eldest daughter arriving. The old man clasped his fingers, and the surface of the ravine seemed to be planted with vast waves of yellow and undulating grass.

Even Zhao Gao is absolutely weird.

Li Yue held the file in her arms, saluted the emperor, and said calmly: "The daughter of the people is here, carrying evidence of the Prime Minister's crime, just to accuse the Prime Minister."

Hu Hai was very interested: "Oh? The children are accusing their father. Let's hear what they say."

"Prime Minister Li Si received the gift from the late emperor and became one of the Three Dukes. He can be said to be respected and used. However, he attaches great importance to his title and salary. He takes a lucky attitude towards the current emperor. He is licentious, brutally tortures, confuses right and wrong, and is ruthless."

As Li Yue spoke, Hu Hai's expression changed drastically, and Zhao Gao's eyes also swayed from side to side.

Li Si's eyes filled with tears.

Li Yue stretched out her fingertips and looked at him, gritted her teeth and roared: "You are a minister, but you cater to everything, you are in a humble position, a place of hardship. You are a prime minister, but you don't admonish His Majesty for his atrocities, and you are vain." His words have led to His Majesty's brutal extortion, violent laws and misfortune to the country, harsh governance and people's resentment, and gangs of thieves filling the mountains! How can you have the face to turn tens of thousands of hard work into nothing!"

"Don't make mistakes!"

These sharp words made Hu Hai's face distorted, and he suddenly stretched out his legs and kicked Li Yue in the chest.

The young man's strength was so great that the woman's ribs cracked.

Li Yue lay on the ground, clutching her chest, Hertz's breath swaying in her lungs, roaring to the sky.

She closed her eyes and shed tears: "You people in power only know how to play with power. You have no sympathy for how difficult people's lives are. People are suffering, dying, and people are suffering."

"Yue'er."

How can a woman be so alert?

Li Si stood up unsteadily, his boiling heart seeming to burst his head.

Li Yue's eyes were so unfamiliar, like a sharp cone piercing into his chest: "Li Si, you are guilty and have your faults. You are unfaithful and unjust. You are unworthy of the late emperor and the people of Li. You destroyed the great road for the sake of the people." Treason." He raised his eyebrows and cursed angrily, "You are a villain with selfish desires, your virtue is not worthy of you, and you will be punished for your crime!"

Hu Hai couldn't bear to listen and shook his sleeves angrily: "Someone, take her down and cut her into pieces!"

The soldier came in holding a spear and approached the unarmed Li Yue. The woman was still pointing at him and scolding him.

"Tyrant! You tyrant!"

Li Si could no longer withstand the torture. His hands trembled and he roared suddenly. The anger made his body tremble up and down. He stopped in front of his eldest daughter and cursed viciously: "The days are mourning, and I will perish even if I let go!"

This is an oath that curses the demise of tyranny.

When this old man said it fiercely, this was the first time someone openly opposed and cursed his rule.

Hu Hai rushed out of the vast tyranny, jumped up and bared his teeth and said: "What do you know, old man! I do this to govern the world and stabilize the people! How can the country be strong if we don't follow the law? How can we stabilize the foundation of our Qin Dynasty without serious crimes, and even for eternity!" If you want to appease the world and rest in peace, you must continue the rule of my father! I am not wrong, what do you know, you damn old man! You have lost your mind, you have done so many unethical things, and you still dare to scold me, You old turtle!"

The spacious and majestic hall turned into a huge black mouth, and Li Si was almost swallowed up. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahahahahahaha, hahahahahahaha."

Zhao Gao protected Hu Hai: "Come here, the prime minister wants to kill the king! Come here quickly!"

"I'm guilty, I'm guilty."

Li Si burst into tears. After suffering so much, he finally woke up. When the autumn frost falls, the flowers and plants will wither, and the ice will melt and the snow will melt, and everything will be reborn.

Everything has a natural outcome.

Who can truly control their own destiny.

But he always imagined that he was the sage who could turn things around and save all people from fire and water.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Li Si is ashamed of you.

"It is extremely sad! How can I help you, a foolish and unruly monarch! Hu Hai! You wantonly built palaces, increased taxes, and squandered money. Your cruelty has made the world no longer bow to orders. You have far surpassed all previous generations. Xia Jie, Shang Zhou and Fu Cha committed atrocities, I, Li Si, will not assist an incompetent king!"

"What a tragedy! If you continue to let Zhao Gao assist the government, I will definitely see thieves entering Xianyang and the court becoming a place for elk to play!"

At this time, Li Si still had illusions about Hu Hai, even if the soldier held a spear against his throat and blood oozed out.

This veteran also wanted Hu Hai to wake up.

He was still unwilling.

Not reconciled.

Zhao Gao shouted: "Protect, protect, the Prime Minister is plotting rebellion, take it down!"

Hu Hai stretched out his hand to stop Zhao Gao.

He looked at Li Si with a sinister gaze, as if he was about to expose him, and a vicious smile appeared on his lips: "Don't die easily. People like Feng Quji and Feng Jie are so boring. Divide them into five punishments and destroy them." The three tribes will be killed tomorrow."

Li Yue lay on the ground and closed her eyes tightly.

Hu Hai patted Zhao Gao on the shoulder and said, "Thanks to Zhao Aiqing, otherwise I would have been betrayed by the Prime Minister."

Zhao Gao broke out in a cold sweat, and every pore overflowed with fear of this naturally cold-blooded little emperor, but there was a flattering smile on his face: "Without Your Majesty, I would not be able to live like this today. I will go through fire and water for your Majesty's great cause, and I will die." Don’t say goodbye.”

Five punishments.

First, the prison mark was branded on the cheek, then the nose was cut off, the feet were cut off, the reproductive organs were cut off, and finally, the body was cut in half, and the bloody and inhuman pieces fell to the ground.

This kind of humiliation that destroys personality and body is so cruel that it devours humanity.

No one could imagine that the broken pieces on the ground were politicians who had great glory in the past.

"La-ha-"

The sound of anklets colliding and dragging was heard. Li Yue was spared the death penalty because of his whistle-blowing, and was exiled.

Her hair was disheveled, her hands were in shackles, and her eyes were lifeless. The surrounding officials looked at her with pity or hatred, and most of them came here to enjoy the cutting performance.

Many Guizhou leaders with nowhere to vent their pent-up grievances yelled, cursed, spit, threw stones, punched and kicked her.

This is troubled times.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The wild dog, which was full of meat and had oily fur, devoured the body parts and barked at her, like a carnival.

In troubled times, people are worse than dogs.

It is not surprising that people are also forced to be cruel and twisted, the world is so bad, and the killings are endless.

She snatched her father's white head from the dog's mouth, gently wiped off the dirt on it, and wriggled her lips: "Father, are you a loyal person or a traitor?"

"..."

"Are you a saint or a devil?"

"..."

Li Yue closed her eyes, and heard in her ears what her father said to her while holding an umbrella. At that time, the wind and rain were like darkness, and the rooster was crowing. , you were once clothed in coarse linen, but now you are dressed in flower crowns and beautiful clothes, you are more than rich, surrounded by pearls and greenery, and you have servants and rings of merit."

"Father, let's go home."

In the distance, Zhao Gao was breathing hot, dry, turbid blood. When he suddenly saw that Li Si was dead, he was so frightened that he jumped down from above.

Then I saw that the inhuman head was held up well by Li Yue, and he narrowed the two long lines and showed a refreshing smile.

He sniffed, turned and walked away with a sinister smile.

Li Si, who had the rat as his ambition and also pursued endless power, eventually died in front of the rat.

*

Li Si finally died.

The little emperor heard his voice and refused to meet him. He always stayed away from the affairs of the government, for fear of exposing his shortcomings of being immature in the affairs of the state.

The deep arch confinement tried its best to protect the "majesty" he inherited from the late emperor.

After Zhao Gao was promoted to prime minister, all national government affairs were handed over to Zhao Gao.

Never show up for anything that is not important.

Hu Hai should feel that he is becoming the master of the gods. After all, the emperor's crown on his head is already quite "reliable" in comparison.

The late emperor's ministers who threatened him were dead and fled.

All the branches of the Ying surname were almost wiped out. Even these high-ranking nobles were defeated by his hands. There was no need to fear those Guizhou leaders who were as humble as mud.

This power vacuum.

He was able to let Zhao Gao roam freely in his lawn, let out stinky farts, drown in urine, kick up his legs in amusement, and use his legs to pull out dissenters. After a thorough bloodbath, he looked around and saw that there was nothing stopping him. .

Turns out this is what power feels like.

It invades your brain, and even if your head is pushed against a yellow bell, it won't fall off.

Power is law. What is law? Those laws that are as majestic and unshakable as Mount Tai are not just that. Laws are written by people and implemented by people.

He Zhao Gao.

Holding power means enforcing the law and killing people.

Zhao Gao had a graceful and generous smile on his face. Needless to say, he must be a slave that he couldn't escape. Even if he was raised in the officialdom for ten years, he would still be like this.

Damn, this old slave is so nasty.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Gao slapped himself hard, squinting and looking up at the golden dragon chair in front of him. Next to it was a jade seal that said "If you are ordered by heaven, you will live a long and prosperous life."

The rising sunlight every day shines on this dragon chair, and on the body of the late emperor, it is like wearing a piece of scaly armor.

It's so dazzling that people dare not look directly at it, just like a golden dragon showing its true form.

"Your Majesty, even if there is a temple for worship, the statues that are worshiped by three animals every day are still in pieces. Not to mention that you are a mortal body, how can you dare to claim that you are ordered by heaven?"

Zhao Gao bent over and slowly approached the dragon chair, with a fierce face that seemed to be dripping with blood.

He walked to the dragon throne. Reach out.

The golden dragon wrapped around the dragon chair suddenly opened its eyes, woke up, and glared at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao felt a chill going down his spine and sat down on the ground. The scales exploded completely from the dragon's body, and the golden dragon wrapped around the dragon chair inadvertently expanded a hundred times and thousands of feet high. Thousands of thunderous roars exploded in Zhao Gao's mind.

"Rumble--"

His lips turned white, his legs struggled and fell backwards, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat.

There was also a burst of thunder above the treasure hall, followed by the dark clouds of Hellele shining gloomily on the sky of Daqin, and the disaster hidden in the darkness followed like a shadow.

As soon as the golden dragon appears, there will be a storm.

Zhao Gao felt that the world was spinning, and he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the dragon throne: "Your Majesty, long live long live!"

There was no movement.

The dragon chair turns out to be a dragon chair.

It’s still the cold throne of gold and iron.

No matter how people change, power is a constant and ever-increasing force.

Zhao Gao kowtowed to the dragon chair: "Old slave, kowtow to Your Majesty, Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!" His hands were as hot as coals. He stood up and rubbed them violently, then changed his position and knelt down to kowtow, "Long live Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty!" "

Gritting his teeth and bulging the muscles like a mouse's cheek, the eunuch approached the dragon chair cowardly and tremblingly, and stretched out his hand.

"Snapped!"

Before they touched him, Zhao Gao slapped himself hard, then changed his position and kowtowed, shouting: "Long live, long live!"

He hugged his head tightly, his small eyes gleamed, he looked left and right, his throat grumbled, as if his skin stood up in fear, and he was afraid of revealing his true soul.

How mean.

The old dog that points where to bite is worthy of kneeling here.

Long live!

*

Zhao Gao, a mouse that had grown so ambitious, saw those couples and ministers with their nostrils pointing toward the sky lowering their hands and bending down towards him, even their nose hairs were flowing down the tips of their noses in reverence.

that power.

He held it in his mouth and sucked it repeatedly, not wanting to let go for a moment.

Who cares, Guanzhong is now wide open, and there are many heroes outside vying for the throne, clamoring that whoever enters Guanzhong first will be the king.

Zhao Gao's focus of power is very simple. Even if the outsiders occupy Guanzhong, he can at most give up part of his power and share it equally with thieves and become King Zhao.

Unexpectedly.

The riot was as fierce as the tide, setting off an overwhelming trend. Even the little emperor who lived in Wangyi Palace and continued to "hide his flaws" could not help but hear a few ears.

The little emperor didn't know how to restrain his arrogance and cruelty towards the prime minister.

Zhao Gao had to endure the humiliation and bear the burden.

Weeping and kneeling at his feet begging for mercy.

Hu Hai also suddenly realized that the waves were rising one after another, and the boat was already in ruins. He could not do anything about Zhao Gao for the time being. Although he was the supreme emperor, his lackey was not a dead tree.

The people will not be manipulated at will, and the handle of power is no longer in his hands.

idiot.

It's already too late.

When Hu Hai wanted to take action, Zhao Gao had already shown his butcher knife.

Wangyi Palace.

The crescent moon hangs low over the dark night, making it look particularly cold. There are no gems inlaid on the eaves of Wangyi Palace, and there are no rare birds or beasts kept inside for entertainment. It has nothing to do with the holy land of pleasure.

There are dragonflies flying at night, up and down, bit by bit.

Like the fate of this country, I don’t know where to fly.

The brick and tile foundations here silently reflect the ancient origins and heavy city. The Qin soldiers in helmets and armors are constantly patrolling the outer circle. There is a post every three steps. There is a tall watchtower in the palace, and there are sophisticated hidden treasures inside. of heavy weapons.

Why did Hu Hai choose here?

Not important anymore.

Zhao Gao had a way to knock him out.

Thousands of flaming arrows rained down into Wangyi Palace, shattering the peace. Suddenly, it burned violently, and the embers wiped out by the fire increased the panic in the dark night.

"The thief has broken through!"

I don't know who shouted. The fear and the tens of thousands of powerful "thieves" hidden in the distance made Qin Bing feel confused and panicked.

But after all, he is also a profound soldier who has experienced bloody storms.

soon.

Someone reacted and went in to protect the little emperor.

This time go in.

This completely exposed Hu Hai's "no trace".

Yan Le's hair was gray, his face was extremely smooth, and his drooping eyelids were as thin as razor blades. There was a fire in the bedroom, and when he broke out of the door,

The dragon robe was flying like a ghost, and it was splashing pungent fire oil.

Hu Hai raised his eyes and looked at him indifferently.

There was an overwhelming heat wave on his back. His dragon robe was too big and dragged down. Half of his face was turned red by the firelight, which was bizarre and paradoxical.

Yan Le pointed out and scolded: "Tyrant, you plunder the people's fat and anoint them, kill innocent people indiscriminately, and everyone in the world will kill them. Now I am here to arrest you, what else do you have to say?"

Hu Hai sneered and licked the corners of his mouth against the tiger's teeth: "Where is that dead dog?"

Yan Le remained silent, the butcher knife reflected the firelight.

"Pfft."

"Your Majesty, you said we are a dog, do we have to be a dog?"

When Xiao Rui'er arrived, it was still a step too late. Hu Hai fell in a pool of blood, clutching his chest, cold sweat broke out on the corners of his forehead and lips, and the zigzag line of fire swam under his feet.

The fire was so fierce that it almost occupied the entire sight.

Xiao Ruier staggered in and was about to carry him on her back.

Hu Hai held her sleeve tightly, his eyes were very young, the black gems were soaked in egg white, and he asked seriously: "Are you my mother?"

Xiao Ruier's voice was dry and hoarse: "How can this old slave be His Majesty's mother?"

"Where's my mother?"

"Your Majesty, let's talk after you get out."

"My father doesn't love me, and my queen mother doesn't want me either."

Hu Hai closed his eyes, curled up and hugged himself tightly, as if countless hands were holding his body and dragging him to the abyss, and in the end his wrists were unable to hang down.

Although the temperature of the flame is so hot, it is as cold as ice to the touch.

"child--"

Tears welled up in Xiao Rui'er's eyes, and she smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, as if he were treating his empress. The little emperor ignored the needs of all living beings, and manipulated them at will like a chess piece without any warmth, walking alone on the path of the late emperor.

He had no awe and no emotion, and just carved himself into a mold of costumes.

Xiao Ruier held a cane with her left hand and sat next to Hu Hai's body, letting it be swallowed up by the fire.

Perhaps there was a fire in Changle Hall that year, and everything had been burned to ashes.

"The rise and fall of the ages are determined by the same chess piece."

207 BC.

Qin II was forced to death in Wangyi Palace by Zhao Gao's confidant Yan Le. The elderly Ziying came to the throne and designed to kill Zhao Gao and his followers.

But the tyranny has already deeply rooted in people's hearts, and the hozens have dispersed before the tree falls. What's more, Qin II has long ago destroyed all the centralized power, that is, the structure of the Qin state.

Qin is weak and cannot get up.

The restorers who had their country destroyed and their ancestral temples destroyed had their power cut off and their classes assigned. What's even more frightening is that not only are they now in their prime, but hatred has been twisting and piercing their hearts.

Under the banner of counter-violence, they are actually killing to vent their anger.

206 BC.

Xiang Yu, the tyrannical overlord of Western Chu, led his troops into Xianyang and carried out irreparable and barbaric destruction of ancient civilization. The plum blossoms, which were in full bloom, had withered long ago and were trampled to the ground. They were burned, killed, and plundered everywhere. The fire destroyed the Xianyang Palace, which had five steps to the first floor and ten steps to the pavilion, with winding corridors and high eaves.

The fire burned for three full months.

Jewelry, property, and women were looted, and countless Guizhou leaders lost their livelihood and became refugees.

I only know that Qin lost the deer, but I don’t know that Chu lost the emperor.

If a hundred years later.

When the endless Yang Guan flows to the city wall, life strives to kiss the veins of the grass blades.

The original glory has turned into ruins, collapsed and buried underground and will never see the light of day. Here there are huge waves, the spring breeze blows through thousands of trees, birds chirp and deer sing in the sky, and streams flow quietly.

If pedestrians who come here on their way stop here, they will definitely enjoy the pure and refreshing mountain scenery.

"Mother, mother"

The child who was left behind wore straw sandals and squatted on the ground to dig out a broken four-beast tile, which was stuck to the moisture of the soil and the crawling insects.

The child blinked and looked at it, then threw it aside casually.

Then he pinched a seed next to him.

Under the waves of grass.

The child's smiling face was innocent and innocent. He held the seeds in his hands and jumped towards the sunlight: "Spring, spring, wheatgrass, wheatgrass, wheatgrass, delicious, delicious."