The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 908 Can Good Fame Bring My Majesty Back?

Qin Shu looked at the prisoner who was being escorted and knelt on the ground, turned his eyes slightly, and looked at Qin Yi and Yin Qinghe: "As you wish, Your Majesty has fallen off the cliff."

Yin Qinghe looked up at him, but was pinned down by the arms of the people behind him: "Qin Shu, the person who did it was from Qi State, don't forget that you are also from Qi State, son of the Qin family, The famous family of the country."

"Of course I won't forget."

Qin Shu stood in front of him, pointed his chin on his toes, and said condescendingly, "What if your majesty falls off a cliff? Yin Qinghe, I will let you see how the country of Qi is destroyed. Will the king you are loyal to still have such a backbone in the face of national ruin and family ruin?

"...How many people died in Dayan today, I will record it for you in a single stroke. I want the royal family of Qi to pay with blood."

Qin Shu's tone was very calm, so calm that there was no fluctuation in his tone when he said these words, but it was such a calm narration that made people almost chill to the bone.

No one will doubt that what he said is true or false.

Qin Shu raised his eyes, looked at the countless Qi soldiers who had been captured alive, and said coldly, "Yin Qinghe, do you know how many people are here?"

Yin Qinghe didn't speak.

Qin Yi seemed to know what he wanted to do, but his face suddenly changed: "Qin Shu."

Qin Shu turned his eyes to look at him, his eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water: "Brother, I don't want to touch you, you'd better not talk now."

"Da Yan has three hundred shadow guards, five hundred elites, and tens of thousands of dead bodies on Yunzhu Mountain. Your troops stationed on the border of Qi State were dispatched to attack and kill His Majesty. Have you ever considered the consequences of doing so?"

Qin Shu pursed his lips and smiled faintly: "There are more than 1 people who are still alive here today. Is what I said wrong?"

Qin Shu lowered his eyes, looked at his gradually pale expression, and watched his eyes gradually become tinged with fear, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and said softly, "Say, how about I kill them all?"

Yin Qinghe's face turned pale, and he forced himself to speak: "Qin Shu, the empress is dead, why do you..."

Qin Shu slapped his hand across the face.

Yin Qinghe's face was turned to one side when he slapped him, and a slap mark appeared on his face.

There was a buzzing in his ears, and a smear of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips. Yin Qinghe only felt that half of his cheek was almost numb.

Qin Shu said calmly: "Your Majesty will not die, she just isn't with me for the time being."

"This Palace tells you that even if something happens to His Majesty, Da Yan will not fall apart. You will see with your own eyes how Da Yan's iron cavalry broke through the gates of your country and made the royal family of Qi pay the price for what they did today. .”

After Qin Shu finished speaking, he smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I won't let so many people abandon their corpses in the wilderness."

He paused, turned around without hesitation, and said, "Bury it."

Qin Yi's expression changed suddenly: "Qin Shu—"

Qin Shu turned around and looked at him indifferently: "Brother, I won't bury you in this Palace, so why are you so anxious?"

Qin Yi looked up at him: "Qin Shu, it is an unwritten rule not to kill prisoners on the battlefield..."

"Brother, you have said that it is an unwritten rule, so what if I do this?"

Qin Shu looked at him quietly, with indifference in his eyes: "If His Majesty is not present, no one can disobey the orders of this Palace."

Qin Yi said anxiously: "If you act like this, you are not afraid that there will be objections from the Yan Dynasty, and your reputation will be bad?"

"Fame? Can a good reputation bring my majesty back?"

(End of this chapter)