Daqin: Inheriting the Sword Saint and being read by Zulong

Chapter 97 Who dares to hurt my dear follower

"You want me to admit defeat? What's your intention? Do you want to see my head fall to the ground? My head doesn't fall to the ground." Ying Zige shook his head and said slowly.

"This... I just said it casually, why should you take it seriously?" Zhao Gao sneered, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

This kid is clearly on the verge of death, why is he still acting so calm?

Could it be that he still has a backup?
If it was an ordinary person, in this situation, he would have been scared to death, and would never appear so calm.

From this, it can be seen that this kid does have a way to retreat, otherwise, he would never know that there is a smile on his face at this moment.

Could it be that kid...

Thinking of this, Zhao Gaona's surprised gaze slowly landed on Han Baichuan outside the door.

I saw Han Baichuan holding the wooden sword in both hands, still looking sad, plus he had never seen such a serious scene before, and his body was trembling secretly.

Zhao Gao couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. The kid holding the wooden sword had an unlucky look on his face. It's not hard to see that although he was a little worried about Ying Zige, he was most worried about his own fate and future.

Did you guess wrong?
Is this kid not Ying Zige's backer at all?

Zhao Gao's face was suddenly full of doubts, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Of course he didn't know that although Ying Zige looked calm on the surface at this moment, he was almost scared to pee in secret.

I kept complaining in my heart.

[I am damn!What can I do?It's okay for Eunuch Sun to get up earlier, but you shouldn't leave work so early. 】

[What about nine to five?Don't you even look at what time it is now?He actually thought about leaving get off work, what an irresponsible father-in-law of the sun. 】

【I beg you, can you let a little more light shine?In the future, I will definitely not continue to lie in bed and sleep. I will definitely get more sunshine and give you a little face. 】

[You should rise up for me. 】

Seeing that the sun was gradually sinking to the west and was about to sink into the skyline in a blink of an eye, Ying Zige was very anxious.

The indifferent smile on his face was like a light bulb with a bad connection, flickering on and off, and might go out at any time.

On the high platform, Ying Zheng couldn't help sighing silently, feeling restless.

This kid actually said something about a good way to save the country. Now it seems that it is completely nonsense.

In addition, he has already issued a military order, and offended those old officials who can intercede for him, so how can he be lenient?
Why don't you just grit your teeth and say that you are just joking with Shisan and don't want his head?
But in this way, it will inevitably lose prestige in front of civil and military officials.

But if he cut off his head like this...

I really can't bear it.

Of course Ying Zige didn't know, just as his heart was beating wildly, his father's whole heart was beating like a drum.

The heartbeats of the father and son were so synchronized.

"The sun has already set, son, you lost." Zhao Gao often let out a sigh of relief, and at this moment he finally put his heart in his stomach.

There was a schadenfreude smile on his face.

He would like to see how Ying Zheng should deal with his beloved thirteen sons.

Act like nothing happened?

Of course not!
The famous Yingzheng unified the six countries not by breaking his promises but by keeping his promises. Otherwise, there would never be so many civil servants and military generals to assist him, and he would not have such a huge family business.

Cut off Ying Zige's head?

Zhao Gao didn't have such an extravagant hope in his heart, and he knew very well in his heart that unless he made a major mistake that endangered his family and country by beheading the son, Ying Zige would never be beheaded.

However, things like being thrown into the cold palace or sent to the Great Wall are inevitable.

Just thinking about it, Zhao Gao felt a burst of anticipation in his heart. He really wanted to see what kind of expression Ying Zige would have when that time came.

"Is the sun really going down?"

"Gai Nie didn't come. The so-called good recipe for saving the country is really empty talk. We shouldn't have trusted the thirteenth son."

"It's a pity, the thirteenth son is a good young man, but now he commits such a mistake of deceiving the king. I am afraid that this future will be ruined."

"It's a pity..."

……

All the civil and military officials shook their heads and sighed, but they each had their own thoughts.

Those who were unhappy with the thirteenth son and wanted to see his misfortune naturally felt a burst of gloating in their hearts.

And those old ministers who originally wanted to protect Ying Zige, after being treated with kindness by him, immediately gritted their teeth one by one, and kept silent very tacitly at the moment.

Ying Zige couldn't help being taken aback, a wry smile appeared on his face.

It seems that no one pleaded for him.

Outside the door, Han Baichuan's face contorted for a while, and he immediately put on a pain mask, and at the same time kept wiping the cold sweat off his head with his hands.

At this moment, my heart felt cold.

Finished!

It's really screwed.

It doesn't matter that the thirteenth son is finished, but this kid has always liked to cheat his followers, maybe he will say to himself with a smile when he turns around, I like you very much, you can go with me.

At that time, wouldn't it be time to finish playing with him.

Just thinking about this ending, Han Baichuan's legs trembled for a while, and he always felt that the most unlucky thing in his life was to meet Ying Zige when he went down the mountain, and was tricked by Ying Zige to be his follower.

On the high platform, Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and two cold breaths appeared in his eyes.

"Thirteen, you have lost now. My Daqin has my Daqin's rules. Since you have lost, you must act according to the agreement."

"Come on, push him out for me..."

Yingzheng's voice seemed to come from a cold cave, extremely cold.

All the people in the hall shrank their heads and looked at Ying Zheng with incredible eyes.

Could it be that Your Majesty really wants to deal with the Thirteenth Prince?

On Zhao Gao's face, subconsciously, there was a gloomy smile.

However, before Ying Zheng could finish speaking, there was a sudden commotion outside the door.

"Who is it? How dare you trespass into the Forbidden Palace, take it down for me!"

Crackling!

Jingle Jingle!

Then there was a sound of hands-on action, and then came the exclamation of those palace guards.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and it spread to the steps in the blink of an eye.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and all their eyes turned to the outside of the door.

I saw outside the door, those public guards were gathering at an extremely fast speed, blocking the thousands of steps like a tide, holding weapons in their hands, and looking nervously at the unexpected visitor ahead.

But he saw all kinds of weapons flying into the sky, but in the center of the chaos, the sword light kept flickering, and he could vaguely see a young man covered in mud, showing exquisite sword skills.

"Sword slave? Your kid is finally here..."

Seeing the young man's appearance, Ying Zige's tense heartstrings immediately relaxed, and he couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

(End of this chapter)