Da Qin: Kill Qin Ii at the Beginning

"Envoy, please sit down!"

Returning the salute slightly, Lu Qing waved his hand in a gesture of invitation.

Looking at the twilight old man in front of him, Qing Ji couldn't help but sigh, the dignified royal family of Chu was reduced to the head of a county

In the remote mountains, only the mere old ministers are left for company, how desolate.

The world of great contention is really cruel and unusual. If you are not careful, you will become a little pawn that no one cares about, even if it is the old one.

The uncle of the world is the same.

Chapter [-]: From now on, there will be no emperor in Shandong

It was just a chat, but the commander of the Chu State, Yin Luqing, showed a very happy attitude and placed Qingji in his own house.

Di stayed, and received a small banquet for Lu Qing in the main hall.

"Also please make Yindi introduce your Majesty. Your Majesty has important matters to discuss with His Majesty."-

After eating and drinking, Qing Ji got up and bowed deeply to Lu Qing.

"it is good!"

Lu Qing had no doubts about him: "Tomorrow, the messenger will follow the old man to the palace! ~"

Although this is only a small county, as Ling Yin, in this place, he has more power than King Xiong Xin of Chu.

Li, there is no need to make an appointment to see Emperor Yi, just go directly.

At the fifth watch the next day, Qing Ji had already woken up, and was well groomed and dressed, ready to enter the palace. This was his first visit.

Seeing Emperor Yi is also his last time.

The blue sky is about to disappear like the waning moon, and the huge and lonely morning star is already shining in the white sky of fish maw, unable to hide it

His inner excitement.

"Sir, please go to the living room for dinner!"

At this time, the servants in the palace came slowly.

"it is good!"

A look of excitement appeared on Qingji's face.

After the two of them had breakfast, each of them came to Wangcheng in a chariot.

Chenxian Wangcheng is a new palace area after Emperor Yi came.

The county government that came here was rebuilt.

The palace has an independent inner wall, which obviously has just been refreshed, although the red walls have been freshly painted, and the green tiles are also fresh.

It has been refurbished.

But none of this can change the desolation and desolation of the Wangcheng of Chenxian County.Although the palace has built a large row, there is no Peng

The city palace is magnificent.

His eyes flickered, Qing Ji followed Lu Qing in step by step, he knew that Emperor Yi's life had fallen into a countdown -

As far as the eye can see, the continuous palace complex still shimmers with intricate splendor in the sun, in the infinite desolation and cold.

In the Qing Dynasty, the supreme heroism that belongs to the co-lord of the world is revealed.

At the fifth watch, the gate in the center of the royal city was still closed, and outside the tall and deep doorway stood a row of listless yellow robes.

The armored soldier, the bronze axe in his hand looks cumbersome and outdated.

Seeing two chariots approaching, the soldiers rolled and pushed open the heavy gate of the royal city without any questioning.

The car drowned and entered the royal city.

No matter which country it is in the Central Plains, such a scene will never occur.Even if Yafu Fan Zeng is powerful

On the day, entering the Pengcheng Palace will also be subject to inspection.

The royal power is noble, and there are distinctions between rulers and ministers.

But now Ling Yin Luqing's power can be said to be powerful, and there is no need to check when entering or leaving the palace.

See, Emperor Yi's court is nothing but an empty shelf.

The bronze chariot went straight in. In Qingji's eyes, the palace in the royal city was towering, with red walls and green tiles.

The desolate and desolate atmosphere is blowing.

The ground is paved with huge bluestone strips, and swaying grass grows in the gaps. The wide main hall square is lined with elephants.

The huge stone ding of the king's power, there is a long table in front of the ding, and fireworks are rising.

It was as if he was burning incense for the funeral of the imperial court of Emperor Yi who was about to fall!

On the avenue that the courtiers entered and exited, not even the bluestone strips were put together, it was actually a dirt road.End of the avenue, level [-]

The main hall on the bluestone steps is not as good as the hall of the rich.

Through the hall door that was always open, Qing Ji could vaguely see that there was only one huge stone seat in the hall.as if speaking silently