Daqin: Queen Mother, you don’t want to enter the priest’s workshop, do you?

"Your Highness, no!"

An old minister climbed a few steps forward and kowtowed to Ying Xi repeatedly.

"Your Highness, I implore you, please spare them!"

"This is 3 people, 3 people!"

"Those people in the land of Yanzhao committed a heinous crime and should be punished. But their family members are not worthy of death!"

When someone took the lead to stand up, other ministers quickly kowtowed to plead for mercy.

"Your Highness, the involvement is too wide at this time, you must handle it carefully! Otherwise, it may cause infinite trouble!"

"Your Highness, please be merciful!"

The ministers opened their mouths one by one, and kowtowed one after another, pleading for the more than [-] people.

Later, after the people in front had finished their reasons, the people behind even told the unconscious Ying Zheng.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty is still in a coma. When Your Majesty wakes up, I definitely don't want to see this scene!"

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

All of a sudden, the sound of heads hitting the ground continued in the hall. If people who didn't know heard it, they would think they had come to some place of prayer.

Sitting on the throne, Ying Xi watched the actions of these ministers coldly, and kept silent, letting them kowtow.

Soon, half an hour has passed.

The ministers thought that they were all pleading for those people, and they were so sincere that Ying Xi would definitely be moved.

But after kowtowing for less than half an hour, their foreheads were already swollen, and the pain was unbearable, but they didn't even exchange a word of Yingxi.

At this time, a minister suddenly raised his head and looked at Ying Xi: "Your Highness! Those traitors this time will indeed endanger our Daqin society."

"But what is the difference between what His Highness did and what they did?"

"Even if these officials have made such mistakes, they have made credit for Daqin before. Even if they don't have credit, they have worked hard!"

"What's more, what mistakes did their family members here in Xianyang make? In order to kill them together?"

"Your Highness, are you doing this for Daqin, or for your own selfish desire?"

The minister's words even had the taste of questioning, which made all the ministers who were still kowtowing stop their actions and looked at Ying Xi one after another.

They wanted to see what Ying Xi would do in this regard.

Ying Xi looked at the minister, and a sneer suddenly appeared on his face.

"That makes sense."

When the ministers heard the words, their hanging hearts went back a little bit.

In the next moment, Ying Xi suddenly grabbed the roll of bamboo slips in front of him and threw it directly in front of the minister.

"It sounds beautiful on the lips, but in reality?"

"Do you dare to say that you haven't coveted Daqin?"

"Also, as I just said, if any of you have anything to do with the Yanzhao land, I will not tolerate it!"

"Just started, you are so afraid, it means that you must have something to do with the things over there! It's the same party!"

"Come on, pull it down, kill the nine clans!"

"Here!"

The voice of soldiers came from outside the door, and soon, several guards came in and dragged the minister out.

The minister was still filled with righteous indignation last moment, as if he was speaking out for justice.

But when he was picked up by the guards, the heroic spirit just now disappeared without a trace, and his face was full of fear.

"Your Highness, please forgive me, please forgive me!"

However, his shouting didn't have any effect, and he was dragged down by the guards during a while of struggle.

In the hall, it suddenly became quiet.

Chapter 380 His Highness's plan must succeed

The minister who was kneeling beside the minister even quietly moved aside.

God!

They almost spoke with the minister.

Fortunately, they didn't have time to react because of shock.

Otherwise, their current fate would be no different from that person.

That was the fate of Zhu Jiu Clan!

After just saying a few words, he was punished by the nine clans. The ministers were silent for a moment, and no one dared to speak.

The price of talking is too great!

For a moment, the hall was extremely silent.

All the ministers kept their mouths tightly shut.

"Who else has an opinion?"

Ying Xi's eyes swept across the ministers.

The ministers held their breath, for fear that Ying Xi would think they had opinions if they breathed out.

Let the 3 people die.

Just keep them out of the way.

They don't want to be punished by the Nine Clans!

"It seems that you all agree with my approach. If so, retreat!"

Looking at Ying Xi's back, the ministers didn't dare to stay for long, and left in a hurry.

They must completely destroy everything that might involve them!

……

At this time, after a day and night of restless raids, Wang Jian led five hundred snow dragon riders, and finally saw the shadow of Handan City.

Naturally, the scouts sent by Chen Zhibao had already detected such a huge movement.

Before approaching Handan City, soldiers came forward and brought news of Chen Zhibao.

"What? General Chen is going down to Quyang?"

Wang Jian was a little surprised when he heard the words, he didn't stay in Handan, why did he go to Quyang?

After repeatedly confirming the authenticity of the soldiers and the news, Wang Jian hurried to Xiaquyang with five hundred Snow Dragon Riders.

When he saw Chen Zhibao waiting for him outside the city with a few elite soldiers, Wang Jian went up to meet him excitedly.

"General Chen..."

But as soon as he started talking, he couldn't say a word after that.

Because at this time, Chen Zhibao, how can he have the prestige when the two met last time?

With a sickly face, it seems that his life is not long.

"General Chen, who is this?"

Wang Jian looked at Chen Zhibao in disbelief, completely unable to accept what he saw.

"Cough cough..."

Chen Zhibao coughed twice at this time, and his face became paler because of these two coughs.

"General Wang, let's talk when we enter the city."

Chen Zhibao invited Wang Jian into the big tent, then waved his hands to the left and right to retreat.

Just when Wang Jian didn't know what Chen Zhibao was going to do, Chen Zhibao suddenly took out the Chinese Army Tiger Talisman and put it in Wang Jian's hand.

"General Wang, I'm not in good health. I'll trouble you, General Wang, for this matter in the army."

Looking at the tiger talisman in his hand, Wang Jian's eyes widened: "General Chen..."

Chen Zhibao didn't let Wang Jian's words go on, but pressed Wang Jian's arm heavily, and then shook his head.

Seeing the weakness on Chen Zhibao's face, Wang Jian held the tiger talisman tightly with tears in his eyes.

"Don't worry, General Chen! I will live up to my trust!"

"Thank you, thank you..."

Chen Zhibao spoke weakly.

Wang Jian put away the tiger talisman, then turned and left with a murderous look on his face.

As a veteran of the Great Qin Dynasty, he cared deeply for his juniors.

And Chen Zhibao is one of his most promising generals.

But he didn't expect that now the white-haired man was asked to send the black-haired man. The anger in his heart can be imagined.

But he didn't know that in the big tent, after Wang Jian left, Chen Zhibao, who had a sick face and seemed to be on fire for a while, suddenly became alive and well.

"Almost didn't go on."

Chen Zhibao said something to himself, and then the curtain behind the big tent was lifted, and Li Chungang walked in.

After entering, Li Chungang had a faint smile on his face.

"I didn't get it. General Chen, who is known as the villain, has such a high talent in acting."

"The old god congratulates me."

Chen Zhibao cupped his hands at Li Chungang, not complacent.

This is just what he should do for His Royal Highness as a courtier.