"He also asked the minister to tell the king, let the king treat the original people of the six countries more kindly, such as today's decision, my Great Qin is also the moment to recuperate, the king must not be tyrannical to the people of the six countries, in this way, the world that my Great Qin has just obtained will not be long-lasting. Meng Tian said to Ying Zheng.

"Presumptuous!"

Ying Zheng said angrily, it seemed that Wang Chan's words angered him a little. Ying Zheng calmed down the anger in his chest, and he said: "This world is a widow, and the widow can do whatever he wants, and he dares to take care of the widow's state affairs alone." When the widow ascended the throne, he once sent someone to bring a heavy gift to invite him to go out of the mountain to plan for the widow, and he was disdainful of the widow at that time. Now I use your words to warn the widow, and the widow has not gained the world without his assistance?

"The king is angry. Wang Chan is not very human, no matter what, among his disciples are my Qin State's predecessor Zhang Yi, and Su Qin, who wears the seal of the Six Kingdoms, and further afore, Sun Wu, who wrote "The Art of War", and Sun Bin, a master of the Art of War. It is also said that this person has lived for hundreds of years, otherwise how could his apprentice have such a large time span. In any case, this man is also a man of God, and there may be some truth in his words. Meng Yi said to Ying Zheng on the side.

Listening to Meng Yi's words, Ying Zheng's anger calmed down a little, and he sat back on the throne with Zhao Gao's support, he let Meng Tian get up, and then said: "This person can really live for hundreds of years?

Zhao Gao bent down on the side and said, "Your Majesty, no one in this Guigu Sect knows the exact location of the Guigu Sect except for those Guigu disciples who have come out of the mountain. No one knows who this Wang Chan really is, and no one knows how old he is, but the world only knows that he is the sect master of the Guigu Sect, and who knows if they are a person. Even if there is really someone in this world who can live for a long time, then it must be you, the king. ”

"Long live?" the word that Zhao Gao said made Ying Zhengxi smile. Hooray, yes, what emperor doesn't want to live for 10,000 years, so that his empire can also exist with him for 10,000 years, what a proud thing it must be.

Zhao Gao's words gave Yingzheng a lot of inspiration, and he said: "Zhao Gao, you draw up a will for the widow, so that when the widow's courtiers bow down to the widow in the future, they must all say long live the widow, long live." ”

"No. "Zhao Gao commanded.

Long live long live? What kind of strange name is this? Meng Tian and Meng Yi looked at each other, how can anyone in this world live for 10,000 years, and the title of this king has become too casual.

"By the way, the two Aiqing, Zhao Jia of Zhao State has been captured by the widow, and the widow is ready to behead him tomorrow in front of tens of thousands of people in Handan City, what do the two Aiqing think?" asked Yingzheng.

"Your Majesty, the killer who assassinated you escaped, he and Zhao Jia are in the same group, and the minister wants to ask him if there is information about that killer, please allow the king. "Said tomorrow.

"Okay, I'll give you one night. After tonight, whether he says it or not, tomorrow the widow will behead him and show him to the public. ”

"The minister retired. ”

Meng Tian and Meng Yi walked out of the palace, Meng Tian went to the place where Zhao Jia was held to interrogate the details of the killer, and Meng Yi went to register those who were arrested and had bullied him when Ying Zheng was a child, and escorted them back to the palace of Xianyang City to be enslaved.

When Meng Tian arrived at the place where Zhao Jia was being held, Zhao Jia had been beaten all over his body by the soldiers of the Qin army, and when Meng Tian arrived, Zhao Jia was almost beaten and only had one breath left.

Meng Tian stopped the soldiers from whipping Zhao Jia, walked up to Zhao Jia, who was tied to a wooden stick, and asked, "Who is the killer who shot King Qin with his sword in the end today?"

Zhao Jia raised his head with difficulty, looking at this general of the Qin State who had ruined his good deeds, if he hadn't been careful, maybe the corpse of King Yingzheng of Qin would have been cold at this time.

"I don't know. "First Chinese Network

Of course, Meng Tian wouldn't believe him, and he asked again, "You really don't know, aren't you with that person?"

Zhao Jia's blood-covered face struggled to squeeze out a smile, which looked a little scary. "No comment. ”

Meng Tian's anger suddenly came out, and the anger accumulated from the killer made him very dissatisfied with Zhao Jia's attitude. He suppressed his anger and said, "If you don't say it, I also know, that person is a disciple of the sect master of the Guigu Sect, is what I said right or not?"

"Oh yes, your sister caught him and didn't kill him, then you're finished, he'll haunt you for the rest of your life, and you'll only be relieved when you die or be killed by him. Zhao Jia looked at Meng Tian and said, his voice was very hideous.

"But you can't see that day, and the king has decreed that your head will be cut off tomorrow in front of all the people in Handan, which means that you have less than twelve hours to live. I can assure you that these are the twelve most difficult hours of your life, and it doesn't matter if you don't tell me who that person is, didn't you say that he would pester me? ”

After Meng Tian finished speaking, he turned around and left, he felt that there was no need to ask something about a dying person like Zhao Jia, since Zhao Jia said that that person would pester him, just wait for him to send him to the door.

"Meng Tian, you don't have to die well, and you will die in this prison like me in the future, you wait, I, Zhao Jia, will watch you from the sky when I die. Hahaha......"

The laughter didn't come out long before it was interrupted by the reprimands of the soldiers guarding Zhao Jia, and then several more cries of pain came out and reached the ears of Meng Tian, who walked to the door of the cell.

On the second day, the news that the former prince of Zhao Guo Jia was going to be beheaded spread all over the streets and alleys of Handan City, and almost all the people of Handan City, who had been closed at home the day before, took to the streets of Handan City today. Gongzijia used to be very famous in Handan City, after all, he was also a person who had the opportunity to become a king, but his luck was not good, the Qin army was under the city, King Zhao was cowardly, and took the initiative to open the city gate to surrender to the Qin army, Gongzijia had no choice but to flee with his henchmen. This time he did not succeed in killing King Yingzheng of Qin, and the people of Handan City spontaneously took to the streets to pray for him for this former prince.

There were a sea of people around the execution ground, and the people of Handan City surrounded the execution ground, and everyone looked at Zhao Jia, the son who was kneeling on the wooden platform built in the center of the execution ground, kneeling there covered in blood.

Zhao Jia raised his head and looked at these former people, he was full of emotion in his heart, if his father had not surrendered like his relatives, I am afraid that today I don't know how many fewer people will be here, or the Qin army will massacre the city after breaking the city. He didn't know if what his father was doing was right or wrong, maybe as the king of a country, there must be something difficult to choose.

Meng Tian stood on the execution ground in armor, and he watched his surroundings vigilantly. The four gates of Handan City are still closed, and no one is allowed to enter or leave, and he knows that the killer will definitely come here, but he doesn't know if he will make a move.

There were 5,000 people in this execution ground, 2,000 in the Ming and 3,000 in the dark, and even the people of the surrounding Handan City were hungry mixed with the elite soldiers of the Mengjia army, who dressed up as ordinary people, searching for killers who might be hiding in the crowd.

"General, when the time comes, will the execution begin?" a soldier reported to Meng Tian.

The envoy arrived so soon, and the shadow of the killer had not yet appeared. It seems that he won't make a move today, Meng Tian said in his heart.

"Okay, let's do it. Meng Tian said to the soldier.

"When the hour comes, the general will give the order to execute!" Affirming Meng Tian, the soldier walked to the execution ground and said to the Qin military warrior who was in charge of the execution standing beside Zhao Jia.

The machete of the execution was very fast, and as soon as the knife fell, Gongzijia's head rolled down to the ground of the execution ground, sticking a lot of dirt. Childe Jia's eyes were open, but he couldn't see the scene in his eyes anymore.

Seeing Gongzi Jia's head fall to the ground, Meng Tian suddenly felt a sense in his heart, and he looked towards a two-story building not far away, where there seemed to be a figure flashing and disappearing.