Chapter 9: Secretly hiding the king's clothes and plotting to rebel

Boom, Boom, Boom!

The newly promoted lieutenant Ying Teng led tens of thousands of elite garrison soldiers and ran to the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion in small steps.

A big wave of your hand.

The soldiers scattered in all directions, and the water surrounding the prime minister's mansion could not be drained.

The surrounding people were so frightened that they fled far away.

There was a big commotion outside the house, and a servant of the Lu family opened the door of the vermilion lacquer copper nail and asked:

"Who are you?

Dare to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion to be presumptuous, and if you know each other, you will get out immediately.

Otherwise, the prime minister will blame him, and let you wait to eat and walk around. ”

The seven-rank official in front of the prime minister, as a servant of the prime minister's house, felt superior and arrogant, and did not take the garrison in his eyes at all.

What's more, Lu Xiang is not an ordinary prime minister, he is a powerful minister who leans towards the government and the opposition, and even the young King Qin has to respect his middle father.

"The lieutenant of the garrison was ordered by the king of Qin to arrest the national thief Lu Buwei and the men, and confiscate the family property!"

Ying Teng frowned, opened his loud voice, and said murderously: "To the general, those who dare to resist will be killed!"

At the sound of an order, the elite garrison armor soldier held a halberd and killed towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"You can't come in, come on!"

Poof!

The servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion tried to stop him, but was pierced through the heart by a halberd of the armor.

He couldn't understand why the garrison had become so bold when he was dying.

His eyes were full of incredulity.

Kill the servants, and the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion is opened.

The first team of garrison soldiers rushed into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Ying Teng jumped out of the carriage and was about to lead the other garrison soldiers into the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But at this time, the mutation protruded.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The dozens of armor soldiers who had just rushed in flew out screaming, fell to the ground, vomited blood and fainted.

A group of people rushed out of the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the first person was particularly eye-catching.

It was a bald man, two meters tall, as strong as an iron tower, a few points taller than his win.

This person is the No. 1 master disciple dragon mastiff under Lu Buwei, who has cultivated seven times in the transcendent realm, and his strength is amazing.

The dragon mastiff held a bright machete in his hand, and pointed at Yingteng from afar: "You, immediately withdraw the army to Long Ye, otherwise, don't blame Long Ye for killing!"

Be as arrogant as you want.

Ying Teng gritted his teeth and said: "Give it to me, kill the rebel!"

Sonor!

One of them drew his saber and slashed at the bald man.

Ying Teng has just been appointed as a lieutenant, commanding the garrison and garrisoning the royal city.

If you can't even do a good job of arresting the people and guests of the Prime Minister's Mansion, how can you stand up for your authority and how to sit firmly in the position of lieutenant.

King Qin would have been disappointed in him.

Winton can't afford to lose this person.

"I don't know what to live or die!"

The dragon mastiff scolded, shook his backhand, his muscles were violent, he grabbed the machete, and rushed towards Yingteng with his legs.

Click!

Click!

With every step of the dragon mastiff's fall, the bluestone slab under its feet cracked, unable to withstand its strong foot force.

Soon, long knives and machetes collided together.

Sonorous β€”β€”!

Mars everywhere!

The two fought for more than ten rounds, but Ying Teng was finally defeated, and was knocked to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The hands holding the knife cracked, and scarlet blood gushed out from the broken blood vessels.

Dye the armor red, dye the slate under the body red.

Yingteng felt that a pair of big hands were not his own, and he didn't listen to the command of his brain.

"Death to Master Long!"

The dragon mastiff took an arrow step and rushed to the front of Yingteng.

Raise the machete and cut it down.

"Your Majesty, I will be loyal to you again in the last life!" Win Teng roared unwillingly.

"Lieutenant !!"

The armor soldiers around who were fighting fiercely with the soldiers of the Prime Minister's Mansion shouted anxiously.

Seeing the bright blade of the machete, he was about to cut off Yingteng's neck.

At the last moment, I suddenly felt a gust of green wind coming.

The machete paused an inch from Win Teng's neck, unable to descend a single inch.

The dragon mastiff felt pain in his arm, if it was bitten by a tiger.

He looked intently and saw a middle-aged scribe with long hair untied, grasping his big hand with a knife.

This person's eyes are as sharp as a falcon, which is very uncomfortable.

He is none other than Prime Minister Sima Yi.

"Let go of Master Long!"

The dragon mastiff roared angrily and struggled hard, but to no avail.

The other party does not move like a mountain.

Sima Yi flicked his sleeves.

Yes!!!

The dragon mastiff screamed and flew upside down.

Thundered!

His sturdy body crashed through the wall of the Xiangfu and fell heavily into the courtyard, feeling the blood in his chest churning, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Apparently, he was seriously injured.

Another gust of wind hit.

The dragon mastiff looked up and saw the middle-aged scribe who was originally outside the Prime Minister's Mansion standing in front of him like a ghost.

"You...... Who the hell are you?"

Sima Yi's voice was hoarse and gloomy: "The new prime minister of Great Qin, Sima Yi!"

After speaking, he stretched out his big hand, his five fingers were angry, and there was a whirlpool in his palm, which slowly rotated, releasing violent suction.

Sou!

The dragon mastiff that fell to the ground was sucked into his hand, and his palm happened to clasp the big bald head.

Yes!!!

The dragon mastiff let out a terrible scream.

The muscles on his face were distorted, his temples bulged, his muscles bulged wildly, his eyes were wide open, and his strong body quickly dried up.

It's like a balloon with a leak.

Dozens of breaths after a while.

The dragon mastiff, which is more than two meters tall, has turned into a skinny and bone-covered dried corpse.

A gust of wind blew, and the dried corpses cracked, zil-la-la, turned into powder, and disappeared with the wind.

Sima Yi exerted the star-absorbing magic skill.

"Youkai!!

The soldiers of the Prime Minister's Mansion in the courtyard screamed in fright when they saw this scene.

Sima Yi waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew, and the surrounding soldiers flew out screaming, falling heavily to the ground and crying for their lives.

He didn't dare to be interested in the cultivation and flesh essence of these low-level soldiers.

Sima Yi's strength attracted many transcendent realm warriors in Lu Xiangfu to besiege him.

However, in the end, these people were easily killed by Sima Yi, and he used the Star Absorbing Divine Skill to suck their cultivation and flesh essence dry.

Half an hour later.

The rebels in the Prime Minister's Mansion were all ambushed, and the remaining thousands of people were all escorted to the Tingwei Mansion Prison and imprisoned.

At the same time, there was also a mouthful of large boxes, which were lifted out of Lu Xiang's mansion and stacked in front of the Xiang's mansion, and were not transported away immediately.

There are already a lot of people gathered around to watch the excitement.

They were all attracted by the shouting of the armor soldiers.

The garrison soldiers continued to shout.

"Come and see, the national thief Lu Buwei privately raised tens of thousands of soldiers and thousands of guests, greedy for a huge amount of gold and silver treasures, and wanted to change the law of the Qin State and the merchant monarch, seize the Ying family, and was imprisoned by the King of Qin!"

"LΓΌ Buwei's family secretly hid royal clothes and crowns, and his intention to rebel was clearly revealed. ”

β€œ......”

The armorers shouted as they opened a large chest.

I saw that there were white silver ingots, golden gold bars, jade, agate, pearls and other precious jewels.

The light of gold, silver and jewelry swayed in the sunlight so that people could not open their eyes.

In one of the boxes, there were royal robes, crowns, and even jade seals carved.

Such a scene caused the people to sigh.

"My heavens, if all the gold, silver and jewelry of the Lu Buwei family are exchanged for silver, there will be at least ten million taels!"

"So much money, even if it's a hundred lifetimes, you can't spend it all!"

"Lu Buwei is really greedy!"

"I heard that the annual tax revenue of the Qin State treasury is only more than 10 million taels. ”

"Lu Buwei is not only hugely greedy, you see that he also secretly hides the royal robe, crown, and carved the jade seal, this is a rebellion!"

"Lu Buwei really deserves to be killed, his name is Qin Xiang, and he is really a national thief!"

"Your Majesty King Qin, Wise and Martial!"

In the midst of the people's criticism of LΓΌ Buwei, Sima Yi boarded the carriage and went to Xianyang Palace to report his life to His Majesty.

All of this was planned and arranged by him and King Qin.