Chapter 482 Zi Ying

How radiant, energetic, high-spirited, and glorious their side is, how depressed, depressed, depressed, depressed, sad, and humiliated the people waiting at the gate of Xianyang City are. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The winner is the king and the loser is the thief, and this has been the rule since ancient times. The four hundred years of wolf smoke in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period have written this rule into everyone's bones, but recognition is recognition, when such a thing falls on your head, is it so easy to accept? The answer is obvious. What's more, for hundreds of years since the Warring States period, they have faced this rule with the attitude of victors, and now it is their turn to be losers, this gap is as unacceptable as the Celestial Empire has become the sick man of East Asia.

What's more, what they are most afraid of now is whether Xiang Yu will pick their heads as a souvenir of their entry into Xianyang.

Those who surrendered because they were greedy for life and afraid of death were more serious than anything else. And Xiang Yu's killing intent, the hundreds of thousands of Wang Lijun's corpses on the battlefield of the giant deer by the Yellow River have set a good example for them, and they are very afraid, afraid of following in their footsteps.

And the one who is most afraid should be the one who stands among them, the one at the front.

Tie the neck to the group, the white horse is a car, the seal of the son of heaven, and the flag is next to the road.

This is a record of the etiquette of surrender in the history books. But the actual scene is far from being summed up in these seventeen words.

In a piece of mourning clothes, the child is ...... Oh no, maybe it should be called Emperor Ziying, Emperor Ziying should be the most embarrassed one.

Behind him was a swarthy coffin, with nothing to wear under the white mourning clothes, and the placket of his clothes was open to reveal a large area of flesh that was white because he had not seen the sun and slightly loose because he had not exercised, and there was a hemp rope hanging around his neck, on which he was led by a goat that kept writhing, and the goat dragged him from side to side, but he still did not dare to put his hands down, because he had to hold his hands firmly above his head, and he could not be vague at all. Because he held the jade seal of the Qin State in his hand, and the clan.

At the beginning, Zhao Gao chose this son and baby to be the third Qin who was about to die, and the standard should be the same as Xiang Liang's selection of Xiongxin, a shepherd baby, to be the king of Chu Huai. What you want is to be weak enough, incompetent enough, and obedient enough to be a qualified substitute for the dead.

Although he didn't expect that there was still a rare Qin blood in this child's baby, he called three or two friends to slaughter the powerful Zhao Gao, but his conditions were indeed weak enough.

Maybe originally, because of his exploits in killing Zhao Gao, people would still look at it, but unfortunately the time was too short, and from the moment he stood here, he lost all value, and the only remaining role was to be a pathfinder.

The word baby has no meaning, it is just a child. Of course, when people named children, they took a name called "child", so you can imagine how perfunctory the name was at the time, and how little this child was cared about.

Ziying's father is the elder brother of Qin Shi Huang, Chang'an Jun Cheng Cheng (pronounced "proud", note).

In the eighth year, General Wang's younger brother Cheng Cheng attacked Zhao, but he was dead and stayed.

How many flies and dogs are behind these fourteen words, how much bloody darkness, Ziying doesn't want to think about it anymore, and he doesn't want to pursue anything. His biological father and mother all died in that inexplicable rebellion and rebellion, maybe because he was just a humble concubine, or maybe the first emperor showed him a little rare kindness, and he still survived.

Although the Ying family is a large and glorious family, although a fish like him who slipped through the net lives in people's tacitly hearts, no one will really attach importance to and take care of this child.

His earliest memory is that in that deep palace wall, living with the temple people and the palace people, he had to work hard to get a little resources to survive.

No one hides his background, and no one will take care of a child's psychological fluctuations, he has always been different from other children in the palace, since he can remember. Perhaps, the only advantage of his identity is that no palace person dares to beat him openly, because he still has the blood of the Ying family in his body, no matter what.

However, it is only unclear that it is not known.

That gray childhood Ziying didn't want to recall, in short, he still survived, lived to walk out of the court, married a wife with the same embarrassing status, and had two not very beautiful concubines, the biggest achievement was the son he gave birth to, smart and witty, this is his greatest pride.

And then his status inexplicably rose all the way, and he also rose to the court, where he could meet his ridiculous emperor cousin.

In fact, he knew that none of this was groundless, and the reason for his rise in status was because his emperor's cousin killed all the other Ying family, but as an emperor, there are always two people to support the scene, and his cousin, who has an anti-thief father, is the best candidate. So the more the emperor's cousin killed, the faster his status rose, and finally when the emperor's cousin was also killed, he took the place of his cousin, just as he had replaced other clansmen before.

But this position is really not easy to sit in, it is not easy to do than all the positions he has done before, and he knows the reason why Zhao Gao praised him, it is nothing more than a substitute for the dead! His head is an indispensable part of Zhao Gao's gift list.

But what to do? He doesn't want to be someone else's substitute, and his head doesn't want to be someone else's stepping stone.

So, let Zhao Gao die!

Perhaps it was the last bit of dignity of the Great Qin Empire, and in such a heavy place as Taimiao, ordinary soldiers still did not dare to come in.

But Zhao Gao dared, so Zhao Gao broke into the Taimiao alone, which originally did not allow the eunuchs to enter, and he killed the eunuchs who dared to enter the Taimiao as stipulated in the classics.

He also killed Zhao Gao's three clans.

Zhao Gao wanted to use him as a stepping stone, but now, he and the heads of his three clans have become the stepping stones in his hands, thinking of this, Ziying couldn't help but smile slightly.

But, whether this stepping stone is useful or not, this door is left to him first, and his two sons are ready, and if he knocks on this door, then one of them will come out, and the other will remain in the dark, and cannot be served in one pot. If he couldn't knock on the door, then the two of them would run away together, and one could escape.

In fact, he is still a stepping stone, but it is not Zhao Gao, it is his son's.

Zhao Gao wanted him to be a stepping stone, so he killed Zhao Gao. And his sons need a stepping stone, so he does it willingly.