Chapter 62 Death is confused, I don't know how I felt before I died?

The mighty convoy drove out of Xianyang from Xianyang Palace.

In the midst of the cheers of the crowd, the team like a long dragon, facing the warm spring breeze, embarked on the galloping road to the east.

There are a total of nine cars in the emperor's imperial chauffle, only one of which is taken by His Majesty, and the others are auxiliary cars, which are used to hide people's eyes and ears and confuse the public.

In addition to the emperor's imperial court, there were many small convoys in the procession, which were the cars of the accompanying officials.

"Meng Qing has something on his mind?"

In one of the royal cars, Yingzheng was playing against Meng Yi, and seeing that Meng Yi was a little absent-minded, Luozi asked.

"Minister, I'm just a little puzzled."

Meng Yi pondered for a while, but still spoke.

"Tell me about it."

Ying Zheng saw Meng Yi's position, and immediately showed a contemplative expression.

"Yin Tong is just a vain name, he forgets his righteousness for profit, why is His Majesty so important to him?"

Although these words were suspected of being a traitor, as a courtier, Meng Yi naturally knew what to say and what not to say.

His Majesty's kindness to Montessori is like a mountain, and he really can't bear His Majesty to be bewitched by villains.

"The art of war cloud, if you want to take it, you must give it first."

"Meng Qing, you're going to lose."

Ying Zheng said with deep meaning, and then dropped the last son, sealing all the retreats of Meng Yi's chess game, and directly killed.

"Your Majesty's chess skills are unfathomable, and the ministers are beyond their reach."

Meng Yi immediately looked at the chess game, thought about it for a long time, and finally chose to admit defeat.

"It's easy for my deputy to sit up, but it's hard to say if you want to come down."

Ying Zheng picked up the wine jue on the wooden table, and after speaking, he drank the wine in the jue.

Meng Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of coldness, and he wondered: "Is there a thief who wants to be unfavorable to His Majesty?" ”

He is not only the secretary, but also the supreme commander of His Majesty's Praetorian Guard.

If Your Majesty makes any mistakes, he will die a thousand deaths.

"If I'm right, it's going to be a lot of fun."

Ying Zheng put down the wine jue, and there was some playfulness.

"Your Majesty, the ministers immediately arranged the guards, strengthened the guards, widely distributed sentry horses, and supervised the Quartet."

Meng Yi was not as calm as Yingzheng, but bowed his hand in a hurry.

"It's okay to do this, send more guards to protect Yin Aiqing."

"As for the guards here, it's business as usual, just like the rest of the empty cars."

Ying Zheng's voice was flat, and he said to Meng Yi.

Meng Yi felt a chill welling up in his heart, Your Majesty's words, the amount of information is a bit big!

But after pondering for a long time, Meng Yi was still confused.

Who has the audacity to openly assassinate His Majesty?

This is a serious crime to destroy the Men Yi clan, and there are 10,000 of the Empire's most elite Praetorian Guards and 5,000 Iron Eagle Guards guarding the Holy Driver, a total of 15,000 armor.

Don't look at the small number of people, but these people are the elite of the Great Qin Empire's army.

They are all warriors who have experienced a hundred battles and made great achievements.

What assassin can break through the armor?

Unless 100,000 troops are mobilized to come, Meng Yi really can't think of who has the ability.

"Minister, obey the order."

Although Meng Yi was suspicious in his heart, since His Majesty didn't want to say it, then naturally we didn't dare to ask.

The huge convoy, not passing a place, will cause the local people to watch, and the officials will greet and bid farewell.

It took more than half a month to enter Sanchuan County from the internal history.

The emperor drove through Luoyang, Xingyang, near Yangwu, and was suddenly disturbed by bandits, and the first emperor was furious, punished the guards, and suppressed the bandits, so as to purify the world and calm the hearts of the people.

Bolang Pavilion grass and shrubs are everywhere, and the grass and trees all over the mountains are dense and beautiful.

Behind a small hill, several men wearing black robes with hats on their heads lay halfway up the mountain.

They were all engrossed, condescendingly watching the gallop below the hand of the armor soldier.

In the distance, dense black shadows were like a long black dragon, winding towards them.

About an hour later, a huge convoy arrived.

Looking at one after another, luxurious and huge cars, everyone was a little dumbfounded.

"Sir, there are so many cars, which one is Yingzheng in?"

One of them spoke to the man next to him.

The man who was questioned did not speak, but stared coldly at the vast convoy, constantly looking at it.

Eventually, he set his sights on the third giant chariot, his eyes full of resentment.

Although these cars are almost identical in appearance, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

However, he saw the flaw, and the armor guarding the third car was obviously more than the others.

Especially the armor soldiers who guarded the other cars, all of them looked relaxed, and they couldn't see the slightest tension.

The heavy armor of the third car was vigilant, searching and looking around, clenching the weapons in their hands, and being on guard.

Emperor Qin's reign will inevitably be on top of this car.

"That's it."

Pointing to the third car, Zhang Liang's tone was definitely very different.

"Then wait until it's closest."

In an instant, everyone reached a consensus.

And Yin Tong, who was sitting on the third royal car, was in a very comfortable mood.

Your Majesty has given you a special gift to let yourself take the royal ride, which is the only honor in the world.

It seems that His Majesty really values himself very much, and in the near future, he will be able to make a name for himself in the world and be in power.

Those things that look down on themselves on weekdays will pay their due price.

Thinking of this, Yin Tong's eyes revealed endless resentment.

Lying in the royal bowl and drinking fine wine, Yin Tong felt that he had reached the peak of his life.

I kept fantasizing about the picture of myself commanding hundreds of officials and being admired by thousands of people in the future.

But at this moment, there was a loud bang, and Yin Tong only felt that the sky was spinning for a while, and then he saw a black shadow smashing towards him, and he lost consciousness.

"There are Assassin ......"

"Capture the Assassin ......"

A huge hammer fell from the sky, breaking through the top of the Imperial Bowl and smashing into it.

The Quartet Armor Soldier suddenly raised the Changge in his hand, and his eyes began to search around.

A large number of iron horsemen began to rush away, scattering in all directions.

"Removal ......"

After seeing that the blow was successful, several black-robed people with hats seemed to have premeditated, and immediately moved quickly into the lush grass and disappeared completely.

After all the main roads and valleys were heavily guarded, Ying Zheng walked down from the seventh royal car.

"Your Majesty, Yin Shangqing was killed and unfortunately died tragically."

Meng Yi couldn't help but think of what His Majesty had said before, and he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Good fellow, I don't know how I felt before I died?

When Ying Zheng heard this, he suddenly showed a grief-stricken look, as if he was shocked by the bad news, a little exhausted, and his body swayed.

Everyone was immediately shocked, and they all stepped forward and shouted: "Your Majesty, don't be angry! ”

"Aiqing!"

"I thought that you and I would be able to conspire for a great cause, but I never thought that God would be jealous of talents."

"I hurt you!"

Ying Zheng shouted sadly, looking like he was cut off from his liver and intestines.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"It's all the fault of the traitors."

"Yes, you have the audacity to assassinate Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad, take care of your body!"

"Your Majesty is a member of the society and all the people, and there is no room for mistakes, and Yin Shangqing can be regarded as a well-deserved death, fulfilling the duty of a courtier."

"Yes, I believe that Yin Shangqing will be very pleased if he knows underground."

For a time, the civil and military ministers spoke one after another.