Ziying's chest was burning hot, and with great effort, he took out a black yin-yang fish pendant.

When the Yin Yang Fish was taken out, the anger on Qin Shi Huang's face and chest disappeared, and his brain regained its calm.

What the hell is it doing?

Ziying frowned, and carefully looked at this piece of yin and yang fish, whether it was carved or shaped, it belonged to the top grade.

But the most respected thing in the Qin State is the Legalist, so will this yin and yang fish appear on Ziying?

"Your Majesty, please dispose of the ministers as well." Seeing that Ziying didn't reply for a long time, Yang Duanhe urged.

Ziying glanced at the kneeling officials, I don't know what to say, some of them are indeed helpless against Zhao Gao, and naturally there are also those who wag their tails and beg for mercy on Zhao Gao, but they really can't tell the difference.

Ziying put the yin and yang fish in his big sleeve, and said, "Today's incident is a misunderstanding, it's all Cao Wuxian!" Cao Wuxian, a traitorous minister, was Zhao Gao's comrade, and he deliberately wanted to provoke the relationship between the widow and the minister, and his heart can be punished! ”

Cao Wuxian was like being struck by lightning, and his face turned pale and raised his head violently, "Your Majesty, what the slave said is true!" ”

The ministers knelt for a moment, and suddenly understood Ziying's intentions.

"The king is shengming, and the ministers are innocent!"

"Please kill Cao Wu without injury!"

"Please kill Zhao Gao's comrades!"

The civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down together, Cao Wu was sad as ashes, and his body was paralyzed to the ground.

Yang Duanhe smiled with relief.

Zhao Cheng also understood the meaning of Ziying, killing the minister would definitely cause chaos in the court, rather than killing one, killing one to make an example, and selling a favor to the minister of the Manchu Dynasty.

"This son has a deep mind, and Fusu is far inferior." Zhao Cheng sighed secretly, glad that he stood on Ziying's side at the last moment.

"But!" Ziying suddenly reversed her tone, "You are more or less related to Zhao Gao, if the widow doesn't give you some punishment, the widow will be uneasy." ”

As soon as these words came out, the hundred officials who had been smiling became serious again, waiting for Ziying to speak.

Smack-

Ziying threw the sword to the ground, "With the widow's sword, every minister will stab Zhao Gao, and the widow can not blame the past." ”

A young official was bold, picked up his sword, and approached Zhao Gao step by step.

"You're all my minions... It's all my dog..."Zhao Gao smirked with drooling, unaware of the danger that was approaching.

"Zhao Gao, today is your death!" The young officer stabbed his sword in the back of the heart.

"Wait!" Ziying stopped the young officer, "Remember, only stabbing is allowed, not stabbing to death." ”

"No!"

With the suppressed dissatisfaction of the past, the young official pierced Zhao Gao's calf with a sword.

"Ahh

Zhao Gao's calf bone was pierced alive, and he was nailed to the ground with blood!

Ziying's heart was refreshed, "Beautiful, I will receive 100 gold after the next dynasty!" ”

"Thank you, the king!" The young official hurriedly knelt on the ground, unable to hide the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"It's too slow to come one by one, so why don't you go up together." Ziying lifted Erlang's legs and smiled.

Most of the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty did things for Zhao Gao because of power and obscenity, not only did they not get benefits, but they always gave Zhao Gao money.

Now there is a good thing to stab Zhao Gao to take money, and the ministers don't care about the image, they step forward and pull out their swords, and go straight to Zhao Gao.

The originally quiet court was noisy like a vegetable market.

"Let me come first! I'm going to stab Zhao Gao's thigh. ”

"I stab him in the shoulder!"

The ministers surrounded Zhao Gao tightly, Ziying couldn't see the situation inside clearly, and when the ministers dispersed, Zhao Gao was like a punctured water bag, blood spilled from all over his body, and his bloated body shrunk like a circle.

Yang Duanhe, as a general, disdained to make a move against the enemy who had no resistance, and with a light sweep, he stabbed the word "rape" on Zhao Gao's face.

More than 100 ministers, more than 100 swords, brocade clothes were already tattered like beggars' ragged clothes, Zhao Gao's hair was stained with blood, and he couldn't see that this person was the prime minister who had led the court and held the king of Qin hostage yesterday.

"Ahem, ahem... Hmm...."Zhao Gao had only his last breath left, coughing with blood.

"Tut-tut, Aiqing is really good at taking proportions, and a hundred swords are not dead yet." Ziying said playfully.

Ziying has been silently thinking about Zhao Cheng, since Zhao Gao was the first sword, Zhao Cheng's eyelids have never blinked, and his complexion has not changed.

is obviously a brother, watching his brother being treated like Ling Chi, how can a person be indifferent?

Ziying thought of Qi Huangong, the minister Yi Ya made a bowl of soup for Qi Huan Gong, Qi Huan Gong was full of praise after eating, Yi Ya showdown explained, this is human flesh, or baby meat, and it is Yi Ya's own son. Duke Huan rewarded Yi Ya, and was knighted. When Qi Huan Gong was old, his son fought for power and was locked up in the house by Yi Ya and starved to death. For a long time, no one collected the body, and finally the maggots in the body were enough to crawl through the door.

Ziying had a cold war, and today's Zhao Chengcheng is the Yi Ya of the year!

He didn't want to be the Duke of Qi Huan who passed through the door.

Because of the life-saving benefactor, Ziying didn't want to do anything to Zhao Cheng, and she had already quietly left a guard against him in her heart.

"Zhao Aiqing?"

"The minister is here." Zhao Cheng knelt down and said respectfully.

"Do you know why the widow gave Zhao Gao a breath?" Ziying asked.

"The minister knows that the king wants to leave the last sword for the minister to stab." Zhao Cheng's tone was extremely calm.

Ziying took a deep breath to calm down, and Zhao Cheng calmed down to the point that it frightened him, "Then Aiqing will go, after killing, hang Zhao Gao's head at the head of the city and let the people watch." ”

"No!"

Zhao Cheng should be in harmony, the court returned to silence, and more than a hundred pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Cheng in unison, all watching a good show of brother killing brother.

The sound of Zhao Cheng's every step on the ground was clearly audible.

Da, da, da.

Zhao Imaging was an executioner, walking step by step to the execution table where the condemned prisoner was held.

"Brother... Xiao Cheng..."The crazy Zhao Gao muttered, his eyes glistening with tears, and he still recognized his own brother at the last moment of his life.

Ziying regretted slightly, Zhao Gao borrowed Hu Hai's hand to kill Fusu, and Ziying was like treating him in the way of others.

Now that this scene has been as he wished, Ziying is still a little uncomfortable.

"Xiao Cheng... You're here..."The look of madness in Zhao Gao's eyes has disappeared, and there is no treacherous and cunning essence, only the long-lost clarity remains.

"Brother..."Zhao Cheng's face was slightly moved, he hadn't seen Zhao Gao's expression for a long time, and he had never heard Zhao Gao call him that.

After the two came to the Qin State that year, Zhao Gao only wanted to bring down Great Qin, and left everything else behind, and only called his younger brother by his full name.

The picture of the two brothers' lives in Zhao was re-presented in Zhao Cheng's mind.

The sword in Zhao Cheng's hand kept trembling, and he refused to fall for a long time.