"Boom!" Hangu Pass, which had just been open for only three months, was closed again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The news of info relieved King Zhao, who was still a little scared, and what followed was a stronger attack on Wei.

In the palace of King Qin, Yingzhu was lying on the bed, and Mrs. Huayang was kneeling on the edge of the bed, ready to serve her husband at any time. And standing outside the dormitory was the civil and military ministers of the almost Manchu Dynasty.

In less than a year, the state of Qin had already fallen to two monarchs. The situation in the DPRK, which has just been stabilized by Yingzhu, will undoubtedly fall into chaos again.

Unlike the previous king, that is, King Yingji of Qin Zhao, Yingzhu at this time had not yet set up a crown prince, which undoubtedly exacerbated the disputes within the court.

Although the most famous at this time is Gongzi Chu, the rest of the sons are not willing to be lonely. A few months ago, Ying Zheng, the son of Ying Zi Chu, offended Ying Zi Chu's biggest backer, that is, the people of the Chu family, who still don't know.

"Squeak!"

The door of the dormitory was opened, and Ying Zi Chu, dressed in court clothes and with a sad face, walked in slowly.

"Zichu, why are you here now? My father was still thinking about you! A man in his forties asked with some concern.

This person's eyes were red, and there were thick dark circles under his eyes, and an anxious look was written all over his face. That's right, this person is the eldest brother of Ying Zi Chu, that is, the eldest son of Yingzhu, Gongzi Cheng.

Ying Zichu shed a few tears, but he sneered in his heart, and what Yingcheng said was touching, as if he was really looking forward to him. But between the words, he blamed Ying Zi Chu for coming late and being unfilial, hoping to hit Ying Zi Chu's status in Mrs. Huayang's heart.

However, Mrs. Huayang, who was sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, didn't seem to hear it, and didn't even glance at Ying Zichu and Yingcheng.

"Brother, younger brother is worried, if I see my father this time, I will ...... in the future" Ying Zichu said and his voice trembled, and two huge tears also fell.

Yingcheng's face stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. As soon as Ying Zichu said this, the original unfilial act instantly turned into a great filial piety act of being afraid that he would not see his father in the future. These sons, who arrived early, have become unfilial sons who wish their father died early.

As soon as Ying Zichu's words came out, the sons who were already not good-eyed suddenly showed a look of common hatred.

"Ahem!" Just when the sons were about to attack the winning son Chu, Yingzhu woke up.

"Father!" The sharp-eyed winner Chu took the lead in shouting, and then quickly knelt down in front of Yingzhu.

"Father!"

"Father!"

The sons, who reacted to half a beat, also quickly knelt down and screamed at the same time. However, in this way, it seems to be the entourage of Ying Zichu.

"You're all here......" Yingzhu's voice was very weak, and only the nearest Mrs. Huayang and Ying Zichu could hear it clearly.

"Ahem!" Yingzhu propped up the bed with one hand, and with the help of Mrs. Huayang, he barely sat up.

"Widow, cough, widow...... I'm afraid my life won...... soon," Yingzhu said intermittently, and the next sentence instantly touched the hearts of all the sons, "The widow wants to stand...... Want to ......"

……

"Squeak!" The door of King Qin's bedroom was opened.

More than 20 sons followed behind Mrs. Huayang and slowly walked out of the gate of the dormitory.

The ministers, who originally had some voices, were instantly silenced.

"Zhuqing, the king's edict ......" Mrs. Huayang's eyes were slightly red, and she looked at the ministers under the steps, and her cold voice sounded.

"King!" More than 100 ministers knelt down in response.

"Stand ......" Mrs. Huayang took a slight breath, and her voice was a little louder: "Establish the prince Chu as the prince!" ”

"Ministers, meet His Royal Highness the Prince!" At the foot of the steps, the ministers bowed their heads again and knelt down.

Looking at the civil and military officials who were pressed like a wave, Win Zichu was a little fluttering. More than 30 years, more than 30 years of waiting and hard work, finally paid off.

"When! While! While! While! While! While! While! While! While! ”

The bell rang again, and Ying Zi Chu's ambition to indulge in the worship of the ministers also woke up instantly.

"This is just the beginning! Xiong Quan, Sima Jun, Bai Li Jun...... What you take from me, I, no, the widow will take it back one by one! Ying Zichu's eyes swept over the ministers under the steps, and he secretly swore in his heart.

Yingzi Chu, who has been established as the crown prince, presided over the funeral of the first king Yingzhu according to custom. Everything is almost as it was when King Zhao died, Wang Jian kept the letter valley, and Mengfu town Xianyang. The only thing that has changed is that the original soul protector has been changed from Sima Jun to Baili Jun.

Three days later, Ying Zichu, who had completed the funeral, officially lived in the palace of King Qin.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

In Nuoda's dormitory, there is only one winner, Chu. Looking at the familiar interiors, Ying Zichu suddenly felt strange for a while.

"Hehe......" Ying Zichu shook his head a little self-deprecatingly, and then his originally casual pace also sped up a lot, and he went straight to a corner.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

As Ying Zichu turned the mechanism in the corner of the wall, the wall that had not been able to see anything abnormal began to slowly turn, revealing a secret room that was glowing.

The chamber is octagonal in shape and is made of pure iron. In today's era when iron tools are not yet developed, to be able to build such a secret room, you can imagine how much manpower and financial resources the Qin State spent at the beginning.

The chamber is surrounded by a variety of gemstones, each of which emits a faint glow. However, such a faint light illuminates the entire secret room as if it were daylight.

In the center of the chamber is an iron frame. On the iron frame, a simple but bone-chilling bronze sword looks particularly charming under the illumination of pearlescent gemstones.

This sword is the sword that symbolizes the identity of the King of Qin, that is, the sword of the King of Qin that has been handed down from generation to generation since the dedication of the prince.

In addition to King Qin's sword, next to the iron frame, there is also a private seal of King Qin carved from beautiful jade. It can be said that the sword of King Qin and the seal of King Qin are the symbols of the monarch of Qin.

Ying Zichu slowly walked to the iron frame and carefully looked at the Qin Wang Sword and the Qin Wang Seal. There was a hint of fascination in his eyes, and his hand unconsciously touched the Qin Wang Sword.

"Whew!" Wipe a spark between the sword and its scabbard. Although this sword of King Qin has never been on the battlefield since the dedication of the prince, as a symbol of King Qin, this sword is still well maintained.

On the blade of the sword, the sinuous pattern looks extremely enchanting under the faint cold light. At the hilt of the sword, a swallow seemed to break through the cage and soar into the sky, lifelike.

"Dang!"

Ying Zichu put away the Qin Wang Sword, and the fanatical look in his eyes also dissipated.

Although the Qin Wang Sword and the Qin King Seal are the symbols of the Qin King, Ying Zichu knows in his heart that what he really needs now is not these.

"Let the widow see how beautiful you really are!" Ying Zichu muttered and pressed down on a gem that glowed with a pale blue light.

"Boom!" In the octagonal wall, a wall facing the entrance of the secret room suddenly fell, revealing a more hidden hidden compartment inside.

The length and width of the dark grid are one zhang each, and on the dark grid, rows of dark black Qin seals are written with place names everywhere. Under these place names, pieces of tiger charms, symbolizing military power, lie quietly.

Ying Zichu seemed to appreciate the stripped beauties one by one, and carefully looked at each piece of tiger talisman. With just a few breaths, Ying Zichu even firmly memorized the patterns on each tiger talisman.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Ying Zichu's eyes widened.

"Where? Where is it? Winner Chu swept around the secret room in a panic.

However, apart from the iron frame in the center, the whole chamber was empty, and there was nothing else.

In an instant, Ying Zichu seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, his previously ruddy face instantly lost his blood, and his hands and feet were cold.

Dark grid, the three most important slots, "Bashang", "Hangu", and "Lantian", are empty.

In addition to Bashang and Hangu in the hands of Meng Fu and Wang Jian respectively, the most important Lantian Daying Tiger Fu disappeared.

"Poof!"

Winning Zichu sat on the ground with a buttocks, the Lantian camp, more than half of the military strength of the Qin State, and the 200,000 elites disappeared like this!

When the Lantian Tiger Talisman fell into the hands of others, it was like a sharp sword hanging over his head at any time. One day, he will suddenly fall and put him to death.

"That's not right! Wrong! Suddenly thinking of something, Winner Chu stood up again. In his eyes, a look of hope flashed again.

"The Lantian Tiger Talisman must have been handed over to someone by King Zhao or the Ancestor King, otherwise who has the ability to steal the Lantian Tiger Talisman? Since it is the person entrusted by King Zhao or the previous king, it must be a person who is loyal to Daqin. This person must only be an enemy of the old Qin family or the Chu family. ”

Thinking of this, Ying Zichu also breathed a sigh of relief, "But, who is this person?" Can it not be swayed by the old Qin family and the Chu family, is it ......?"

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