Under the altar, the ministers who were still looking at the will of heaven couldn't help but be stunned as they watched the golden characters disappear from the sky. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The golden letter is undoubtedly the will of God. These ministers have long understood this. And these wills of God have long become a symbol of the Son of Heaven.

But now, the Tianwen Sword, which is also the incarnation of the Son of Heaven, actually broke the will of Heaven with one sword.

In the end, which is right and wrong, this made the ministers involuntarily fall into a tangle.

Sealing Zen is to comfort heaven and earth. It stands to reason that it should be the status of the golden light character, which is higher than that of Tianwen Sword. However, the Tianwen sword symbolizes Yingzheng.

Heaven and the emperor, no one dares to say how to choose.

Therefore, for a while, the entire altar, nearly 10,000 people, was silent.

The Tianwen Sword in the sky circled back and forth a few times again. It seemed that he couldn't see his opponent anymore, and he was suddenly stuck in the sky again.

Ying Zheng stretched out his hand slightly, his face grim.

"Whoosh!"

As if hearing the master's call, the Tianwen Sword in the sky returned to Yingzheng's waist again.

Around the silent altar, everyone silently lowered their heads, not daring to look at Ying Zheng, for fear of making Ying Zheng unhappy and causing trouble.

"Go on!"

Ying Zheng was still the same as before, holding the Tianwen Sword in his hand, and said lightly: "Go on." ”

"Yes......"

Under the altar, the old Xun saw everything before. In the cloudy gaze, there is a trace of essence.

Xianyang's manifestation of heaven has long been heard of in Xun. However, all along, he thought it was just an imperial trick. When I saw it today, what I saw with my own eyes also opened Xun's eyes.

It's just that the first two times, I heard that it was a legend in favor of Yingzheng. However, what he saw with his own eyes this time did not seem to be a good thing for Ying Zheng.

Xun Guo raised his steps and climbed to the high platform again step by step.

Ying Zheng waved his hand, and the sound of ritual music, which had been stopped, sounded again.

……

After a series of complicated ceremonies, the sun has long been set in the west.

After Ying Zheng decided to stay in Mount Tai, Mount Tai was busy again.

In a quiet place, Yingzheng is a rare person, looking at the sunset in the distance.

"Father's ......"

Behind Yingzheng, Fusu's voice came. Although it is a little childish, the rigid tone is exactly the same as what Yingzheng looked like back then.

"Say it."

Ying Zheng did not look back, but in his voice, he did not have the majesty of the past, but was more like a benevolent father.

"Today, the golden light ......" Fusu hesitated, and his eyes couldn't help but look at his feet.

"Do you think I'm going to die?" Ying Zheng chuckled, turned around, and asked.

"Poof!"

When Fusu heard this, he immediately knelt down and lowered his head.

"The destiny of heaven is fulfilled, and the emperor star is in place." Eight simple words, not difficult to understand. However, as Fusu said, these eight words do not seem to be conducive to Yingzheng.

"My father's martial arts are outstanding, how can it affect my father."

"Get up." Ying Zheng walked to Fusu's side and helped Fusu up.

The threat of the Heavenly Dao to him, perhaps only he himself is the only one in this world who knows best. When Jin Ri appeared in the sea of knowledge, when his cultivation soared, he couldn't escape.

"The empire has been unified, but it has only been ten years, I thought I still had a lot of time, but unfortunately, now it seems that I am still in a bit of a hurry......"

"Father!" Fusu's eyes widened, looking at Yingzheng, full of disbelief.

"I won't have much time. So, next, the burden of the empire will fall on your shoulders. Ying Zheng smiled casually, patted Fusu on the shoulder and said.

Fusu gritted his teeth, although his mind has long surpassed his peers, but, in the final analysis, his crown prince still lives under the protection of Yingzheng after all.

The trip to Songhai made him see the shrewdness and difficulty of the world's outstanding people. It is conceivable that as a gathering place for top talents, the court of Daqin, how deep the water is.

With his current ability, it is still too reluctant to take charge of an empire after all.

"You don't have to worry too much, although I don't have much time, but there is still something after all." The smile on Ying Zheng's face became gentler and gentler.

Retreating from the emperor's disguise, perhaps, only in front of the people he really cares about, can he reveal the appearance hidden in the bottom of his heart.

"What you have to do is to truly become the second emperor who can rule the empire within this time!"

"Whoa!"

"Remember, I can die, you can die, anyone in the empire can die. But only the empire cannot die! Ying Zheng's voice once again brought a hint of frost.

"Whoever stands in the way of the Empire, you must cut off them one by one. Without mercy! ”

"Whoa!"

"In this way, he can be regarded as my son and the prince of the empire!" Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction, and then continued: "Tomorrow, there will be the first batch of people. They will be your first whetstone! ”

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he walked towards the temple, leaving only Fusu alone.

Fusu stood silently in place until the bright moon rose, and there was no change.

"His Royal Highness the Prince."

Chen Ping, who hadn't seen Fusu for a long time, appeared in front of Fusu.

"Chen Ping......" For the "beauty" in front of him, Fusu not only regards him as a staff member, but also a rare confidant.

"Your Highness." Chen Ping bowed his hand respectfully, without saying too much.

Today's events are in everyone's eyes. Chen Ping also knew what Fusu was thinking at the moment. However, he knew better that at this time, all Fusu needed was a listener.

"As an emperor, do you have to have blood on your hands?" Fusu looked at Mingyue and couldn't help but murmur softly.

Li Si and Han Fei's enlightenment education, as well as Qi Zheng's compassionate heart, more or less made him unwilling to kill in vain.

Even if it is cold on weekdays, more of it is just deliberately imitating Yingzheng. Because, he also doesn't want to disappoint Yingzheng.

"Emperor, of course you don't need to have your hands full of blood. However, an empire must go through a bloody battle to achieve more dazzling development.

This was the case for the dedication of the Duke back then, this is the case for Wu Anjun, and the same is true for His Majesty today. Prince, if you don't want to get bloody, Chen Ping can do it for you. ”

Chen Ping's tone was extremely gentle, as if he was as gentle as a gentleman.

"Since that's the case, there's no need to ......" Fusu waved his hand, dressed in white, and hunted.

"This world is the world of my surname after all. As long as the clan surnamed Ying does not die, the empire will surely prosper forever! ”