"Zhao Gao!"

"The slave is here!"

Hearing Ying Zheng's call, Zhao Gao hurriedly bowed over and walked to Ying Zheng's side, Ying Zheng knocked on the table with his finger and asked, "Are you ready?" ”

Zhao Gao hurriedly replied: "Back to the king, it was ready at noon yesterday, there are two deep pits in total, and there are guards guarding them, and the king can go over at any time." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yes, it's done! Lord Wang, all the great Confucians, let's go watch a good show with Lone. ”

Everyone didn't know what was going on, and it was not easy to ask questions, so they had to follow the king of Qin to the outside of the city. Along the way, the white-shirted Confucian was wrapped in it by the black-armored guards, the two completely opposite colors formed a sharp contrast, ordinary people of Qin looked out of their windows, seeing this formation, knowing that something must have happened, the curious people spontaneously followed behind the team, and there were more and more people.

In the place about five miles outside Xianyang City, this was originally a grassland, but now it has been dug out of two big pits three or four zhang deep, and a wooden platform has been built more than 50 meters away from the edge of the pit, and Yingzheng, Wang Ji and those great Confucians are on that platform. Groups of black-armored guards formed a human wall, separating those Confucian scholars from ordinary people, and the sharp spear tips were unanimous to the outside, so that those ordinary people did not dare to get too close, and could only look from afar.

At the only entrance to the human wall, ox carts were slowly approaching, and rolls of bamboo slips were piled up on top of them, like orphaned graves. From a distance, the entire convoy formed a long line, and there was no end in sight.

"How many bamboo slips do you have to pull here!"

"I just don't know what to do with these things."

"Hey, hey, look, isn't the one standing inside Mr. Han, he doesn't teach well in a private school, what are you doing here?"

"You don't understand this, the white-bearded one on the stage is his teacher......"

Ordinary people don't know which play is being played here, and they gather here mostly out of curiosity, but these Confucians sitting on the stage smell something unusual.

"King, I don't know why you gathered your old protégés in the audience."

The white-bearded old man is a Confucian, his profound knowledge and rich life experience make him faintly become the leader of these Confucian students, but this old man reads a little dull, at best it is upright, and if it is difficult to hear, it is a stubborn donkey.

"Mr. Kong, Gu gathered these disciples and grandchildren of yours together, and there is nothing else, just to let you admit Gu's bloodline in front of them, and then burn those bamboo slips full of crooked heresies with your own hands, even if this matter is in the past, you old men humiliated Gu, and Gu is not to blame in the past. Lord Wang, what do you think of Lone's approach? ”

Wang Ji was stunned when he heard this, this is actually Yingzheng's concession in disguise, but if these Su Confucians really relented and recognized Yingzheng's royal identity, it would be quite unfavorable to Yingguang's follow-up plan.

Thinking of this, Wang Ji opened his mouth and said: "King Shengming, but this bloodline matter is related to the face of the royal family, I think everyone also has their own ideas, and it is still inconvenient for the minister to say more." ”

Mr. Kong next to him said: "King, the matter of blood unification is related to the orthodoxy of the royal family, this matter must not be sloppy, the old people are also loyal, but they just want to correct the name of the king, so please allow the king, don't embarrass me." ”

This old man is also very clear, knowing that Yingzheng's tone is a little loose, and he thinks that he is also afraid of the influence of Confucianism in the Central Plains, and he has no fear, so he is much tougher, but these Confucian students have always been superficial, and they have no specific plans at all.

"Oh? According to Mr. Kong's meaning, he also wants the Ying Lu who guarded the tomb and the betrayed Ying Guang to come back and confront each other? Not to mention whether they can represent my Win clan, but in terms of the identities of these two people, there is already a big problem, one is a rebel and the other is a traitor, what can their words prove! ”

Mr. Kong smiled slightly, touched his beard and said, "This is the king's family matter, and there is nothing that can be done about the old man." ”

This feeling is good, it is enough ****, but he seems to have forgotten the identity of the person in front of him, and also forgot the environment in which his disciples and grandchildren live, the young man of this grandchild in front of him is the current King of Qin, and the King of Qin has a sharp blade in his hand, called the army.

"Okay, another one who lets Lone make his own decisions."

Ying Zheng glanced at Wang Ji with a smile, and said to himself: "Since this is the case, then Gu will use his own method to solve it!" ”

I saw Ying Zheng suddenly stand up, and the face that was originally full of smiles suddenly became cloudy, and the momentum of the high position suddenly emanated, making the Su Ru present stunned, and at this time they remembered that even if the blade was in the hands of the child, it could kill people, but they seemed to be a little late in reacting.

"Push all those sour Confucian students into the pit! Burn all those miscellaneous bamboo slips for me! All! Don't stay! ”

Ying Zheng shouted hoarsely, the voice with a broken voice crossed the air, and the whole audience was stunned, and the soldiers who took obedience to orders as their duty were the first to react, they were the first to react, they kicked at the white-clothed Confucian in front of them, and their movements were fluent without the slightest delay, for them, killing the enemy and killing their own people were the same.

Where are those Confucian scholars who only read the books of sages and sages who are the opponents of those sergeants, when the first soldier made a move, the Confucian students who were still standing in a queue seemed to be dripping into the water drops on the calm oil surface, and they boiled in an instant, some of them knelt down and begged for mercy, some rose up to resist, and there were those who held their heads to find a way to live, and the Sven etiquette that they had been talking about became worthless in the face of death, at this time, as long as Ying Zheng ordered them to live, not to mention that it was a matter of blood, that is, Ying Zheng said that the Qin Dynasty was founded by him, There will also be a large number of people following behind and singing the praises of virtue.

It's just that Yingzheng has been blinded by anger at this moment, those hoarse screams, begging for mercy, let him have a perverted pleasure, control other people's lives, the temptation of power makes him forget the troubles that may be brought in the future, and now, he just wants to kill all these white-clothed people in front of him!

"King! King! No, you can't! These are all talents, if you kill them like this, it will be bad for the country! King, King! We won't say more, your bloodline is the most noble! ”

Ying Zheng smiled and bared his teeth, like a fierce beast devouring people!

"It's too late!" (To be continued.) )