The days passed like flowing water, in the past few years, Ying Zheng had never seen Tang Yun and Lin Xing again, he was haunted in the palace hall, watching the ministers intrigue day after day, this day finally came.

In the ninth year of the reign of King Qin, that is, in 238 BC, Ying Zheng was officially crowned and reigned.

Before the ceremony began, Ying Zheng stood in front of the stage in a dragon robe, from today on, I Ying Zheng no longer need to be bound by anyone, this world, will be mine.

"When, when the ......" bell rang, Ying Zheng slowly walked into the main hall, respectfully bowed down to the kings of the Qin State, and Lü Buwei carefully put the crown on Ying Zheng's head.

"Qin Wangzheng, 22 years old at the time, officially ruled and ruled the world." The ceremonial officer exclaimed.

At this time, Yingzheng didn't know that his dear queen mother was planning a rebellion with Chang Yu. Chang Yu took the military order, and the army was attacking Yongcheng.

"Report, king, the big thing is not good, Chang Yu is rebelling, and he is leading the army to attack Yongcheng."

Ying Zheng's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Lu Buwei: "The generals will listen to the order and fight with Gu." With that, he stepped out of the gate with his sword.

In a battle to quell the chaos, Ying Zheng's body was stained with blood, and a few drops of blood splashed on his face, making him even darker and more terrifying, and the few drops of vermilion in the corners of his eyes made him look extremely beautifying, like a manzhu sawa blooming on the other side of hell.

His face was expressionless, he raised his hand, waved his sword, the blood splashed beside him, and the sound of flesh and blood being torn apart made him raise a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, chaotic ministers and thieves, should be killed, should be killed.

"Newspaper, king, the officers and soldiers of the rebellion have been suppressed, but ...... It's just that Chang Yu is gone. ”

Ying Zheng slowly raised his head, brushed aside the soldiers in front of him, the sword in his hand made a piercing, heart-wrenching sound on the ground, and he walked step by step towards the only living official on the steps.

"King, the king spares his life, spare the villain, king." The official knelt on the ground and cried bitterly for mercy, trembling as he looked at Yingzheng's figure getting closer and closer.

"Spare your life? All right. Ying Zheng tilted his head and walked behind him, "As long as you tell this king, where Chang Yu went, this king will not only spare your life, but also ensure that you will be promoted and rich." The smiling voice was infinitely chilling, and the sword in his hand was slowly raised.

"The villain really doesn't know, the king" Before the words were finished, Ying Zheng's sword fell, "Come on, from now on, the whole country will search for Chang Yu, and those who provide information will be rewarded, but they will live." "Chang Yu, I want to tear you apart with my own hands.

Xianyang Palace.

"Zheng'er, you listen to the queen mother, things are not like this." Zhao Ji stepped back step by step, staring in horror at the king in front of him, who was full of anger.

"Don't call me Zheng'er, are you worthy? As the queen mother of a country, she didn't know how to behave, and she had an affair with the palace people, but now she launched a mutiny and murdered the king and the queen mother? Oh, you're really good at being a mother, huh? Ying Zheng's eyes were full of frost, and his right hand holding the sword was tight and loose, loose and tight.

"I... I... It's not like that, it's really not, you don't understand that your father has been dead for so long, I live alone in the harem, and I'm also a woman。。。。。。 Zhao Ji knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

“。。。。。。” Ying Zheng stared at Zhao Ji and took a deep breath, "That's it, let's go, from now on deprive you of the status of the queen mother, without Lone's permission, you are not allowed to step into Xianyang for half a step, otherwise, don't blame Lonely for not thinking about family affection." The sword in his hand was thrown to the ground fiercely, and it was firmly inserted less than half a foot away from Zhao Ji's head.

Ying Zheng slowly turned around and walked out of the door: "From now on, you and I will break off our righteousness, and there will be no more mothers and sons." ”

Ying Zheng looked up at the sky, and there was a little loneliness in his eyes, and now he has really become a loner.

No, the matter is not over yet, Lu Buwei is no longer afraid, and next, Lone will have everything in the world.

"King, what should the two sons of Empress Dowager Zhao do?" The prince asked from the side.

"Son? The seed of iniquity born with Chang Yu? Oh, go for it. Ying Zheng shook his head, feeling a little tired, not physically tired, but psychologically tired.

"Yes." The prince retreated in amazement.

If the whole world is in my hands, will no one dare to betray me? Am I going to be free?