February 11th, the thirtieth year of the spring of the first emperor!

It was dark.

Zongzheng Mansion Mourning Hall.

Yingcheng stood in Ying Yi's mourning hall, because there was no ice coffin, after Win Yi's death, only ice cubes were used to freeze the corpse in the mourning hall, and there was already a putrid smell of corpses here.

It seems that there is no legendary pearl of the Chinese New Year's Eve, ice spirit beads and other sacred objects that keep the flesh incorruptible.

If it is an ordinary family, as soon as the mat on the ground is arranged, and a mattress is covered on it, it will not dare to wait for a long time, and it will be buried in five days at most.

The clan has sufficient conditions for everything, so that there are ice cubes to ensure that the corpses do not decompose.

But it doesn't matter what the clan is.

Before his death, the Marquis of Guan Nei confessed that he would let him seal the coffin with his own hands, and hang the Qin law and the book of rites in the coffin.

And because of this.

He came to the mourning hall early.

In the whole night before the burial, the entire mourning hall is blocked, and it is also taboo, and when the corpse is collected, the evil spirit makes the non-relatives suffer, and this person will suffer a catastrophe, so except for the close people, no one else is close to the mourning hall at all.

Only after the coffin is sealed at the beginning of the morning will someone enter the mourning hall to carry the coffin.

The mourning hall was empty, and only Yingfu was guarding the door.

"Hey!"

Yingcheng stood in front of the huge sarcophagus and sighed slightly.

No matter what the clan's plan was doing, it still sacrificed the Guannei Hou clan after all.

Poor Ying also worked hard all his life, but when he died, he didn't even have a loved one to send him off.

"Yingcheng, let's start, it's about to be Chenshi!"

Ying Fu didn't know when, stood by Ying Cheng's side and said softly.

"Hmm!"

Yingcheng nodded and slowly walked towards the sarcophagus.

Because of his small size, there are bench steps on top of the tall sarcophagus.

Supporting the cold sarcophagus, Yingcheng slowly climbed up with Qin Lu and the Book of Rites, and poked his head into the coffin.

It was a corpse dressed in princely clothing.

Bronze and jade ornaments were placed inside, piled up on Ying Yi's body, all of which were priceless funeral items.

And above the coffin.

There are filament-like copper strips, one end of which is fixed to the rock wall of the coffin, and the other end is connected to a copper box the size of the Qin Law book.

The box was open, just enough to hold Qin Lu.

That's what Ying Yi told him to do.

Yingcheng held the sarcophagus and slowly put Qin Lu on the copper box.

"Peng!"

But because Qin Lu's book was a little too wide and still hanging in the middle, one didn't pay attention, Qin Lu fell into the coffin and smashed on top of a bronze vessel.

"If this is according to Feng Shui, is it considered a murderous photo?"

Yingcheng muttered to himself, the coffin itself was relatively deep, but a lot of funeral goods were piled up, and Qin Lu fell on it, but he was able to take it out.

Immediately, Yingcheng lay on the edge and stretched out his hand inward, and got Qin Lu and lifted it up.

Again.

Yingcheng put Qin Lu into a copper box.

This time it worked!

Yingcheng was ready to continue to put the book of rites in it.

But right now.

Yingcheng inadvertently glanced at the bottom of the coffin.

"Huh?"

Yingcheng muttered strangely, probably dazzled, Qin Lu smashed it just enough to smash the copper tripod covering Ying Yi's head, revealing half of Ying Yi's face.

But this face made his brows furrow.

couldn't help it, Yingcheng gently moved the copper tripod to the side.

There are so many funeral goods!

There are copper leaves under the copper tripod, which are ornaments, and you can't reach them any further.

Removing the copper tripod can only see a little clearly, but it still can't see very clearly.

Yingcheng couldn't help but roll the book into a cylinder, wanting to open the copper leaf.

"The Great Law Decree should place the book of rites in it as soon as possible, the hour is coming, and the coffin will be sealed!" But at this moment, a cold voice stood out.

"Ahh

Yingcheng was taken aback, and almost fell into the coffin upside down, he was quite bold, but he was scared and broke out in a cold sweat.

"The hour has come!"

Yingcheng said to Yingcheng with a smiling face, put his hand into the coffin, and gently straightened the copper tripod that Yingcheng had opened, just covering Yingyi's head.

"I just saw Gao Zu?" Yingcheng frowned and stared at the bronze tripod, and the words came to his lips, but he swallowed them back alive.

But in his heart, it is already tumbling like a river and a sea.

Even, thriller!

The coffin was slightly dim, but the whole mourning hall was brightly lit, and he had excellent eyesight and the ability to remember.

At a glance, a person's appearance is enough to imprint in his mind.

But the half of the face he had just seen, the stiff face had seven images with Guan Neihou, but it was only a silhouette.

But those half eyes, half of the eyebrows, and the whole mouth, I can't see that it used to be a pampered, majestic, and powerful face that a clan should have.

Not really!

Not really!

Yingcheng seemed to have two photos in his mind, and he tried to compare them.

The boundless waves are surging.

"When the time comes, please also ask the Great Law to place the book of rites, and the coffin will be sealed." Ying Fu stood on the opposite side of Ying Cheng again and said softly.

Yingcheng couldn't help but shudder, took a deep breath, and rolled the gift book into the copper box.

Ying Fu didn't know where to get a square arched lid and gently fastened it into the copper box.

The lid is the lid of the inner buckle, with extremely exquisite craftsmanship, and the edge of the copper box coincides with each other, as long as the lid is broken unless the external force breaks, otherwise the outside can not be opened.

"Seal the coffin!"

Finally, Yingfu yelled outside the door.

A few middle-aged men from the clan dressed in linen and filial piety came in.

"Thirty-four Sun Yingfu of the Win Clan, send, King Loyalty!"

"May the Loyal Martyr King have a spirit in the sky and bless my Ying family's descendants and grandchildren for a long time."

"May the Loyal Martyr King have a spirit in the sky and protect my Qin Kingdom for eternity!"

Yingcheng couldn't help but say loudly with an inexplicable expression: "The thirty-seventh grandson of the Ying family, Yingcheng, send the loyal martyr king." ”

……

Nobody knows.

Yongcheng!

An inconspicuous palace in the palace complex of the former Qin Palace.

"Mrs. Lihuayue is the queen, now that the general trend of the Qin State has been pushed to such a point, the road of Yingcheng must go all the way to the dark, even if the road ahead is a cliff, it is necessary to fill the cliff with corpses and let the Qin State go over."

"My crown prince of Qin can only be inherited by his eldest son, this person can be Fusu or Yingcheng."

"Your Majesty is worried about the incompetence of the eldest son, nothing more than the fear that the eldest son will inherit the throne without talent and virtue, but, the history of the countries, my Qin State is even more so, there are extremely painful lessons, all tell us that the inheritance system of the eldest son is the most correct method of succession to the throne, once abolished, the sons will definitely be staged, compared to the harem regent, the relatives are in power, and the sons are in danger of losing the country."

"Your Majesty's Great Qin, is it really worth it to be the Qin State that has been passed down from generation to generation, or the underground empire that has been sleeping under Lishan Mountain for a long time, mobilizing 600,000 people just to build a mausoleum?"

"Outside the wilderness, where is not a burial place, the world will only be surnamed Ying from now on, why ask for an inch of land after death?"

In the dim light, someone was narrating the vicissitudes of life and hoarse.

And a long time after this voice ended, a dull and strong voice sounded in the palace again, "Okay, I will stand when I return from my southern tour!" ”

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The voice of vicissitudes said: "Then I can leave with peace of mind." ”

The dull and strong voice also said: "I can also leave with peace of mind, hum." ”

No one knew that there was such a story happening in Yongcheng.

However.

No one will give an explanation.

You can only rely on your brain to think!

But whether you want to understand it or not, without power and strength, you can only live in a world woven by others.

The team of the Marquis of Guannei, nicknamed King Zhonglie, set off from Xianyang and traveled to Yongcheng to bury King Zhonglie in the ancestral land of the Ying family, and then carried out complex sacrifices and genealogical writing.

According to Yingtian, who was guarding Yongcheng, surrendered, rebelled for three days, and even launched an unprecedented crusade against Zhuwen, but suddenly surrendered.

Xin Sheng took over the defense of Yongcheng, and Yingtian was imprisoned.

It seemed that all of a sudden, Xianyang, who was about to fall apart and fight everywhere, became extremely quiet.

The person in charge of presiding over the ceremonies was ordered by the Changfu government to read the slender sacrificial proclamation in the ancestral land of Yongcheng in accordance with the courtesy of the princes.

However.

Yingcheng, who was in charge of Shangxiang Fueucalyptus, didn't have the slightest heart to listen to this.

King Chungyeol is not dead!

King Chungyeol is not dead!

He couldn't be more certain now.

King Chungyeol must still be alive.

From beginning to end, he didn't figure out what the clan was going to do.

Since the beginning of Yongcheng, the clan has become crazy, committing suicide, resisting Qin Law, rebelling, and distributing invitation letters, looking like he will not give up if he is not forced to fight Li Sidou, and he will resist desperately if he is not forced to take back his life.

And Li Si became crazy when he came back from Yongcheng, as soon as the clan made a move, he made Jiang Cheng crazy and arrested people, who were they arrested, he felt that Jiang Cheng was arresting the nine clans of the Hou Mansion in Guannei, and everyone thought that he was arresting the nine clans of the Hou Mansion in Guannei, but Jiang Cheng was in Xianyang, and he was arrested for four days.

I'm still caught.

From the Nine Clans, then to the Three Clans, and then to the Three Clans.

I can't finish it.

Therefore, the people who rebelled against Li Si came from afar, and they saw that the situation was about to be uncontrollable.

He also felt that the situation was out of control.

But when Li Si asked him to inspect Xianyang, he couldn't help but wonder.

When he saw Wang Jian in the Pinyang Wang clan, he was shocked again.

It wasn't until the coffin was sealed that he gradually understood.

He couldn't have imagined that the clan dared to rely on Hu Lai, and it turned out to be Win.

And rightfully so.

Except for Win, no one can control the runaway clan.

In the face of the suicide of the Guannei Hou Mansion, the resentment of the clan was deposited, and in the face of the strong conviction of the Tingwei Division, the resentment of the clan was even worse, and the contradictions between the clan and Li Si would really break out under the pressure of the Tingwei Division.

When the time comes, the situation will get out of hand.

Even he thought that this might be Li Si's layout.

But.

From beginning to end, he didn't understand that with this kind of life-and-death situation, there would be a 90% chance that it would get out of control.

So he rejected such an idea.

Li Si could control the Legalist family and continue to attack the sect with an order.

But the fire of the clan was ignited, but no one could control the clan's attack on the Legalists.

So.

No matter how clever a bystander is, he will ignore it.

In this Xianyang chaos, Ying Yi and Li Si are fishing together.

As long as you win, you won't die, and no matter how out of control the situation is, you can control the clan.

Yingcheng's mind gradually became clear about the ins and outs of everything that happened in the entire Xianyang Rebellion.

The clan is an iconic flag, and this flag will affect the clan itself and many noble choices.

However.

There is a very important difference here.

Under the implementation of the new Qin law, some people rebelled because of dissatisfaction and some people took the lead in carrying the flag to oppose the implementation of the new Qin law, which one caused greater losses to the Qin state.

"Wang Qian!"

This is just his conjecture, but Wang Jian appeared in Pinyang, and now it seems to confirm his guess, Wang Jian must have smelled some extremely dangerous signal, once he enters that terrible situation, it is enough to destroy the entire Wang family, so Wang Jian will come forward to solve Wang Fu's rebellion, and lead the marriage with him.

"Boiled frogs in warm water!"

"I'm afraid we'll see today."

"Of course, King Chungyeol is indeed dead, and he will never appear alive again."

Yingcheng muttered to himself.

It was in this thought that finally, it was his turn to offer incense to King Chunglie on behalf of the First Emperor.

After the incense.

Yingcheng returned to Xianyang non-stop.

He couldn't wait to know immediately what was going on in Xianyang at this time.