Xianyang Palace is the main palace of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it is the political center of the Qin State starting from King Qin Huiwen, the first Qin King in the history of the Qin State.

In the Xianyang Palace, you can see patrols everywhere in light silver armor, they are holding Changge iron shields, three-foot Qin swords at their waists, and strong bows and crossbows on their backs, watching the courtiers who rushed here without squinting, guarding this palace.

The guard looked at these armorers in pale silver heavy armor, frowning slightly.

Nei Shiyan, who was on the side, noticed the look on Wei Wei's face, stopped, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The guard shook his head.

"It's nothing, let's go, we've been here a long time later than Master Hou."

Zuo Yi on the side also urged: "Yes, Hou Ye seems to have been here for a long time, and if you swallow it slowly, you can't say that you will be punished by Hou Ye." ”

Nei Shi Yan nodded, Chang Yu has been in a very bad mood recently, since Ying Zheng did not die, and returned strongly with the yellow-haired child named Zhang Ji, Chang Yu has become more and more uneasy, as if Ying Zheng will attack him in the next moment.

But whether it is Nei Shixi, Wei Wei, Zuo Yi, or Zhongda Doctor Ling Qi, they all feel that this is impossible.

You must know that now the Qin Palace is under the control of his guards, although Yingzheng has gathered a group of Lang officials around him, but most of them are young people, all of them are children of big clans, they look soft and weak, how can they have any combat effectiveness, it is estimated that it is just to win people's hearts.

If Wei Wei tried his best to do it, he was confident that he would take the guard army equipped with strong crossbows to kill all these Lang officials around Ying Zheng within half an hour, not to mention the internal history that could mobilize the garrison in the inner history.

The four of them walked up the stairs together and came up to the huge black temple door, but the guard couldn't help but glance back at the armor soldiers in silver armor.

He always felt that the iron shields in the hands of these guards in pale silver armor were a little strange, and the shields of the guards didn't seem to be like this, could it be that Zuo Yi had given his guards a batch of newly cast excellent shields?

The guard captain glanced at Zuo Yi on the side, and saw that he didn't care about the shields in the hands of these guards, so he didn't say anything, shook his head and entered the Xianyang Palace.

Entering Xianyang Palace, the four of them noticed the displeased look on Chang Yu's face, obviously a little dissatisfied with them coming so late.

Chang Yu's gloomy gaze showed his mood at the moment, the feeling of being in Xianyang Palace was too depressing, if there was no Wei Wei, the henchman who controlled the palace ban, it would really make people feel uneasy.

The four of them knew that they were at a loss, and walked quickly to Chang Yu and knelt down behind him.

In this splendid Xianyang Palace, it does seem a little sparse at this moment, after all, this is the palace used for the court meeting, but the ministers who came tonight are only the high-level civil and military officials in Xianyang City.

On the pitch-black throne polished by thousands of years of black jade, Yingzheng is dressed in a black robe, with a golden dragon pattern on his shoulders, gold trim on his sleeves, and a sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Qin kings at his waist, showing the majesty and domineering style of a king.

The old man in court clothes knelt and sat in the position closest to Yingzheng, but his side was different from Lü Buwei, Chang Yu and other faction leaders, and there was no one around him, only himself.

Such an old man, standing there, stands out from the crowd.

Moreover, he was not wearing court clothes, but a black black robe, his beard and hair were all white, and his originally tired face was ruddy and abnormal.

Although the old man had half white hair, he was still alone, but no one dared to underestimate him.

"How did he come here?"

The leaders of the factions exchanged words and ears, as if they wanted to get some valuable information from others, but all of them were at a loss, and it was clear that they were very puzzled by the arrival of the old man, including the young king on the throne.

"I'll wait, I've seen Zong Zhengling."

Whether they wanted it or not, all of them stood up and bowed their heads in unison.

This old man is none other than the Great Qin Sect's Commander Yingmu.

In the entire Great Qin, only this one has a transcendent status, even if it is the Empress Dowager Huayang, she has to bow down and bow to the younger generation.

The Zongzheng Order is a Zongzheng Order for a country, but for the Yingqin clan, it is the clan elder.

In the case of the Qin kings of the past dynasties as the elders of the Ying Qin clan, the clan elders are the people who control the Ying Qin clan on behalf of the Qin kings of the previous dynasties, and have absolute control over the Ying Qin clan other than the Qin kings of the previous dynasties, whether it is to impose punishment or even to execute, they have the power.

And Ying Mu is still different, his generation is the highest in the current Ying Qin clan, because he is the son of King Huiwen and Empress Dowager Xuan, and the younger brother of Zhaoxiang Xian's mother.

Ying Mu seems to have inherited the longevity of his mother, Empress Dowager Xuan, who is eighty years old this year, but he is still strong and flexible, except for some physical changes in appearance, there is no appearance that an old man should have.

As if noticing the gaze of the ministers looking at him, Ying Mu's eyes that had always been closed slowly opened.

The eyes that have always been cloudy are now projecting a gaze as sharp as a blade when they scan the ministers, making people dare not look directly, as if those eyes can see through everything.

"Your Majesty, is it possible to start a court meeting?"

Ling Qi, the middle doctor behind Chang Yu, opened his mouth to ask, as a middle doctor, he asked so much is also within his duty.

Ying Zheng glanced at the ministers below, his expression was calm, and he said slowly: "Don't worry, there is one more person." ”

The ministers were puzzled when they heard this, and felt that there was no shortage of colleagues who were qualified to come to Xianyang Palace to participate in tonight's deliberations.

But their minds are different, if it is Yingzheng on weekdays, it is just that, today there is the old sect and the order of Yingmu is there, but no one dares to question it.

After Ying Zheng saw that no one said anything, he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to continue waiting.

After another moment, when even Ying Zheng was a little puzzled by Zhang Ji's delayed arrival, the sound of the guards and attendants outside the palace gate came into the main hall.

"The Queen Mother Phoenix is here!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they saw Zhao Ji, dressed in a black and red phoenix robe, enter the main hall.

At this moment, Zhao Ji no longer has the enchanting and charming style of the past, although these words are still enough to describe the slender and proud figure, but no one will use such words to describe the person in front of him anymore.

Even though she has always disliked Zhao Ji, looking at Zhao Ji's every move, she couldn't help but nod secretly.

Zhao Jifeng's eyes were like water, but the water at this moment seemed to be condensed into frost, and her eyes were full of coldness.

Zhao Ji slowly walked towards Yingzheng, and when he passed by the courtiers, even Lu Buwei and Chang Yu, who hated an old woman like Zhao Ji, couldn't help but move their eyes slightly, and the ministers bowed down in unison.

"Wait, I've seen the Queen Mother."

But Zhao Ji did not reply, but walked through the ranks of the ministers without squinting, leaving a refreshing fragrance of roses, and came to Ying Zheng's side.

Under the arrangement of the old eunuch's order, a throne carved from red agate appeared behind Zhao Ji in time.

Ying Zheng looked at Zhang Ji who was standing beside Zhao Ji like a Lang official beside the King of Qin, and the look between his eyebrows seemed to ask Zhang Ji, what kind of moth are you kidding.

Zhang Ji just shook his head slightly.

Tonight's plan was made by him well, but it was changed by Zhao Ji for the most part.

However, he had to sigh that although Zhao Ji lacked some pattern and proportion on weekdays, Zhao Ji, who became serious, deserved to be the queen mother of Great Qin!

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