In the early morning, the sky was slightly gloomy, and there was no trace of wind in the huge square. At the gate of the Qin Palace, guards holding axes stood quietly on both sides. The hall was silent, and only the gentle breathing of everyone could be heard.

King Zhao sat on the hall, squinting his eyes at Ying Guang, who was kneeling below. This relative with the same bloodline as him, if King Wu was still there, he should call himself uncle. But there are not so many ifs in the world, and his existence is likely to threaten his position. Even if he does not have that ambition, if he is used by someone with a heart, it will be very detrimental to him.

He must have felt something, looking at the pale face, the cold sweat dripping, his fingers unconsciously tucked on the palm of his hand, and his blue joints revealed the tension in his heart, and his throat kept shaking up and down, which was pressing down on the cough. It was also true. He heard that he had a serious illness on the way back. King Zhao was very satisfied with Ying Guang's current performance. He said nothing, but a momentum made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles. He would hang him like this first, and it would not take long to destroy his inner defense.

Meng Chong stood aside, secretly worried for Ying Guang in his heart, and didn't know what this kid had done, which actually caused the king to have murderous intentions. Looking at Wei Ran opposite him, the old god was squinting his eyes, as if he didn't care about anything. Meng Chong's heart skipped a beat and thought it wasn't good. It seemed that the king and the prime minister had already had a tacit understanding. He sighed, it was a pity that such a good seedling was so beautiful.

After a long time, when Ying Guang was wondering if he should faint at the right time, King Zhao finally spoke.

"Win Guang, do you know your guilt?"

Ying Guang felt relieved, and he quickly coughed, burst into tears, and gasped for a while before he answered intermittently: "I... I am guilty, please punish me."

King Zhao was stunned for a moment. He thought it would take a lot of trouble to make him admit his guilt, but he didn't expect that this boy would come to him by himself. He said in a deep voice: "Then you just talk about it in front of all the civil and military officials in the court."

Ying Guang gave a trembling salute, tried his best to straighten up, but his arms were not instructed, so he could only bow and lie on the ground, saying weakly: "I shouldn't have kidnapped Princess Yuezhi privately, which caused war between the two countries. My original intention was to provoke conflicts between the Qiang and Yue tribes. Unexpectedly, Princess Yuezhi was an old friend. I had selfish intentions and snatched her back. I was guilty of death." As soon as I finished speaking, there were a series of coughs, and my lungs were accompanied by the sound of tearing and tearing.

King Zhao frowned. He didn't expect Ying Guang to be so ill. He probably would have killed him by a military stick. But he wanted to give him a death penalty right. However, Ying Guang sent troops privately, with the intention of provoking civil strife between the two tribes so that our Qin State would benefit. The starting point was not wrong. If he insisted on his fault, he would just rob the princess and leave a handle, and let the Qiang and Yue tribes come to the door. With these crimes, he would not die. If he was given a light sentence, he would only use a stick to punish him. Although he could also take his life, Ying Guang is seriously ill now. A discerning person can see at a glance that death from a stick can inevitably lead to verbal remarks, so he still can't be beaten.

While hesitating, Wei Ran suddenly stepped out and said, "Reporting to the king, Ying Guang is arbitrarily and causes war between the two countries for no reason. Not only does it waste the people and the money, it also affects the cooperation plan between us and the State of Chu, causing the Mongolian Army to evacuate the State of Chu early. I believe that Princess Jingshu should be repatriated and Ying Guang died at the same time. In this way, the resentment of the Qiang and Yue tribes can be suppressed and the troops will be withdrawn. Second, the Mongolian Army can be drawn back to Xianyang and re-entered into the battle against the six countries. The current problems can be fundamentally solved."

King Zhao nodded in praise. Although he was unwilling to admit it, his uncle still understood himself and knew what he wanted. Fortunately, with Fan Sui, he would one day break the shackles of the Four Nobles and hold the Qin State firmly in his own hands.

Thinking of this, King Zhao did not directly report as he did before, but looked at Fan Sui in the crowd.

When Fan Sui saw King Zhao's gaze, he stood up and stepped out, gave a tribute first, and then said, "What the Prime Minister said is polite, Ying Guang deserves to die, but he cannot die at the hands of me, Qin people."

King Zhao's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Continue talking."

Fan Sui continued: "If Ying Guang is directly sentenced to death, it is tantamount to admitting the robbery directly. This puts my Great Qin in a place of reason and condemnation. Does my great Qin monarch need to apologize to a barbarian?!"

As soon as these words were said, Wei Ran's face changed drastically. Fan Sui opened his mouth so fiercely that he could never accept this.

Wei Ran hurriedly initiated the memorial: "King, I don't have this intention, I just..."

King Zhao waved his hand and smiled and said, "Prime Minister, don't need to say much, I know what I know in my heart." After saying that, he no longer looked at Wei Ran, but nodded to Fan Sui.

Fan Sui understood and continued, "I think I am not at fault in Qin. Since they want to make a theory, we will give them a chance, and we also have a ready-made candidate."

With his fingers extended, Fan Sui pointed to Ying Guang sideways and said, "Since the Qiang and Yue tribes said we had snatched their princess and therefore raised troops, we will send Ying Guang to serve as a mission to Qiang Yue and argue with them. No matter what the result is, the Qiang and Yue tribes have no reason to send troops. If they still don't know how to advance or retreat, they can tell them directly that the Huns in the north are very happy to cooperate with our Great Qin."

After hearing this, King Zhao was overjoyed, but he still didn't show any expression on his face and said to Ying Guang who was kneeling below: "Ying Guang, you can hear clearly that you are on behalf of the Qin Dynasty as an envoy Qiang Yue. If you do anything that would insult the national system, you don't have to come back and stop yourself."

Ying Guang replied tremblingly: "I...I accept the order."

King Zhao waved his hand and signaled Ying Guang to retreat. The man knelt in the lobby sickly, which really affected his mood.

Seeing this, Ying Guang was secretly happy and slowly got up and wanted to leave the hall. At this moment, Wei Ran suddenly spoke, "Your Majesty, I saw that Commander Ying was incompatible. It just so happened that the imperial physicians in the palace were there. Why not let the imperial physician treat him for Commander Ying? If you just send a mission to Qiang Yue like this, you will be afraid that I will be left alone in the Qin Dynasty."

Fan Sui said, "The Prime Minister's move seems to be a bit overkill. This is what everyone in the court has seen. Can there be any falsehood?"

Wei Ran sneered, "This is not easy to say. Since he is seriously ill, what's wrong with letting the imperial physician see him? Could it be..." Wei Ran paused, stared at Fan Sui with bright eyes, and said, "Does Mr. Fan know that Ying Guang was deliberately pretending to be sick and could not hide it for him in front of the king!"

Fan Sui said angrily: "Prime Minister, don't swear at others!"

Wei Ran waved his hand indifferently: "Then please ask the imperial physician to go to the palace."

Seeing that Fan Sui was going to say something, King Zhao said, "Don't argue, you two, it's not a big deal, you can see it anyway, go and call the imperial physician."

Ying Guang could only continue to kneel on the ground, praying secretly that Mo Yin would not cheat him, while waiting for the imperial physician's verdict. Mobile phone users should visit http://m.piaotian.net
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