Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield - Chapter 631 - 257: The Qin Royal Palace Is Not the True Nine Tripod Cauldrons! (2)
Chapter 631: Chapter 257: The Qin Royal Palace Is Not the True Nine Tripod Cauldrons! (2)
“He will never let the prince ascend to the position of Crown Prince.”
“The prince once showed him patience, but he never appreciated it. Prime Minister Wang’s downfall today was due to Zhao Feng’s sudden action.”
“You must change your mindset.” Huai Zhuang said with a serious expression.
“Zhao Feng seems to have never done anything wrong from beginning to end.”
“Everything seems to be because Prime Minister Wang repeatedly targeted him.” Fusu also showed hesitation.
“Then why did Prime Minister Wang end up like this?”
“Furthermore, he disagreed with the prince’s political views.”
“If Zhao Feng, such a general, really gains authority over the court, the future of Qin will walk into constant wars, the people will suffer, and implementing benevolent governance will be difficult.” Huai Zhuang said bitterly.
To this,
Fusu remained silent.
The time quickly arrived for the execution of Wang Wan and those officials guilty of corruption.
Outside Xianyang City.
Tens of thousands of Imperial Guard Army gathered here.
Over a thousand people were brought forth.
The former Prime Minister, the former court ministers now became prisoners.
After nearly half a month’s trial by the Tingwei.
The ministers guilty of minor crimes were not implicated, but those guilty of serious crimes, connected to the affairs, were directly exterminated.
A few were demoted to slave status and exiled to the Northern Frontier.
While women were demoted to official courtesans.
Zhao Feng sat in the position of the chief over the execution, with Li Si and Minister Feng beside him.
“Reporting to Shangjiangjun.”
“All the prisoners have been brought forth.”
“Please instruct, Shangjiangjun.”
Ren Xiao stepped forward, bowed deeply to Zhao Feng.
This time the prisoners were brought by the Imperial Guard Army.
Zhao Feng glanced over, focusing his gaze on Wang Wan at the forefront.
He didn’t utter any harsh words, just took out a command arrow, and coldly ordered: “Execute!”
“Order from Shangjiangjun.”
“Execute.”
Ren Xiao turned around, shouted loudly.
Suddenly,
The executioners, who were already prepared, moved, poured out a mouthful of wine onto their blades.
The next moment.
Slash.
The sound of bones being shattered and blood spilled rang out.
This barren land suddenly had thousands of heads, blood staining the ground.
“Tingwei.”
“Afterward, it’s up to you to handle the aftermath.” Zhao Feng turned his head towards Li Si.
“Shangjiangjun is too kind.”
“I will handle the matter well.” Li Si replied with a smile.
“Thank you.” Zhao Feng smiled, stood up, and walked towards his carriage.
Such slaughter, nearly two thousand died in an instant.
Ordinary people witnessing this scene couldn’t help but vomit.
But Zhao Feng remained very calm, knowing the battlefield is where the real purgatory lies.
“Wang Wan.”
“In the end, you lost.”
“Who will hold supremacy in the court from now on, it’s uncertain.” Li Si coldly laughed at Wang Wan’s corpse.
Watching this opponent die, Li Si felt an unspeakable satisfaction.
“Tingwei.”
“I hope you can give Wang Wan a proper burial, as he was once Qin’s Chancellor.” Minister Feng stood up and earnestly said to Li Si.
“Minister Feng, rest assured.”
“Though I hold a grudge against Wang Wan, he was the Prime Minister, holding a high position, how could I humiliate his body?” Li Si smiled faintly.
The dead.
A proper burial is just that, what can it bring back?
Li Si naturally never considered disgracing the corpse.
Returning to the mansion.
Wang Yan.
Alongside Zhao Qi and Zhao Ling, stood before Zhao Feng.
“Father.”
“Are you going to stay at home today, not going out?”
“If so, I’ll be late to see Grandpa.” Zhao Ling pouted, looking aggrieved.
“Don’t worry.”
“Father will find something good for you.” Zhao Feng smiled.
Then looked at Wang Yan.
“Yan’er.”
“Do you know why your husband can be invincible on the battlefield, killing countless enemies?” Zhao Feng asked Wang Yan solemnly.
“All because of your husband’s bravery.” Wang Yan replied.
“Perhaps bravery is part of it.”
“But more importantly, your husband has obtained a cultivation method named Martial Dao.” Zhao Feng said seriously.
“Cultivation method?”
“Martial Dao?”
Wang Yan was utterly surprised and puzzled.
“I know you don’t understand now.”
“Relax.”
Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
Wang Yan nodded, relaxing her whole body.
“Advanced Inner Strength.”
Zhao Feng directly transmitted the cultivation method with spiritual power, imprinting it directly into Wang Yan’s Sea of Consciousness.
The next moment.
Wang Yan opened her eyes, a hint of surprise on her face: “Martial Dao Cultivation? A force of ten thousand pounds? How is this possible?”
“Qi’er, Ling’er.”
“Come here.”
Zhao Feng waved to his children.
The two little ones obediently came over.
“Daddy is going to put something into your heads, you will have to learn this every day from now on.”
“But without Daddy’s permission, you cannot tell anyone, not even Grandpa, understand?” Zhao Feng said gently.
“Daddy, we understand.”
The two little ones nodded repeatedly.
“Good.” Zhao Feng smiled.
He placed his big hand on the heads of the two little ones, the spiritual power was very gentle, slowly pouring into their Sea of Consciousness, and instead of injecting the full cultivation method like with adults, it was the Postnatal Realm method.
Soon.
“Daddy.”
“It seems there’s a book in our heads, so many words.”
“Yeah.”
“But there are many words we don’t recognize.” Zhao Qi and his sister spoke one after another.
Zhao Feng chuckled: “Yan’er, you will teach them to cultivate from now on.”
“As for you, I will arrange someone to teach you too.” Zhao Feng said with a smile.
“Husband, is this cultivation method really that powerful?” Wang Yan seemed incredulous.
In response.
Zhao Feng smiled, explaining nothing.
He simply looked toward the table beside him.
Then.
He extended his right hand, casually raising it.
The table was lifted by an invisible force, floating in the air.
“Is this… martial arts?” Wang Yan looked on in surprise.
“This is Martial True Qi.”
“After reaching the Innate Realm, you will possess it.” Zhao Feng smiled.
“Husband, are you an immortal?” Wang Yan looked at Zhao Feng with admiration.
“I wouldn’t call myself an immortal, just invincible in the mortal world.” Zhao Feng smiled.
“No wonder you dare to charge like that on the battlefield, no wonder you dare to assault the Northern Frontier of the foreign tribes.” Wang Yan expressed with admiration.
My husband is truly formidable.
Thinking back, my husband was just an Army Marquis in the Logistics Army, yet now he is not only Lord Wu’an of Qin, but also slated to become the Grand Commandant in the future, and he possesses power that surpasses mortal limits, akin to a Banished Immortal.
Thinking about it, Wang Yan felt her heart racing, unbelievable.
“You must cultivate diligently in the future.” Zhao Feng said gently.
“Husband, I will not let you down.” Wang Yan nodded firmly.
Meanwhile, during the court assembly that Zhao Feng did not attend.
At this moment.
The court assembly regarding the Prime Minister Position had already begun.
“Report to the Great King.”
“Wang Wan has been executed and publicly exposed, his crimes are known to all.”
“However, the Prime Minister Position Wang Wan held is fundamental to our Qin.”
“Now that the unification of Qin is secured, the Prime Minister Position, as the backbone of the nation, cannot remain vacant.”
“Therefore, I ask the Great King to select capable individuals from among the ministers, to appoint as Left Minister, to assist the Great King.”
…
In the court.
One minister after another stood up, reporting and deliberating on the Prime Minister Position.
At a glance.
The factions were clear.
Old Nobility.
New Nobility.
Fusu’s faction,
Hu Hai’s faction.
They all sought to compete for the Prime Minister Position, even if they couldn’t secure it, they wanted to contend.
On the high seat.
Ying Zheng calmly observed the noise in the court.
After allowing them to continue for a while.
Ying Zheng spoke: “Enough.”
The court immediately fell silent.
“The Prime Minister Position.”
“I already have someone in mind.”
Ying Zheng spoke slowly.
Apparently.
Ying Zheng’s tone had already decided, not intending to discuss it with others.
All eyes focused on Ying Zheng.
“Han Fei.”
Ying Zheng’s gaze shifted, landing on Han Fei.
At this sound.
Everyone’s expressions changed, even Han Fei was somewhat taken aback.
…
