"Your servants have seen the God of Death."

Now they know.

The four who were sitting stood up, bowed and saluted, praising each other.

Although the ministers did not know the origin of this God of Killing, the fact that he could make these four call him "ministers" in front of Ying Zheng proved that the person behind him was of great importance.

"Is the gentleman here?"

Before they could follow Zanno, Ying Zheng spoke up, interrupting them.

"Is it bumpy?" Ying Zheng stopped stroking Cheng Jiao's hand and leaned forward slightly. "Where's Chang'an Jun? Why didn't you come back with us?"

"Lord Chang'an is still on his way. I was dragged to Xianyang by a powerful force. Now it seems that this must be the will of the Emperor, right?!"

Ying Zheng glanced at Chen Xuan inconspicuously, and when he saw Chen Xuan making a face, he knew that it was his work.

I won't worry about it anymore. After all, what we need most at this moment is Bai Qi. As for Meng Ao and the others, we can probably wait a little longer.

"Sir, please take a seat." Ying Zheng's words once again ignited the group of people.

Originally, they didn't know who the God of Killing was, and then a so-called "Chang'an Jun" popped up, and with the word "please", they couldn't help but think too much.

A man in white robes sat down, and the court officials could only see the white robes floating by, and then they could not see anything else.

"Stand up." It was not known whether it was Ying Zheng or Li Si who shouted, but the court officials finally knelt down.

Now they saw Bai Qi's appearance clearly, but they only dared to take a quick look, then quickly lowered their heads and dared not speak again.

"I have something to say today. I summoned you all here not to discuss anything, but just to inform you."

Ying Zheng's words were still cold, without any emotion at all.

No one took Ying Zheng's words as a joke. Since Ying Zheng said it, he was just informing them and asking them to be prepared, so that was naturally the case.

"I intend to go east."

In just this short sentence, everything Ying Zheng wanted to say was summarized.

It’s just not comprehensive and doesn’t represent everything.

"I intend to turn all the states in Shandong into the territories of my Great Qin, and all the people of these states into my subjects."

These words would be nothing more than a joke no matter which emperor said them.

Even for King Zhaoxiang of Qin, it was nothing but wishful thinking.

No matter which fourteen-year-old child said this, it was just youthful recklessness.

But what Ying Zheng said seemed particularly appropriate, as if it was something Ying Zheng should say and only Ying Zheng could say it.

"I only want to ask one question: Is there anything that the Great Qin is afraid of?"

Ying Zheng did not ask about the so-called food and fodder, nor did he ask how many soldiers and horses were left in the country. He only asked this question.

This sentence is a fatal question. If you don't answer it well, you will probably stay here forever.

"Don't be afraid!"

This group of court officials shouted in unison, so uniform that it was a little unbelievable.

Under the threat of death, they became extremely smart and no one chose the wrong answer.

"I knew it. There's no fear in my court." Ying Zheng seemed to believe them. "If that's the case, then I'm relieved."

The court officials didn’t know what Ying Zheng was reassured about. They only knew that they were not reassured in their hearts.

Going to war with other countries or dying here, neither of them will benefit anyone.

Joining the army was a tradition for the Qin nobles, but most of the nobles had official positions when they joined the army, so the threat of death was smaller.

But Ying Zheng started the war in such a hurry that he recruited 100,000 soldiers when he ascended the throne. Now only a few days have passed, and these 100,000 soldiers must have not been fully recruited.

If we really recruit soldiers from their families, regardless of whether it is good or bad, at least all the young men in the family must be sent over.

If things go wrong, they may even have to go to war with the army.

"By the way, have I not yet told you who this God of Death is?"

Ying Zheng did not say out loud what he was relieved about, but instead turned the topic to Bai Qi.

Everyone's thoughts stopped, they raised their eyes slightly to look at Bai Qi, and then quickly looked away, fearing that they would be burned by the evil spirit from Bai Qi.

"My Great Qin has enfeoffed countless kings, but only this one has been deified." Ying Zheng's words were ordinary, but the language he spoke was unusual.

I originally thought it was just a title, who would have thought it was a title like that of a noble lord?

"A few days ago, I gave the title of Wu'an Jun to General Wang He, so I found another title for him, a title that would be more suitable for him."

When Ying Zheng said this, the court officials below had some guesses, but they were just guesses, and no one dared to say it out loud or believe it.

"This God of Killing is Bai Qi, the former Wu'an Jun of the Great Qin Dynasty, now known as the God of Killing. I am Bai Qi, the God of Killing of the Great Qin Dynasty!"

The speculation was confirmed. If it had not happened in front of Ying Zheng, in the court, the court officials would probably have been in an uproar.

Of course they had heard of Bai Qi's name, and many of them even admired Bai Qi.

But worshipping is one thing, seeing is another. Not to mention that this person has been dead for who knows how many years.

Now no matter who tells them that Bai Qi has been resurrected, they will not take it seriously and may even beat that person up.

But the person who said this was Ying Zheng, the one who was called "Son of Heaven", so they had no choice but to believe it.

"So, are you still afraid?"

Ying Zheng knew that the news of Bai Qi's resurrection was shocking, and he also knew how famous Bai Qi was.

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