Chen Xuan just watched the Mozhe float away and did not try to stop him.

After all, anyone who can come and go freely in front of Meng Que must be a talent. Since he wants to come again, then come again.

When you come again, if you refuse to surrender, it will not be too late to kill you.

There are too few talented people around Ying Zheng now. Although they are enough for him to pacify the world, they are still a little short.

These figures are not enough to help Ying Zheng manage the unified world.

Things were not peaceful in the Xianyang Palace.

After the Mozhe left, Meng Que knelt on the ground and kowtowed, without saying anything else, just kowtowed.

Ying Zichu frowned, touched his brow, and then looked at Meng Que who was bleeding and said:

"I haven't blamed you, so why are you making such a fuss? If it's broken, will the imperial decree I gave you yesterday still be valid?!"

The last sentence was spoken with a slightly heavier tone, which made Meng Que stop.

"I will die."

Meng Que's clothes were now covered with cold sweat. Since the Mo Zhe could quietly pass by him and talk to Ying Zichu face to face, he could naturally kill Ying Zichu just like that.

The entire Xianyang Palace was empty, with only him and Ying Zichu in the hall. If Ying Zichu was really dead, even if Meng Ao and Cai Ze believed him, no one else would believe it.

At the very least, Lu Buwei would definitely force him to death and the Meng family to death. As long as he was gone, the Meng family's prestige would plummet and their position in the army would be unstable.

After all, the title of regicide is not something that any family can easily bear, and his Meng family is not worthy of bearing this title.

Ying Zichu naturally knew what Meng Que was worried about. He was too arrogant just now and had overlooked this point.

If he were really assassinated by the Mohist, the sky of Xianyang would instantly change.

The Meng family has a reputation of regicide firmly on their shoulders. No one in the military will listen to their words anymore, not even Wang Ling.

Because the king was already dead, and Ying Zichu was no longer around at that time, Wang Ling could be said by some people to be fabricated, saying that the Meng family was planning a rebellion.

The Qin royal family had extremely high prestige in Qin, especially after Ying Zheng became a great emperor, the worship of the royal family by the middle and lower classes had reached a peak.

This phenomenon is even more prevalent in the army. After all, the 150,000 Zhao surrendered soldiers are still serving as slaves in the homes of the soldiers!

The military has no power left, and Cai Ze alone cannot handle this situation.

With Lu Buwei's methods and Ying Qi's influence, it would only take a moment for a different person to speak in Xianyang.

At that time, all his attacks and plans by Ying Zichu would become a joke, a huge joke.

Even if Ying Zheng came back and took power again with the help of the power of heaven, it would not be in line with the proverb at that time. If Ying Xi took the opportunity to change his name to Ying Zizheng, who could say anything?

After all, the proverb only mentioned Prince Zheng, and did not clearly point out which Prince Zheng it was.

"Hey, go and call Lord Meng Shang and Lord Gang Cheng over here. I have something to tell them." Ying Zichu frowned, threw the memorial on the table, and gave instructions to Meng Que.

Meng Que responded and was about to go down, but then he seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly stopped, still kneeling on the ground, and said in a deep voice:

"Your Majesty, let's wait until tomorrow. Most of the guards outside the Xianyang Palace are gone now. If I leave, Your Majesty will be left with no one to look after you."

Ying Zichu thought about it and realized that as long as he died, it would be impossible to clear the suspicion no matter whether Meng Que was there or not. After all, he was his personal guard and held the position of Weiwei.

Ying Zichu died suddenly in the palace, and Meng Que was not there, and all the guards in the Xianyang Palace were gone, so Meng Que was still the most suspicious.

He still couldn't escape the title of regicide.

Ying Zichu naturally knew the relationship involved. Although he was a little annoyed, it was the only way. He decided to talk about other things after tonight, otherwise everything would be empty talk.

Although the Mohists said they would not kill him, who could be sure that no one would come to kill him?

After all, Lu Buwei had a precedent.

"Then I'll announce it tomorrow. I won't sleep today and will stay in the Xianyang Palace."

Ying Zichu sighed and started reading the memorial again.

Meng Que also stood up and knelt down beside Ying Zichu, his right hand resting on his sword.

As for why Ying Zichu had to sleep in the Xianyang Palace today, it was just to guard against assassins nearby and to stabilize the court.

After all, since the guards around the Xianyang Palace were no longer alive, they were probably dead.

With a pile of corpses surrounding them, countless court officials will surely have inappropriate thoughts when they go to court tomorrow.

The night is quiet and short.

Chen Xuan was watching the moon slowly setting in the sky. He did not sleep tonight.

It was still a little dark at the hour of Mao.

But the court officials had already been waiting outside the palace, waiting for the guards to lead them into the Xianyang Palace.

Meng Ao and Cai Ze led the way, followed by teams of court officials, and next to the officials were a group of Qin soldiers.

However, now about a quarter of an hour had passed, and the palace guards had not come to introduce them, nor had they issued a royal decree to tell them that the morning court was cancelled.

Meng Ao immediately felt something was wrong. After all, there was a strange smell coming from the direction of the palace.

But he didn't take it seriously. After all, Meng Que was there watching over him. If something really happened, he would have come out to report it long ago and would not have waited until this time.

Now when I smell it again, I realize that the strange smell is the smell of blood.

Meng Ao suddenly remembered that although his grandson was not weak, there were too many extraordinary people in the world, and it was far beyond Meng Que's ability to stop them.

The smell of blood, coupled with the lack of notification, put Ying Zichu in a very dangerous situation.

If something really happened, his Meng family might have to bear the label of regicide.

Regardless of whether Meng Que is dead or alive, as long as he did not die suddenly, he cannot clear himself of the suspicion of regicide.

But now is not the time to doubt these things. We should go into the palace to check. Even if he is really dead, we cannot announce the funeral.

Lu Buwei has been at home on sick leave until now, and Ying Qi also took sick leave at home today. The two bigwigs in the court have been silent.

In addition, most of the Qin soldiers guarding here are from his Meng family, so they can keep the secret for a while.

As long as we wait for Ying Zheng to return, all problems will be solved.

Therefore, Meng Ao had to rush into the palace to check before anyone else.

"Lord Gangcheng, I will go to the palace first to ask for instructions and see what it looks like." Meng Ao bowed to Cai Ze and gave him a wink.

Cai Ze naturally felt something was wrong, and judging by Meng Ao's expression, he probably guessed that something had happened in the palace.

However, even if he knew that something had happened, he would not say it out loud. He would only help Meng Ao cover up his lies and help Meng Ao stabilize the court officials.

After all, everything they are doing now is for Ying Zheng to ascend the throne safely. Even if Ying Zichu dies suddenly now, there will be no funeral, and the news of Ying Zichu's death will not be spread.

"Shangqing, please go ahead. I'll leave this to you."

Cai Ze returned the salute and just stood there. The ministers behind him also stood up unconsciously and watched Meng Ao enter the palace.

Something happened after all.