Meng Ao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Ying Zheng was just testing the waters to see if any of his court officials had any intention of heading east.

After all, power is the most corrupting thing. When people can live in peace and security, not many people would consider radicalism.

It was at this time that a slight disturbance was heard from outside, but it was quickly suppressed.

Before Ying Zheng could open his mouth to ask, he saw a soldier enter the hall and kneel down with a plop.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Lu has committed suicide!"

"What?!" Cai Ze was a little surprised. After all, they had never told Ying Zheng about Lu Buwei's thoughts, and they also suppressed it from the court officials.

After all, Lu Buwei is the talent that Qin needs now.

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but without showing any significant emotion, he simply said indifferently, "I understand. Please withdraw."

The soldier apologized and quickly retreated.

He had just rushed here with a military order and entered the hall without any notification.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became oppressive again.

All the court officials knew what Lu Buwei was thinking, and there were even many who supported Lu Buwei.

Now Lu Buwei suddenly committed suicide, or did he commit suicide just after Ying Zheng ascended the throne, or after Ying Zheng sent someone to convey the order?

If I say that it has nothing to do with Ying Zheng, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"General and Gang Chengjun will stay to discuss matters. The others can leave."

Ying Zheng lost interest as he looked at the trembling courtiers below.

With such a character, he is not fit to work for Ying Zheng for the time being. How many of the court officials will be left in the future depends on their fate.

After all, Ying Zheng would not only unify China in the future, but would even establish a dynasty, a dynasty where "immortals" served as officials.

"I will take my leave."

No one dared to stay any longer, and those who had colluded with Lu Buwei were even more afraid to stay any longer, for fear that they would be caught and then commit suicide.

"Do you know why Lü Buwei committed suicide?"

Ying Zheng slowly walked down and sat in front of Meng Ao and Cai Ze and asked.

"I don't know."

How could they know why Lu Buwei committed suicide?

Logically speaking, with Lu Buwei's personality, it is impossible for him to commit suicide like this. After all, it is not in line with his character.

How could a person who dares to treat the crown prince as a precious commodity commit suicide because of the failure of some plan?

"Forget it, I won't talk about him anymore. He's dead, so he's dead." Ying Zheng didn't care. After all, he was still thinking about how to insert Han Fei and Li Si into the court, and Lu Buwei's death was an excellent excuse.

"You two, my dear ministers, are both pillars of the court and are people whom my father particularly trusts. Therefore, I also have special trust in you two, my dear ministers."

Ying Zheng sat up straight, looked at the two of them and said,

"I still remember that year when the meteorite fell in Xianyang, you two disregarded your own safety and entered the palace to protect the emperor..."

Meng Ao and Cai Ze naturally would not think that Ying Zheng really trusted them. These words were probably just to win them over.

After all, most of the military and political power in the court is now in the hands of these two people.

"When I ascended the throne yesterday, I received three bamboo slips. Last night, I also received a revelation from my father, saying that our Great Qin will restore its ancient glory..."

Ying Zheng said this and took out the three bamboo slips from his sleeve. Seeing that Meng Ao and Cai Ze were a little confused, he continued:

"...My father ascended to heaven yesterday and bestowed upon me a heavenly technique. He also ordered the transfer of heavenly spiritual energy to Qin..."

Although Ying Zheng had not finished speaking, Meng Ao and Cai Ze already knew what he was going to say.

The two of them had already guessed it yesterday, and now it was just confirmed, so even though they were surprised, they were not shocked to the point of being stunned.

And now, everything Ying Zheng said revealed his intention to pass down the martial arts skills.

In this era when various schools of thought were prevalent, there were still some myths and legends. The story of Peng Zu only began to be spread eight hundred years ago.

Now that there is an opportunity for immortality before them, they naturally know what this means.

"Today, I pass these three techniques on to you two, my beloved ministers. I ask you to practice diligently so that you can make some contribution to the unification of the Great Qin in the future."

After saying this, Ying Zheng stuffed the bamboo slips into the two men's arms, and without waiting for their consent, he returned to the harem alone.

Meng Ao stared at the bamboo slips in his arms in a daze. He had thought that he would have to go through a lot of hardships to get even a word of praise from Ying Zheng.

Who would have thought that such a thing would be so easy to get?

The same goes for Cai Ze.

But since it is the emperor's grace, then just take it as it comes. There is no need to think too much or ask too many questions.

"This old minister thanks the emperor for his gift!"

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"Chen Xuan, are you just going to give that thing to me like that?"

Ying Zheng returned to the palace as usual, dismissed the guards and maids as usual, and asked Chen Xuan, who looked a little lazy in front of him.

"After all, it's something from heaven. Even I haven't seen it, so how can you just give it to me like that?"

Chen Xuan lay on the bed.

Ever since he was able to control his body size, Chen Xuan no longer floated in the sky. After all, there was no comfortable bed in the sky.

"I gave it to you, so what's the big deal? I gave it to you so you can enjoy it. Why do you feel bad about it?"

Chen Xuan turned over and lay on the bed like a salted fish.

Chen Xuan had created too much power yesterday, and now he felt as if he had been hollowed out and had no strength left.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly and stopped arguing about it. Since it had been given to him, he just gave it to him.

Chen Xuan asked him to give it and didn't allow him to look at it. That way, there would naturally be something better waiting for him, and he didn't need to feel sorry for anything.

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