The piercing screams echoed through the hall, chilling everyone to the bone.
Crimson blood flowed from Lao Ai's fingers and toes. The wicked husband didn't know if Lao Ai was still conscious after breaking his legs that day, but in any case, he took advantage of the situation without letting him go.
"Don't panic, everyone. This is just an appetizer." The wicked man's nonchalant tone solidified his reputation for cruelty in everyone's minds.
Even though Lü Buwei had experienced many storms, he was still terrified and cold sweat poured down his back. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and such cruel methods had become an appetizer in the mouth of his wicked husband.
Unable to remain seated any longer, he stepped forward, looking directly at Ying Zheng. "Your Majesty, Lao Ai deserves to die, but to execute him in front of all the officials in Zhangtai Palace is truly inappropriate."
"What, are you feeling guilty?" Before Ying Zheng could speak, the wicked husband retorted sharply, his words full of implications.
Lu Buwei was furious. He didn't know why this kid had targeted him. He immediately rebuked him, "As a subject, to use cruel methods in front of the king and the officials, is this your way of being a subject?"
"Since you are so tyrannical and cruel, why don't you go to the front lines and fight for my Qin state in the east? Instead, what are you doing here showing off your power?"
"Go to hell! How do you know I'm not going?" The wicked husband raised an eyebrow and started cursing on the spot.
His sharp, piercing gaze swept over everyone present, and he said, word by word, "To repel external aggression, we must first pacify the internal situation. If we do not eliminate the treacherous officials who abuse their power in the court, how can we talk about conquering the east and unifying the world?"
Today, he not only wants to intimidate all the officials, but also wants to take this opportunity to overthrow Lü Buwei and allow Ying Zheng to officially assume power.
Having witnessed the situation to this point, the wicked husband was too lazy to waste any more time to torment Lao Ai. Having already seen what he was curious about, he simply pulled out a specially made knife from his pocket.
The knife had a long, thin blade that gleamed with a cold light. The wicked man took a few steps to Lao Ai and, like a butterfly fluttering in the air, cut dozens of thin, cicada-wing-like pieces of flesh from Lao Ai's body in just a few breaths.
The execution by slow slicing has officially begun!
"This...this...this is too cruel!" an elderly minister cried out in horror, then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
The punishment of slow slicing first appeared during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, a full six or seven hundred years earlier than the Qin Dynasty, which was quite an eye-opener for these old-fashioned people.
"Can I be considered a great inventor of the Qin Dynasty?" The wicked man smiled wickedly, letting the drops of blood splatter onto his face.
The indescribable brutality terrified the officials present, but Ying Zheng, sitting on the high platform, smiled broadly, feeling his anger dissipate considerably.
"You wicked husband... You've really gone through a lot." Ying Zheng was somewhat moved. In his opinion, the reason his wicked husband was so cruel was simply to let him vent his anger.
For this, the wicked husband was willing to bear the infamy, which truly moved him.
"vomit...."
As time went by, the pungent smell of blood lingered in everyone's nostrils, and many people couldn't help but feel nauseous and began to gag.
Even military generals like Wang Jian, who had crawled out of piles of corpses, found it hard to bear; their faces turned pale, and they almost vomited.
The wicked man was extremely focused, as if he were sculpting a work of art. His extraordinary physique gave him exceptional control over the details, and every cut was precise, producing almost identical slices of meat.
Lao Ai's breathing gradually weakened, and all the flesh below his chest was removed, leaving his internal organs scattered on the ground without support.
"hatred..."
He uttered words that were still relatively clear, and then his neck tilted to the side and he breathed his last.
The wicked husband stood up and stretched his body slightly. The meticulous work that required such high concentration had left him quite exhausted.
The wicked husband looked regretful and clicked his tongue in amazement, "What a pity... how many cuts was that? What a promising little thing!!"
have to.
Even after all that, Lao Ai still gets criticized?
"Clean it up and take it with you, so as not to offend the eyes of the King and the other officials." The wicked man waved his hand, his tone completely indifferent.
After the mess in the palace was cleaned up, the wicked man cupped his hands and announced loudly, "Your Majesty, Lao Ai has been brought to justice!"
Ying Zheng nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "Continue reading out the list of Lao Ai's henchmen."
Upon hearing this, many people trembled like leaves and broke out in a cold sweat.
Some of the more timid individuals, unable to withstand the pressure, immediately stepped forward, knelt, and begged for mercy, crying, "Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life!"
"It was Lao Ai who coerced and pressured me; my heart belongs to Your Majesty!"
"......"
The wailing and howling of ghosts echoed throughout the hall, extremely noisy and jarring, causing Ying Zheng to frown deeply and look displeased.
Today, the wicked husband, who was acting as the 'host,' was very efficient. He immediately shouted, "Guards, kill Lao Ai and his accomplices on the spot! Implicate them all, and kill their relatives and friends as well!"
"Order the guards at Lao Ai's residence to confiscate his property and exterminate his entire family, leaving no survivors. All of Lao Ai's relatives and friends should be executed!"
A series of orders were issued, and immediately a clear and loud roar rang out outside the hall.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of footsteps echoed as Zhang Han led dozens of Black Dragon Armored Soldiers inside. He had been waiting outside the hall for a long time, awaiting the order from the wicked man to kill Lao Ai's henchmen.
"kill--!"
As the resounding voice faded, heads rolled and blood splattered throughout the hall, creating a scene of terrifying misery, as if one were in the deepest hell.
Ying Zheng watched the carnage below with a blank expression. This grand spectacle had his approval; otherwise, even the most audacious villain wouldn't have dared to act this way.
Lu Buwei was in a daze, his eyes constantly shifting between Ying Zheng and his wicked husband, a bleak smile appearing on his face.
He lost!
He knew in his heart that after today, all his previous efforts would be in vain. Not only would he no longer be able to suppress Ying Zheng, but even his own safety would be in jeopardy.
The instigator of all this was that young man who had just entered the imperial court.
Wretched husband!
Lu Buwei's bewildered gaze fell on his wicked husband, a bitter smile playing on his lips. He, Lu Buwei, had spent decades navigating the Qin court, only to have it all vanish in the blink of an eye at the hands of this brat.
"What a dashing young man in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse!"
"I underestimated you, Prime Minister."
Upon hearing this, the wicked man looked at Lü Buwei, a smile also appearing on his lips, though it contrasted sharply with Lü Buwei's bitterness.
That was a victorious smile, the youthful spirit and confidence that looked down upon the world!
The wicked man cleared his throat, pulled a bamboo scroll from his robes, and pretended to read aloud: "Lü Buwei, as Chancellor, failed to recognize talent, recommending those who would bring chaos to the social order..."
A series of words were like sharp knives, shattering Lü Buwei's arrogance and self-confidence, leaving only a deep sense of defeat and humiliation.
"Smack!"
After reading aloud Lü Buwei's charges, the wicked man closed the bamboo slips, his sharp gaze fixed on Lü Buwei. "Lü Buwei, do you have anything else to say?"
Lu Buwei lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly. He had lost; there was no point in making excuses. He knew this day would come, but he hadn't expected it to come so soon!
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