Chapter 367: Terracotta Warriors
The officials were confused.
They had heard of Ying Yuan's literary talent.
The poem "The Goddess of Luo River" amazed the world.
Now when I hear him reciting poetry, I feel that there must be a deeper meaning behind this poem.
Just when everyone was confused.
Ying Yuan slowly walked out of the Zhaixing Tower.
In an instant.
Everyone knelt down before Ying Yuan and shouted:
"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"
Even Daji knelt down.
She looked at the officials and couldn't help but feel her heart surge with emotion.
The previous moment, those people were still acting as if they would not submit to anyone and were ready to fight to the death with everyone.
Now, they all knelt in front of Ying Yuan.
In the whole world, the only one who could make so many outstanding people willingly submit to him was Ying Yuan.
That's her man.
How could she not be excited?
Ying Yuan did not ask everyone to stand up immediately.
Instead, he wore a loose Taoist robe and walked among the officials.
From time to time he would say to himself:
"It's rare for me to have a few days of leisure, but you guys insist on disturbing my quiet meditation."
"I heard that you suspect there's a traitor in power in the court. I wonder who this traitor is?"
As soon as the words fell.
He just walked in front of Cao Cao.
The latter trembled all over and even sweat came out.
It only takes a moment.
It is conceivable how great Ying Yuan’s deterrent power and prestige are.
When all the ministers heard his question, no one dared to stand up and speak for a moment.
I don’t know how much time had passed, just when Ying Yuan was about to dismiss everyone.
Yu Qian, the censor, suddenly said, "Your Majesty, you haven't attended court in a long time and haven't been involved in state affairs."
"If the people don't know that the country has a ruler, what will happen if this continues?"
"I hope that Your Majesty can rule the country personally!"
As soon as he finished speaking, many people were worried for him.
It’s Yu Qian indeed. If it were anyone else, they would never dare to say this.
Ying Yuan stared at Yu Qian, and said with a smile in anger: "You bastard, are you thinking of raising horses again?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the depressing atmosphere at the scene immediately eased a lot.
But if you think about it carefully, among all the officials in the court, only Yu Qian said such words and did not receive any punishment.
Your Majesty, you are truly kind to Qian.
"If you can persuade His Majesty to change his mind, let alone letting me raise horses, even if I lose my head right now, it wouldn't matter."
Yu Qian said frankly.
Although Ying Yuan was angry, he didn't want to do anything to him.
After all, the only reason he kept Yu Qian by his side was that he hoped the child could achieve something in the future.
Then do some earth-shaking things.
For example, he angrily criticized all the officials, causing public outrage in the court.
But even so, it did not prevent Ying Yuan from kicking Yu Qian to the ground, and then slowly said:
"What I want to do is not for you to ask."
"I think that the King of Wei has managed the court quite well during this period."
Having said this, he looked at Cao Cao and continued, "I hope you can continue to work hard."
Hearing this.
Cao Cao didn't hesitate at all and immediately clasped his fists and said:
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty. I will do my utmost to serve the country and live up to Your Majesty's kindness!"
Then he thought to himself.
Your Majesty's actions just now seemed somewhat deliberate. Could it be that he really suspected that I had rebellious intentions?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder.
My back was soaked with sweat.
Ying Yuan nodded, no longer looking at him, but turned to face the officials and said seriously:
"I know you came here today to see if I am still alive."
"You have seen me as you wished. I have not been dealing with state affairs these days, but I am living a better life than ever before."
Hear the sound.
All the officials frowned.
They stubbornly believed that this was what Ying Yuan meant.
Could it be an affirmation of the officials' diligence in their work in recent times?
That's why Your Majesty has less to worry about.
Can you rest and recuperate well enough?
Or maybe.
It is Your Majesty who is reminding certain people, even though Your Majesty has not been in charge of government recently.
But the core power held by Your Majesty is more stable than ever before?
No matter which possibility it is, it makes people feel very secretive!
At this time, Sima Yi, the Minister of Works, glanced at Ding Wei, the Vice Minister of Works.
The latter immediately understood what he meant and suddenly said:
"Your Majesty, I...I have come here today to report something."
The scene that made Ying Yuan feel extremely disgusted finally arrived.
I'm afraid that if I don't deal with some things today, these people in front of me will not leave here.
So, Ying Yuan had no choice but to be patient and asked helplessly: "What's the matter?"
Ding Wei clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, the imperial mausoleum has now been completed. This is because the Ministry of Works took feng shui into consideration when building the mausoleum."
"So the burial chamber is separated from the main tomb chamber. Do you think we should follow the old custom and bury living people with the dead?"
According to the established rules of the Qin Dynasty, after the mausoleum was built, people to be buried with the burial companions would be selected from the military or civilians.
The original intention was to let the souls of those buried with the emperor guard the mausoleum for him.
After the emperor passed away, his body was buried in the main tomb chamber.
The previous emperors of the Qin Dynasty all adopted the system of burying living people with the dead.
There is nothing wrong with Ding Wei asking this question, and it will not offend Ying Yuan.
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