How could he not understand it now?
The plan to rely on the Chu army to destroy the country has failed.
The only plan now is to take advantage of the fact that Cao Cao, who has a large army under his command, can use himself as a hostage to control the ministers.
Of course, with the previous experience of Dian Wei and others, he felt that this was not reliable either.
If it really doesn't work, then he will be made a king of a different surname.
With the throne in hand, his ambition should grow, right?
Thinking of this, Ying Yuan felt a little better.
But no matter what, the matter of retaking Hangu Pass was enough to make him depressed for quite a long time.
Compared to Ying Yuan, who felt like he had a perfect start and was full of confidence from the very beginning, now, let alone dreaming of the country's demise, even ruining the country's fortune seems like a luxury.
But he was unwilling to give up.
The charm that the Golden Immortal of Daluo brought to him was really too great.
Since the country cannot be destroyed in one year, then it will take two or three years.
Sooner or later, if he persists in becoming a tyrant, the Qin Dynasty will be destroyed.
Ying Yuan took a deep breath and stood up suddenly in front of everyone.
Left the Xuanzheng Hall.
He really couldn't stay here any longer.
Otherwise, all you would hear are sounds of celebration for a great victory.
This will make him feel worse.
When the ministers saw the emperor leave, they were stunned.
Even Zhao Gao was a little puzzled.
The emperor has left, should this court meeting continue?
After a pause, he opened his throat and shouted: "Dismissed!"
Upon hearing this, the ministers did not rush to leave, but continued to discuss.
Why did Your Majesty leave suddenly?
It is very likely that if Your Majesty continues to stay here, the ministers will not be able to vent their emotions freely.
Your Majesty, aren't you leaving now just to make all the ministers happy?
After all, His Majesty's continued presence in the court means that the court meeting has not yet been dissolved.
According to etiquette, ministers are not allowed to make loud noises during court meetings.
Now that His Majesty has passed away and the court meeting is over, there is naturally no such opportunity anymore.
Your Majesty truly understands the thoughts of your subjects.
So.
Next.
All the officials started laughing.
He even boasted about Cao Cao's achievements.
Ying Yuan, who had not yet walked far, was so angry that his teeth ached when he heard the sound coming from the court hall.
Damn it, you are a bunch of turtle bastards who only know how to stab me in the back.
Each of you is a treacherous minister that only appears once in a century!
Uncomfortable.
It's so uncomfortable.
Now Ying Yuan just wants to find a place where there is no one and cry his heart out.
......
Outside Xianyang City.
A carriage was approaching slowly from afar.
Inside the carriage sat a pale young man who coughed violently from time to time.
He is Xi Zhicai who came from Hangu Pass.
Behind the carriage, there was a team of one hundred men following closely.
The carriage was driven by Xi Zhicai's servant, who said worriedly, "Master, we're almost at Xianyang City. You must hold on!"
In the past few days, Xi Zhicai's health has deteriorated rapidly.
Originally, I would only cough up blood three or four times a day at most.
However, within half an hour, he coughed up blood several times.
Even the accompanying military doctor was helpless.
Since the day before yesterday, apart from coughing, Xi Zhicai seemed to have lost the strength to speak.
Sitting in the carriage, he didn't say anything, just nodded weakly, and then coughed a few times.
He felt his body growing weaker and weaker.
There is also a rhythm to the breathing that is hard to keep up with.
Sometimes I feel a tightness in my chest.
I was afraid that if I couldn't catch my breath, I would really die in the carriage.
“Gee! Gee!”
The servant boy was whipping the horse with all his might.
The speed of the carriages was faster than the speed of the army.
He was afraid that his master really couldn't hold on any longer.
About a cup of tea passed.
A faint voice came from Xi Zhicai: "How long will it take... to reach Xianyang?"
Hearing the sound, the servant boy hurriedly said, "Master, it's almost there. We'll be there in two more sticks of incense."
"Two incense sticks...it still takes so long."
Xi Zhicai murmured in his heart.
For him, he didn't know how much time had passed.
Due to the bumpy ride, he suddenly vomited blood.
All the internal organs in my chest seemed to be trembling.
He couldn't help it.
He took a strong breath and said, "Stop the car, stop it quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the servant felt that something was wrong.
However, Xianyang City has already appeared in his eyes.
The servant did not dare to disobey his order, so he had to stop the carriage.
Xi Zhicai slowly got off the carriage.
Came to a small raised hill.
The servant wanted to help him, but he refused.
He looked at the towering Xianyang City, his mind full of thoughts. Suddenly, he knelt heavily. The rest of the crowd just heard him bow and say:
"Your Majesty, the Emperor of Qin!"
"Your Majesty, I wish you a long life."
"Daqin...Ten Thousand Years!"
The last four words echoed in the vast wilderness for a long time.
Xi Zhicai died of exhaustion.
The tragedy and grandeur throughout the ages is nothing more than this.
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