"I am willing to die, beg your Majesty to spare her life..."

Zhang Xin became more and more earnest and begged hard.

Ying Zheng frowned and put down the bamboo slips in his hand.

This is a trivial matter.

However, Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something and asked, "If only one of you can live, Zhang Xin, I want you to choose. Who of you can live, what choice will you make?"

"I am willing to die!" Zhang Xin did not hesitate, robbed the ground with his head, and knocked heavily, blood flowing: "Thank you for your grace."

Ying Zheng frowned.

Things were a bit unexpected.

His palm stretched toward the bamboo slips that he had read several times.

That is the record of the rebellion of peasants in Qin State.

"Zhang Xin." Ying Zheng thought for a moment: "You can think clearly that your current identity is something you have obtained from your own battlefield, life and death. You still have your parents, and you will be able to do things well in the future, and your official position will not be small!"

"Who will you not get a woman?"

Zhang Xin did not hesitate at all: "I am willing to die, thank Your Majesty for your grace."
Chapter completed!