Chapter 372
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Qinghehou became ill again. I heard that he was even worse this time and did not wake up for five consecutive days.
Dozens of imperial physicians and imperial physicians from the Imperial Medical Department have been diagnosed. Qinghe Hou was invaded by wind evil because his illness was not cured last time.
Qin Shihuang was so depressed that he almost pulled out all his beard in Xianyang Palace.
He regretted that Chen Xu shouldn't have visited and given a marriage if he had improved slightly. If Chen Xu couldn't afford to get sick or died, he could not guarantee that Taiyi Immortal Lord would not put a super huge Taiyi divine thunder to completely razed his Xianyang Palace to the ground in anger.
"Father, has the Queen of Qinghe not improved yet?" Princess Huayu was inconvenient to leave the palace, so she would come to her father to inquire about Chen Xu every day.
Because the emperor had already promised her personally that she would marry Chen Xu.
As a disciple of Chen Xu Xian’s family, he is young and promising, and it is naturally Ying Shiman who is very willing and happy to marry him. Therefore, since the incident of Qin Shihuang planning to marry the fifth princess to Qinghehou secretly spread in the palace, all the sisters envied her, which made her both excited and excited, and she wanted to marry her immediately.
But what she never expected was that on the day she saw Qinghehou, Qinghehou couldn't get upset, and now she was so anxious that she couldn't eat or sleep, and she was worried and uneasy.
Qin Shihuang looked at his daughter's anxious look and waved his hand with a depressed expression, saying, "Let's put aside this matter for the time being, I will make arrangements when I have the chance!"
"Yes, Father, my daughter will leave!" Princess Huayu's eyes were red and she withdrew from her father's bedroom. After leaving the house, she burst into tears and left crying.
"Oh~" Qin Shihuang sighed.
In fact, Qin Shihuang probably guessed something in the past few days.
But this kind of thing cannot be broken. The fact that he gave his marriage was indeed a bit wishful thinking. And suddenly, Chen Xu didn't give enough time at all. Chen Xu refused on the pretext of being sick, which made him feel both angry and helpless.
Even if he is the emperor, he cannot force such a thing.
Because through all the previous signs and the news heard from Wang Jian, Chen Xu was accompanied by a disciple named Shui Qingrou, who was smart, beautiful, and powerful in martial arts. The two of them were in love with each other. Once they forced their marriage, the consequences would be counterproductive.
Without Chen Xu's support, I'm afraid that if he wants to become a true emperor on earth, he will finally get the mercy of the gods in heaven and that slight chance will be completely gone.
But if he doesn't give a marriage, the emperor feels that he can give little rewards. Marrying his most beautiful and gentle daughter to him is not only a reward, but also a kind of win over. As long as Chen Xu marrys his daughter, Chen Xu will become a royal family member. This relationship will make Chen Xu assist him more wholeheartedly, but now, Chen Xu actually refuses this way.
Although Chen Xu did not go against his wishes in person, his actions made him very embarrassed and uncomfortable.
While thinking about it, Qin Shihuang felt that he was an emperor on earth, and he was extremely frustrated.
Since the extermination of the six kingdoms, although the Qin Dynasty seemed as calm as water, it was turbulent and uneasy inside. Not only was the north and south, but the civil and military ministers in the court seemed loyal, but they were lazy in handling the government affairs day by day. They colluded with each other and secretly weaved their own forces. What he didn't expect was that there were two disciples of the Mo family hidden in the court, with the purpose of overthrowing their own world.
"As an official, the world will be transformed..."
Qin Shihuang's thoughts were irrelevant, and he actually transferred his anger that could not be vented to Ao Ping and Shang Tu who were already in prison.
"Come~" Qin Shihuang's face showed a murderous intent that had not been seen for a long time.
"Here!" Several palace men and guards outside the door agreed loudly.
"There is a saying that the Tingwei Yinwu entered the palace!"
"Here~"
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On the winter of the 29th year of the First Emperor, November 16th.
(Another note: Qin Li Jian Hai, the first month is Jian Yin, and November is Zi month, entering the new year.)
After the morning court scattered, news that made the world tremble and heartbroken came out.
The former craftsman's Shaofu Order Ao Ping intended to rebel, but after the Tingwei Mansion was verified, the First Emperor issued an edict, and the three tribes of Ao Ping, ninety-three men, women, young and old, were killed. At the same time, he informed the world that the people of the Ao family would never be allowed to be officials.
Shang Tu, the former craftsman, hid in the court as a Mo Party, and condone his son's destruction of the Royal Academy of Sciences. After the Tingwei Mansion, the First Emperor issued an edict, and Shang Tu and his family were all sent to Bashu and would never return to the Central Plains.
The remaining hundreds of people were involved in the Aoping Shangtu case. All the officials, officers, craftsmen, and helpers involved were demoted to common people to reclaim wastelands, and the time for exile ranges from five to ten to twenty years.
An hour later, in the Chaitan Market in the north of Xianyang City, on a rammed earth platform, the men, women, and young and old of the Ao family were all ink on their cheeks, and their hair was disheveled, tied up and knelt on it.
In this cold winter, the sky is filled with gloomy wind. In the whirring cold wind, fine snow particles hit the face and hurt.
The imperial guards of thousands of lieutenant's mansion blocked the people watching the fun ten feet away.
The three dukes and nine ministers came one after another in carriages, stopped outside the execution ground, and looked at the nearly a hundred people on the earthen platform waiting for the execution with serious faces.
The sharp cold wind blew up the surrounding flags, and made a clear sound of slap and slap as it flipped.
The entire execution ground is quiet and solemn.
Tingwei Yinwu stood on the earth platform with a cold face. A entourage read out the emperor's order loudly and handed the imperial edict to Yinwu with respect: "My Lord Tingwei, after the imperial edict is read out, you can execute the execution!"
Yin Wu nodded and took the imperial edict, then turned to look at Taibu next to him.
"Three moments later is the time when the yang energy is at its peak. The ghost of the death row prisoner is rushing by the yang energy and will scatter the soul!" Taibu, who was gray-haired and gray, said quickly.
"Prepare, ask for a kill in three minutes!" Yin Wu said loudly after looking around.
The three tribes of Aoping, who were kneeling all over the ground, burst into tears, and many people fainted and fell to the ground in horror.
"Meng Yi, you must die a little. I, Ao Ping, will never forgive you even if I become a ghost!" Ao Ping looked up and roared at Meng Yi, who was sitting in the carriage in the distance, and struggled and roared at Meng Yi, who was sitting in the carriage in the distance.
Meng Yi, who was sitting in the carriage, looked solemn and expressionless.
"Tao Pu Zhao saved me, I, Ao, did not plot against me, know the most clearly. You told me to destroy the factory to do it..."
"Ao Ping, don't frame me!" Zhao Gao, who was sitting in the carriage, stood up with a pale face and roared, "Did I instruct you to destroy the factory? You disrespect the Ao family's ancestors and hide in the court to make bad intentions. Now that I am about to die, I dare to slander me. Yin Wu, and I can't quickly rectify the three Ao family members!"
All the three dukes and nine ministers were silent. After a slight commotion among the onlookers, they quickly calmed down. This kind of thing was seen too many on the execution ground. Many death row prisoners would slander others in the end, knowing that they had no hope of survival, but there would generally not be much change. After all, the evidence of Ao's intention to rebel was conclusive. Although it was just a piece of false paper, for the emperor, this evidence was already enough.
"Haha, hahahaha..." Ao Ping laughed wildly, as if he knew that he had no hope of any struggle. He turned his head and looked at the direction of the palace and shouted, "Zhao Zheng, you suppress my disciples of the Mo family, impose harsh orders, squander the people's power, and move 700,000 prisoners to build a tomb. This is the way to destroy the country and cause disaster. I curse your tomb before it can be completed..."
"Broke his tongue~" Yin Wu's face changed drastically as he heard Ao Ping's crazy curse.
"Here~" Several escorted imperial guards rushed up and pressed Ao Ping to the ground and stepped on his cheeks with their feet. An imperial guard pulled out a dagger and forced it into Ao Ping's mouth to stir. Ao Ping's mouth suddenly blood gushed out like a spring water, and his eyes were wide open and he could not make any sound.
Time passed extremely slowly, and the audience was silently waiting in this torment. Yin Wu's eyes fell on a water leak next to him. When the yellow sand flowed for three seconds, he waved his hand and roared and slashed.
"Cut~" a captain waved the black flag in his hand.
The swords in the hands of the imperial guards of the Tingwei Mansion who were escorted with black cloth and holding big swords were raised and fell. With the sound of puff puff puff puff, the heads were chopped down and rolled all over the ground. A stream of blood spurted out from the neck of the death row in the death row. In an instant, the smell of blood spread dozens of feet in a radius. The crowd of onlookers screamed violently and stirred up violently.
The cold wind became more and more violent, and the snow particles fell on the face like a knife cutting.
Half an hour later, the building near the execution ground was empty, leaving only the blood and cold bodies that had frozen in the wind and snow on the execution platform, and were still telling the world about a genocide disaster that had just happened here.
The three tribes of Yi killed all the direct relatives, including the main culprit, the mother and wife. This is the most serious punishment for the Qin Dynasty today. It was not during the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The inventor was Shang Yang, and the Qin Dynasty implemented the harsh laws. However, Shang Yang himself was even more miserable by the Yi tribe, including himself, and he was directly cracked by the cart. The so-called cart cracking means that five horses dismembered the body, tied the limbs and necks to five carts with ropes, and then drove them in five different directions. Under the powerful pull, he slowly pulled the person into several pieces. I wiped it. It was too bloody, and the old guest said that the scalp was numb.
After Qin Shihuang came to power, the criminal law of the three tribes of Yi was rarely used. The last one who enjoyed this treatment was Changxin Hou Lao Ai. Therefore, this torture has not been used in Daqin for almost twenty years.
Chapter completed!