The second underground floor of Xianyang Prison has no sunlight, and the only lighting is provided by candlelight.

The long-lost breeze blew on Gan Luo, taking away the bad luck of living underground, taking away his past in Xianyang Prison, and taking away his long-standing obsession.

He stretched out his hand to cover his eyes. The not-so-bright skylight in the morning was a bit too bright for him, so bright that he couldn't see the road ahead.

Li Si's ridicule made his face even more gloomy, and the palms of his hands that blocked the sky were stretched tightly, also covering his unwilling face.

"The Qin sword is in his hand, and no one can stop him except Your Majesty."

Gan Luo whispered to himself, quickened his pace, and walked toward Tingwei Mansion, stepping on every step with unusual force.

He ran out of Tingwei's mansion and smelled the faint smell of blood, and his face became even more ugly.

Although he has been in Xianyang Prison, he has a brother who often talks about the outside world. He knows about the bloody massacre in front of Tingwei Mansion.

The three ancient aristocratic families of Meng, Xi, and Bai, which had existed since the time of Qin Mugong, were wiped out in one fell swoop. They died under the Qin law right here, in front of the Tingwei Mansion, which symbolized the highest judgment of the Qin State.

The top three aristocratic families in the Qin State were only one step behind the Gan family. When Gan Luo did not unite the many aristocratic families in Xianyang, even the leader of the aristocratic family, the Gan family, was not as rich as the three major aristocratic families.

Gan Luo still couldn't believe that the three major aristocratic families that had been so powerful for more than ten generations of Qin kings were eliminated. Even now, Gan Luo still couldn't believe it. He stood still for a moment, and the unwillingness on his face faded a little.

"Sir, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hahaha, congratulations on your vindication, please come to the banquet."

"The hot water has been prepared and the incense has been lit. Your Majesty, please come this way."

"..."

There were dozens of horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts parked in front of the Tingwei Mansion. Their owners opened a curtain in the carriages and kept looking at the gate of the Tingwei Mansion.

When they saw Gan Luo walking out in prison uniform, everyone got out of the car and greeted the leader of their family with smiles on their faces.

They stepped on the bluestone bricks stained black by the blood of the three aristocratic families. They smiled softly in the faint smell of blood, laughed heartily, and said congratulations and congratulations. It was so joyful.

Gangcheng Jun Cai Ze was also among them. The old man could not squeeze in beside Gan Luo due to his age, so he smiled sincerely at the back of the crowd and said compliments like those of the heads of the aristocratic families around him.

Like the bright moon surrounded by stars, Gan Luo felt no joy in his heart, nor did he have a smile on his face that showed he was out of danger.

The three aristocratic families of Meng, Xi, and Bai were wiped out. The heads of the aristocratic families were chatting and laughing in the place where the three aristocratic families were wiped out. There is only one possibility. The matter has been settled and the results have been produced.

Only when the heads of these aristocratic families are out of danger can they smile so naturally and speak compliments fluently. Most people will not be in a good state when their life or death is uncertain.

Gan Luo was surrounded by the heads of the aristocratic families. He did not rely on his own legs to move forward, but relied entirely on the strength of the heads of the aristocratic families. He suppressed his emotions and put a noble smile on his lips.

"How much punishment did Zhuzi receive?"

The middle-aged head of the family, who had a prominent black mole on his left eyebrow, had regret on his face and said bitterly:

"Your Majesty is unfair and just imprisoned this person. That son is blessed by Your Majesty. He is really lucky!"

[Ignorance! Being able to imprison that man is great news!]

Gan Luo, who was in a good mood, raised his head and looked at the Xianyang people in the distance who saw horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts gathering here. They took a long detour and wore many patched black linen clothes.

A fat, panting man from an upper-class family followed Gan Luo as he walked. He noticed that Gan Luo was in a better mood and said with a smile:

"I think your Majesty left in a hurry and didn't pay attention to the second-floor prison. That Zhuzi was imprisoned in Xianyang Prison by Your Majesty."

Gan Luo, who was approaching the carriage, paused in his footsteps, but the team formed by the heads of the aristocratic families could not pause. The inertia of the crowd sent Gan Luo onto the carriage.

"There is no certainty that I will kill him. I dare not go against his will, but who in the world can kill him... Everything is over."

Gan Luo lowered his head and buried his face in his hands. His noble spine was no longer straight. Having just come out of Xianyang Prison, he knew better than anyone else that Ying Chengyu was not in Xianyang Prison.

Dozens of horse-drawn carriages and ox-carts carrying the heads of most of the aristocratic families in Xianyang were traveling on the galloping road. Gan Luo in the carriage did not care where this convoy of aristocratic families was going, as there was only one galloping road in Xianyang City.

November 3rd.

The Lord of Chang'an, Ying Chengxuan, was dismissed from the position of Prime Minister and was given the title of Imperial Lieutenant. Jiang Shang, who was not well-known anywhere in the world, first entered the court and ascended to heaven in one step, becoming the Prime Minister for the First Emperor.

Li Si was dismissed from the post of Tingwei, and Zhang Tu, who had been serving as Tingwei longer than Li Si had been, succeeded Li Si as Tingwei and became one of the nine ministers.

Wang Jue, a veteran who had made outstanding achievements in the Qin Dynasty, was not saved in the evening festival and was executed for gathering a crowd to conspire against him. The Tingwei Mansion raided his residence and obtained six gold and fifty-seven coins. The veteran had no heirs and no servants at home, so the mansion was seized and returned to the state.

.

All the members of the Guowei Mansion had no one to return home after taking a rest, so they all came to the sealed-off mansion that originally belonged to Wang Yan. They cleaned up the bird droppings on the ground and caught seven sparrows with a net.

An old man with half gray hair, who was on duty at the Imperial Palace and had an annual salary of 800 shi, suddenly collapsed emotionally and sat down on bird droppings, crying loudly.

"Prince! Kuo is a coward, birdman, I can't stand you! Kuo should have gone with the prince... Wuwuwu!"

The old man named Kuo had just shouted a few words when his mouth was tightly covered by several colleagues who were no younger than him.

The city defense troops patrolling around heard the noise and saw the commotion. They hesitated and followed the original patrol route. After four steps, they turned around and walked over.

Under the unkind and panicked eyes of all the officials of the imperial palace, the city defense army handed the white handkerchief that Mr. Xi had sewn with his own hands and his most precious treasure to the old man who kept struggling and crying silently.

"You little kid know about the prince?"

The old man asked, covering his wide mouth with both hands and enduring the pain of his old friend biting his hand.

"Know."

The city defense army replied.

There was a hint of joy in the old man's sad heart, but it had not yet dissipated.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The boy has heard the name of Marquis of Wucheng since he was a child."

The joy turned into a more intense sadness.

"You don't know the prince, how can you show favoritism?"

The city defense army wiped Kuo's tears with a handkerchief.

"My condolences, Uncle Kuo."

The old man stared blankly, and the officials of the Guowei Mansion all stared blankly.

There are elders in the family who are close friends with the city defense army. Look at the officials in the Guowei Mansion who are above him in official positions.

"Excuse me, please take Uncle Kuo away from the traitor's house. Although this thief is not well-known and not many people care about him, he cries like this and attracts others to report to the government. In the end, he may be guilty of the same crime as the traitor."

The old man closed his eyes and shed tears.

"Rebel? You know, boy, that the master of this house was as good as Duke Meng in the past. This mansion was personally given to Lord Wu'an by his merits when the late King Zhaoxiang gave it to Lord Wu'an."

The city defense army glanced at the old man suspiciously, not quite believing it.

Duke Meng and Lord Wu'an are both famous generals of the Qin State who have made countless meritorious deeds. If the master here is the same as them, how could he not know?

The old man covered his old friend's mouth with one hand and pointed to the sealed door of the mansion with the other hand.

"Isn't it famous? The door threshold of this place was broken through seven times by visitors twenty years ago. Except for Wu'an Jun's Mansion, there is no other military general's residence in Xianyang like this!"

The city defense army hummed, thinking that the old man was talking nonsense. If it wasn't his uncle who was crying and howling, he would have arrested him long ago.

The old man used to cover Kuo's mouth with two hands, but now only one hand is not strong enough and he struggles to open Kuo's mouth.

Kuo was crying loudly, his tears wet the white handkerchief of the city defense army. The overall color was darker, and Kuo's voice was dull and unpleasant, like the howling of an old crow.

"Forgot! I have forgotten it all! I have forgotten it all... Wuwuwu!"

That night, Gan Luo, who was picked up by the heads of the aristocratic families, was gathered to the new terrace. There was endless carnival day and night on the new terrace, and the sounds of lewdness could not be heard.

But under Gan Luo's forcible intervention, not a single one of the Xi family's urn pigs, or the Meng family's thin horses or bitches died.

November 4th.

The former general of the Zhao Kingdom was famous among the princes for his courage. In the final battle, he focused on defense. The veteran general Lian Po, who was defended by Bai Qi, the king of Wu'an, heard of his name and refused to go to the battle, worshiped the first emperor as a national captain.

The First Emperor wanted to grant him a residence, but Lieutenant Lian Po of the New Kingdom refused. He regarded himself as a guest of the Chang'an monarch and lived in the Chang'an monarch's mansion.

November 5th.

On the third day when the prime minister, Jiang Shang, took a rest, he was seen entering the Chang'an Lord's mansion. Someone was trying to persuade him, but Jiang Shang admitted frankly that he was also a guest of the Chang'an Lord.

The Prime Minister, the Lieutenant, and the highest officials of the government and army of the Great Qin Dynasty were all guests of the Chang'an monarch, and the government and the public were shocked. Only then did the nobles realize that they seemed to be happy too early. A certain prince did not withdraw from the scene, but retreated to the background.

The two distinguished brothers played.

Fortunately, the First Emperor had a golden tongue and said in the court that he would not pursue the fault of selling discarded weapons. The noble families were only unhappy and angry, and did not panic.

November 7th.

The sequelae of the killing of the three major families began to appear. After the officials from the three major families were arrested in the city near Xianyang, the government affairs became somewhat stagnant. Although the current excess government affairs in the city near Xianyang can still be shared by other officials,

But this is not a long-term solution.

And as time goes on, arrest orders are issued. After the children of the three major families who are officials in a city far away from Xianyang and deep in Guanzhong are arrested and escape, such problems will also arise.

The farther away from Xianyang, the center of power, the fewer the number of city officials, and the greater the power in each official's hands. Government affairs problems will continue to expand with the distance from Xianyang.

The First Emperor, who had been waiting for Ying Chengyu's so-called solution, finally couldn't wait any longer. He rode in a four-horse king's chariot and broke into the Chang'an Junfu with great fanfare to raise troops to interrogate the crime. Before driving, the First Emperor made up his mind that if he didn't get a satisfactory answer today,

, then he will solve the problem in his own way.

The First Emperor met Xun Qing, who was temporarily the head of the Chang'an Palace, known as the most master in the world, and the master within the Chang'an Palace.

The First Emperor, who had always firmly followed the legalist line of governing the country, and Xunqing, who was the most famous Confucian and regarded himself as a great Confucian, sat down to discuss Taoism and wanted to worship him as the minister, but Xunqing refused.

The First Emperor raised his eyes displeased and said in a deep voice:
To be continued...