Daqin: Impeachment of Qin Shihuang at the Start

"Jixia Xuegong assassinated my son in a vain attempt to rebel!"

"According to the Great Qin Law, Zhu Lian Nine Clans!"

"Seal the academy to my son!"

"Everyone is escorted into the Tingwei's Yamen execution ground, and after two hours, all will be cut!"

Ying Ziye couldn't say anything, and gave the order.

"His Royal Highness, wronged!"

"These assassins have nothing to do with my Jixia Academy!"

"Someone must be planted and framed, please check out your Highness!"

Yan Qingyuan, a scholar in the palace, was so frightened that his face paled when he heard it.

"Since you said you were wronged, so be it, this son will give you a chance to prove your innocence!"

Ying Ziye smiled faintly and stopped.

"How to prove?"

Yan Qingyuan, a great Confucian who didn't report any hope, couldn't help but his eyes lit up when he said this.

"Within two hours, if you can come up with 5 million gold, you can prove the innocence of the school!"

"At that time, my son will let all these people go!"

"If you can't prove your innocence, then stop blaming this young man for being rude, and all deal with it as treason!"

"When the time comes, you will wait to collect the corpses for these disciples!"

"Oh, by the way, you say to the parents of these students, two hours later, come to the Tingwei Yamen execution ground to claim the corpse!"

"Remember, don't wait for the expiration date!"

After Ying Ziye finished speaking, she ordered Yan Qingyuan to be released, and then escorted hundreds of people to the execution ground.

"You...you are a bandit!"

When the officers and soldiers had finished walking, the old man dared to yell at him.

What self-certified innocence is clearly robbery!

However, if you can exchange five million taels of gold for people in the academy, it seems to be worth it!

Anyway, Confucianism will not pay this money!

Only let the parents of those disciples out!

These people are not aristocrats or tyrants, so many of these five million are just a piece of cake!

Thinking of this, he quickly found some helpers and sent letters from house to house.

...

"His Royal Highness, is this...?"

Meng Yi, who had just copied Zhao Gao's house and returned to the Tingwei Yamen, saw two to three hundred people lying on the execution ground.

These people are all wearing Confucian shirts and seem to be disciples of the palace.

"This is the person from Jixia Academy. Two hours later, if no one sends five million taels of gold, kill them all!"

Ying Ziye said with a joke on her face.

"Kill them all?"

"This...I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?"

"The disciples of Jixia Academy are not only the nobles, but many of them are still the children of the officials!"

"If there is no conclusive evidence or reason to prove that they are guilty of a capital crime, this will kill them, and the matter will be a big deal!"

Meng Yi looked at more than three hundred Confucian disciples, shaking his head with a wry smile and said.

Let him copy Zhao Gao's home!

One is that this guy did assassinate the prince, and besides, he did it by Ying Ziye's order.

And Ying Ziye has the right to cut first and then play!

Therefore, he has no pressure!

But after letting him kill so many Confucian disciples, and most of them were officials, he didn't dare to do it!

As a court lieutenant, he is in charge of the laws of the prison, and he must never do anything that knows the law and breaks the law!

Don't say he can't do it himself, his majesty will not spare him if he knows it!

"The six assassins are wearing Confucian shirts, and there are disciples of Jixia Academy on their waists!"

"Is this evidence always enough?"

"As for the crime... it's very simple, assassinating the prince, trying to rebel!"

"This is a felony of the Jiu Clan, just killing them more than three hundred numbers is a bargain for them!"

Ying Ziye patted him on the shoulder, then lowered her voice and said, "Don't worry, this son is just looking for money, and Jixia Academy will deliver the gold on time!"

"His Royal Highness meant...Use these six corpses to knock those nobles and tycoons?"

Meng Yi, who was in a dilemma just now, couldn't help but brighten when he heard what he said.

Say it early!

Isn't it just acting?

Who doesn't know this!

I made a false alarm!

"Yes...!"

Ying Ziye nodded, then looked straight and said seriously: "However, if the nobles and gentry refuse to give money, they must be killed!"

"Xiaguan understands!"

Meng Yi nodded, and then seemed to think of something, before turning around, he said, "By the way, the lower official found a lot of good things in Zhao Gao's courtyard. Would you like to take it back for a look?"

"What good thing?"

"There is a list of Zhao Gao training dead men, and a list of his colluding with other officials of the court!"

"Okay! Send it to my son's house!"

...

"Everyone is here, that would be great!"

A room full of people sat in the living room of a luxurious mansion.

They are either the noble gentry of Xianyang City, or the officials of the DPRK.

When Yan Qingyuan came in, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He only needs to run once, so he doesn't need to send news from house to house.

"The disciple has seen Master Yan...!"

Yan Qingyuan's seniority seems to be very high, and the noble gentry present are indispensable to salute.

"alright, alright!"

"All free gifts!"

"Something has happened, something has happened!"

The old man waved his hand and said anxiously.

"Brother, what happened?"

Chunyu Yue frowned and asked nervously.

Everything went wrong for him today!

First, Zhao Gao threatened with a letter, forcing him to borrow one million taels of gold from several of his disciples cheeky.

Then his house was surrounded, and his family members were only allowed to enter but not to leave.

Not only that, the kid Ying Ziye also forced the officials in the DPRK to collect taxes from the rich.

Otherwise, they will all be cut off after two months!

No way, he had to call the noble gentry in the city and some close officials in the DPRK together to discuss countermeasures.

It didn't take long to discuss this, but I didn't expect my brother to come again.

Say something big right away!

Now he is like a frightened bird, his scalp numb when he hears something wrong!

"Just now the Nine Princes rushed into the academy with troops and captured all the disciples!"

"He said that assassins had assassinated him. These assassins were wearing Confucian shirts with the disciples of Jixia Academy on their waists!"

"He insisted that our Academy was behind the scenes and took all the people to the execution ground!"

"After two hours, all will be cut!"

Yan Qingyuan said with a sigh of anger on his face.

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