Daqin: Ascend to the Throne to Become the First Emperor

Chapter 12 Monarch Wei arrived in Xianyang, kill him?

When Ying Zheng observed King Wei Anli.

King Wei Anli is also observing Ying Zheng.

He is really unimaginable.

The man in front of him was only thirteen years old, wearing a black royal robe and a crown on his head, with a vaguely tender face. How could King Qin, who was transforming from a child from a teenager, overthrew Quan Sang Lu Buwei with one hand.

With one-handed manipulation, he organized this battle against Wei.

“Could it be that in this world, there is really a born and sage monarch who can’t succeed?”

King Wei Anli said to himself in his heart.

When I thought about the birth of Qin Xiaogong, Qin Huiwen, Qin Zhaoxiang, and even the new Qin King Ying Zheng in front of him, he couldn’t help feeling desperate.

“Could it be that God blessed the State of Qin?”

This thought flashed through Wang Anli’s mind.

“Get up, King Wei Anli.”

Ying Zheng, who didn’t know the thoughts in Wang Anli’s mind, let Wang Anli rise.

But let alone, both are the monarchs.

Watching King Wei Anli salute him with an expression of grief and indignation.

This feeling is much stronger than usual when Qin’s ministers salute him.

“King Wei Anli, in the last national war, your brother Xin Ling made my Qin army defeated, and tens of thousands of Qin army were buried in a foreign country. What do you think the widow should do with you?”

Ying Zheng put her right hand on her chin, thinking with a look on her face.

“this…….”

When Wei Anli heard this, Ying Zheng seemed to be about to turn over the old account, and his expression changed.

“Your Majesty, the first level of Wei Wuji, Lord Xinling, has been brought here.”

At this moment, standing next to him, holding one in his hand, Wang Jun, who was square and square in the wooden box, spoke.

“Present it.”

When Ying Zheng heard this, there was a glimmer of interest in her eyes.

He wanted to see what the name of Wei Wuji, a king of Xinling who had been from Qin to save Wei from the Six Nations, looked like.

Wang Jun Yiyan presented the box in his hand, and Zhao Gao, who was standing aside, took it and opened it, placing it in front of Ying Zheng.

I saw a middle-aged head lying in it, treated with lime, with delicate features and elegant air.

“Wei Wuji, the king of Xinling, looks like an ordinary person!”

Ying Zheng commented after reading it.

In fact.

This Xinling Lord Wei Wuji is indeed an individual talent.

“The remaining Wei royal family, find a few villages around Xianyang, separate them, give them some land, let them cultivate the same as my Qin people, self-sufficiency, and pay taxes on time.”

“In addition, pass the decree to Zhang Han, and in the future let Hei Bingtai closely monitor these Wei royal houses to see who they contact with.”

Ying Zheng frowned and thought for a moment, then thought of how to dispose of Wei Anli’s prince and the Wei royal family.

ps: Oh, I ask for a flower evaluation vote, the data is so miserable, it’s just horrible. *