My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

Chapter 116 The song of blood and fire is the background of Da Qin
Ying Chengyu looked around and confirmed that this was the path to the left of Yong Meng's bed. Then he looked at the hundreds of guards following Sun Xi and nodded with a smile: "Yong Temple is worthy of being our Forbidden City for the [-] years of the Qin Dynasty. It has many secrets. .”

"No, I dug out a secret passage in just a few clicks."

"Since Sun Zuoge is now in charge of the defense of the Lama Temple, does he know who dug this secret tunnel?"

Sun Xi pretended to be surprised: "What? Is this a secret passage that has existed for a long time?"

"I thought it was dug out by your Majesty."

"This, this, this! I know nothing about this secret passage!"

Ying Cheng's sword cut through the oily skin on Sun Xi's neck, and asked in a cold voice: "Does Sun Zuoge really not know?"

Sun Xi looked at Ying Chengyu firmly: "I really don't know!"

"My minister has only been in the Lama Temple for more than a month. He is not very familiar with the various palaces on the surface of the Lama Temple. Indeed, he has not had time to investigate the secret passages within the Lama Temple."

Ying Chengyuan looked at Sun Xi intently for a few seconds before laughing loudly: "It seems that Sun Zuoge's work is not done well."

"The Lama Temple has been vacant for too long, and it is inevitable that some bad people will cause trouble."

"I think some rat who is worse than a beast is digging a secret passage in Yong Palace on his own, with the intention of harming the king!"

"Sun Zuoge still needs to work harder and explore all the secret passages in the Yong Palace. Only in this way can he be worthy of the king's kindness!"

Sun Xi bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chang'an, for your understanding."

"I will definitely check it out!"

Ying Chengyu nodded slightly: "Then there is Laosun Zuoge."

"I see that Sun Zuoge seems to be rushing to sleep in Yongshou. Does Sun Zuoge have other things to do?"

Sun Xi pointed back: "I am here to give you a gift."

"Originally, I thought that Your Majesty was overly worried, but as soon as the secret passage came out, I knew that Your Majesty was still thoughtful!"

Seeing that the guards behind Sun Xi were indeed holding three swords in their hands, Ying Chengyu finally returned the sword to its sheath and nodded lightly: "Thank you very much."

"Hachifu, take it."

He asked the soldiers to take the copper ingots and return to Yongshou's bed along the tunnel. Ying Chenglong also jumped into the tunnel.

"I will give Sun Zuoge five days to investigate clearly who dared to dig a secret passage inside the Lama Temple."

"If I don't get a result in five days, don't blame me for telling the king!"

Sun Xi hurriedly said: "Chang'an..."

However, before Sun Xi could finish speaking, Ying Chengyu had already covered the tunnel entrance with wooden planks again!

Sun Xi's face turned red instantly, and all the blood that surged into the veins on his face was angry.

It's the third time!
three times!

Can't you give me a chance to speak privately?

Maybe you will find that I have always been loyal to the Queen Mother Xia, but now I am just committing myself to the enemy!

After hesitating for a long time, Sun Xi finally stopped asking for trouble, turned around and ordered: "Go back!"

Listening to the sound of footsteps disappearing, Ying Chengyu also walked through the secret passage and returned to Yongshou to sleep.

Xiong Mao reached out and pulled Ying Chengyu out, and asked in a deep voice: "Did you see someone at the other end of the secret passage?"

Ying Chengyu patted the dust on his body and nodded: "I met Sun Xi."

"The exit of this secret passage is on the path to the left of Yongshou's bed."

"When I came out of the secret passage, Sun Xi happened to bring the guards to give us a gift."

Xiong Mao frowned: "This is unreasonable."

"If this secret passage was really dug to harm me, how could the exit be on the road?"

"It should be opened in the palace next door!"

While he was doubting, several more soldiers came back to report.

"My lord, tung oil was found in the palace wall."

"My lord, a tunnel has been discovered in the side hall."

"Lord..."

Xiong Mao shouted angrily: "This is the Yong Temple!"

"How dare these rats turn the underground of Yong Temple into a rat nest?!"

"Aren't they afraid of the punishment of their ancestors?"

Obviously, Lao Ai and others are not afraid.

They are about to cut off the bloodline of the royal family with the surname Ying. Are they still afraid that their ancestors with the surname Ying will be punished?
Ying Chengyu thought thoughtfully: "With so many arrangements, are they afraid that I don't know that they are going to kill me in Yongshou's bed?"

Xiong Mao also suddenly realized something strange.

The existence of tunnels is valuable, they can make Yong Shouchi's defense system collapse instantly.

But the existence of the tunnel is meaningless.

If Lao Ai really wants to kill Ying Chengxi, he only needs to close the gate of Yonggong Temple and let the guards of Yonggong Temple kill Ying Chengxuan, and Ying Chengxuan will not be able to escape death.

The existence of the tunnel will make Ying Chengxuan alert in advance.

Xiong Mao said clearly: "They hope to use these arrangements to make you escape without a fight!"

Ying Chengxiao smiled and nodded: "I think so too."

"But this only exposes their weakness and powerlessness!"

Xiong Mao said in a deep voice: "When I was here, they may really just want to scare you away."

"But when I return to Xianyang, their fears will be much less."

Ying Chengyu nodded slightly: "I understand."

"But since they have some fear in their hearts, I have the power to use it!"

As he spoke, Ying Chengyu felt a little ridiculous.

Among all the people who stand at the pinnacle of power in Great Qin today, Ying Chengyu and Lao Ai are the ones who like to flip tables the most.

However, now the two of them are trapped in a complicated situation and have to sit on the table and make moves within the rules of the chess game.

Xiong Mao sighed worriedly: "Just know it yourself."

Ying Chengqiao shouted loudly: "Keep digging!"

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Da Qin has always had sacrificial customs that are completely different from those of the Zhou Dynasty.The Eastern countries believed that the sacrifices of the Qin Dynasty were similar to those of Rong and Di, while the Qin people believed that the sacrifices of the Qin Dynasty were inherited from the Shang Dynasty.

One of the most critical pieces of evidence is that the Qin Dynasty worshiped multiple natural gods, but did not regard its ancestors as gods.

Therefore, it is different from the category that worships the emperors of the four directions and the gods of mountains, rivers, and rivers. The Daqin Ancestral Temple is located in Yongcheng.

January [-], the ninth year of the reign of Emperor Qin.

There was a distant sound of horns outside the gate of Yong Temple.

"Woooooooooo~~~~~~"

Accompanied by the sound of horns, the gate of Yong Palace opened, and thousands of guards galloped out of the palace gate on horseback with the flags of the Four Sacred Beasts on their backs, standing on both sides of the street to block the flow of people.

Dozens of flat cars carrying musicians slowly drove out of the palace gate.

After the musicians, Xiong Mao, dressed in sacrificial attire, stood on the cart driven by horses and shouted loudly:

"Kay!"

The drums and harps sounded, and the war drums beat.

Ying Chengyu, wearing a helmet and whipping armor, rode his horse out of the palace gate.

On both sides of the street, all the Guizhou heads who came to join in the fun cheered excitedly:

"Great Qin! Wan Sheng!"

Ying Chengyu's expression was solemn, and he just nodded slightly to the Guizhou leaders.

Behind Ying Chengyu, Yang Hu and several other major generals, as well as more than a hundred Taizhu officials, filed out of the city and walked westward solemnly.

When the group of people arrived at the northwest corner of Yongcheng, a giant building covering an area of ​​over [-] square meters appeared in front of everyone.

Surprisingly, it was the ancestral temple with the surname Ying!

The ancestral temple itself is built on a rammed earth platform about one and a half feet (3.46 meters) high.

Outside the ancestral temple, there is also an outer wall with a base width of one foot (2.31 meters) and a height of three feet and six feet (8.31 meters).

Looking from a distance, it looks magnificent and majestic!
Stepping up the 66-story staircase and crossing the high threshold, you are faced with a bronze floor made of thousands of bronze plates, on which are engraved the old moon, five stars, 28 constellations, the Big Dipper and other astronomical gods.

There is a dark crimson color in the connecting lines between the stars, and you can smell a fishy smell if you smell it carefully.

Beyond the bronze plate, in front is a large hall with a black tone.

The tablets enshrined in the hall were vaguely visible, but a middle-aged man in rich clothes blocked everyone's way.

"My best wishes to Ying Qing, I would like to pay my respects to the commander-in-chief, Cheng Xiang, and to Feng Changqi."

Ying Chengyu and Xiong Mao also handed over their hands solemnly:
"I've seen Tai Zhuqing!"

Ying Qing asked in a deep voice: "Why are you here to pay homage to your ancestors?"

Ying Chengxuan responded solemnly: "Young Master Chengxuan accepted the favor of the king as the commander-in-chief of our Great Qin. He led his army eastward and destroyed Han in one battle."

"I came here to report it to entertain our ancestors!"

Ying Qing said in a warm voice: "This great success is worthy of the gift!"

"Kay!"

The virgin rings the bell.

The musicians who came with him sat on the south side of the bronze plate, and the musicians who came from the ancestral temple sat on the north side of the bronze plate, playing the musical instruments in their hands together.

Ying Qing shouted again: "Sacrifice!"

Six witches ran out of the ancestral temple with bare feet and settled down to the south of the bronze stone slab.

The long sleeves fluttered, dancing like a brisk elf on the bronze plate to the sound of music.

When the footsteps of the witches turned from the south to the west, Xiong Mao shouted loudly: "Sacrifice!"

One hundred war horses, one hundred oxen, and one hundred lambs were tied tightly with tortoise shells and thrown to the place where the witches were dancing just now.

A group of subordinate officials held short and narrow hand knives. With the knife raised and lowered, they cut the throat artery of the three hundred prisoners.

Accompanied by the scream of sacrifice, a large amount of blood spurted out and flowed around along the lines on the bronze plate.

The smooth soles of the witches' feet were stained with blood, but their dance steps in the sea of ​​blood were still so light and cheerful!
Following the footsteps of the witch, Ying Qing shouted to him: "Put some rice in it for sacrifice!"

Taizhu's subordinate officer walked out of the ancestral temple holding seven tripods and six guis in his hands and placed them on the bronze plate.

The tripod is filled with grains, salt and various vegetables.

Xiong Mao shouted again: "Grant me!"

Each of the five hundred subordinate officials held a bronze cauldron in their arms and poured the full left ear of the cauldron onto the bronze plate.

Ying Qing responded loudly: "Use dogs to control Gu!"

Thirty black dogs with shiny coats were carried to the fourth gate of the ancestral temple. The official Taizhu grabbed the dogs' mouths with one hand, and with the other hand, he quickly slashed the black dogs' throats with a dagger.

Accompanied by mournful cries, the black dog's blood sprayed inside and outside the four gates of the ancestral temple.

The entire ancestral temple has turned into a sea of ​​blood!
Xiong Mao raised his voice a few times and shouted loudly: "Teach people!"

Fifty Korean warriors who were the bravest and unwilling to surrender in this battle were also pulled onto the bronze plate.

In order to prevent them from struggling, the limbs and limbs of all the sacrifices had been cut off, two bronze chains were hung on the collarbones, and bronze nails were driven into the spine.

The ropes tied their limbs tightly to the wooden frame, not to worry about their paralyzed bodies escaping, but to support their bodies.

Ying Qing held a T-shaped copper knife and walked step by step to the strongest prisoner.

It was like a doctor performing a surgical operation, drilling and cutting along the prisoner's head with focused eyes and even piety!
Behind Ying Qing, 49 Taizhu subordinates moved in the same manner as Ying Qing, skillfully and quickly completing this task that had been completed countless times before.

Soon, the red and white brain was exposed to the cold, and the colon-like tissue was visibly shaking.

Xiong Mao religiously came forward with a bowl of tung oil and sprinkled some on each prisoner's brain.

Finally, the flames ignite the brain.

The sound of burning was covered by music, and fifty of the bravest warriors were sacrificed to the ancestors in a grand sacrificial event.

Blood and flames together create the background of Da Qin's sacrifice!
Ying Qing turned around and bowed to the ancestral temple, shouting loudly:

"The young master has become a dragon and sacrificed [-] prisoners, [-] people, and [-] warriors to sacrifice his ancestors!"

Ying Chengyu finally took a step forward, cupped his hands and shouted:

"The son of King Zhuangxiang of Qin, Master Qin Chengxi, led his army to destroy the country and returned in triumph."

"Now I return to the ancestral temple to worship our ancestors!"

(End of this chapter)