The sky turned a pale white.

Standing beneath Zhangtai Palace,

Li Si raised his head and looked up.

Before him were three hundred and sixty steps, a long staircase reserved for officials.

Above that was a solemn and majestic palace.

Li Si stood here; he would stand here for a long time at every court assembly, gazing up at the palace.

Whether he was once a latrine rat or now the Left Prime Minister, standing here, he always felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.

Now, he appears to be the Left Chancellor of the Qin Dynasty, possessing power and wealth that everyone in the world envies.

However, it's too late to turn back.

He was already deeply trapped in the vortex and could not extricate himself. If he wanted to survive, he had to climb outwards.

Unfortunately, it could not move forward even half a step.

Because there was someone standing in front of him.

This person was none other than Feng Quji, the Right Chancellor of the Great Qin Dynasty!

This was an obstacle standing in his way, and also a bargaining chip used by those at the top to keep him in check.

"The road ahead is difficult, but we can only persevere and move forward."

Standing there with a sigh, Li Si lowered his head and continued walking upwards, climbing the steps.

……

quickly,

Zhangtai Palace, in front of the Hall of Unity of the Four Seas.

The civil and military officials stood there, exchanging hushed conversations before the First Emperor arrived.

"Master Li, why are you so listless before the court assembly?"

"Heh heh," the man chuckled awkwardly.

Then he leaned closer and whispered, "Keep quiet. I got a good remedy yesterday, tried it, and the medicine is quite effective."

"Well, I got carried away and didn't sleep all night."

"Hmph, with the court assembly in front of you, how dare you not close your eyes? Aren't you afraid of making a mistake and causing disrespect before the emperor?"

"Where is your conscience, where are your morals, where is your dignity, and where is the solution?"

"Um?"

While the officials were whispering among themselves, the palace in front of them had already begun to operate.

"All officials, enter the palace!"

Just then, the announcement was made.

People dressed in official robes and hats bowed their heads and stood in two rows along the steps in front of the hall, walking towards the hall.

Inside the main hall, civil and military officials stood on both sides.

Then, a person walked out from the high platform, wearing a black and gold embroidered robe with black birds on it.

The emperor held his sword.

He stepped forward, walking step by step toward the throne.

He carried the Tai'a sword, which was over three feet long and was known for its imposing presence among feudal lords.

As he drew closer, a sense of oppression seemed to weigh on the hearts of the assembled officials.

They were forced to bow down.

They didn't even dare to lift their heads to look at it.

The First Emperor, leaning on his sword, gazed at the imperial throne in the grand hall, his eyes filled with a commanding aura, exuding a powerful and imposing presence.

He walked up to the throne and remained silent for a long while.

He turned around, raised his eyes, and looked down at the prostrate faces below.

He paused for a moment, then sat on the imperial throne.

The gaze follows the main hall through the palace walls, across Xianyang, as if looking down upon the entire world.

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects! May Your Majesty live ten thousand years!"

A roar arose from the mountains, wind! Wind! Wind! A great wind is rising!

……

The imperial edict stated: "Because Xianyang has a large population and the palace of the former king was too small, I hereby construct the imperial palace in the Shanglin Garden south of the Wei River, first building the front hall, Epang."

After the civil and military officials were seated in their respective places.

The first thing to do at the grand court assembly was for an attendant wearing a long crown to read the imperial edict to the First Emperor.

After hearing the contents of the imperial edict, the ministers' faces froze.

The Qin Dynasty ruled by law, although half of the people in the court and the countryside did not agree with the Confucian doctrine of governing the country with benevolence and virtue.

But there's one thing they do know.

The empire has only recently been established and should be allowed to recuperate and rebuild. Otherwise, with an unstable foundation, this newly established empire will be on the verge of collapse.

However, this was the will of the First Emperor.

The civil and military officials dared not openly oppose or offer direct advice, so they could only remain silent and dared not express any dissent.

However, the emperor's subsequent edict finally put the minds of his ministers at ease.

"More than 700,000 people, from those imprisoned to those serving time in the hidden palace, were then divided to build the Epang Palace, or to build the northern foothills of Mount Li."

As long as laborers are not conscripted from the people.

If we only need these hidden palace guards, then let them be.

After the imperial edict was read aloud and no one objected, the next court session was for the officials to discuss matters.

As for the First Emperor, he simply listened from above.

Despite the discussions, in the end, all the decision-making power rested with the First Emperor.

At that moment, Left Chancellor Li Si rose from his seat and entered the main hall.

He bowed deeply and said, "Your Majesty."

"Recently, rumors have been circulating that concern the Heavenly Mandate of the Black Bird. I dare not make a decision on my own and beseech Your Majesty to make the final decision."

Upon hearing this, the person on the high platform removed his hand from his forehead.

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