Ying Yuan stood in front of the desk, staring at the map of the situation in the capital.

Feng Quji's rebellion plan had already fallen into his control, and he had to be cautious and precise in every step that followed.

Any mistake may affect the overall success or failure.

"Sir, Feng Quji has gathered his trusted ministers, and they are plotting in the mansion."

Chen Ping walked into the hall with a low voice.

"But I discovered that Feng Quji's actions did not seem to be fully publicized. He was only planning in secret and did not launch them immediately."

Ying Yuan smiled coldly, his eyes flashing with endless coldness.

"Feng Quji is indeed a shrewd and calculating person."

"He knew that launching a rebellion rashly would be too risky, so he tried to test my bottom line through small-scale actions."

"However, the more he hesitates, the more it shows that he has no chance of winning."

Chen Ping nodded, and then asked: "Sir, should we continue to wait, or take the initiative before he makes a move?"

Ying Yuan pondered for a moment, his eyes calm and determined.

"If we take action now, it will cause unrest in the capital."

"Feng Quji is still watching. He has not yet fully revealed all his strength."

"We have to make him completely reveal his true colors so that we can destroy him in one fell swoop."

Chen Ping secretly admired Ying Yuan's calmness. He knew that every decision Ying Yuan made was carefully considered and he would never act rashly.

"Sir, I have arranged for the Royal Guards to closely monitor Feng Quji's residence."

"At the same time, some aristocratic families in the capital that are connected to Feng Quji are also gathering in secret."

Ying Yuan nodded, his tone filled with endless coldness.

"These aristocratic families have long lost the ability to survive independently. They can only rely on Feng Quji."

"But they don't know that Feng Quji is just their burial companion."

"Send a message to the Royal Guards to continue monitoring the movements of these noble families."

"If they show any abnormality, take immediate action."

Chen Ping nodded and said, "Sir, if Feng Quji really starts a rebellion, it may cause unrest in the capital. I am worried that some neutral factions in the court may turn to him."

Ying Yuan smiled coldly, with endless confidence in his eyes.

"Neutralists are nothing but fence-sitters who only follow the powerful."

"If Feng Quji really launched a rebellion, they might not support him."

"Pass the order down and keep a close eye on the movements of these neutral ministers."

"If they make any unusual moves, deal with them immediately."

Chen Ping then said: "I have arranged personnel to ensure that every move of these ministers is under our control."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, then waved his hand, signaling Chen Ping to leave.

After Chen Ping left, Ying Yuan stood in the hall, thinking about his next move alone.

Feng Quji was an old minister in the court and the leader of a prominent family. He had great influence in the court.

But Ying Yuan knew that Feng Quji's power was gradually disintegrating.

With the decline of the power of the aristocratic families in the court, Feng Quji has lost the foundation for his survival.

"Feng Quji, your doom is approaching."

Ying Yuan whispered to himself, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Just then, a guard hurried into the hall, looking nervous.

"Sir, urgent information."

"Feng Quji and several ministers in the court have been meeting secretly, and seem to be planning to take control of the capital."

Ying Yuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Feng Quji finally couldn't bear it anymore."

"He is now in a desperate battle, and wants to force me to give in by controlling the capital."

Chen Ping then walked into the hall, and his expression became more solemn when he heard the news.

"Sir, if Feng Quji really starts a rebellion in the capital, it will probably cause even greater chaos."

"The situation in the court may fall into crisis because of this." Ying Yuan smiled coldly, with endless coldness in his tone.

"Feng Quji's rebellion was just his last struggle."

"He thought he could use this to turn the tables, but in fact, he had already fallen into my trap."

"Order the Royal Guards to take immediate action and secretly surround and attack Feng Quji's residence."

"I want to destroy him completely before he starts a rebellion."

Chen Ping nodded and accepted the order, feeling shocked. Ying Yuan had already prepared for every step of his plan, even Feng Quji's final counterattack was under his control.

"Young Master has a far-sighted vision."

"I will immediately arrange personnel to ensure that Feng Quji's rebellion plan fails completely."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, his eyes still calm and firm.

"The era of Feng Quji is over."

"The opposition forces in the court will also completely collapse with his demise."

"I want to make all those who oppose me understand that the future of Daqin belongs only to those who are truly capable."

Chen Ping immediately took the order and left. Ying Yuan stood alone in front of the desk, staring at the map with a deep look.

He knew that this storm was about to usher in a final decisive battle.

Whether it is Feng Quji or the aristocratic families, they will be completely destroyed in this decisive battle.

"The future of Daqin will be controlled by me personally."

Ying Yuan said in a low voice, his voice full of endless firmness and determination.

He has made all preparations and is about to have his victory.

The storm is coming, and he will stand in the center of the storm and dominate everything.

As night fell, the entire Xianyang city was shrouded in an eerie silence.

Inside Feng Quji's mansion, the conspirators were nervously planning their next move.

They didn't know that Ying Yuan had already arranged for the Jinyiwei to secretly surround their mansion.

Feng Quji stood in the courtyard of the mansion, his eyes full of sinisterness and anxiety.

"The time has come and we can't delay any longer."

He whispered through gritted teeth, a look of determination in his eyes.

"If we don't take action now, we will never have another chance."

But he didn't know that it was at this moment that he completely fell into Ying Yuan's trap.

The Royal Guards are approaching quietly, and everything in the storm is inevitable.

Ying Yuan stood on the high platform, staring in the direction of Feng Quji's mansion, with a cold smile flashing in his eyes.

"Feng Quji, you've already lost."

"Everything in the court is in my hands."

He turned around and waited quietly for the final result.

The battle at the center of the storm has already begun.

And the final winner is destined to be Ying Yuan.

As night fell completely, Feng Quji's fate also came to an end.

This struggle for power has finally come to an end.

Ying Yuan slowly clenched his fists, his eyes filled with endless determination and coldness.

He knew that this was just the beginning.

The future of the Qin Dynasty will be completely controlled by him.

After the storm, a new era will begin for him.

The night was deep and the city of Xianyang was shrouded in silence. Occasionally a breeze blew through the streets, bringing a cool breeze.

However, beneath this apparent calm, there is a storm that is about to erupt.

Ying Yuan stood on the high platform of the East Palace, overlooking the entire Xianyang city.

There was a cold light flashing in his eyes. (End of this chapter)