Feng Quji's rebellion was completely declared a failure.

Outside the East Palace, the air was still filled with the smell of blood.

After a night of fighting, Feng Quji's personal soldiers were all wiped out by the Jinyiwei.

The curtain of victory has been opened, but there is no trace of joy on Ying Yuan's face.

He stood on the high platform, overlooking the battlefield with cold eyes.

"Feng Quji has fallen, but this battle is just the beginning of the cleanup."

Chen Ping walked forward, with a little fatigue on his face, but more of a clear judgment of the situation.

"Sir, Feng Quji has been captured, and the rebel forces have been basically eliminated."

"However, the remnants of the aristocratic families in the court may still make some moves."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, his eyes deep.

"The death of Feng Quji will certainly not cause the entire family to collapse instantly."

"They have deep roots and must be dismantled one by one."

A gloomy look flashed across Chen Ping's eyes.

"Sir, I have drawn up a list."

"These people are either closely related to Feng Quji, or have participated in the clandestine activities of the family."

"How to deal with it, please decide, sir."

Ying Yuan took the list and quickly scanned the names on it.

He knew that if these people were not dealt with, Feng Quji's power would collapse, but his foundation would still exist.

Ying Yuan sneered, with endless coldness in his eyes.

"Pass the order down, arrest all the people on the list and temporarily put them in jail."

"After the follow-up investigation is complete, those who should be beheaded will be beheaded, and those who should be exiled will be exiled."

"These people must be held accountable for Feng Quji's rebellion."

Chen Ping nodded in acceptance and passed the order down.

Inside the Eastern Palace, the Embroidered Uniform Guards could no longer hold back and began to take action, arresting the hidden opposition forces in the court one by one.

As orders were issued one after another, the remnants of the aristocratic families fell into endless fear.

They knew very well what Feng Quji's failure meant.

"Sir, this purge may affect the entire court."

"I am worried that some people may become uneasy and even rebel because of this."

Chen Ping's voice was full of worry, but Ying Yuan's expression remained calm as usual.

He stood on the high platform, his eyes as cold as ice.

“If we don’t settle accounts now, it will only foster their ambitions.”

"The aristocratic families have betrayed the Qin Dynasty. Their existence will only threaten the peace of the country."

"I must root out these hidden dangers completely."

"As for those who intend to rebel, we will deal with them together."

Chen Ping felt deep admiration for Ying Yuan's decisiveness.

He knew that Ying Yuan was never afraid of storms, but would only find his opportunities in them.

"Young master is wise."

"I will fully cooperate and carry out this cleansing to the end."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, and then said: "However, cleaning should be done in moderation."

“Those who are truly innocent can be kept for now.”

"I don't want the court to completely collapse because of this action."

"Purge is not the goal. The goal is to rebuild the court and clear away all obstacles."

Chen Ping nodded, and his admiration for Ying Yuan's careful consideration grew.

He was not only eradicating opposition forces, but also paving the way for the future of Daqin.

"My Lord, you are right. After the purge, we must support a group of forces loyal to the Qin Dynasty."

"Otherwise, the court will be empty and the foundation of the country will inevitably be shaken."

Ying Yuan said calmly: "Those neutral ministers, although they did not participate in Feng Quji's rebellion, they will not remain neutral forever."

"Pass the order down, Jinyiwei closely monitor the movements of these people."

"If there is any unusual movement, deal with it immediately."

Chen Ping secretly admired Ying Yuan's foresight.

He is not only dealing with the current crisis, but also planning the future situation of Daqin. "Young Master is wise."

"I have arranged all the actions to ensure that there will be no omissions in this cleansing."

Ying Yuan nodded, his eyes still cold and firm.

"Feng Quji's fall is just the beginning."

“The aristocratic families have deep roots, but no matter how powerful they are, they cannot escape my control.”

"After this purge, the court of the Qin Dynasty will be reshuffled."

"And all power will eventually be concentrated in my hands."

After hearing this, Chen Ping became more determined. He knew that Ying Yuan was ready to take full control of the court.

"I understand, and I will do my best to help you achieve this goal."

Ying Yuan nodded slightly, then turned and walked back into the hall.

He knew that every next step was crucial.

Although Feng Quji has fallen, the forces in the court are still complex and must be dealt with carefully.

"Although the storm has subsided temporarily, the real decisive battle has just begun."

He whispered to himself, his eyes flashing with endless determination and coldness.

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

"Sir, there is news that the remnants of Feng Quji are plotting to flee. They are trying to leave the capital under the protection of some officials."

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

"Are they still making their last struggle?"

"It's so stupid."

Chen Ping also walked into the hall and looked solemn after hearing the news.

"Sir, if the remaining followers of Feng Quji manage to escape, they may unite with external forces and pose a new threat."

"We must act now to stop them once and for all."

Ying Yuan sneered, his tone revealing endless coldness and sarcasm.

"They can't escape."

"Pass the order down, Jinyiwei seals off all entrances and exits of the capital, and does not allow anyone to leave without permission."

"All those who have anything to do with Feng Quji will be arrested without mercy."

Chen Ping nodded and accepted the order, then said, "My lord, what you said is absolutely right."

"We must completely cut off their escape route."

Ying Yuan's eyes were still cold, and his tone was filled with endless determination.

"This storm must be completely calmed down."

"Since the remnants of Feng Quji have chosen to betray the Qin Dynasty, they must pay the price for it."

"No one can escape."

Chen Ping immediately stepped back and arranged the actions of the Jinyiwei.

Ying Yuan stood alone in the hall, his eyes sharp as torches.

He knew that this moment would determine the future of the entire court.

"Feng Quji's failure marks the decline of the power of the aristocratic family."

"But I must seize the opportunity to completely eradicate these hidden dangers."

"Only in this way can the future of Daqin be truly stable."

He whispered to himself, his voice full of endless determination and coldness.

The morning sun gradually shines on every corner of Xianyang City.

After an overnight purge, Feng Quji's remaining followers were arrested one by one.

The Jinyiwei completely blocked the entire capital city with lightning speed, and no one could escape.

This storm finally subsided under Ying Yuan's control.

Ying Yuan stood on the high platform of the East Palace, overlooking the entire Xianyang city with a calm and deep gaze.

"The future of Daqin is finally in my hands."

He said softly, his voice full of endless determination and resolve.

After the storm, Daqin will be greeted by a brand new era.

And Ying Yuan is destined to become the master of this era. (End of this chapter)