My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

Qin State, Xianyang City, Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Palace.

Sitting on the throne on the high platform is Queen Afang, who supervises the country on her behalf.

He wears a certain luxurious phoenix crown with more than ten kinds of birds on it. The whole crown is made of gold and shines brightly.

The golden phoenix crown made her face look extremely white, as if she was suffering from a serious illness.

In the court hall below him, the important ministers of the Qin State, who were stamping their feet one by one and making the Qin State tremble, stood on the Danqi, their eyes widening.

Pointing at each other's noses, spittle flying in the air, like villagers scolding each other, they kept arguing.

An old and gray-headed Qin Chen said:
"The prince is the eldest son, Fusu! His Majesty has passed away. Since the prince is supposed to succeed to the throne, how can he be succeeded by Lord Chang'an?"

Hui Shang, who was newly appointed as Ting Weizheng, shouted at him.

"In the past, King Wu passed away, and his successor was King Zhaoxiang. Did King Wu have no heirs? It is the right thing to do after brother to brother, and the words were spoken by His Majesty himself. All the more than [-] ministers and ministers present heard it with their own ears. Therefore, please invite the Lord of Chang'an to return to Xianyang!"

Gan Luo was furious.

"How outrageous! You are plotting a rebellion and want to conquer the country? Your Majesty, the Crown Prince, made the decision himself in the court hall, in front of all the princes! How could His Majesty say such ridiculous words and leave behind his funeral today? Contradictory!"

Li Si came out.

"The words of more than two hundred people are not as good as what one person, Qing, said?"

Another prominent minister stood up.

"Oh, do you think the net weaved by Zuo Xiang is foolproof? You must know that as long as it is a net, there will be holes! Order Datian has already admitted that His Majesty did not say these words, but it was you, Li Si, who forced everyone!"

After hearing the last words of the First Emperor with his own ears, Datian Ling, who was present at Mount Tai, met Li Si's cold gaze without giving in and sneered:
"Is the Zuo Prime Minister trying to kill me? Come on! The Zuo Prime Minister has killed so many people along the way! You, a small official of the Chu State, have received His Majesty's kindness without thinking of repaying it. You also intend to help Chang'an Lord usurp the throne. You should be punished!" "

The doctor's order, Zhang Han, was not wearing a Qin sword but was standing in the court wearing official uniform.

Hearing this, he looked at Da Tian Ling, and the murderous intent in his eyes was more refreshing than Li Si's coldness.

"You dare to tamper with His Majesty's last words? How brave! I should have killed you on the road, you are no better than a pig or a dog!"

A doctor stood tall, walked to Ota Ling's side, and sneered again and again.

"It's so murderous. Doctor, do you want me to take five steps to see blood splatter?"

"..."

The commotion sounds made A Fang feel like he had a splitting headache.

No matter how chattering the concubines in the harem were, they were not as noisy as these men.

She grabbed the armrest of the throne with all her strength, and her slightly hollow eyes were filled with a sense of oppression.

She wants to protect this huge world for her king, her husband, and her lord!
"Noisy!"

An extremely high-pitched scream that can pierce a person's eardrums.

Everyone in the hall who was weak in martial arts had their heads buzzing.

His hands were quick to hold Yin Hongdanchidi, but his hands were slow and he staggered to the ground.

And many of those who stood and made a fuss fell down, and all kinds of things appeared in the court for a while.

After shouting this, Afang said nothing, quietly looking at the ministers below, leaning back on the throne, just like the first emperor when he was on the throne.

Except for the personal maid standing next to her, no one knew that she was sweating.It’s not that I don’t want to speak at this time, it’s that I can’t.

She used Lilong again, which she had accumulated for less than a year.

She is very weak now.

Last time, Li Long, who had been fighting for more than 20 years, and Zhao Gao, a martial arts master who could fight with one move, was on the verge of death.

But this time, Lilong, who was less than a year old, could only make her voice loud and sharp to make the officials quiet down and listen to her.

She is not the First Emperor. No matter how soft her voice is, she can silence the court.

She wanted to temporarily shock these talented people, and the only way she could think of was Li Long.

The ministers shook their heads and looked at the queen on the high platform in surprise.

The queen's martial arts skills are so advanced?

They have no fear. His Majesty is dead. What does a queen of humble origin mean to her?Nothing counts!

Do you think you are the Queen Mother of Huayang or the Queen Mother of Xuan?
Breathing slightly and rapidly, Afang finally gathered the strength to speak, lowering his voice and trying his best not to show weakness.

"Where is Tingwei?"

Tingwei Zhang Tu stood up and bowed his head.

"The minister is here."

"How did His Majesty die?"

According to the laws of Qin, the Tingwei has the responsibility to determine the cause of death for all princes and ministers.He has the final right to determine the death of the First Emperor.

Among all the ministers, the death of the First Emperor can be kept secret from anyone at a certain time, except from the court officials.

"He fell off a cliff and died. I have verified his true identity with the imperial physician Ling Xia Wuji. There is no doubt that he is your Majesty."

Afang, Zhang Tu’s questions and answers have already concluded the whole matter legally.

Down below, Qin Chen was arguing so fiercely before, just to influence Afang's judgment.

No matter how powerful they are, they are still subordinates.

No matter how little they cared about Afang or how little they looked down on him.

But the person who oversees the country is Afang, and Afang's attitude plays a decisive role.

The gentle voice in the past seemed unusually cold. Afang nodded slightly and said:
"Censor Dr. Zhong Kong, you will take over his duties for the time being. Zhang Tu will take the lead in all funeral matters."

"only."

The moment Zhang Tu responded, the expressions of many Qin officials in the court changed drastically.

The funeral is a proclamation issued after the imperial censor and the Tingwei Mansion together with the Imperial Medical Office make the final determination.

The imperial censor usually conducts consultations in a virtual way, while the Tingwei Mansion is the axis of power that completes the actual procedures.

In fact, all state funeral matters starting from the funeral are inseparable from the management of Tingwei Mansion.In any national mourning, the earlier the Tingwei Mansion intervenes, the better.

And once the national mourning begins, there is no turning back on the whole thing, and there is no room for change.

Many people's eyes moved to Gan Luo, who had made the most noise earlier.

Da Tian Ling only jumped in response to Gan Luo's orders.

Gan Luo's face was gloomy and he was sweating. It was just a short moment, but it seemed like a lifetime had passed.

Ever since the First Emperor personally stood up for a certain person, he had stopped making any small moves.

The surname of Qin State is Ying, not Gan.

After the First Emperor expressed his complete trust in a certain person, he was seeking death if he dared to cause trouble again.

He controlled the children of aristocratic families as a certain scholar hoped. Xianyang has not had any trouble since the departure of the First Emperor, and Shangqing Ganluo is indispensable.He kept telling himself in his heart that he would wait until Crown Prince Ying Fusu succeeded to the throne.The benevolent and righteous Qin II will understand that it is not easy for a family, and everything will be fine by then.

But now?

His Majesty died, and his successor, Gan Luo's eldest brother, Ying Chengyu.

Gan Luo, you can’t accept it!
He knew better than anyone what his brother was going to do, and that would be the end of the family.

No, it should be said that there is no longer aristocratic family...

Now is the last chance.

Your Majesty has passed away, and most of the Qin officials who only admire Your Majesty are in a wait-and-see state.

In Xianyang City right now, as the head of an aristocratic family, he has absolute say in the court!
Gan Luo's ambition suddenly aroused.

As long as he is willing, he can lead other noble families to refute and question the authenticity of His Majesty's last words.

Support the crown prince Ying Fusu and firmly safeguard the new civilization of the empire.

When the king dies, the prince succeeds to the throne. Which country is not like this?
In fact, during the reign of Qin II, he could reach the pinnacle of his achievements as the regent of Zhou Gong.

What a minister, to put it nicely, is just a false position with no real power.

It was an honor for him to become a minister at the age of 12.

It’s a shame that you are still a minister now!

When he was 12 years old, he was granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister. Other people's words were full of praise, but Gan Luo felt burning pain in his face every time he heard it.

He has never been a prime minister, not even the worst left prime minister!
Although the woman on the high platform was a queen, she was just a humble maid.

What do humble people know?

Most of the officials in the court are against it, how dare she disobey?
At that moment, thousands of thoughts and ideas passed through Gan Luo's heart.

He finally made up his mind and stood up!

He temporarily forgot about the three heads of the Meng, Xi, and Bai families who died in front of him, and did not think about the three great families that were wiped out.

"Chen Ganluo, I have an objection!

"I think your Majesty's death is very strange!

"Excuse me for being rude, but I would like to know if Your Majesty fell from a cliff, is the Holy Body still intact?
"If it is intact, I would like to take a look in person. If it is not intact... then please ask Mr. Tingwei to explain to Luo how he recognized that it was His Majesty."

Gan Luo cut out Zhang Tu coldly. Without waiting for Zhang Tu's reply, he knelt down and grabbed the ground with his head.

"With Zhang Han's personal protection, why did Your Majesty allow Wang Xu to get close to you? Why did you stand on the edge of the cliff? Why did you choose Chang'an Lord as your second son when the crown prince has been established? If you have had this idea for a long time, why not directly Make Chang'an Lord the crown prince? The queen can turn a blind eye to such strange things, but Gan Luo cannot! Luo remonstrated with death and asked the queen to strictly investigate Li Si and Zhang Han!"

One person then fell to his knees.

"The prince's virtuous character is heard by both the government and the public. The disgrace of Chang'an Lord is heard throughout the government and the public. Your Majesty's sage is correct, how can you establish Chang'an and depose the prince? This is absolutely impossible!"

Another person fell to his knees.

"In the past, when the prince was a state lieutenant, he rode in a Si Ma King's chariot in front of the Chang'an Lord's Mansion and cursed endlessly. Li Si came out from the Chang'an Lord's Mansion and defended the Chang'an Lord. I do not speculate maliciously that the two rebelled, but I I want to say that based on Li Si’s words, giving a state funeral is inappropriate, very inappropriate!”

One after another, people fell to their knees and knocked their heads to the ground.

Afang's breathing became more and more rapid, and it was already a bit unsustainable.

It seems that she is not the king of the country whom everyone kneels to worship, but she is kneeling in front of the ministers!
Whenever someone knelt down and kowtowed, she would kneel down again and kowtow again...

"How dare you! How dare you force the queen!"

Lu Buwei, who went by the pseudonym Jiang Shang and had no intention of getting involved in government affairs, couldn't help it.

If he doesn't get up and share the pressure with the queen, things may go in the direction he least wants to see.

The head of the Wei family, Wei Zhang, who was demoted to the fifth rank by the First Emperor because of Lu Buwei, said coldly:
"Where do you start talking about this? What Gan Shangqing and Mr. Zhao said came from the bottom of their hearts. They were old-fashioned opinions about seeking the country. How could they become the persecution of the queen? Does it involve your master Ying Chengyu, Jiang Xiangbang, are you anxious? Don’t forget that your position as prime minister was bestowed upon you by His Majesty. The Chang’an Palace is also within the territory of Great Qin!”

Lu Buwei was unwilling to be outdone and spoke freely.

The words on his lips came out, but there was a feeling of helplessness in his heart.

The fact that he was a retainer of Chang'an Jun's Mansion was a great help in building momentum for Ying Chengyu.

But how great the help was at the beginning, how great the resistance is now.

No matter how much he said, he could not decisively change the situation.

Seeing Lu Buwei's end, Lian Po, the country's captain, no longer sat still, and showed his carriage and horses to support his majesty's last words - the Lord of Chang'an is the second emperor of Qin.

Xunzi's disciple, who had been silent all this time, also spoke out for justice. When he couldn't explain it with reason, he began to roll up his sleeves and show his arms, intending to use force to explain it.

After Xunzi learned that Lanling had been massacred, he fell ill and is still bedridden today.

Xunzi's disciples, who had been holding back their anger for a long time, met these unreasonable and rebellious officials and traitors, and jumped on them and gave them a good beating.

The court was completely in chaos...

Queen Afang looked at the chaos below, shouting several times of silence to no avail, no one could hear her - she didn't have a second Lilong.

After the death of the First Emperor, these courtiers who treated her with respect in the past began to respect her superficially...

She fell silent.

His eyes were cold, like an audience watching the performances of these actors in the field.

She could kill Gan Luo to establish Wei, and follow the last words of the First Emperor to establish Lord Chang'an as the second emperor of Qin.

But what about the consequences?
Having lost the support of many aristocratic families, is Qin still Qin?
The death of the First Emperor in Guanzhong is still kept secret. News of the death of the First Emperor has spread throughout other areas. Those remnants of the Six Kingdoms have been planning for a long time and are ready to take action!
No, it should have already moved!
The memorial from Korea on the table in Zhangtai Palace said that Chen Sheng and Wu Guang rebelled with the slogan "Princes, generals and prime ministers would rather have their own kind", and the country was named Zhang Chu.

Afang doesn't care about these two clowns. He doesn't even know how to take the title of his country. How can he become a big deal?

Chu is Chu and Zhang Chu is also interpreted as the meaning of Zhang Da Chu.

The purpose of appointing a national title is to win over the remaining people and recruit troops, not just to make a decision.

These two people are nothing to worry about, but what about the latecomers?

To suppress the remnants of the Six Kingdoms, Qin needed the power of the Qin nobles.

Besides, His Majesty's death is indeed very strange.

The moment Lu Buwei stepped forward, it meant that it was no longer a battle between orthodoxy and ministers, but a battle between two factions of ministers.

Afang looked at the two factions of ministers vying for power, but couldn't decide the outcome with one word. Who did she think looked like a traitor now?
.........

“Becoming the King of the Huns is not the starting point, but the end.

"There are not only Xiongnu in the desert, but also Donghu, Yuezhi, Wusun and other barbarians. You always say that there is no heaven and earth for you to do anything. Is this wilderness enough now?
"When I come to see you next time, holding on to your territory is not a skill. It is better to fight back. If you can make them all live a better life, then it will be even better..."

Ying Jianglu sat upright, listening to his uncle's instructions. He had never heard his uncle say so many words before, as if he wanted to finish all the instructions that had not been said to him in one breath.

The sun rises, becomes dark, and becomes bright again.

Ying Chengyu left three hundred disciples to Ying Jianglu, all of whom had their own strengths. One of them was the one who was particularly good at disguise.

Then ride a fast horse, go south, and embark on the return journey.