Eight Thousand Iron Buddha at the Start, Please Make Concessions to the First Emperor!

Hearing the name, Ying Zheng froze for a moment.

Meng Yi, Wang Ben, and Feng Quji on the side were not surprised.

Apparently before that, Zhao Tuo talked to them about it.

Ying Zheng smiled and shook his head.

"This is absolutely impossible. According to my Daqin law, the throne should be inherited by the eldest son."

"Even if it is not Fusu who inherits the throne, it will never be the youngest Hu Hai's turn to inherit the throne."

"Oh... is that so?"

Zhao Tuo played with the jade pendant in his hand and showed a meaningful smile.

"What if... before the emperor's death, he planned to pass the throne to Hu Hai?"

"That's okay, the world is my world, and whoever will pass the throne to, naturally I have the final say... Before today."

"It's just that although Hu Hai is very smart and proficient in the law, he is stubborn by nature, and I will definitely not pass the throne to him."

"Ah……"

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhao Tuo burst out laughing.

"why are you laughing?"

"I laugh at how naive my father thinks, but my father still remembers why I asked Meng Shangqing and the others to come here together today?"

Ying Zheng pondered for a moment, then replied: "I remember you said that it was because of Zhao Gao and Li Xiang?"

"That's right!" Zhao Tuo nodded.

"They are the people who follow the father on the tour together. If the father has any accident on the road, they are the only people who know the father's edict."

"Tuoer means..."

Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, but then shook his head.

"No, it's just your speculation."

Zhao Tuo smiled, without explaining too much, but suggested: "Father, I have a plan..."

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Outside the city of Xianyang, the brigade of people and carriages were already waiting at the door.

Zhao Gao and Li Si stood aside with their hands behind their backs, talking about something.

"Master Li, what are you talking about? The time has passed, why hasn't His Majesty come out yet?"

Liz shook his head.

"Just now I heard from the people below that there was some disturbance in the palace. Maybe there is some other situation, so don't panic."

Zhao Gao nodded slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but glanced at Hu Hai, who was reprimanding the accompanying palace maid.

"Who told you to put my son's things on the carriage?"

"I will carry it all on my back! Otherwise, if I need something, I have to wait for you to rummage it now?"

"But son, this is too..."

"Too much? Is it too heavy? Believe it or not, when the royal father comes, this son asks the royal father to order you to carry the bluestone slab on your back!"

"Young Master, spare your life..."

"Humph……"

"Hu Hai!"

Zhao Gao paced to Hu Hai and glared at the palace maid in front of him.

"As a servant, you can do whatever the son asks you to do. Who do you think your lives belong to?"

"People from Wangyi Palace, they still don't understand etiquette after so many years, get out!"

After waving his hand to dismiss the palace maid, Zhao Gao looked at Hu Hai and whispered, "Hu Hai, this tour is a good opportunity. You will be the only heir beside Your Majesty at that time. You must seize the opportunity and discuss it with Your Majesty!"

Hu Hai nodded obediently.

But then he hesitated and said, "Teacher, I am the youngest among the elder brothers. I am afraid that no matter how much I am loved by the royal father..."

"Hey, you don't have to worry about this."

Zhao Gao smiled sympathetically and said, "Now that your father is very old, in case there is a mishap...it's not impossible."

"Especially on this tour, once there is no hope of finding immortals, Your Majesty will definitely take a lot of medicinal pills. That medicinal pill is not a good thing!"

"At that time, if something goes wrong on the road, Your Majesty will be surrounded by you and me, master and apprentice, plus a Li Si."

"At that time, all I have is the means... let you, on the ninth-order dragon platform!"

If Zhao Gao's words were placed outside, he would definitely be shocked.

But Hu Hai was rather excited.

"Really! Teacher, don't worry, if you can help Hu Hai win the throne, Hu Hai will never forget his teacher's kindness!"

"I believe you for the teacher, hahahaha!"

At this moment, Li Si also came over from the side.

"Zhao Fuling, young master, what are you talking about, so happy?"

Zhao Gao rolled his eyes, and then laughed: "It's nothing, just talking about the fact that under the legalist policy, Daqin can have such a grand occasion, just happy, just happy."

"It's just a pity..."

"What a pity?" Li Si asked curiously.

Zhao Gao let out a long sigh.

"It's just a pity that after the eldest son Fu Su, Da Qin wants to respect Confucianism."

"And Li Xiang, as a legal person, you have often offended the eldest son because of disagreements."

"I'm afraid... tsk tsk tsk."

Hearing that Zhao Gao mentioned this, Li Si's old face couldn't help but turn dark.

How could he not know about this.

The matter of Fusu's succession to the throne has kept him in the throat for several years.

But what can he do?

The eldest son's succession to the throne is the orthodox royal family. As a minister of Daqin, he is also a member of the legal family, and he must respect the law.

All I can say is... let's take a look at one.

Seeing Li Si's gloomy face, Zhao Gao smiled slightly.

He didn't say anything more.

For some things, as long as you plant a seed yourself, the rest will slowly sprout.

The three of them were chatting, when suddenly a team of black armored soldiers came galloping on their horses, their faces full of fear.

"Applause!!!"

As a burst of smoke swept past, Zhao Gao and the three patted the dust on their bodies with ugly expressions.

"It's so rude to be so flustered...what a formality!"

The leader of the Black Armored Guard ignored the young master's scolding, got off his horse, and ran quickly to Zhao Gao and Li Si.

"Master Li! Master Zhao! Please return to the palace quickly!"

"Your Majesty's sudden illness! It's going to die!!!"

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