[Qin] Qin Shi

Zhishu followed Bai Shu, watching the general sitting on the green tiles of the inn looking into the distance, and waited for two days.

In the early morning of the third day, he jumped down from the top of the building, his body was still stained with the morning dew, his black robe swirled in a semicircle in the air, and he climbed onto the horse in a red glow: "Let's go, hold the book."

"General?" Zhishu looked up at the general on the horse.

"He won't come." The young man holding the horse rope straightened his back, like pines and cypresses in the snow, "No one will come."

Zhishu's eyes slowly widened and rounded.He looked at the general against the light, his voice trembling: "Yes, Your Majesty..."

Bai Shu's gaze shifted from the body holding the book, he looked at the direction where the sun was rising, looked at the rising sun, clenched the rein in his hand, his fingertips turned blue and white due to excessive force: "If they still One alive," with a smile on his face, but his body was cold while holding the book, "We won't let us wait for two days in vain."

【Host? ] After two days, the system finally made a trembling sound.

This voice knocked away the clouds like a morning bell and awakened his mind. Bai Shu's eyes gradually focused: "If you go, I will never stop you." Looking down at Zhishu standing there in a daze, "But after today, Here, this land, is going to be in chaos again—except for Yanbei, no place is safe."

The secretary heard him say this.

"Central Plains, it's going to be chaotic again."

His words were like a curse, which broke the peace of this land that had been maintained in just a few years since King Qin ruled the world, and was broken again.

First, a group of thieves who came from nowhere attacked Qin Huang's winter inspection team, and then the Xiang family in the southern Chu region surrounded the Chu king's survivors and shouted for restoration. The Meng family army who was in charge of suppressing Baiyue seemed to be invisible There was also no reaction, and even Li Xin, who was guarding the East China Sea, turned a blind eye to it.

This is like a letter. Since then, the countries that were destroyed in the Spring and Autumn Period rose up one after another, and the southern land once again fell into a state of chaos and separatism.

Among them, the most eye-catching thing is the north, which is completely different from the chaos in the south. The land of the Qin State belonging to the old Qin people, the North Land to which Yanbei belongs, and the place where the original Yan State is located, there is no war, and the people are quiet as And the South are two worlds.

Leaving aside the foundation of the Qin Dynasty, the world saw Lord Yanbei's absolute control over the north for the first time. In just half a month, the soldiers of Yanbei, without the emperor's edict, drew the Qinling Mountains and the Huaihe River as the boundary. The line between peace and chaos has been opened.

"Inverted, reversed!" Zhao Gao screamed, and threw the Qin bamboo slips in his hand to the ground. Although "paper" has been promoted in the world, the bamboo slips that are easy to preserve are still the main ones in the court. Shu really wants to turn against the heavens - His Majesty is still there, so he can't make himself emperor!"

The courtier standing below bowed his head, hiding his expression of doubt, timidity, or disdain very well: "Your Majesty once said before his death that if he leaves, no one in this world can suppress Lord Yanbei, "Gan Luo straightened his expression, "Now His Majesty was killed by thieves, and the mad dog that lost its owner is naturally out of control."

Li Si looked sideways at Gan Luo with a gloomy expression.

And Gan Luo looked at Li Si and gave him a gentle smile: "Nowadays the south is rebelling, and it is difficult for General Meng to suppress Baiyue. General Li and the sea thieves need to deal with it. Only General Wang Li can't pacify the south... It's a coincidence that Yanbei-jun is not the primary target we need to deal with now."

"It's not the most important thing," Zhao Gao frowned, "he has a million at least—"

"That's right." Li Si looked away and looked at Zhao Gao. "He is still my Great Qin's general now. Can he really stand by and watch the world that His Majesty has worked so hard for all his life fall apart? Zhao Shilang Don't forget, those barbarians were driven out by Lord Yanbei himself."

A young man standing at the end of Wen Chen raised his head to look at Li Si's back, and then quickly lowered his head.

"It's better to let him pacify the chaos," Mao Jiao followed Li Si's words, "If he really has the heart to rebel, let them both compare their fighting strength. After he pacifies the south, we will discuss how to deal with it. Not too late."

Zhao Gao's expression darkened, his eyes flicked across the silent officials in the court, he looked at Wang Li's silence, and sighed: "How could Gao not know that this is the best way to deal with it, but as long as you think that His Majesty is so trusting He, he failed His Majesty's trust, not only failed to protect His Majesty, but also quietly left the team when His Majesty needed it most and went back to the station privately..."

He concealed what he said later, but everyone knew what Zhao Gao wanted to say later.

"The top priority," Li Si said in silence, "Your Majesty left in a hurry and left no posthumous photos. Now who will inherit the position of emperor and who will be respected by the Great Qin is the most important thing."

How can a country be without a master?

But the oldest eldest son, Fusu, is just a child who has not yet reached the crown, not to mention that His Majesty's youngest child is just learning to speak.

"Your Majesty does not have a son." Whether it is the queen or the later queen, the first place in the harem is always vacant. "If you are an elder, it is natural that the eldest son Fusu." Gan Luo first put forward his own opinion.

"But the eldest son is not the child that His Majesty loves the most," he started here, and after Gan Luo, another person put forward his own opinion, "Your Majesty loves the twelve sons the most, and even sent the twelve sons back to him when he was alive." Take him by your side to deal with government affairs, if you talk about qualifications, it can be seen that the twelve sons are quite popular with the emperor."

Wei Liao glanced at the civil servant who was speaking, "The five sons and sons' mother clan were the former kings of Chu, if the fifth son came to power, he would be able to seal the Xiang clan in a legitimate way, which would be a great help in calming the chaos in the south."

His words were like a key, opening an incredible door. For a while, people in the court had different opinions. The princes under Ying Zheng's knees, you have your reasons, and I have my own way, and they were very noisy for a while.

A young man standing among the generals laughed and calmly blended into the quarrel, but felt it was ridiculous in his heart.Laughing at Zhao Gao, Li Si, and Wei Liao, but more of a sense of reverence for the pen who has passed away.

The one who never supported the crown prince until his death, but he had expected this situation long ago?

As time passed, all kinds of biographies were gradually eliminated, leaving only the eldest son Fusu and the twelfth son Hu Hai as options. At this point, the court once again returned to silence: "Why don't you ask the two princes?"

Seeing that the two factions were in dispute, Zhao Gao proposed an idea: "This is not only a major event about the dynasty, but also closely related to these two princes. Why don't you ask them for their opinions, and you can try to imitate it. See Let's see how talented these two are, and then make a decision?"

This idea seemed extremely fair, and the courtiers naturally had no objection, and all voiced their approval.

Fusu is eight years older than Hu Hai, and compared to Hu Hai who has just started enlightenment, Fusu looks more stable.The two brothers are more like their mothers, so they don't look alike, but because their biological father passed away, both of them are in plain clothes, at first glance they look a bit like brothers.

When they met in front of the hall, Fusu raised his hand to greet his younger brother, and got a proud and smug glance from the young boy, and entered the hall before him.Even though he was treated so coldly, Fusu just followed behind him with a good-natured smile, half a step behind Hu Hai and entered the hall.

Li Si frowned as he looked at Hu Hai, who was striding forward with his head held high.

Zhao Gao was a little more satisfied with Hu Hai's appearance: "I'm calling you here today to inquire about something." He stood beside Li Si and said kindly, "The Twelve Young Masters are going on tour together with His Majesty, and the elder Young Master, you are in charge of supervising the country in Xianyang, Gao asked again in front of all the ministers today—did your Majesty have a secret conversation with you during his lifetime, and after a hundred years, who do you want to entrust this world to?"

Fu Suxian Hu Hai shook his head one step at a time: "How can the juniors interfere with the elders' affairs."

Hu Hai was not far behind: "The emperor said that he would wait for the brothers to grow up. He wanted to test each of us's abilities. This throne and the world are for those who are capable." These words sounded very much like Qin Shihuang's own words, " Winner and loser, he will give each of us an equal chance."

Fu Su couldn't hold back, and glanced at Hu Hai, not hiding the surprise on his brows: "F, the emperor has never said that to Su before." The voiceless consonant of the word, "It's just that since ancient times, my brother Xiao Qiang, unstable power changes and internal struggles are taboos, and now foreign enemies are eyeing us and want to destroy our Great Qin Guozuo——"

"The imperial father didn't tell you, it doesn't mean he didn't." Hu Hai interrupted Fusu, "Is the imperial brother questioning that the younger brother is lying?"

"No." Fu Su shook his head, "It's just that the emperor's father has not been buried yet, the war in the south has not yet subsided, and all the generals in the court have not returned to the court. It is probably inappropriate to discuss the position of the second king at this time."

"A country cannot be without a master for a day." However, the opinion of the court is completely different from that of Fusu. If the throne of the emperor is not established, the voices of the court will not be unified. ah!"

Fusu glanced at the courtier who spoke, and lowered his eyes no longer to refute.

......

When the court was over, the sun had already moved westward from the top of the head, and the companion reading outside saw Fusu, the eldest son who fell behind the courtiers, and followed carefully: "My lord?"

"Well," Fusu was not in high spirits, he looked at the surrounded twelve younger brothers, his voice was very soft, "Did you find out?"

"Yes," the young boy who followed him looked only eight or nine years old, "As you expected, they are Zhao Shilang's retainers. After those people escaped from Xianyang, they did go south. Specifically The whereabouts are still being traced.”

Fusu's hand slipped over the jade belt around his waist.

"It's just my lord, are you really not running away?" The little boy didn't understand very well, "Why didn't you go find the general?" Today, Fusu's stay in Xianyang is difficult. The first emperor left too suddenly, and the civil servants have their own positions. The only one who absolutely surrounded the eldest son Fusu, didn't even have the idea of ​​returning to Xianyang, and went back to Yanbei directly.

"Go to Yanbei?" Fusu raised his head and looked at the sun above his head, "Do you think that the father will not have time to escape that day?"

The little boy looked at Fusu puzzled.

Did Ying Zheng really have no time to escape that day?

Since he dared to go on patrol, he had made all the preparations, not to mention the remnants of the Six Kingdoms mobilizing to attack him, even if there were traitors inside, he was absolutely confident that he would be able to suppress them—Jun Yanbei was just a It's just a symbol, the power in this world has always belonged to only one person.

But why is he still dead?

Why was it only a cold corpse that returned to Xianyang?

Why did Mr. Yanbei go straight to the place where the northern and southern fronts saw each other without instructions?

When he was young, he sat on the lap of his father and the king, and the first idiom he learned was "everyone performs his duties".

And the answer is exactly that, and that's all.