I am subjugated again [Quick Transmigration]

On Bingyin Day in July 210 BC, Qin Shihuang, who was hailed as "one emperor through the ages" by the thinker Li Zhi of the Ming Dynasty, died in the Dune Palace at the age of 50.We will always cherish the memory of this great statesman, and forever remember the great contributions made by the First Emperor to Chinese history, such as burning books to bury Confucianism, burning books to bury Confucianism, and burning books to bury Confucianism.

Bi Xia silently read a eulogy in his heart for Qin Shihuang who was lying in the coffin on the car outside. In fact, there are different opinions about the burning of books and Confucian scholars in later generations. In fact, it is not certain whether there is such a thing. Come here to play a joke, in order to understand his current worries!

As a high-achieving student majoring in history, Bi Xia didn't feel that there was any shame in not being able to understand Xiaozhuan. He held the bamboo slips and pretended to read them one by one. Although he knew the general meaning, he still thought about it. It is naturally better to be able to recognize more words and sentences.

At the same time, he also began to recall the records about this period in the history books.

According to historical records, this was Qin Shihuang's fifth east tour, and he died of illness on the way back to Xianyang.The First Emperor is a man who is taboo to die, but if his death is imminent, he can't let him.Before he died, he wrote a will, ordering his eldest son Fusu and General Meng Tian to go back to Xianyang to prepare for his funeral and inherit the throne by the way.

——Of course, although this incident has been recorded in history, Bixia always remembers that what he travels through is not a serious history, so he has to confirm that the plot is not developing as he knows.

After he roughly confirmed that the bamboo slips were indeed the routine, he immediately put the bamboo slips away silently, carried them behind his back, and said softly, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

Zhao Gao was born as a eunuch, so his face is white and his voice is thin.He lowered his head at this time, and his voice was also deliberately lowered, "Young master, haven't you understood?"

Bi Xia answered implicitly, "I really don't know what the teacher means."

"My lord, Your Majesty has passed away now, and only this seal is left for you to Fusu, and there is no other edict. My lord, did you really prepare for this situation?" Zhao Gao raised his voice slightly. , it is not difficult to hear the suppressed ambition in it.

"Fusu is originally the elder brother, so it's natural to inherit the throne, isn't it?" Bi Xia's hand holding the bamboo slips tightened even more.

Zhao Gao, who had always bowed his head, chuckled lightly at this time, and slowly raised his head, "My lord, now that the imperial edict is in your hands, how can it be taken for granted that the eldest son inherits the throne? The person who should be the new emperor should be Who, young master, really don't think about it?"

Bi Xia met Zhao Gao's eyes, and the * from the bottom of those eyes was as hot as a flame.He couldn't help taking half a step back, thinking about it, his tone weakened, "Teacher...I..."

Zhao Gao pressed on step by step, "My lord, my lord Fusu sits on the throne, and sits on the throne with you, does it feel the same?"

Bi Xia suddenly slapped his palm on the table with a "slap", preventing Zhao Gao from approaching.He lowered his head, his tone became unstable, "Old, teacher, what should I do..."

Finally a satisfied smile slowly appeared on Zhao Gao's face, he took back his approaching steps, leaned down again, and his posture was very respectful, "My lord, you just need to wait for the good news, the minister and the prime minister will do it for you." Young master, seek to win the world."

Bi Xia kept his head down all the time, pressed the scroll of bamboo slips tightly with one hand, and waved the other hand towards Zhao Gao, indicating that he could leave.

Zhao Gao raised his head and glanced at the bamboo slips that Bi Xia held under his hands, the unknown look flashed across his eyes, and then he bowed his waist, stepped back and left Bi Xia's room, and when he left, he took the room with him very intimately. Door.

Bi Xia slowly raised his head when the sound in his ear finally completely disappeared, looking at the bamboo slips in his hand with a complicated expression.

According to the development of the official history plot, Zhao Gao should then persuade the prime minister Li Si, and then the two conspired to forge the imperial decree, directly sent Fusu and Meng Tian to death, and then supported himself as the second emperor of Qin.Bi Xia looked at the bamboo slips in his hand, and his face became resolute.

Can't let Fusu die!After Xia Jie's role-playing, Bi Xia still has a good understanding of his own political talents. Let him be the emperor to save a great dynasty that has been tossed by Qin Shihuang for many years and has countless internal and external troubles. It is far bigger than defeating a few tribes in the Xia Dynasty!

But Fusu is different. He was originally trained according to the standards of the heir to the throne of the Great Qin Empire. Although in Bi Xia's opinion, this elder brother who obediently committed suicide as soon as he received the death order was a bit foolish and loyal. But the first emperor is dead, and he is not afraid of whom Fusu will be foolishly loyal to after he becomes emperor.

Moreover, Fusu has a good relationship with the Meng family brothers, the army is king in hand!

He decided to rescue Fusu. Anyway, the mission requirement was to save the country. He felt that the probability of Daqin's perishing after Fusu became emperor was definitely much lower than himself.

First of all, Zhao Gao should go and persuade Li Si now.Li Si is also well-known in history. After the unification of the Qin Dynasty, this person participated in the formulation of the laws of the Qin Dynasty and helped Qin Shihuang unify the system of carriage tracks, writing, and weights and measures.

It's a pity that once he made a mistake, he hooked up with Zhao Gao and helped Qin Ershi to the throne, but was framed by Zhao Gao and ended up beheading the barbarians.

Bi Xia sighed verbally, "hehe" smiled, and decided to save this celebrity, so as not to damage his reputation in his lifetime.

He tore off a piece of cloth from the side of the bed, and wrapped the authentic imperial decree that he had just buckled up carefully.It's just a pity that the bamboo slips are too big to carry around. He looked around, hid the bamboo slips under the cabinet, and then tiptoed out the door.

It was too inconvenient not to have the memory of the original body, he had no idea which subordinates were loyal to him.I really don't know if there is any feedback on the mission system of that app. He is about to apply for adding the function of reading the memory of the original body.

Thinking of this, his forehead lightened slightly, but the light went out again in an instant.

As soon as he left the room, the attendants all knelt down in unison, "What are your orders, Young Master?"

Bi Xia was thinking about how to claim to be in line with his status, but he couldn't figure it out. He simply said, "It's nothing." After a pause, "Where is the prime minister's room?"

The attendant lowered his head, "Your subordinate will lead the way for you, my lord please." He got up slowly, still keeping the bent posture to lead Bi Xia.Looking at the attendant's posture, Bixia inexplicably remembered those attendants in the Xia Dynasty, and they were definitely not as "dedicated" as the current one.

Sure enough, the feudal dynasty is a melting pot for training people!

Following the attendants all the way to a room not far away, Bi Xia asked the attendants to go back, while he turned sideways and got into the crack of the room facing the balcony.

Although there are guards everywhere, his whereabouts are completely hidden, but this kind of sneaky thing always feels that it has to be done in such a sneaky way, so that it is in line with the style!Bi Xia thought about it seriously, then imitated the classic plot on TV, licked his fingers, and secretly poked a hole in the prime minister's window paper.

——Then Bi Xia realized that the angle he had chosen seemed to be a bit wrong. The view from here was completely blocked!

He was about to retreat and change places, when suddenly a voice sounded very familiar to him inside the room.

"so what?"

Bishop paused.

The conversation in the room continued, and the next thing that came out was Zhao Gao's voice. "Prime Minister, I, Zhao Gaoyou Daye, invited you to conspire with me. I am doing you a favor. You can speak in a more serious tone!"

This volume—it seems that this guy feels that this place is basically under his control, but he dares not restrain himself when talking about the big event of treason.

The familiar voice sounded again, "I can only say that we are not conspiring with each other. Colleague Zhao, it's late at night, please go back and rest as soon as possible."

"You—" Zhao Gao's voice was a little out of breath, and after a few seconds of silence, a door slammed into Bi Xia's ears.

He couldn't help but rubbed his ears, thinking that the two of them had a falling out?How could Li Si disagree with the conspiracy?He hasn't even played yet, yet he instigated Li Si again!

Bi Xia withdrew his eyes from the window hole, and just sighed softly, the window in front of him suddenly opened, and a face he was very familiar with appeared in front of him.

Bi Xia: ...he didn't have a dream, did he?