Chaotic Qin

"What did you say?" Qin Zichu and Ying Zheng stood up involuntarily when they heard the news.

The servant knelt on the ground shivering, buried his head between his arms, and repeated in a low voice: "The lord is dead. The queen and Mrs. Huayang have sent news to ask Zi Chu to bring the young master back to the palace as soon as possible."

"I see. He, go and inform Yingji to follow me back to Xianyang Palace immediately. Qiao, go and tell Ganzi to be in charge of appeasing the guests in the other halls of the Yin Palace, and he can make decisions for me no matter what happens. You After I have packed my things, I will follow the army back to the palace—don't worry."

Qin Zichu quickly explained these things clearly, and immediately dragged Ying Zheng to change into plain clothes, and hurried to Xianyang Palace.

The king of Qin gave Qin Zichu 500 soldiers to protect him, and [-] of them were selected by Yingzheng, and they were thoroughly trained as cavalry with strong combat effectiveness to accompany them; the remaining [-] infantry were all left to guard the palace.

At this time, only entry and no exit are allowed in the Yan Palace, in order to prevent spies from other countries from fleeing with news among the diners.

Under the careful care of Mrs. Huayang, Prince Zhu's serious illness has not improved for more than two years.

Qin Zichu is very sure that King Qin's death is currently completely controlled within a very small range.

Once this matter is announced to the world, it will definitely cause great shock.

He must rush back to Xianyang Palace before the news is known to the world!

Qin Zichu is not good at equestrian skills.

He hadn't galloped on a horse in these years, and he didn't expect that the first time he galloped on the official road was to attend the funeral of King Qin.

Maybe it was because he had things in his heart, but this time he ran surprisingly smoothly on the way back. Before the morning light filled the ground, Qin Zichu was already standing in the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

"Zi Chu, you're back." The queen seldom showed up when King Qin was in charge of the overall situation, and the queen knelt beside the dead body of King Qin.

She personally changed the clothes for King Qin, with a solemn and sad expression.

Qin Zichu knelt down directly, first kowtowed three times to King Qin's body, then got up and went to the queen to kneel down again.

Qin Zichu's eyes remained fixed on King Qin's peaceful but stiff corpse, and a layer of pain couldn't be restrained in his heart.

The deceased old man had carefully guided him on how to deal with state affairs, and assured him that great power was in his hands. At this time, King Qin's body was lying here coldly, no longer breathing.

It was the first time for Qin Zichu to feel the terrifying power of death at such a close distance. This kind of impact was far from comparable to that when Lu Buwei died in his hands.

Qin Zichu couldn't help stretching out his hand towards King Qin's body, but the queen suppressed his movement.

She said very calmly: "Zi Chu, your father is useless, and you will preside over the funeral of the king."

Qin Zichu looked at the queen with disbelief in his eyes.

Although the queen looked sad, she was sad but not hurt, and her emotions were very restrained.

Facing Qin Zichu's eyes, the queen showed empty and penetrating eyes.

She said softly: "The lord is already very old. He has been able to enjoy the blessings for so many years. He has no regrets. Don't be too sad and hurt your body. The prince is my own son, and so is his brother. The prince is like this now , I have a great responsibility. I don't want to see my own brother kill each other, and I deliberately raised him to be soft and mediocre, but I didn't expect his brother to die in his prime, and let the incompetent him ascend to the crown prince - fortunately, the country The lord lived a long life so there was no trouble. Now without the support of the lord, it's time for our mother and son to leave."

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Qin Zichu's forehead immediately.

He knew in his heart that the Queen's words meant that Mrs. Huayang had deliberately delayed the prince's condition from getting better all these years.

Moreover, she doesn't intend to pursue it anymore.

How can this be reasonable? !

The queen reached out and patted Qin Zichu's head, and said calmly, "I'm not saying this to scare you, but to tell the truth. I've lived with the lord for fifty years, and I've lived enough. Knowing a son is like a mother, Zhu'er is not a king." He has the ability to be a leader, and he doesn't have the heart to be a leader. It is his blessing and Qin's blessing that he can leave earlier, and he will not let me face the ancestors of the Ying family in the underground."

Qin Zichu couldn't believe what the queen said!

But compared to these, what was even worse was that there was a sudden muffled sound outside the door, and the sound of people falling to the ground because they could not stand still reached the ears of Qin Zichu and the queen at the same time.

The queen paused, and called out in a low voice, "Zhu'er."

Sure enough, within a quarter of an hour, two servants with great difficulty supported the bloated and fat Prince Zhu and walked in out of breath.

Prince Zhu's forehead was covered with sweat, and there was a sickly red layer on his cheekbones.

His eyes were bloodshot, his expression was crazy, and he looked like a madman.

"Queen, what are you talking about? I have been the crown prince for nearly 30 years, don't you always expect me to die with the lord?!" Prince Zhu suddenly broke free from the support of the servant, jumped to the queen's side, He tugged at her skirt and pulled it.

The queen turned cold and said lightly, "Zhu'er, stop!"

Prince Zhu immediately withdrew his hand, but he immediately realized that he flinched just now, and his expression became more painful and crazy, and he said loudly: "You all expect me to die! You all expect me to die! I will be enthroned soon, come At that time, I must show you who can..."

"Zhu'er, stop making trouble." The queen said in a calm tone.

She got up to reveal King Qin's body, pointed there, looked directly at Prince Zhu, and said seriously, "Do you dare to tell the body of the king that you have the talent and bearing to be a king? Do you dare to promise your father that you can do it?" Will the expansion of the territory continue the glory of the Great Qin?"

Prince Zhu's face was pale by the queen's words, and the sweat on his forehead flowed more happily.

He suddenly stood up thumpingly, and said to the servant: "Help me to the toilet quickly."

It was really impolite to say that one had to go to the bathroom in front of the late king's corpse. The two servants were so frightened by what Prince Zhu said that they fell to their knees and shivered, and none of them rushed forward to help them.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Prince Zhu walked back panting and exhausted, knowing exactly where he could go to the toilet.

Seeing Prince Zhu's current appearance, the queen frowned deeply.

She turned to the two servants and said, "Did the prince go to the toilet before he came?"

A servant who seemed smarter hurriedly explained Prince Zhu's daily routine clearly: "Mrs. Huayang said that the prince used medicine to hurt his body, so he is not allowed to have sex with women. The prince spends all day in The East Palace has nothing to do, so I can only eat more meals to pass the time, I have eaten and drank three times since I got up today, and went to the toilet seven times."

The queen's face grew paler.

She twitched the corners of her mouth bitterly, and said to the two servants: "Okay, you can help the prince back to the East Palace."

After listening to the servant's words, Qin Zichu also understood the reason why the queen's expression changed drastically.

Eating a lot, drinking a lot, and urinating a lot, Prince Zhu clearly developed diabetes.

And watching Prince Zhu appear dizzy after walking around a few times, maybe he still has serious high blood pressure.

After Prince Zhu left, the queen and Qin Zichu suddenly had nothing to say.

She waved her hand wearily, and said softly: "Go and take charge of the overall situation, I, an old woman, want to be alone with the king for a while."

"Yes." Qin Zichu kowtowed to King Qin's corpse again, got up and walked out of the hall.

Qin Zichu immediately entertained Fan Sui, who was still holding the post of Prime Minister, in his courtyard.

Fan Sui was obviously also one of the insiders of King Qin's death, and he looked a lot older overnight.

Fan Sui said softly: "There are always rules to follow for the funeral of the king. Seeing the son's return, the old minister will feel relieved."

Qin Zichu nodded: "Zichu is ignorant and doesn't understand what's going on, please ask Fan Sui Xiangguo to explain it to me."

"Send envoys to inform the other five kingdoms that they will have a mission to express their condolences in a few days. At the same time, they will step up border defenses to prevent people from taking advantage of troubled waters and trying to disturb the hearts of our people in Great Qin." Fan Sui said calmly.

He looked at Qin Zichu, with a flash of relief in his eyes, and said gently: "Before the lord passed away, he told me that although the young master does not have the talent to calm the world, he has the ability to calm the hearts of the people and gather talents. Please don't worry, old minister." I will definitely support you to overcome the difficulties in front of you."

Qin Zichu kowtowed to Fan Sui: "Thank you Xiangguo for your help. Just now Xiangguo mentioned that there might be riots on the border, so Zichu wanted to simply send out famous domestic generals to the border to frighten other countries. Although the country cannot be said to be full of grain, it is not a problem to support the three-year war."

Fan Sui nodded in agreement with Qin Zichu's idea.

Afterwards, he said: "Young Master, if you can be as calm as you are now, I, Daqin, will have nothing to worry about. The other five kingdoms, when it's time to destroy the country, no one has such vision and insight."

Qin Zichu's proposal was supported by Fan Sui, who has rich political experience, and he immediately issued orders to civil servants and military officials.

Civil servants and generals, who were extremely depressed because of the Qin State's recuperation policy in recent years, immediately became happy—they finally had a chance to display their talents!

Prince Zhu still wanted to insist on his unshakable position, but no one gave him this chance.

Until King Qin's funeral was completely over, he only showed up among the courtiers.

Everyone knows that the prince who went to the toilet six times at the funeral will die soon, and the one who can really lead Qin to another peak is Prince Chu, the grandson of King Qin who stands aside with a reserved and mournful expression.

Half a month later, the queen passed away peacefully in her sleep, and Qin Zichu once again presided over the funeral.

Golden autumn October, enthronement ceremony.

Prince Zhu appeared in front of him in high spirits, bringing Mrs. Huayang who had refused to see him for a long time.

He looked proudly at the kneeling subjects at his feet, and Qin Zichu who had completely bowed his head, and said in his heart: "Finally, it's the widow's turn to take care of you bunch of people who are acting on the wind!"

But just three days later, without Mrs. Huayang doing anything, fortunately, the new king of Qin, a beautiful woman, passed away.

"The lord is dead." The servant said these words to Qin Zichu cautiously.

Qin Zichu nodded, tidied up the plain clothes he always wore, and walked into the main hall of Xianyang Palace.

Ying Zheng had already been waiting for him here.

Seeing Qin Zichu appear, Ying Zheng stretched out his hand to him, Qin Zichu held Ying Zheng's hand silently.

"Our time has come." Ying Zheng's expression showed a little joy, and more of it was the determination to control the world in his hands.