Emperor Qin

The news of King Qin's assassination quickly spread throughout the world, inspiring the faint hope in the hearts of those who destroyed the country.

Unfortunately, no one has claimed responsibility for the incident.

As for the severity of King Qin's injury, it was top secret and only a few people very close to him knew.

On the way back to Xianyang, Qin Wangyi stretched out his hands to eat and opened his mouth. He leaned on the couch all day long and read books. He pulled A Jiang to his side to lean on when he had nothing to do. Under such comfort, his mood gradually calmed down.

It’s been hot recently, and he’s lost his appetite. Ah Jiang also cooks for himself, making all kinds of delicious snacks and side dishes. If the troublemaker wants to harm him, he is already a complete winner in life.

Because it was inconvenient to carry a pen, King Qin dictated more, and Yan Jiang helped him write.

It's just that Yan Jiang's handwriting is really not good-looking. When King Qin couldn't bear to read it several times, he held up the brush and folded his hands to teach him how to write seal script well.

Yan Jiang's reply to this was to call Meng Yi in to write for him.

Commander Meng, who was affected by the disaster, maintained perfect etiquette and a smile, and cleverly showed the military stick on his shoulder, saying that he was a useless person, unable to help the king to relieve his worries, and asked the king to spare his life.

Since Prince Qin's injury cannot be reported to the outside world, Yan Jiang can only continue to serve as his secretary and life assistant.

This is how life can go on.

King Qin was very satisfied, and news from all directions quickly gathered in his hands. When Yang Duanhe went to Yingcheng to arrest Lord Changping, he found that the building had already been empty. Return, whereabouts are unknown.

However, Li Xin and Meng Tian have already captured Pingyu and Shicheng, the important towns of the Chu State. Both cities surrendered in one battle, and there was not much resistance. The central land of Huaibei, if you seize it, you can take the most important Huaibei land in the entire Chu State, cut off the transfer of the opponent's food and grass, and force the main force of the Chu army to fight.

King Qin felt that this plan was very correct. Huaibei was flat, and the Chu army had no danger to defend it. If Huaibei was taken, Chudu Shouchun would be a lonely city, which could be easily captured.

And the news of Xianyang did not come into his hands soon.

Deducting the turbulent undercurrents, the most important one is "The Empress Dowager Huayang gets sicker".

He slowly put down the memorial, lost in thought.

The Empress Dowager Huayang's illness has been on and off for several days. After the imperial doctor ordered her to see it, she only said that she was old and had no choice but to prescribe some decoction to keep her healthy.

She is over seventy years old, and in this world, she is considered to have a long life.

So, is this going to admit defeat?

Qin Wangzheng recalled the grandmother's scheming, and felt that this was not the case.

She has survived four dynasties and three kings in the Qin State, and participated in the abolition of the Qin King twice. Not to mention, when her father succeeded to the throne, it was her full support that made her ascend to the throne among many princes.

There must be a follow-up.

Qin Wang stared at the secret report, what he wanted to know more was, how do some people choose?

Qin Wangzheng left Xianyang in June 14, and is expected to return to Xianyang in September 14.

However, the news of King Qin's assassination caused panic, and because none of the memorials sent was written by King Qin himself, all kinds of gossip spread all over the sky. Some said that the king must be in a coma, some said that the king must be dead, and others He said that his relatives saw the soldiers sending salted fish on board, and thought it was too hot in summer, so they wanted salted fish to cover the taste?

Of course, these news reached Fusu's ears.

Zhang Han told all the rumors that spread in Xianyang, and then said in a low voice, "My lord, what should I do?"

The slender young man on the opposite side stroked the two big tigers, and said calmly: "Father is fine."

Zhang Han frowned slightly, looking puzzled.

But Fusu didn't explain to him, although the words were not written by the father, but they were written by the master, and the person in this world who can make the master write like a ghostwriter should be regarded as the father.

Furthermore, there must be someone fueling the rumors. Just from this point, you know that the father is fine, otherwise why use this message to disturb people's panic?Just help him to the throne.

"Where is the father's boat?" Fusu looked up at him.

"We've arrived in Zhengcheng, and we'll be there in three days." Zhang Han said seriously.

Fusu nodded: "Continue to inquire, and report to me at any time."

Zhang Han nodded and exited.

Only then did Fusu let go, he was holding the water bowl tightly just now, his fingertips turned white, almost numb.

His mother has always been a temperament that can't hide things. This month, she was fidgeting and fidgeting. Fu Su only thought that she was worried about the attack on Chu, and comforted her father all day long. His mother was even more afraid. At that time, he felt something was wrong.

And after the news of the assassination of the father a few days ago, the mother couldn't sleep all night, and her eyes were a little piercing.

In this way, no matter how stupid he is, Fusu also knows that this must have something to do with his mother and grandmother.

At that time, he was so angry that he almost pulled Bald Huaer's hair. For this reason, he hated his grandmother very much, not to mention that his father's unified hegemony should not be hindered. How could his grandmother not know what kind of temperament his mother is?

How could her little ability be able to suppress the wolves, tigers and leopards in the court?

Furthermore, what is the reason for how wise and powerful the father is?

Could it be the peace of the Seven Kingdoms?

But they only have the status of the motherland in their hearts, how can the country's hegemony be destroyed by women's hands?

What to do next, it must be to help an obedient son to the throne, the queen mother will take charge of the government, and continue the state of Chu for another 20 years.

He took a deep breath, got up and went to find his grandmother.

The queen mother was really seriously ill, but she looked at him while lying on the bed, but her eyes were still kind.

"Fusu, you are here..." The Queen Mother waved lightly, "Come here, let me see."

Fusu walked obediently and obediently to the Queen Mother, knelt down in front of the couch, held her grandmother's hand, with tears in her eyes: "Great-grandmother~"

"Good boy," the Empress Dowager Huayang stared at Fusu's delicate face, "You look really good, like my surname Mi."

Fu Su nodded heavily, and said softly, "Is great-grandmother feeling better today?"

"I'm afraid it's only a few days away," the Empress Dowager Huayang sighed, "I can see you for a few more days."

"You will definitely get better." Fusu choked up.

The Empress Dowager Huayang smiled without saying a word.

Doesn't she understand her situation? If she doesn't die, how can Zheng'er's vigilance be dispelled.

How about a second chance?

Fusu lowered his eyes and sobbed a little, the grandmother had few days left to live, but his mother was still young, how could he and his grandmother be in danger for the land of Chu.

"Great-grandmother," Fusu said in a low voice, "you will be fine, and you will live a long life just like your father."

The Empress Dowager Huayang's eyebrows were dark: "My good boy, have you heard something?"

"Father was assassinated, assassinated in the army." Fusu's eyes were full of worry, "Will the city be very dangerous? Second and third brothers and sister, will they also encounter assassins?"

The Empress Dowager Huayang smiled softly: "Fu Su has grown up, are you still worried about younger siblings?"

Fusu nodded: "Of course, Mencius said: Kissing is benevolent to the people, benevolent to the people is to love things, and the love of relatives comes first?"

The Empress Dowager Huayang smiled. Lord Changping has taught this child to be loyal and benevolent all these years. If he succeeds to the throne, the world will be at peace——she was a little disappointed. Back then, when the clans of Chu Kingdom entered Qin Dynasty, they were chosen by the Lord. It is to let Chu State have some peace.

So she first chose a foreigner with a shallow foundation to succeed her; later she chose Zhenger instead of Chengyu, also because Zhenger's foundation was not as good as Chengyu.

Now Fusu is kind-hearted and takes Confucianism as his teacher. With him around, he can rest assured.

"It's just, grandma," Fusu whispered, "Gaodi's mother wants to go to the ancestral temple to pray for the blessings of the father all day long, and Fusu also wants to pray for the father and great-grandmother, is that okay?"

The Empress Dowager Huayang looked at him deeply: "This is as it should be, but Wang Jia will return in a few days. As the eldest son of the king, you are not allowed to leave the palace. They can go on their own."

"Okay!" Fusu nodded, talked to her for a while, and then reluctantly left.

Seeing Fusu going out, the Empress Dowager Huayang said softly: "Fusu reminded me, take the other princes and princesses out of Xianyang, hide in the village, and return to the court after the big event."

"If things fail..." She paused, but she didn't continue. She has done her best for the family, and the rest, let's let it go.

If Chu Ji can't do it, these few people are her life-saving talismans.

Someone in the shadows retreated silently.

……

As soon as Fusu left the palace, he immediately went to his second brother's place.

When the seven-year-old brother saw him coming, he showed his leaky front teeth and smiled fondly.

"Agao," Fusu walked over with a smile, "I have already told Mistress Zeng that she is willing to let your mother go to the ancestral temple."

Young Master Gao nodded, these days, he was also very restless.

"By the way, this." Fusu took out a thin candle, "This is the fetish I asked for from my husband. Praying for blessings and offering sacrifices is the most effective. I can't go this time, so you can light it for me."

"Okay." Is it actually the treasure of the Immortal Yan Zi?

Young Master Gao took the thin candle and looked at it again and again.

"By the way, remember to light it outside the room at Zishi, it's not allowed too early or too late, do you understand?" Fusu said seriously.

"Okay, I'll listen to brother." Young Master Gao nodded vigorously.

"Then I'm at ease! I still have something to do, you take care of your mother and sister." Fusu turned and left.

"Naturally." Young Master Gao brows worried again, "Father will be fine, right?"

"Of course!" Fusu poked his brow, "Don't think about it, just wait for the father to come back."

"Ah."

……

Fusu went out again, and explained this to his third brother. The youngest among them is seven years old, and most of them can understand things.

After doing these things, he wrote a letter and sat quietly in the room, waiting for Zhang Han to arrive.

Zhang Han brought new news, still all kinds of unreliable rumors, even rumors that the King of Qin had actually ascended to immortality with Yan Zi, Fu Su shook his head when he heard this, and handed the letter to Zhang Han with a heavy heart, so that He quickly forwarded the letter to Wei Liao.

Wei Liao is both a national lieutenant and father's most valued confidant, of course it's no problem to entrust this letter to him.

As long as there is light and the time is certain, the bad bird of Mr.'s family will come in handy. Although that bird always hurts Huahua, he has to admit that the bird has some brains and is quite useful.

In this way, the safety of the younger brothers is guaranteed, and they can stay away from this critical place.

The next step is to wait for the Queen Mother to die, and to persuade the mother.

He got up suddenly, ready to go to his mother to find out the news.

So the next day, two news came at the same time. Qin Wang took a blank piece of paper, handed it to Yan Jiang in displeasure, and said coldly: "Here, your good student."

Yan Jiang smiled slightly, took the white paper and lightly moxibusted it on the candlelight.

Soon, the handwriting appeared on the paper: Zi Shihuo, Niao Xun, Wang Heir.

"This kid is very sensible." Yan Jiang looked at the paper and chuckled, as if he saw Fusu's full desire to survive.

"Very stupid." King Qin snorted lightly.

With this in mind, he clearly has an easier way to protect himself.

"Not bad, after all, he is only ten years old," Yan Jiang slightly hooked his lips, "Can you get up for the empress dowager's funeral?"

At the Empress Dowager's funeral, the King of Qin had to show up no matter what, otherwise he would be condemned by the people of the world for being unfilial and unscrupulous, and the tomb of the Empress Dowager Huayang had been prepared for more than ten years, so it was inevitable that it would not be so easy to go.

King Qin stretched out his hand, asking A Jiang to help him up.

Yan Jiang twitched the corners of his lips, stretched out his hands, and pulled him up.

Then he frowned slightly: "Your Majesty, your belt is getting tighter."

Gained at least three catties!

Speaking of this, the big fat man in the history book suddenly flashed in his mind, his heart tightened, and his gaze fell habitually on Huahua.

Even the birds can be reduced, but there is no reason why people can’t, right?