As a person with martial arts, no matter how taboo Yingzheng is about birth, old age, sickness and death, when he feels that his heartbeat is becoming more and more presumptuous, he already understands that there is a pass waiting for him in front of him, and he is likely to not be able to pass.

At this time, all the fame and wealth have become foreign things, and what he regrets the most is that he did not bring Fusu with him when he returned to Xianyang this time, and some words cannot be explained in person.

Who would have thought that he had survived the heaviest and most dangerous winter of yin qi, but he couldn't afford to get sick when the weather was getting warmer, and he wanted his eldest son to learn military law for a while longer, it seems that there is no such opportunity......

"There is Fusu in the mountains, and there is Hehua in the Xi. I don't see the son, but I see madness and ......"

Listening to the poems recited by the emperor when he was asleep, Zhao Gao's heart was shocked, he knew that the position in the heart of the Son of Heaven had been decided, and it was definitely not something that he could change by bewitching Hu Hai, not to mention that the young prince did not have that kind of ambition at all.

What to do? Meng Yi has always wanted to kill himself, and Meng Tian is also loyal to Great Qin, if he wants to complete that big thing, these two people will never agree......

In the blink of an eye, the ancestral dragon that used to swallow rivers and mountains was dying on the collapse, as if it was an opportunity?

With Luan's light sway, Zhao Gao approached Yingzheng step by step and cautiously, listened attentively for a while, there was no abnormal sound outside, and the emperor did not notice it, taking a deep breath, he felt that his blood was a little out of control, even the galloping horse was not as fast as his heartbeat, and his whole body was even more trembling.

Lion's mouth, eagle nose and big beard, this face has been seen by himself for more than 30 years, and he has served for more than 30 years, from the hidden palace to the ministers, and now he has followed the Son of Heaven every step of the way, Zhao Gao once practiced calligraphy in the cold winter month despite the freezing of his hands, and also recited the law in the sweaty dog days against mosquitoes and flies......

Now, a glimmer of opportunity was finally in front of him, and he found that his trembling body was not due to excitement, but to fear!

Even if he stretched out his hand to probe the snort of the Son of Heaven, he couldn't do it......

Obviously, he didn't feel abnormal at all when he stood behind Zu Long and shook his fan and ended the water, how could he become like this now?

Holding his right wrist with his left hand, Zhao Gao leaned forward with difficulty, and he comforted himself in his heart: Look, that face is no longer what it used to be, his face is gray, his eyes are deep, his beard has become gray, and he can't hold a sword for a long time......

"What are you doing?"

The sudden sound frightened Zhao Gao to kneel on the spot, glanced up, and found that the Son of Heaven had woken up at some point, his hands folded and silent for a moment, he replied in a trembling voice: "Return... Back to Your Majesty, the slave and maid saw that you were sweating a lot and wanted to wipe it for you. ”

Maybe it was because he had just woken up in a trance, Ying Zheng didn't notice that there was anything wrong with the people around him, and sniffed his body through his clothes, the emperor's face suddenly changed greatly, and it was strange that he was so secretive about it, and he didn't allow Zhao Gao to come forward to serve again: "I'm fine, you go down...... No, you come back. ”

Zhao Gao knelt on the spot and was at a loss, his mind hadn't figured out whether to go down or wait here, he had already answered "yes" quickly, and even he didn't know which one he promised.

"Come and draw up an edict, I said that you wrote it, and when you finish it, cover it with a jade seal, and there must be no mistakes......

"Yes......"

"Order: Feng Chang Bu Xiao Taibu, all doctors will make a "Fairy True Poem" within three days, and the whole country will sing it together."

This kind of thing has not happened before, I remember that the emperor had a holy decree to make the same move in the year when the jade seal came back, in order to gather the people's will to resist the will of heaven, Zhao Gaoyun's pen was like flying, and soon this order fell on the silk book.

"Are you done?"

"It's written, Your Majesty."

"With a seal."

As a talisman order, Zhao Gao took out the jade seal kept by him, dipped it in some cinnabar, and firmly covered it on the lower left side of the silk book, and pressed it evenly several times before taking it back.

Ying Zheng didn't look at a holy decree, and continued to say: "There is also an edict: the eldest son Fusu will return to Xianyang immediately and preside over my posthumous affairs......"

"Boom-"

One was stunned, the other was dumbfounded, and after three breaths, Zhao Gao understood what he had heard, and hurriedly knelt down loyally: "Your Majesty, don't say such an unlucky thing, you are in the prime of spring and autumn, how can there be... What's ...... Your Majesty, no! ”

Ying Zheng let out a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said back to the collapse: "You can do what you want, what are you going to do!" ”

Zhao Gao suddenly found something, and continued to convince him: "Your Majesty, please see, you didn't cough today, and the slightest illness did not damage the Holy Body, or ...... Maybe you'll be cured in a while......"

Ying Zheng didn't seem to hear it, and his brows twisted: "Write!" ”

This time, Zhao Gao didn't dare to persuade again, so he lay on the desk and wrote carefully one stroke at a time, and blew the ink: "Your Majesty, it's written, do you want to look at it?" ”

Ying Zheng grabbed the words and pondered them carefully, and after reading them, he nodded with satisfaction: "Use the seal, send it out quickly!" ”

Zhao Gao's eyebrows were pleasing to the eye: "Yes." ”

A master and a servant, after saying this, he didn't say a word after all, Ying Zheng lay back on the couch and listened to his heartbeat and counted the time, and Zhao Gao, out of Luan, went to find the tiger ranger.

Halfway through, the more he thought about it, the more hesitant he became, what had just happened had been circling in front of him, and a few steps further, tomorrow's monarch would be the eldest son Fusu, was he ready to greet him?

If he was Fusu, would he accept a Zhao Gao to vote? Perhaps, but a Fusu who relied on Montessori, or a more saintly Montessori, would never give him a good life.

Who can forget the revenge of killing only a little bit? Meng Yi still didn't say hello when he passed by yesterday!

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao turned around and went to deliver the holy decree to the doctors first, and along the way, his thoughts could not be stopped, until he thought of a small detail, and there was a trace of realization in his heart.

The emperor didn't read the previous holy decree, and the latter had to be scrutinized word by word, which not only showed that he couldn't believe in himself, but was the gap between the previous and the latter a trap? What would have happened if I hadn't held back at the time?

The more he thought about it, the more Zhao Gao's cold sweat broke out, and before he knew it, he found that he had gone to the wrong place and arrived at the Imperial Doctor's Office.

"CRRC Ling, why are you here? But is Your Majesty sick with the Eucharist? ”

"Huh? No, no, the slave is in the wrong place......"

As a royal physician, these people are very familiar with ministers like Zhao Gao, after all, the head of the imperial doctor often falls off, in order to do this errand well, it is very important to take care of the people around the emperor, and at the critical time, a word, know some symptoms in advance, these can save your life according to the holy will.

"Don't be in a hurry to go, when the yang qi rises in the spring, it is more appropriate to let the old man take your pulse and open a cup of gunpowder."

Zhao Gao wiped the sweat on his forehead: "What's wrong with the slave maid, the imperial doctor laughed." ”

It seems that the Taiyi Cheng is also a familiar person, so he opened his mouth and said: "You also said that you are not sick, why do you sweat so much if you are not sick?" It's not very hot yet.

CRRC Order, we doctors have a saying that sweat is like oil, sweating when there is nothing to do, which is not a good thing! ”

Zhao Gao's eyes lit up: "Sweat like oil?" What does this mean? ”

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In fact, after Zhao Gao left, Yingzheng did not continue to rest, wring out the silk handkerchief and wiping his body, I don't know how long this kind of thing has not been done, but he doesn't want anyone to know his current situation, so he can only do it himself.

Wiping off layers of sticky sweat, Ying Zheng knew that this was the vitality that was draining rapidly, and there were bursts of falling in his abdomen, and he also knew that even if he squatted down, he would not be complimentary, because of that feeling, Dantian couldn't lift that breath anymore......

Panting and wiping sweat, but sweating more, this kind of despair is beyond measure, Ying Zheng sighed deeply and knew that he should not leave Shangjun and should not leave Jiuyuan County.

But at this point, the eldest son who has been supported by Montessori shouldn't make any mistakes, right? More than 300,000 Jiuyuan troops can fight back to Xianyang, maybe they can destroy a thief halfway to increase the prestige of the new king......

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng no longer did useless acts, he put on the crown completely, pushed the car window open a slit, and looked at this familiar and unfamiliar world, his eyes greedy and reluctant.

My own, my own, all my own!

The city is mine, the earth is mine, and the people are mine!

How good would it be if there were no Chu thieves? Maybe you can also see more strange places planted with Qin flags, galloping roads to pave the army to point remotely, and border walls are connected to resist foreign invasions, why does no one understand?

Li Si is old, Meng Tian has also changed a little, they all said that they would let Daqin take a breath, but Ying Zhengshi was worried that once rest became a lazy habit, how could Fusu lead Daqin to expand his territory again?

In a trance, he remembered the patriarchal law of Chu again: If you don't send troops for three years, you won't obey the courtesy! With his own merits, he is worthy of seeing his ancestors and ancestors wherever he goes, right? Maybe Da Qin should also ask his descendants to do the same?

The throat began to itch again, Ying Zheng didn't dare to cough, from weak to energetic, he really didn't want to go back to the feeling of the past, and he also knew that once he returned to weakness, that was when the time came, coughing was a kind of appearance.

Covering his mouth and looking out of the window again, his vision slowly became blurred, and he couldn't distinguish the boundaries of the blue sky and loess, Ying Zheng turned to be obsessed with the black and red colors in front of him, the sound of footsteps broke through the territory, and the spears swept through the **, he was the one who dominated the world with them, and he couldn't choose where to live, if he died surrounded by this group of people, even if he was in that world, he wouldn't be lonely, right?

"What is Your Majesty looking at?"

Ying Zheng turned his head, and the figure in front of him was also blurry, and even the face could not be seen clearly.

After blinking his eyes fiercely, he asked, "Have all the edicts been sent?" ”

Zhao Gao shook his head back and forth a few times, confirmed that the emperor had indeed gone wrong, suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and said in a slightly presumptuous voice: "Back to Your Majesty, send it out." ”

"That's good... That's good...... Zhao Gao, how many years have you been with me......"

"Back to Your Majesty, it's been more than thirty years."

"For more than 30 years, I have also sat in this big position for more than 30 years, and for more than 30 years of ups and downs, you and I have come together......"

Hearing the emperor call himself me, Zhao Gao didn't feel any embarrassment in his heart, it was fake, but he had already made a decision, so he had to bow his head and reply: "Your Majesty take care of the Holy Body, the slave and maid can still serve the Son of Heaven for thirty years." ”

"Ahem... I just saw the sergeant outside, and suddenly I had an idea...... Ahem......"

"Your Majesty......!"

The strong smell of blood had made the two people who couldn't see clearly know what was going on, Ying Zheng covered his mouth and said with difficulty: "You...... After you hear me, I want to ...... Imitate the face and body shape of the tiger to fire terracotta figurines, cough cough cough cough...... Buried in Lishan, always with me...... cough cough cough cough ......"

The ghost sent the gods, and Zhao Gao suddenly said: "Why don't you bury them all?" ”

When Ying Zheng heard this, it was as if he had re-acquainted himself with the person in front of him, his eyes widened and he couldn't find focus, but his anger had turned into blood, and his eyes were red: "The mainstay of Great Qin, how can you be presumptuous!" ”

After that, he grabbed Zhao Gao's neck with both hands, and roared in a hoarse voice: "For more than 30 years, why haven't I seen that you have such evil intentions...... Ahem, come on...... cough cough cough ...... Come... Person...... Will Zhao ...... Martyrdom ......"

Zhao Gao's soul has flown away, maybe the news he learned from the imperial doctor made him forgetful, he still can't figure out why he said that sentence just now, the emperor can die, and the emperor will die immediately, but it must not be related to himself! Otherwise, when the time comes, there will be no will, and a group of people will force him to come to the funeral!

Barely holding the hands on their necks, the two of them gasped violently at the same time, but fortunately, the emperor's voice became hoarse, and Luan's closed voice was difficult to transmit, so that the people outside did not know what was going on in the car.

At this moment, Zhao Gao only hoped that those hands would be exhausted soon, and then he would be able to see life again without leaving any troubles......

Maybe it's fate, maybe Ying Zheng has lost too much vitality, and gradually, just when the head without a beard is wheezing heavier, the person wearing the crown has a weaker breath.

The vitality slipped away little by little, his hands became uncontrollable, and between life and death, the balance of life and death was still in favor of Zhao Gao, so that he finally breathed fresh air when he was dizzy......

"Ahem... Ahem......"

The voice was shrill and thin, Zhao Gao only dared to cough quietly, and after wiping away his tears, he saw that the emperor's mouth was full of blood, and he couldn't move anymore when he fell to his side......

More than 30 years of forbearance, more than 30 years of intersection, life and death in an instant, no one knows what Zhao Gao is thinking at this time. He wanted to cry, for his own escape from death and for the future he could never see clearly, but the road ahead was even more difficult; He wanted to laugh, just because after making that decision, he would no longer have to wear a long-horned gauze hat for the chamberlain, and he would no longer have to bend down to ...... first when he spoke!

Biting the back of his hand and crying and laughing, Zhao Gao gradually calmed down, there are still many things in front of him, and he has to think about the cause and effect.

The mountain collapse, this kind of thing can't be hidden, the question now is when to let people know, who will know first, and also, restore the emperor's death to a more natural one, and then think about how to explain to the ministers that the cause of the emperor's death has nothing to do with him......

The changeable habits have not changed, thinking about things in his heart, Zhao Gao naturally pulled back his arms for Ying Zheng's body, closed his eyes, and wiped the crown to smooth out the blood and sweat, he was shocked to realize that he had done so much.

Prime Minister Li Cheng...... It seems that I still have to tell him about this first, as for the young man...... I have to force him to take a step! ”

"Knock knock."

The knocking sound was very small, but it almost shocked Zhao Gao's soul, came back to his senses, and replied as if nothing happened: "What's the matter?" ”

"Back to the Zhongche Order, it's time for dinner, dare to ask Your Majesty if you want to eat?"

"I'll arrange this, and you'll send it when you're ready!"