The city of Xianyang was bloody, and overnight, hundreds of people from the Meng family were killed, and their bodies were thrown out of the city to feed wild dogs. Even the mansion of the prince of Fusu was blocked by the vicious city guards, and Wang Fang was even forced to die. The whole Xianyang has lost the prosperity and liveliness of the past, the forbidden army is patrolling everywhere, and many ministers are also staying in the palace, and the servants are not allowed to leave the palace.

"It's going to change." In the east of Xianyang City, in a courtyard that is not luxurious, a middle-aged man stroked his beard and said solemnly.

"Zhang Shaofu, Your Majesty has died!" At this time, a person hurriedly broke into the courtyard and shouted sadly to the middle-aged man.

Unexpectedly, this man turned out to be Zhang Han, when he heard this, his expression was gloomy, and he shouted with pain on his face: "Your Majesty! ”

When the news of the death of the First Emperor finally reached Xianyang, the atmosphere in the city was mournful, and every household hung up white linen belts. Xianyang City, which had been blocked for many days, finally opened the heavy city gates, and Zhang Han, together with many ministers, dressed in white linen clothes, respectfully greeted the return of the first emperor's hearse outside Xianyang City.

At this time, the army of the Eastern Tour was also dressed in linen and filial piety, Hu Hai walked in the front, he was expressionless, just like that, walking like that, behind him, the hearse of the first emperor was moving slowly, the whole army was silent, and the atmosphere was sad. Outside Xianyang City, a group of ministers cried and screamed, the first emperor can be described as an emperor through the ages, how can they not be sad?

Entering the Afang Palace, Hu Hai finally breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the grandeur and tallness of the Afang Palace, Hu Hai's heart was full of excitement. When the first emperor is buried, the entire Afang Palace and the entire Great Qin will be in his pocket, Hu Hai is fantasizing about pointing out the country, and the eunuch outside the main hall comes to report: "Yu Gongzi, Zhao Fu Ling asks to see." ”

"Quick, please Zhao Fuling come in." Hu Hai straightened his clothes, his expression was shocked, and he immediately commanded.

"No!"

Zhao Gao entered the main hall, in the past, the first emperor summoned the ministers here to discuss state affairs, but now things are wrong, Zhao Gao also has some emotion. After he saluted, he said in a deep voice: "Prince Hu Hai, Your Majesty's funeral has been arranged, all the harem concubines will be executed and buried together, and the terracotta warriors and horses are also being prepared, everything is arranged according to Your Majesty's plan before his death." ”

"Hmm." Hu Hai nodded, and he said with a kingly momentum: "You have done a good job in this matter. ”

When Zhao Gao heard this, there was a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth, and he secretly said that Hu Hai had already put on a momentum before he ascended the throne, he was really ignorant, didn't he know that the more he was at this time, the more he had to be restrained and low-key. However, such an incompetent person, Zhao Gao can rest assured.

"By the way, I heard that my father was going to recruit people from Surabaya Pavilion to come to Xianyang to burn porcelain, how did you do this?" Hu Hai seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a deep voice again.

"The pavilion chief of this Surabaya Pavilion happened to go to Jiuyuan to escort the conscription, so he hasn't been recruited yet." Zhao Gao replied.

Hu Hai was a little displeased, and he said with a little reprimand: "You go to supervise this matter, and first escort the strong men in this Surabaya Pavilion to Xianyang to improve the pottery kiln." My father valued these porcelains when he was alive, and now I naturally want to make this funeral object for my father. This is not a trivial matter, Zhao Fu ordered to go quickly. ”

"Gao naturally understands this matter, Childe doesn't have to worry about it, everything is handled by Gao." Zhao Gao respectfully responded, and then he said solemnly: "However, the most important thing now is to gather the ministers and announce the edict of the son's succession to the world." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, Zhao Fuling still knows the severity." Hu Hai immediately smiled and praised, "Come on, go and gather the civil and military ministers quickly." ”

In less than half an hour, both sides of the main hall of Afang Palace were already lined with ministers. Seeing this, Zhao Gao immediately read out the edict that he had tampered with Li Si. After speaking, Hu Hai immediately stepped forward to receive the holy decree, and with a sad mood, he said in a choked voice: "I, Hu Hai, will live up to my father's entrustment." ”

The ministers were talking in a whisper, and the uncle of the doctor immediately came out, and he asked in a deep voice that was neither humble nor arrogant: "Dare to ask Prince Hu Hai, why didn't His Majesty's edict mention Prince Su?" Two days ago, Mrs. Wang Fang was forced to commit suicide, how can this be explained? ”

"Yes, Fusu Gongzi has both ability and political integrity." Many ministers also agreed, and it was clear that Hu Hai could not convince the public.

Seeing that Hu Hai was a little flustered, Li Si stood up at the right time, let him sweep over the ministers, and said in a solemn voice: "How dare you criticize His Majesty's edict?" This edict was written by His Majesty himself, and Si was on the side at the time, don't you trust me Li Si? ”

Hearing Li Si's words, the discussion of the masses gradually subsided, Li Si, as the prime minister, was the favored minister of the first emperor, and naturally had a great influence among the people, and he had a lot of confidants.

"I also ask Prince Hu Hai to choose an auspicious day to ascend the throne to stabilize the hearts of the people of Daqin." Li Si's henchmen immediately took advantage of the situation to speak.

"Yes, please also ask the son to ascend the throne as soon as possible."

Hu Hai saw that the overall situation had been decided, and he also calmed down.

Outside the Shangjun Governance Office, Liu Yuan and others were resting at the edge of the forest, and the sad voices were heard in the distance, and many people were wearing linen and filial piety and weeping bitterly, and they gathered from all over the county to the county seat of Fushi. Cao Shen stopped a person, and after arching his hand, he asked, "I don't know who died, but I asked you to wait to send him off." ”

The people replied with a deep sorrow: "The prince of Fusu was given death by His Majesty. ”

"What?" Liu Yuan on the side heard this, his face turned pale, Fusu died? His eyes were deep, he bowed his head in contemplation, and he knew that the First Emperor had finally died. Then Hu Hai succeeded to the throne, Zhao Gao took power, Li Si was beheaded, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang revolted in Daze Township, and all this was about to break out.

Liu Yuan couldn't hold it down, at this moment, he just wanted to rush back to Peixian as soon as possible, and there was not much time left for him to accumulate strength. "Brother Cao, let's get on the road as soon as possible."

Cao Shen nodded in response, Fusu's death also shocked him, and he was also a little uneasy in his heart. "Let's go, we will arrive in Jiuyuan in a few days, and this escort can also end."

After the entire conscription team left the skin, they had little rest, and even at night, they would take advantage of the moonlight to hurry. Five days later, these conscriptions were finally taken over by Jiuyuan's border army, Liu Yuan did not have time to rest, he immediately took Da Niu and Xiahou Ying and others to excuse something, asked Cao Shen to resign, and left first.

On the way, seeing Liu Yuan's anxious expression, Xiahou Ying inevitably asked suspiciously: "Brother Yuan, this conscription has been escorted, why are you in such a hurry?" ”

"Brother Xiahou, the world is about to change." Liu Yuan replied with deep meaning, but vaguely.

Xiahou Ying didn't understand, he just smiled, "The affairs of the world, how can we and other small people be qualified to discuss." ”

Liu Yuan didn't speak, just shook his head, who can say clearly in the world in the future? Liu Bang is dead, and history has changed.

The third update, make up for one more!