Chapter Twenty-Three: The Deadline Is Approaching

Now that he has achieved great unification, what if there is even greater revenge?

He was out of his power.

"The widow king called you over, indeed because the widow king knew that his limit was approaching."

The eunuch on the side hurriedly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

"King! You are said to be so, you are blessed with all the sky, and Jiren has his own natural appearance! ”

Ying Zheng just smiled helplessly.

What about Hung Fu Qitian? What about Jiren's own natural appearance?

He begged for the elixir of life, but it turned out to be a big mistake.

Suddenly, that intense headache returned.

He gritted his teeth in pain and covered his right skull with his right hand.

There was also a smell of blood in his throat and eyes, and after coughing violently twice, the sharp pain in his throat also came.

[The king is too strong, he has been able to endure until now. 】

[Hey, although I stay up late, I still have enough sleep. 】

[It won't be a headache because of a cough!] 】

Chen Fan took out an amoxicillin capsule from his pocket and said, "King, you eat this first, it should be able to relieve the pain." ”

Ying Zheng looked at Chen Fan, picked up the medicine and put it in his mouth.

The eunuchs around him were frightened and overwhelmed.

"King! Have you forgotten about the elixir? How dare you eat again! ”

[Can this be the same as the elixir?] This is something I got with great difficulty, master. 】

[Hmph! If it weren't for the fact that I was Brother Zheng, I wouldn't be willing to give it! 】

[Besides, the matter of the elixir was exposed by me, how could I do such a stupid thing? 】

Although he had already scolded this little eunuch who didn't know how to lift in his heart, he still instructed the maid on the side: "Bring a bowl of water to the king!" ”

Of course, Ying Zheng trusted Chen Fan and glanced at the palace maids.

So the maid went out to bring water.

But what is this thing?

The taste is really bitter, and it feels like this thing is directly stuck in the throat.

After the water was served, Chen Fan instructed the king again: "Just drink the water, the bitterness will be diluted, and the things in your throat will go down directly." ”

Ying Zheng drank the water in his stomach, and sure enough, as he said, the contents of his throat went down.

He waved to the eunuch next to him and said, "You all go down." ”

At this time, Chen Fan felt that the whole person was not good.

[Brother Zheng, what are you doing? 】

[Why am I the only one left!] 】

[Is he having some conspiracy!] 】

[What can I do now!] 】

[Brother Zheng won't want to kill me! 】

Ying Zheng didn't know why, he felt that this Chen Fan was really not an ordinary fear of death.

Is he really that scary?

"The widow king called you here because the widow king knows that his time is short."

Chen Fan listened to Yingzheng's words and did not say comfort.

Comfort is futile.

"After the death of the widow king, he wanted the widow king's son Hu Hai to succeed him. The sons of the widow king have also had a relationship with you.

Originally, the widow king was still entangled between Gongzi Fusu and Hu Hai, although both of them were far inferior to the widow, but Hu Hai was stronger than Gongzi Fusu. ”

[Hey, you didn't have to choose, so you chose Hu Hai. But the Qin State is gone in his hands! Did You Know? 】

[Just that loser, he doesn't do anything all day long, so he thinks about forming a gang. 】

[People see that he is your son, so they envelop him like this. 】

[If you really go to the west in the future, he will just be a puppet in the court! ] 】

Ying Zheng listened to Chen Fan's words, and helplessly looked at the sky outside that was getting late.

The evening breeze gently blows Luoxia, and he is also very concerned about the entire Great Qin!

"Chen Fan, in fact, you also know Hu Hai very well, how can the widow king not be?"

"But a tree is full of fruit, and when the harvest season comes, the fruit is either rotten or unripe. Don't fruit farmers sell their fruits? If they want to sell it, if they don't sell the fruit, how will they survive? ”

Chen Fan doesn't think so.

"My lord, it is true that fruits should be eaten when they are ripe, and unripe fruits or fruits that have rotted are sold in the market, and the price is not high.

A fruit farmer's fruit planting is not good, it does not mean that the fruit in the world is not good.

In fact, there are many good fruits, and they are also very popular with buyers. ”

When Ying Zheng heard this, he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Chen Fan, what do you mean!"

Chen Fan just looked out the window, and then turned around.

"Since the king already knows, as for how to do it, it is up to the king."

[If you let that son become the king, he will definitely defeat Daqin soon]

[Instead of this, it is better to replace people who really have real talent and learning to do it. 】

[It's better than you, an uncompetitive son.] 】

When Ying Zheng heard these words, his heart was bitter again.

If you knew about this matter, you should have brought it out earlier.

His days are running out.

His whole life was for the entire Qin State, and it would be good if he could find a king like him for the Qin State in the future.

But now even if it is really found, the current imperial court already has its own henchmen.

If this emperor is from the people, he will have no real power at all, let alone power.

Forcibly pushing him up, that is also certain death.

The ministers of the court and the central government carefully weighed it again.

Those who are ambitious are incapable, and those who are capable are not ambitious.

Although books have been burned, the unwarranted arrogance of those civil officials is still there.

And those military attachΓ©s lack the brains of civilian officials.

How can he hand it over with confidence?

At the moment, only Hu Hai is the best candidate.

Then, he looked at Chen Fan on the side.

Why is Chen Fan not a suitable candidate?

"Chen Fan, how about the widow recognizing you as a righteous son?"

Chen Fan, who was still calm, was frightened by this sentence.

Let him be a righteous son?

Isn't that what kills him?

[Brother Zheng, you won't move your thoughts to my head, will you! ] 】

[Brother Zheng, I just want to be a salted fish! 】

[Brother Zheng, your Daqin will be gone if you hand it over to me! ] 】

[Brother Zheng! You have to be forgiving and forgiving! Brother Zheng! 】

Ying Zheng didn't think so.

There is no one more suitable for him right now.

He has the support of Li Si, which is equivalent to the support of a small number of officials in the government and the opposition.

If he becomes the emperor, his behavior may still be a little immature, but when the time comes, with Li Si by his side, there will not be much of an accident.

He originally called him over, but he actually wanted him to assist Hu Hai.

But with Fang Cai's words, he suddenly felt that Chen Fan was the most suitable candidate!

At his age, coupled with his usual overt and covert partiality.

said that he was his long-lost son, and no one would not believe it.