Chapter 67: Not Dead Yet
Gongsun Jian's complexion changed, and a chill rose in his heart, looking at the black mosquito net, as if it had suddenly turned into a dark abyss in front of him.
It seems that the next step will be like he will never recover.
Gongsun Jian knew that those who lifted big things were the most taboo to look forward and backward, so he forcibly suppressed this fear
He said to Zhao Hai: "Your Majesty, the minister is also afraid that Gongsun Jian Chen will rebel, and he will add to His Majesty's sword soldiers." If there is no armor, how can the minister protect His Majesty? ”
"Ahem, ahem." Zhao Hai coughed a few times.
"I was not held hostage by Gongsun Jian, and Gongsun Jian is also an honest and dedicated person. Stand down. ”
"It's not your turn to worry about my safety."
Cheng Qingshan glanced at the black bed curtain, and then saw the bronze keg next to the dragon bed with a slightly fishy black blood.
His heart suddenly calmed down, and he said: "Your Majesty, now that Your Majesty can still speak, Gongsun Jian naturally does not dare to act rashly. ”
"What the minister is afraid of is that once Your Majesty can't speak, Gongsun Jian will definitely make a move against Your Majesty. Therefore, the minister must protect His Majesty's left and right. ”
Zhao Hai was inside the bed curtain, and said angrily: "Bastard! What do you want? What do you want? Get out of here! Get out of here! ”
Zhao Hai said as half of his body moved out of the bed curtain.
The black curtain was lifted, and Zhao Hai's face, which was as white as white paper, immediately met Cheng Qingshan's eyes.
Half of Zhao Hai's body leaned out of the black curtain of the delicate golden dragon bed, and the breath of the whole person was already visibly sluggish.
Zhao Hai's face could even be seen one by one black class. His eyes didn't open, as if his strength made it difficult for him to open his eyelids.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, why are you so sick! Seeing this, Cheng Qingshan was ecstatic and danced like bungee jumping.
He stepped forward and was about to help Zhao Hai's arm, but Zhao Hai dodged him.
"You thief, you thief! Ahem, ahem, poof! Zhao Hai seemed to be angry, and after coughing a few times, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Quick! Hurry up! The little eunuch on the side hurriedly stepped forward, took a white handkerchief that had been prepared, stepped forward, and wiped the blood that flowed to the corners of his mouth and neck for Zhao Hai.
Cheng Qingshan pushed away the little eunuch with excitement and trembling, took the white handkerchief, and said, "Let me come!" What will you do if you hurt Your Majesty? ”
Cheng Qingshan personally wiped the blood from the corners of Zhao Hai's mouth, and observed Zhao Hai's face and state while wiping it.
Seeing that Zhao Hai really didn't even have the strength to push himself away and scold, Cheng Qingshan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.
"Your Majesty, you are already like this, what should you do if there is chaos in the court and the world?"
"There has been a strong wind and rain above the court, but Your Majesty's body is like a dead leaf in the big waves."
"Your Majesty, at this moment, Your Majesty must have a dependent minister to move around for Your Majesty and appease the hearts inside and outside."
Zhao Hai looked at Cheng Qingshan angrily and said, "You." ”
"You?"
"You!"
After Zhao Hai finished saying these three words, he seemed to have exhausted his last strength.
"Your Majesty, why don't you entrust this power to the minister, and the minister promises that it will be done brilliantly for Your Majesty." Cheng Qingshan said tremblingly.
He looked at Zhao Hai's already unconscious face, the whole body was sweating like rain, and his heartbeat was no longer out of his control.
"Bring the stuff." Cheng Qingshan said to the tall black-armored soldier on the side.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is just fainting, not dead yet." The attendant on the side said in horror, this is one of Cheng Qingshan's secret confidants, and he is the person he relies on the most.
"Bring it! I said take it! Bring! Bring! Can't you hear me! Cheng Qingshan looked crazy, and his whole face was distorted and deformed.
It's in hand, it's going to be in hand.
This Great Qin, the supreme emperor, the supreme imperial power.
Hundreds of millions of miles of territory, all the concubines in the harem, are mine, all mine!
Countless thoughts flashed in Cheng Qingshan's heart, and the forged bamboo slip he was holding in his hand was almost impossible to hold because of trembling.
It was a scroll of bamboo slips written by Cheng Qingshan and Zhao Hai.
The above means that after Zhao Hai's death, because there was no prince to inherit the throne.
And Jiangnan Supervisor Shi Cheng Qingshan, generous and benevolent, and sensitive. Therefore, Zhao Hai was willing to learn from Yao Shun after his death, and give the throne of Great Qin to Cheng Qingshan, who was virtuous and talented.
Cheng Qingshan excitedly grabbed Zhao Hai's hand, dipped his own blood on the handkerchief, and then pressed a bloody handprint on the bamboo slip.
It is said that this is a bamboo slip written and agreed by Zhao Hai himself.
Then, Cheng Qingshan grabbed Zhao Hai frantically and asked, "Your Majesty, where is the jade seal of the country?" ”
"Without the jade seal, how can the minister stabilize the internal and external situation for His Majesty? Your Majesty, Your Majesty, give me the jade seal. ”
He grabbed Zhao Hai and shook wildly, but Zhao Hai was always unconscious.
"Give it to me!"
"Give me the jade seal!" Cheng Qingshan said frantically.
At this moment, a cold and hard voice sounded.
"Want a jade seal? With me, you can take it. ”