In 247 BC, the funeral of King Xiang of Qin Zhuang went on as scheduled.

It was September, and there was a plain scene inside and outside Xianyang City, whether it was soldiers or ordinary people, all dressed in filial piety clothes, and the whole country was sad.

The luxurious hearse carrying the coffin of King Zhuangxiang slowly marched through the streets of Xianyang City under the traction of eight black horses.

There are bursts of mourning and music, and the flags are fluttering.

Ying Zheng and other royal family children and clan elders took the lead in riding horses in front of the hearse, and a group of harem concubines followed the hearse in a carriage, followed by civil and military officials and guests from the six countries, and at the front of the procession was the Imperial Forest Army responsible for opening the way, and the Praetorian Guards who protected the king were surrounded by them.

The entire funeral procession was no less than 30,000 people, plus the army responsible for defending and guarding along the way, the total strength was no less than 100,000, of course, not counting the people who sent the funeral.

The funeral procession drove out of the White Tiger Gate of Xianyang City, all the way east, towards the direction of Lishan, along the way the people knelt down to mourn, and some also placed incense and candle tributes, which shows that the Qin people attach great importance to the funeral of the King of Qin.

Zhuang Xiang Wang Yingyi suffered all his life, and in his early years, because he was not a descendant of King Qin, he had been hostage in Handan, and was bullied and blinded by the magnates of Zhao State. Coupled with the continuous wars between Qin and Zhao, Ying Yiren, as a hostage, was treated coldly, lacking carriages and horses and daily belongings, and his life was embarrassing and very frustrated.

Every time Zhao lost a war, he had to vent his anger and resentment on Yingyiren, which also caused him to live a life of fear for today and tomorrow all day long.

Fortunately, he later met Jujia Lü Buwei, so that he finally saw the hope of living, and later the Battle of Changping Zhao was defeated, and Ying Yiren, who thought he was going to die, was rescued by Lü Buwei back to Qin, and also recognized Mrs. Huayang as his mother, because Mrs. Huayang was a Chu person, and Yiren changed his name to Zi Chu.

The world is unpredictable, who would have thought that Mrs. Huayang would be accepted as the son of Yingzi Chu, after the death of King Qin Zhao, King Xiaowen succeeded to the throne, and Zichu actually ascended to the throne of the crown prince.

What is even more unexpected is that King Xiaowen, who ascended to the throne of King Qin, followed in the footsteps of King Qin Zhao three days later and left the west. This made Zichu unexpectedly ascend to the throne of the King of Qin.

After Zichu succeeded to the throne, he granted amnesty to the world and was lenient for the government. He also sent Lü Buwei to destroy the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, sent Meng to destroy the Han State to build Sanchuan County, conquered the Zhao State, and captured 37 cities such as Taiyuan, Yuci, Xincheng, and Langmeng.

Therefore, although his reign was only three years, the Qin people's love for him was very far-reaching.

The funeral procession was like a worm marching on the Guanzhong Plain, curved and slow.

Zhao Ji was very sad in her heart, and she was a little helpless.

In her early years, she longed for love, but when she was given to Yingyi by Lu Buwei as a commodity, all she felt at that time was betrayal and despair, and she couldn't understand why the former alliance could not compare to money and power.

Fortunately, Yiren still cherishes himself, although he was just a down-and-out prince and grandson of Handan at that time, but he always defended himself everywhere and did not let himself be wronged in the slightest......

When he gave birth to a son for another person, he was already desperate and rekindled his confidence in love, until Yiren finally escaped from Handan and left his mother and son behind......

Of course, she doesn't hate him, the situation is compelling.

Fortunately, Yiren finally returned to Qin smoothly and ascended to the throne of Qin, fortunately, he has not forgotten himself and Zheng'er, when he and Zheng'er returned to Qin, he did not hesitate to make himself the queen and named Zheng'er the prince.

Originally, all this may have come to a successful end, and my family can live happily in the future, but unfortunately the world is always impermanent, and creation always makes people.

In just three years, Yiren Langjun left him, and in the huge Qin Palace, he and Zheng'er became the target of public criticism, Cheng Chan's mother and son were targeted everywhere, and the clan clan took his mother and son as outsiders, and even recently there were people spreading rumors about Zheng'er's life experience......

Who can I rely on now? After thinking about it, the only person he could rely on was the copper-smelling mercenary Lu Buwei, so when Lu Buwei found him, he could only bow his eyebrows and obey, just like at the beginning......

He waited for Zheng'er to sit firmly on the throne of King Qin, and at that time, he would no longer need to have a relationship with Lü Buwei, and at that time, he must let Zheng'er kill Lü Buwei to thank me for the hatred in my heart......

Ying Zheng is naturally grief from the heart, although he has not lived with his father for a long time, but his father's love for him has never decreased.

Maybe it was because he didn't take himself and his mother with him when he escaped from Handan, his father seemed to have been haunted by this matter in his heart, and he wanted to compensate himself as much as possible. I was tired of practicing by myself, so my father came to the school to accompany him and encourage him as soon as he was busy with political affairs; Once again, he accidentally cut his calf while riding a horse, and his father could feel distressed for several days......

Thinking of the bits and pieces of the past, Ying Zheng couldn't help but feel like a knife, how he hoped that his father could accompany him for a few more years......

The funeral procession traveled all the way east, and when they crossed the Weihe Bridge, Meng Yi gently pulled Wu Zhan's sleeve and said in a low voice: "The bridge deck here is narrow, and there are rivers on the left and right without barriers, so we can only cross the bridge in turn. ”

Wu Zhan listened and looked at it, the environment here was indeed as Meng Yi said, it was a dead place that was easy to attack and difficult to defend.

"What you said makes a lot of sense, but there are armies all around, and if the assassins want to attack, they must first break through the army's defenses, but once they clash with the defending army, it will inevitably cause us to be alert, is it ......" Wu Zhan's face suddenly became cloudy.

"Could it be what?" Meng Yi asked.

"Could it be that someone in our army deliberately let the assassins in?" Wu Zhan couldn't help but guess.

"Hiss......"

Meng Yi secretly inhaled cold air when he heard this, and said, "If it is really as you guessed, I'm afraid things will happen." ”

Wu Zhanqiang endured his beating heart, turned his head to look at Lu Buwei, but saw that his face was calm, and he didn't seem to be flustered at all.

"It seems that Prime Minister Lu Cheng should have already made arrangements, so we don't have to worry." Wu Zhan rode on his horse and said quietly.

"How can that work? We have to make sure that the prince is safe. ”

Meng Yi said anxiously: "No, I have to go to my father and ask him to arrange manpower to strengthen the defense, and the prince must not be allowed to make any mistakes." ”

Meng Yi said nothing, and as soon as he mentioned the reins of the horse, he was about to go to his father Meng Wu, but Wu Zhan grabbed the reins of the horse and pulled him back: "Your brute strength has come up again?" ”

Wu Zhan glanced at Meng Yi and said, "Since Prime Minister Lu Cheng has already made arrangements, if you go to your father now and tell him everything, we won't be able to hide the matter of our eyeliner in the palace, and if this matter reaches Lu Buwei again, wouldn't it be even worse?" ”

Meng Yi slowly calmed down when he heard this, and after thinking about it carefully, what Wu Zhan said was reasonable, but how could the prince's safety be guaranteed? Once the assassin enters the attack range, when the time comes, he is afraid that his own casualties will be very serious, if the prince is accidentally injured by a stray arrow, what is the good?

Seeing that Meng Yi's face was still full of worry, Wu Zhan said in a low voice: "You just put your heart in your stomach, I estimate that the assassin will definitely not assassinate at this time, we just need to be more careful, and let Lu Xiang worry about the rest." ”

"You're talking lightly, but you're telling me why the Assassins don't assassinate at this time?" Meng Yi asked.

Wu Zhan smiled and said, "The reason is very simple, everyone's vigilance must be the highest at this time, and if they are assassinated at this time, they have absolutely no possibility of escaping." ”

"And when do you think the Assassins will carry out the assassination?" Although Meng Yi agreed with Wu Zhan's statement in his heart, he was still not at ease because of his cautious nature.

"If I were an Assassin, I would definitely choose a time when everyone thought it was safest, such as on the way back, when the vigilance of the people was lowered and the best time to carry out the assassination." Wu Zhan is confident.

Meng Yi couldn't help but look at the person in front of him who was the same age as himself and dressed as a young eunuch from top to bottom, only to feel that he was old and meticulous and unfathomable.

About an hour later, the funeral procession all passed through the Weihe Bridge and continued to travel eastward.

At this time, Lü Buwei came to Yingzheng's side, and saw Yingzheng's face full of tears, his eyes were red and swollen, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little sour, so he comforted: "The prince doesn't have to be too sad, now that the former king has passed away, the prince should focus on state affairs......"

"If a son of man is indifferent to the death of his loved ones, how is that different from a beast?" Ying Zheng's words made Lu Buwei stunned on the spot, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Ying Zheng snorted coldly, lightly clamped the horse's belly, and walked straight forward, ignoring Lu Buwei's feelings at all.

Seeing Lu Buwei's face turn from white to red, and then from red to pig liver, Wu Zhan couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart, this is called a hot face sticking to someone's cold ass.

"The prince is sad because of the death of the first king, and I ask Lu Xiang to bear with him." Meng Yi apologized on the side.

Only then did Lu Buwei come to his senses and said to Meng Yi: "It's okay, it's okay, you go and protect the prince." ”

"Yes!" After Meng Yi gave the salute, he hurriedly turned the horse's head and chased towards Yingzheng.

Wu Zhan was also about to go with him, but he heard Lu Buwei say coldly: "You are the little sixth son?" ”

Wu Shiyi hesitated, so he nodded on the horse and said, "What does the prime minister command?" ”

"I asked people to check your register, but found that you seemed to suddenly appear out of thin air, although the register indicates your origin and past, but I think those are all made up, I wonder what your explanation?"

Lu Buwei's words seem to be casual, but in fact he is well-intentioned, he asked people to check Wu Zhan's register, but unfortunately he didn't find any problems, but he asked all the rooms in the palace, but no one knew who the little sixth son was? This inevitably made Lu Buwei suspicious.

Wu Zhan complained bitterly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show a nervous look on his face at all, so he only heard him whisper: "Prime Minister Lu Cheng's words made me panic, and I didn't know how to answer Lu Xiang for a while. ”

"I don't care where you are, but it's best not to have any bad intentions when you approach the crown prince, otherwise, hum ......" Lu Buwei's words were full of hostility.

"Prime Minister Lu Cheng is afraid that he has some misunderstanding about me......" Wu Zhan pretended to be frightened.

"Hmph, you're doing it yourself!" Lu Buwei said nothing, urging the horse to walk towards his camp, Wu Zhan shook his head and smiled bitterly, it seems that Lu Buwei, the old fox, is indeed not easy to fool.

After returning to his own camp, Lü Buwei called Mo Tu and whispered: "You sent someone to keep an eye on the little eunuch named Xiao Liuzi next to the prince, I always feel that this person seems to be deliberately hiding something." ”

"Yes, I'll arrange it." Motu replied.

"Wait, what's going on over there?" Lu Buwei remembered something, so he hurriedly asked.

"As soon as we set off, Mi Chen arranged for someone to leave the city, and I expected that he must have gone to inform the assassins of the Six Kingdoms." Motu replied.

"Well, everything is going according to the original plan, I must take this opportunity to wipe out the thieves like Mi Chen!" Lu Buwei stared at Mi Chen, who was surrounded by the henchmen of the family not far away, and gritted his teeth.