Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 2 Ying Zheng: What evil have I done! 【New book for collection】

Youshi, Xianyang Palace, Emperor's Study.

According to the usual time period, Ying Zheng should rest in a concubine's bedroom, but today, he is not in the mood.

"His Majesty!"

CRRC Mansion Commander Zhao Gao came in quietly, saw Ying Zheng bowing his head while reviewing the memorial, so he called out in a low voice.

Although his health was getting worse and worse, Ying Zheng still tried his best to review the memorials sent that day to prevent mistakes in emergency political affairs.

"You still refuse to give up?"

Ying Zheng was still reviewing the memorial, snorted coldly, and said indifferently: "I have evaded twice, and I still don't understand what I mean. Since he wants to see me, let him see me, and see what he can say."

Zhao Gao laughed a few times, then lowered his voice and said: "Your Majesty was slandered by those Confucian scholars, and the eldest son is worried that your anger will ruin your health. This is also a piece of filial piety as a son of man!"

"Ah."

Ying Zheng let out a 'huh' and waved his hand at Zhao Gao, signaling him to summon Fu Su to come in.

Seeing that Ying Zheng didn't want to say more, Zhao Gao tactfully withdrew from the study.

And Fusu paced back and forth in the small courtyard outside the study.

After he learned of the incident of 'pitting Confucianism', he rushed back to Xianyang without stopping.

I didn't expect that when I came back, I was rejected twice in a row.

At first, he thought it was Zhao Gao who deliberately opposed him, but after Meng Yi persuaded him, he realized that it was Ying Zheng who didn't want to see him.

But thinking about his majestic eldest son, the status of the future prince, if he retreats from political difficulties, how can he lead the Great Qin Wanshi Foundation?
What's more, I am dedicated to the public and never selfish, so why should I be afraid?
So Fusu resolutely waited outside the study, waiting to be summoned.

"Your Majesty, Young Master Xuan will help Su see you!"

Just when Fusu was worried and depressed, Zhao Gao's voice came in a hurry.

Fu Su's heart felt hot when he heard the sound, he lifted his robe and went straight into the study, ignoring the greetings with Zhao Gao.

"My son, Fusu, has met my father, and my father is well--"

At this time, Ying Zheng had already left the desk, hunched over, wiped the sweat with a towel, and asked, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Father, are you in good health?"

Fusu saw that Yingzheng was sweating profusely, with a sick look on his face, and couldn't help worrying secretly. When the words came to his lips, he swallowed them abruptly, and turned to express his condolences.

"Stop talking about those useless things!"

"Father, my son is really fine, I just want to come back to see you"

Yingzheng frowned, lifted the robe from the wooden frame and put it on, and said in a deep voice, "Fusu, there are only us, father and son, if you have anything to say, just say it!"

Seeing Yingzheng's repeated questioning, Fusu didn't dare to turn his back on him, and asked tentatively, "Father, my son heard that you arrested a bunch of Confucian scholars and planned to kill them?"

"I treat them well, but they slander me in private, shouldn't they be killed?" Ying Zheng asked.

Fu Su said: "Father, it is indeed a crime to slander the king, but the world is first set, and the people should first be appeased. A group of Confucian children, even if they are a little dissatisfied with the Great Qin, they will not be able to make things happen;
If the father is unhappy, he can let them build the Great Wall and kill them in public, it will be true, hope the father will find out! "

Ying Zheng didn't answer his words, instead squinting his eyes, he asked back, "When you go back to Xianyang, can Meng Tian explain anything?"

Fusu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and he quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet Ying Zheng's eyes: "The general didn't say anything."

"fart!"

Ying Zheng glared and shouted angrily.

As soon as he finished his reprimand, a sense of boredom rose in his chest, causing him to cough violently.

"Father!"

Fusu was startled, and hurried forward, trying to support Ying Zheng.

Snapped!
Ying Zheng's backhand was a slap in the face.

"You and I are not only father and son, but also emperor and minister. What you said just now is really a crime of deceiving the emperor!"

Fusu covered the blood on his face, staggered and knelt on the ground, and begged, "Father, don't get angry. General Meng really does not approve of my son's return to Xianyang, but I think that the Great Qin Dynasty should win the hearts of the people in the world and implement a benevolent government." , Killing Confucian scholars is a small matter, but disturbing the minds of the people is a big matter!"

"puff!"

When Ying Zheng heard Fu Su's words, he was so angry that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Father!" Fusu turned pale with fright, hugged Yingzheng's thigh hastily, and cried bitterly.

Ying Zheng wanted to kick Fusu away, but he couldn't bear to see him crying so hard.

Although it looked a bit scary just now when the blood was sprayed, after the blood was sprayed, it was not so boring.

After taking a few heavy breaths, his breath gradually calmed down again.

"Fusu, you have been brave and forgiving since you were young, but why can't you even take care of such small things?"

"I also ask my father to teach me..."

"Teach me a fart!"

Ying Zheng interrupted him in a cold voice: "I asked you to learn from Meng Tian. I want you to listen more, read more and ask more questions. If you keep your mouth shut, you are a benevolent government. You don't even know a little about tricks. How can you take on great responsibilities?"

"According to the procedures, the major affairs of the state should be decided by the officials. As a frontier official, Meng Tian neither wrote a letter to express his opinion nor explained it to you. Do you know what this means?"

Fusu shook his head blankly.

"It means you are stupid!"

Ying Zheng squinted his eyes: "Since ancient times, Ming emperors and ministers can avoid plotting, but they have to be ignorant of tactics. With Meng Tian's strategy, how could he not know the pros and cons of this trip? You insist on going your own way, and you still want to deceive me."

"My son is guilty."

"Cough, cough!"

Yingzheng kicked Fusu away, hating iron and steel, and coughed violently again.

Seeing this, Fusu hurriedly shouted outside the study: "Come on, come on!"

Zhao Gao, who was guarding outside the study, rushed into the door immediately upon hearing the sound.

As soon as he came in, he saw that Ying Zheng was coughing up blood while covering his mouth, and his body was a little unstable.

"His Majesty!"

Zhao Gao shouted anxiously, supported Ying Zheng in three steps and two steps in parallel, and then waved behind him.

A young eunuch walked into the study with a wooden tray.

I saw a dark and shiny pill in the wooden tray.

After Yingzheng stabilized his figure, he raised his head to look at the elixir, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and said, "I don't talk about strange powers, but I have to rely on this alchemist's elixir to survive, it's really sad!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room burst into tears.

Ying Zheng also knew that these elixirs stimulated the potential of the human body, and eating too much would hurt the body, but he had to take it.

Because he has not yet completed the plans in his heart, and has not yet cultivated a qualified successor, so he tried his best to prolong his life.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

After all, these alchemy pills overwhelmed his body, making his condition worse.

He could only pin his hopes on the elixir that Xu Fu was looking for.

However, Xu Fu has not returned so far, and he dare not take the pill anymore.

"Take it down, I'm fine, bring me a bowl of water." Ying Zheng waved his hand and said.

"promise."

Seeing Ying Zheng waving his hand, Zhao Gao didn't persuade him to take the elixir, and immediately signaled the palace attendant to bring water.

And Fusu pursed his lips, and asked cautiously: "Father, my son has a medicine that can cure cough, do you want to try it?"

As he spoke, he took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng, who had just recovered, looked at the box in surprise, and asked, "What medicine?"

Fusu replied truthfully: "I don't know what the medicine is, it was given to me by my nineteenth brother. Last time, my son kept coughing non-stop. After taking this medicine, he recovered quickly!"

"Your nineteenth brother?" Ying Zheng was taken aback, "Who is it?"

Fusu: "."

Zhao Gao: "Return to Your Majesty, it is Young Master Kun!"

"Zhao Kun?"

Ying Zheng frowned.

Zhao Kun is his No.19 son, who just turned 14 this year.

A few years ago, Ying Zheng heard that this son didn't like the six arts, and studied alchemy behind closed doors all day, which caused the teacher who was in charge of palace studies to often complain in private.

But because the child's mother died early, and she had no ability to govern the country, and it was not within the consideration of the prince, so she selectively ignored it.

Unexpectedly, this son would not give his father the emperor who had good medicine, which made Ying Zheng extremely annoyed.

"This pervert!"

Ying Zheng was so angry that he couldn't help cursing, thinking what a crime he had done, that a son is not as good as a son.

But when he was about to issue an order to punish Zhao Kun, he heard Meng Yi shouting eagerly outside: "Report to Your Majesty, Pingyang urgently reports!"

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