Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

Chapter 115
Looking forward, His Highness galloped into Qin Capital on horseback, Liu Bang's eyes were extremely firm.

His Majesty has a physical problem. If it cannot be cured, there will only be one prince in the entire Qindu, and the throne must belong to His Highness.

He, Liu Bang, is just a pavilion chief. If he is not appreciated by His Royal Highness, he can only hang out on the streets of Pei County in his life.

But following His Highness, he can become the Shaofu Order of the Great Qin Dynasty, and in the future he will be able to honor his ancestors, pass his name on to future generations, and be admired by Liu's descendants.

Anyone who dares to destroy this point will be his life and death enemy, and he will not share the sky with him.

Turning to look at Zhang San, commander of Jin Yiwei, he directly ordered: "You go to the Shaofu in person and find out the imperial doctor who treated His Majesty. Don't alarm anyone, find out His Majesty's condition first!"

"Yes!"

Zhang San bowed to Liu Bang. Although he hadn't read many books, he still knew that Liu Bang was the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty. He naturally knew that the other party's ability was far superior to his own. His Highness would definitely not make a mistake in letting him listen to Liu Bang's arrangements.

"As for the rest of you, disperse and investigate all the military and government officials. As long as there are more than two officials gathered, you must listen to what the other party is saying. I will wait for your news in the backyard of His Highness's Prince's Mansion after a few hours!"

He galloped to the gate of the palace, and the first thing he saw was an old figure wearing armor standing at the gate of the palace. He immediately jumped off the horse and asked in a hurry, "General Wang, father How is the emperor's body!"

"Your Majesty has a decree that the twentieth prince will enter the palace as soon as he arrives!"

Wang Jian looked Zhao Wen up and down. There were more than [-] elite soldiers in iron armor. This His Highness just pulled them together in a few months, and each of them had a catty of gold to settle down after joining the army.

Don't talk about the other party's methods of making money, but only say that he knows how to value the military, and he is a qualified emperor. At least he is better than Fusu who only knows how to read dead books and insist on benevolence and righteousness. Veteran Wang Jian pays his respects to His Highness, Your Highness, go in, the veteran is here, nothing can happen!"

Zhao Wen bowed his hands to Wang Jian, and ran towards the palace with big strides.

The entire Qin Palace was obviously more heavily guarded than before. As soon as they entered the palace, they saw the First Emperor lying quietly on the bed, surrounded by several imperial doctors.

In the telepathy, the first emperor's breath of life was still very strong. It was obvious that things were not out of his control, and his spirit had been fluctuating slowly. He could obviously hear the voices outside, but he hadn't woken up yet.

Immediately shouted in the mouth: "Father!"

He rushed over straight, fell to his knees and cried loudly!
Ying Zheng was lying quietly on the bed. He now remembered that he passed out while dealing with government affairs.

He sighed secretly in his heart, when the Six Kingdoms were destroyed, he could sleep for days without any problems, but now, he fainted from exhaustion after reading a few volumes of memorials.

Although you can call yourself an old man when you are [-] outside, it is the first time in your life that Ying Zheng feels that he is really old.

He closed his eyes and listened to the mournful cries of the twenty princes beside the bed, and his heart immediately felt relieved.

These days his health is deteriorating. What he is most worried about is that his body will not last until the [-]th prince returns to the capital of Qin. At that time, there will be no one in the world. If someone is taking power, it will be a real big trouble for Daqin.

But now that Wang Jian is guarding outside, and the twenty princes have arrived, there are many things that can be implemented to ensure the smooth transfer of imperial power.

However, being a little disturbed by Zhao Wen's crying, he couldn't help scolding: "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying!"

Sitting up slowly, the bitterness in my heart became even worse, and now my body actually felt strenuous even sitting up.

Looking at the heroic Zhao Wen with tears in his eyes, it is obvious that his son still has his father in his heart.

"I have asked Qin Tianjian to calculate the auspicious days of the zodiac. In a few days, you will be my prince of Daqin, the future emperor, so stop crying!"

I haven't seen him for a few months, but my son is obviously much stronger and more stable. Obviously, governing Jiujiang has made this son grow up.

Slowly stood up, gently supported Zhao Wen and pulled him up, and said gently: "I have seen all your policies in Jiujiang, except for the heavy use of merchants, everything else is not bad, but you You know the one thing I admire most about you?"

"Please teach me!" Zhao Wen has done a lot of things in Jiujiang, and he also knows that Heibingtai will report all his affairs to Qindu, but he has never cared about it. Asking him now, he really doesn't know , What I did was in line with Emperor Shihuang's wishes.

Ying Zheng waved his hand lightly, signaling the others to step down, and seeing that there was no one else in the hall, he sighed, "What I am most satisfied with is that you have maintained an elite army of soldiers in Jiujiang even though you are clearly not in any danger!"

"The first thing I want to teach you is that as an emperor, if you don't have your own army in your hands, your imperial decree can only be used as firewood, and you can't even get out of the palace gate, so you must remember that at any time, the people around you There must be an army that can be trusted!"

Thinking back that Lu Buwei could be said to be so powerful that he even dared to stay overnight in the imperial palace, but when he got the support of the Great Qin military, a single sentence could make him leave the Qin capital in despair.

From then on, Ying Zheng knew the importance of having his own army in the hands of the king.

Looking at Zhao Wen, remembering what his father taught him when he was young, he said in a more gentle tone: "The second thing is that you can have no gold and silver in your hands, but you must never be without food!"

Qin destroyed the six kingdoms, several important battles, although he also has the ability of generals, but the most important thing is that Daqin has more food and can confront each other for a longer time. Once the opponent is short of food, the morale of the army will inevitably be confused, and it can be defeated in one battle. Certainly!

"Yes, I've made a note of it!"

"I know that you have obtained a lot of money from the nobles of Chu, and you can even give each county soldier a catty of gold as a reward, but to the emperor, although money is important, it is far from being compared with the army and food!"

Thinking of his son's method of making money, even if he won the government, he secretly admired it.

But even if he saw the speed of spending money, he secretly felt heartache.

A county soldier is a catty of gold, and a set of classics can be exchanged for the same amount of gold, which can almost be described as spending money like running water.

"My son believes that since Great Qin has unified the Central Plains, we have the responsibility to compile the history of the previous dynasty. Moreover, if we don't pay attention to the collection of the current text changes, the history of these small countries will disappear completely in a short time!"

"As for gold and silver, no matter how much money is spent, I can find a way to get it back!"

(End of this chapter)