Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 6 Is there something wrong with Ying Zheng's mind?

The silk and bamboo are melodious, and the dancing girls are graceful.

In the luxurious mansion of the Great Empress Dowager Qin, Mrs. Huayang sat in front of the gazebo in a heavy golden phoenix and black bird robe, and groups of attendants stood around. They seemed to be arranged randomly, but in fact they were all respectful and orderly.

Looking at the information in her hand, Mrs. Hua couldn't see much expression on her face.

After a long time, Mrs. Huayang put down the information in her hands, lifted the teacup and lifted the lid, and took a sip of tea lightly.

The breeze is blowing, and under the curtain in the distance, the best musicians from Daqin are plucking the strings. The melodious music is accompanied by the maids on both sides fanning the feather fans lightly, bringing a little bit of coolness to the early summer morning.

Everyone around is waiting quietly.

No one dared to take a breath.

It was not until after a cup of tea was finished that Mrs. Huayang raised her head.

"I heard that Lu Buwei went to Zheng'er's palace yesterday?"

"Your Majesty's lesson." The attendant replied respectfully, "According to the report, Lu Buwei went to the Gongzi Hall of His Royal Highness Gongzizheng around half a quarter of noon yesterday."

"About two quarters of an hour later, Lu Buwei came out of the Prince's Hall. According to sources, after returning, Lu Buwei started looking for talents, and was going to start putting pressure on Xiangyang, Taiyuan and other places."

"Heh, this old fox is feeling a lot of pressure, so he is going to win over Zheng'er?"

"Empress Dowager, do we need to deal with it?"

"No need." Mrs. Huayang's posture was calm, her gray eyes flickered under her gray temples: "Our Mi family has been running for a long time in Shangyang and Taiyuan, even if Lu Buwei took away a few official positions, even if it is the highest It doesn’t help at all, and in the end it’s an empty ending at best.”

"The Empress Dowager is wise."

"Compared to these things about Lu Buwei. Zheng'er, did he really forge iron in the room?"

Empress Huayang frowned, she felt a little weird thinking about Ying Zheng.

The majestic eldest son of the Qin Dynasty is only six days away from ascending the throne. What is wrong with him at such a time, and suddenly went to blacksmith?

The guard nodded respectfully: "Going back to Empress Dowager, that's true. According to the news, His Highness Gongzizheng went to the side room of the Prince's Hall yesterday after Lu Buwei left, and ordered people to fetch a lot of essence from the palace workshop. Iron, as well as forging tools, and a few grains of extraterrestrial iron from the treasury."

"Clang clang clang clanging all afternoon, and didn't stop until midnight. Even the meal was put outside. I dared to sneak in and watch, and found that His Highness Gong Zizheng was forging iron in the room."

Hearing this, Mrs. Huayang's doubts suddenly deepened.

The majestic eldest son of the Great Qin, the soon-to-be king of the Great Qin, actually forged iron in the side room. Could it be the reason why he stayed in a barbaric place like Zhao State for a long time?
Or is it just too much stress?
After thinking for a while, Mrs. Huayang still didn't take all this to heart.

After all, the current Yingzheng is really not a threat.

As a young man who was just 13 years old and hadn't reached the championship yet, Ying Zheng came back from Zhao country with a lot of effort in just over three years. He didn't have any power of his own at all, and almost every move was under her supervision.

On the contrary, Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji have grown to the point where they can almost wrestle with her in just four years.

Nowadays, the power of the entire Great Qin is concentrated on the two major groups. Even if Ying Zheng came to the throne, the real power center of the entire Great Qin is still in the two major groups. The so-called King Qin is just a puppet after all.
The doubts in his heart gradually dissipated, and Empress Dowager Huayang continued to drink tea.

Let him go.

As long as Yingzheng obediently becomes the King of Qin, and don't do anything outrageous, let him do other things.

Isn't it just a blacksmith, playing with things and losing one's mind is also good.

But you have to be cautious, and you can't relax your vigilance just because Ying Zheng is young.
Just as the Empress Dowager Huayang was thinking, the attendant next to her said cautiously: "Empress Empress Dowager, Your Highness Gongzizheng is about to ascend the throne, isn't it better not to go to these things? Do you want to be humble?"

Mrs. Huayang's expression remained unchanged when she heard the words, she continued to drink her tea, her tone was calm: "When will you be able to talk about Zheng'er?"

The guard was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed his head, and broke out in cold sweat!

"Damn the humble job! Damn the humble job!"

"Please punish the Empress Dowager!"

After glancing at the servants kneeling on the ground who kowtowed frantically, Empress Huayang put down the teacup.

"You've been with me for a long time, why don't you have this little memory? Go and receive the punishment yourself."

"After receiving the punishment, continue to monitor Zheng'er, and report to me immediately if there is anything unusual."

Hearing this, the attendant immediately kowtowed on the ground several times as if he had received an amnesty!

"Yes!"

"Thank you, Empress Dowager, for your mercy!"

"Thank you, Empress Dowager, for your mercy!"

"The humble job will take the order!"

The guard got up respectfully, and hurried to receive the punishment.

Looking at the departing guards, Empress Dowager Huayang never took this little incident to heart. While continuing to drink tea, she silently thought about many ways to deal with Lu Buwei
And at the same time that Empress Dowager Huayang learned about Ying Zheng's affairs, on the other side of Lu Buwei, there were naturally spies who found out that Ying Zheng was forging iron.

strike iron?

Forging swords?

What's happening here?What is Ying Zheng doing?
Looking at the intelligence that the spies came back through, Lu Buwei frowned slightly.

You who are about to become emperor, what are you still doing forging swords?
Even go into battle in person?
And beside Lu Buwei, there are several counselors who are almost the same age as him. These are the people he summoned to give advice to Shangyang, Taiyuan and other places.

They also saw this information one after another, and all of them frowned suspiciously.

"What is Ying Zheng doing? Lu Xiang, do you want us to test it out?" a counselor asked.

Lu Buwei frowned.

After a long time, he slowly shook his head.

"No need."

"I just met Ying Zheng yesterday, and it would be inappropriate to send someone there now."

"And it's just a blacksmith. According to the intelligence returned by the spies, there is nothing unusual about it. You just need to keep an eye on it."

"Now our main goal is to deal with the affairs of Shangyang and Taiyuan."

Breeze.

Hearing Lu Buwei's words, many counselors nodded slightly.

Their main targets now are indeed Shangyang and Taiyuan. These two places have been occupied by Mrs. Huayang and the Mi family all the year round.

Wanting to take these two places down is not as easy as imagined.

Although I don't know why Ying Zheng suddenly wanted to strike iron in the palace, but it doesn't matter at all.

Today's Ying Zheng is about to ascend the throne. Although he is just a puppet and doesn't have much power, at this time, there is no point in stopping him.

After all, it would be a troublesome thing if they did not cooperate with their actions after ascending the throne, or even turn to the Empress Huayang
In the Great Qin Xianyang Palace, turmoil is surging.

Facing Ying Zheng's sudden move, neither Mrs. Empress Huayang nor Lu Buwei paid much attention to it.

And there is no impenetrable wall in the world. As time went by, the news that Ying Zheng was forging iron in the palace gradually spread in the ears of many people.
(End of this chapter)