Prime Minister of Great Qin

Chapter 397 You are waiting for me to die! (Please subscribe)

Less than half an hour.

Zhao Gao left Hu Mansion.

There was a cold and sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth.

Another person was persuaded.

Zhao Gao raised his head, looked at the dim sky, and whispered: "The world only knows that money and silk can move people's hearts, but what really moves people's hearts in this world has always been power. Even the First Emperor is like this, let alone the ministers below?"

"Now I, Zhao Gao, have nothing to lose."

"Then I have no worries anymore!"

"This time."

"I, Zhao Gao, no longer want to be submissive and beg for mercy."

Zhao Gao withdrew his gaze, his back bent again. He glanced around and disappeared into the vast white snow.

Not long after.

Several ministers quickly ran out of Hu Wujing's mansion.

Send a letter to some officials.

Hu Wujing did not tell them in detail what Zhao Gao told him. He only stated his grievances and dissatisfaction and wanted to meet these officials.

Of course he agreed to Zhao Gao.

But how could he get involved so easily?

If someone leaked this matter, someone would really die.

He wouldn't tell it until the last minute.

It's freezing cold in January.

Without many people noticing, Zhao Tuo's carriage and horses had slowly entered Xianyang.

However, Zhao Tuo kept a low profile. Except for the ministers of the DPRK and China, few outsiders knew about it. As for whether it was voluntary or forced, only Zhao Tuo himself knew.

Zhao Tuo was very quiet when he returned to Xianyang.

Rarely interact with people.

Maybe it’s the biting cold wind, or maybe it’s the snow weighing on the branches.

Xianyang seemed very quiet for the next period of time, except for the medical clinic, which was always busy with people.

The hospital has treated thousands of people in one month.

At the same time, the original doctors in Xianyang City were also recruited into the medical center. Even many doctors who were well-known in the local area were able to directly consult the imperial doctors of the imperial court if they encountered difficult conditions. Some of them had superb medical skills. Or, they can also be on duty in this big medical clinic.

Seeing that the medical clinic has not been cancelled, Daqin Medical Clinic has completely lost its reputation.

Known all over the world.

It has become a sacred place for many doctors and patients.

And in this more than a month.

Ying Sinian was also used to lighting fires for cooking, carrying water and chopping firewood. Although he was very dissatisfied, he really did not dare to disobey.

And I spent more than a month with Ji Heng.

He gradually became aware of it.

Ji Heng seemed to really do whatever he wanted, with no restrictions on him at all.

and also

The food here is better than in the palace.

Ji Heng can make flowers from the same mutton and fish, and each one tastes more delicious than the last.

He was in for a treat.

Of course, I also took the opportunity to learn to use chopsticks.

The sky is slightly bright and the rooster has not yet crowed.

Ying Sinian had already gotten up. The bedding was not considered thin, but once the fire went out, the bedding could not retain the heat.

He opened the door.

When I came to the small yard with stiff soil, I took a deep breath and stretched.

Then as usual, he went to the well, rubbed his hands, and threw the wooden bucket with a lot of ice on the side into it. Hearing a "thunk" sound, he looked down a few times. It was so dark that he couldn't see anything. After clearing the details of the situation in the well, when he saw the rope falling down, he quickly shook the handle of the well reel and shook the bucket up.

Then he bent over, holding a bucket of water in both hands, and staggered toward the kitchen.

He walked to the kitchen door and opened the door with his shoulder.

Carry the bucket in.

He used a small piece of wood dipped in sulfur and rubbed it hard on the knife and flint.

Only a 'blazing' sound was heard.

The yin fire contained in the sulfur turned into yang fire.

The flame is very weak.

But it was enough to make a fire.

Ying Si Nian yawned. When he first saw the fire scene, he was quite surprised and asked Master Ji a lot of questions. However, after using it for a while, he gradually became accustomed to it, and like this sulfur match, There are many small things in Ji Heng's home.

He benefited a lot from this.

Eye-opener.

But no matter how surprised I was, it couldn't affect my cooking.

Master Ji would really know how to beat and scold him if he delayed his meal.

There was a crackling fire in the stove.

The kitchen also became warmer.

Ying Sinian was adding firewood with one hand and holding his face with the other, but he was calculating in his mind that he should ask Master Ji how much it would cost later.

There is not much rice left at home.

After gesticulating, he took out a piece of wood and counted it on the ground with sawdust.

Just use numbers.

"There are now eighty-two qian of Mija stone in the city. Master needs fish and meat every day, which costs two or three qian a day, as well as all kinds of wild vegetables, firewood, salt, and oil."

Ying Si Nian did the math for a while.

I just feel a little overwhelmed. The expenses on this day are so high.

now.

With the arrival of Yingsi Nian, the settlement of accounts that was originally the responsibility of Fusu fell to Yingsi Nian.

However, Ying Si Nian's arithmetic was not very good, and Ji Heng spent several days on it.

He even wanted to send Ying Si Nian back several times.

even so.

Ying Si Nian just changed from counting on his fingers to holding a small wooden stick on the ground.

Once the number is too large or too detailed, it becomes difficult to calculate. This is actually normal. Yingsi is only eleven years old. In this era where arithmetic is not very developed, it is very difficult to master basic arithmetic. Easy.

Ying Si young sighed softly.

He added a handful of firewood to the stove and began to memorize the multiplication formula.

This is Ji Heng’s hard requirement.

When the smell of rice was wafting in the room, Ji Heng finally got up.

At this time.

Ying Si Nian has already served breakfast.

Their breakfast is very simple, a bowl of porridge, a plate of pickled wild cabbage, and an egg.

After dinner.

Ying Sinian said, "Master, we are going to be out of rice and firewood."

Done.

Then he extended his hand to Ji Heng.

Ji Heng just put the finished bowl on the table and said calmly: "Don't ask me about the money, just go to your father."

"He is responsible for all our expenses."

"Oh." Ying Sinian nodded, piled the bowls together, and carried them to the kitchen.

Ji Heng nodded with satisfaction.

He thought it would be nice to have a little follower sometimes.

At least you don't have to do it yourself.

Just when Ji Heng was lying leisurely in the room, enjoying the silence after the meal.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the house.

Followed by.

The door of the house was pushed open directly.

Several figures entered the room warily.

Hearing the noise coming from outside the house, Ying Sinian trotted into the courtyard and yelled, "Who are you? Who let you in?"

"I order you to get out!"

Ying Si Nian became hardened in a rare moment.

However, his words had no effect and no one listened to him.

At this time.

Ji Heng's voice came.

"Ying Si Nian, go wash your dishes."

"This has nothing to do with you."

talking.

He took out a bag of money from somewhere and threw it into Ying Sinian's arms, and then said, "After washing the dishes, take a few people with you and go to the market to buy things."

Ying Si Nian was startled.

He looked at the door suspiciously.

Didn't dare to question. I had no choice but to kick the money bag into my sleeves and go to the kitchen honestly.

Be quiet for a while.

A figure stepped into the courtyard.

His steps were slow and heavy, his figure was a little stooped, and his face was very thin.

It no longer has the power of the past to swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger.

But his eyes were still stern.

Ying Zheng!

At this moment, Ying Zheng's face was as cold as a stone sculpture.

He glanced at the direction Ying Si Nian left and snorted coldly: "My eldest grandson, do you usually treat him like this?"

Ji Heng chuckled and said: "Since your Majesty's eldest grandson is in my hands, he will naturally listen to my arrangements. And isn't it good now? He is a little less noble and more energetic than the palace. He was born in a high-ranking palace. How can Mr. Qiang experience such an ordinary life?"

"even so."

"He also has a little more craftsmanship and a little less flexibility."

Ying Zheng was silent.

He raised his hand behind him to ask these attendants to retreat.

His eyes swept across the small courtyard calmly, and he said with a sigh of relief: "This may be the last time I come here."

Ji Heng sighed lightly.

Open the door of the house to welcome the arrival of the First Emperor.

The First Emperor laughed and strode into it.

It's just that his body shape is a little unstable.

However, Ying Zheng did not let anyone help him. Although his steps were a little slow, he still walked firmly to the house on his own. However, as soon as he got close to the big case, he sat down directly on the floor. His face became even paler. His body was already very weak. It is difficult to support such action.

Ji Heng did not take action.

It's just that his eyes are a little sad.

A generation of emperors finally reached their twilight years.

"Am I in a panic right now?" Ying Zheng was extremely calm.

Ji Heng shook his head: "With your Majesty's physical condition, it is already very difficult for him to be able to support himself."

"There's no such thing as being embarrassed."

"It's just that your Majesty doesn't have to be like this."

The house is as quiet as a valley.

a long time.

Ying Zhengcai spoke calmly, his eyes full of unwillingness: "Ji Heng, I am almost at the end."

"If Your Majesty is really about to die, he will not come to my place. Instead, he will go to see the imperial doctor." Ji Heng said calmly.

Ying Zheng laughed and said: "I can indeed hold on for a while, but I can't hold on for too long. I came here this time just to ask some questions."

"Excuse me, Your Majesty," Ji Heng said.

"Do you think the Great Qin Empire can continue?" Ying Zheng was very calm, with hope in his eyes.

Ji Heng was silent.

He shook his head and said slowly: "I don't know."

"Maybe, maybe not."

"I can't decide."

"Besides, even if you really say whether you can or cannot, it's meaningless."

"If you can, you can; if you can't, you can't."

"I can't change it either."

"The only thing we can do now is to do our best."

"I know it too." Ying Zheng's voice was soft but extremely clear: "It's just that I don't want to give up."

"I have sacrificed so much for this world."

"I feel uneasy."

Ji Heng poured a cup of hot water for Ying Zheng.

He sat back down and said calmly: "The world is unpredictable, who can predict the outcome? Your Majesty, there is no need to think so much, and there is a medical clinic in the city. If your Majesty really wants to see more, you can send your The details of the condition should be announced so as to convene doctors from all over the world to discuss and perhaps come up with a cure."

heard.

Ying Zheng's face suddenly darkened.

He shouted angrily: "Do you want me to leave myself to the mercy of those doctors?"

Ji Heng said calmly: "The emperor is also a human being, and he will also get old, sick, and die. Doctors are only responsible for seeing and treating people. If they don't tell the truth about the condition, how can the doctor prescribe the right medicine and how can he prescribe prescriptions to treat people? You are too suspicious."

"It's hard to believe."

"But sometimes, you just have to believe."

"Da Qin has forty-two counties and more than 700 counties. There are a lot of local doctors. Perhaps in the eyes of some imperial doctors in the palace, His Majesty's disease is incurable, but in the eyes of some local doctors, this may not be the case. Sometimes it is not even possible. You can’t let go of your prejudices.”

"but."

"That's up to you."

"I won't say more words."

Ji Heng kept silent.

Ying Zheng looked at Ji Heng coldly and said nothing more.

He asked: "How sure are you of the things you asked Fusu to do? I want to know everything."

Ji Heng's eyes darkened, he shook his head and said, "I can't say I'm sure."

"The focus is on profit."

“The hustle and bustle of the world is all about profit coming and going.”

"As long as the benefits are big enough, anything can be accomplished. Whether the 'profits' released by the imperial court can make Guandong's heart sway depends on the follow-up, but I can't tell His Majesty what measures will be taken in the future."

"I'm afraid it's not that I can't, but that I dare not." Ying Zheng sneered.

He put his hands on the big case, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

He took a deep breath and continued: "Do you really think that I can't read your thoughts?"

"Everything you do now."

"It's all paving the way for one thing."

"I will die!"

"This is the reason why you dare not tell me."

Ji Heng was silent.

It is also the default.

Ying Zheng sneered and said with a sneer: "In the past two years, all the things you have planned for Fusu have only one starting point, which is to help him stabilize the court. Do you really think I can't see that?"

"In the past two years, you have used various policies to ease the relationship between the court and the localities, reduce the military power of local generals, and take the initiative to make good friends with the Huns, in order to help clear the way for Su to ascend to power."

"And the minister who had disputes with Fusu in the past."

"Also under your arrangement."

"He was cleared out of the court step by step."

"You didn't let go after that, but became even more unscrupulous."

"Now that you have your thoughts on me, do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"

"This is my Great Qin."

"My Great Qin does not have to be yours!"

Ying Zheng glared angrily.

this moment.

The First Emperor, who was originally a little weak, seemed to be full of vitality all of a sudden, becoming extremely fierce and cold.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Ji Heng chuckled and took a sip of tea.

He looked at the First Emperor and said calmly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to scare me."

"I don't eat this set."

"Furthermore."

"Did I do anything wrong?"

"People are mortal, and they may be heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather."

"Your Majesty is still patrolling the world despite his tired body. Isn't it just to use his own body to intimidate Xiao Xiao?"

"Now that His Majesty's body is getting weaker and weaker, it is difficult to accept this, but under the current situation, this is the best choice for Great Qin."

"and"

"Ji Heng has never plotted against Your Majesty."

"All plans now are limited to His Majesty's survival."

Ying Zheng was noncommittal.

That's because he was still alive, so he stopped there.

If he died, how could it stop here?

Ying Zheng looked sullen.

He was disgusted and even disgusted that someone was plotting against him.

Especially this person who regards himself as a dead person!

(End of this chapter)