Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

He rushed forward almost immediately, crying and shouting.

"Father! You finally showed up!"

Ying Zheng, who had just woken up from seclusion and had his meridians cleared by the little guy, was still a little dazed.

But Fusu's commotion immediately brought him to his senses. He smiled slightly, looking at Fusu with tears streaming down his face, and a feeling of emotion welled up in his heart.

Who says there is no family affection in the royal family?
Looking back on these days, if it weren't for Fusu, how would Ying Zheng know where he was going.

Ying Zheng began to reflect on whether he had been too harsh on Fusu in the past.

However, before he could open his mouth, Fusu's two words made the corners of his mouth twitch.

"Father! You finally came out! I don't need you to review today's memorials!"

When he heard the word "memorial", Ying Zheng's smiling face suddenly froze.

Is this a case of bringing up something that is not related to the topic?

After practicing for three months, Ying Zheng has fallen deeply in love with this feeling.

Ever since he became conscious, his dream has been to become the king of Qin.

Whether he was a hostage in Yang State or after he unified Qin State, he worked diligently and never hesitated or defaulted.

Over the years, he has become accustomed to doing things himself.

However, these three months of training made him realize a truth: not having to deal with state affairs was surprisingly refreshing!

Although the process of cultivation was rather boring and tedious, giving him a splitting headache, the feeling of watching his own cultivation gradually improve and his strength grow bit by bit, especially when he saw his white hair gradually turning into black hair, the excitement was simply indescribable!
Ying Zheng couldn't remember the last time he was so obsessed with sleep and forgetting to eat.

Was it when he returned to Qin, or when he actually ascended the throne?
He doesn't remember.

But at least when he suppressed the six kingdoms and completed the unification, he had never felt so excited.

Just a few days after starting his practice, he had already made up his mind secretly.

Government affairs and the Qin Empire are all good, but how can they compare to cultivating immortals and achieving immortality?
Let Fusu handle those trivial matters.

He had already established a great empire for Fusu and also demonstrated what the way of an emperor was.

Recently, Fusu has become more decisive and ruthless, so it would be great to pass the position to him.

Ying Zheng originally wanted to tell Fusu all this as soon as he came out, praise him when he reported, and then naturally give him the position of emperor of the Qin Dynasty, while he himself followed the master to practice Taoism.

However, he didn't expect that Fusu would kneel down as soon as he came out!
How could this make him speak?
Looking at Fusu, who looked much more haggard, Ying Zheng felt a little guilty.

But the guilt soon disappeared.

"Stand up, as the regent prince of the Qin Dynasty, Fusu, how can you do this?"

Hearing Ying Zheng's familiar voice, Fusu, still unaware of what was going on in his head, stood up wiping his tears.

"As you command, Father."

Looking at Fusu, who looked countless times more haggard, Ying Zheng sighed.

"Isn't it just that I asked you to handle government affairs for three months? Why is it so serious? You should know that I am old, and sooner or later you will be the one to control this world. Now is the time for you to exercise more. This will definitely benefit you."

Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately refused to do it.

He didn't understand the meaning of Ying Zheng's words before, but now Ying Zheng's intentions are almost written on his face!

He refuted it on the spot.

"Father! I am incompetent. Compared to you, I am far inferior in handling many matters! I am afraid I am powerless to manage the affairs of state!"

Can't do anything?

Ying Zheng glanced at Fusu and said, "Oh, didn't you realize that I have been in seclusion for three months and you have been the regent for three months. Now you dare to talk back to me, right?"

Well, that’s quite courageous.

Facing Ying Zheng's cold gaze, Fusu shrank his neck, but he still had no intention of regretting. He still knelt on the ground with his neck stiff.

"I have been handling state affairs for three months. During this period, many things have happened. Now they are about to be resolved. May I ask when your Majesty will begin to review them? All the memorials have been placed in the study."

After hearing this, Ying Zheng knew that Fusu wanted to quit.

If it were in the past, it would just be a memorial and it would be dealt with, and he might even like it quite a bit.

But now that he has a new love and a method of cultivation, asking Ying Zheng to deal with these memorials would be almost more painful than killing him.

"It's alright. I believe in your ability. Just continue to review these memorials. I still have some cultivation to consolidate. I will go find an expert tonight. I thank you and ask for your guidance."

Hearing this, Fusu's eyes suddenly turned red!

It seems that you, father, are completely shameless!

You don't want to deal with state affairs, and neither do I!
I want to practice, too!

Seeing that Ying Zheng was about to leave after he finished speaking, Fusu chased after him without saying a word.

"Reporting to the Emperor! Fusu is no longer able to handle the current state affairs, and the master is now in seclusion, I'm afraid he cannot be disturbed!"

Then can I let you go?

If I come back and stay in seclusion for another three months, I'll be dead!

March after March, when will it end?

Looking at Fusu who kept disturbing him, Ying Zheng began to feel a little unhappy!

Who is the boss and who is the emperor between us?
If I ask you to be the regent, then just do your job and stop complaining here!

"Why, Fusu, are my words no longer effective?"

Faced with Ying Zheng's obviously threatening words, Fusu stiffened his neck, gritted his teeth and refused to give in!

"Father! I am absolutely incapable of handling state affairs! If you continue to let me handle state affairs, Father, you will just throw me into jail! It was fine when Father was in seclusion before, but now that you are out, I really can't handle it!!"

Hearing this, Ying Zheng was so angry that he laughed!
However, Fusu was unusually tough. He raised his head for the first time and looked at Ying Zheng. No one knew where the courage came from.

The two of them just stared at each other, neither of them willing to admit defeat.

Seeing this scene, the numerous Black Ice Platform guards and Iron Eagle Swordsmen in the distance were suddenly speechless!
What's wrong with this era? Why don't emperors want to be emperors anymore? "I still think you can continue to stick to this matter. After all, as the eldest son of the Qin Dynasty, you have to learn how to handle government affairs." Ying Zheng tried to persuade Fusu.

"I have learned almost all the government affairs, and I feel that it is enough. Besides, I have never said that I want to be an emperor. Now I think it would be a great thing to follow a master and practice Taoism in leisurely ways." Fusu did not give in.

"What's going on? Are my words no longer effective? If I ask you to be in charge, then you should serve me well!" There was a hint of anger in Ying Zheng's voice.

"I don't care, father. I can't go on. You can let whoever you want go. I think Hu Hai, Jiang Lu and the others are all good. Brother Ziying and Gao are both good." Fusu's attitude was also very firm.

At the dinner table, Ying Zheng and Fusu stared at each other, shirking responsibility, neither of them being able to do anything to the other.

Especially Fusu, who had been suffering for three months and finally saw the day when Ying Zheng came out again. However, how could he be asked to correct the scrolls again?
That is impossible!

He also wants to practice, he also wants to live forever!
What kind of emperor or king is it, can they live forever and comfortably?
If Fusu had not seen Yang Ling Changsheng before, he would definitely choose to be a positive, hardworking and diligent king.

But now, everything has changed.

Looking at Fusu who kept refuting, Ying Zheng seemed to experience again the feeling of disobedience when he was teaching Fusu.

Looking at Fusu who was eating with his head down without raising it, Ying Zheng spoke with a cold face.

"You don't want to get involved in state affairs? Well, then I will give you another task. How about building the imperial mausoleum?" There was a hint of amusement in Ying Zheng's words.

"I heard that the construction of the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit is progressing slowly, and the craftsmen seem to be quite slack. I'm sure with you, the eldest son of the Great Qin, present, they will not dare to be negligent anymore." He continued, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.

Fusu's eyes were filled with astonishment when he heard this. Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit?

build?

He stared at Ying Zheng blankly, speechless for a moment.

"I just don't want to inherit the throne, but why would you ask me to build the Terracotta Warriors? What's the logic behind this?"

Fusu muttered to himself and looked at Ying Zheng with an unpleasant expression.

The latter, on the other hand, looked relaxed and contented, picking up food with a nonchalant expression.

As the emperor of the Qin Dynasty, can't he do anything to his own son?
Fusu felt mixed emotions, and the maids around him were trembling and dared not even breathe.

They were secretly wondering: Prince Fusu was actually contradicting His Majesty? And wasn't His Majesty rumored to be seriously injured and dying? What was going on now? His face was ruddy, his breathing was deep, and even his originally gray hair had turned black again?

Wasn’t Prince Fusu the one who listened to Your Majesty the most in the past?

What's going on now? Why are you still against His Majesty? And you're even unwilling to inherit the throne?
This logic is really confusing.

The maids were full of doubts, but they didn't dare to ask too much. They could only carefully carry the plates and serve the food.

The news that Ying Zheng was safe and sound was not concealed for long and soon spread throughout Xianyang City.

"What did you say? His Majesty came out? And he's intact?"

In the residence of the Minister of the Imperial Chariots, Yang Gao was shaking with excitement as he looked at the young eunuch who came to report.

"Is this serious? Do you know how important this matter is?" Hu Hai next to him also stood up excitedly.

In the past three months, he has been tortured by Fusu's administration. If Ying Zheng really died at this time, the consequences would be disastrous.

Now Fusu has demonstrated his ability and confidence on the throne. If Ying Zheng dies at this time, the throne of the Qin emperor will have nothing to do with him.

Now the only person who can bring hope to Hu Hai is Ying Zheng, but the key is that no one can enter where Ying Zheng is, even he, as Ying Zheng’s most beloved youngest son, cannot find out any news.

Now, suddenly hearing the news that Ying Zheng was still alive and had come out, Hu Hai's excitement was beyond words.

He stepped forward, grabbed the young eunuch by the collar and lifted him up, his tone extremely excited.

"Are you sure what you said is true?!" The young eunuch nodded excitedly.

"Your Highness, it is absolutely true! I saw with my own eyes that His Majesty came out of the house and was having a meal. I am willing to guarantee with my head that all this is absolutely true news!"

After hearing the news, Hu Hai laughed excitedly: "God has mercy on me, and will not kill me!"

Yang Gao next to him was shaking with excitement.

Your Majesty is not dead!

This is absolutely great news for them!
Now he has been tied to the same chariot with Hu Hai. He was almost unable to breathe due to the pressure from Fusu in the past few days, but now he seems to have seen the dawn of hope again!
"Your Highness, this is an unprecedented great opportunity! We need to go there quickly!" Yang Gao said anxiously.

"Master, you are right. We need to go quickly!" Hu Hai couldn't wait to agree. He shook his hand and took out a piece of gold and threw it on the eunuch's face as a reward, then walked towards the palace with a big laugh.

Not only Hu Hai and Yang Gao, at this moment many high-ranking officials and important princes in Xianyang City received the news that Ying Zheng was still alive!
They were all overjoyed, and without saying a word they dressed neatly and anxiously came to the palace to kowtow.

Your Majesty is still alive!

This is absolutely great news that has never been seen before!
However, many people who originally supported Fusu began to worry.

After all, after Ying Zheng came back to life, the position of Fusu, the next King of Qin II, which was almost certain to be confirmed, began to shake again.

……

In the huge palace, Yang Gao knelt on the ground, hugged Ying Zheng's thighs and cried loudly.

When he first saw the young eunuch coming back to report, he was a little worried and uncertain.

After all, it has been so many days, who knows what happened to Ying Zheng?

If he was just holding on, it would actually be no different from just dying. Fusu would still be the second generation King of Qin, and he would still inevitably die in the end.

However, when he actually arrived at the palace and saw Ying Zheng sitting there, he became completely excited!

How can this be a bad condition?

The condition is really good!

The originally white hair disappeared, the originally hunched back straightened again, and even the wrinkles on the body disappeared!
The original aura of old age and near death on his body completely disappeared!

Looking at Ying Zheng sitting there, even if you told Yang Gao that he was ten years younger, he would not refute!

He hugged Ying Zheng's trouser legs with tears and snot, and Ying Zheng's attitude towards Yang Gao was quite good.

After all, he was a subordinate who had accompanied him for decades. Seeing him so excited because of his release, Ying Zheng felt quite happy.

Although Yang Gao's methods were a bit disgusting, Ying Zheng still let him go.

On the other side, Hu Hai was also looking at Ying Zheng who was sitting there, his expression excited to the extreme!
Father is really fine! He is really fine! (End of this chapter)