Great Qin had a prosperous age

Chapter 417 The First Emperor dies! (Please give me a monthly recommendation ticket!)

When Ying Zheng saw these two grandchildren who were almost as tall as him, a long-lost smile appeared on his lips, but this smile still had a sickly look and was slightly bitter.

Ying Zheng smiled and said:

"I heard that you have entered the Imperial Academy."

"Your Majesty has taken note of it. My two brothers entered the imperial college last year and have now left the palace to live."

Ying Zheng looked at Yao, some words came to his lips, and he didn't know where to start.

Yao is very similar to a person, his uncle Wang Wu, who was the minister of state, which made Ying Zheng quickly think of Wang Wan again.

Ying Zheng suddenly showed a sad look on his face.He was really negligent in some places.For example, he never took Yao to ride a horse and shoot arrows.

There are many regrets in this life.

But at this time, it is useless to regret.

At this time, Ying Zheng was attracted by a pair of eyes, which resembled himself.

This is, the child next to Yao is called brother by Yao. Obviously he is also his grandson, but Ying Zheng can't even remember his name.

Ying Zheng looked at this young man condescendingly. His face was resolute, showing the forbearance and persistence that Ying Zheng had when he was young.

"What's your name?"

The second young master's face changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down and said respectfully to Ying Zheng:
"Reporting to Your Majesty, my name is Hui."

Ying Zheng stroked his beard and stood in the wind, looking like he was in his twilight years.

Rapid aging, this is Ying Zheng after his return to glory.

Ying Zheng's pale hair was swaying in the wind, and his formerly tall and tall body looked like a dead tree.

"晣, Zhao Mingye."

Ying Zheng muttered.

In this way, he remembered that this child was born to the wife of Qi State.

Young Master Hui nodded.

Ying Zheng thought about whether to change the child's name to "Hu", which had the best meaning, but the name was not very elegant.

Ying Zheng looked at the two brothers again. The future of the empire should lie with Yao.

Ying Zheng fixed his gaze on Yao and warned sternly:
"As the eldest son of the Crown Prince, you will have to fight against an entire empire in the future. Studying and cultivating one's moral character are important matters. In your spare time, you must read more of Han Fei's works and be diligent."

Ying Zheng's stern instructions were like a cauldron pressing on his shoulders for Yao.

Yao Bi responded respectfully:

"I would like to follow His Majesty's instructions."

Ying Zheng sighed, and then said seriously:
"Please step aside, I want to be alone for a while."

The two teenagers looked at each other and then said in unison that Wei Wei retreated.

The two young men retreated together, leaving Ying Zheng alone to enter Gaoquan Palace as the sun set. This was the place where he and his mother saw each other for the last time.

When the Empress Dowager Zhao passed away, Ying Zheng did not come over to see her body, but only ordered her to be buried according to the regulations.

So, when Ying Zheng walked into the main hall, she saw her mother's pale and thin face from a distance.

Ying Zheng felt a sharp pain in his heart.

In this life, he got everything except love.

After Yingzheng circled the palace, he ordered for the second time that all the relics of the Queen Mother Zhao should be burned, and the palace should be sealed forever.

When Ying Zheng returned to the palace, he received news that Meng Tian and Li Xin had both returned.

But Ying Zheng only summoned Meng Tian.

Li Xinhou was outside the palace, with a bright moon on his body and a gloomy face.

I heard that His Majesty is in critical condition, but he has become more energetic in the past few days and has finished all the previous memorials.

Li Xin wondered what he should say when he saw Ying Zheng later, whether it was to ask about illness or...

In the hall, Meng Tian stood alone in front of Ying Zheng.

Meng Tian's snow-white hair shines brightly in the bright candlelight, and the wrinkles on Meng Tian's face silently tell of the bitter cold in the frontier.

He is already a veteran of Youyan, with a majestic aura.

Meng Tian is also old.

When Meng Tian saw Ying Zheng, the gravel on his body shone slightly under the candlelight. He had been traveling all the way and had not rested.

Ying Zheng was a little annoyed. He originally planned to review the memorial, but he found that the small seal characters were moving around on the memorial slips, and there were many words that Ying Zheng could not remember in a daze.

Ying Zheng put down his pen and bluntly stated that Meng Tian was not allowed to salute, and then gave Meng Tian a seat.

Meng Tian didn't dare to refuse, so he naturally sat down. But when a tough man also has tender feelings, Meng Tian was naturally in tears at this time.

Ying Zheng leaned on the seat, barely supporting himself.

"Meng Tian, ​​you are the important weapon of the empire, and the second will rely on you in the future."

Meng Tian bowed:

"Your Majesty, don't worry. I will do my best to assist you."

"The only thing I'm worried about is the household registration matter. I want you to assist the second generation in abolishing this system at any cost."

"I will live up to your Majesty's trust."

Speaking of this, Ying Zheng changed the subject.

"As the general, you expelled the Xiongnu, and you have great prestige in the army. Half of our thousands of troops are in your hands."

Meng Tian was very alert. When he heard this, he immediately lowered his head and said:

"Your Majesty, 50 troops and horses are only at the command of Your Majesty. I am only leading the troops under orders. I will never forget my status as a minister."

"Fusu will definitely rely on you more for state affairs in the future."

This is what Ying Zheng is most worried about. The Meng family is now at the top of the court. If he and Fusu disagree, who should listen to whom?
Ying Zheng's tone is leisurely, but Meng Tian has served Ying Zheng for many years after all, at this time, every word Ying Zheng said has a special meaning.

Now at this time, if he makes the slightest mistake, his Meng clan may become the burial companion of the empire.

Meng Tian responded tremblingly:

"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I will abide by my duties as a minister. No matter what the situation, I will only be loyal to the master of the empire and will never do anything to embarrass the emperor."

Only then did Ying Zheng feel relieved.

"So good."

"I'm tired, you step back."

In fact, Meng Tian had something else to say, the generals have complained a lot these years, especially for a meritorious general like Li Xin, he is not satisfied with the present rewards.

The abolition of the military merit system actually only solved the problem of the old Qin people and the common people of the world. Many of the empire's generals did not follow Ying Zheng's thinking.

But seeing that Ying Zheng's eyelids drooped and he put his head on his fist again, he was very tired, so Meng Tian had no choice but to leave.

After Meng Tian left, Ying Zheng dreamed of his childhood when he was half asleep. At that time, he was in the Kingdom of Zhao, and he and Yan Dan were fighting in the stables of King Zhao's palace.

The scene suddenly changed, and it was his mother Zhao Ji who had prepared a meal in her residence in Handan City and was waiting for him to return.

Another turn is Xianyang Palace, the unfathomable Xianyang Palace.

A seriously ill father, a promiscuous mother, the powerful minister Lu Buwei, Lord Changping, the rebellious minister Lao Ai...

Ying Zheng felt a tightness in his chest and suddenly woke up, but found that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Yongwu is still waiting outside the palace."

Ying Zheng didn't know that his dream lasted less than a quarter of an hour.

However, Ying Zheng felt as if he was in another world. Everything in front of him began to slowly turn yellow, and the sounds around him began to slowly become smaller...

"Xuan...Prince."

After saying this, Ying Zheng fell into a drowsy sleep.

This sleep lasts forever.

Yu Yang stayed in the palace. He watched helplessly as Ying Zheng took his last breath. He was a little scared. This was a normal reaction for people when facing death. Yu Yang was filled with fear, but then he reached out to explore. Ying Zheng breathed.

When he realized that there was no breath left, Yu Yang's heart suddenly stopped beating, and then tears burst into his eyes.

"Your Majesty is dead!"

Outside the hall, the cold moon was like frost, draped on Li Xin's shoulders. He was waiting anxiously, but he heard a long sound suddenly coming from the hall.

Then, mourning bells sounded throughout the palace.

Not long after Meng Tian's carriage walked out of the palace gate, he heard the sound of mourning bells coming from the city wall.

Meng Tian's heart shrank suddenly. He sat on the carriage, his heart was full of sorrow and vicissitudes, and two lines of hot tears poured out of his scarlet eyes.

Tears were streaming down his face, and people outside the car were also shocked.

The master of this empire is like a god to most people in Xianyang City.

At the right time in life, some people see great people who have amazed their lives. When faced with the death of such a great person, everyone feels the same.

Grief permeated the city of Xianyang.

　Your Majesty, go all the way!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)