"Young Master, it has been verified. The news of Your Majesty's death the day before yesterday is true!" Zhao Ling was wearing a black long gown and practicing sword in the yard. An old man with white hair and beard hurried into the yard, his eyes full of excitement. "It's actually true!" Zhao Ling frowned, still a little unbelievable. This year marks the 35th year of the First Emperor. A month ago, Qin Shihuang burned books and buried scholars, and Fusu wrote a letter to persuade him, and was demoted to the county. Qin Shihuang should have been on the Eastern Tour after his death two years. Zhao Ling traveled through time to become the second son of Ying Zheng, and there was no name on the history books. If it weren't for traveling through time, he would probably be executed by Hu Hai two years later. He didn't want to stay in Xianyang and wait for death, so he acted stupid and demented in front of the world when he was young, and did not learn literature or practice martial arts. He could not write at the age of thirteen, and was weak and could not even ride a horse. This is also It makes his presence seem extremely low. Qin Shihuang had already placed the future of Qin on Fusu. Seeing Zhao Ling so mediocre and incompetent, he was annoyed in his eyes. Zhao Ling said that he wanted to be a county magistrate in Sanchuan County and had some experience, so Qin Shihuang agreed directly. Wei Liao, who was scrambling in the court, also sent him to assist him. Over the years, Zhao Ling has secretly developed his own strength in Sanchuan County, and used some inventions from later generations to create rare things such as glazed fine salt bricks and tiles, and earned unknown amounts from the nobles of the six countries.
He also recruited talented people and strangers as his guests, and was very popular with good meat and wine. He also ordered people to build ships to go to sea to find some crops that were only available in later generations to try to cultivate, which greatly improved the grain harvest in Sanchuan County. In the end, he even made the gunpowder cannon. As for the situation in Sanchuan County, Zhao Ling also blocked the news through various methods. The spys who came were either bribed or buried. Even Ying Zheng almost forgot his stupid second son, let alone the ministers in Xianyang. Zhao Ling originally thought that after Ying Zheng passed away, he would not have to wait for others. He led his troops to attack Xianyang directly. In Xianyang City, his uncle, General Wang Li, cooperated with him inside and outside, and it would be easy to defeat Zhao Gao and Li Si and others! If Fusu is forced to death, who will be the emperor if his second son doesn’t become the emperor? Could it be that we watched the Great Qin Empire be controlled by the eunuch Zhao Gao? Zhao Ling had no sadness on his face, and he put away his swordsman, turned his head and asked the white-clothed swordsman beside him: "Mr. Gai, how many people are there in the death camp that I have trained for you?" Gai Nie opened his face coldly: "The death row camp is now trained by Han Xin, and there should be more than 10,000 people." Hearing more than ten thousand people, Zhao Ling nodded with satisfaction. This death camp is his suicide squad and his elite troops. A group of people who should have died, Zhao Ling not only exempted them from death and prison, but also made the promise of following the dragon and let Gai Nie teach them martial arts. How could they not fight desperately? Zhao Ling asked the old man again: "Prime Minister Wei, if I will return to Xianyang Palace tomorrow, will all military supplies such as Horse Army A be prepared?" This old man was Wei Liao, a famous military strategist and politician in the Qin Dynasty. He was originally appreciated by Ying Zheng, but he was superstitious about divination and believed that Ying Zheng was strong and could be humble and sincere when he had something to ask for. Once offended, he would become extremely cruel, so he had long wanted to escape from Xianyang. . When he saw Zhao Ling, he felt happy because of Zhao Ling's face. After discussing some military tactics with Zhao Ling, he admired Zhao Ling very much and was determined to be loyal to him. The First Emperor ordered Zhao Ling to be the governor of Sanchuan County. When asked who was willing to assist the minister in the court, he was naturally the first to stand up. When Wei Liao heard Zhao Ling calling himself I, he called him Prime Minister Wei again. His wrinkled face was full of smiles and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, everything is ready, and the 100,000 soldiers in Sanchuan County are willing to Escort Your Majesty back to the palace.” "All five thousand war horses are covered with armor, and the armor of 100,000 soldiers is also fully built."
"Mr. Gongshu has built three thousand thunder guns and 100,000 steel bead bullets, which is completely enough." "There are a few red cannons, only one hundred, but there are three thousand shells." "The food stored is enough for 100,000 soldiers to eat for a month." Wei Liao said clearly beside him, and the more he spoke, the more excited he became. He stayed with Zhao Ling for five years. During these five years, Sanchuan County was like a fairyland on earth under Zhao Ling's management. The original deep mountains and old forests were reclaimed, and flat and clean roads could be seen everywhere. The people of Sanchuan County have several acres of fertile land and more than ten livestock. They still have a lot of extra money every year, and they even live in solid brick and tile houses. Compared with the people of other counties and counties in Daqin, the people of Sanchuan County live a life like a god. As long as Fusu dies, Zhao Ling does not need to summon troops at all. As the second son, he inherits the rightly speaking, with his order, the men in Sanchuan County are willing to fight for him, and not just the 100,000 soldiers as Wei Liao said? If such a person becomes emperor, that is the welfare of the people of the world. "Prime Minister Wei, Fei Ge, sent a letter and ordered Meng Tian to escort Fusu Young Master to Sanchuan County. Tomorrow, the news that Fusu Young Master was sentenced to death and committed suicide spread throughout Xianyang." "I ordered Han Xin to be the general. At the next day, the entire army will be set off. At the hour of You, the city will be surrounded by fireworks. At that time, someone will open the city gate and there will be no need to attack the city." "Take ten red cannons, shoot a few shots outside the city gate, just make some noises to scare the people in the city. Don't break the city wall, otherwise I will have to spend money to repair it." The reason why Zhao Ling prepared so much was not just to solve Zhao Gao and Hu Hai and seize the throne. Once Qin Shihuang died, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang, various schools of thought, and the remnants of the six kingdoms would take action. When he becomes emperor, these people will either be honest as his subjects, and they can still protect them from food and clothing. As long as they dare to rebel, they will feel the crushing of technology from later generations. Zhao Ling ordered Wei Liao and turned his head to ask Gai Nie: "Mr. Gai, do you dare to follow my army first to advance to Xianyang to explore?" Gai Nie raised his eyelids: "Why don't you dare?" Wei Liao was shocked when he heard this and quickly advised: "Why did Your Majesty take risks? Isn't it safer to lead a large army to attack Xianyang tomorrow? Isn't it safer to go to the city early? If you meet an assassin..." Zhao Ling waved his hand slightly and interrupted Wei Liao's words: "Prime Minister Wei, the soldiers of Xianyang City are also my soldiers. If they can be soldier without bloodshed, it is of course the best. Mr. Gai is by my side, so what assassin can approach me?" Wei Liao burst into tears, knelt on the ground and shouted, "Your Majesty is kind!" Zhao Ling really doesn't care whether he is kind or not. It's just that there are too many people he has planted in Xianyang City, and it's easy to hurt his own people if he fights. Wei Liao knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and when he looked up, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he advised him: "Your Majesty, Young Master Fusu must not be kept!" "The Prime Minister doesn't have to say much! Just take the order! I want Fusu to live." Zhao Ling held a long sword in his hand and ordered Wei Liao to Gai Nie, "Mr. Gai, follow me into the city and meet the traitors in the court for a while. people!" ... Xianyang Palace, in the secret room of the First Emperor's bedroom. The First Emperor Ying Zheng was wearing a black casual dress. His eyes were covered with blood, but his voice was still majestic and heavy: "Zhang Han, Zhao Gao and Li Sike passed my order to Shangjun?" Zhang Han was wearing black armor, half kneeled on the ground, lowered his head and fisted, saying, "Report to Your Majesty, the CRRC Mansion Order and the Left Prime Minister had summoned Your Majesty to Shangjun three days ago." Ying Zheng nodded when he heard this and smiled with satisfaction: "I want to see what kind of achievements Fusu can do if he becomes emperor."
A month ago, Ying Zheng burned books and buried scholars because his doctor Xia Wuqi found out that he had been infected with elixirs and verified that the so-called elixir is poison. Most of the people killed in that pit were deceived, and there were also those who Confucians who wanted to control Fusu. Xia Wuqi has not found a way to cure elixirs until today. It is inferred that Ying Zheng has a lifespan of up to three years. In addition to testing Fusu's ability to govern the country, he also wanted to see what would happen if he died, the nobles of the six countries and the hundreds of schools in the court would react. If these people dare to show a trace of rebellion or want to control Fusu, then Ying Zheng would not mind killing him before he died, with millions of corpses and bleeding thousands of miles away. In three years, Ying Zheng wants to eliminate all future troubles for Fusu!
