The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 13 The King's health is getting worse and worse, and he won't live for many days
The plate hit Han Ming, then fell to the ground and broke into six pieces.

The oranges rolled around on the ground, running around.

"Since Master Chengjiao left, the king has asked his concubine to sleep with him every day, day and night. I asked the king to take care of his body, but the king refused to listen. I really have no other choice!"

Qin Zhu also knew that he was in the wrong, so he snorted coldly and did not pursue the matter any further.

"Qian'er said he was assassinated. What happened?"

The words were accompanied by murderous intent, which came out of nowhere and the temperature in the room seemed to drop by three points.

Han Ming bent his waist a little more and told the truth about what happened in Hangu Pass and what he saw and heard while driving the royal carriage. Even the conversation with the two princes was almost flawless.

Ying Chengjiao spoke for less than a quarter of an hour, but Han Ming spoke for almost half an hour.

Qin Zhushen's expression relaxed and he let out a breath, like a tiger yawning before hunting.

He laughed out loud.

"No wonder this guy runs so fast."

Han Ming also relaxed and thought to himself.

[This kind of amusing behavior can only be done by Master Chengjiao. If it were someone else, it would be a capital crime of deceiving the emperor.]
"Your Majesty, do you want to bring back Prince Cheng Jiao?"

Qin Wangzhu waved his hand.

"No need. If Zichu can't even handle this, what kind of country is he going to govern?

"Where's the kid he gave birth to in Zhao? Bring him in so I can see him."

Han Ming responded with "Yes", but did not move. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to remind the king.

“Your Majesty, I just said too much and I may have missed something.

"Prince Chengjiao used the Tiger Seal of Hangu Pass to privately summon 500 cavalrymen.

"The news has not yet reached Xianyang, but it will eventually reach us..."

Qin Wangzhu seemed not to hear it.

"I asked you to go and call someone, why haven't you gone yet?"

"……only."

Ying Zheng was in great pain. It was no exaggeration to say that he felt every day was like a year.

The younger brother broke open the palace gate and forced his way in.

He didn't dare to follow suit and rush in, so he could only stay outside the palace alone.

He gritted his teeth, puffed out his chest, held his head high, stared with his eyes, and even his breathing slowed down.

I was afraid that if I let out this breath, I would collapse.

I tried my best to help him, and he accepted it. However, he could not rely on me completely, and he had to be self-reliant!

He wants revenge on Zhao State!
He stood there for an unknown amount of time. His legs, neck, and eyes were all sore.

Stand there until the palace maids come out, stand there until two extremely beautiful women walk out of the palace gate with their heads held high.

There were quite a lot of people looking at him, but no one paid any attention to him.

He didn't know how long he would have to stand there.

But the only thing he could do now was to stand there, like a straight pine tree that could not be bent by wind and snow.

Let me know when I come out.

Although his brother behaved badly in the front hall, he was definitely not someone who would willingly bow down to others!
With a pair of wings, you can transform from a Kun into a Peng and soar up to 90,000 miles.

In the future I will be like a cloud hanging from the sky to protect my brother.

"Brother."

After an unknown amount of time, the younger brother rashly ran out of the palace, put his hands on Ying Zheng's shoulders, tilted his neck, and carefully pointed out the key points to his elder brother.

"This is Qin, not Zhao, and I am here.

"When you meet the Grandfather, don't be afraid. When the Grandfather asks you questions, show all your talents and don't hide your shortcomings.

"I'll go track down the mastermind. After you meet with Grandfather, let Han Ming..."

Remembering that his brother didn't know the name of the governor, he immediately changed his words.

"Chefu Ling, have Chefu Ling send someone to take you to me. I will take care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation."

Ying Zheng nodded vigorously.

My brother ran away and I don’t know where he went.

Perhaps it was because he saw that Master Chengjiao treated him very well, or perhaps it was just his illusion.

He felt that the eunuchs who were blocking the way and the palace maids who were pouring out were looking at him more often.

And with flattery and fawning...

The Minister of the Chariots was called in and he was still standing.

But this time, when he was standing, he felt much more relaxed, had hope, and his heart beat faster.

He is going to meet the King of Qin.

The most powerful king in the world. This stop took more than half an hour.

By the time he was brought into the palace and stood before the King of Qin, his legs were so sore that they were shaking.

He wanted to lower his head, but his heart told him that he could not look the King of Qin in the face.

This was disrespectful, his mother had taught him.

But his brother's words lingered in his ears, telling him not to be afraid.

He chose to listen to his brother, so he raised his head and forced himself to look at the most powerful king in the world.

The hair is gray, thinning and lifeless.

His face looks old, with wrinkles on his forehead and corners of his eyes.

Although he was just an ordinary old man, Ying Zheng felt so oppressed that he had difficulty breathing when standing in front of this old man.

He pinched the inside of his thigh hard, using the severe pain to resist the invisible, intangible, but overwhelming pressure.

"Are you Zichu's son?"

"Yes!"

"how old are you?"

"Nine years old!"

Ying Zheng almost shouted every question he asked.

He couldn't speak without shouting.

"what is it call?"

"Ying Zheng!"

"Politics..."

Qin Wangzhu's face darkened and immediately became gloomy, and he slammed the table!

Bang~!

The nine-year-old boy felt like the sky had fallen.

Unprecedented pressure was pouring in, and the sky was about to fall on his head!
He didn't know what went wrong, but he believed in his brother and believed that the King of Qin would not do anything bad to him!

So he felt like he was trembling, bit his tongue, and his whole body was soaked with sweat, but he still didn't say a word to apologize.

Qin Wangzhu stood up, and his silk crown fluttered in the air.

Ying Zheng's eyes went dark, as if night had fallen.

"Zheng! What a good name! How wonderful!"

King Qin Zhu shouted loudly and waved his hand violently, and the black bird embroidered on his crown seemed to come alive.

Its eyes are fierce and it stretches its neck and lets out a long cry.

"This guy is really good at naming! He named it very well!"

The Council Palace is one of the palaces in the Zhangtai Palace complex.

In the front hall of the Council Palace, Qin Zichu was kneeling on the seat.

There was a small table one foot high in front of him.

Opposite the small desk was the Prime Minister's Chief Secretary - Lu Buwei.

Lü Buwei first described his experience and then said:

"The assassins are clearly trying to kill the mother and son, but they are actually trying to kill the master. If this matter is not handled properly, the position of the crown prince will be lost. I have long told the master not to welcome the mother and son back to Qin. They will only bring disaster to the master. Why didn't the master listen?"

Qin Zichu let out a long sigh.

"I know that, too. But the king has personally given the order, how can I refuse? Now that things have come to this, is there anything else you can teach me, sir?"

Lu Buwei held it in for a long time before he uttered a word.

"My Lord, do not forget that Qin and Zhao are mortal enemies."

Qin Zichu grabbed Lu Buwei's hand.

“Don’t be angry, sir.

"It is a fact that mother and son went to Qin. Although my marriage with Ji Yaotiao was a temporary measure, there is no love between husband and wife. But if I ignore them now, wouldn't that be too heartless and ungrateful? If I am so cold to my own wife and son, how can others join me?

"Lin Xiangru was ill in bed, and his death was approaching. The Lin family was about to collapse, and he urgently needed help. I used Ji Yaotiao as an inducement, and asked Lin Xiangru to help me consolidate my position as the crown prince, and promised that after his death, at least one branch of the Lin family's bloodline would continue. Lin Xiangru agreed.

"Zichu doesn't want to displease you, but my power is too weak. If I want to secure my position as the crown prince and the throne, I must seek help from outside forces! I promised you that when I become the King of Qin, I will expel Ji Yaotiao and her son from Qin, and I want you to be my prime minister."

The prince of Qin tightened his hands, leaned forward, and whispered in Lü Buwei's ear in the palace where no one else was,

"I trust you the most, sir. I am only telling you this. Please do not spread it to anyone else, otherwise Zichu will die.

"The king's health is getting worse and worse. He won't live for many days."

　I'm just asking for a reward?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)