The younger brother of the First Emperor

Chapter 167 Prince Chengjiao forces Prince Qin to surrender

Zhang Ling had never treated King Qin Wangzichu before.

In his memory, Prince Chu of Qin had always been in good health, and was in especially good health when he returned from the State of Zhao.

I've never heard of any symptoms, not even the most common wind-cold and internal heat.

His face was always rosy and he was full of energy.

This was Zhang Ling's first time to examine Qin Wang Zichu, and he regarded it as a rare opportunity.

He was sitting at the table, face to face with Prince Chu of Qin, trying his best to breathe steadily and clear his mind.

Once he is favored by Prince Chu of Qin and gains power, he may be able to bring about a new revolution in the Imperial Medical Bureau.

If Lu Buwei, a mere businessman, could become the prime minister, why couldn’t Zhang Ling become the imperial physician?
He apologized to Qin Wang Zichu, and then couldn't wait to put three fingers on Qin Wang Zichu's wrist.

In a moment, his face changed.

South Korea, Xinzheng, King Han’s Palace, Peach Blossom Palace.

Zhao Yong, who went the farthest to Yan State, was the first to set out and was also the first to return.

He stood respectfully in front of Prince Chengjiao, and then recounted in detail what he had seen and heard in Yan State.

Seeing the undisguised joy on Master Chengjiao's face, Zhao Yong, who had lost 6 pounds and 3 ounces of weight along the way, also smiled happily.

It’s great to be back alive, and it’s even better to be able to help you.

The one-eyed imperial physician of Qin was about to bow and leave, but Ji Yaoyao, who had been listening, tried to stop him and said,
"Wait a minute."

Zhao Yong turned slightly, saluted to Ji Yaoyao, and said:
"What are your orders, madam?"

Ji Yaoyao pointed at the chair opposite Ying Chengjiao:

"Would you please sit here and feel my pulse and teach me some medical skills?"

Ying Chengjiao blinked, not understanding what was going on:
"Mother, why should I learn medicine?"

He couldn't figure out why he should study medicine, and he didn't really want to study it.

He had seen so many imperial physicians in the Imperial Medical Bureau, but none of them could cure his grandfather's illness.

The imperial physicians of the Qin Dynasty's Imperial Medical Bureau were definitely the best in the world in terms of medical skills.

This incident gave him a somewhat negative impression of Chinese medicine. He believed that the medical skills of the pre-Qin period were not mature and were still in a state of ignorance, and could only treat minor illnesses such as wind-cold and internal heat.

Serious illnesses are not only incurable, they can’t even be diagnosed.

The young man had always suspected that when the imperial physician Li Yue examined his grandfather's pulse, he seemed to be speaking clearly, but in fact he was just guessing.

The young man didn't need to take his grandfather's pulse, as he was able to tell his grandfather's condition later.

If the condition worsens, the root cause is either women or food and drink. Any explanation can be made to fit these two points.

The boy believed that taking the pulse was useful, but he didn't really believe it was that useful.

What diseases can be diagnosed by feeling the pulse? Are the hands of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners like detectors?
Even detectors are divided into categories.

MRI, CT, ultrasound equipment, centrifuge... Can three fingers of traditional Chinese medicine replace these expensive modern medical devices?
When he learned that Li Xi, the father of the imperial physician Li Yue, had sent people to kill Bian Que, the miraculous doctor who was legendary in the previous life.

At that time, he felt like the legend had come into reality. Most of his sense of mystery about traditional Chinese medicine disappeared, and his filter for traditional Chinese medicine was basically shattered.

Ji Yaoyao sighed softly:
“If you had stayed in Korea and stayed with your mother, you wouldn’t have to study medicine.

“But since you are going to travel to the distant Qi State, you must learn medicine.

"When you are away from home, health is the most important thing. All of your retainers are familiar with medical skills, but there are not many skilled doctors among the people."

Ying Chengjiao said "Oh" and obediently handed his wrist to Zhao Yong.

He didn't want to learn, nor did he think he could learn it. He just did this to make his mother feel better.

After all, he had always been skeptical about the most important step in a doctor's diagnosis - taking the pulse.

Zhao Yong placed three fingers on the boy's wrist, feeling it while explaining:
“The left hand controls blood, and the right hand controls qi.

"The more vigorous the blood, the stronger the pulse..."

Zhao Yong could see that Master Chengjiao had no interest in medicine.

If it were someone else, even a noble, he would just do things perfunctorily and would not be eager to teach.

Only Prince Chengjiao, Zhao Yong followed wholeheartedly.

Qin State, Xianyang, Central Palace, Unnamed Side Palace.

Zhang Ling was sweating profusely, with his head lowered and his body trembling, and he did not dare to look up at the king.

Qin Wang Zichu took back his hand and said gently:

"Doctor Zhang, how long can I live?"

Zhang Ling collapsed to the ground, looking like a deflated balloon.

He prostrated himself before the Qin prince Chu and said in a trembling voice:
"Your Majesty...is your holy body in good health..."

Qin Wang Zichu bent down and helped up the still trembling Zhang Ling. He smiled and said in a calm voice:
"If you bully me, you should exterminate my entire clan."

Zhang Ling's face turned pale and looked dead, but his body stopped shaking. Only then did he understand the strange behavior of the imperial physician Li Yue.

The imperial physician's medical skills are indeed very high. He can tell the king's condition just by looking at his face... This thought suddenly popped up in his mind at an inopportune time. He didn't remember Li Yue having treated the king.

Qin Wang Zichu took Zhang Ling's hand and solemnly promised:
"Your wife and your children will be raised by the Qin State."

Zhang Ling was silent for a moment, then he prostrated himself on the ground, knelt down again, and kowtowed again:
“Thank you, Your Majesty.

"Your Majesty's energy consumption is several times greater than that of an ordinary person.

“If ordinary people get this disease and cannot eat nourishing food, their vitality will be quickly depleted and they will not live past the age of twenty.

"Your Majesty is different, you can eat as much as you want.

"If you follow the prescription I prescribed, you can live at least six years."

He was seeking a last chance of survival for himself.

If it is possible not to die, who would want to die?
"Leave the recipe here." Qin Wang Zichu's voice was gentle.

Zhang Ling felt cold all over, without any warmth at all.

He knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, and said with all his might:
"only."

The imperial physician Zhang Ling suddenly fell ill and died in the Qin Palace.

The King of Qin, Prince Chu, was grateful for his contribution and rewarded his family with 500 gold coins and granted his eldest son the right to be exempted from conscription.

Bai's mansion.

The dilapidated courtyard was overgrown with weeds.

Lu Buwei entered the outermost gate of Bai's mansion, but could not enter any door in the Bai's mansion.

He had been standing in the knee-high green grass for two hours.

With a creaking sound, Bai Wuxia, wearing a mask, pushed open the dilapidated wooden door, walked out of the house, and said in a deep voice:
"Please go back, my father will not see you.

"What my father hates most is the Prime Minister of Qin."

Lu Buwei sighed softly and folded his hands:

“The mistakes of the past should not be borne by the future generations.

"I am Lu Buwei, not Fan Ju."

Bai Wuxia remained silent, looking at the extremely polite Lu Buwei for a long time, thinking about what method she could use to persuade Lu Buwei to leave.

If it weren't for her little disciple's sake, she would have kicked Lu Buwei out long ago.

"Get out!" a loud shout came from inside the house.

Lu Buwei suddenly felt a chill all around him! This feeling was even more frightening than being stared at by a tiger while traveling on a mountain road!

But although his body was afraid, his heart was happy.

I'm not afraid of Bai Qi getting angry, I'm just afraid of Bai Qi not reacting.

He clasped his hands again and said loudly:
"Please listen, Mr. Bai."

A sharp sound breaking through the air interrupted Lu Buwei's words.

A sharp arrow flew out from the house, brushed past Lu Buwei's right shoulder, and hit the door with a "thump".

The feathers at the end of the arrow were trembling, and there was blood on the tip!
All the hairs on Lu Buwei's body stood up. The feeling of being on the verge of life and death was definitely not a pleasant one.

If the arrow had been a few inches to the left, it would have pierced his heart.

He was the prime minister of Qin, the most powerful prime minister in the world, and yet he would die in this dilapidated Bai family residence!

Lu Buwei covered his heart with his hands, his back soaked with cold sweat.

Since he came to power, he really hasn't felt this dying feeling for a long time...

"Xiang Bang, hurry up and leave." Bai Wuxia reminded him, "If you stay here any longer, Grandfather will really kill you."

Lu Buwei didn't believe it at first.

He didn't believe that anyone would dare to kill him so blatantly in Xianyang.

The second thing he thought of was that it was Bai Qi who shot the arrow just now, and he actually began to believe it a little.

Bai Qi was once granted the title of Lord Wu'an, which was a title given to him by the State of Qin.

Bai Qi also had another nickname in the world, which was given to him by the princes and countries: "Man-Butcher".

Killing millions of people is unprecedented in history.

No matter what you doubt Bai Qi about, don't doubt whether he dares to kill anyone.

What would be the consequences if Bai Qi killed him?

Lu Buwei thought as quickly as possible, then bowed slightly to Bai Wuxia and left the Bai mansion.

There will be no consequences. Since the king has released Bai Qi, he will not kill Bai Qi.

When Lu Buwei was alive, he was the prime minister of Qin.

The dead Lu Buwei was nothing without damaging the dignity of King Zichu of Qin.

It was only after leaving the gate of the Bai family's mansion that Lu Buwei felt the pain in his right shoulder.

He tilted his head and saw a bright red patch there, which reflected the bloodshot in his eyes.

Biao Gong buried corpses to cultivate fields, Wang Ling used cannibalism to fight...the generals of the Tiger and Wolf Countries were so cruel.

How could Bai Qi, the undisputed leader of military generals who was able to suppress such brutal people as Bie Gong and Wang Ling, be a good person?

Only violence can be fought with violence.

Bai Qi was the most brutal general, no doubt about it.

Covering the bloody shoulder, Lu Buwei got into the carriage with a gloomy face, feeling full of frustration.

He was confident in his words.

But no matter how misleading the words are, it will be useless if Bai Qi doesn't listen.

When a civil official meets a military general, he cannot explain his reason clearly.

Lu Buwei took a deep breath and began to think about how to remedy the situation.

He had not figured out a solution until the carriage took him back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He felt that Bai Qi would really kill people.

Lu Buwei really couldn't adapt to this approach of doing things directly without negotiation.

He somewhat understood why Fan Ju suggested killing Bai Qi.

It is better for a general who is impossible to communicate with and will kill at any time to die.

An hour later.

The Central Palace, the Council Hall.

The attendant Ying Bai informed the Qin prince Chu that Lü Buwei had gone to the Bai family's residence and escaped with injuries.

Prince Chu of Qin immediately stood up and wanted to check on Lu Buwei's injuries.

He took a step forward, then stepped back and sat down again.

It was not appropriate for him to show up at this time, and he should not break the tacit understanding with Lu Buwei.

As long as the window paper between the monarch and his subjects is not broken, they can still get by.

"You are really out of your mind!" Qin Prince Chu said angrily, "Even King Zhaoxiang couldn't force Bai Qi to obey you, so how could he be manipulated by you?"

After a long while, Prince Qin heaved a long sigh and rubbed his swollen brows:
"Zongshi, you will definitely not be able to persuade me.

"Junwu, you can't persuade Bai Qi. It's meaningless to persuade the four dukes.

"As soon as Bai Qi shows up, the four dukes will immediately turn against us.

"At the imperial court, perhaps you can pull another one from among the Nine Ministers." "As for the foreign relatives, the Chu clan will follow you, but the Zhao clan will not follow you."

“No matter how generous Yao Tiao is, she will not help Cheng Jiao expand his power and suppress Zheng Er.

"Xianyang is so small. Bu Wei, there is no one you can win over..."

The attendant Ying Bai listened quietly.

After Qin Wang Zichu finished talking to himself, she whispered:

"Your Majesty, have you ever thought about why the Second Prince wanted Zheng to build a canal?"

Qin Wang Zichu looked at her in surprise and said with a smile:

"Why, have you also been bewitched by that brat? When did it happen?"

Ying Bai knelt on the ground with a plop, his head hitting the ground, and said firmly:
"The eunuchs are only loyal to the king!"

Prince Chu of Qin hurriedly helped Ying Bai up and personally brushed off the dust on Ying Bai's knees.

He took out a handkerchief and wiped Ying Bai's forehead while saying angrily:
"I was just joking, why are you reacting so strongly? How can you not take care of your body?

"If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

Ying Bai was worried and did not dare to trouble the king, so he wanted to stop Prince Chu of Qin.

Prince Chu of Qin gave him a stern look, and Ying Bai just let it go without reacting.

Qin Wang Zichu wiped Ying Bai clean and told him to go to the Imperial Medical Bureau to get medicine for injuries. Then he sat down again and said:

"Bai, finish what you just said."

Ying Bai bowed slightly and said:
"I just can't understand why the Second Young Master has always been in Qin's favor. Why would he insist on... insist on..."

Qin Wang Zichu smiled slightly and waved his hand, not making things difficult for his confidant:
"You want to say the end of Qin, right?"

Ying Bai bowed his head:

"Bai dare not."

Qin Wang Zichu smiled and fell into deep thought for who knows how many times.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this problem, but he has thought about it countless times.

But every time... there is no answer and I can't figure it out at all.

The consequences of letting Zheng Guo control the flood were too serious, so serious that he could not accept it.

The Qin emperors of all generations gave up everything to build the great Qin that dominated the world. How could we let it perish in his hands?

And he doesn't have much time left.

Now he just wanted to recuperate for a few years, store troops and grain, and then fight a war to pacify the world and achieve unprecedented achievements, and die as an emperor.

It took Zheng State at least ten years to control the floods.

He would die before the flood was completely cured, and he would still not be the only king of the world when he died.

He did not want.

If he wanted to agree to Zheng's flood control, there was only one possibility.

If there is a severe drought or flood in Guanzhong to the point where it has to be treated, people will not be able to survive and crops will not be able to be grown without it.

The neighboring states of Zhao and Chu also suffered from natural disasters and man-made calamities and were unable to fight foreign wars.

Only in this way would he choose to let Zheng State control the water.

This is the background of Zheng State's water control in history.

Guanzhong suffered a century-long drought, and so did Zhao State, with starving people everywhere.

After the death of the King of Chu, the State of Chu fell into civil strife and internal strife.

Korea.

In front of the Zhang family’s mansion, a four-horse carriage carrying Ying Chengjiao stopped.

Inside the carriage, Ying Chengjiao had already remembered the background of Zheng State's flood control by reviewing what he had learned in his previous life and verifying it with historical records in this life.

But he couldn't replicate it.

Historically, it was three years later that Zheng State began to control floods.

Even if he could catalyze the conflicts in the State of Chu in advance and let the human disaster come to the State of Chu earlier, he really could not control the natural disasters.

"If only I were Liu Xiu, there wouldn't be so much trouble..." he muttered.

Jumping off the carriage, he walked into Zhang's mansion.

His target today is Zhang Liang.

"You... are Zhang Liang?" Ying Chengjiao looked up and said in surprise.

He remembered that Zhang Liang had a feminine appearance, but this... this... is this really not a girl?
Zhang Liang nodded slightly, his eyes swept over the golden seal hanging on the young man's waist, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He tried to hide his feelings by talking, and said:
"I am Zhang Liang, Zhang Zifang."

Ying Chengjiao scratched his head.

Well, that’s not the point. The point is how to abduct Zhang Liang.

Han Fei didn't want to think about it anymore.

According to his mother's narration, Han Fei was a member of the Korean royal family who completely cared about Korea and was absolutely loyal to it.

As for Zhang Liang... Ying Chengjiao took off the golden seal from his waist, placed it on the table, and said in a displeased tone:

"Aren't you the Minister of Youth? Why don't you become the Minister of Korea?

“I didn’t stay in Korea for long.

“I couldn’t stay long, but the King of Han appointed me as the Prime Minister of Han.

"I am in a position but I cannot manage the affairs of the state. Aren't you harming me?"

Zhang Liang: "..."

The position of Prime Minister has always belonged to the Zhang family.

Now that it was snatched away by the young man in front of him, he, the legitimate heir of the Zhang family, hasn't even gotten angry yet, but the young man in front of him is the first to start accusing him?
At this time, Zhang Liang was just a teenager, far from being as experienced as he was when he assisted Liu Bang.

Planning and strategizing, winning thousands of miles away is still in the future.

Although he was talented, he was young and had little experience. For a moment, he was controlled by Ying Chengjiao, who had the buff of traveling around the world, and he didn't know what to say.

After this contact, Ying Chengjiao had a little understanding of Zhang Liang's character and decided to strike while the iron was hot.

He frowned and said:

"Why don't you say anything? Is this related to the power struggle in South Korea?"

Zhang Liang: "..."

This is the second time he was detained. This is not how people talk in Korea.

Since Shen did not harm the reform and ruled the country with tactics, Han Dynasty was full of political tricks and schemes, and the country was the most scheming in the world.

People with a little bit of status always speak tentatively.

Those who speak out are usually the untouchables, of low status, and unable to keep up with the upper class version of society.

Zhang Liang came from a prominent family and had been influenced by his father since he was a child, so he had never encountered any untouchables.

I don’t know how to respond to Ying Chengjiao’s straightforward words.

Ying Chengjiao frowned:
“Neither this nor that speaks.

"If you hadn't said something just now, I would have thought you really couldn't speak."

Zhang Liang was a little angry.

After all, he was still a teenager, not very cunning, and snorted coldly:
"Old Qin people never talk too much, but you are very good at talking."

"Look, isn't this a good statement?" Ying Chengjiao rolled his eyes, jumped off the chair, and walked out while saying, "I don't want to get involved in your struggle. You can take this seal."

Zhang Liang looked at the young man's receding back, then looked at the seal of the Prime Minister of Korea on the table, which should belong to their family. He was restrained for the third time.

He had learned etiquette since he was a child, but at this moment he had forgotten the most basic etiquette of seeing Master Chengjiao off.

Zhao State, Handan, Zhao Palace.

Zhao Wangdan jumped out of bed, put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom.

Prince Yan of Zhao, who had been waiting outside, patiently saluted his father.

After his father said "hmm" and walked away from him, Prince Yan of Zhao walked slowly in through the crack in the door that his father had opened, then gently closed the palace door and suddenly jumped onto the bed.

Father and son go into battle.

King Dan of Zhao sat with his arms open at the same table with his uncle, Zhao Bao, the Lord of Pingyang. He glanced at the palace where screams continued to circulate, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

Are you too obsessed with Guo Kai?

Pingyang Lord Zhao Bao smiled, seeing his nephew's intention, and said:
"When you get tired of playing, it will be fine.

“There is no food in this world that you will never get tired of eating, and there is no beauty that you will never get tired of playing with.

"Isn't this what the king wants when he repeatedly summons the prince?"

Zhao Wangdan sighed helplessly and said:

"If Qin hadn't taken Yi'er away, there would be no reason for me to worry..."

Zhao Bao also sighed.

Compared with Crown Prince Zhao Yi, Zhao Yan was indeed a little inferior, but this was already the best among the royal princes.

"Oh, the King of Qin wanted to take away the King's son, so he was stabbed in the back by his own son." Zhao Bao sneered: "This is retribution."

Zhao Wangdan hesitated and said:

"Uncle, I always feel that the boy doesn't think this way.

"Although my Zhao State has always claimed that he is a gentleman, you and I both know that he is not a gentleman. How could he..."

Zhao Bao thought for a moment:

"Whether he is a gentleman or not, what does it matter? As long as it is beneficial to our Zhao State, that's all that matters."

"Indeed." Zhao Wangdan nodded: "So, uncle means to agree to this boy's request?"

"nature."

"Okay, then I'll do as my uncle says." His uncle's opinion gave Zhao Wangdan strength, and Zhao Wangdan said in a deep voice with great courage: "Tell the envoy sent by that bastard that I agree! The Qin State is not that scary!"

Chu State, Ying.

When King Lie of Chu met the envoy sent by Prince Chengjiao, he did not respond immediately.

Instead, he waited until Chunshen Jun Huang Xie returned to Ying, and then reported the matter to him, asking Huang Xie to take full charge of the matter.

His mind has not been on this lately, but on his offspring. He doesn't have a son yet.

He wanted to work hard, give birth to a son, and stabilize the situation in the State of Chu.

After meeting the envoy, Chunshen Jun Huang Xie made a decision within one day:
"Ling Yin's request is the request of our Chu State."

Although Prince Chengjiao did not take away the seal of the Prime Minister of Chu, Huang Xie recognized Prince Chengjiao as the Prime Minister of Chu from beginning to end.

Yan State, Ji, and the Palace of the King of Yan.

Since the fake prime minister Jiang Qu died, Prince Yan, who had always had a gloomy face, now looks radiant.

He laughed loudly in the palace, overjoyed:

"King of Qin, King of Qin, you have come to this day! You have come to this day!

"You didn't expect that! The son you rescued is a true gentleman! Hahahaha!"

Yan Taifu Ju Wu sat in the lower seat and complimented Yan Wangxi:
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, for your great revenge."

Wei State, Daliang.

When the King of Wei learned that the King of Zhao and the King of Han had agreed to Prince Chengjiao's request, he also agreed.

The Three Jins were one, and if Qin wanted to hold Wei accountable, it could not hold Wei alone accountable.

A month later, the envoys who had gone to various countries returned one after another, bringing with them good news.

The last one to return was the envoy to Qi State, but he did not bring any envoys from Qi State.

Only the State of Qi rejected Prince Chengjiao's proposal.

Ying Chengjiao was a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, he was not surprised.

"Don't get involved in this. It's not unfair that Qi was destroyed..."

　Make up 2k, continue tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)