Great Qin's son-in-law

Chapter 326 The soldier belonged to Meng Tian, ​​and was buried with Xianyang at the funeral (subscription required)

Ying Zheng looked at Hu Hai, sighed softly, and said, "Zhao Gao, step back, and Hu Hai, you should also step back."

heard.

Zhao Gao did not dare to resist the order, nodded his promise, and then slowly retreated, but before leaving, he gave Hu Hai a signal with his eyes.

Hu Hai, who originally wanted to leave, knew it immediately, stopped immediately, knelt down and cried bitterly: "Father, please let my son stay in the hall. Father does not want to leave father. Right now, father is seriously ill and needs a son." Serve me, as a son of man, how can you leave at this time?"

"My son is not leaving!!!"

Subsequently.

Hu Hai looked at Xia Wu and waiting for the doctor, and said dissatisfied: "As doctors, you have been saying outside that you can save lives and heal the wounded, and can rejuvenate your hands. Why can't you cure a malaria? I, Hu Hai, don't believe it. There is no one in the world who can cure it." malaria?!"

"If you are incompetent, then invite someone who can do it."

"Father, my sons and servants ask Father to draw up an imperial edict to call famous doctors from all over the world to Xianyang to treat Father's illness. Please don't refuse Father. Father is the heaven of Great Qin. Father, you must not have anything to do."

Ying Zheng raised his eyelids tiredly.

He didn't speak.

There was a look of sadness in his eyes.

He was very conscious at this time, and it was precisely because his life was dying that he had a thorough understanding of what he had done in the past, and only then did he truly appreciate the shortness of his life, and only then did he truly realize that he had been the crown prince for many years. How much harm will it cause Daqin.

In recent years, he has been deeply involved in the Great Qin Revolution and cannot extricate himself, but it has made himself more and more chaotic and narrow-minded. Now that he is dying, he is aware of how dangerous the gap in the succession of the highest power in the empire is.

In the past, he was too high-minded, too demanding of perfection.

Created by the empire, he seeks innovation, change and perfection.

As for the matter of setting up a crown prince, he also pursues innovation, change, and perfection. Since the beginning of the Shang Dynasty, most of the princes in the world have established a heir to establish a heir, but in Yingzheng's view, the heir is not the choice standard.

Nor is he willing to accept this old tradition.

Therefore, he has been deliberately tempering the new crown prince's establishment method.

But have not found a good way.

He once placed high hopes on Fusu, and Fusu is indeed the most popular candidate for the heir apparent at present, but Fusu has different political views from him, and has never been familiar with the essence of the rule of law in the empire, so Yingzheng has always been dissatisfied with Fusu .

Now that he was seriously ill, Ying Zheng instinctively had a premonition that his life was about to end.

The sobriety at this moment may be the last sliver of God's favor for him, teaching him to properly arrange his affairs after death. Two figures kept appearing in Ying Zheng's mind, and finally only one figure remained. He felt that time was running out, and he didn't know If he passed out, would he be able to regain consciousness?

Therefore, he must leave an imperial edict today.

It's just that how to write this imperial edict is to be cautious and careful.

Even though the Xianyang dynasty was stable, without him as the first emperor, it was hard to say that there would be no sudden incidents. Now that Hu Hai had a different heart, other princes would also have ideas if he failed to keep it together. Fusu was hundreds of miles away, and it was difficult to return to the court in a short time.

Xianyang can't stand any troubles.

Any move must be prepared for any unexpected changes.

As for Qin Luoheng.

He didn't think much about it.

Relatively speaking, Qin Luoheng is indeed more suitable, but right now it is the most unsuitable, because Qin Luoheng's identity has not been announced to the public. If Qin Luoheng is suddenly announced as the crown prince, it will not only cause criticism from the court, but also cause The other princes are fighting among themselves, and the court will inevitably be in chaos.

Daqin cannot afford such losses.

So he hardly considered Li Qin Luoheng. Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's eyes showed a sense of sadness. He thought he had good judgment and insight, but he always felt that Qin Luoheng's temperament was not stable enough and needed to be tempered again and again, so he kept suppressing Qin Luoheng. off balance.

But if he announced it earlier, why would he be so embarrassed?
So now I can only give up completely?
The biggest variable right now is the imperial edict, and he has to be prepared for any unexpected changes. Fusu is hundreds of miles away now. Before Fusu arrived in Xianyang, something happened in the palace.

Such a thing is not impossible.

Think about it.

Ying Zheng still chose a compromise.

I don't know how to establish a crown prince, but I just let Fusu rush back to Xianyang to preside over the funeral. As the elder brother, Fusu should conduct his own funeral, and other younger brothers can't object. People in the court have high expectations, and I have always expected Fusu. If Fusu returns to Xianyang to preside over the funeral, he will definitely be crowned the second emperor by the courtiers.

what he has to do now.

It's just that Fusu can return to Xianyang under the imperial edict.

Moreover, when he was critically ill, there would be no chaos in the court, and the other sons could be relatively peaceful in the past few days. As for the follow-up, he could no longer think about it.

But immediately, Yingzheng considered the Guanzhong clan.

If he dies, let Fusu support the funeral, and let the courtiers discuss the establishment of the second emperor, but this also means that the candidates for the second emperor can only be these princes in the palace.

This will undoubtedly cause opposition from the Guanzhong clan.

There are many of these clans who know Qin Luoheng's identity. At that time, they may directly announce Qin Luoheng's identity in the court, and even push Qin Luoheng to the top. Although Fusu has a certain influence in the court, he has no power in the army. How much prestige.

I'm afraid I won't be able to convince the public!
Ying Zheng thought a lot about the aftermath of his death. He had never felt that the matter of establishing a reserve would be so difficult, so that he was already a little undecided.

a long time.

He finally settled down.

In Ying Zheng's heart, the imperial edict had already been drawn up.

He belonged to Meng Tian as a soldier, and was buried in Xianyang at the funeral, and discussed with the ministers and elders to establish the second emperor!
Ying Zheng said weakly: "Pen, ink."

Done.

Ying Zheng solemnly and solemnly tried to sit up. There was only one thought in his mind, he had to grit his teeth and hold on. To finish writing this will, he must not give up halfway.

He picked up his pen tremblingly, and wrote down on the imperial edict with difficulty.

"The soldier belonged to Meng Tian, ​​and was buried in Xianyang at the funeral"

Hu Hai couldn't cry at this time. He knelt on the ground and kept sobbing. He didn't know whether he was mourning for the first emperor or his own future fate, but Ying Zheng couldn't care about these things at this time. He held his breath. Wrote tremblingly.

This edict can only be written by himself.

Others, he can't believe it!

Ying Teng also knelt on the ground, his eyes were already red, seeing Shi Huang so weak, how could he not feel overwhelmed with grief?

however.

After all, Ying Zheng still couldn't make it through.

After writing the word 'burial', he spit out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and fell down on the couch in a slump. Xia Wuqie quickly reached out to support Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves and broke free from Xia Wuqi.

He could feel that his body was not only alternately hot and cold, but also extremely weak, and even faintly unable to hold the pen.

But so what?
He is the emperor!

How can it show others to be weak?

His pride will not allow it!
Yingzheng continued to sit up, the hand holding the pen was trembling, Xia Wuqiu looked sad for a while, and advised him: "Your Majesty, maybe the minister's diagnosis was wrong, your majesty should lie down and rest first, and I will give your majesty the opportunity to rest." Prescribe medicine."

Ying Zheng ignored it.

His own body, he himself knows best.

It is indeed terminally ill.

Ying Zheng was also very regretful at this time. He actually felt a little unwell a long time ago, but the imperial court was busy with political affairs, and he never had time to rest. His body finally couldn't hold it anymore.

Illness comes like a mountain.

He felt it very deeply at this moment.

He couldn't help but think back, if he had listened to other people's advice and paid more attention to his body, maybe he wouldn't have become seriously ill all at once.

But it was too late.

He picked up his pen, ready to continue writing.

At this time.

Xia Wuhe hesitated for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "I am incompetent and cannot cure Your Majesty, but I feel that the malaria contracted by Your Majesty may not be curable. I am indeed powerless, but I think that Qin Luoheng may have a way." .”

"I implore Qin Luoheng to come into the palace to see a doctor for His Majesty."

Hu Hai, who was kneeling on the ground, froze.

Immediately objected:
"No."

"Qin Luoheng is not a doctor at the Imperial Hospital. How could he be allowed to save the emperor? Moreover, the emperor cannot be exposed when he is sick. I can't trust Qin Luoheng."

Ying Zheng's eyes darkened slightly.

He thought for a long time, but shook his head.

Said:

"No need."

"Let him live in peace for a while."

"I don't want him to see me so weak!"

"and"

"I have malaria!"

"I know better than you what malaria is. Since ancient times, there has been no cure. Otherwise, ancient and modern times would not have chosen to close the city or kill it on the spot!"

"Your Majesty." Xia Wuqiu wanted to persuade him again.

Ying Zheng's attitude was very firm, and he was not moved at all.

Ying Teng knew the reason.

Shihuang is a person with a haughty temperament, and he is also a person who cares about his face very much. If it is normal, Shihuang would definitely be willing to see Qin Luoheng. After all, Qin Luoheng is the son of Shihuang, and he is a father. To see his heirs?

But now the first emperor is suffering from a serious illness, and there is almost no cure for it. Seeing the appearance of the first emperor, I am afraid that Qin Luoheng will not be appointed as the heir. Seeing Qin Luoheng, I am afraid that the first emperor will feel guilty , plus the father and son, the monarch and his ministers have long been acquainted, if Qin Luoheng did not cure the first emperor, he might blame himself for the rest of his life, how could this be what the first emperor wanted to see?

It's just that Hu Hai is His Majesty's son, but he deliberately blocked it, which is really chilling.

Ying Teng couldn't help persuading him: "Your Majesty, I think you should let Dr. Qin take a look. His medical skills are superb, and all the doctors in the Imperial Hospital are full of praise for his medical skills. Malaria is indeed difficult to treat at the moment, but Qin Luo Heng is not an ordinary person, so it may not be impossible to find a cure."

"Your Majesty is the Great Qin Emperor."

"The whole world is tied to His Majesty. If something happens to His Majesty, the world may fall into turmoil, and there will be no peace. Although I am incompetent, I am willing to risk my life to advise."

"Your Majesty should take the world first."

"I implore Your Majesty to announce Qin Luoheng to the palace for medical treatment."

Ying Zheng raised his eyelids with great effort, and glanced at Ying Teng. The anger that he had just raised was completely dissipated by what a few people said, and he never held the pen in his hand again. dead past.

(End of this chapter)