Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Just then, the imperial physician rushed in, bowed, and reported: "Your Highness, His Majesty's condition has deteriorated suddenly. Please come to the imperial bedchamber immediately."

Upon hearing the news, Fusu was alarmed and hurriedly rose to rush to the emperor's bedchamber. He knew that his father needed his company and support most at this moment. He had to be strong and uphold justice for his father.

Upon entering the imperial bedchamber, he saw his father groaning in pain on his bed. Fusu's heart ached; he rushed to the bedside and tightly grasped his father's hand.

"Father, please hold on," Fusu said, his voice choked with emotion. "Your son will certainly fulfill your wishes and protect the vast land of Qin."

The Emperor slightly opened his eyes, gazing at Fusu, a relieved smile appearing on his pale face. He knew his child had grown up and was capable of shouldering this heavy responsibility. He gripped Fusu's hand tightly and slowly said, "Fusu... my good child... you must remember... no matter when or where... you must always put the nation first... the people first... do not disappoint your father..." After speaking, the Emperor closed his eyes, a faint smile on his lips, as if he could already see the bright future of the Great Qin.

Fusu gripped his father's hand tightly, tears streaming down his face. He felt his father's life slowly slipping away, his heart breaking, yet he was powerless to do anything. Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the palace, instantly lifting Fusu's spirits.

"Your Highness Fusu, I've arrived!" Yang Ling rushed into the palace, panting, holding an exquisite jade box in his hands. "Let me quickly check on His Majesty's condition."

When Fusu saw Yang Ling, a glimmer of hope ignited in his eyes. He knew that Yang Ling had been following Xu Fu to cultivate Taoist arts and must possess some miraculous medicine that could save his father. He quickly stepped aside to allow Yang Ling to approach the bedside.

Yang Ling gazed at the ailing First Emperor on his bed, his brow furrowed. He understood that the Emperor's condition was extremely critical, and ordinary medicine would be utterly ineffective. However, he carried with him a miraculous elixir personally refined by Xu Fu, rumored to have the power to bring the dead back to life. He decided to risk it and give it a try.

"Your Majesty, please speak." Yang Ling said softly, while opening the jade box and taking out a crystal-clear elixir.

Qin Shi Huang slightly opened his eyes and saw the elixir in Yang Ling's hand, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He knew his illness was beyond saving, but seeing Fusu and Yang Ling's dedication to treating him, a warmth welled up in his heart. He opened his lips and let Yang Ling put the elixir into his mouth.

The elixir melted instantly upon entering his mouth, and a refreshing sensation flowed throughout Qin Shi Huang's body. He felt his spirits improve somewhat, and his breathing became smoother.

"What... what kind of elixir is this?" Qin Shi Huang asked in surprise. "I feel much more comfortable."

"Your Majesty, this is a miraculous medicine personally refined by the senior Xu Fu," Yang Ling explained. "It has the power to bring the dead back to life. You only need to rest well, and I believe you will recover soon."

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, Qin Shi Huang was filled with gratitude. He understood that his improved condition was entirely due to the devoted assistance of Fusu and Yang Ling. He grasped Fusu's hand tightly, his eyes shining with unwavering determination.

"Fusu, you must remember this," Qin Shi Huang said earnestly. "No matter when or where, you must always put the nation and the people first. The reason I was able to unify the six kingdoms and establish a great dynasty is because I always had the well-being of the people in my heart. You must inherit my ambition and pass on the vast land of Qin."

Fusu listened to his father's teachings, his heart filled with determination and courage. He understood that although his father's condition had temporarily improved, he still needed time to recuperate. He had to stabilize the court during this period and share his father's burdens. He held his father's hand firmly, his eyes shining with unwavering resolve.

“Father, please rest assured,” Fusu replied firmly. “I will certainly fulfill your entrustment and safeguard the Qin Dynasty. I will always remember your teachings, prioritizing the nation and its people. I will never fail your expectations!” Yang Ling stood quietly to the side, silently observing everything. He knew his mission was complete; everything from now on depended on Fusu's actions. He believed Fusu could shoulder this heavy responsibility and strive tirelessly for the future of Qin. At the same time, he felt proud and honored to have contributed to Qin.

Yang Ling stood in the corner of the palace, gazing at Fusu and Qin Shi Huang's tightly clasped hands, his heart surging with emotion. Although he knew that the Emperor's condition had temporarily eased, the political situation in the court remained turbulent, and the slightest misstep could trigger unrest. He turned and stepped out of the palace, intending to seek out General Meng Tian to discuss countermeasures.

Yang Ling arrived at Meng Tian's residence, where Meng Tian was sitting alone in his study, studying military texts. Upon seeing Yang Ling, he put down his books and warmly welcomed him.

"Mr. Yang Ling, what brings you here today?" Meng Tian asked with a smile.

Yang Ling sighed softly, his expression solemn, and said, "General Meng Tian, ​​I have come to discuss the situation in the court with you. As you know, although His Majesty's condition has improved slightly, the powerful officials and treacherous ministers in the court will certainly not give up. We must make plans as soon as possible to prevent any unforeseen circumstances."

Upon hearing Yang Ling's words, Meng Tian frowned. He knew Yang Ling's words were true; the situation in the court was indeed worrying. As a general of Qin, he had a responsibility to advise on national security.

"What are your thoughts, Mr. Yang Ling?" Meng Tian asked.

Yang Ling pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "General Meng Tian, ​​do you still remember the execution of more than four hundred sorcerers some time ago?"

Meng Tian paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course I remember. Those sorcerers were all charlatans who tried to create trouble by taking advantage of His Majesty's illness, but I discovered them in time and brought them to justice."

“Exactly,” Yang Ling continued. “Although those sorcerers have been executed, they must have been backed by a much larger force. I suspect that this force consists of powerful officials and treacherous ministers in the court. Seeing that His Majesty is seriously ill, they wanted to take the opportunity to cause trouble and plot treason.”

After listening to Yang Ling's analysis, Meng Tian nodded and said, "What Mr. Yang Ling said is absolutely right. These powerful and treacherous officials have been trying to weaken His Majesty's authority in order to control the government. We must find a way to expose their conspiracy and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

“That’s certainly true,” Yang Ling agreed. “However, exposing their conspiracy will not be easy. We need solid evidence. Otherwise, if we alert them, they will become even more vigilant and cunning.”

Meng Tian pondered for a long time before saying, "Mr. Yang Ling, please rest assured. I will send people to secretly investigate the movements of these powerful and treacherous officials. Once we obtain conclusive evidence, we will capture them immediately."

Yang Ling nodded in approval: "That's excellent. However, General Meng Tian must also proceed with caution. These powerful and treacherous officials have been cultivating their influence in the court for many years, and their power is deeply entrenched. If they discover our intentions, they may become desperate and do something even more outrageous."

Meng Tian nodded solemnly: "Mr. Yang Ling, rest assured, I know my limits. I will be extra careful not to let them notice anything amiss."

The two discussed countermeasures and specific plans in detail before parting ways. They knew that this contest had only just begun, and a longer and more arduous battle awaited them. But they both firmly believed that as long as they had the world in their hearts and possessed both wisdom and courage, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and obstacles and strive tirelessly for the future of Qin... (End of Chapter)