"Back to the general, the villain and other military doctors have checked the pulses of all the injured soldiers. Although they were poisoned by poisonous needles, they are no longer seriously ill after taking the medicine you distributed, and they will be back to normal after a few days of recovery.

General, don't worry. Since you've taken the antidote, let me take out the poisonous needle for you, and you'll be fine. "

After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Tuo felt relieved.

Yesterday, His Majesty not only sent them food and grass, but also an antidote, which can be said to be a timely help!

If it weren't for this magical medicine, I'm afraid that Yi Yusong would have succeeded today.

He would like to see what Yi Xusong's expression would be like when he saw him tomorrow.

Thinking of this, he whispered to the military doctor: "Go out and pretend to tell other generals that the poison in my body has spread to my internal organs and is life-threatening. You must let Yi Xusong hear it."

"Yes, the villain has written it down."

After the military doctor took out the poisonous needle and checked Zhao Tuo's pulse to confirm that there was no danger, he left with peace of mind.

"Father, you summoned Fusu here today. Do you have something important to tell me?"

The First Emperor looked at Fusu who was saluting in front of him, feeling very complicated.

After hearing that someone had poisoned Gu Xiaoxi yesterday, he immediately sent his cronies to investigate the matter.

But what he never expected was that the initiator of the poisoning was found to be Fusu.

When he heard this name, the First Emperor even wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

Is this still the Fusu he knows?

Is this the same Fusu who has always been generous to others since he was a child? !

This thing can be done by anyone, but definitely not Fusu!

The First Emperor didn't know how to describe his inner pain.

He simply couldn't believe that the child he was most optimistic about suddenly had such a vicious heart.

In the past, he always felt that Fusu was not vicious enough and did not have imperial methods, which made him uneasy about handing Da Qin over to Fusu.

But now when he heard such a result, he actually hoped that Fusu would be like before, never changing.

Whether he is kind or soft-hearted, this is his eldest son who has been generous and generous since childhood.

Now Fusu, who advised him to kill Zhao Gao and even resorted to poisoning, made him feel strange for a moment.

It was just a trip to Shangjun, how could it have turned out like this?

After thinking for a long time, the First Emperor finally decided to get straight to the point and asked directly:

"Fusu, a prisoner died in prison yesterday. He drank the porridge sent by Zhao Gao. This matter."

"Since my father has summoned his ministers, I'm afraid he already knows who did it."

The First Emperor did not expect that Fusu would be so calm, without any concealment or hesitation.

"Why did you want to kill Zhao Gao?"

"Why does the father want to protect Zhao Gao?!"

Fusu's voice was louder than before, and you could feel his dissatisfaction just by listening to his tone.

After saying these two sentences, the First Emperor felt as if he had returned to the afternoon when he argued with Fusu and killed the warlock.

It's just that at that time, he was the vicious person who wanted to take people's lives.

"Fusu, you have never done such a thing before, and you have never even thought of killing people at will. Are you still the Fusu I know?"

When Fusu heard the First Emperor's question, he lowered his eyes and laughed at himself, and the corners of his eyes turned red for no apparent reason.

My father was right, he was not like this before.

"Father, I saw it all on the sky screen." Yes, he saw it all.

See how Zhao Gao used abalone to humiliate his father.

Seeing that he committed suicide because of his foolish loyalty and surrendered his country to others.

I saw how Zhao Gao and Hu Hai used their power to disrupt government affairs and harm Zhongliang.

In the past, he didn't understand why his father always thought he was too soft-hearted. It wasn't until he witnessed all this with his own eyes, and it wasn't until he heard the funeral sounds from the sky that he realized how ridiculous he was before.

He admired Confucianism and used it to standardize his words and deeds.

But Tianmu told him that this would ruin his father's years of hard work and destroy the inheritance of his ancestors for several generations.

How could he not repent? ! !

"Father, have you forgotten how Zhao Gao will treat you in the future?"

Fusu suddenly knelt down and walked a few steps forward to the feet of the First Emperor. His head raised in pleading eyes made the First Emperor feel a little dazed for a moment.

In his memory, Fusu seemed to have never knelt down and begged him for anything like this.

Even because of their different opinions, the two of them had a big quarrel and finally broke up.

The sight before him made him feel sad.

He has been sitting on the imperial throne for who knows how many years. Some people respect him, some hate him, and how many people really miss him like Fusu does now?

"So, because of this matter, you want to kill Zhao Gao?"

"Yes! Since my father already knows about this, I don't have to hide it. If we didn't succeed last night, there will be another one, until Zhao Gao is really dead."

Hearing this, the First Emperor sighed.

He leaned over and helped Fusu up from the ground with his own hands. He looked at the child who was already as tall as him and didn't know what to say.

The First Emperor was silent for a long time, then reached out and patted Fusu on the shoulder and ordered him to sit aside.

As he turned and sat back in his chair, many images flashed through his mind.

There are scenes of Fusu holding a book and reading when he was a child, and there are scenes of Fusu hiding aside and peeking at him after he came back from the battlefield.

Previously, he was fighting in various places and had many official duties. The first emperor had very few pictures of Fusu's childhood in his mind, and it was just the same ones that came back and forth.

I don't know when Fusu had grown taller and taller, and became the eldest son, Young Master Fusu, who was respected by everyone inside and outside the palace.

As for the relationship between father and son, it always felt like there was a layer of separation between them, preventing them from getting closer.

Finally, when the First Emperor sat on the chair, the picture in his mind just happened to be fixed on the scene where the two had a big fight before trapping and killing the warlock.

In the past, Fusu took Confucianism as the key link and benevolence and righteousness as the norm.

But now, Fusu actually did something that went against the rules for him, for this seemingly cruel and inhumane father.

For some reason, the First Emperor suddenly thought of his childhood, from the ups and downs of the Zhao Kingdom to the intrigues in the Qin Palace. He was destined to be stained with blood.

But Fusu is different. He can definitely be a sage in a prosperous age.

And in this future prosperous age, the prosperous Great Qin asked him to build one for him with his own hands.

"Fusu, you don't need to worry about Zhao Gao."

"Father! Why do you insist on protecting Zhao Gao!"

Seeing that Fusu was about to get up and come forward to persuade him, the First Emperor immediately stopped him:
"You don't have to be so excited. Zhao Gao is dead, and the Zhao Gao you see is pretended by someone else."

The First Emperor thought for a long time and finally decided to tell Fusu the truth.

As the heir to the throne of Emperor Qin, he should know everything.


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