"Your Majesty...you...just hold on, I will send the doctor to you right now...just hold on!"
Zhao Gao had runny nose and burst into tears. He stood up and was about to run out, but Ying Zheng grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.
"No...it's not necessary! I know my body best. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the imperial doctor comes!"
Ying Zheng shook his head slowly, gasped for breath, and said as if he had exhausted all his strength: "My deadline is approaching, and I order Young Master Fusu to return to Xianyang immediately to inherit the throne. Don't...cut..."
As he spoke, Ying Zheng's breath became weaker and weaker, and finally even the hand holding the corner of Zhao Gao's clothes naturally slipped away, and there was no more movement.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty...?"
Seeing this scene, Zhao Gao's pupils suddenly dilated, and he was shocked to see Ying Zheng lying on the couch quietly, as if he was asleep.
"His Majesty?"
Zhao Gao stretched out his fingers to test Ying Zheng's breath.
I can't feel the slightest breath!
"This...? Are you going to die now?"
Zhao Gao fell to the ground, breathing rapidly, and wiped the tears on his cheeks with his sleeves.
"Your Majesty, I have served you all my life. Now that you are gone, you want to make your son Fusu the emperor? Have you ever thought about me, old minister?"
"I have always been at odds with Meng Yi, and Meng Yi is in the same party with Fusu. If the young master Fusu gains power, will I... Chen'an have a way to survive?"
Zhao Gao's eyes rolled rapidly, and the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, and finally he roared in a low voice.
"If that's the case, then I can't blame the old minister!"
When he finally thought about it, Zhao Gao's eyes were stern, he clenched his back molars and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
After tidying up his clothes, he quickly adjusted his emotions and pretended that nothing had happened. He slowly walked to the door and gave the order to the guards, "Your Majesty summons Young Master Hu Hai to enter the palace!"
"yes!"
Zhao Gao was Ying Zheng's personal chamberlain, and he was also the official of CRRC. It was normal for him to send a message to Ying Zheng, so the guards did not have any doubts and rushed to do it after receiving the order.
At this time, Zhao Gao did not dare to leave at all, for fear that someone would suddenly come in and find that the First Emperor was dead. If he then stood up and said that His Majesty had passed the throne to Prince Hu Hai, some people might be dissatisfied.
When the time comes, we will definitely meet with each other!
A large part of the Qin army is in the hands of the Meng family and the Wang family. Once a war breaks out, their chances of winning are slim!
Only by calling the young master Hu Hai and then announcing to the outside world that His Majesty appointed Hu Hai to inherit the throne before his death can he have a chance of success!
Ying Feiyu has been hiding in a dark corner watching all this happen.
I have to say that Zhao Gao, this old bastard, is really smart. When the First Emperor died, he didn't panic and could analyze what happened next with a clear head!
'crunch'
In just a moment, the door to the palace was opened again, and Young Master Hu Hai walked in wearing brocade robes.
"My son has met my father!"
The lights in the hall were dim, and Hu Hai had always been afraid of Ying Zheng, so he only glanced at the couch and then bowed his hands in salute.
"Sir, Your Majesty has already set off to the west!"
However, the reply he received was not the majestic voice of his father in the past, but that of Zhao Gao.
"What?"
Hu Hai immediately raised his head and looked at the couch in disbelief.
Ying Zheng was wearing a dragon robe, lying there quietly, motionless!
"Father...! Huh?"
Hu Hai ran over like crazy and was about to cry loudly, but Zhao Gao quickly covered his mouth.
"Sir, please calm down first and listen to what I have to say!"
Zhao Gao was the teacher of the young master Hu Hai. After hearing what he said, Hu Hai's mood fluctuated for a moment, then he nodded and calmed down.
"On his deathbed, His Majesty had only the old minister by his side, and he asked the old minister to summon the young master to help Su return to Xianyang quickly and inherit the throne!"
"This...this is impossible!"
"My father has already abandoned Fusu and demoted him to Shangjun. How can he be allowed to inherit the throne?"
Hu Hai kept shaking his head, obviously unable to accept all this.
"Now that His Majesty has gone, I am the only one who knows the will. Am I the one who has the final say on who will inherit the throne?"
Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes slightly and winked at Hu Hai.
On the bed behind the two of them, Ying Zheng's heart sank!
That worldly master was right, Zhao Gao was really ambitious, and he was just waiting for him to drive to the west!
Ying Feiyu was hiding in the dark and laughing!
It seems that the tasks released by the system will be completed soon!
"Mansion order! No! Master, what do you mean...?"
Young Master Hu Hai is no longer a child, so how can he not understand what Zhao Gao means?
"Your Majesty has gone west. I will imitate His Majesty's handwriting and write a will to make you emperor. When we return to Xianyang, we will first get rid of the stumbling block of the Meng family, and then...!"
Zhao Gao told him exactly what he had planned.
After Hu Hai calmed down, he also began to nod gradually!
A prince who doesn't want to be an emperor is not a good prince!
Now that his father has passed away, he is the only son around him, and Zhao Gao is his master. This is simply God's will!
He has even begun to imagine himself putting on a dragon robe and controlling the wind and rain!
"puff……"
After hearing the two people's perfect plan, Ying Feiyu couldn't hold it back any longer and burst out laughing.
These two fools didn't even know they were being played by Ying Zheng, so they thought their plan was perfect!
"what sound?"
"Who...? Who's there?"
At this important moment, the two of them were highly nervous. When they heard laughter, they unconsciously locked into a dark corner.
"It's me, win Feiyu!"
"After all, I'm still your brother!"
"Of course, I don't even want to have a brother like you who seeks to usurp the throne!"
With Ying Zheng backing him up, the little guy is not afraid of trouble!
After being discovered, he immediately stood up and walked out of the darkness.
"call……"
Seeing that it was just a baby, Hu Hai and Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Kill him!"
Zhao Gao winked at Hu Hai with a relaxed expression.
At this critical moment, he didn't care to ask who the child was or where he came from!
"Yes, master!"
Hu Hai was about to proclaim himself emperor, so he definitely couldn't let this little kid ruin his good deeds. Even if Zhao Gao didn't say anything, he couldn't let the kid get out alive.
Xiao Zhengtai Ying Feiyu was not afraid at all, and even whistled provocatively at him!
"You rebellious son, what are you going to do?"
Hu Hai walked toward Ying Feiyu ferociously, and a majestic voice suddenly sounded behind him.
This sound was so familiar to him, like thunder, like a nightmare, it made him freeze on the spot!
Zhao Gao turned around when he heard the sound and saw Ying Zheng sitting on the couch, looking at the two of them with stern eyes, and there were waves of cold air emanating from his body!
"This... this... Your Majesty... Your Majesty?"
"You're not dead?"
With just one glance, Zhao Gao understood. His legs suddenly softened and he slumped to the ground.
"Father...Father! Don't get me wrong, this...this is all Zhao Gao's idea!"
Hu Hai also had no master. In desperation, he put all the responsibilities on Zhao Gao.
Naturally, Ying Zheng would not let go of this culprit. He kicked Zhao Gao firmly and rolled him several times before he stopped!
This shows how much Ying Zheng hates Zhao Gao!
"Someone is coming...!"
Ying Zheng's fierce shout resounded throughout the hall, and the guards outside the door immediately broke in, making Zhao Gao and Hu Hai tremble with fright.
