Life is not always smooth sailing, and most things are counterproductive, which is the main theme of life.
Although he really wanted to return to Xianyang as soon as possible and receive various mysterious instruments in Afang Palace to adjust the magic circuits in his body, the First Emperor's body was still weakening day by day.
In the carriage driving slowly westward, the First Emperor was being diagnosed by the imperial doctor with dull eyes, but an idea came to his mind involuntarily.
My... the end is coming.
No matter how optimistic I am, the feeling of weakness in my body is increasing day by day. If I continue like this, I will never be able to hold on until Xianyang, and it won't even take long before I will be completely weak and die.
The First Emperor was not afraid of death.
He just couldn't bear to die.
Wouldn't it be a pity to waste your good time on death?
I also want to make Da Qin stronger! Become stronger! I want to take the world outside the Central Plains into my own hands! I want the whole world to bow down! think----
"Cough cough cough——"
A cough interrupted the First Emperor's thoughts and brought his weak soul back from fantasy to reality.
He is going to die.
Pain, weakness, weakness…
Put aside your fantasies and naturally think about some realistic things.
That is...if he passes away, who will be at the helm of the huge territory of the Qin Dynasty?
To be honest, these sons of his... are really not favored by him. Among his descendants, the one he likes the most is his direct grandson, Zi Ying, the eldest son of Prince Fusu.
However, it is against the rules not to pass it on from descendant to descendant, and Ziying is still young, and his immature shoulders will never be able to carry such a huge family.
Therefore, he still has to choose a suitable candidate among his sons.
Fusu... Fusu can't do it. This child is still too honest, too honest. His temperament is only suitable for being conservative. If he dies, the Qin Dynasty will definitely be in great turmoil. Those who take advantage of his power will The hidden Xiaoxiao will definitely show their heads one after another, trying to tear a piece of flesh from Qin's body, Fusu... is afraid that he will not be able to survive this turbulent period.
What about everyone else?
Mr. Gao? He is very similar to Fusu, even worse than Fusu.
Young master general? Too mediocre and not popular enough, he is still a commoner.
Young Master Hu Hai? Some are too young to see what kind of seedling they are, so they are unreliable.
Although the First Emperor was physically weak, his mind was very clear and he was not afraid at all.
He was just a little sad.
What kind of thing are my own sons?
I have practiced a lot of accounts, but why are they all fake? Don’t talk about SSR. Is it okay if you have one as an SSR?
Oh, there is an SR, Fusu is barely a good choice, but it is obviously not suitable for the current situation, and the reverse version will be destroyed.
The First Emperor's eyes became desperate.
I'm super...how to deal with this...
The key is that he didn't expect that he would suddenly fall ill, and be so seriously ill...if a malfunction of the magic circuit could be considered an illness.
His hand trembled slightly, as if he had touched something.
As if remembering something, the First Emperor couldn't help but reach out to his waist, took out something, and brought it to his eyes.
It is knowing the direction.
"well......"
The First Emperor sighed.
"This time, it's my turn..."
Gently turning Zhixiang's head and looking at the wings that were moving due to the mechanism, the First Emperor's jaw trembled slightly.
He suddenly remembered the young man he had met in Kuaiji County on the edge of Taihu Lake, the salvation machine that was lying underground in the Qin Palace, and remembered...the few times when he could laugh.
In the cabin in the snow, the same mechanical bird, the same...
"This cause and effect, I...can't bear to end it after all..."
Putting Zhixiang on his chest, the First Emperor couldn't help but feel his eyes moist.
After forcing himself to sit up and think for a while, the First Emperor shouted: "Meng Yi!"
There was a noise outside the carriage. After a while, a strong figure walked into the carriage and knelt down on one knee in front of the First Emperor.
"His Majesty!"
The First Emperor looked at Meng Yi and did not speak immediately, as if he wanted to take another look.
Meng Yi is the second son of the Meng family. His eldest brother is Meng Tian, who is fighting against the Huns on the Great Wall in the north as Fusu's deputy general.
They are the sons of Meng Wu.
Meng Wu was an important chess piece in his victory over the world. As Wang Jian's deputy general, they together solved the most troublesome Chu State and forced the Chu State general Xiang Yan to commit suicide. After Meng Wu's death, his two sons They are both excellent, too. Meng Tian guards the northern border, while Meng Yi follows him as a guard to protect his safety, and can also keep in touch with Fusu at any time.
Among the two most prestigious princes in the court, he brought relevant personnel with him. He brought Meng Yi with him around Fusu, and Zhao Gao with him on Hu Hai. In this way, no matter what happened, both sides would be safe. Can get news.
"I have a task to give you now." After looking at Meng Yi for a while, as if he was recalling his turbulent years, the First Emperor smiled, shook his head, and said.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"Chen Ding is so devastated!" Meng Yi did not raise his head, but just knelt there with tears in his eyes.
The Meng family has served as generals in the Qin State for generations. They have contributed a lot to this huge world. Now that the hero who led them to conquer the world looks so weak, how can Meng Yi not be sad? How not to be in pain?
"this."
The First Emperor opened his hands.
Meng Yi raised his head and looked at the palm of the First Emperor's hand.
"Your Majesty, this is not..."
Meng Yi said in a daze while looking at the mechanism bird Zhixiang in the hand of the First Emperor.
"This bird is named Zhixiang." The First Emperor was not overly harsh. He just looked at Zhixiang and said slowly, "This thing has a very important meaning to me, but now..."
The First Emperor put Zhixiang in Meng Yi's hands.
"Your Majesty, this is to..."
"Send it out for me." The First Emperor put his hands on the seat and looked at Meng Yi with a stern face.
"Send it to Taihu Lake, send it to Kuaiji, and send it to the Xiang family." The First Emperor looked directly into Meng Yi's eyes, "That's the Xiang family who was driven over there by your Meng family."
"...My lord, I obey your order."
Meng Yi knew there were some things he shouldn't ask.
"Go on, you...you and your brother are the few people I can trust." The First Emperor patted Meng Yi on the shoulder, with a helpless smile on his face.
...
Meng Yi withdrew from the Emperor's chariot and rode his own horse away from the entire convoy.
"Zhao Gao! You must take good care of His Majesty during my absence!" Meng Yi grabbed the reins and shouted to the convoy with some worry.
Then he turned around and left toward the southeast without paying attention to Zhao Gao's reaction.
