Qin Shi Mingyue's infinite punch card

Ye Chen nodded and said, "That's right, this is the only way for now."

Hearing this, Ying Zheng said helplessly: "Why don't I want to take off this burden sooner, but although the Great Qin Empire looks calm on the surface, there are still many crises in fact.

If I abdicate, I am afraid that the princes will not be able to handle many internal and external matters well. "

The reason why he works so desperately is to be able to quell all the internal and external troubles of the empire in his lifetime, and leave a safe and stable world for future generations.

If I let go of asking now, I don't know how many troubles will happen.

Hearing this, Ye Chen said: "Your Majesty's words are wrong. Your own existence is the most critical factor to maintain the stability of the empire. As long as you are still alive, there will be no major troubles in Great Qin.

So for the current situation, the most important thing is to protect your body.

What's more, even after abdicating, although it is inconvenient for His Majesty to directly intervene in political affairs, he can still give advice and plan behind the scenes.

In this way, it will not only help you avoid a catastrophe, but also help the new emperor adapt to the imperial power faster, isn't it killing two birds with one stone? "

After the words fell, Ying Zheng was also a little moved, and what the other party said was not unreasonable.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Okay, since the national teacher said so, I will give it a try."

Seeing that he agreed, Ye Chen also showed a smile.

Then he had an idea, and said, "Since His Majesty has decided to abdicate, you might as well do one more thing before that, which can be regarded as paving the way for the future emperor."

"What's the matter?"

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Play a play..."

492章 始皇帝驾崩

A month passed by in a hurry.

During these days, Ying Zheng's physical performance was getting worse day by day, and he seemed to be in rapid decline, and he couldn't even get out of bed.

It looks like it will run out of fuel at any time.

At the same time, waves were brewing in the originally peaceful court.

In a secret room, Zhao Gao looked at two identical rectangular jade boxes placed on the table.

In the jade box on the right is the edict left by the First Emperor Yingzheng, which he spent a lot of effort to get.

And in the jade box on the left is his forged edict.

From the outside, there is no difference between the two.

His purpose is very simple, that is, to switch this edict and make a false one.

In fact, Ying Zheng had discovered that he had a physical problem a long time ago, so he wrote down the imperial edict in advance and kept it on the plaque of Xianyang Palace.

Everyone is very curious about what is written in this edict, after all, its content affects the fate of the entire Great Qin Empire.

And Zhao Gao is no exception.

The future candidate for the throne will also determine his fate.

Although I was extremely curious, but because of the guards in charge day and night, it was difficult to have a chance to get close to the edict, and it was easy to be noticed by others, so I have been holding back all this time.

But now that the first emperor was critically ill, and the defense forces in the palace were greatly mobilized, he had the opportunity to take advantage of the chaos to secretly take down the edict.

Looking at the jade box on the right, Zhao Gao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although he knew that in Yingzheng's edict, Mr. Zhang Fusu should be appointed as the next emperor, but he was still a little excited and wanted to see it with his own eyes.

He raised his hand and shattered the jade box, picked up the imperial edict in it, and opened it to read.

I saw the words on it: "It is said that Fusu, the eldest son of the emperor, is the second emperor of the Great Qin Empire!"

Zhao Gao smiled, and as expected, Fusu was the only candidate in Yingzheng's mind from the very beginning.

At this time, he found that there seemed to be a line of writing behind, and then he continued to open the scroll.

But when he saw the following content, his complexion suddenly changed, and a trace of chill appeared on his face.

I saw eight characters written on the imperial edict: Dismiss Li Si, and Zhao Gao was buried!

Clenching his fists tightly, he whispered to himself, "Your Majesty the Emperor, you are really wise."

He knew very well the intention of Ying Zheng's order.

Li Si Nai was the head of the officials, he had a lot of wings in the court, and he was too powerful. He was worried that Fu Su would not be able to control him after he succeeded, so he was dismissed.

As for why he wanted to kill himself, most likely he realized that he wanted to support Hu Hai to the top, so he wanted to drag him down when he was dying, and it was over.

After seeing the imperial edict, he also strengthened his determination. If he didn't do anything, the only thing waiting for him was a dead end.

He stepped up to the oil lamp, lit the edict in his hand, and after a few breaths, it turned into fly ash...

Before he knew it, another few dozen days passed, and Shi Huangdi's physical condition also deteriorated sharply, and he was even unable to eat.

Many people understand that the founder of the Qin Empire may not be able to hold on anymore.

One morning, there were dark clouds in the sky, and some sparse raindrops fell on the ground, but there was not much sound, even the wind stopped making noise, and there were not many pedestrians on the bustling Xianyang City Street.

Such a peaceful atmosphere is slightly depressing.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Xianyang Palace, breaking the silent air.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, you are dead!"

Hearing this, many civil and military officials kneeling outside the emperor's bedroom, as well as concubines and palace people, covered their faces and wept one after another.

All the people in the entire palace stopped their work and knelt on the ground.

While weeping loudly, he shouted: "Respectfully send off His Majesty the First Emperor!"

In an instant, Xianyang Palace was immersed in an atmosphere of grief, and only the sound of sorrow and pain could be heard.

Zhao Gao also knelt on the ground, crying more sadly than anyone else, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly inadvertently.

For him, Ying Zheng's death was a great thing.

Because only when the first emperor died, could he break free and do what he wanted to do.

Otherwise, I will be suppressed by the other party for the rest of my life, and I will never be able to reach the peak.