Siheyuan: I decide the fate of the world with my medical skills

The two envoys, holding the token and the talisman respectively, quickly broke through the palace army's defense line and roared:

"According to the Emperor's order: Urgently summon General Fusu and General Meng Tian to the army to pay homage immediately!"

After hearing this, all the generals of the royal army retreated to one side and said, "Zhao Gao and Li Si, you are such bold traitors! If you dare to obstruct us, we will treat you as traitors."

If it weren't for their audacity, one would have wanted to say: What kind of worship is this? It's simply reincarnation from the underworld! Fusu sneered a few times, disdainful.

Wearing a bright owl crown and looking stern, Meng Tian rode out on his horse. His voice was like thunder: "You and I are both subjects, why are Zhao Gao and Li Si so rebellious! In the next hour, they must take the initiative to surrender to the emperor and tie themselves up to show their surrender. If they don't do this, I will never show mercy!"

When the storm was about to come, nearly 20,000 "Jiuyuan Army" were ready to go, with arrows and crossbows in front, ready to wait for the moment when the horn sounded.

After Fusu and Meng Tian sent out signals of easing for several days in a row, every soldier in Jiuyuan now knows clearly what their future mission is and the huge changes that will be brought about once they take action.

There was no turning back. When they set out for the military camp without any official military mobilization order, everyone understood the only way to survive: if Fusu ascended the throne, they could save their bloodline. If their family members were involved, they would also be buried alive.

As for the so-called "supporting the emperor" they mentioned?

The irony is that these people simply don’t understand the mystery, but they are not completely stupid and ignorant!

At the same time, the atmosphere in Jiuyuan City became more tense.

The first intelligence of war in many years was not delivered until around 11:00 p.m. The messengers delivered the news - Zhao Gao and others were crossing the river with tens of thousands of troops.

Hu Hai and his ministers, shocked by the sudden situation, were anxiously waiting for the messenger's news. The news that Fusu and Meng Tian had launched a rebellion was true, and their purpose was to lead a large army to force the emperor to abdicate.

This caught Zhao Gao, who was well versed in palace intrigue, off guard. He looked at the Second Emperor of Qin, who was slumped behind the long table, and sighed inwardly that if the former king were still alive, he only needed one person to stand on the city wall and announce the news to make the Jiuyuan army turn against him. However, the current situation...

Although he heard the ministers clamoring to see the emperor, he turned to Li Si, who was drinking from cup to cup, and asked:

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, what should we do?"

Li Si smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying sarcastically: "Are you still doubting me? Remember the wisdom and courage we used in the Guangsha Desert? The unity of internal and external forces will ensure long-term peace and stability. You should be clear about the current situation, haha..."

Just as Zhao Gao was about to argue, a military call suddenly sounded outside, like thunder and lightning, shaking the sky above the entire Jiuyuan City.

General Meng Tian outside Jiuyuan City is using the sound of drums to send messages and warnings to all the rebels - hand over Zhao Gao within three hours or tie yourself up and surrender; otherwise, you will be severely punished!

The frontline soldiers quickly gathered near the Jiuyuan city gate. After not seeing the monarch himself appear, Meng Tian became more convinced of the authenticity of his accusation against Fusu. He was convinced that Zhao Gao and others had kidnapped him in order to control the overall situation and use him to threaten local governments and armies.

General, the real hero is right before our eyes! … Meng Tian’s opinion of the young master was elevated to a new level.

Power was about to be in his hands, and high rank and glory seemed to be just around the corner. This strong feeling made the loyal general draw his sword from the bottom of his heart and point it directly at the fortress of Jiuyuan City. He shouted loudly: "Attack!"

嚿！

(Note: “嘟“ is a pictographic character in Chinese, and the English exclamation “Wow!” is used here for translation)

The messenger serving beside him struck the cowhide trumpet hanging around his neck, and the melodious yet vicissitudes of life flute sound quickly filled the entire battlefield.

Dozens of armies began to advance in the front, and the infantry holding large shields hit the edges of the shields hard.

The royal army stationed outside the Nine Regions shouted in unison without hesitation:

"Eternal glory of the great Qin!"

I have seen unstoppable situations.

As a person who traveled through time to a peaceful and prosperous era, Ying Fusu took a deep breath and slightly closed his eyes when he was about to face everything, his heart filled with reluctance and regret.

At this moment, the gate at the entrance of the Ninth Realm slowly opened.

The team that emerged was dressed in armor, and the first thing that caught the eye was a series of three bodies in white clothes, tied up and swaying in ropes.

Hu Hai, Li Si, and Zhao Gao!

Following closely behind was a hearse wrapped entirely in white cloth, and surrounding the hearse were a group of people with white cloth wrapped around their waists, moving slowly forward.

Under the overwhelming force of the Nine Territories Army, those who did not want to be destroyed together decided on their path. At the same time, the Imperial Guards stationed outside the Nine Territories obeyed the orders of the generals in confusion and put down their spears.

"Your Highness!" When General Meng Tian completed the defense handover, he rode his horse to Ying Fusu.

The stage to test the actors' skills has officially begun! ... Ying Fusu didn't wait for Meng Tian to say anything more. He quickly tore off the crown on his head, jumped off the battle carriage, and staggered towards the hearse wrapped in white cloth.

"Father...I was unable to arrive earlier...I watched helplessly as you were framed and killed by those bad officials...Once we parted in Xianyang, it became a farewell forever..."

All that could be heard was his loud wailing, and then he fell under the hearse, gritting his teeth and insisting on kneeling on the ground, performing the salutes continuously with quick movements like fiddling with a drum.

It hurts so much! ... Fortunately, it's not a paved concrete floor! ... I didn't expect that I could still have such a good acting performance... If I had applied for the film academy, it would have been more or less useful... Ying Fusu imitated the actions of a filial son, and the ministers who were observing him helped him up at the right time.

Sure enough, after a while, the people wrapped in white cloth were responsible for the incident and were trying their best to comfort and imply that the matter had nothing to do with them.

It's so late and he's still trying to pass the buck. He walked all the way here with the smell of stinky salted fish. What can he say? Haha... Ying Fusu followed the mood of the crowd and slowly got up from the ground. He turned to Li Si and others who were kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs.

Then he saw a drunken and sad face: it was Li Si; a face with a flattering but hidden fear: it was Zhao Gao; the square face with eyes moving around: it was his familiar brother - Hu Hai.

"Brother, please rest assured... All of this is Zhao Gao's fault, and it was Li Si who put pressure on me from behind!..." My wife's brother knelt on the ground, struggled to crawl forward a few steps in the dust, and said with tears in his eyes.

Ahaha, I believe you are lying! ... Fusu took a big step back and announced to the attendants around him: "Take him back to Xianyang and hand him over to the court for punishment!" The attendants obeyed and replied, "Understood!"

After a while, Li Si and his men were led away from the city gate. A minister with a white linen belt around his waist knelt on the ground and said solemnly, "The country cannot be without a leader for a day. I request that you ascend the throne as soon as possible to appease the people and stabilize the country..."

"This is a ridiculous statement!" Another official jumped out to refute, stopping Fusu from saying what he was about to say: "Our king has not returned to Xianyang yet, and has not yet completed the mourning for the deceased king, but you are allowed to ascend the throne immediately. How will the world view you?" Seeing Fusu's gaze resting on his face, the official bowed respectfully and said: "I am Shusun Tong, the doctor in waiting." Yes, he is the Confucian scholar who designed etiquette for Liu Bang. He is indeed talented... and what he said makes sense. If we ascend the throne in Jiuyuan, how can we face people? Is it Shusun Tong who made him succeed to the throne... However, if I become the second emperor, this title sounds so awkward... After quickly calculating the complex relationship of all this in his mind, Fusu nodded slightly, confirming the official's memory.

After some routine procedures, Fusu changed into simple clothes and, surrounded by the Jiuyuan army, quickly crossed the border and returned to the road leading to Xianyang. The speed was much faster than when he went to Jiuyuan.

When passing through Fushi County, he ordered the pick-up of Wang Li and others who were detained there, and prepared to lead these people back to Xianyang.

The summer nights on the Loess Plateau were as cool as late autumn. The troops escorting the First Emperor to the capital stopped their advance temporarily and took a short rest and reorganization in Diaoyin.

The water of Luo River was rolling, constantly washing the banks of the riverbed. Almost all the lanterns in the camp had been extinguished, leaving only the torches in the hands of the patrolling soldiers, which flickered in the night sky.

In the temporary camp of the central army, after Fusu reviewed the work documents proposed by Ren Xiong, the prefect of Nanhai County, regarding food needs and requesting the deployment of labor to repair the Lingqu Canal, his shoulders began to move, stretching his stiff body.

Phew~ It's finally done! 120 jin, exactly... Being a minister is really a difficult thing... Fortunately, after integrating Fusu's memory, how many modern people can still understand this ancient seal script used to write official documents! Fusu gently put down the brush and asked several waiters to take out the bamboo tubes piled on the table.

"Has Your Highness always been like this?" Fusu turned his head and asked, looking at the young man in single clothes kneeling on the side and answering.

"Yes, Prince!" the young man replied with a nod.

Under the flickering candlelight, the former prime minister Li Si appeared.

If there is someone who knows Li Si, then they may find that the old minister who was still energetic even in his old age is no longer in front of them, and has been replaced by the elder with white hair who looks very old.

Fusu suddenly asked a question. "What is the basis for choosing Hu Hai?" Faced with this unexpected question.

Li Si was silent for a while, then slowly said: "When I was young, I had a very meaningful experience."

One type of rat hides in the toilet and devours food. Such rats are often frightened and will dodge around at the first sign of something. Other rats specialize in the rice warehouse and enjoy the rice. They have long been accustomed to a superior life, and even if someone comes, it is difficult for them to flee in panic. They only covet that luxurious life.

After finishing speaking, Li Si lowered his head and remained silent. This is how the ancients were. They would take back their words when they were on the tip of their tongues, leaving people to savor and comprehend! In order to defend his position and wealth, Li Si chose to join forces with Zhao Gao, but still lost everything in the end. Perhaps this is the kind of result that is difficult to pursue? The road of life is always full of pain. May God bless you.

Fusu smiled slightly and then asked: