Daqin: I Want to Be a Powerful Minister, but the First Emperor Actually Passed The Throne to Me

As dusk drew nearer, the setting sun left the last trace of tenderness on the horizon, and the sparrows flew back to their nests to feed their young.

The autumn wind swept through, blowing the green crop leaves, and also blowing Qin Shihuang's snow-white temples, a generation of emperors and the earth came into a close contact.

"Old Zhao!"" Wang Jian shouted, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he didn't even notice it.

One step ahead, he picked up Lao Zhao, and shouted in his heart: "Lao Zhao! Wake up!

Meng Yi was also startled, his eyes fixed on Qin Shihuang, his shoulders trembled in a visible range, and he shouted heavily: "Old Zhao!

The worried Meng Yi was helpless, and suddenly saw Zhao Yu approaching, and quickly dragged Zhao Yu's hand and shouted: "Lao Yu, show Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao must not be in trouble! Otherwise, the world will really be in chaos. !

Hearing this, Zhao Yu had some doubts, but he didn't have time to think carefully. The most important thing at the moment was to save people.

Zhao Yu walked up to Lao Zhao and took Lao Zhao's pulse with his hand. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Lao Zhao has high blood pressure, and was frightened by a war horse just now. It's a big deal, just go back and get some sleep."

Hearing this, Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. If His Majesty died in front of him, he would definitely apologize.

And Meng Yi also secretly rejoiced in his heart that His Majesty was in peace and well.

If His Majesty were to die suddenly, His Majesty would work hard and overwhelm the world, but he would not establish a queen and a prince.

Moreover, His Majesty also promoted the promotion of the grace decree and the imperial examination system in Daqin, which touched the interests of hundreds of officials in the court. When His Majesty died, who could suppress the court?

It is not impossible for the DPRK and China to be in chaos, and it is not impossible for aristocratic families in the world to rebel!

At that time, the world will really be in chaos!

Seeing the extremely worried expressions of Lao Wang and Lao Meng, Zhao Yu had doubts about Lao Zhao's identity!

It seems that the three of Lao Zhao are business partners who work together, and they are inseparable.

But Zhao Yu's long-term observation found that among the three Lao Zhao, only Lao Zhao's identity is the most honorable!

But judging from the performance of Lao Wang and Lao Meng in front of him, Lao Zhao's status is even more scary!

Looking at the stubborn eyes of Wang Fangcai, Zhao Yu has no doubt that the two of them are suspected of being buried!

"Furthermore, what Lao Meng said just now, once Lao Zhao dies, the world will be in chaos?" Thinking of this, Zhao Yu couldn't help taking a deep breath!

Could it be that Lao Zhao is Qin Shi Huang!?

Thinking of the several national policies that he gave to Lao Zhao and the three, the promotion of grace and the imperial examination system.

That one strategy has shaken the rights and interests of the aristocratic family.

Is it so easy to pass into Qin Shihuang's ears through the mouth of the powerful?

Moreover, it can spread throughout Daqin with lightning speed!

There is no other explanation except that Lao Zhao is Qin Shi Huang!

After figuring this out, Zhao Yu has already set off a storm in his heart!

"I actually said in front of the emperor just now that even the first emperor wanted to kill him? This is outrageous!" Zhao Yu thought in a guilty conscience.

Although he is unparalleled in martial arts, judging from His Majesty's performance, he will not necessarily blame himself, but it will inevitably leave a small knot in Qin Shihuang's heart.

Zhao Yu, who was a little worried, shook his head, put his distracting thoughts behind him, and saw Lao Wang carrying Lao Zhao towards the carriage outside the courtyard.

Zhao Yu strode forward, standing in front of Lao Wang, who should be in front of Wang Jian to be precise, pretending not to see through the people behind them: "Pharaoh, let go of Lao Zhao, I have more strength, let me send Lao Zhao got into the car.

"One person is enough, old man." Old Wang insisted.

"I said let me come, let me come!" Zhao Yu picked up Qin Shihuang's body directly from Wang Jian's hand, and then gently carried him into the carriage.

Later, Zhao Yu instructed the commander of Xuanwu Wei, who was dressed as a coachman: "Drive the carriage slowly, drive steadily, and go back as soon as possible. If you are careless, be careful not to save your head, you know?"

Yin Xu hurriedly nodded, the person in front of him was a messenger of immortals, His Majesty had repeated many times, his status was extremely noble, and he respectfully said: "The villain knows, Lord Lao is concerned."

Zhao Yu nodded calmly, and said to Wang Jian and Meng Yi: "You two, hurry up and send Lao Zhao back.

After Lao Wang said "Farewell", he quickly got on the carriage, the wheels of the carriage rolled rapidly, and drove towards Xianyang Palace.

"Next, how do you lick Brother Zheng?" Zhao Yu pondered inwardly as he looked at the carriage that gradually disappeared from sight.

Wang Jian and Meng Yi in the carriage looked at each other, feeling a little strange in their hearts.

Wang Jian stared at Meng Yi and pondered: "Just now, Zhao Yu's attitude has obviously changed, and he seems to be trying to please him. Did he find out the identity of His Majesty?

(bjec) Meng Yi pondered for a while. He suddenly patted his thigh, and his eyes lit up: "With Zhao Yu's ingenuity, I must have seen it long ago! The promotion of the imperial examination system is so fast! If it wasn't for His Majesty's personal visit, how could anyone have done so in such a short period of time? Promote these two strategies of rejuvenating the country to the world?'

"Now, even if we don't want to showdown, we have to showdown! When His Majesty wakes up, we will discuss it for a long time!" Meng Yi said calmly.

The carriage drove into Xianyang Palace.

The imperial physician immediately surrounded Qin Shihuang and entered the Qilin Hall.

Wang Jian and Meng Yi each returned to the mansion.

Three days later.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning crossed the morning dawn, the clouds on the blue sky painted strange peaks, and ladybugs flew from time to time on the green leaves of crops.

The air is fresh after the rain, the breeze is pleasant, and the warm light makes everything in front of you full of bright colors.

Zhao Yu stretched and stood in front of the crops, his eyes full of joy, "Forget the time, the crops are now mature, just wait for Lao Zhao and the three to come over to harvest a bumper harvest!"

Xianyang Palace.

Royal Ancestral Temple!

A dark and magnificent palace, with countless five-clawed golden dragons engraved on the beams and pillars, lifelike, soaring in the sky, soaring across the world!

The bright light shone down from the mighty sky and fell into the ancestral temple from the casement of mutton wood.

Around the ancestral temple, nearly a thousand Xuanwu guards guard it day and night.

In Xianyang Palace, apart from the Qilin Hall of Qin Shihuang, the imperial ancestral temple is the most heavily guarded!

Here, the six emperors of the Qin state are enshrined!

Qin's unification of the world was not the work of the Qin king, Ying Zheng, but the accumulation of the ancestors and clans for more than 500 years!

Ying Zheng never forgot this point, and he would come to pay homage to the ancestors every once in a while!

At the same time, the royal family tree is also enshrined in the royal ancestral temple, on which the name of every person with royal blood is recorded in detail with a gold pen.

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Qin Shihuang was wearing a black emperor's robe, and under the nine-bead crown bead curtain, a pair of dragon eyes shined through, penetrating the royal ancestral temple.

"See Your Majesty." The guards at the entrance of the Royal Ancestral Temple knelt on the ground one after another, paying homage to Qin Shi Huang.

"No ceremony." Qin Shihuang spoke slowly, his voice was low, but every word hit the hearts of every Xuanwu guard.

Qin Shi Huang stepped into the imperial ancestral temple, followed by Da Qin officials in official robes.

Entering the imperial ancestral temple, Qin Shi Huang devoutly knelt on the ground, lit a piece of agarwood, and burned incense to worship.

The agarwood smoke curled up, and Qin Shihuang seemed to have a few drops of sand in his eyes. He said in a calm and solemn voice: "Father! The predecessors of the Qin state! I have finally found a qualified successor who can carry the Great Qin!"

"I know that the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty are the most outstanding people among the descendants of the royal family. Any monarch can suppress hundreds of officials and coerce the world. This is the foundation of our Daqin, who has gone through six generations and finally ruled the world. ! Qin Shi Huang said solemnly.

The voice paused, and Qin Shihuang said with a little emotion: "The reason why I have not established the crown prince is not because I have no foresight and cannot consider the future of Daqin, but my eighteen dragon sons, each of which is not up to expectations! Now I have finally found a qualified person. The successor of , Zhao Yu!

"Imperial Father, the ancestors of the Qin Dynasty! Do you know? Zhao Yu's talent has even far surpassed that of me! The promotion of grace, the imperial examination system, and the education of the law... Which one is not a strategy to make the country stronger than it is to be extended? Forever!

"Quyuan plow, papermaking, fish basket, saddle, horse stool... that one is not an artifact of the fairy family, but it can prosper Da Qin! 35

"Especially, the yield of 5,000 catties of sweet potatoes per mu and the yield of 2,000 catties of potatoes per mu are more than enough to keep my Daqin free from famine!"

Having said this, Qin Shi Huang was silent for a while, then his eyes were sharp, and his icy voice resounded throughout the royal ancestral temple:

"Jiang Xiu! Take the royal family tree!

"Here." Jiang Xiu respectfully and calmly held the royal family tree in his hands, and went to Qin Shihuang in person.

Xuanwuwei beside him was holding a jade-made desk slip in both hands, and on the desk slip was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Qin Shihuang picked up the golden pen and wrote a heavy and brilliant name in the column of Ying Zhenglongzi in the royal family tree.

Emperor Qin, the nineteenth son of Ying Zheng, Zhao Yu!

After finishing writing, Qin Shihuang was relieved and heaved a sigh of relief.

Jiang Xiu and Xuanwuwei slowly retreated, and Qin Shihuang stood alone and arrogant in the ancestral temple of the royal family.

Ying Zheng's slender face was as thin as a knife and axe, and his perseverance was full of tenderness, and it seemed as if a few grains of sand had drifted into his eyes.

"Fang, I have lost you in the end, but I still want to thank you for giving me such a good son!"

"I have been indebted to you and Yu'er for decades, and I have not given Yu'er normal fatherly love, so that Yu'er wants Yan Zhen, even if I am the emperor. To be honest, I am not afraid that it is fake. Yes, but I am also happy in my heart. Yu'er has a strong temper, follow me, control the life and death of the world, and suppress the court officials with ease.

"These lack of fatherly love, I will definitely make up for Yu'er, Ah Fang, don't worry, when the time is right, I will tell Yu'er, and I will hand over the position of the prince to Yu'er, I believe that with Yu'er, I will The Great Qin of our country will certainly last forever! I do not fail to live up to the legacy of the predecessors of the past dynasties, and there has never been an incompetent person in our Great Qin who can inherit the position of the ancestors."

"I have never established a prince, it must be the will of God, in order to wait for Yu'er, the other eighteen sons, Fusu, Huhai, etc., can not carry the Great Qin, the appearance of Yu'er can be regarded as solving a confidant's worry for me. !"

"Fang, don't worry, after I show off the father-son relationship with Yu'er, I will definitely make you the queen!

Qin Shihuang said solemnly at the end, the tears in his eyes have disappeared, and his face has returned to calm.

As always, ruthless and assertive, with a dignified temperament, he said softly, "Let's pass on Wang Jian, prepare an army of 100,000 people, and come to the eastern suburbs of Xianyang in person!

"Here." He bowed his head sullenly, trembling in his heart, a hundred thousand troops are coming to Xianyang City, Your Majesty is going to make a big move again!

The royal mansion.

Lake center, gazebo.

The breeze was blowing, the green grass was sparse, the white cranes spread their wings, and the three people under the pavilion were comfortable.

Wang Jian put on his casual clothes, and his gray beard shook slightly. At this moment, he only felt that his whole body was full of energy.

Wang Jian stared at Wang Mengning, and the more he looked, the more he felt that his granddaughter was excellent. Although he was a little reluctant, Zhao Yu was really talented. Thinking that his granddaughter was about to marry Zhao Yu, Wang Jian, an old man, was sincerely happy!

When Wang Jian was old, his only wish was to see the Qin Dynasty flourishing in the world, to slaughter the Hun and Baiyue, and to see his granddaughter find a good family to marry.

And Zhao Yu is the most suitable candidate in Wang Jian's heart. With Zhao Yu's talent and tactics, he will surely inherit his position in the army in the future and become the new generation of war god of Da Qin!

At that time, his granddaughter and the son of the new god of war, as long as he can inherit the mantle of Zhao Yu, must be the god of war of Da Qin again!

My own bloodline of the god of war will continue proudly! Daqin's fearful battle will continue!

This makes Wang Jian even more happy than marrying His Majesty's Dragon Son!

"To be honest, the eighteen dragon sons of His Majesty, the old man does not look down on any of them, and he does not have the majesty of His Majesty at all! It is better to marry Zhao Yu and let the old man rest assured. Wang Jian sighed in his heart.

Otherwise, with Wang Jian's temperament, Wang Mengning would have already been promised to be a match!

"Haha! Ning'er, grandpa wins!" While thinking, Wang Jian quickly made his move, and unknowingly defeated Wang Mengning again.

Wang Mengning pouted and muttered reluctantly, "Grandpa, you know how to bully me, if you have the ability, you can go down with Sister Shuang'er, and Sister Shuang'er will definitely abuse you.

When Wang Jian heard this, he waved his hand, laughed and said: "Shuang'er is Shuang'er, you are you, grandpa, I like to play chess with you, hey, but you are going to get married soon, grandpa probably won't have much chance to play with you in the future. You play chess.

When Wang Mengning heard this, her face condensed, and she comforted Wang Jian: "Grandpa, don't be sad, I haven't married yet, and I will often come back to accompany grandpa when I get married.

Wang Jian glared at Wang Mengning and deliberately said seriously: "It's easy to say, it's easier said than done, do you know what Zhao Yu looks like when he is fascinated by my granddaughter?

Wang Mengning shook her head suspiciously, she didn't know.

And Li Zhishuang, who was playing the piano beside him, suddenly trembled in his heart, the strings paused, and the sound came to an abrupt end.

As if being stabbed by a huge awl in her heart, Li Zhishuang's brain was buzzing, and her mind went blank in an instant.

"Shuang'er, what about you?" Wang Jian was about to say Zhao Yu's sincere move in order to marry Ning'er, but before he spoke, he realized that something was wrong with Shuang'er beside him.

"Old General, it's nothing, it's just that my hand suddenly has some pain, I don't worry about the old general." Li Zhishuang quickly explained.

On the other hand, Ning'er seemed as if nothing had happened. Although she was a girl, her mind was generous and she was not as delicate as Li Zhishuang.

Wang Mengning shook Wang Jian's arm and asked curiously, "Grandpa, tell me quickly, Zhao Yu, the so-called immortal messenger, is really fascinated by me?