General Qin

"Your Majesty, this is the general document sent by the Prime Minister regarding the placement of the clan nobles of the Three Kingdoms."

Zhao Gao, the order of the CRRC Mansion, stepped forward, holding a roll of documents printed with dragon patterns in his hand. He had already spread it out on the table without the First Emperor opening his mouth.

The First Emperor nodded with satisfaction, which was why he liked having Zhao Gao by his side.

Since the injury to his arm and waist, the First Emperor rarely took action, and even let Zhao Gao do things like reviewing documents from time to time.

At this time, the importance of a secretary who can write good calligraphy and is smart and sensible is reflected.

Zhao Gao's status is rising day by day. During this time, he came into contact with a large number of imperial documents, which made him work harder and harder.

Although the texts reviewed by Zhao Gao were all dictated by the First Emperor, over time, he couldn't help but feel that he was participating in the governance of the country.

The world of Great Qin seems to be inseparable from him, Zhao Gao.

The First Emperor lowered his head and looked at the information recorded in the document.

After a while, he nodded and said, "Fusu did a good job this time and he did not disappoint me."

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, the eldest son has outstanding abilities and is truly a blessing to our great Qin."

Zhao Gao flattered him, but he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

He knew very well what the First Emperor was thinking.

In Zhao Gao's view, the relationship between the eldest son Fusu and the Meng brothers was much closer than that between him and Zhao Gao.

And if the First Emperor gradually transfers power to the eldest son, wouldn't Zhao Gao be useless?

Zhao Gao pretended to be happy and said: "If there is an eldest son to share the political affairs for your majesty in the future, your majesty will be able to have more time to practice."

The First Emperor's face changed slightly.

He lowered his head again and looked at the paperwork in front of him, his eyes flickering.

"You guys go down first and let me be quiet for a while."

"only."

Zhao Gao stopped and stepped back.

At the same time, the other eunuchs serving in the room also followed and left. In a blink of an eye, only the First Emperor was left in the room.

"that power."

The First Emperor whispered, stretched out his injured arm, held the brush on the case, and wanted to write on the document.

After a while, he threw away the brush he had been holding for a long time.

Then he turned around and walked to the couch to lie down.

The First Emperor was lying on his back, with his eyes gently closed, his tongue touching the roof of his mouth, his arms naturally straightened, and his legs spread out in a relaxed manner, with the heels about six inches apart and the toes pointing to the left and right.

suck!

call!

The First Emperor no longer thought about what had just happened. He eliminated all distracting thoughts and only focused on the natural breathing through his nose.

Soon, his breathing adjusted to a fine and long state.

Feeling comfortable all over, doing nothing and having no desires.

This is a set of "Qi Convincing Guidance Technique" specially customized by Lu Sheng and others for the physical condition of the First Emperor.

The effect of this posture is far less than that of meditation, but it is very suitable for the First Emperor who had a waist injury and could not sit for a long time.

After practicing for half a year, he has not yet developed any sense of Qi, but his overall mental and physical condition is much better than before.

Ever since the First Emperor could remember, he had been living under tremendous pressure.

When he was young in Handan, he was wantonly bullied by the Zhao people; after returning to Qin, he succeeded to the throne but was suppressed by Lao Ai and Lu Buwei; when he came to power, he began to launch attacks on the six countries again. For more than ten years, he devoted himself to state affairs. Most of the day is spent on governing the country.

Even after unifying the world, his desire is still unstoppable. Waging war and unifying various things in the world consumes his energy and vitality.

After decades of hard work, the emperor's body and spirit were actually extremely tired.

Before the assassination, he had already felt that his body was not as good as before, his energy was lacking, he even had splitting headaches from time to time, and one of his ears was not very sensitive.

If it weren't for these reasons, he wouldn't have believed what Hou Sheng and others said before and took pills to maintain good physical condition.

Now, the First Emperor, who has been practicing for half a year, feels that his body is really getting better.

In addition to the pain relief, he sleeps more peacefully at night.

Lu Buwei, Yan Dan, and the two younger brothers he had often seen in his dreams no longer appeared, and the headache was greatly relieved.

These changes were the reason why he believed in the path of cultivating immortality taught by Lu Sheng and others.

Half an hour later, the First Emperor came out of the guidance state, feeling refreshed and extremely comfortable.

He glanced at the documents on the desk, his eyes no longer full of desire as before.

"Cultivating immortals can relieve all pain, and cultivating immortals can lead to immortality."

"If you can cultivate immortality, then what in the world can't you achieve?"

"Only by living forever can you enjoy eternal bliss and rule the world forever!"

The First Emperor made up his mind, summoned Zhao Gao, and ordered: "Pass an edict to me, hold a family banquet in the palace tomorrow night, and ask all the princes and princesses to come."

He paused and then said: "Let the martial arts lord Zhao Tuo be with his son."

Zhao Gao's heart trembled, he had some premonition, and he agreed bravely.

…

"Hey, my father is going to have a family banquet, and he wants our family to go. This is not a New Year celebration, so it's really strange."

When the news reached the Wugong Hou Mansion, Ying Yinman was very surprised.

Zhao Tuo rolled his eyes and had a guess. But he was just guessing. The matter was very important and he couldn't talk nonsense. He was just very excited.

If he guesses correctly, the future of this country will be very different from its original historical direction.

By the afternoon of the second day, Zhao Tuo's family packed up and asked Xia Houying to drive the carriage to drive them to the Qin Palace.

As soon as he entered the palace gate and walked on the familiar road in the palace, Zhao Tuo remembered the scene when he entered the palace before.

Zhao Tuo turned his head and looked at Ying Yinman, who was wearing a deep robe with a curved skirt and her hair tied into a woman's bun, with a smile on his lips.

Ying Yinman was very sensitive. She glanced sideways at him and said inexplicably: "Why are you laughing?"

Zhao Tuo chuckled and said: "I think before the Qin Dynasty unified the world, every time I entered the palace and walked on this road, I would think about the same thing."

"What's up?"

Ying Yinman became interested.

"Want to know? Then I'll tell you."

Zhao Tuo glanced around and saw the eunuch leading the way walking in front and the wet nurse holding her son walking behind. Other than that, no one else was watching.

He signaled Ying Yinman to stop, and then he leaned close to her ear, blowing hot breath on the crystal earlobe.

"What I was thinking about at that time was how to be a princess, how to..."

"Zhao Tuo!"

Ying Yinman's face turned red with embarrassment, and she reached out and twisted Zhao Tuo's waist, causing him to scream in pain.

When Xiao Zhao Che, who was being led by his wet nurse from behind, saw this scene, he chuckled and shouted, "Father and mother are fighting again."

Hearing this, Ying Yinman was ashamed and angry. He glared at Zhao Tuo and said, "It's all you. What if someone else sees it?"

"What are you afraid of? No one will see it."

Zhao Tuo didn't care. The eunuch leading the way didn't dare to turn his head back, and the wet nurse behind him walked with her head buried.

Except for his lively and restless son, who dares to read and talk nonsense?

Flirting in this palace is so exciting.

On the high platform deep in the Qin Palace, the First Emperor put down the telescope in his hand.

The daughter and son-in-law, who were originally clearly visible in the mirror, immediately became two blurry villains.

"This telescope is really good. It can bring people thousands of steps away before our eyes and make them come alive. It is really a miraculous creation."

The First Emperor sighed.

Standing on this high platform, looking at the palace gate with a telescope, or looking at the Xianyang scene outside the palace city, he could see some interesting scenes, which was regarded as an entertainment for the First Emperor in his spare time.

Playing with the metal creation in his hand, he said softly: "Zhao Tuo has a lot of things hidden, so we can't waste it. When this year's plan is over, let him go to the Young Mansion to do something else."

With that said, the First Emperor turned around and walked towards the audience. There was still a family banquet waiting for him today.

The royal banquet is naturally luxurious and noble.

At dusk, the palace was already filled with thousands of lanterns and thousands of colorful lanterns, lighting up the entire palace like daylight.

"My son, Fu Su, pays homage to my father."

Young Master Fusu, dressed in dark red clothes and a far-traveling crown, kowtowed to the emperor on the throne.

"Well, sit down."

The First Emperor responded and asked Fusu to take a seat.

Immediately after Fusu, the princes such as Gongzi Wen, Gongzi Wu, Gongzi Gao, Gongzi Jianglu, and Gongzi Ronglu all paid homage to the First Emperor in order of eldest and youngest.

The First Emperor looked very calm and did not show any obvious preference. He just asked them to take their seats.

It wasn't until after the New Year that Hu Hai, who was already thirteen years old, came up and saluted the First Emperor and said, "My son, Hu Hai, pays homage to my father. Hey, my father looks really good today. There must be some happy event coming to our door."

The First Emperor changed his expressionless expression on the young masters before and smiled at Hu Hai: "You are the only one who can say, go and sit down."

"Follow your father's imperial edict."

When Hu Hai saw the First Emperor laughing, he also happily went to sit aside.

After all the gentlemen, there is the remaining princess.

The eldest princess Ying Yinman and the martial arts lord Zhao Tuo came up with their son in hand and saluted the first emperor.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Tuo, pays homage to your Majesty."

Seeing their family of three, the First Emperor thought of the scene he had seen in the telescope and laughed.

His mentality has improved a lot since he became an immortal. At this moment, he actually felt a trace of teasing. He looked at Zhao Tuo and said jokingly: "Martial Lord, can you tell me what you just said in front of the palace gate? Do you want my daughter to attack you?"

The smile on Zhao Tuo's face froze instantly.

He looked at the mocking First Emperor in horror, his heart pounding.

"Damn it, has this emperor developed clairvoyance?"

Flirting in the palace and then being seen by the father-in-law is really exciting.

Ying Yinman glared at him fiercely, lowered her head, blushing and not daring to say a word.

Fortunately, at this time, Zhao Tuo's son came to the rescue.

Zhao Che, who was over two years old, saw that the food table in front of him was filled with all kinds of delicacies. He had already forgotten what his parents had told him before coming, and reached out to grab the fruit on the emperor's table.

Ying Yinman and Zhao Tuo were shocked.

"Che'er, don't be rude."

It would be terrible if the First Emperor was offended by his son's actions.

While the couple was frightened, the First Emperor looked at Zhao Che with interest.

He stretched out his uninjured left hand, took the first step to take away the fruit in front of Zhao Che, and said with a smile: "Xiao Che'er, call me and listen."

Zhao Che tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said in a clear voice: "Me."

In an instant, there was deathly silence in the entire palace, and everyone turned their attention to the two-year-old child.

Zhao Tuo felt his head buzzing as if he had been struck by lightning.

Is the word "I" used randomly?

Since the First Emperor unified the world and ascended the throne as emperor, he has stipulated that orders are called "Zhi" and orders are called "Edicts". The emperor calls himself "I".

In the whole world, only the emperor can call himself me.

Anyone who dares to speak nonsense is committing a forbidden crime!

"Your Majesty, Che'er is still young and doesn't know how to behave. Please forgive me."

Zhao Tuo and Ying Yinman immediately pulled Zhao Che to kneel down to apologize.

The eldest son Fusu also hurriedly stood up and said: "Father, Che'er is still young and does not understand etiquette and propriety. Please forgive me."

Seeing this, other young masters also quickly followed suit and begged for mercy.

In this extremely tense scene, only two people were not affected.

One was Zhao Che, who looked confused and didn't understand anything.

The other one is the First Emperor.

He glanced at everyone in the hall and laughed: "What are you doing? I am still arguing with a two-year-old child."

As he said that, he actually stood up, walked to Zhao Che, reached out and rubbed the child's head in front of him, and said with a smile: "You don't have to imitate other people to call you your majesty, just call me my grandma, come on, call me and listen. "

This time Zhao Che understood it and shouted loudly: "Wei Weng!"

"Hahaha, good! What a great grandson I am!"

The First Emperor was overjoyed and reached out to pinch Zhao Che's chubby face.

This face shape looks like Zhao Tuo.

But her bright eyes and thick black eyebrows looked very much like him.

Soon after the eldest son Fusu got married, he was ordered to go north to supervise the straight road project. Until now, he has not given birth to an heir.

The Zhao Che in front of him is the only grandson of Qin Shihuang.

Even if he is a grandson, he is still connected by blood.

The First Emperor handed the fruit to Xiao Zhao Che and looked at him chewing it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

"This son also has the surname Ying, and the blood of our Great Qin royal family flows in his body!"

Seeing the smile on the Emperor's face and caressing Zhao Che, Zhao Tuo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the usually serious First Emperor actually had a side full of family warmth in his heart.

A storm subsided.

Only Hu Hai could not help but pout when he saw his father treating another child affectionately.