My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

In the eighth year of the Qin Dynasty, Xianyang Palace, main hall.

Twenty-one-year-old Ying Zheng has grown to a height of 1.85 meters. His arms are thick and strong, and he feels powerful when he sees them. His narrow eyes contain indifference, wisdom and pride, and he looks at the audience with a detached attitude. Ministers.

It's just that his strong muscles are covered by a black-and-red-patterned crown, and the kingly aura in his eyes is also hidden by the youthful ignorance on his face.

Before the crown was placed on his head, Ying Zheng tried his best to restrain his strength and aggression, and used his acting skills honed in life and death to show a clear and stupid look.

We are on the same high platform, one foot away to the left of Ying Zheng.

Prime Minister Lu Buwei sat on the soft couch, looking at Ying Zheng with his lowered eyes, as if strands of thread were pulled out of his eyes, and he was controlling the puppet of Ying Zheng: "Your Majesty, give the order."

After Ying Zheng was silent for a few moments, he sighed and shook his head: "Father Zhong, Lord Chang'an is still young and has little experience. How can he be able to command an army?"

"Let him lead troops to attack Zhao, and our country, the Qin Dynasty, will be defeated. I don't know how many good men of the Qin Dynasty will die in vain!"

"How can I bear this?"

And Ying Zheng's words seemed to give some people courage.

Han Cang, an official in charge of millet management, came out and cupped his hands, and exhorted in a deep voice: "Please give me your advice!"

"Mr. Chang'an is good at words, but he doesn't know how to fight. He has never even set foot on a battlefield!"

"Chang'an Jun doesn't know how to fight!"

"This time, our Da Qin army sent troops to attack Zhao, not only to expand its territory, but also to avenge the five kingdoms' attack on Qin two years ago. Our Da Qin army needs a hearty victory!"

"In my humble opinion, Lord Chang'an is unable to shoulder such a heavy burden."

"The humble minister advises us to ask General Wang Jian to be the chief general, and Lord Chang'an to be the deputy general and subordinate!"

Ying Zheng nodded quickly: "Father Zhong, I think Han Shangqing's words are reasonable."

"We, the Qin Dynasty, have so many powerful generals. When will it be Lord Chang'an's turn to take command and go on an expedition?"

But Lao Ai stepped forward and refuted loudly: "Han Shangqing is so wrong!"

"Every fierce general has his first battle."

"Mr. Chang'an is sixteen years old, and he has expanded his territory hundreds of miles. He is indeed a great talent in this world. Why does Han Shangqing say that Mr. Chang'an doesn't know how to fight?"

"What Han Shangqing said, if word spreads, I'm afraid it won't make the world think that Lord Chang'an is timid!"

Han Cang hurriedly made amends: "I have no intention of being timid in fighting, Lord Chang'an."

"It's just that this battle is of great importance. We, the Great Qin Dynasty, should use veterans who have experienced battles in order to achieve a great victory, instead of using Lord Chang'an who has never been on the battlefield!"

When Han Cang started to argue, his little initiative was completely lost.

Lao Ai smiled and didn't even pay attention to Han Cang's apology. Instead, she bowed her hand to Ying Zheng and said in a deep voice:

"As the son of the late king, Lord Chang'an may become the head of the royal family in the future, so he should shoulder the responsibility of fighting for the Qin Dynasty."

"As for the king's worries? It can be easily solved by making an experienced man the deputy general of Chang'an Lord."

"Wei Chen recommended General Fan Yuqi as deputy general."

"I think that with the young and talented Lord Chang'an in command and the mature and prudent Fan Yuqi as his deputy, the king will have no worries!"

As Lao Ai finished speaking, all the courtiers came out to advise:

"The king is kind, but as a king, you should also know how to use people well. With Lord Chang'an as the main general in this battle, we will definitely win a great victory!"

"Could it be that the king has the intention of suppressing Lord Chang'an, so he doesn't want Lord Chang'an to lead the expedition?"

"I advise you again, please Chang'an Lord to take command to attack Zhao!"

Waves of sound converged into a thick sense of oppression and attacked Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng's hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and his fingernails dug deeply into his flesh.

He knew that under this general situation, he was powerless to make a comeback!

The ministers asked him to give orders to give him face.

But if he doesn't accept the favor, Lu Buwei can completely 'seal' the order on his behalf!

Ying Zheng was even more unwilling to agree and could only resist with silence.

Lu Buwei took a deep look at Ying Zheng, and then looked at Ying Chengyu who was sitting in the first row under the high platform: "The ministers are all talking about whether Chang'an Lord will lead the army to attack Zhao. Why does Chang'an Lord say nothing?"

With these words, the eyes of all the courtiers in the hall fell on Ying Chengyu.

Facing the scrutinizing eyes, Ying Chengyu sighed in his heart.

No one knows that he is a time traveler, and he is also a time traveler who has passed through the fetus.

After knowing that he came to Da Qin, Ying Chengyu felt that with his knowledge from later generations, he would definitely be able to crush these ancients!

But the reality gave Ying Chengyu one series of big fights!

The intensity of internal strife in Da Qin today is terrifying.

Even Ying Zheng, who will become the emperor of the ages in the future, is like a puppet now that he is powerless and is being controlled by various forces.

He, Ying Chengyun, has no power, no power, and no honor or righteousness, so why should he fight with these old foxes?

Even though Ying Chengxuan knew very well that Lu Buwei's suggestion that seemed to give him military merit was actually to kill him.

What can he do? !

Ying Chengyu could only stand up and cup his hands, and responded in a low voice:

"I'm so scared that I dare not speak."

Lu Buwei smiled heartily: "Chang'an Lord is too humble! This is not the attitude that a good man of Da Qin should have!"

Seeing that Ying Chengyu did not take the initiative to ask for a fight and left him alone to save his dignity, Lu Buwei did not want to say much and directly ordered in a deep voice:

"Pass the king's order!"

"With Chang'an Jun Ying Chengyu as the chief general and Fan Yuqi as the deputy general, we will send an army of 100,000 to attack Zhao!"

"Set out as quickly as possible without any mistakes!"

Lao Ai and other courtiers immediately raised their hands and shouted:

"Great King Shengming!"

Ying Zheng felt bitter.

Saint?

This is not an order from a widower at all!

After Li Si carved the seal of the king's order on the bamboo slips, Lu Buwei looked at Ying Chengxuan: "Chang'an Lord Yingchengxuan, you still don't accept the order?"

Ying Chengyu took the bamboo slips from Li Si with a mixture of fear and expectation, and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty, Ying Chengyu, honor your order!"

Lu Buwei nodded with satisfaction: "Very good!"

Great Qin would not convene ministers to hold a large court meeting for a while. The purpose of today's large court meeting was to use the officials' stance to force Ying Zheng to surrender.

Now that Ying Zheng has been silenced and Ying Chengyu has surrendered, there is no need to continue the meeting.

After the ministers retreated, Ying Zheng stood up slightly staggeringly: "Father Zhong, I am not feeling well, so please leave first."

"Mr. Chang'an, come to help me."

Lu Buwei warned in a gentle voice: "Your Majesty, you will go on your own. I just ask you to remember Wen Shu. Today it is time for Your Majesty to recite "Quishi"!"

Ying Zheng paused and did not answer. He just let Ying Cheng support him and walked towards the back hall.

All the way to the imperial study room, Ying Zheng suddenly ordered:

"I have to deal with the memorial, so please disperse."

The dozens of eunuchs who came along all looked troubled:

"Reporting to the King, it is the Queen Mother Huayang's order to serve the King at all times, and we dare not disobey it."

"While the king is processing the memorial, we will stand at the door and never look around."

"Your Majesty, King Wanwang, is considerate of my ministers and others."

Ying Zheng laughed at himself.

Let the king be considerate of his subjects and allow his subjects to put the Queen Mother's will above the king's will.

Isn't this a big joke!

But for these eunuchs, it was so natural.

How sad is this!

Just before Ying Zheng was about to scold him further, Ying Chengqian took the lead and asked:

"Master Meng, the king's order is about to be issued, can you hear it?"

Meng Tian, ​​the assistant minister, immediately turned his sword sideways and blocked the door of the royal study. He swept his eyes across the eunuchs and shouted in a deep voice:

"The king's order is issued, and the scenery of the whole world follows."

"Why don't you retreat quickly!"

The eunuchs still refused to give up, but Meng Tian had already closed the door of the imperial study and led his servants to block the door.

While the minister and the eunuch were arguing outside the door, Ying Zheng walked to the corner of the imperial study, opened a wine bottle, and scooped out two jue of thick wine. Ying Zheng handed one of the jue to Ying Chengxuan.

First, he drank half a cup of wine, and then Ying Zheng sighed softly:

"Is Brother Wang happy to have gained military power?"

Ying Chengyu also took a sip of wine, shook his head and laughed at himself: "Have you obtained military power?"

"Come on, plus the ax on the neck is enough!"

"What's so gratifying?"

Ying Zheng looked pleased: "Brother Wang is really awake."

"This time, the king's brother was ordered to lead the army to attack Zhao. Although it seemed to be the advice of the court officials, it was actually the intention of Father Zhong. The empress dowagers of the two palaces also had a lot of help."

"These people won't be so kind to you."

"And what they are planning to do even if they are willing to let you control a hundred thousand troops must be huge!"

After a pause, Ying Zheng closed his eyes and his voice became more helpless:

"What they want is your life!"

Ying Chengyu's attitude was quite calm: "I know."

"Since the death of Queen Mother Xia, Yudi has been the target of public criticism in this court."

"I don't know how many people want Yudi to die quickly."

"The fact that they could wait until Queen Mother Xia was buried before taking action was beyond Yudi's expectations."

The late king Ying Yiren had only two sons in his life, namely Ying Chengyu and Ying Zheng.

During the time when Ying Zheng was in Zhao State, almost everyone felt that Ying Zheng would never come back in this life.

Ying Yiren's 'only' son, Ying Chengxuan, was the natural successor to King Qin.

For Ying Chengyu at that time, he only needed to wait peacefully until Ying Yiren died, and then he could successfully become the prince.

But what Ying Chengyu thinks is not important at all!

At that time, Ying Yiren's nominal mother, the Queen Mother Huayang, was firmly at the top of the harem, but Ying Yiren's biological mother, the Queen Mother Xia, was eager to experience what it was like to be the master of the harem.

In order to gain an advantage, Empress Dowager Xia won over Ying Chengxuan's biological mother, Mrs. Han, and then used the reward after Ying Chengxuan ascended the throne as her future expectations. Using Mrs. Han's mother's family power as the basic base, she gathered a large number of talents and quickly formed a formation in the court. A force of Korean relatives was formed, and they tried to attack the Queen Mother Huayang.

And just when the Korean relatives were rolling up their sleeves and working hard, Lu Buwei actually brought Ying Zheng back to China!

There is only one throne, but Queen Mother Xia and Lu Buwei both want to push their puppets to sit on that throne.

This is a fight to the death!

Now that the Queen Mother Xia has passed away, the Korean relatives headed by the Queen Mother Xia are leaderless. How could Lu Buwei miss the opportunity to add insult to injury?

This is a battle for power!

As long as Ying Chenglong does not die, Lu Buwei will not feel at ease!

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengyu with heartache, blamed himself and sighed: "It's my foolish brother who is sorry for you."

"If Brother Yu hadn't been able to grasp the power for a long time, how could he have forced you into such a desperate situation!"

After drinking a lot of wine, Ying Zheng promised sincerely: "Brother Wang, I will try my best to delay time."

"You take advantage of this time to get married quickly."

"When my sister-in-law gives birth to an heir, my brother should treat her like his own son and always stay by his side to educate her!"

Leaving a bloodline inheritance for Ying Chengyu is the only thing that Ying Zheng can do for Ying Chengyu.

Ying Chengyu also drank all his wine, smiled and looked up at the dark dome of the main hall: "Eldest brother's kindness, my foolish brother appreciates it."

"There are turbulent undercurrents in Xianyang City, and even if I have all my abilities, I can't do anything about it."

"Now they want to kill me by letting me lead the army to attack Zhao?"

"Ha~"

"Have they ever heard of letting the tiger go back to the mountains?"