Daqin: Five-year-old grandson of the emperor, put his own father in prison

Makes sense!

Such a simple method, how could the widow not think of it?

His grandma, the widow was scared silly by the little brat.

Ying Zheng took a deep breath, and with a strong will, forced himself to calm down completely, and turned back into that wise and cold emperor.

He thought for a while, and then ordered in an orderly manner:

"From now on, everyone in the Fusu Mansion is not allowed to leave this place."

　"If someone leaks a word about today's matter, you and I will all be guilty...Kill! None! Forgive me!"

After a pause, Ying Zheng pointed at Zhao Gao and Zhang Han who were kneeling and trembling on the ground, and said coldly:

"Including you too〃II."

Zhao Gao and Zhang Han, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly trembled in fright: "I dare not!"

"The widow is in a bad mood. I plan to stay in the Fusu mansion for a few more days, and all official duties will be turned down."

"You find some small animals to come over, they must be alive and kicking, and there is nothing wrong with them. The widow must feed them herself."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

But at this moment, the little emperor's grandson quit immediately.

What do you mean by bad old man?

Kindly point out to him that the elixir is poisonous, so it's fine if there is no reward, and why don't you stay here?

Wouldn't it be impossible to eat alone these days?

"Grandpa Huang, if you want to raise small animals, you can go back to your palace to get them. My house is too small, so it's inconvenient."

Ying Mu coughed dissatisfied.

Zhang Han and Zhao Gao next to them were startled again and broke out in cold sweat.

This brat really deserves a beating.

Just angered His Majesty, almost sent to the frontier.

It was very difficult to have room for maneuver, and it started again in a blink of an eye.

Your Highness, it doesn't matter if you do it, but please don't implicate us, okay?We just want to eat with peace of mind.

Fortunately, Ying Zheng is probably not in the mood right now, he is angry with a child

He said with a straight face:

"Bastard, what is your family and my family? Aren't we a family? Why do we divide each other?"

"It's getting late, Mu'er, hurry up and cook, cook a few good dishes to make Grandpa Huang happy, Grandpa is in a bad mood after being poisoned."

"Grandfather, you, you..."

This time it was the little emperor's turn to be speechless with anger.

What the hell.

Never seen such shameless?

He is in his teens, and he still needs a five-year-old baby to cook for him.

"Okay, it's such a happy decision, come and give the emperor a hug."

With a face of resistance, Ying Mu puffed his cheeks and said angrily.

"I don't want it, you go away."

"I protest!"

"I request the distribution of frontiers."

Ying Zheng stared and said, "Bastard, who dares to send my good grandson to the frontier? Let's see if Grandpa Huang punishes him severely."

The surrounding attendants were all speechless.

Who was furious just now, planning to turn against the little Huangsun?

Why did nothing happen in a blink of an eye, and they got mixed up?

How scary!

Is the imperial family always so moody, turning faces faster than turning pages?

the next few days.

Yingzheng lived in Fusu Mansion, except for the daily interactions with the little emperor's grandson.

He feeds a few chickens and rabbits with all kinds of elixir refined by alchemists every day, and he doesn't allow anyone to get close.

On the first day, the small animals moved as usual and could not see anything.

The next day, the little animal seemed to be in better condition, jumping up and down very excitedly.

So that Qin Shihuang suspected that the little Huangsun said about the poisoning, did he fool him?

On the third day, the little chickens and rabbits began to feel listless.

On the fifth day, a few small animals that were about to be raised by Ying Zheng,

They are all dead!

Ying Zheng stared blankly at the dead chickens and rabbits all over the place.

He felt that even if it was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, it was far less terrifying than the scene in front of him!

Because he seemed to see his own corpse from it, which seemed to be overlapping with the corpses of these little beasts

Worthy!

Tianshou!

The widow is finished!

In vain, Ying Zheng felt his hands and feet were cold, and there was a kind of hopelessness in his heart.

At this moment, the facts have proved that Xiaohuangsun Yingmu is right!

Shidan, poisonous!

Zhao Gao and Zhang Han were beside them, with their heads down, not daring to breathe.

They were equally astonished, and both worried, about the same thing.

"Unbelievable! Why did your little Highness see at a glance that His Majesty's elixir is poisonous?

"Your Majesty is poisoned, how long can you live?"

"If Your Majesty dies, who should inherit the throne?"

However, compared to Zhang (Liao Nuo's) Han who is loyal to the royal family, Zhao Gao is even more anxious.

Mr. Hu Hai, whom he bet on, is still in prison!

In case His Majesty suddenly died of poison, how should Mr. Hu Hai, who is sleeping in the prison, rise to the throne in time?

Fortunately, the biggest rival to the throne, Mr. Fusu, is also in jail.

Thinking of this, Zhao Gao breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as it is properly arranged, it is not completely impossible.

A haze flashed deep in Zhao Gao's eyes!

"Oh, time and fate!"

Qin Shihuang suddenly sighed heavily, as if he had aged ten years all of a sudden.

"Zhang Han, you immediately lead people, arrest all those alchemists, and let no one escape.

"The minister obeys the order!"

Zhang Han took the order and left.

"Zhao Gao, you bring the little Huangsun Yingmu here."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Zhao Gao responded, suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart!

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Chapter 208: Who will inherit the Great Qin Jiangshan?Ying Mu's scalp is numb! (Please subscribe for support)

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Zhao Gao quickly brought Ying Mu over.

"Grandfather, what do you want from me?" Ying Mu's nurse said softly.

Ying Zheng smiled gently:

"It's nothing, Grandpa Huang just wants to have a few words with you."

Saying that, he gave Zhao Gao a look, and Zhao Gao immediately backed away with his waist bowed.

But Zhao Gao was very restless in his heart.

It stands to reason that His Majesty may die soon after being poisoned.

Shouldn't Fu Su or Hu Hai be the first to be summoned?

After all, among the many sons of the First Emperor, only these two are recognized as worthy of succession.

Fusu has a gentle and kind personality, but his shortcoming is that he emphasizes benevolence and righteousness too much, and has been severely brainwashed by Confucianism.

On the contrary, Hu Hai was brutal and ferocious. He inherited the first emperor's violent export style, but he did not have his father's great talent and generality.

As for Shihuang's other sons, most of them were submissive and useless, even seeing Ying Zheng, they were too scared to speak.

"Could it be that His Majesty hopes that this little bastard, Yingmu, will inherit the throne?"

Zhao Gao was taken aback by his speculation.

If this is the case, then Hu Hai probably won't have much of a chance. When was this trash not being manipulated by Ying Mu to death?

290 Thinking of this, Zhao Gao became anxious, and a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

In the main hall, Ying Zheng and Xiao Huangsun sat face to face on the floor.

"Mu'er, as you expected, those little birds and beasts fed by the emperor's elixir are all dead today!"

"Hey, now I can't help Grandpa Huang not believing it. Grandpa is indeed suffering from some kind of chronic poison."

"By the way, you kid is really a god. You can tell it's poisonous at a glance. What do you think? Did the old fairy in your dream give you advice?"

Yingzheng looked at the little emperor grandson with amazement and asked.

"Uh, my grandson doesn't have heavenly eyes, I just feel...the smell is not right."

Ying Mu couldn't explain what the history books told him, he could only vaguely explain it.

Fortunately, the bad old man doesn't bother with this issue, it doesn't matter anyway.

"...When people are old, they like to complain, and Grandpa Huang is no exception."

Ying Zheng didn't care whether the little emperor could understand or not, he looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, and said what he said.

"Grandpa Huang killed many people in his life. Most people in the world don't understand Grandpa Huang and call him a tyrant."

"Hmph, just a bunch of short-sighted idiots!"

"Perhaps after many, many years, there must be a wise man who understands the painstaking efforts of the widow."

"Everything I do is for the prosperity of my Great Qin, and for the people of Liming to live and work in peace and contentment."

"The widow may have lost to this generation, but he is worthy of this country, the next generation of people, and the next generation.

Ying Mu tilted his head when he heard this, and nodded slightly in agreement.

In today's era, Qin Shihuang is indeed a well-deserved tyrant.

But if you look back at history from the perspective of future generations, you will find that the civilization of China thousands of years after the Qin Dynasty was actually under the blessing of the First Emperor.

Books with the same text, cars with the same track, and walks with the same people... The idea of ​​unification implied in these policies is one of the greatest achievements of the first emperor.