May 15th, the 25th year of the Holy Qin Dynasty, Chen hour!

Thirty miles east of Xianyang City!

On the vast prefecture road leading to Xianyang City, a black-armored army was slowly approaching Xianyang City. The black-armored army lined up a long row of heads and no tails on the prefecture road, walking in an orderly manner, and the scene was majestic!

This black-armored army was the army to attack Yan. It took more than two months and raided for more than 4,000 miles and finally entered the Xianyang territory!

"Driving!Driving!"

Suddenly, an official rode a war horse and ran towards the army from the west. The official was about fifty years old, wearing a black pheasant tonic official uniform and a yellow gem inlaid official hat. He was obviously a second-rank official in the court.

Seeing the second-rank official coming, the Qin army soldiers in the front row were quite puzzled. What was going on? It was at least thirty miles away from Xianyang. Even if the ministers in the court wanted to welcome the triumphant army, there was no need to go out of the city to greet the city thirty miles, and one came.

"Where is Your Majesty?" The second-rank official shouted loudly before he could get close to the front row of Qin soldiers.

"Who is coming!"

For safety reasons, the soldiers in the front row forced the visitor to stop without hesitation. After the visitor was forced to stop, they immediately took out the official seal on their bodies and shouted with anxiety: "This official is Yang Ze, the Minister of War. If you have any important matters, please see Your Majesty!"

That’s right, this second-rank official is Yang Ze, the Minister of War!

"So it's Lord Yang, I'm so respectful!"

"Your Majesty is in the Central Army!"

The soldiers in the front row quickly put away their weapons and saluted Yang Ze. At the same time, they also let Yang Ze go. Yang Ze ignored these soldiers in the front row and continued to run along the roadside as soon as possible. After half a stick of incense, Yang Ze finally arrived at the central army position.

As soon as he arrived at the central army, Yang Ze saw Ying Chang surrounded by Bai Qi, Du Changjing, Zhao Hua, and Pei Ji. At this time, Ying Chang also saw Yang Ze. Seeing Yang Ze running towards him alone, Ying Chang couldn't help but ask in confusion: "Yang Aiqing, why are you here?"

Yang Ze quickly jumped off his war horse, knelt on his knees and bowed to the report: "Report to Your Majesty, the Right Prime Minister is seriously ill and can't hold on anymore. Please ask Your Majesty to move to Chang Mansion quickly. When you see the Right Prime Minister's last glance, you can relieve the right Prime Minister's obsession!"

"What did you say!" Ying Chang was shocked!

Chang Zifei is seriously ill? When did this happen? Why don’t I know?

"A Qi, General Du, General Zhao, you three immediately led the army back to the capital camp. Pei Ji immediately asked the Imperial Guard to leave the marching brigade and quickly enter the city with me!" Although Ying Chang was puzzled why Chang Zifei was so seriously ill, he had no time to think about it.

"Abide by the order!" Du Changjing and others quickly responded!

Then Pei Ji pulled out the marching brigade of 40,000 imperial guards, and then rode his horse along the roadside with Ying Chang, and rushed back to Xianyang with all his might.

After an hour, Ying Chang finally led 40,000 imperial guards to the East City Gate of Xianyang. The East City Gate was already crowded, and all the people who received the news of the Qin army's triumphant return, wanted to welcome the triumphant army at the city gate.

"Scatter, spread!"

"Your Majesty has urgent matters, don't block the way!"

The officers and soldiers of Xianyang City, who were greeting in advance, immediately dispersed the people. Seeing that the matter was urgent, the people took the initiative to retreat and gave way out. Ying Chang Peiji and Yang Ze and other 40,000 imperial guards rushed into Xianyang City without stopping. After entering Xianyang City, they ran directly towards Dongcheng District.

Dongcheng District, Changfu!

"Well!"

When he arrived at the gate of Changfu, Ying Chang tightened the reins of the horse and forced the horse to stop. The horse was in pain and couldn't help but wailed, but he also achieved the goal of stopping. As soon as the horse stopped, the servants of Changfu came over and led the horse. Ying Chang jumped off the horse and took Pei Ji and Yang Ze into Changfu.

"His Majesty!"

"See Your Majesty!"

"His Majesty!"

A large number of officials had already arrived at Changfu. When they saw Ying Chang walking into Changfu, they saluted Ying Chang one after another. Ying Chang ignored it completely and went straight to the Changfu Intermediate Courtyard. After a twist, they finally arrived at the master bedroom where Chang Zifei lived.

In the master bedroom, six ministers, the chief censors, and the seven left prime ministers were already among them, and Chang Zifei was lying on the bed. Chang Zifei now looked like he was very thin. He was already very thin, but now he was getting worse with his condition. He was skinny and boneless, and his skin was not polished at all, which was no different from the dead.

"Your Majesty, you are finally back!"

"His Majesty!"

As soon as Ying Chang walked into the bedroom, the ministers saluted Ying Chang one after another. Ying Chang ignored them completely and walked to the bed with a anxious expression. Seeing Chang Zifei lying on the bed so weakly, Ying Chang's heart sank and bursts of pain came from his chest.

Chang Zifei, who was lying on the bed, heard the movement and immediately opened his eyes with all his strength, and called out softly: "You......Due..."

Chang Zifei was very weak, and his voice was like a mosquito buzzing, and he was weak. If Ying Chang was not a strong person in the perfect realm, he had to put his ears close to Chang Zifei's mouth to hear clearly.

Ying Chang reached out and grabbed Chang Zi's hand that was as dry as a bamboo pole, and replied softly with a slightly worried look: "I'm here, I'm back."

"Your Majesty, I... I have not had much time to accompany you, so I can't accompany you... I've walked back..."

"Don't say anything, have a good rest. I will be here to accompany you. If you have anything to say, I will talk to me when I have good health!" Ying Chang said.

Chang Zifei shook his head gently and replied in a weak voice: "I have nothing to say. I can see Your Majesty at a glance. I am already... I hope that in the days when I am away, Your Majesty can be cautious... and go on..."

Chang Zifei lowered his head, but Ying Chang's hand that was grabbed by the palm of his hand was unable to hang down.

Chang Zifei, the right prime minister of the Qin Empire, died of illness!

"father!"

Changqing whined, "Pu"! Kneeled on both knees, tears flowing down.

At this moment, he lost the person he loved and admired the most in his life.

The Six Ministers and Zhang Feizi, Pei Ji were silent, his eyes couldn't help but rosy, and his heart felt a burst of sorrow.

Ying Chang felt sadness coming from his heart, and his body was in a daze. Pei Ji hurriedly supported Ying Chang and asked with a worried expression: "Your Majesty, are you okay?"

Ying Chang waved his hand, took off Pei Ji's support, turned around and faced Zhang Feizi and other six ministers, and asked loudly with a slightly sad expression: "Why did Chang Aiqing tell me now that he was seriously ill? Have you all died before?"

Kong Wen, the Minister of Rites, bent down with a sad expression and replied: "Your Majesty, you are always in a state of trouble. The reason for you is that Your Majesty has been fighting repeatedly and expanding territory for the Qin Dynasty. He is exhausted and exhausted. Now he has stopped the war without hesitation. You should let Your Majesty rest and not worry about your ministers. You always said that your Majesty is helping Your Majesty share your worries, not let Your Majesty worry about your ministers."
Chapter completed!