Autumn is a hot and cold season, and corpses are prone to stink. Especially when the Qin army is on the road, the Luan Yu carrying the corpses has been exposed to the sun and has begun to emit a foul odor. This smell has begun to arouse the suspicion of some people, but Zhao Gao is a smart man.

He conveyed the order of the First Emperor to the whole army, and each cart must be hung with baskets and filled with abalones. Abalone itself is a fishy smell. In this way, many people could not smell the stench emanating from the First Emperor's carts.

What's more, it is well known that the First Emperor was always dictatorial. Even if he suddenly ordered everyone to load abalone, it would not attract others' attention. Instead, they would think that this order must come from the First Emperor.

Especially in the Luang Yu, the food supply was the same every day, and the Emperor's decree was always heard from the carriage, and the memorials in various places would not delay the approval. In this way, Zhao Gao used the trick of deceiving everyone for half a month.

During the journey, the Qin army took a straight road from Jingxing Pass and headed straight for Xianyang.

At that time, there was a locust plague in Guanzhong, and the harvests in various places were not good. Right Prime Minister Feng Quji was touring various counties, hoping to survive the disaster year and avoid the displacement of a large number of victims. However, at this moment, a cavalry galloped over, dismounted at the edge of the field, and reported:

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister, we have an urgent document."

Feng Quji was very anxious when he saw the visitor, and a bad thought arose in his mind. Could it be true that the rumor that the First Emperor was seriously ill on the way? Thinking of this, Feng Quji walked quickly. The letter was from Hu Hai. The letter was

Unexpectedly, the First Emperor was seriously ill and needed to return to the palace immediately. At this time, Luan Jia was about to arrive in Xianyang and ordered Feng Quji to pick him up immediately.

After Feng Quji read the letter, he was so anxious that he didn't care about the people in the field. He took the reins from his entourage, got on his horse, whipped his whip hard, and headed towards Xianyang, leaving only a group of lonely officials and a group of farmers.

, looked at each other at a loss, neither of them knew what was going on.

At this time, the Prime Minister's Palace was extremely busy, and officials of all sizes were arriving one after another. Some of them were well-informed and already knew that the First Emperor fell ill during the journey. Some of them did not know and thought that the right Prime Minister Feng Quji had plans to open a warehouse to provide disaster relief. In short, everyone

Guessing, chattering endlessly in everyone's discussion.

Several government soldiers walked in with tea and started to drink tea on the table. The officials knew that this was a sign that the Prime Minister was coming, so they stopped talking with each other and returned to their seats, holding teacups and tasting the fragrance of the tea.

Thinking about Xiao Jiujiu in my heart.

After half a stick of incense, there were footsteps outside the door. Feng Qu hurriedly walked into the hall, came to his seat and sat down. He looked at everyone and then said: "I just received news that His Majesty's dragon body is not in good condition.

The streets must be blocked immediately to prevent people with evil intentions from rioting."

Feng Quji said it very tactfully. In fact, Hu Hai's letter made it very clear that the First Emperor was terminally ill and must return to the palace directly, otherwise there would be changes in Xianyang. However, he could not reveal this news to everyone to avoid causing panic.

As soon as he blurted out his words, everyone started talking. The hall was as noisy as a vegetable market. It took a long time before it calmed down under Feng Quji's scolding.

At this time, Feng Quji looked at Dianjun servant on his left hand and asked: "How many troops are there in the palace at this time?"

The Dian army servant called Shan Hong, who cupped his hand and replied: "Your Majesty, Prime Minister, there are only 800 guards in the palace at this time. If you need it, I can temporarily recruit a thousand people to the palace."

"One thousand people is too few. I order you to immediately recruit three thousand people to guard the palace. No one is allowed to approach Xianyang Palace without His Majesty's decree and the approval of the Prime Minister's Office. Anyone who dares to cross the boundary will be killed without mercy." Feng Quji said.

The order was decisive, but Shan Hong was in trouble. He looked a little embarrassed, hesitated for a moment, and said: "But Prime Minister, the day before yesterday, you have mobilized 5,000 troops of the Forbidden Army. At this time, I don't have so many people in my hands!"

"

"Bang!" Feng Qu slammed the table and scolded in displeasure: "Deploy troops to transport food and provide relief to the victims. Do you have any complaints?"

"The general will not dare." Shan Hong stood up, looked at Feng Quji, and murmured: "To be honest with you, Prime Minister, I only have 1,200 troops left in my hands at this time. If I need to temporarily deploy them, I am afraid I can only recruit them from Lishan Mountain."

Troops are being mobilized."

Feng Quji saw that Shan Hong really didn't have any extra troops, so he had to lower his head and think deeply. It was absolutely impossible to mobilize troops from Lishan Mountain. Once Lishan Mountain was in chaos, the consequences would be disastrous. Thinking of this, Feng Quji's eyes fell on Fen.

Wei Zhonglang took Deng Wu and thought for a moment. Feng Quji smiled and said: "Deng Wu, how many troops and horses do you have in your hand?"

When Deng Wu saw Feng Quji asking about it, he had to cup his hands and said: "Go back to Prime Minister, I have five thousand troops in my hand."

Feng Quji was overjoyed after hearing this. Just as he was about to speak, Deng Wu said first, "But before Zhang Shaofu left, he ordered that no one could mobilize any soldiers without the Shaofu's order."

Feng Quji refused to listen. After hearing this, he became furious. He couldn't help but stand up and reprimanded: "No one can mobilize a single soldier? Don't you know that before your Majesty left, he gave me full responsibility for the governance of Xianyang? In my hands

You have the power of life and death. Killing a lieutenant general is like crushing an ant. Aren't you afraid?"

When Deng Wu saw what Feng Quji said, he could only smile bitterly and shake his head, clasping his fists and saying: "Since the Prime Minister insists on deploying troops, I, Deng Wu, am willing to listen to the arrangement."

"You can teach me." Feng Quji stood up and said with a long voice: "You immediately allocate two thousand troops to Shan Hong and let him lead the army to guard the palace. The rest of the troops will follow us to Yunyang to pick him up.

"

Everyone sang the promise in unison and followed Feng Quji to the outside world.

...

Outside Yunyang City, thousands of Qin troops held high their military flags and lined up in the wind. Hundreds of officials who stayed in Xianyang lined up one after another. Not far away, on the wide galloping road, Qin army scouts began to appear. Behind them

, is the vanguard force of 100,000 people clearing the way. They have begun to march southwards from the straight road one after another.

Not far away, the First Emperor's central army finally appeared, with tall flags, magnificent Luan Yu, bright axes and mighty chariots. The troops moved forward slowly. After Feng Quji saw the Luan Yu, he immediately raised his hand.

, the roaring war drums and low bugles sounded from the city tower.

"Your Majesty, Feng Quji, long live my Majesty the Emperor." Feng Quji was the first to kneel down. Behind him, hundreds of officials and troops knelt down together. At this time, Luan Yu was no longer close to Feng Quji and others.

A hundred paces away, not far away, I heard Zhao Gao shouting loudly: "All the ministers are safe."

Everyone thanked him. At this time, Feng Quji walked up to Luan Yu. After saluting, he asked, "I would like to see your majesty."

On the side, Hu Hai lowered his face and scolded: "My father, the dragon body, is not in good condition. How can you disturb me? Why don't you back down!"

Feng Quji was frustrated and had to get back on his horse. He followed Luan Yu from a distance. The large army passed through the city from Yunyang County and headed to the front hall of Ganquan in the west, where they stayed for several days.

On the same day, the troops will bypass the Zhengguo Canal and rush back to Xianyang.

In Ganquan Hall, Zhang Han personally deployed troops and tightly guarded the surrounding area of ​​the hall. The soldiers and horses dispatched by Feng Quji were temporarily replaced. Although everyone was extremely dissatisfied with this and many people began to have doubts, Hu Hai had firmly controlled the general power.

With the strong assistance of Zhao Gao, Li Si and Zhang Han in his hands, no one dared to break into the palace without permission.

At this time, a stench filled the palace. The First Emperor had changed beyond recognition and was extremely ugly. Although everyone was in the outer palace, they could smell the suffocating smell. However, the matter was not yet accomplished. As long as the news of Fusu's suicide could not be spread for a day,

Come, no one dares to announce the death of the First Emperor for a day.

Hu Hai was pacing in the palace. He had no intention of favoring beauties these days. Life and death were at stake. Hu Hai also became cautious. If Fu Su refused to submit, things might become difficult. On the side, Zhao Gao was also thinking about this matter. He

There is no complete certainty in this matter, so we can only leave it to fate.

Seeing Hu Hai's anxiety, Zhao Gao walked over and said, "Your Highness, don't worry, I have made arrangements and everything is under control."

Although Zhao Gao comforted Hu Hai in this way, he was already uneasy in his heart. Soon, Zhang Han walked into the hall and came quickly. Beside him, there was a man in gray clothes. When the man approached, Zhao Gao

Gao recognized that the person who came was Cheng Le. The fact that this person came back alive meant that things had progressed.

Sure enough, before Zhang Han walked in front of everyone, he laughed and said: "Your Highness, there is good news."

Zhang Han came forward and handed Cheng Le a sign. Cheng Le stepped forward, saluted everyone, and then reported: "Young Master Fusu has committed suicide after receiving the order. The internal history of Meng Tian is only willing to hand over military power and is unwilling to commit suicide."

, the slave has moved him to the Yangzhou County Prison, leaving a hundred people to guard him to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Hearing the news, everyone let out a sigh of relief, and their worries were swept away. Li Si, who was standing by, couldn't help but raised his head and laughed. At this time, Zhao Gao walked up to Cheng Le, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, I will reward you heavily."

"Thank you, Sir..." Before Cheng Le could finish his words, a sharp dagger pierced Cheng Le's heart. Cheng Le covered his heart, looked at Zhao Gao in surprise, and took two steps back. Everyone in the hall was shocked.

He was shocked. At this time, Zhao Gao sneered and said, "You know too much. Just go with peace of mind. I will take good care of your family."

Cheng Le hesitated and wanted to speak, but he quickly fell to the ground and died due to excessive blood loss. At this time, Zhao Gao looked at Li Si and Zhang Han beside him and said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister Li, go arrange the funeral immediately. Mr. Zhang

Mansion, please immediately mobilize troops into the palace to ensure that there is no danger."

The two of them had recovered from the shock. When they heard Zhao Gao's arrangement, they all unanimously accepted the order and turned around to leave. Zhao Gao looked at the astonished Hu Hai again and couldn't help but smile: "Your Highness.

, you should prepare to ascend the throne in the next few days."

The throne he dreamed of was close at hand. Hu Hai felt that everything was like a dream. Cheng Le's death just now was no longer important. It seemed that only achieving the goal was the most important. Looking at Zhao Gao, Hu Hai nodded with satisfaction, pointed at Zhao Gao and smiled.

: "As soon as I ascend the throne, I will not treat Master Zhao badly."

Both of them raised their heads and laughed.

In the early morning, Zhao Gao summoned all the civil servants and generals in the front hall of Ganquan to inform everyone of the unfortunate news that the First Emperor died of a serious illness last night...

The news of the death of the First Emperor quickly spread throughout the country, and rumors spread everywhere that the First Emperor wanted to pass the throne to Fusu, but Fusu was no longer in Xianyang and was usurped by Hu Hai. This storm became more and more intense, but no one knew

, Fusu has committed suicide.

At the beginning of August in the thirty-seventh year of Qin Shihuang, Hu Hai ascended the throne with the support of all his ministers. He was called the "Second Emperor of Qin" in history and named Zhao Gao as Lang Zhongling. The official positions of the rest of the people remained unchanged, and he declared to the world that half a month later he was the first emperor of Qin.
Chapter completed!