"Bang"

Xianyang, in Chunfang Garden.

In a separate two-story wooden building, Hou Zhaohai, Jiancheng, smashed the teacup in his hand to the floor, and the hot tea and broken porcelain pieces splashed around.

"Such a great opportunity, but it failed!" Zhao Hai was furious in the room like a hungry wolf.

This time, when the First Emperor was on the tour, all the planning was complete. We first secretly poisoned Feng Quji, causing no one to guard the court. Feng Quji would definitely ask the First Emperor to arrange someone to return to the capital. If nothing unexpected happens, it must be Meng Yi.

The situation was exactly the same as what they guessed. The First Emperor really arranged for Meng Yi to return to the capital and brought all the princes back. At the same time, the First Emperor really couldn't afford to get sick, allowing them to see the dawn of the success of the throne.

The parade was vast and all the news could not be hidden wherever it passed. As long as you were careful to arrange someone to inquire, the emperor's whereabouts and situations could be clearly seen. After all, the parade needed the local government to supply food wherever it went. The consumption of thousands of people was not a small amount. At least hundreds of people were used to transport grain. You could find out some situations by simply planting a few to the headquarters. What's more, there were already some people among the imperial guards and the palace servants who accompanied the imperial guards and even the officials who accompanied the Qinghou. It would not take too much effort to inquire about these information and send them back to Xianyang.

But at the critical moment when it was about to succeed, it failed.

"Fifth brother, don't be confused. Although Your Majesty is sober, he has the disease of loss of souls. He can no longer recognize anyone and can't remember anything. Even if he returns to the capital, he cannot go to court to govern the government. The family must not be without a master for a day, and the country must not be without a king for a day. At that time, we will have legitimate reasons to request the establishment of a new king. This edict of Hai'er will work!" Zhao Bing, the old Gaoyang Hou, reminded.

"I said that, but no one can guarantee that Your Majesty will slowly recover after returning to the capital. What's more, once Your Majesty is a little more awake, all the ministers who do not surrender to us will persuade Your Majesty to make a crown prince. Once Your Majesty agrees, we will lose the initiative even more!" Zhao Hai sat down with a angrily look, and his face did not ease at all.

This planning can be said to have almost used all the manpower and material resources of their group, but in the end it was resolved by Chen Xu using mysterious methods. Although the resolution was not completely successful, they did not dare to act rashly.

While Meng Yi brought a group of young men to take over Feng Quji in charge of the government, news of the First Emperor's illness spread in Xianyang.

Especially after listening to the situation described by Hu Hai, Zhao Hai and others were almost excited and did not fall asleep for several nights. They carefully planned the details of usurping the throne with Zhang Liang, Wang Li, Lu Xiao, Qi, Dangshen Gong Yan and others day and night.

But the so-called calculation is not as good as luck. When they were overjoyed, they felt that they were in power, and suddenly another news came. The First Emperor, who had been in a coma for two days, woke up and was in good health. The only thing he had suffered from the absenteeism was that he could not remember everyone and things around him, and he couldn't even remember his own identity.

When the news came back, the planner was already preparing to take action in advance to control Xianyang and then ransacked.

As long as the First Emperor does not die, then usurping the throne will definitely be a dead end, and controlling Xianyang is useless. At that time, Chen Xu, who was accompanying him, borrowed the orders of the First Emperor, to call the 100,000 troops guarding the capital, such as Liyang and Jingyang, to surround Xianyang. In addition, the imperial guards in the city are not completely controlled. As long as someone opens the city gate, the next person will be rolling on the ground, and all those involved will be wiped out, and all the people involved will be barbed from the three races, and there will be no pigs, dogs, chickens and dogs in the family.

"We have only one way to do it now!" Zhao Cheng, the Marquis of Changwu who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.

"What method?" Zhao Hai and Zhao Bing turned their heads together.

"Don't do it, never stop..." Zhao Cheng gestured around his neck, and said with a pale face, "The longer our affairs are delayed, the easier it will be to be exposed. Since Your Majesty is back alive and has lost his memory, this is a great opportunity for us to simply let the doctors and palace servants secretly take action. As long as they succeed, Haier will immediately announce that he has received His Majesty's will ascend the throne, and no one can object!"

The room was extremely quiet, and only three beating hearts and grand breathing could be heard, and the three old faces were also ferocious and twisted and red with their eyes.

"Bang~"

Zhao Hai punched the coffee table with a heavy punch and stood up.

"Yes, the longer you delay, the more dangerous it is. So just take the initiative. Anyway, if Your Majesty's abscess disease cannot be cured, I'm afraid that the Qin Dynasty will fall into Chen Xu's hands!"

"Then when will we do it?" Zhao Bing hesitated and asked.

"Of course, the sooner the better. Just put it on the night when His Majesty returns to Beijing!"

"Okay!" Zhao Cheng also punched the coffee table with a ferocious look and stood up.

"If Your Majesty is in the middle of the night, the four gates of the capital are closed, Lu Xiao controls the Imperial Guard of the Lieutenant's Mansion to control the city, and the Marquis of Wucheng and Bai Zhen control the palace. At that time, all the civil and military officials who were recruited overnight will be held. With the will in hand, most people will surrender. If the stubborn resister, they will be killed on the grounds that the order is disrespectful to avoid future troubles. As long as they receive the support of the ministers, Haier will be able to sit on the throne of the emperor in the morning of the next morning..."

"But what if Fusu and all the young masters are dissatisfied?"

"Of course, we should be detained first and persuade slowly. As long as Hai'er settles down, those who are not convinced will either be exiled to the borderland or deposed as commoners. Moreover, there are Yingzhou, Korea, Hainan and even the West, and they will all send them to the wilderness to become princes. I think they will accept it. If they really cannot accept it, they will naturally have to kill them together. In the country of princes, there are several kings who are legitimate? Even if your Majesty is still doubtful, his father Yiren is just a fake son recognized by Mrs. Huayang, and Your Majesty is more likely to be born by Lu Buwei and Zhao Ji..."

"Ha...hehe... The fifth brother said it is reasonable. Yi Ren and Your Majesty are not the orthodox of my royal family. What's more, the king An Guosheng died three days after he ascended the throne, and then His Majesty ascended the throne. These consecutive kings died suddenly, leaving many rumors among the princes. Who dares to say that Lu Buwei did not cause any trouble? Now the Great Qin unified the six kings and achieved such unparalleled achievements. However, this great country will definitely not fall into the hands of foreign ministers. The overlord of the Spring and Autumn Period was the lesson of the past. Since Your Majesty has lost his soul and cannot be in charge of the rule, then our royal family must protect the great Qin country and the country. I, Zhao Bing, use this old bone that is about to be buried to fight with the disciples of the immortal family. Either he died or I will die. The Great Qin will only be the world of my Ying surname Zhao forever, and no one can take it away!"

Zhao Bing, who was hunched, stood up, his beard was angry, and his trembling body suddenly exuded a boundless aura.

"Okay, my second brother is so generous, why don't you worry about this matter!" Zhao Hai was very excited, and then suddenly remembered something and asked in confusion: "By the way, why haven't Haier come yet? Didn't you notify him to come and discuss?"

Zhao Cheng shook his head with an ugly face and said, "I'm afraid I've gone to Lin Xian'er's place again!"

"Hmph, how can you become the Emperor of Qin in the future?" Zhao Hai's face turned distorted in an instant.

"Hai'er doesn't care about him for now. He is young and energetic. It's reasonable to come back to the tour to have some fun. Besides, you can't tell him about this, otherwise you may cause more trouble!" Zhao Bing shook his head.

"Yes, my second brother said it is reasonable. It is better not to tell me about this matter. When everything comes to fruition, as long as he ascends the throne. Then we will naturally arrange everything else. Eating, drinking and having fun is what an emperor should do!"

“That’s right!”
Chapter completed!