"When the Marquis of Shu heard that the previous king had passed away, he fell ill and could not stand up. He is really a filial son.”
"What's even rarer is that he dragged his illness to Xianyang just to mourn the late king.”
"In the past, the Marquis of Shu was far away in the Shu region, and we didn't know what kind of person he was. Now that we've seen him today, this filial piety is too touching.”
Outside the palace gates, the commoners surrounding the area were all cheering. They could empathize with the Marquis of Shu's filial piety, and it was worth everyone learning from him.
"Hahaha, nephew Ying Rui wants to fight me, but he's still too young.”
Hearing the cheers from the crowd, Ying Hui, who was pretending to be sick, was extremely proud of himself, secretly laughing out loud three times in his heart.
He had thought that his nephew had some ability, but it turned out that he was just so-so. The old man had ultimately misjudged the heir.
As for his big brother and second brother, they were still bedridden, and only he had the right to sit on the throne and become Great Qin's new ruler.
"My late king, how could you leave just like that? You didn't even get to see me for the last time.“
The more the commoners cheered and supported him, the louder Ying Hui's cries became. Those who didn't know the inside story would really think that he was very sad.
Look, this was a proper filial son. Everyone would learn filial piety from him.
"Please make way, the imperial physician is here, the imperial physician is here…"
Just as Ying Hui was feeling extremely pleased with himself, a voice came from afar. The figures who were leading the way were the soldiers of the Northern Yamen's Imperial Army.
"Imperial physician?"
He had thought that his nephew would be helpless and would eventually send a minister to fetch him. He did not expect it to be a doctor, so Ying Hui did not react for a moment.
"We have been specially ordered by the king to let the imperial physician diagnose the Marquis of Shu's illness. This way, we can rest assured.”
The leader of the North Yamen's imperial army, the captain, came to the place where the Marquis of Shu was. He spoke to himself and the commoners.
"So it was sent by His Majesty. No wonder then, the efficiency is still so high.”
"I remember that when we were sending off the late king, many people were intercepted by the Imperial Army. In less than a moment, the king sent people to deal with them.”
"Another wise ruler has appeared. This is Great Qin's fortune, and it is also our fortune.”
When they heard that it was the king who had just ascended the throne, the discussions of the commoners were even more obvious than before. During this period, there were almost no signs of belittling.
"I really don't know when I'll be able to see the king. What kind of hero will he be?”
The last time she had appeared on the streets, she had been a young woman with extraordinary looks, and she had been filled with longing for Great Qin's new ruler.
"This nephew Ying Rui has a certain reputation among the people of Xianyang, so he can't do anything to me.”
Although Ying Hui was very unhappy with the people's support for his nephew, he was more happy than happy, and he was sure that they wouldn't do anything to him.
After all, once one had a good reputation, like his nephew Ying Rui, he would only cherish his reputation more. In the end, he would be even more cautious.
"Marquis of Shu, sorry for the disturbance."
After saying these polite words, the captain of the Imperial Army walked to the side, and two imperial physicians sent by the palace came forward.
"Yi, strange, the Marquis of Shu doesn't look like a sick person. Could it be that he is pretending to be sick?”
After all, they were members of the imperial physicians. The two of them were not mediocre people who did not know anything. They could immediately determine the truth from each other.
Even if his face was indeed pale, it was only disguised by a special powder. His entire condition was extremely healthy.
"Cough cough, you, what do you want to do?”
Coughing a few times, Ying Hui pretended to be in pain as he realized that something was wrong.
"Diagnose the Marquis of Shu and see how serious his condition is.”
Although he was not like the officials in the imperial court, the imperial physicians who often dealt with the royal family spoke in a formal manner.
The king's close minister, Wang Ji, had come to look for them earlier to solemnly give them an order. There was a sentence that was still fresh in their minds.
That was, if they did not want to lose their heads, they had to do it according to the king's personal order.
"I, I am seriously ill and cannot stay outside for too long. No, why don't we go to the palace for a diagnosis?”
There was no illness. Ying Hui, who was feeling guilty, forced himself to remain calm. He wanted to leave this place first.
Otherwise, not only would the image of a filial son that he had painstakingly created just now be directly wasted, his reputation as a stinky street would also spread throughout the entire Qin country.
"It's fine, it's fine. We are the best imperial physicians.”
He did not forget Wang Ji's extremely serious instructions. Seeing that the other party was planning to avoid him, one of the imperial physicians, Xia Wuqi, was anxious and agile. He pretended to take Wang Ji's pulse.
"Damn it, if it wasn't for the fact that I'm outside the Qin palace and there are so many pairs of eyes watching, I would have killed you two.”
"And that yellow-haired brat Ying Rui, he actually dared to plot against this marquis. When we return to Shu, he will definitely gather troops to take your throne!”
The diagnosis meant that he had to reveal the truth and pretend to be sick. Seeing that the two of them were so ungrateful, Ying Hui wanted to kill them on the spot.
Of course, most of his thoughts were to seize his nephew's throne and find an opportunity to kill Ying Rui to vent the hatred in his heart.
"Sirs, as long as you help me hide this, you will be rewarded handsomely in the future and enjoy endless glory and wealth.”
Sooner or later, he would be exposed, so Ying Hui decided not to hide it anymore and bribed the two imperial physicians with his own benefits.
There was no other way. Rejecting too many times would make people suspicious. It was better to take advantage of the two imperial physicians to avoid this disaster.
"Forget it. It's the easiest for His Majesty to deal with us. Even if the Marquis of Shu wants to protect us, he has no right to interfere in the matters of the court.”
Xia Wuqi and the other two knew very well what this debt was. It was better to listen to Wang Ji's words. To be exact, it was the king.
"Swish…"
After thinking about it, before Ying Hui, the Marquis of Shu, could react, Xia Wuqi used his companion's cover to pick up a small silver needle.
Then, with professional medical skills, he easily pierced through his clothes and into the pain point.
"Who, who is plotting against me!"
In that instant, a sharp pain engulfed his entire body. Ying Hui stood up instinctively and shouted loudly.
There was no sign of sickness on his face, and he looked much stronger than an ordinary person.
“………”
Immediately after, the entire street became completely silent. Thousands of gazes swept towards one person, the Marquis of Shu, Ying Hui, who had become the center of attention.
"Oh no, the matter of pretending to be sick has been exposed!”
The moment he said 'who is plotting against me?', he woke up Ying Hui who was in a state of pain, and his face immediately turned as ugly as it could be.
"It looks like he's sick, but he's really faking it. No wonder his blood essence is more abundant than ordinary people.”
Seeing the scene in front of him, it confirmed the suspicions of Xia Wuqie and the other imperial physician. They were very surprised that the Marquis of Shu was pretending to be sick to mourn the late king.
"If it weren't for these two people who used silver needles to poke the pain acupoints, I definitely wouldn't have been exposed so easily.”
Realizing that pretending to be sick would expose his identity, Ying Hui's face darkened. He wanted to chop the two imperial physicians into pieces and throw them to wild dogs to eat.
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