"I understand now. Little Lord, are you saying that the Golden Stone Pill Art is not a scam?”
"Doesn't that mean that you can really refine a pill that can prolong your life?”
"Nineteenth brother, are you serious? You can't say that casually."
.....
Hearing these words that they had never heard before, the ministers still didn't understand what Ying Zimo meant and were a little confused.
One moment, he said that the immortal technique was fake.
Then, he said that the alchemy technique was real.
Was this true or false?
And what was chemistry?
"Immortal pills? I don't know how to do that. It's more like exploding the core."
Ying Zimo tilted his head and mumbled,""It's the kind that will explode with a bang. Do you know about firecrackers?”
"It's like an exploding furnace."
The black gunpowder was really something that the necromancers had unintentionally created when they were refining pills.
The ministers were speechless.
What kind of Golden Stone Pill Technique was this?
Wasn't this a furnace explosion?
Wasn't a furnace explosion usually caused by a failed pill refinement?
"What's the use of putting the materials into the pill furnace to make a large firecracker? It couldn't extend one's lifespan, and it had no other use.”
"Young Master, you don't have to help these necromancers anymore. Even if we can't be sure if they really want to harm Your Majesty, the fact is that even if we kill the wrong person, we can't let them go.”
Hearing Ying Zimo's words, Feng Quji hurriedly took two steps forward.
The aristocratic families had put in a lot of effort to interact with the alchemists a few days ago, and now they were eager to draw a clear line between them.
He was afraid that Qin Shi Huang would bear a grudge against him.
"Immortal pills that can prolong life do not exist?”
Ying Zheng did not listen to Feng Quji's advice.
Now, the last bit of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.
What faded away with it were his ambitions. After all, if he could not live forever, there were many things that he would not have the time to realize.
Even a ruler of a generation had to accept his fate in front of time.
The majesty of an emperor finally dissipated, and he sat back down on the Emperor's Throne with some disappointment.
That's right, what's the use of keeping this pill furnace?
Could it be that he still hoped that Little Nineteen would be able to refine the Immortal Medicine?
Since Little Nineteen wanted to make a big firecracker, he would let him play with it.
What was the point of killing these necromancers? If the Academy needed it, it would be better to stay and make use of it.
"We can not kill those necromancers for now and see how they work. If they are useless to Great Qin, we can kill them at any time.”
"There's no use keeping the pill furnace, so I'll give it to you as well.”
"I am tired. If there is nothing important, I will withdraw from the court.”
After cutting off the thought of immortality, Ying Zheng's nerves, which had been tensed up for a long time, finally relaxed. For the time being, he did not have the mood to think about anything else.
He waved his hand as if he had accepted his fate.
The ministers also noticed the change in Ying Zheng, and all of them lowered their heads without saying a word.
No matter what happened now, His Majesty probably wouldn't listen.
They bowed and left the temple in an orderly manner.
Meanwhile, Ying Zimo clenched his small fists.
As long as he continued to strengthen Great Qin's National Fate, there would be treasures that could extend one's lifespan.
Since his father had agreed to keep the necromancers, the Imperial Academy would have to build some more buildings.
It had to be a relatively sturdy building that could be used as a laboratory.
There was no need to transport the pill furnace back home. He would transport it directly to Zhangtai Palace. At that time, he would definitely give the ministers a fright!
Black gunpowder was not a big firecracker!
With this thought in mind, Ying Zimo also walked out and boarded the carriage that was heading home.
"Nineteenth brother, take me back with you.”
Fu Su's voice suddenly came from behind.
He had come with Xu Fu. Now that he had been dragged to prison and beheaded, he couldn't possibly follow him, right?
The peak of Mount Li was still very high. If they walked down, the sky would turn dark.
"Sigh, Imperial Father seems to be very disappointed in Nineteenth Brother. Is there really no Longevity Pill in this world?”
Fu Su asked as he got into the carriage.
He, who had always been slow, had also noticed the difference in Ying Zheng just now, as if he had lost his spirit.
"That's hard to say. What if?"
"Nineteenth brother, why did you bring these necromancers? Could it be that he was prepared to let them refine the medicinal pill again?”
"Mm, I'll give Imperial Father and the ministers a surprise so that they won't believe me.”
"Nineteenth brother, please tell me if there is anything I can help you with.”
"Then I'll have to trouble you to light a fire. My legs are short and I run slower.”
Seeing that Ying Zimo was so confident, he wanted to pat Su's shoulder, but he realized that he was too short. He pursed his lips and stood on the carriage.
After reaching for Fusu's shoulder as he wished, he smiled happily.
This appearance confused Fu Su.
ignition
Sprinting with legs is slow
Was a large firecracker that powerful?
.........
The Taoist temple became empty.
Only Li Si, Meng Tian, and Wang Jian did not descend the mountain. Instead, they waited quietly at the side.
He was supposed to attend court today, but there were many important matters that he had not reported.
The few of them were also waiting for Ying Zheng to calm down.
"Zimo, that brat, doesn't seem to have any worries in his heart.”
"You don't even know any manners when you're with your eldest brother.”
Just now, Ying Zheng was looking at the door, and Ying Zimo climbed onto the carriage and patted Fu Su's shoulder.
That charmingly naive look made him feel much more relaxed.
"The Little Lord always looks full of vigor. Although he is a little mischievous, he is also likable.”
Wang Jian sighed emotionally.
Looking at the two young princes fighting, it was hard not to recall the past.
He was also an old fellow, and there were many things that he couldn't do.
In the future, Great Qin's future would depend on its young people.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have chosen his son, Wang Ben, and grandson, Wang Li, to serve in the royal court.
"Your Majesty, you are in the prime of your life, and it is time for you to lead Great Qin to expand its territory. Why should you worry about the cycle of life and death?”
Only Wang Jian dared to say these words.
After all, this old general had outstanding military achievements and an extraordinary status. Moreover, he had never interfered with the affairs of the imperial court.
"How could I not want to learn from Old General Wang, shut the door, ignore the outside world, play chess, and read books?”
"The old general is happy to be free."
It was rare for Ying Zheng to reveal his true thoughts, and he even threw a resentful glance at Wang Jian.
How could someone who had not reached his position understand the loneliness and suffering of this position?
But Wang Jian could retreat. As an emperor, how could he not do it just because he did not want to?
Great Qin seemed to be at peace, but in reality, it had just ended the Spring and Autumn Warring States Period and had only unified its territory.
It was far more difficult to unify the hearts of the people than to destroy a city or a country.
"Qin Fen's sixth generation of remaining strength was able to unite the four seas into one. What method should be used to unify the hearts of the people? How long will it take?"
"Also, the Xiongnu have been harassing the border for hundreds of years. When will they be destroyed?”
There were too many things that Ying Zheng wanted to do.
Unfortunately, even if he had the country, there were many things that he could not do as he wished.
The previous kings of Great Qin probably wanted to see Great Qin unify China today, right? Unfortunately, they could not see the future.
Perhaps only the person who wrote the report letter would know about this.
Ying Zheng sat up straight and swept his gaze across the three core ministers of Great Qin.
What do you guys think of Zimo?"
His questioning voice fell.
Li Si coughed lightly, Meng Tian looked down, and Wang Jian pretended to be in a daze.
How were they supposed to answer this question?
If one were to say that the Little Lord was not smart, then he was simply a little demon. He could always come up with some strange things. Sometimes, no one knew what kind of magic was in his little head.
However, if one were to say that the Little Lord was outstanding, his ability to cause trouble was also top-notch. His path was rather wild.
Why was he so bold today?
He dared to risk the world's condemnation to kill Zhao Gao in court and even protect the group of necromancers.
But why did His Majesty suddenly ask about their opinion of the Little Lord?
could it
"Zhen asked you a question. Tell me what you think in your heart. This is an order.”
Li Si, you go first."
“....”
Li Si, who had been attacked for no reason, was shocked.
He really didn't want to casually make up stories about the prince.
"Perhaps it's because of his young age that his thoughts are unconstrained, and his ideas and vision are outstanding. But at the same time, he's often incomprehensible.”
After saying it sincerely, Li Si shut his mouth.
The fact that he asked this meant that His Majesty was considering the matter of an heir.
Since ancient times, it had always been the case that the eldest was not the youngest, and the eldest was not the concubine. Therefore, from the perspective of etiquette, he was born to be the crown prince.
When it came to this, they naturally couldn't say much.
"Where's Meng Tian?"
"If there was a fierce tiger in front of him, not only would Little Lord dare to pull teeth from the tiger's mouth, he would probably even dare to whip the tiger's butt."
Meng Tian was not good with words, so she could only use a laughable analogy.
It could be seen that Great Qin's War God did not know how to describe this young master.
"Your Majesty, the matter in the Northern Frontier is rather urgent. Would you like to take a look first?”
"The potatoes are almost fully grown, and the army is also in the midst of being mobilized.”
At this moment, Wang Jian took two steps forward and brought up court affairs for the first time.
It also meant that the major events of the country were still waiting for Your Majesty to make the decision.
This old minister can't even see such a long-term matter, so what's there to worry about?
"Old General Wang, bring me the information.”
Ying Zheng looked at this clever old man helplessly, then sat up straight again.
When he heard about the battle in the Northern Frontier, he also took the memorial and started reading.
Ever since Great Qin was established, it had been constantly at odds with the Outlanders outside the Central Plains.
However, even though Great Qin was powerful and controlled the Nine Provinces, it was still a headache for the Xiongnu.
"Your Majesty, the stirrups developed by the young master have already been mass-produced, along with fine iron weapons, but the Xiongnu still know nothing about it.”
"Yes, the logistics can also keep up. This time, we will definitely be able to catch the Xiongnu off guard.”
......
Meng Tian was a firm advocate of war. However, due to the flexibility of the Xiongnu, she had always led the Qin army to focus on defense.
He had long been sullen!
He was determined to win this battle.
"After executing Xu Fu in seven days, we will gather all the officials to attend the court. We will discuss this matter in the court.”
Ying Zheng's eyes shone brightly.
At this moment, the emperor who controlled the country had returned.
With the stirrups, could he fulfill the wish of the previous kings and completely destroy the Xiongnu in his lifetime?
Since he couldn't live forever, he would use the remaining time to move forward with all his might towards his ambition!
If Ying Zimo could hear Ying Zheng's thoughts, he would probably put his hands on his hips again.
"It's too small."
"Wouldn't it be nice to let Great Qin's army sweep across the world?”
Xu Fu might not be able to get the immortality medicine, but he might not be able to.
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