Xianyang, Zhangtai Palace.
The night had long fallen. In the palace where the candlelight flickered.
Ying Zheng looked at the memorial in his hand, his face as cold as ice.
In recent days, Great Qin's territory had been plagued with disasters.
There was a drought in the north and a flood in the south.
The courtiers argued many times, but they could not come up with a feasible plan. They were really useless.
"Men."
"Young masters, how have you been recently?"
Apart from the natural disaster, the problem of the heir of the empire also gave him a headache.
"Your Majesty, the young masters are still the same. However, the second young master made a new dish called hotpot some time ago. After the officials tried it, they praised it and it was very popular.”
Ying Wu?
Ying Zheng frowned slightly. This second son of his always liked to do strange things.
As a prince, he was not good at literature and martial arts. He did not want to learn the way of governing the country. Instead, he often made some strange and obscene things.
A while ago, they had a barbecue, and this time, they had a hotpot.
He was simply not doing his job properly.
Ying Zheng was a little dissatisfied.
"Your Majesty, it's time to drink the medicine."
The palace maid's voice sounded from the side.
Ying Zheng acted as if he had not heard anything.
The palace servants did not dare to urge him.
Ying Zheng threw down the memorial and came to the window. Staring at the full moon in the night sky, a hint of worry flashed across his eyes.
He had thought that after unifying the six states, the people would be able to live a stable life.
But in fact, even if he used the same book, the same carriage, and unified the weights and measures, he could not eliminate the original estrangement and disputes of the six countries in a short period of time.
Some things were just buried deep underground. Everywhere was still unstable, and the people were still suffering.
Perhaps, the matter of the heir should really be put on the agenda.
However, which of Great Qin's princes could take on such a huge responsibility?
Eldest Young Master Fu Su? Confucianism was not bad, but it was a pity that he was too good at it that he could not even put himself in a proper position.
The Eighteenth Young Master, Huhai, didn't learn the art of law, but he learned how to play tricks, which made him embarrassed.
As for the other young masters, they were not even as good as these two.
The only person who had made his eyes light up was Second Young Master Ying Wu.
It was a pity that he was fearless and daring when he was young. The more he grew up, the more interested he became in some strange things.
Moreover, the people of Qin revered martial arts, but that kid did not seem to be interested in martial arts and had never seen him practice it.
How could such a performance convince the masses?
"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Li requests an audience."
Li Si? What was he doing here?
Ying Zheng waved his hand at the palace servant who was holding the medicinal soup, and the palace servant retreated.
Li Si greets Your Majesty."
"Li Si, why are you meeting me so late at night?”
"Your Majesty."
Li Si said carefully.
"I received a report that after Ge Nia defected, he was stopped by the elite soldiers of Great Qin outside the pass. After a fierce battle, he killed hundreds of elite soldiers of Great Qin and fled.”
"What did you say?"
Ying Zheng's eyes turned cold, and a strong pressure enveloped Li Si.
Li Si was not surprised by Ying Zheng's anger, so he lowered his head and continued to report.
"According to the direction and clues, his destination should be the Mohist City of Traps.”
The Mo family?
Ying Zheng's expression turned even colder. These old forces of the Hundred Schools of Thought were also one of the greatest threats to the empire.
As former opponents and enemies, he would not be surprised by what the Mo Family did.
Ge Nia, on the other hand, was someone he had once considered a friend.
In the end, Ge Nia had not only defected a few days ago, but he had now become his enemy.
At the thought of this, a wave of anger rushed into his heart.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Ying Zheng couldn't help but cough, and a scarlet color even seeped out from between his fingers.
Anger was the fire in his heart. His already unbearable physical condition was aggravated by this matter and worsened again.
Li Si raised his head slightly and saw the scarlet red through the candlelight. He could not help but tremble and quickly lowered his head in fear.
This action was a little too big.
Ying Zheng raised his head and stared at Li Si with a scrutinizing gaze.
Li Si's expression became even more respectful as he lowered his head in silence.
After a long time, Ying Zheng's eyes regained their calmness.
"Li Si, as the head of the officials, what do you think of my young masters?”
Li Si's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the scarlet red he saw earlier.
What was His Majesty doing?
He didn't dare to think too much and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Your Majesty is talented and resourceful. You are in the prime of your life. Why worry about these things?”
"Oh?"
Ying Zheng leaned forward and stared at Li Si, who was lying on the ground, with a faint smile on his face.
"Zhen is only asking what you think of the young masters. What does it have to do with being strong or not?”
Li Si's heart turned cold. This was really too clever.
He hurriedly kowtowed.
"Death penalty! Death penalty!"
Ying Zheng straightened his body and snorted coldly.
"Get up! You are the Prime Minister of the Great Qin Empire, how can you become a kowtowing insect?”
Li Si's expression calmed down as he wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and stood up carefully.
"Alright, since you don't dare to say it, then pass down the order that Ge Nia has defected and issue a warrant for his arrest. Also, inform the various young masters that they will be questioned in the main hall in three days.”
......
At the same time, in the Great Qin Second Young Master's residence.
Ying Wu put down the information in his hand.
"The north is suffering from a drought, and the south is suffering from a flood.”
Behind him, Yan Lingji took a step closer and pressed her soft hands on both sides of his temples, gently massaging them.
"Young Master, you don't have to be so worried. These things will be handled by the officials. Moreover, the Heavenly Net has reported that this matter is not only a natural disaster, but also the remnants of the six dynasties and the Hundred Families. It is extremely dangerous.”
"Moreover, even if you want to interfere, you can only use some strength in the dark. How much use can it be for the overall situation?”
Ying Wu didn't comment, but closed his eyes and pondered.
He was originally a person from the 21st century, but he had accidentally transmigrated to this world and became the Great Qin's Second Young Master, Ying Wu. He even had a Great Qin's Luck System with him.
The system had daily, monthly, and annual contracts.
In the past ten years, he had silently signed in. Not only had his strength reached the peak, but he had also planted countless chess pieces.
Even though Yan Lingji was his closest subordinate, she didn't know exactly how much power he had, so it wasn't surprising for her to say such words.
As for Yan Lingji, she was a woman that his intelligence organization, the Heavenly Net, had saved in the Baiyue Land a few years ago.
At that time, the Baiyue Land had encountered a natural disaster. Yan Lingji had no choice but to be rescued by the Heavenly Net and became one of them.
After a few years, he had grown into one of the leaders of Skynet and was in charge of the intelligence department.
Ying Wu opened his eyes and ordered.
"Have the logistics department and the various chambers of commerce allocate resources and make preparations for disaster relief. Also, have the Skynet pay attention to those who take the opportunity to cause trouble and trace them back. Once they find anything, report it to the headquarters.”
Yan Lingji nodded.
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