Great Qin: I just f * cking transmigrated, and Brother Zheng is dead.
5A fatuous ruler, this was a f * cking fatuous ruler!

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And he had been deceived so miserably.

"Your Majesty, what we'll do next is…"

His original goal was to fish out treacherous officials.

Unexpectedly.

And he even managed to lure out Ying Tian, this forbearing Sixth Brother.

A son whom Ying Zheng had never truly seen through.

"If it wasn't for Ninth Brother, it would've ended. Otherwise, the world would've fallen into chaos, and I'm afraid it wouldn't have been able to be suppressed. But since Ninth Brother has come out, why don't we give him some more time and see how far he can go?”

"Pass down my order. No matter what, the border soldiers are not allowed to return to the court. As long as the border is not broken, it is not a problem.”

"Perhaps, I can use this opportunity to dig out the remnants of the Six Nations who have been hiding in the dark.”

Ying Zheng turned around and sat down on a chair.

He placed his arm on the armrest and raised and lowered his right index finger. There was a rhythmic knocking sound.

The appearance of Ninth Brother had disrupted his plan, so he had to think about it carefully.

He also wanted to see why he had hidden himself for so many years.

He also had some ability.

"Your Majesty, should we send some people to keep an eye on Zhao Gao?”

Meng Yi took out a piece of jade from his bosom and wrote down the orders.

He was slightly worried about Ying Tian's safety.

One had to know.

During the reign of Qin Shihuang, he was assassinated three times a day.

And Ying Tian didn't have anyone protecting him. If anything happened, it would be too late for regrets.

"I have my own arrangements." Brother Zheng shook his head.

He couldn't help but look forward to it.

* Cough cough *

Suddenly, Brother Zheng coughed violently, and a trace of scarlet blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Your Majesty!"

Meng Yi's expression changed drastically. He quickly got up and wanted to go to the door to call for the imperial physician.

But a hand grabbed him.

"It's an old problem. It won't happen for a while, but I can still live for a few years.”

Ying Zheng threw a glance at the silk handkerchief that was stained with blood and threw it away.

His expression was as calm as an ancient well, and he was already used to it.

In the past few years, something had happened to his body. It was precisely because of this that he was worried.

If he was still vigorous, he wouldn't have used this to scheme and plot against the world.

"Go. Everything will be done in secret. Do not expose my existence.”

Ying Zheng waved his hand and dismissed Meng Yi without thinking about anything else.

After Meng Yi left, Ying Zheng sat alone in the courtyard, a complicated look flashing across his eyes.

On the surface, Ying Tian was an insignificant son of his, but no one knew that Ying Tian's true identity was that he was born from his beloved Fang.

Before she died, she had left behind her last words, hoping that her son would never enter the imperial court and be an official for the rest of his life. She hoped that he could live happily as an ordinary person.

Therefore, Qin Shihuang had never nurtured Ying Tian since he was a child.

He had never expected that he would end up on this path.

"No matter what, he's still my son. If he doesn't have this bit of talent, how can it be justified?”

Ying Zheng raised his straight eyebrows and shook his head slightly, a heroic look flashing across his face.

He couldn't help but think of Fu Su. He wondered how he would react.

Actually…

Meng Yi did not know that this was not only a scheme to clean up the government, but also a test for the young masters!

……

Sand dunes.

At Zhao Gao's residence.

Unlike Brother Zheng's gratified expression, Zhao Gao's face was gloomy.

He clenched the letter tightly with both hands, and a nameless anger burned in his heart.

"Eldest Brother, the Ninth Young Master killed Yan Le and Zhao Wu in the Imperial Court. This is clearly a provocation to us.”

Zhao Cheng, Zhao Gao's younger brother, was standing angrily at the side.

With Zhao Gao's prestige, he could be considered to be doing well in the imperial court.

Many people with higher positions than him had to respectfully call him Lord Zhao when they saw him.

"Even when Qin Shihuang was still alive, he treated me with great courtesy. Who does Ying Tian think he is? How dare he touch my people?”

Zhao Gao's killing intent was revealed. He slammed the table and flew into a rage.

But soon, he took two deep breaths and suppressed the anger in his heart.

His expression became uncertain.

"Ying Tian has loved to play with words and ink since he was young, and he has never cared about the government. Why is he using such methods now? Could it be that someone is ordering him from behind?”

Zhao Gao was a very cautious person. When he was brewing this plan, he had investigated all of Qin Shihuang's sons.

After eliminating them one by one, he chose two puppets, Ying Tian and Huhai.

One didn't love politics, and the other was young and ignorant.

After thinking about it, he still felt that it was better to support the young Huhai.

But Zhao Gao was very smart.

He did not directly mention Huhai when he sent the fake imperial edict, but chose to push Ying Tian out.

This way, after Ying Tian had turned the Imperial Court into a mess, he would be able to officially push Huhai out and take control of Great Qin.

He had to admit that Ying Tian was very intelligent and had already guessed all of this.

However, Zhao Gao would never have thought that Ying Tian, who had been personally sent to the throne by him, would not only not make a fool of himself, but also use thunderous methods to suppress all the officials.

"Eldest brother, we must hurry back. If we delay, things might change.”

Zhao Cheng vaguely guessed what Zhao Gao was thinking.

Zhao Gao coldly glanced at him." Pass down my order. Send someone out to spread rumors. Tell them that the Second Prince of Qin is tyrannical and a fatuous ruler.”

"Help me send a letter to Li Si and tell him not to interfere in this matter.”

"As for the rest, I have my own arrangements.”

After arranging everything, Zhao Gao gradually calmed down.

There was a hint of seriousness in the depths of his eyes.

There was one more important thing that he had yet to obtain, and that was military power.

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