PFC Chapter 220 Eastern Tour - Surge (1)
Chapter 220 Eastern Tour - Surge (1)
Due to long-term indulgence, taking elixirs.
The next morning.
Suddenly, the First Emperor fainted without any warning and fell heavily to the ground.
Yu Heng was panicked and quickly called the imperial physician over.
The imperial doctors rushed over, their faces solemn and their foreheads covered with fine beads of sweat.
The First Emperor, who was already sensitive and suspicious, suddenly fell ill during his tour, and became even more sensitive and suspicious in the past few days.
He closed his eyes tightly, breathed weakly, and his face was as pale as paper, as if he might die at any moment.
Yu Heng stood aside anxiously, his hands clenched into fists, his palms full of sweat.
His eyes were fixed on the First Emperor, his heart filled with worry and fear.
"Your Majesty, you must hold on!" Yu Heng murmured to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
The imperial doctors carefully diagnosed the First Emperor, their movements gentle and cautious.
"Your Majesty, your pulse is a little weak, which may be caused by overindulgence and excessive fatigue. You need to rest well for a while." The imperial physician said cautiously.
The First Emperor opened his eyes slightly, his eyes confused and helpless. He gasped for breath and whispered to Yu Heng, "Send an order to Li Ze and Tu You to strengthen the palace guards." Then he fell into a coma again.
Yu Heng nodded quickly, then turned to the guard beside him and said, "Hurry and pass on the order!"
The guards left in a hurry, but Yu Heng's heart was filled with uneasiness.
He knew that the First Emperor's condition was very serious and if an accident happened, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Zhao Gao was secretly delighted when he learned of the Emperor's illness. He quickly approached Hu Hai and said in a low voice, "Sir, the Emperor's illness is a perfect opportunity for you to show your filial piety. You should visit the Emperor and express your concern and respect for him. This will surely earn his respect."
Hu Hai listened to Zhao Gao's words and agreed with them. He asked, "But, Master, what should I do?"
Zhao Gao smiled slightly. He leaned close to Hu Hai's ear and whispered, "You need to do this and that. You must show your filial piety and loyalty, and let His Majesty feel your sincerity."
Hu Hai nodded and came to the First Emperor's bedroom.
When Hu Hai walked into the bedroom, Yu Heng was guarding the bedside of the First Emperor.
"Father, how do you feel?" Hu Hai asked softly.
The First Emperor opened his eyes slightly, looked at Hu Hai, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.
"I'm much better now," said the First Emperor.
Hu Hai quickly said, "Father, please rest assured and recover from your illness. I will always be by your side."
The First Emperor nodded and a smile appeared on his face.
On the other hand, under the coercion and inducement of Zhao Gao, the imperial physician tremblingly told the true physical condition of the First Emperor, that he was already terminally ill.
A glimmer of cunning flashed in Zhao Gao's eyes, and he realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
So Zhao Gao hurried back to his residence and summoned Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ben with a serious expression.
The atmosphere in the room was tense and depressing, as if an invisible pressure was looming over everyone.
Zhao Gao said coldly, "Your Majesty is gravely ill, and the Qin heir has yet to be appointed. Furthermore, Prince Fusu is far away in the southern border, out of reach. Currently, only Prince Hu Hai is at Your Majesty's side."
Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ben looked at each other, and Zhao Cheng asked cautiously: "Brother, do you mean to support Prince Hu Hai to take the throne?" His voice trembled slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of excitement.
Zhao Gao smiled sinisterly and said, "Indeed, as long as we help Hu Hai ascend the throne, our Zhao family will surely prosper in the future."
There was a hint of cunning and complacency in his smile, as if he had already seen the future glory and wealth.
Zhao Cheng frowned and raised some doubts and concerns: "But, brother, Master Hu Hai is still young after all. Can he take on this important task? Moreover, how will the ministers in the court view our actions?"
Zhao Gao sneered and replied disdainfully, "Those ministers? They're nothing but a bunch of sycophants. As long as we get rid of Li Si, Meng Tian, Meng Yi, and the others, once we seize power, the rest of the ministers will naturally obey us. As for Prince Hu Hai, he's just a pawn in our hands. We can slowly teach him and make him our puppet."
After a pause, Zhao Gao continued, "Don't forget, the Feng family is not satisfied with the status quo."
Zhao Ben nodded, agreeing with Zhao Gao's opinion. His eyes gleamed with greed, as if he had seen power and wealth beckoning to them.
The three of them sat together and began to plot how to secretly manipulate the situation.
Their words are like the tongue of a poisonous snake, revealing endless ambitions and desires.
In the bedroom, although Yu Heng stayed by the side of the First Emperor, he was even more worried.
He knew very well that the palace struggles were cruel, and now all forces were ready to make a move.
Hu Hai seemed to be simply fulfilling his filial duties, but he had close contacts with Zhao Gao.
At this time, Li Si and Meng Yi also received secret reports and learned that the First Emperor had fallen into a coma.
Meng Yi frowned and sipped his tea. He sensed the impending storm and muttered to himself, "It looks like the First Emperor's death is just around the corner. But will things unfold as history has? Fusu is currently in southern Xinjiang, not the north! I don't understand, I don't understand."
Li Si was extremely anxious. He paced back and forth in the room, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead. He knew that he had to act now, otherwise if the First Emperor failed, the Qin Dynasty would fall apart.
He stopped, took a deep breath, and then shouted to the guards outside the door: "Send someone to invite General Meng Yi over immediately. I have something important to discuss with him!"
The guard took the order and left, while Li Si continued to pace in the room, thinking about how to respond.
After Meng Yi learned about this, he understood Li Si's intentions and said, "Forget it, since this cheap uncle wants to save the house from collapse, I will help him."
After a while, Meng Yi hurried over. As soon as he entered the room, he saw Li Si standing there with an anxious look on his face.
"Uncle Master, I'm here." Meng Yi said.
Li Si hurried forward, took Meng Yi's hand, and said anxiously, "My dear nephew, you are finally here! Now that His Majesty is unconscious, we must find a way to stabilize the situation."
Meng Yi nodded, his face solemn, and said, "I understand what Uncle Master means. The most urgent thing right now is to see His Majesty and prevent others from taking advantage of the situation. Secondly, we must mobilize troops into the city."
Li Si patted Meng Yi on the shoulder and said, "That's right. But we shouldn't be rash in mobilizing troops. Doing so without Your Majesty's order is tantamount to treason."
Meng Yi sighed slightly in his heart.
So, Meng Yi looked at Li Si and asked, "Uncle Master, do you have any specific plans?"
Li Si pondered for a moment and said, "Currently, martial law has been imposed inside and outside the palace. This must have been arranged by His Majesty. However, the civil and military officials accompanying him are feeling uneasy. I plan to join forces with several veteran officials to seek an audience with His Majesty. In addition, please pay attention to the troop movements of all parties."
Meng Yi nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange some personnel right away."
With that, Meng Yi turned and left. Li Si stood there, looking at his back, secretly praying in his heart that everything would go well.
Zhao Gao, Zhao Cheng and Zhao Ben accelerated their planning.
Because Zhao Gao enjoyed the trust of the First Emperor, he also served as the Minister of the Imperial Chariots.
Zhao Gao took the opportunity to arrange Zhao Cheng to be in the emperor's motorcade to monitor every move of the palace.