Xianyang City.

In a huge palace.

The weak candlelight stretched the lonely figure sitting in front of the bed, and reflected it on the cold walls and stone pillars.

The figures sway with the light.

at this time.

It's late at night.

Ying Zheng was still correcting the memorial non-stop.

The current situation in the empire is uncertain.

He didn't dare to stop for a moment.

There are Xiongnu invaders outside.

There are remnants of the Six Kingdoms inside who are ready to take action.

He originally wanted Fusu to help him manage the government affairs.

so.

He can also take a short rest.

But who knows.

This Fusu cannot be held up by mud!

Not only did he disagree with the enfeoffment system he implemented.

He even stood up with a group of Confucian scholars and held high the banner of opposition!

Good guy!

Ying Zheng almost died of anger!

Especially when I saw that this old guy Chunyu Yue actually stood up and remonstrated, even threatening him with death.

Ying Zheng felt filled with regret.

Fusu should not have been sent to the so-called great scholar in the first place!

What did you learn?

It’s all pedantic and ancient!

Not to mention it is of no help to Da Qin.

It will also be a hindrance!

That's it Fusu.

How dare Ying Zheng use him to supervise the country?!

Within the empire, people's consciences are mixed, and there is no need to conquer by force or to surrender arbitrarily.

Do you just want to influence them with benevolence and make them submit to the Qin Dynasty?

What a joke!

No.

Jokes may still happen.

It should obviously be a myth!

It’s simply impossible to achieve!!

"I don't know how this kid is doing while listening to books in Sage City?"

The pen in Ying Zheng's hand fell on the paper, and he murmured to himself while reviewing.

"I'm just a storyteller, why would I go so far away to listen?"

"Is the story really that attractive?"

He shook his head and thought, it's all just made up by ordinary people.

Ahem!

Cough cough cough!

suddenly.

Ying Zheng coughed violently.

Seeing this, the servant beside him hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the green bottle.

"Your Majesty, it's been three hours since you've been ugly. It's time for you to rest."

The servant whispered advice from the side.

Is it ugly for three moments?

Ying Zheng took a sip of water, closed his eyes, and rubbed his temples.

did not expect.

It's already so late.

But I can't rest.

Many new policies in the empire have not yet been implemented!

Internal and external troubles.

Not solved yet!

If we just leave this mess to Fusu.

The empire is in danger!

A legacy that lasts for generations...

How can this be achieved!

"Can't rest!"

"I can't rest!!"

Ying Zheng drank some water and suppressed his sleepiness.

"Take my elixir!"

"quick!"

The servant quickly went to get the jade box.

A crystal clear elixir has this layer of melancholy purple patterns on its surface, almost transparent, as bright as a pearl at night!

Ten years.

He takes it every day.

Not just to pursue the dream of immortality.

What’s more, after taking it, you will be refreshed and can get rid of sleepiness!

as expected.

After eating.

Ying Zheng has a lot of spirit.

At this time.

A black shadow flashed out of the hall.

The palace door is not open.

The candlelight in the hall swayed slightly.

The Shadow Secret Guard knelt on one knee in front of Ying Zheng, with a stack of secret documents on his hands.

"Your Majesty, the latest information about Mr. Fusu."

Ying Zheng nodded slightly.

Signaling the servant to bring up the secret butterfly.

"Master Fusu rushed to Sage City and listened to books at Youlai Inn."

"The storyteller, named Zhang Xiao, came to Youlai Inn half a month ago. His background and origins are completely blank and cannot be verified."

"The story is called Snow. Your Majesty, please take a look at the book!"

Said.

The Shadow Guard took out four story books from his belt.

"Oh~"
To be continued...