Chapter 19: Qin Shi Huang: Filial? How was he filial?
In the early morning, the leader of the Black Ice Platform was guarding the First Emperor as usual, and a special tea to promote the circulation of true energy was prepared on the new table.

The young and somewhat reckless Black Ice Terrace secret guard now had a look of panic on his face as he stared at the First Emperor nervously.

The First Emperor's heart sank, and he had a feeling that the news he was about to hear would not be good.

"Are you going to tell me that in just one hour, that brat even subdued the Right Prime Minister Feng Quji?"

The black-clad secret guard was locked in the fierce gaze of the First Emperor, as if an invisible ice blade was pressed against his throat, and his whole body was shaking.

He lamented silently in his heart, if only he could find someone else to keep an eye on the court, this was simply dancing on the edge of a knife!

However, faced with such a serious situation, how could he dare to hide anything? That would be playing with his own life.

So he tried to calm himself down and responded tremblingly.

"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince has indeed persuaded Prime Minister Feng to surrender, but..."

"Huh?! He actually managed to deal with Feng Quji?!"

The First Emperor was shocked and his tone was filled with disbelief.

"Did that guy give my two prime ministers some kind of magic potion? Or did he use those two grandmaster-level maids as support to coerce the two prime ministers into serving under him?"

After experiencing the baptism of shock and anger twice before, Zulong was surprised at this time, but his emotions were more stable than before, and he seemed to have a stronger ability to withstand the following changes.

Zhao Gao was executed, his will was tampered with and the people of the world were deceived, and it was lied that no will was left, and Li Si was also deceived into the game. This series of changes have already happened.

Considering Feng Quji's being deceived into joining the team, it was indeed not an earth-shattering event.

However, Qin Shi Huang had a question in his mind: how could his Thirteenth Prince make the two prime ministers, who were not afraid of death, so obedient?
Even a sword hanging at their necks could not make them surrender. The mystery behind this is truly puzzling.

After much thought, he still couldn't find a solution. Zulong decided to put his doubts aside for the time being and concentrate on practicing to break through to the Grandmaster level in order to prolong his life. Then he would personally find out the truth!
After making up his mind, he once again cast a dignified gaze towards the black-clad secret guard.

"What's behind the 'but' you just said? No need to be hesitant. Can that kid still turn the tables?"

The black-clad secret guard felt the invisible pressure and made up his mind, knowing that he would have to face it sooner or later. So he plucked up his courage, took a deep breath, and told the subsequent details in one breath like pouring out beans.

"Prime Ministers Li and Feng have reached a consensus and jointly support the Thirteenth Prince to serve as regent. This matter is a foregone conclusion and no one can change it."

"Prime Minister Feng announced that there is no need to worry too much about the unusual movements of the nobles of the six countries and the famine. The Thirteenth Prince has his own plan to deal with it."

"And Prime Minister Li ordered that, first, the construction of the Afang Palace be suspended."

"Second, prepare to set up the Imperial Guard to monitor all officials."

"Third, thoroughly investigate and deal with the remnants of Zhao Gao's rebellion."

"Fourth and Thirteenth Young Masters carefully preserved His Majesty's dragon body in the ice room to ensure that nothing could go wrong."

After saying these words in one breath, the black-clad secret guard felt relieved. He immediately held his breath and concentrated, freezing to a standstill, hoping that the case would not be shattered again...

Ying Zheng's anger, which had originally subsided, was aroused again, like a fuse about to be ignited.

He tried his best to suppress his hot temper, and said to himself: Don't be angry, my son, the prime minister I personally chose, is not worth getting angry at.

Compared with the heinous crime of usurping the throne and committing treason, what is happening now is indeed nothing.

"Isn't it just the Afang Palace? Isn't it just the edict I just issued two years ago that has been overturned?"

Ying Zheng comforted himself in his heart.

"That is just a huge project in my plan. Xianyang City may not be able to bear my imperial majesty."

"But now that I have passed away, if I rebuild the Afang Palace, no one can match its honor."

"Forget it. Since the people are starving this year, it is already difficult to provide food for hundreds of thousands of soldiers. If we recruit another million civilians to build the Afang Palace, it will indeed increase the burden on people's livelihood." "I will tolerate this!"

However, when he saw the proposal to "establish the Jinyiwei to supervise all officials", his heart was filled with doubts and anger.

"Is this a question about the officials I selected? Or is that guy eager to consolidate his position and intend to eliminate the forces I left behind?"

Ying Zheng was angry!

"On the first day after my death, he killed Zhao Gao, snatched the imperial edict, won over the two prime ministers, and then cleaned up the court. This is clearly his intention to become a tyrant!"

"Humph! This bastard is even more cruel than me!"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but curse, but then he sighed helplessly.

"Well, let him be..."

"I have officially passed away, so why should I bother with these trivial matters? All dissatisfaction will be settled when I leave the palace!"

"Making ice? Is it to preserve my immortal dragon body?"

"Hmph! Such a frivolous and useless move!"

"They are a mess in handling military and national affairs, but they put a lot of effort into these eating, drinking and having fun!"

At this moment, the leader of the Black Ice Platform observed the emperor's expression and saw that his majesty's mood had calmed down a little, so he took the opportunity to make some suggestions.

"Your Majesty, the Thirteenth Prince was able to ingeniously build an ice room to preserve your holy body. This is truly a manifestation of filial piety."

"Besides, making ice in summer is an unprecedented innovation. Doesn't this demonstrate your outstanding talent?"

However, the leader of the secret guards had never expected that the word "filial piety" would be like a spark thrown into a powder keg.

"Filial piety?!!"

"How can he be filial to me?! If he was truly filial, why would he snatch my will and insist that I did not leave any will?!"

"He doesn't take care of the many important matters of our Great Qin Empire, but just plays with some ice magic and claims to be able to oversee the country?!"

"Why didn't Feng Quji mention the famine that's sweeping the country? Could it be that Xiao Shisan is incapable of dealing with it and doesn't know how to govern a country?"

"Furthermore, the remnants of the six nations actually dared to wait for an opportunity to act. They really don't know how to live or die!"

boom!
With a loud bang, the desk broke into pieces in an instant, and wood chips flew all over the faces and bodies of the surrounding black-clad guards. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely tense.

The leader of the Black Ice Platform hid behind the mask, remaining calm and composed.

"The remnants of the six kingdoms! Do you think I am powerless to punish them?"

"That fellow Feng Quji is actually in cahoots with Li Si and Xiao Shisan. Did he get his head stuck in the door?!"

"They are such bastards! A bunch of bastards!"

Ying Zheng was furious and roared like thunder.

However, in this moment of anger, something wonderful happened.

The Qi in his body flowed exceptionally smoothly when he was furious. Even the stagnation in his meridians caused by taking the poison pill Xu Fu had given him was loosened up in his anger.

His true energy was surging, and after kicking over the table and giving a loud scolding, he felt inexplicably relieved.

(End of this chapter)