"The Meng family has been in the army for three generations. You are good at Meng Tian, ​​and the king and his ministers are in harmony. But those who are good at the beginning may not end well. If you want to have a beginning and an end, the Meng family can be of great use, but someone needs to check and balance. Wang Jian is a valorant person, and his son Wang Ben is also a good general in his old age. The king must know how to use it."

"The grandson understands."

After saying something for a long time, Empress Dowager Huayang was a little tired. Ying Zheng gently held Empress Dowager Huayang's hand, nodded slightly, and responded respectfully.

Empress Dowager Huayang has not had much time left, and Ying Zheng temporarily forgot about Empress Dowager Huayang's discipline, and only has such an elderly mother in his eyes.

"Although the Ying family and the Zhao family are of the same lineage, the Zhao family has a precedent for devouring the master, which can be used, but it cannot be used for a big deal."

Before he finished speaking, Empress Dowager Huayang suddenly coughed violently and fell into a coma.

"Travel the Imperial Doctor!"

Ying Zheng shouted loudly, stood up, took three steps back, and kowtowed to Empress Dowager Huayang again. No matter what, without the protection of Empress Dowager Huayang, his throne would not have been so steadily.

That night, news of the death of Empress Dowager Huayang came, and the death bell of Xianyang Palace was ringing for a long time. Ying Zheng took the opportunity to postpone his wedding ceremony with Mi Ling, and instead took the initiative to attend the funeral of Empress Dowager Huayang.

The Empress Dowager Huayang left, with a little regret, and she no longer knew whether Ying Zheng had heard her last explanation.

"June, the Empress Dowager Huayang died, and the king's wedding was postponed until March."

Lao Ai's mansion was filled with singing and dancing, and guests gathered, drinking happily. After receiving the news from Wei Weiji, Lao Ai was happy. After the death of Empress Dowager Huayang, the most powerful in the harem became Empress Dowager Zhao.

"My Lord, it's important to stop the banquet first!" The junior doctor Ling Qi reminded.

"Yes, we have to stop the banquet first!" Lao Ai realized that Empress Dowager Huayang passed away and he had a banquet here. It was spread and the impact was not good.

"Ling Qi, the old lady is gone. What should I do next?"

After the guests dispersed and returned to the study, Lao Ai quickly asked Ling Qi for advice. Lao Ai's lower body was very big, but when it comes to wisdom and strategy, he was far from it.

Birds of a feather flock together. Lao Ai had no goods in his stomach, and there were few wise people who went to his disciples. He served them with good wine and meat, which made the momentum so lively. But when he was about to discuss it, Lao Ai still felt that Ling Qi was the most reliable.

"The Empress Dowager is in Yongcheng, so don't let the Empress Dowager return to Xianyang." The Empress Dowager in Lingqi's mouth refers to Zhao Ji. "The Empress Dowager just gave birth to the young master not long after, and he rashly returned to Xianyang. The imperial physician in the palace may have some clues."

Over the past few years, the haze in Lao Ai's heart has become increasingly greater and he will always feel restless. In this era, there are no condoms and no insurance contraceptive measures. His reproductive ability is strong, and the soil in Zhao Ji's body is fertile, and he has given birth to two sons for him one after another.

No one in Yongcheng dares to talk too much, but if one day the matter is exposed and Zhao Ji can survive, he and Lao Ai will not die.

"I know this." Lao Ai nodded, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "Ling Qi, it's not a solution to continue like this. The two young men will grow up sooner or later. It's better to be so worried than to be so scared."

Lao Ai's eyes stared at Ling Qi. Ling Qi's heart skipped a beat. Lao Ai, who betrayed her looks, still had such courage.

"What does Junhou want to do?"

Squeezing down the contempt in his heart, Qi Chang sighed, why did his parents not give him a golden cudgel that could turn the copper wheel. Following Lao Ai, Ling Qi gradually understood the taste of power. At present, Lao Ai finally decided to take the risk, and Ling Qi felt a little excited in his heart.

"I want to kill the little Qin King and support me and the Queen Mother's son to the throne!"

"If the old empress dowager is still there, the king's wedding will need to be held in Xianyang. After all, the old empress dowager is inconvenient. After the funeral, the empress dowager can use the excuse of physical inconvenience to let the king hold the wedding in Yongcheng, which is the territory of the king." After clarifying Lao Ai's thoughts, Qi calmed herself down, and looked at the Lao Ai duck with a high glance. "Jun Hou's little prince was just born, and at that time, the king can let the queen mother declare that this was the child left by the king."

"Why is this?" Lao Ai's face looked a little unhappy.

"June, since the founding of Qin State, no one outside the Ying clan has ascended the throne of Qin. If the Qin people knew that the people on the throne were not descendants of the Ying clan, they would be afraid that they would attack them in groups."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Then I will persuade the Queen Mother."

Lao Aoyan followed Ling Qi's words. He just fell into Ling Qi's heart, but he was not grateful for the gratitude of his gratitude. However, if Lao Ao's plan could be successful, Qi felt that he would be able to take the position of a censor.

"No further ado, I will contact Wei Wei Jie, Nei Shi Si, and Zuo Yi Jie to discuss the important affairs of the Lord."

It has never been that simple to start a coup. Success or failure is here, so that Qi made up his mind to mobilize all the core personnel under Lao Ai to participate in this matter.

"The king asked me to lead my army to guard the palace city!"

When Lao Ai and ordered Qi to plan a coup, Meng Tian also received the order from Ying Zheng.

The death of Empress Dowager Huayang was both expected and unexpected. However, Meng Tian did not expect that Empress Dowager Huayang died in front of Ying Zheng’s wedding. When attending the wedding ceremony, Meng Tian had met Empress Dowager Huayang. Although she was old, she did not look like a gust of wind blowing and the lights could be extinguished.

Maybe Empress Dowager Huayang is holding on?

"Ganluo, you and Meng Yi commander the Meng Mansion's family soldiers, guard the Meng Mansion." Meng Tian rubbed his forehead, and Bu Xing went to his father Meng Wu. In the huge Meng Mansion, there were only a few young people. "Send someone to keep an eye on Lao Ai's movements. If there is news, please pass it on to me at any time."

"Brother, what's wrong?" Meng Yi saw Meng Tian's solemn expression, but he was a little confused.

"The Empress Dowager Huayang has collapsed." Gan Luo whispered.

"The Empress Dowager Huayang died, but why did the king transfer you to guard the palace? Isn't there a guard?"

Meng Yi has not yet entered the official career and does not understand the relationship. Meng Tian did not inform Meng Yi about monitoring Lao Ai, but was worried that Meng Yi would leak the news.

"Maybe the king thinks that Wei Wei is unreliable!" Meng Tian smiled meaningfully and blinked at Meng Yi, "During this time, you are at home and study Qin Lu carefully, and don't go out."

In order to truly take over the power of the king, Ying Zheng still needs to overcome the two hurdles of Lu Buwei and Lao Ai. When Xianyang is in turmoil, Meng Tian dares not guarantee that there will be any changes. He can only do his best to protect the Meng Mansion from disturbance.

Night gradually descends, and to the far west, the winter sun slowly sets, leaving only the last ray of afterglow.

When tomorrow's dawn is dawn, a rising sun will rise from the east, bringing dazzling light to the earth.

Meng Tian stared at the setting sun and remembered Li Shangyin's poem: The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is near dusk. But Meng Tian didn't feel anything to be sad. If there was no sunset, where would the sun rise from!

The nations coexist, and the dusk of endless wars is about to pass. What awaits the land of China will be a new unified country.
Chapter completed!