Chapter 41: Wang Jian: Wait, What Did I Come Here For? (Ninth Update)

Inside the delicacy shop

With Ying Zheng tossing ten thousand gold, he settled down nearby to enjoy the watermelon juice.

Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, Abbot Xuan Ci, and others could only watch silently from the side.

Especially Yue Buqun's heart was a bitter mix of flavors.

He had thought he had made a huge fortune from the Five Great Sword Sects, considering himself suddenly wealthy.

Yet before that wealth could even be revealed,

Ying Zheng's move just now wiped it all out directly.

The little money he earned wasn't even enough for Ying Zheng to spend here a few times.

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun felt a touch of frustration.

Should he, after returning, kill the Emperor?

Watching how rich Ying Zheng was, a bold idea surfaced in Yue Buqun's mind.

But the thought flashed and vanished, extinguished by Yue Buqun himself.

With his current strength, attempting to usurp the throne!

He would likely die amidst the chaotic armies!

Thinking of that scene, Yue Buqun couldn't help but shiver.

The same thought flashed through Abbot Xuan Ci and others, just as it did for Yue Buqun.

However, they too just shook their heads with a bitter smile.

Facing the imperial court's thousands of soldiers and ten thousand horses, no matter how strong they were, it would be useless!

They could simply be worn down to death!

For a moment, the few of them could only envy Ying Zheng.

Tang San, however, did not have so many thoughts; at this moment, Tang San only knew that he now had money.

For a very long time, he would not need to worry about money.

Glancing at Ying Zheng before him, Tang San did not plan to stay long.

He stood up, packed away the boxed egg fried rice and braised egg, then Tang San respectfully said a word to Su Mu before leaving.

Now, he was rushing back to let Hearing Xiao Wu taste the effects of this delicacy.

Moreover, Hearing Xiao Wu's soul power was at level twenty-nine; perhaps after eating this egg fried rice, she could break through to level thirty soul power.

Thinking of this, Tang San stepped out and left.

Inside the delicacy shop, after Ying Zheng finished enjoying the watermelon juice, egg fried rice, and beef noodles,

he also rose slightly and walked toward Su Mu.

Having solved the problem of his lifespan, Ying Zheng still wanted to ask about the cause of his death.

He wanted to know: he was merely in his prime, so how did he die so easily?

Was there something wrong in this?

Seeing such a questioning Ying Zheng, Su Mu couldn't help but feel a slight headache.

Just as he was preparing to explain, he saw the history book on the ground, the one he had previously used to prop up the table leg.

"Here, take this; everything you want to know is inside!"

Regardless of whether Ying Zheng could understand it or not, Su Mu had simply sent him away.

However, judging by the simplified characters inside, it would probably take Ying Zheng a long time to study.

What Su Mu did not know was that the moment Ying Zheng took the history book, the System had already thoughtfully completed the translation work.

And it did not report this to Su Mu either.

Having received the history book, Ying Zheng glanced at it once, then held it like a precious treasure and left.

Such a scene left Zhang Sanfeng, Yue Buqun, and others completely stunned.

What had they just seen?

That book seemed to be a historical chronicle, right?

Good heavens, the Immortal is directly giving Ying Zheng a chronicle!

Isn't this just playing around?

Unconsciously, in everyone's hearts, they silently felt a touch of sympathy for Zhao Gao, Li Si, Xiang Yu, Liu Bang, and the small states surrounding the Qin State.

Hope you can hold on a bit longer!

After sweeping the delicacies clean, seeing such a scene, the crowd did not stay long for a moment.

They respectfully said a word to Su Mu, then the few of them slowly departed.

Just as the few were leaving, inside the Xianyang City on the other side

"Bang!"

Inside the imperial palace of Xianyang City, Ying Zheng had now returned.

Holding the Immortal Book gifted by Su Mu in both hands, he read it word by word.

But when he saw the cause of his own death, he instantly flew into a rage.

With Ying Zheng's rage, countless servants in the great hall immediately knelt on the ground, trembling in fear!

"Go, find Xu Fu for me!"

The majestic voice echoed through the hall; seeing the Immortal Book stating that he died because of long-term consumption of poisonous pills, causing toxins to accumulate in his body for a long time, leaving him terminally ill.

Ying Zheng instantly became furious, the anger in his chest erupting like a volcano.

Just a few days ago, he had agreed to Xu Fu's conditions, sending him to sail across the sea to search for immortal islands and seek the elixir of immortality.

It turned out all of this was Xu Fu deceiving him!

Good, good, good.

Has that Seeing Ying Zheng gone too long without killing anyone!

To the point where everyone under heaven thinks his days are numbered, that he's weak and can be bullied!

Inside the great hall, the attendants prostrating on the ground all felt an invisible pressure bearing down on them, trembling as they lay there, not daring to speak.

And at the same time, in the city of Xianyang

"Master, Your Majesty's holy will is already set—please don't go!"

Inside a certain courtyard, an old man was heading toward the courtyard gate, while behind him, a middle-aged man gripped him tightly, refusing to let go.

"Sigh, this old body of mine doesn't know how many more years it can hold out, but Your Majesty must not come to harm!"

The old man was none other than the great general of Qin, Wang Jian.

Ever since sweeping across the six kingdoms, he had retired from service and withdrawn to live as a farmer in the countryside.

But recently, he had heard that Seeing Ying Zheng had become obsessed with immortality pills and the art of eternal life.

Deeply worried, he had come back once more.

His own lifespan was nearly spent; thinking that in his final moments, he should come and offer one last remonstrance.

It could also be considered repaying the kindness of the old Qin folk.

Shrugging off the steward's hand in one motion, Wang Jian set off toward the imperial palace with aged, tottering steps.

All the way to the palace gate, he only had to state his identity before someone was immediately dispatched into the palace to report.

After all, Wang Jian's status in the state of Qin was simply too high.

And at this very moment, inside the great hall

Seeing Ying Zheng was waiting in a fury for Xu Fu's arrival.

Suddenly hearing that Wang Jian had actually come to see him, he could not help but feel puzzled.

Of Wang Jian's return, he naturally knew.

But at this moment, what had he come for?

"Let him in!"

Without saying much more, he gave an order to the Black Ice Terrace, and the next moment Seeing Ying Zheng settled in to wait atop the Wang Zuo.

As for this old minister of the empire, Seeing Ying Zheng still paid him a great deal of attention.

After a while, outside the great hall, Wang Jian's aged figure could be seen walking in.

"This old minister, Wang Jian, pays his respects to Your Majesty!"

Although he had already retired, Wang Jian had come this time for the purpose of remonstrance.

Therefore, Wang Jian deliberately used the words "old minister."

But just as Wang Jian had finished his report, an attendant came in from outside to announce that Xu Fu had already arrived.

In an instant, Seeing Ying Zheng, seated upon the Wang Zuo, flew into a rage.

"Good—bring Xu Fu before me in chains! Today I will have him die by the cruelest of punishments!"

Fury surged to the heavens; the mere mention of the name Xu Fu made Seeing Ying Zheng feel that even the cruelest punishment would be letting the man off too lightly.

But as such words were spoken, Wang Jian below the hall was instantly stunned.

What had he just heard?

Your Majesty wants to kill Xu Fu?

And have him executed by the cruelest of punishments?

Wait—then what did he come here for?