Chapter 108

"Please rest assured, Prince, I will definitely persuade His Majesty well."

After Prince Fusu left, Zhang Han returned to the palace.

"Your Majesty."

Seeing Zhang Han return, Ying Zheng slowly opened his eyes.

"Originally, I thought this son of mine was weak and incompetent."

"Although he has some ability, he is ultimately too soft-hearted and stubborn in personality, not suitable to be a ruler."

"Now it seems he still has some persistence."

Ying Zheng looked at the void in front of him and said.

"Your Majesty, Prince Fusu is, after all, your son, and your bloodline flows through his body."

Zhang Han said to Ying Zheng with a smile.

After Ying Zheng finished listening to Zhang Han’s words, he also smiled lightly.

After Ying Mo died, the entire Great Qin briefly fell into turmoil.

Ying Mo, as the most outstanding and capable of all the princes of Great Qin,

was naturally the undisputed candidate for the next monarch in the eyes of many ministers and the people. '753'

The sudden passing of the country’s next successor naturally dealt a huge blow to the country.

Many people at that time shifted their gaze to Fusu and Huhai.

After all, among the sons Ying Zheng had left, these were the only two who were adults.

Although Ying Zheng was very angry at what those people had done,

there was one thing he had to admit: his next successor could only be chosen from these two.

But Ying Zheng was not very satisfied with either of these two sons.

One was not suitable to be a ruler but had the ability to govern the country.

One had the ambition of a ruler but did not have the ability of a ruler.

No matter which one of these two was chosen, Ying Zheng was somewhat uneasy about handing over the entire Great Qin to them.

Every time he considered this problem, Ying Zheng’s heart would ache involuntarily.

If his Mo'er had not died back then, he would naturally not have to face such a difficult choice now.

"Seeing his performance today, it is very good; I hope he can properly change his personality while at Meng Tian’s side."

Ying Zheng said with a smile.

He arranged for Prince Fusu to be at Meng Tian’s side, not to punish Prince Fusu.

But because he wanted Prince Fusu to follow Meng Tian and learn properly, and change that weak personality of his.

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"Your Majesty, rest assured, General Meng should understand your meaning."

Zhang Han said very certainly.

If Meng Tian could not guess this layer of meaning, then he really had no brain.

Outside the city…

In a relatively remote small mountain village.

Ying Mo sat in a small farmhouse courtyard, drinking the tea in his hand.

The location of this small farmhouse courtyard was in the suburbs of Xianyang City.

It was very hidden and would not be discovered; it was one of Ying Mo’s strongholds.

"Prince, the news has been uncovered; Li Si definitely participated in the matter five years ago."

Lu Li held a bamboo tube and walked into the courtyard, handing it to Ying Mo.

Ying Mo took the bamboo tube from Lu Li’s hand and took out a letter from inside.

After reading the entire content of the letter, Ying Mo’s eyes instantly became sharp.

"This old fellow actually dared to send people to block the scouts sent out by Annan back then."

"Issue the order; the next target is Li Si."

When Ying Mo said Li Si’s name, the killing intent in his eyes burst out directly.

He still remembered that back then, in order to let the entire Annan Army survive, he had sent out all the scouts.

All of the Annan Army and he himself were looking forward to these scouts bringing back good news.

As a result, when facing the pursuit, not a single one of those scouts returned.

Ying Mo had always thought that the scouts he had sent out had all been eliminated by the Xiongnu.

Now it seemed that he had been wrong.

"How did he dare?"

"Thirty thousand Annan soldiers were on the battlefield, bathing in blood and fighting for the land behind them."

"But their hope for survival was personally severed by those people behind them."

"I want to sever their hands and take revenge for all the brothers of the Annan Army."

Thinking of the scene when all the brothers of the Annan Army escorted him to escape on the battlefield back then,

a blood-red color actually appeared in Ying Mo’s eyes.

This was a situation that could only be produced by extreme anger and extreme killing intent.

"Prince, calm down．¨."

Seeming to perceive the terrifying aura on Ying Mo’s body,

Lu Li said loudly, wanting to pull Ying Mo out of the scene from back then.

Every time the Prince thought of the scene back then, he would become like a demon god in the world.

Lu Li did not want Ying Mo to continue to be immersed in the pain of the past.

He felt that since Ying Mo had survived from the battlefield back then,

there was no need for him to live in pain every day.

Lu Li’s voice carried a trace of true Qi, pulling Ying Mo out of the painful memories.

Ying Mo, who had sobered up from his memories, had a thin layer of cold sweat all over his body.

"Prince, are you alright?"

"I am fine."

Ying Mo waved his hand.

His gaze looked straight toward the direction of Xianyang City.

There lived countless true culprits who had participated in the incident five years ago.

One day, he would eradicate all the true culprits completely.

To return justice to the thirty thousand Annan Army brothers.

To return innocence to the thirty thousand Annan Army brothers.

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During this period, Ying Zheng’s mood was very bad.

People inside and outside the palace did not know what had happened that would make Ying Zheng’s mood so terrible.

But Zhang Han knew very clearly why Ying Zheng was angry.

Just yesterday, the palace maid who had been taking the elixirs was now completely weak and could not get out of bed.

Taiyi, who had been imprisoned in the palace by Ying Zheng, could not find out what was unusual about this palace maid at all.

He only felt that the Lady seemed to be weak and sickly, which led to her falling ill in bed.

But only Ying Zheng and Zhang Han knew that this palace maid had been very healthy before.

There was no such thing as being weak and sickly as the imperial physician had said.

After knowing this, Ying Zheng’s face remained gloomy for several days without easing up.

But Ying Zheng did not say much, but quietly waited for the result.

Zhang Han naturally knew what result Ying Zheng was waiting for, and he also followed Ying Zheng every day, waiting for the result.