Chapter 112

He thought that after this incident, Ying Zheng would not take anything of unknown origin again.

But he had not expected that he would actually take the elixir given to him by Ghost.

"Your Majesty……"

"Are you trying to ask me why I would take this elixir without hesitation?"

Ying Zheng seemed to have guessed what Ge Nie was about to ask and directly interrupted his words.

Ge Nie pursed his lips and fell into silence.

A faint smile appeared on Ying Zheng’s face once again.

"Ge Nie, you must know that this child is under Mo'er’s command; I believe he will not harm me."

Thinking of that most outstanding eldest son of his, a soft light flashed across Ying Zheng’s face.

Although he did not know the specific identity of this Ghost at all, as long as this Ghost was Ying Mo’s person, he believed in this person.

Ge Nie looked deeply at Ying Zheng in front of him, then stood back in his original place silently.

……

In order to cooperate with Ying Zheng’s plan.

Ying Mo decided to hide his identity and enter the officialdom.

Only in this way could he discover Li Si and the person behind him the fastest.

"Prince, the Left Censor has been completely solved."

Lu Li came to Ying Mo’s side and said.

The Left Censor’s full name was Zuo Zhongtang, a small pawn under Li Si.

As a censor, he had the power to supervise all officials.

So the existence of someone like the Left Censor was also outside all officials.

Ying Mo let out a light "hmm," and when he walked out of the room again, he had transformed into the Left Censor, Zuo Zhongtang.

Morning court,

Ying Zheng’s gaze was fixed tightly on the civil and military officials below.

"Northwest drought, no harvest, people displaced."

"Such a major matter, I am actually the last one to learn the news."

"What are you officials for?"

Ying Zheng tried hard to put on an appearance of being angry while bracing his body.

His hands were tightly covering his chest, his eyes wide, and an aura of majesty surged from his body.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that at this moment, Ying Zheng was bracing himself to put on this aura.

Li Si looked at Ying Zheng above, then thought of Donghuang Taiyi’s plan.

When they discussed the plan last time, Donghuang Taiyi had said that Ying Zheng’s body could not live past five days.

But coincidentally, a noble had just offered a rare and precious herb that had been around for years.

It was precisely because of this rare herb that Ying Zheng’s body had actually eased up a bit.

When he learned the news, Li Si immediately passed this news to Donghuang Taiyi.

Donghuang Taiyi also could not be sure how long this rare herb could allow Ying Zheng’s body to last.

So he could only let Li Si keep a close watch on Ying Zheng’s body at all times.

"Li Si, do you not intend to give me an explanation?"

Ying Zheng, who had been angry at all the civil and military officials, fixed his gaze tightly on Li Si. .....

Clearly, the anger in his eyes had not dissipated.

Li Si immediately stood out from the officials, then knelt respectfully on the ground.

"Northwest drought, your subject has already transferred disaster relief silver, but it is a drop in the bucket, and still cannot solve the problem for all the people."

Ying Mo stood in the position of Zuo Zhongtang, looking at this scene in front of him.

Ying Zheng above clearly did not intend to let Li Si off.

"Could it be that besides disaster relief silver, you cannot think of any other way?"

"The national treasury is tight; where is there so much disaster relief silver that can be allocated to the Northwest?"

"You officials, one by one, only know how to talk on paper."

The officials also did not know why Ying Zheng was so irritable today.

This matter of the Northwest drought had happened long ago, and Ying Zheng was not the last one to know the news.

Before, when Ying Zheng knew the news, he had not been as angry as he was today.

All the officials did not know why, but one by one they lowered their heads tremblingly, not daring to look at Ying Zheng above.

"Since you are busy with official business and cannot handle the Northwest matter, then divide half of the affairs in your hands to Feng Quji."

A cold light flashed in Ying Zheng’s eyes, then he said coldly to Li Si.

Li Si had not expected that just because of this small matter, a part of the power in his hands would be divided out.

But he dared not speak out of anger; after all, this 1.2 matter was indeed his dereliction of duty.

After all, the people in the Northwest were displaced, and some of the refugees had even entered Xianyang City directly.

Li Si guessed that perhaps it was because of these refugees that Ying Zheng was so exposed.

"Your subject accepts the decree."

Standing beside Li Si, Feng Quji, who had been a mere figurehead, had not expected to hear his name from Ying Zheng’s mouth this time.

"Your subject obeys the decree."

Knowing that Ying Zheng had already transferred a part of the power in Li Si’s hands to himself,

Feng Quji immediately knelt to thank him.

A trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, Feng Quji had a premonition that perhaps his chance to turn things around had arrived.

Ying Mo silently hid among the officials, watching this scene in front of him.

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After flying into a rage, Ying Zheng’s body seemed to have become somewhat weak.

Looking at Ying Zheng, who had cold sweat on his face, the officials below had different thoughts.

Just then, Zhang Han directly took out the elixir and handed it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng took the elixir handed over by Zhang Han and swallowed it in one gulp.

Li Si, who was lying on the ground, saw this action of Ying Zheng, and the panic in his heart calmed down slightly.

This elixir was the poison that Donghuang Taiyi said Xu Fu had refined.

Ying Zheng was still taking this kind of elixir, which meant that Ying Zheng had not discovered the problem with this elixir at all.

After the morning court ended,

Feng Quji did not leave here first for the first time, but slowly walked to Li Si’s side.

"It seems Lord Feng has been quite proud of himself recently."

Li Si turned his head and looked at Feng Quji, who was following behind him, a cold sneer rising at the corner of his mouth.

"Only by gaining His Majesty’s regard can I help Lord Li handle the internal affairs of the imperial court."

"This is the duty of a subject."

Feng Quji also hung a faint smile on his face.

A trace of ambitious desire flashed in his eyes.

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This was the first step for him to return to the peak of power.

He believed,

one day, he would completely replace Li Si and become the first powerful minister of the imperial court.

"I think Lord Feng had better not be happy too early."

"After all, sometimes, it is easy for joy to turn into sorrow."