Chapter 283
I fear that even if he followed by Ying Zheng's side, he would be unable to protect Ying Zheng.
But Zhang Han believed his presence could still deter some petty people.
At the very least, it could reduce a large amount of trouble for Ying Zheng when traveling outside.
"No."
"Without you by my side, there are others to protect me."
"Fusu's temperament is unstable, if you are not by his side, I am not at ease with Xianyang City."
Ying Zheng said seriously.
Zhang Han did not expect that this was what His Majesty was considering.
But he also had to agree with His Majesty's consideration.
"I want you to follow by Fusu's side and watch him handle the affairs of Xianyang City."
"During this time, if his character can change a bit, I can also be at ease."
After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he sighed almost inaudibly.
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"Your Majesty, Young Master Fusu is here."
Eunuch Zhuo's voice sounded outside the room door.
Upon hearing the report, Ying Zheng stopped his voice.
"Let him in."
Not long after, Fusu's figure appeared in front of Ying Zheng's sleeping quarters.
"Father Emperor."
As soon as he walked in, Fusu bowed respectfully.
"Enough, there are no outsiders, so let's skip these polite formalities."
Ying Zheng waved his hand, signaling Fusu to be more casual.
Fusu's bowing movement stiffened slightly.
"Father Emperor, etiquette cannot be abandoned."
"As a son, there are rules for being a son, and as a subject, there are rules for being a subject."
Fusu said.
Ying Zheng frowned, and a look of impatience appeared on his face.
The age gap between his three sons was actually not large.
The most excellent eldest imperial son.
Being able to receive such favor from him was not just because of his excellence.
Sometimes Ying Zheng also hoped to enjoy the fatherly kindness and filial piety of an ordinary family.
But these three sons, some feared him, dreaded him.
Although they hid it well, how could Ying Zheng not feel it?
Only that eldest son could calmly accept everything about him.
Whether it was the majestic emperor or the father who was occasionally willing to indulge them.
He would not be like Fusu, who insisted on involving etiquette and law in even the most ordinary matters.
Zhang Han beside him saw this scene of Fusu and sighed slightly.
Sometimes he also did not understand why, among His Majesty's three sons, only Young Master Fusu was taught to be so rigid.
If Young Master Fusu had followed His Majesty's words, I fear His Majesty would not have such a headache.
"You came over, what is the matter?"
Ying Zheng could not be bothered to argue with Fusu about whether this was inappropriate.
Instead, he asked directly.
"Father Emperor, do you still remember the incident where your son was attacked?"
Fusu raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng nodded slightly, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.
This meant he had already thought of that incident.
"That poison back then was not only taken by your son, but also by Zhang Liang, and the poison he took was even deeper than mine."
"Father Emperor, if Zhang Liang had not been by my side back then, I fear your son would have already died at the hands of that group of men in black."
Fusu spoke.
Ying Zheng thought of the incident back then, and his eyes turned cold instantly.
Regarding that incident back then, he had not yet found the true culprit behind it.
But after Feng Quji was thrown into prison, he understood the whole matter.
That group of men in black were all sent out by Feng Quji.
The purpose was to eliminate Fusu and support Huhai to sit in his position.
"Father Emperor, although the poison in your son's body has been reduced, Zhang Liang is still being eroded by this poison every day."
"Your son... your son..."
When it came to the later words, Fusu was momentarily speechless.
He did not know how to beg his Father Emperor.
Looking at the conflicted look on Fusu's face, Ying Zheng immediately understood what Fusu was thinking in his heart.
"Are you trying to ask if I still have that elixir from back then in my hands?"
Ying Zheng hit the nail on the head, directly breaking through the question Fusu wanted to ask in his heart.
A slight flush appeared on Fusu's face.
After hesitating for a while, he nodded.
"Father Emperor told your son back then that this elixir was given by the ghost."
"Your son wants to... see if I can ask the ghost for another one?"
Actually, when these words were spoken, Fusu himself felt a bit embarrassed.
After all, from the effect of that elixir, one could see the preciousness of this elixir.
The entire Great Qin Imperial Palace was helpless against the poison in his body.
Yet that elixir completely cleared the poison in his body.
After Fusu finished speaking, Ying Zheng hesitated for quite a while.
Since he took the elixir back then and his body was eroded by the elixir,
The ghost gave him a batch of new elixirs, and this batch of elixirs made his already dilapidated body slowly recover.
From that time on, Ying Zheng had already realized that these elixirs in the ghost's hands were not ordinary items.
Clearly, he was the Emperor of Great Qin, the master of the entire Great Qin.
Yet he did not have this kind of elixir from the ghost in his hands.
Back then, Ying Zheng had originally intended to completely kill the alchemist Xu Fu who offered the elixir.
But thinking that the elixir in the ghost's hands had such curative effects, he feared he held a precious prescription.
And the refining of this kind of elixir was extremely not simple, and only these alchemists could possibly refine it.
Xu Fu also seemed to know this, and after bitter pleading, Ying Zheng could only temporarily imprison the person in the imperial palace.
Ying Zheng had originally hoped that Xu Fu could refine the kind of elixir the ghost gave.
But he did not expect that the alchemist had studied it for a long time, yet still had no progress.
Truly a piece of trash.
This made Ying Zheng raise the level of the elixir given by the ghost in his heart even higher.
The second kind of elixir given by the ghost was for the purpose of clearing the poison on Fusu's body.
Actually, when he received that elixir, Ying Zheng had already believed in the ghost in his heart.
He knew that the poison the entire Great Qin was helpless against could definitely be cleared.
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