Longevity by Picking up Attributes in the Battlefield

Chapter 381: Chapter 169: Ying Zheng: It’s Really Efang!!_3

"Hasn’t he already left Xianyang?"

"Why is he involved?"

Wang Wan shook his head: "This old minister learned through someone in the palace that before Zhao Feng returned to the capital and left, he spent some time alone with the Great King. Afterwards, the Great King ordered a test of the Spirit Pill using rabbits."

"How did Zhao Feng know the Spirit Pill was poisonous?" Fusu was quite curious.

"Prince."

"What we need to focus on is not how Zhao Feng knew, but rather how much trust the Great King now has in Zhao Feng."

"Did the prince not see Zhao Feng’s attitude towards us that day in the court?"

"So aggressive, so uncompromising."

"It now seems that he cannot be won over at all. Instead, he is our enemy."

"Such is the deep favor of the king, a grave threat." Wang Wan sighed.

Apparently, after Zhao Feng had openly confronted Chunyu Yue before the entire court, without showing any mercy.

Everyone knew Chunyu Yue was Fusu’s teacher. Such targeting clearly meant he didn’t regard Fusu.

From this matter.

It was declaring war on the entire faction of Fusu.

"The Prime Minister may have overthought."

"After all."

"Zhao Feng acted in response to the teacher’s excess, and he retaliated as well." Fusu said calmly.

Wang Wan shook his head: "Although Chunyu Yue was impolite, he is the prince’s teacher and represents the prince’s constant influence. As a minister, to show no mercy is to show no respect for the prince."

"Because of this."

"Originally, quite a few court officials who supported the prince have changed sides and are now turning toward the Eighteenth Prince."

"From this perspective, it’s highly likely Zhao Feng has connections with the Eighteenth Prince." Wang Wan spoke very seriously.

Fusu frowned, not knowing what to say.

However.

There was nothing wrong with Wang Wan’s thinking because it was from his own standpoint.

From his perspective, even if Zhao Feng wanted revenge, he shouldn’t do it publicly in front of the full court. As a minister, he ought to have a minister’s thoughts; such lack of respect for Fusu is disrespect for the future king.

Moreover.

Wang Wan had invested all his family’s hopes in Fusu; if he lost, his family would surely perish.

The struggle for royal power is cruel like this.

If you chose wrong, your entire family would be destroyed.

"Let’s take one step at a time."

"Don’t go too far for now, or you’ll truly force Zhao Feng to become an enemy, that wouldn’t be good." Fusu advised.

Regarding Zhao Feng.

He doesn’t have much animosity; on the contrary, he admires him greatly.

However, he cannot change the thoughts of his supporters and can only moderate the situation.

On the other side.

Within Zhangtai Palace!

Ying Zheng had already calmed down from his fury.

Seeing those alchemists being escorted away, his anger slightly subsided.

"The Spirit Pill is indeed poisonous."

"If it weren’t for Zhao Feng, I might not have survived past fifty."

"I never thought I’d owe him my life."

Ying Zheng wore a smile of reflection.

Although it enraged him, at least he learned of the poison in the Spirit Pill just in time. By stopping its intake and using detoxifying medicine as an aid, his health could naturally be restored.

Thinking of this, he still felt a lingering fear.

Perhaps because of this action.

The historical demise of Emperor Qin Shi Huang in Shaqiu was about to be rewritten.

"Great King."

"Let me instruct the Great Medical Hall to have the great physician personally come and take your pulse," Zhao Gao said respectfully.

"Go ahead." Ying Zheng waved his hand.

"I shall obey." Zhao Gao turned and prepared to depart.

At this moment, Ying Zheng had a thought: "Is Zhao Feng’s sister in the Great Medical Hall?"

"Yes."

"Before leaving, the senior general arranged for his sister to study medicine at the Great Medical Hall." Zhao Gao immediately replied.

"Let Master Chen bring his sister here." Ying Zheng said.

"I shall obey the decree." Zhao Gao stepped down promptly.

After he stepped down.

Ying Zheng then slowly withdrew his gaze.

Looking at the pile of petitions on the desk, Ying Zheng felt a headache, and his face showed signs of fatigue.

"Without the Spirit Pill to assist in refreshing the mind, reviewing petitions is a lot more tiring."

"Alas."

Ying Zheng sighed.

With Han and Zhao state fallen.

Especially with Zhao state just in new hands, numerous petitions were returned.

This meant that the daily review of petitions by Ying Zheng was endless, as all those presented before him were matters requiring his approval, affecting countless people.

If he even slackened a bit, countless people might suffer because of it.

Ying Zheng naturally couldn’t let that happen.

After all.

The current Qin is ruled by law; all matters are disposed of by legal statutes. If using future terms, current Qin law is still too harsh, but for a newly established nation, it can only be governed by strict laws.

"Great King."

At this time.

From the rear hall.

Dunruo walked out slowly.

"How is it?"

Upon seeing Dunruo’s arrival, Ying Zheng immediately perked up.

Clearly.

The task previously entrusted to Dunruo had been completed.

Dunruo stepped forward respectfully, taking out a white cloth scroll from his bosom.

Then respectfully presented it to Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng impatiently unfolded it.

What met his eyes.

Was a portrait.

Upon seeing the portrait.

Ying Zheng’s entire body shook, his gaze was struck into a daze.

After a prolonged moment.

Endless ripples appeared in Ying Zheng’s eyes.

"It really... it really is her."

"Indeed it’s Efang."

Although it was merely a portrait.

Though the portrait didn’t fully depict Mrs. Zhao’s appearance, just from the outline, Ying Zheng instantly recognized it.

Someone he yearned for years, how could Ying Zheng not recognize?

No matter how she changed, from this outline, it was unmistakably recognizable.

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