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Chapter 177 East County Falling Star

"Dongjun urgent report! Dongjun urgent report!"

A messenger rode a fast horse and ran on the official road in Xianyang, galloping all the way to Xianyang Palace.

The pedestrians on the road are unknown, so it has not been war for more than ten years. The latest generation has lost their memory of the war, and the old people who have been on the battlefield do not know where the urgent reports come from in Daqin today?!

In the Xianyang Palace, the messenger saw the First Emperor Ying Zheng and hurriedly bowed down and panted, saying, "Dongjun urgently reported that there was a falling star to Dongjun. When he arrived at the ground, he made a stone. The stone carved it: "The First Emperor died and the earth was divided."

After saying that, the messenger could no longer hold on and fainted.

Ying Zheng hurriedly took the urgent report from the messenger and looked carefully. His face turned dark and calm. After a long time, he said, "I ordered the censor Ye Qing to go to Dongjun immediately to find out the matter."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and ordered everyone to retreat. At this moment, Ying Zheng looked very tired.

"I have been brave enough for twenty years and finally swept across Liuhe and unified the world. Is it not allowed for God's will?"

"Ahem!" Ying Zheng took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve. When he took it away, a pool of blood appeared in the center of the silk handkerchief.

"Fusu said that I, Daqin, had a great disaster. Could it be that Daqin really cannot avoid this disaster?"

Ying Zheng clenched his fists, barely supporting his body, and his eyes were full of tigers. Although Qin Huang was sick and depressed, his majesty and aura showed no less than that of him at his peak.

"Summon the right prime minister Feng Quji, the left prime minister Li Si, and the upper minister Meng Yi."

...

In the house, Fusu was in full spirit at this moment. After more than ten days of rest, Fusu recovered his vitality. After two consecutive months of struggle, he finished reading Qin Lu and wrote down his insights about Qin Lu. This work committee actually took a lot of effort.

For this reason, Fusu thought that he would not leave the house for the rest of the time, so he simply rested. As the saying goes, it was appropriate to relax and relax, and Fusu still cherished his own body very much.

Fusu knew very clearly that the job of the emperor was not a job that humans did. Ying Zheng was only forty-nine years old this year. However, due to his persistence in handling political affairs, Ying Zheng's health had become very poor. Even Li Si, who was already in his seventies at this time, was much better than Ying Zheng.

Throughout history, most of the accomplished emperors have not lived long. Except for those heartless emperors who do not care about national economy and people's livelihood, they just ate, drink, play, and go to Jiangnan for six times, and naturally have no problem living until they are over 90 years old.

As the first feudal dynasty in Chinese history, the Qin Dynasty had no choice but to follow, and everything could only be explored and moved forward. If Ying Zheng entrusts government affairs to others, he would be worried at all.

Fusu had always had the idea of ​​persuading Ying Zheng to take a break, but when this idea arose, Fusu still dispelled the idea.

Let’s not talk about whether Fusu’s proposal, as the eldest son, was suspected of snatching power. But Fusu heard that the imperial physician Xia Wujie had also suggested that Ying Zheng rest for one to two years, but the final result was that Ying Zheng refused.

As an imperial physician, this is the case. Fusu knew that his identity was very subtle. At this time, if he made suggestions, it would be a bad thing.

"Is there any news outside recently?" Fusu asked inadvertently at the guard beside him.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the censor Ye Qing, who went to Dongjun to investigate more than 20 days ago, had already sent a message back yesterday. Today, Your Majesty convened a court meeting." The guard said cautiously.

But Fusu looked at the guard in confusion and said, "Why do you need to bother a censor to investigate and inquire?"

A trace of ominous premonition arose in Fusu's heart. Could it be that the stars fell from Dongjun? The guard's next words verified Fusu's guess.

"Young Master, twenty days ago, an urgent report came from Dongjun, saying that the sky fell from the sky, and the stone carved it: "The First Emperor died and the earth was divided."

Fusu suddenly stared at the guard and said angrily: "Why don't I know about this? Did you deliberately hide it?"

When the guard saw Fusu getting angry, he immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty the Falling Star in Dongjun ordered a strict blockade and no discussion is allowed. Those who violate the violations will be severely punished."

"Then how did you know?" Fusu asked with his eyes staring at the guards.

The power that the Fusu Young Master, who has always been kind on weekdays, suddenly burst out at this moment made the guards even more frightened. The guards immediately told him: "It has been circulating in the market a few days ago, but after the Nine Cauldrons, no one in the people in Xianyang City believed it. But yesterday the censor reported it urgently, and today the entire Xianyang City knew about this news."

"The villain thought it was a rumor in the market and did not believe it, so he did not report it to the young master and asked him to forgive him."

Fusu reluctantly suppressed the anger in his heart, knowing that he could not blame the guards in front of him. However, this caught Fusu off guard.

Originally, Fusu was also thinking about how to crack the fallen star in Dongjun. According to Fusu's speculation, it should be the work of those six countries. Unfortunately, Fusu did not know the specific location of the whereabouts of the meteorite. Otherwise, he could have planned in advance and even used it to catch the remnants of the six countries.

The territory of Dongjun is not small, after all, it is also a county, and it is difficult to determine the location of the meteorite in it. Therefore, Fusu could only put this method aside and find another idea.

However, unexpectedly, before the plan was completed, such a thing had already happened. Because he was imprisoned in this house, the news he could get could only be learned from the guards beside him. In this way, he missed the best time to solve the problem.

Ying Huo Shouxin was barely confused by him with the Nine Cauldrons, but the fallen star in the East County posed a big problem for Fusu.

The falling star is not scary, but what makes people scary is the seven words: "The First Emperor died and the earth was divided."

These seven words made Ying Zheng's suspicion, court officials speculate in their hearts, and the people were panicked. Just using this small falling star, these seven words were engraved on it, and Fusu had to sigh that the commander behind him was a genius.

Who would have thought of such a wonderful way to destroy the Qin court's prestige in the six countries of Shandong?

"How did the news in Xianyang City spread?" Suddenly, Fusu noticed a hint of unusualness, as if the news in Xianyang City was spreading a little strange.

Fusu personally dug out the Nine Cauldrons. From releasing the news to spreading the word of mouth to the people, Fusu once felt clearly this process and also clearly understood the whole process.

The spread of news in Xianyang this time is really too unusual!

"This..." The guard showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and he didn't know how to answer Fusu's question.

Seeing the guard's face, Fusu said, "You start from the beginning and don't forget any details. If you report truthfully, you will be rewarded."
Chapter completed!
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