Da Qin: Confucianism, Dharma and Taoism

Winter is gone and spring is here. The ice and snow are melting and everything is about to bloom.

But at this time, people in Xianyang are in a state of uncertainty. There are many more soldiers patrolling the streets than before.

The First Emperor has not held a court meeting for nearly a month. This is the first time in his life.

Since he succeeded to the throne of King of Qin at the age of thirteen, Ying Zheng has attended every court meeting, even though he had no power at that time and was just an audience member listening to Lu Buwei's instructions.

But even so, Ying Zheng did not miss any court meetings.

After Lu Buwei surrendered and the First Emperor regained power, except when the First Emperor was on an eastern tour, he would follow the rules and listen to reports from officials at all levels.

But today, the First Emperor has not attended court for a month, and all kinds of rumors are circulating in Xianyang.

Although soldiers would arrest civilians who spread "false" news, the "rumors" from ministers and nobles could not be stopped.

Everyone guessed and everyone knew that the First Emperor was probably seriously ill, and not just seriously ill, but even critically ill~~.

During this period, the doors of the residences of Ying Wei, the right prime minister, and Feng Quji, the left prime minister, were almost trampled by officials at all levels.

As long as the officials were qualified to come to the Prince Yong's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion to see the two, they would find various reasons to come and explore.

However, Ying Wei rejected almost all of these officials who came to his door, and he would only receive those who had very good relationships with him.

During this month, since Ying Zheng could not preside over the court meetings, all the court meetings were handled by Ying Wei, the Prince Yong.

It was also because of Ying Wei that the highest level of politics in Qin did not collapse and was still running stably.

In the Prince of Yong's mansion, Ying Wei stood by the pond, throwing the bait in his hand and admiring the carp in the pond.

Beside him, a girl with simple clothes and beautiful face was accompanying him.

"Mr. Duanmu, you also went to the palace yesterday. How is the condition of His Majesty?"

As the Prince of Yong of the empire, no matter how much Ying Zheng concealed, his physical condition could not be hidden from Ying Wei.

Besides, Ying Wei had long known that Ying Zheng's health was not good. His wife Dongjun had given him a warning that he would not live beyond this spring at most.

And now it was spring. What Ying Wei did not expect was that he thought Ying Zheng's condition would worsen at the end of spring, but he did not expect that it would become like this in early spring.

He looked complicated at this time.

He had already prepared everything. If Ying Zheng died, he could seize power and usurp the throne and make himself the emperor of the empire.

However, Ying Wei was troubled by his feelings for Ying Zheng for so many years, and he inexplicably hoped that he could live for two more years.

Duanmu Rong stared at the carp in the lake in a daze. After hearing what Ying Wei said, she sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty is already terminally ill.I'm afraid, I'm afraid I only have a few days to live."

"Is there no medicine to cure it?"

Ying Wei asked again.

"There is no medicine to cure it. Under your suggestion, the master has developed the medicine that your Highness calls penicillin. Although it can be used on the human body, your majesty's illness has nothing to do with it."

"Your majesty has been overworked for many years and has become extremely weak."

"Your majesty's meridians are fragile and his body can no longer accept medicine, let alone transmit internal force, otherwise it will only aggravate his condition."

"In this case, if your majesty stopped dealing with state affairs in the past two years and recuperated in the palace, he might have another 10 years to live."

"But your majesty is still busy with state affairs every day, so that now he is incurable. "

Duanmu Rong shook her head and said.

After Ying Zheng became seriously ill, the imperial doctors in the palace were helpless and asked Duanmu Rong and her master Nian Duan, the two heirs of the medical family, to go to the palace to see the patient.

However, as Duanmu Rong said, Ying Zheng's illness was a symptom accumulated over many years, and there was no other way except to recuperate.

But Ying Zheng never listened to the doctor's advice and was always busy with state affairs. Now, his body is completely unable to take medicine and can only rely on himself.

Ying Wei was silent for a moment and sighed: "He is such a person. He has been working hard all his life. Although he holds supreme power and has made achievements in unifying the six countries."

"But from the perspective of ordinary people, his life is not happy at all. It is a life of hard work."

"If he could give up this country and power early to cultivate himself, he would not end up like this. ”

“But he doesn’t trust others, he only believes in his own abilities. Should we say he is stubborn or he does everything himself?”

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“Alas, in addition to this, it is also the power that constrains him, making him dare not give up any power at all. Power is really poisonous, and he eventually died of poisoning. ”

This cannot be blamed on Ying Zheng. The higher the position, the more he cannot give up the power in his hands.

In order to climb to this position, he must offend many people.

When he has supreme power, everyone will submit.

But when his power disappears, those enemies will attack him.

Anyone in a high position must hold on to power until he dies, otherwise his end will definitely not be good.

And even if he dies, if the power is not successfully transferred, his descendants will inevitably be liquidated.

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This separation and reunion has been a game of power for thousands of years.

Duanmu Rong did not speak, she was not qualified to say these words.

She glanced at Ying Wei at this time and was suddenly stunned.

Tears actually flowed from the corners of Ying Wei's eyes, and this scene made her a little at a loss.

Duanmu Rong never thought that this powerful man, this excellent man, this cold-blooded man, this man who controlled everything in his hands, would shed tears one day.

Those were not crocodile tears, but sincere tears from his emotions.

Especially the person to whom this tear flowed was even his enemy in politics.

Ying Wei touched the corners of his eyes with his hand. He didn't expect that he would actually shed tears.

Except for the uncontrollable howling when he was just born, Ying Wei had never cried in his life because of the memory of his previous life.

He didn't cry when his father and mother died, when he was forced by Lu Buwei, when he was injured, and when facing many women he loved and loved him, he didn't cry.

And the first tear of his life, or the last tear of his life, was shed for only one person.

His elder brother, the emperor of all ages, the first emperor who was forever engraved on the land of China and could not be denied by anyone - Ying Zheng!

At the same time, Ying Wei was also very fortunate, because he and Ying Zheng seemed to be able to be brothers and sisters in harmony and become role models for future generations.

"Your Majesty, Li Si wants to see you."

A servant came to report. Beg.