Since the so-called emperor pays off, an iron pestle can be ground into a needle (Is this a good sentence appropriate?), on that dark night, Qin Shihuang finally lost in the race against shit. Between lifting his pants and taking off his pants, he hesitated. The originally decisive Qin Shihuang actually hesitated, and the result of hesitation was that Qin Shihuang pulled his pants.

What an exciting news. Compared to Qin Shihuang's hesitation, Zhou Tian seemed much more decisive. At the moment of discovering the abnormality, Zhou Tian rushed into Qin Shihuang's carriage like a bullet out of the barrel.

Facing Qin Shihuang who was so embarrassed, Zhou Tian remained calm and smiled at Qin Shihuang, and said affectionately, "Your Majesty, are you changing to foot binding cloth?"

Qin Shihuang looked at the loyal minister who entered the carriage to check on him as soon as possible, and was filled with emotion. Qin Shihuang narrowed his eyes, wielded his dantian energy, and smiled at Zhou Tian and said, "Get out for me!"

Zhou Tian’s failure lies in his overwhelming ignoring the problem of the leader’s face. Think about it, which leader likes to let others see his pants pulling. This is simply too detrimental to his image!

Fortunately, Zhao Gao was Qin Shihuang's favorite minister, otherwise Zhou Tian would have died once or twice based on this matter alone.

Although he was scolded, it was finally time for Qin Shihuang to change his foot binding cloth. Many of the palace maids who replaced Qin Shihuang's foot binding cloth were their own confidants. As long as Qin Shihuang changed his foot binding cloth, the foot binding cloth would naturally be placed in his hands as soon as possible (it was so disgusting).

"Mr. Zhao, Lord Zhao, the emperor let you in." Just as Zhou Tian was fantasizing about leaving this ghost place with his foot binding cloth for a while, a palace maid in the carriage suddenly poked her head out and called out anxiously.

"Let me in?" Zhou Tian was stunned. Could it be that he wanted to give me foot binding cloth himself? This is obviously a bit unreliable.

"Sir Zhou, hurry up, the emperor is anxious." The palace maid looked at Zhou Tian's inappropriate and couldn't help but urge him.

"Okay, okay." Zhou Tian quickly walked into the carriage, but saw that Qin Shihuang was lying on the desk and humming. It seemed that this diarrhea caused Qin Shihuang a lot of harm.

"Your Majesty, look for me." Zhou Tian stepped forward and observed carefully. He found that Qin Shihuang had not changed his foot binding cloth. Could it be that Qin Shihuang was just like this?

"Create...Imprisonment." Qin Shihuang was obviously weaker than before, and his words were a bit intermittent.

"What?" Zhou Tian was stunned and didn't hear Qin Shihuang clearly.

"I want to issue an edict." Qin Shihuang bit out a few words from his mouth. (I guess Qin Shihuang didn't dare to use his strength, otherwise he would have to speak first.)

"Yes" What kind of edict are you sending at this time? The key is to change the foot binding cloth. Although Zhou Tian cursed in his heart, he still should follow the truth.

Zhou Tian took silk and brush from the desk and pretended to behave, "Who can tell me how to write the edict!"

"My destiny is about to be killed, but I have not appointed a crown prince. Now the young master Fusu is smart and wise, and has the power of an emperor..."

"Your Majesty, just say it. I remember it, don't wait for me... No way." Zhou Tian heard Qin Shihuang's sudden pause, thinking that he was afraid that he would not be able to remember it, but when he looked up, he found that Qin Shihuang's face was as good as gold paper at this moment, basically venting his anger and not having anger in.

Seeing Qin Shihuang's appearance, Zhou Tian felt that something was wrong. He went forward to take a look at his breath and found that Qin Shihuang was really exhausted. Qin Shihuang was so shitty that he was so tired that he said he believed it? I guess someone believed it, and those historians dared not write it.

At this moment, Zhou Tian's first reaction was to quickly get off Qin Shihuang's foot binding cloth, and then ride on his horse and leave quickly. But then he thought, if he did this, others would definitely think that Qin Shihuang's death had something to do with him (although this is the case). Not to mention whether he could escape, it would be a problem whether he could enter the palace gate. You must know that although he could ride a horse, he was only at the level of "know", which was incomparable to those communication soldiers who ran long distances all day. I guess he didn't run halfway, and the whole of Xianyang already knew that "Zhao Gao was plotting to murder the emperor and ran away for fear of crime."

Therefore, the road to escape with a foot binding is not feasible.

"What should I do?" Zhou Tian looked at Qin Shihuang who died at his hands, and felt mixed feelings. Once Qin Shihuang died and the crown prince was not established, the world would be in turmoil. What would happen in this turmoil? Although he had Qin Shihuang's edict, the person Qin Shihuang wanted to establish was Fusu, and he and Fusu were not very good at dealing with him. Even if Fusu was kind-hearted, he would probably not tolerate him at this time. He was his political enemy! Besides, there were Meng Tian and Meng Yi on the other side of Fusu. Everyone knew that the general was unreasonable. With the support of the new emperor, the two people would definitely attack him. At that time, Xianyang Palace itself would definitely not be able to enter, and maybe he would be buried with Qin Shihuang directly.

"No, no, I must not let Fusu be the emperor. Alas, it seems that Zhao Gao's historical mission must be completed by me." Zhou Tian sighed. It seems that the forgery of the edict seemed to have to be done, but Qin Shihuang had not finished his words before. Maybe Fusu would step a few sentences before, and then a turning point came. His high school class teacher liked to do such things.

After rewriting the edict, Zhou Tian sent someone to call Hu Hai. Of course, before Hu Hai came, Zhou Tian had already changed Qin Shihuang's clothes. Although Qin Shihuang was dead, he was the emperor. When he died, he was always clean. Zhou Tian naturally put away the foot binding cloth that he replaced, but the foot binding cloth smelled too much. Even if Zhou Tian had a nose blocked, he still felt a little choking. Zhou Tian turned around on the carriage and finally found a small box and put Qin Shihuang's foot binding cloth in. Fortunately, the small box sealed well, otherwise Zhou Tian would have carried a biological weapon with the foot binding cloth.

"Father, he called me?" Zhou Tian asked someone to call Hu Hai, so he naturally went there in the name of Qin Shihuang. Otherwise, Hu Hai's personality would not have come so soon.

"Yes, the emperor asked the prince to have something important to talk about." Zhou Tian winked at Hu Hai and asked Hu Hai to get on the car quickly.

"Huh?" Although Hu Hai was stupid, he was not stupid. He naturally understood Zhou Tian's meaning and jumped onto the carriage.

"Father, this is this?" Hu Hai said in a daze at Qin Shihuang who was motionless.

"You didn't realize that your father was dead." Of course, Zhou Tian couldn't say that, but the meaning was similar.

"What! Father has already..." Hu Hai's voice trembled a little. Obviously, he was extremely shocked by Qin Shihuang's death.

"Young Master's Day." Seeing Hu Hai's appearance, Zhou Tian suddenly felt a sense of emotion in his heart: Who said that the imperial family is ruthless? Our little Hu Hai told us what is the deep love between father and son.

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