The video takes us to ancient times; Li Er transforms into the Tongtian Emperor of Shu Han.

As Xu Fu began to have his flesh cut off piece by piece.

The writing on the sky also began to change.

Perhaps it was because of the mercury elixir, or perhaps for other reasons, that the First Emperor did not live long.

On his fifth eastern tour, the First Emperor died at Shaqiu.

If he hadn't died so young, and had lived another ten years, the remnants of the six kingdoms might not have had the strength to rebel again.

He himself may know these things, but unfortunately, thinking about them is useless.

Before his death, he handed the edict to pass the throne to Fusu to Li Si.

But just as Li Si received the imperial edict and was about to send it to Fusu at the border by fast horse, Zhao Gao stopped him.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng looked at Zhao Gao not far away and Li Si in front of him.

His eyes were full of doubt.

Judging from the habits of immortals, these two must not have done anything good!

Otherwise, the immortal would have had no reason to mention these two insignificant figures!

Sure enough, upon seeing what happened next, the doubt in Ying Zheng's eyes turned into murderous intent!

The words on the sky transformed into images.

"Prime Minister Li, is that His Majesty's edict in your hand?"

"Does Your Majesty intend to pass the throne to Prince Fusu?"

Zhao Gao's ambiguous smile displeased Li Si.

"So what if it is? Has the Grand Chariot Officer really gone this far? Does he even want to interfere in the succession?"

Li Si was a smart man; he guessed Zhao Gao's purpose the moment he came to him.

At this time, however, he was still loyal to the Qin Dynasty, or rather, the lingering influence of the First Emperor still held great weight in his heart.

"Prime Minister Li, don't be in a hurry. Let me explain the pros and cons to you before you make a decision, okay?"

Despite Li Si's mockery, Zhao Gao remained unperturbed and his tone remained calm.

“Prince Fusu is a Confucian, while Prime Minister Li’s learning comes from Legalism. He has argued with you several times in court, which is enough to prove that your theories are incompatible.”

"If he ascends the throne as the Second Emperor, do you, Prime Minister Li, think you can continue to hold this position, second only to the Emperor?"

"In addition, Prime Minister Li, your relationship with those two brothers from the Meng family is not good. If Fusu ascends the throne, he will definitely support the Meng family, the Confucianists, and the military strategists. How can there still be a position for you, a prime minister from the Legalist school, in the court?"

Three sentences were enough to instantly shatter Li Si's resolute expression.

He was already aware of these pros and cons, but Zhao Gao's way of explaining them amplified his panic.

Li Si was indeed loyal to the Qin Dynasty, but he also had his own desires.

He wanted to be remembered in history, but he also wanted the power that was second only to the emperor!

"how do you want to do it?"

After a moment, Li Si spoke.

As soon as he spoke, Li Si, who was outside the sky, knelt down with a thud.

Kneeling alongside him was the Chief of the Imperial Carriage Office.

But Ying Zheng did not speak; his eyes remained fixed on the image on the sky.

He wanted to see just how rebellious these two would be after he died!

What else would they dare to do besides altering his edicts!

The next moment, the scene on the sky resolved his doubts.

“It’s simple. Only you have seen His Majesty’s edict, and it’s currently in our hands.”

"Then, whoever His Majesty wants to pass the throne to, doesn't that mean whoever you or I say is the one?"

"The eighteenth prince, Hu Hai, is exceptionally intelligent from a young age and is greatly favored by His Majesty. If he were to succeed to the throne, His Majesty would surely be very pleased."

Hu Hai!

A glint of light flashed in Li Si's eyes.

No wonder I had heard long ago that Zhao Gao and Prince Huhai were very close.

It seems this guy has been planning this for a long time!

"It's easy to change the imperial edict, but don't forget that Prince Fusu still has Meng Tian's 200,000-strong army."

"It's not that changing the imperial edict will guarantee Prince Huhai's throne."

"With his 200,000-strong Meng family army, Meng Tian could take Xianyang within three months. Do you want me to be prime minister for only three months?"

After pondering for a moment, Li Si shook his head.

Fusu is not a threat, and the imperial edict can be changed at any time.

But Meng Tian, ​​and the 200,000 troops under his command, made him dare not act rashly.

Those guarding the border are all the true elites of the Qin Dynasty!

Once Fusu discovers the forged imperial edict, Meng Tian's army will capture Xianyang in no more than three months.

In addition, Prince Fusu had considerable prestige in Qin, so most of the guards along the way would simply open the gates and let him pass.

At most three months, at least a month, including travel time. If Hu Hai could survive that long, he would be considered lucky!

"How could Prime Minister Li be so confused?"

"The imperial edict is in our hands. Since we can change the successor, we can also draft a new edict to order the deaths of Prince Fusu and Meng Tian, ​​and have them buried with His Majesty."

"And Prince Fusu is entirely Confucian in his studies and values ​​filial piety above all else. When he sees His Majesty's edict ordering him to be buried alive with the emperor, do you think he will question it or obey the decree?"

"Even if Meng Tian could see the flaw, Prince Fusu is stubborn. Even His Majesty cannot change his mind, let alone Meng Tian?"

"Without Fusu, what good are Meng Tian's 200,000 troops? They're just fish to be slaughtered by us!"

Zhao Gao had already made thorough preparations for the aftermath of Ying Zheng's death.

If Ying Zheng had died in his palace, it might have been even more troublesome for him.

But with the collapse at the Sand Dune Palace, he had many more options at his disposal!

As soon as these words were spoken, Li Si knew what was going on.

This guy has been planning this for more than just a day or two.

"Are you sure?"

He probably knew in his heart that there was at least a 70% chance that the matter would succeed.

Prince Fusu did have a good reputation, but he was too deeply influenced by Confucianism and would most likely obey the edicts of the First Emperor.

The question he asked was merely to obtain a positive answer from Zhao Gao.

"Ten percent!"

Knowing the change in Li Si's mindset, Zhao Gao smiled and took the imperial edict from his hand, while simultaneously taking out another imperial edict from his bosom and placing it in Li Si's hand.

"Send this edict to Prince Fusu, and Prime Minister Li and I will be able to rest easy. You will still be the Prime Minister of my Great Qin."

It was clear from the scene that Li Si had indeed sent out the edict that Zhao Gao had altered.

Ying Zheng then looked down at the two people kneeling before him, kowtowing repeatedly.

"Li Si, haven't I treated you well?"

He first looked at his Left Chancellor.

Since Li Si entered officialdom in the Qin Dynasty, his career path, though not entirely smooth, was still much more successful than that of most people.

When he issued the order to expel guests, Li Si was also among those to be expelled, but because of his remonstrance, Ying Zheng reinstated him to his original position.

Li Si was kneeling on the ground, not daring to lift his head.

"You have failed me."

Ying Zheng's tone was icy.

"Forged imperial edict, disobeyed the emperor, caused the death of Prince Fusu, and ruined the Qin dynasty."

"You yourself come from the Legalist school, so tell me, what crime do you deserve?"