Chapter 2: Inside Liaoyang County

  When Hu Hai heard Zhao Gao's words, he suddenly understood that Zhao Gao was telling him that his throne did not come from a legitimate and righteous source, and that some of his brothers and ministers were not convinced by him. Therefore, he should take the initiative to eliminate those brothers and ministers who threatened his throne.

  Then you can sit back and enjoy your throne in peace.

  Huhai suddenly vaguely remembered the history he learned in high school. Before Qin II Huhai ascended to the throne, under the instigation of Zhao Gao, he forced his elder brother Fusu, who was originally supposed to inherit the throne, to death. Then, it seemed that he also killed most of his brothers and sisters one after another, including some ministers who opposed Zhao Gao, who were killed by Zhao Gao using the pretext that these ministers opposed Huhai's ascension to the throne.

  Those ministers were all loyal to the Qin Empire, and they dared to speak the truth. Under Zhao Gao's instigation, Hu Hai killed them one after another like cutting wheat, leaving no one behind. In the end, those who remained in the court were either Zhao Gao's followers or sycophants.

  This is also an important reason why the Great Qin Empire collapsed in just over a year after the uprising of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang.

  Unfortunately, I am no longer the Huhai who was once so obedient to you. Huhai thought, tightly grasping the armrest of his chair.

  Looking at Zhao Gao's piercing gaze staring at him, Hu Hai really wanted to get rid of him right now in this carriage, so that he could eliminate the biggest obstacle to his control over all the power of the Qin Empire.

  But after some thought, Hu Hai gave up listlessly.

  Not to mention the number of guards and eunuchs outside, how many can be Zhao Gao's confidants and how many can be loyal to this emperor, just look at Zhao Gao's tall, strong and powerful physique, and his own current small arms and legs, malnourished body that would fall with a gust of wind, compared to Zhao Gao, it's not even in the same weight class.

  If Huhai really wanted to take action, he would definitely be the one to end up on the ground. After repeated consideration, Huhai suppressed the fire in his heart and decided to pretend to be humble and weak in front of Zhao Gao. Since he had already decided to create a great Qin that had never been seen before, relying on his knowledge and brain that was ahead of Zhao Gao by more than 2,000 years, it was only a matter of time before he took down Zhao Gao.

  It's not necessary to get yourself killed just after you've managed to cross over, and before you've even had a chance to enjoy being an emperor, only to be killed again. As for whether or not you can cross over once more, only heaven knows.

  Zhao Gao saw that Hu Hai had been staring at him for half a day, his face changing from sunny to cloudy, an expression he would never have shown in the past. Zhao Gao was somewhat puzzled but didn't take it to heart, urging: "Your Majesty, I am thinking of Your Majesty's interests. You must not show mercy like a woman. Otherwise, not only will you lose your throne, but your life may also be in danger."

  "What shall we do?"

  Hu Hai is still the same Hu Hai, timid as a mouse, and once he heard that the throne was gone, he became anxious. Zhao Gao's eyes flashed with a hint of disdain and comforted him: "Your Majesty, don't worry, I'm here, when you return to Xianyang, I will kill all these treacherous ministers."

  Huhai nodded repeatedly and said: "You are right, everything is entrusted to you. I am a bit tired. You go and take care of it."

  After Zhao Gao withdrew, Hu Hai picked up the bronze mirror in the carriage. This was his first time seeing his current appearance: his eyebrows were clear and bright, his skin delicate, his complexion pale, his eyes lifeless, with dark purple eye bags - a look of someone who had indulged excessively in wine and women, draining his body of vitality. His face was somewhat pale, but he couldn't even be compared to a small white-faced youth of later generations.

  How can someone be a gigolo if they don't have a good body? Otherwise, who would want to support them?

  After talking for a while, Hu Hai felt a bit out of breath.

  Old Mao said it well, a healthy body is the capital of revolution. Thinking of this, Hu Hai asked: "Where are we now?"

  "We have now entered the territory of Liaoxi Prefecture." A sharp and clear voice suddenly sounded from outside the window.

  Liaoxi County? It should be today's Liaoning area. When Hu Hai heard the name, he thought, "Give me a change of clothes, I want to go out for a walk." He looked at his own large black robe and touched the imperial crown on his head. Although it looked noble and dignified, but for himself wanting to go out for a stroll and exercise, it was completely cumbersome.

  "Your Majesty, it's getting late outside and your dragon body has just recovered from illness. If you catch a chill again, we, your subjects, will be unable to atone for our mistakes even with death." The sharp voice hesitated before advising.

  "Alright, I'll let you prepare to change clothes. I want to get off the carriage and take a walk. Being in this carriage every day is suffocating." Hu Hai pretended to be annoyed, even forgetting to change his form of address.

  The eunuch outside the window heard Hu Hai's anger and hastily replied, "Yes, I will arrange for Your Majesty to change clothes." He made a gesture with his eyes to the palace maid beside him, and then slipped away to find Zhao Gao.

  Huhai was changing his clothes under the attendance of a group of maids when Zhao Gao arrived.

  Actually, Hu Hai knew that if he got out of the carriage, the eunuchs would not dare to disobey his orders, but they would definitely report it to Zhao Gao. He had originally planned to change clothes and get off the carriage before Zhao Gao arrived, so even if Zhao Gao came, he wouldn't be able to say anything.

  But after half a day of changing, not a single set of clothes met Hu Hai's expectations. For the first time, he found that ancient people's clothing was more than just troublesome. After changing several sets, all were either this robe or that robe, none of which satisfied him. These robes all covered his shoes, how could he walk on the ground? It would be a miracle if he didn't trip himself up.

  Zhao Gao came in when Huhai was comforting the kneeling palace maid, who had been scolded by Huhai for not being satisfied with a few sets of clothes. Huhai's complaints frightened the palace maid to kneel on the ground and kowtow continuously, begging for mercy, which made Huhai realize again what kind of person his predecessor was.

  Helpless, Hu Hai could only patiently comfort these palace maids, telling them it had nothing to do with them. Just as he had calmed their frightened emotions, Zhao Gao arrived, and the palace maids who were just about to get up immediately knelt down on the ground again, each one trembling with fear.

  Looking at the half-day's saliva wasted, Hu Hai helplessly twitched his mouth as soon as Zhao Gao came and had no effect. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Zhao Gao shout: "A group of cheap maids, if His Majesty is not well served, what is the use of keeping you? Take all these people out and beat them to death outside the carriage."

  Suddenly a group of black-clad warriors rushed in, two holding down one of the palace maids who had fainted with fear and were dragging her out to the carriage, no matter how these palace maids begged for mercy Zhao Gao was unmoved.

  Huhai didn't know that Zhao Gao was intentionally showing off to him, but he couldn't bear to watch this group of palace maids being beaten to death because of his own complaints.

  Although he had long known that the emperor was heaven in ancient times, he never thought that one day he would bury more than a dozen good people because of his own small grievances. Hu Hai hastily stopped him, saying: "Stop."

  That group of black-clad warriors, upon hearing Hu Hai's rebuke, hastily knelt down on the ground.

  Hu Hai blinked his eyes, suppressing the anger and color in his voice: "You retreat." He didn't want to bury the lives of these warriors again because of himself.

  "Zhaoyi, these palace maids have done nothing wrong. It's just that I'm not very satisfied with this garment. I want to get out of the carriage and walk around, but wearing such a long robe feels too inconvenient. It has nothing to do with them, so let's spare them."

  When Zhao Gao heard Hu Hai's words, he said: "Since Your Majesty has forgiven you, the death penalty can be exempted, but the living penalty cannot be escaped. Each of you will be flogged twenty times." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to the eunuch beside him and said: "Go and check whose clothes the emperor is wearing now, and immediately flog that tailor to death and exterminate his nine clans."

  Huhai was speechless after listening to Zhao Gao's words, damn it, I've been talking for half a day about saving these people, you turn around and bring up the tailor again, wanting to execute his entire family of nine, what the hell is going on.

  (Rearranged the outline and plot, starting today's stable update, absolutely no harem, click, recommend)