prison.
It was pitch black and dark.
Apart from the sounds of the jailers walking back and forth, there was no other sound.
It was extremely quiet.
Li Lin lay on his side on the smelly hay, leaning against the dirt on the ground, feeling very depressed.
What exactly was written on that yellow cloth? Why did it provoke such fury from the First Emperor? What exactly did Taishi Teng do?
He thought about it for a long time.
They were completely lost.
It was as if all of this happened too suddenly, and he was truly at a loss for what to do.
Right now, it seems we can only wait to die.
......
"Taishi Teng, what exactly did you write on the yellow cloth? I'm still very curious! Especially the incredulous expression on Li Lin's face after His Majesty punished him so severely—it makes me want to laugh just thinking about it! It was just too sudden!"
Ying Lin sat in the seat of honor in the study, smiling broadly. He looked like a carefree old man, a far cry from his previous worried expression.
"Hahaha, Lord Zongzheng, I actually already told you what was written on this yellow cloth!"
"What? You said that? But why do I have no recollection of it at all?"
"Lord Zongzheng, I have already mentioned to you before what the First Emperor's biggest flaw was. Have you forgotten?"
"this......"
Ying Lin's eyes widened; he genuinely couldn't recall anything.
But after being reminded of this, he quickly recalled some of the memories and exclaimed, "Could it be that you used this yellow cloth to sow discord between His Majesty and Li Lin, making His Majesty mistakenly believe that Li Lin had actually deceived him and betrayed his trust?"
"Hahaha, the old man is right, that's exactly what I did. But to make things more logical, I also personally used the method created by Li Lin! In other words, it's not that I, Wang Teng, am so smart, but that Li Lin is too smart. There is only one way to defeat Li Lin, and that is to use Li Lin to defeat Li Lin!"
"What? Use Li Lin to defeat Li Lin?"
"Um!"
Tai Shiteng nodded, which made Ying Lin even more puzzled.
He couldn't continue asking questions, after all, Tai Shiteng had already said so much to him. If he said he didn't understand, wouldn't that make Tai Shiteng, his subordinate, look down on him?
The process isn't important; the result is what matters.
Now that Li Lin has been overthrown, it means that no matter who comes to power in the future, they will not easily change the current balance of interests among the various factions in the Great Qin. Whoever tries to change it will suffer the same fate as Li Lin.
"Tai Shiteng, as long as Li Lin is really killed by His Majesty, I will recommend you as the Prime Minister of Qin, making you second only to the Emperor. What do you say?"
"Thank you, Elder Zongzheng. I guarantee with my life that if Li Lin doesn't die this time, I will bring my own head to you and beg for forgiveness!"
"good!"
Ying Lin nodded, quite satisfied with Tai Shiteng's current condition.
Nowadays, it's obvious to everyone that the First Emperor's health has been declining in recent years, and it's uncertain how many more years he can live.
Although he is not dead, they cannot act rashly.
But that doesn't mean they can't do some preparatory work.
The division of the land after the First Emperor's death was their doing, and it also reflected their true feelings.
They don't want to follow the county system; they want to go back to the feudal system, where everyone has their own territory. Wouldn't that be better?
This is my territory, and I'm in charge. It's much more comfortable than being controlled by the emperor in Xianyang!
The bedroom.
It was already late at night.
As dusk settled, the First Emperor, having finished a long day's work, placed his feet in a bathtub, receiving a massage from the delicate, jade-like hands of several maids.
He observed the increasingly professional techniques of the maids and the growing comfort in his own body and mind.
A few doubts arose in my mind.
Does that brat really want to seize my Great Qin empire?
If he had really done so many things in Qin as written on that yellow cloth, I might have executed him more than ten times by now.
Can.
Would someone as intelligent as him really collude with those rebels?
Will it?
well!
I recognize the handwriting on that cloth. If he really didn't do that, why would those rebels write him such a nice letter, using such fine silk?
Why is that?
The date on the signature seems to be from last month. Last month, I seem to have just returned from the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai. And at that time, that brat was just appointed as the Censor-in-Chief by me.
In other words, this clearly doesn't match the time when the rascal gained my favor.
So, is this yellow cloth a fake?
According to Huang Bu's initial timeline, it seems that this group of people colluded with this scoundrel a year ago.
That shouldn't be the case. A year ago, Li Lin was still an unknown person. How did those traitors manage to collude with him?
Could it be...?
Was the return from the Fengshan ceremony at Mount Tai also intentional on the part of this rascal?
Have you failed to reach me in the previous attempts?
......
Lying in bed, enjoying a foot massage, the First Emperor fell into deep thought.
The reason he flew into a rage the moment he saw the yellow cloth today is because...
It wasn't because Li Lin had done anything rebellious.
Rather, he felt he had been deceived.
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