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The lewd intercourse between eunuch Jo Go and princess Hohae continued.

They copulated ceaselessly in Onryanggeo, in a distant vacant lot, and in their own carts.

The reason why no one criticized them despite the obscene sounds they made was simple.

Those who followed the emperor’s purity were the elite of the elite among the soldiers of the Qin Dynasty.

They were elite soldiers who had eyes but could not see, and ears but could not hear.

However, time passed equally for the living and the dead.

They no longer have time to put work aside and indulge only in pleasure.

The emperor’s body began to decay.

The stench it emits has now reached a level that cannot be hidden even with scent.

“Noae…”

Hohae spoke to Noae with anxious eyes.

Noae smiled and stroked Hohae’s face.

“No need to worry, Your Majesty.”

Noae, who desecrated the emperor’s mother’s bedroom and rebelled against the emperor, survived by changing her identity.

He was stronger than anyone else in this kind of crisis.

“Arrange dried fish and salted fish around the onryanggeo. This is the royal name.”

The soldiers did so without hesitation at Noae’s words.

The stench of dried fish and salted fish placed around the emperor’s bathhouse concealed the decomposition of the emperor’s body.

A person with absolute power died alone like that.

Even though the corpse was crushed and covered in maggots, there was no one to take care of it.

The First Emperor’s body rotted away alone, absorbed in the stench of fish.

*****

“What?”

The expression of Isa, the leader of the Qin Dynasty, hardened.

“That was true?”

Isa’s eyes shined like those of a hawk.

“Yes, it’s all true. Victory.”

Zhao Go bowed and spoke politely.

“…”

The director quietly adjusted his drink.

The sound of insects chirping at night was getting on his nerves little by little.

“…”

The director touched his eyelids.

Should he cry here?

Should we cry, mourn the emperor’s death, tear his clothes, and release him?

Is that the duty of a loyal subject?

‘no.’

The director shook his head inwardly.

I liked that kind of pretense.

He was a director who was confident that he knew Qin Shi Huang’s personality better than anyone else.

If you were to discuss loyalty and loyalty to Qin Shi Huang during his lifetime, you could be sure that the emperor would respond with more contemptuous ridicule than anyone else.

‘Then what action should I take now?’

The director’s head began to spin busily.

Countless possibilities came to mind and disappeared just as quickly.

The perspective he needed to establish and destroy thousands of expected developments was not even a single glimpse.

“Are you trying to support the princess?”

“…”

Jo Go smiled silently.

Jo Go also knew. A smart director would not do anything hasty when a player has already been taken away.

As a realist, there was no way he would take risks for a more ideal development.

“I see.”

Director, who saw Jo Go’s smile and understood the situation, fell silent again.

Tok tok tok

His fingertips tapped the table lightly.

“There must be only one reason why you came to me.”

“Yes, I am.”

Jo Go opened his mouth.

“Minus.”

The person who came out of the director’s mouth.

He was the eldest son of Qin Shi Huang and the person most likely to succeed to the throne.

At the same time, he was out of the emperor’s eyes and was exiled to the border area with the Xiongnu tribe along with the famous general Mong Yan.

‘As expected, I’m moving.’

Jo Go swallowed a bitter smile inside.

The name of the monk who is believed to be able to master the affairs of the world from his seat is not Heo Myeong.

“Should I kill him?”

“Yes.”

“…”

The director started calculating once again.

The most ideal development now is for Buso to succeed the throne.

And the worst development?

‘No one can succeed to the throne.’

The director thought.

If no one succeeds to the throne, indescribable chaos will occur.

In order to become emperor, numerous princes will rise up with supporters on their backs.

Taking advantage of the chaos, there will arise those from the fallen kingdom who still wish for Jin’s downfall.

If things proceeded like that, the results were obvious.

‘The Second Coming of the Warring States Period.’

An era in which fathers eat their children, children violate their fathers, and the word ‘humanity’ becomes a cheap joke.

It was impossible to recreate that era again.

At least as long as you keep your eyes open and alive!

The director concluded.

In the end, people can only choose the lesser evil.

“Good.”

said the director.

“Tell it to the princess.”

“…”

“Seungsang’s aunt will support you.”

“…”

Jo Go smiled.

“Then what do you plan to do with Buso?”

“Through the tongue of the three rulers, a low-level official from the state of Chu became a minister of the state of Jin.”

The director said this and played with his brush.

“This time, he will try to taunt the emperor with his tongue.”

The director left a large message on a piece of bamboo and handed it to Jo Go.

Jo Go looked at the writing on the bamboo piece and smiled bitterly.

The writing on the bamboo piece was so similar to the emperor that even Jo Gao, who assisted the emperor throughout his life, could not distinguish it.

“Then…”

Jo Go bowed and left.

“…Your Majesty.”

Isa looked up at the night sky and muttered.

“Is this really what Your Majesty wants?”

An emperor who faced death without even rejecting the blessing of immortality.

As a result, the will is being manipulated by someone like Jo Go.

Was this really the emperor’s wish?

Isa was unable to read the noble emperor’s intentions at all.

That’s why the director quietly raised his glass to the moon.

A poor subject who could not read the Emperor’s will and was unable to express his resentment after his death, could only give him a drink.

The director swallowed his drink.

The bitter taste of alcohol tickled my throat.

*****

“…”

A letter handed down from the emperor.

Seeing that, Buso had a sad smile on his face.

“Something is wrong, Your Highness.”

Master Mong Yeom bowed his head and said.

“There is no way His Majesty would give such an order. It is most likely a trick of treacherous officials.”

Mongyeom cried out with the feeling of vomiting blood.

“Let’s go back to Hamyang. So let’s decide whether this edict is true or not.”

“If.”

However, what came out of Crown Prince Buso’s mouth were different from Mong Yan’s expectations.

“If what is written in this edict is true.”

Buso said with sad eyes.

“If my father wishes for my death.”

“…”

“ It would be the duty of a child to fulfill his expectations by taking his life.”

“Your Majesty!”

Mongyeom shouted.

“Please forgive my rudeness! However, it is difficult for God to listen to this miserable message! There is no way His Majesty would issue a decree like this!”

Buso looked at Mongyeom in silence and then opened his mouth.

“Disloyal, Mong-yeom.”

“…”

Mongyeom groaned.

“As a subject, you must not judge the monarch’s will.”

“I’m sorry, Your Highness. But I hope you can read my loyalty behind it all. I…”

“If.”

Buso interrupted Mongyeom.

“Even if this decree is false. Even if it was manipulated by a treacherous hand, what would change?”

Mong Yeom could not understand Buso’s words.

What changes?

Everything changes from one to ten.

If this edict turns out to be false, it will be the crown prince’s great task to kill the traitors who wrote the cunning edict and correct the great cause of the world.

Mongyeom was about to say that when Buso blocked his mouth once again.

“It means that a group powerful enough to play with the will of the father has already taken control of the imperial family.”

“…”

Mongyeom was silent.

“It means that they are so strong that even the monks are silent about their wishes.”

“…”

“If I return to Hamyang here shouting for justice… if that happens…”

Buso sighed and said.

“There will be unprecedented chaos.”

“…No, Your Majesty. All the people will know who holds the true will of heaven. The heavenly gods will also look down for justice. Who would dare disobey His Majesty, the only and rightful successor to the position of supremacy?”

Buso looked at Mong Yan with sad eyes.

He was sad.

The situation of Mong-Yeom, who tried to comfort Buso by pouring out words that even he did not believe, and his own helpless situation of not being able to criticize him even though he knew it, were very sad.

“If I return to Hamyang for justice, there will be a bloody mourning ceremony. The traitors and the princes will continue to join forces and engage in political struggle, which will soon escalate into a terrible power struggle. If that happens… all that will remain is extreme chaos.”

“…”

“The chaos that my father managed to put an end to by uniting the world will break out once again.”

“Your Majesty!”

Buso raised his sword and aimed it at his own neck.

“So, if I die, it will be for the world. Whether this decree is true or false.”

Buso remembered his sister’s face.

Probably the guy behind this.

A poor guy who was fooled by treacherous tricks and planned this whole thing.

That guy who dishonors his father, ruins his legacy, and is running toward destruction.

But Buso had no choice but to support his younger sister, Hohae.

The life of this great empire will be longer only if the Tiger Sea is not the worst.

That way, the world will never have to shed blood again.

“Do your best, you idiot.”

Buso muttered like that.

Phew!

I stabbed myself in the neck.

The crown prince’s blood poured out and quietly stained the emperor’s treasured sword.

The sword forged by his father, the sword given to him by his blood relatives, quietly sucked Buso’s blood.