When Fusu awoke, he was clutching an edict ordering his death.
Zhao Gao's envoy stood before him, a confident smile at the corners of his mouth. Meng Tian gripped his shoulder and said in a low voice, “Your Highness, this edict is a trap. You must request confirmation from His Majesty.”
In the script of history, he was supposed to weep bitterly, then draw his sword and take his own life.
But he didn't.
He set down the edict and calmly asked three questions.
The first froze the envoy's smile. The second made the generals present reach for their swords. The third sent the three hundred thousand soldiers on the northern frontier into an uproar.
That night, history took a different turn.
Very well written. Describe every point.