It has changed from a three-person discussion to a conversation between a couple.
Ying Chengyu, who has paid homage to your ministers, served as prime minister, and served as a captain of the country, has already left for a cup of tea.
The tea soup placed on the table is already a little cold.
Afang didn't want those eunuchs or maids to come in and wait on him.
As the First Emperor, he abandoned the cold tea soup and resumed the hot tea soup, with a slightly sad look on his face.
"Guo Lieutenant, is it too risky to combine the two positions of Prime Minister with one uncle? Your Majesty originally abolished the Prime Minister and established two prime ministers because the power of the Prime Minister was too great. How can he continue to do so without mentioning the re-establishment of the Prime Minister today?
The captain of the state was also sent out."
The First Emperor was singing the tea soup lightly, thinking about Ying Chengxi's abnormal behavior just now, and casually said to the queen: "Fang'er thinks Chenglong has this ability."
"Uncle is naturally capable."
Afang had been the personal maid of the First Emperor since the time of the Zhao Kingdom, and knew everything about the First Emperor.
He was a participant in all the events that year. Ying Chengxuan was very familiar with him and knew his ability in handling government affairs.
A person who corrected memorials for King Qin Zhaoxiang when he was under ten years old and was appointed as king by King Qin Zhaoxiang was more than enough to be a prime minister.
During the day, he learned from the mouth of the First Emperor the saddle, stirrups, and horseshoes, as well as the details of the shame of Tunliu and the subjugation of Li Mu.
The person who subjugated the enemy's army without fighting was still Li Mu, Lord Wu'an of Zhao, who prevented the Qin State from advancing even an inch.
Wei Liao, the former captain of the state, and Jian, the god of the Qin army.
Li Mu, who couldn't be dealt with together, was subdued by Ying Chengyu. It was no problem for him to be given to a state captain.
"But the military and political power has been seized by my uncle. If my uncle has any ulterior motives..."
It will stop when A Fang clicks.
"I can trust Wei Liao from Wei, Wei Zhuang from Hu, and Wang Jian from Qin. How can I not trust my own brother?"
A Fang sighed.
"Your Majesty is lying to me again. These three people are not part of the Ying clan. They rebelled and became kings. Their names are not justified and the clan will not support them. My uncle is a descendant of the Ying clan. Even if His Majesty's rule is overthrown, the clan will not interfere."
"My uncle can win over the ministers of the court as prime minister, and he can meet the generals in the army as a lieutenant. If things go on like this, even if my uncle has no intention of rebelling, he will be coerced by the people below and have to rebel."
"Meng Ao can wear armor and hold a sword for his uncle today, and he can mobilize troops and horses tomorrow."
The First Emperor listened patiently and said with a smile: "Is this the reason why you changed your mind midway and did not follow what you said before and followed Cheng Yu's words to release my mother?"
"It will be better if the Queen Mother controls you."
"My mother almost killed you back then."
"No matter how the Queen Mother treats me, her heart will always be for Your Majesty."
The First Emperor took Afang into his arms, hugged the beauty, took a deep breath, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"There's only one thing wrong with my room."
Afang's pretty face buried in the arms of the First Emperor showed a trace of sadness, and his arms hugged the First Emperor even harder, as if he was afraid of losing the First Emperor.
She whispered softly: "I cannot give birth to a son for Your Majesty."
At that time, the First Emperor insisted on making her his queen.
Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei, these two hostile people, reached an agreement on this matter and firmly opposed it.
A Fang's humble background is only a small part of the reason. The biggest reason is that A Fang is infertile.
A concubine can have nothing to do, but a country cannot.
Zhao Ji asked the First Emperor to make Afang his concubine, but the First Emperor insisted on making Afang his concubine. Zhao Ji almost killed Afang for this.
"What a nonsense."
Feigning anger, he glared at A Fang.
"You don't trust me enough."
The First Emperor put his chin on Afang's shoulder and said in Afang's ear: "This is the first year of the First Emperor's reign, not the first year of the Qin Dynasty."
…
When Ying Chengyu came out of Zhangtai Palace, his head was buzzing.
As soon as he entered and exited, he changed from an idle monarch of Chang'an in the Qin State to a prime minister and a state captain who held the military and political power of the Qin State.
This kind of promotion speed is unique in Qin State.
Even Shang Yang, who promoted the reform and was the spokesperson of Qin Xiaogong, did not have such an honor.
No matter which Qin official is bestowed with this honor, it will be a great occasion for a three-day banquet.
But when it came to Ying Chengyu, Ying Chengyu wanted to cry for three days and three nights.
Okay, okay, at least Zhao Xianglu was released.
If Zhao Xianglu knew that the emperor had arranged this for me, he would definitely not give up.
With Zhao Xianglu acting as a monster, I will definitely not be able to stay in this class for long.
Zhao Xianglu, hurry up and send the next wave of assassins to kill me.
Or use your power, you have brought back quite a lot of people from Yongdi.
As Ying Chengyu walked, he was thinking wildly in his mind.
Behind him was Gai Nie, but Ying Chengyu didn't want to pay attention.
Who would want to deal with someone who causes trouble for them time and time again?
Xianyang Palace during the day is not as crowded as at night.
The handsome man in bright clothes and the lovely-looking maid all look quite eye-catching.
You don’t need to answer so many passwords, you can walk through the winding corridor and enjoy a pool of green water with thousands of carps swimming around.
If you don't mind the cold bronze Changge in Lang Guan's hand, this is actually quite a pleasant thing.
"Your Majesty personally beheaded the maid next to the Queen Mother last night, leaving no one alive."
Gai Nie followed Ying Chengyu to an octagonal gallery pavilion and spoke softly, as if talking to himself.
Ying Chengyu paused, turned around with an angry look on his face, and shouted loudly: "He must be sick! There are still my people in there! Why did he kill my people? You should have stopped him!"
Lang Guan, who was on duty at the octagonal pavilion, did not squint.
If this Langguan knew that he was referring to the First Emperor in Ying Chengyu's words, he would definitely not be able to stand so steadily at this moment.
"I wanted to stop him, but I didn't."
"Go away, you can beat him ten times!"
"Nie can defeat ten His Majesty, but cannot defeat ten Zhang Han."
Zhang Han.
Ying Chengyu glanced at Gai Nie, sat on the stone bench in the corridor, and said, "Tell me what happened last night, and go and call Zhang Han."
In the last part of the sentence, Ying Chengyu pointed to the man on duty in the corridor pavilion, whose legs were trembling and his palms were so sweaty that Chang Ge was stained with sweat.
Lang Guan looked at Gai Nie.
On the surface, Ying Chengyu had no authority to command Lang Guan, and Lang Guan was not subject to Ying Chengyu's orders.
But Gai Nie was different. Before Gai Nie could carry out the imperial seal order, in addition to his secret identity as the commander of the secret guards, he also held an official position in the palace.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the name suggests, this official position means that you can move around Xianyang Palace at will, and you can dispatch up to three Lang officials at will.
Facial Paralysis nodded.
"only."
Lang Guan then lowered his head to accept the order and turned to look for Zhang Han.
Along the way, the official was very confused.
Should I tell Your Majesty what Chang'an Lord and Mr. Gai arranged for Your Majesty...
Gai Nie stood next to Ying Chengyu and recounted everything that happened in Ganquan Palace last night in a tone without any emotion.
The more Ying Chengyu listened, the uglier his face became.
Only then did he realize that Zhao Ji was already the bare commander and had no one under her.
Zhao Ji, who has no one to use, can put any restrictions on him.
Even if the First Emperor did not place Zhao Ji under house arrest in Xianyang Palace, Zhao Ji would have lost the ability to hinder him openly.
In the court, the First Emperor's attitude towards Zhao Ji was already obvious, and it doesn't matter what you say.
In private, Zhao Ji, who has no manpower, can no longer assassinate Ying Chengyu.
What Zhao Ji can do now is probably to go to Chang'an Jun's Mansion and make a big fuss, but that doesn't require Ying Chengyu to come forward. Queen Mother Han Ji can beat Zhao Ji away.
Zhao Ji can no longer be used as an excuse for Ying Chengyu not to go to class.
"Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing in advance?"
Gai Nie went to Chang'an Jun's Mansion in the afternoon. If he wanted to tell Ying Chengyu, he could tell him then.
But Gai Nie didn't say anything at the time, and waited until Ying Chengyu came out of Zhangtai Palace before telling Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes and stared at Gai Nie again and again.
"Gane, you have changed. You would never hide this kind of information from me before. What do you want to do?"
"Yesterday's events made Nie feel that what the Young Master said was right. If the Young Master sits on the throne, the world may become a better place."
"What the hell, why don't you get sick with drunkards, stutterers and others? You should get rid of this idea as soon as possible!"
Ying Cheng was so angry that he really didn't expect that Ge Nie wanted him to be the emperor now.
Among his many disciples, Gai Nie is a very special being. Gai Nie does not want Ying Chengyu to be the king.
Genie, who loved to travel, traveled to many places, saw Yi Zi and ate him, causing the plague to spread rampantly.
The blood flowed into the river ten miles away, and the battlefield was freezing in midsummer.
Gai Nie is known as the Sword Master in the world, but Gai Nie himself hates fighting.
Because I have seen the horrors of the world, I cherish the hard-won peace even more.
Therefore, Gai Nie entered Xianyang Palace from Chang'an Palace and became a barrier around the First Emperor.
Gai Nie, a native of Zhao, gave up his national hatred and tried his best to protect the first emperor who destroyed Zhao.
Except for the First Emperor, Genie didn't think anyone could make the world peaceful, even on the surface.
Ying Chengqiu can’t do it either.
"Young Master has always valued Prince Fusu. Nie didn't take it seriously before and didn't understand what benevolence meant. What happened last night made Nie understand a little bit. Since Young Master has the ability, he should do more things."
"Have I not done enough? I provide ideas to Mohists and public losers, improve weapons and agricultural tools. I provide ideas to farmers, use manure to irrigate crop fields, hybridize excellent crops, and increase food production. I asked Uncle Lu to go to South Korea and harvest Korean food.
land……"
"Son."
Gai Nie interrupted Ying Chengyu's eloquent words and looked directly at Ying Chengyu with a paralyzed expression on his face.
"What are you doing yourself? Visiting the terrace, making wine, cooking delicious food, sleeping, writing novels..."
"how?"
Ying Chengyu had a sneer on his face and interrupted Gai Nie's words.
"I have to do everything myself, in your eyes, is it considered work? Those in the upper position work hard, those in the middle position work hard, and those in the lower position work hard. Don't you understand this principle?"
"I am no match for you in a verbal argument. Nie only knows that your majesty reviews memorials for at least one stone a day and sleeps for less than three hours. Master, stop looking for excuses, you are just greedy for pleasure."
People with a clear sword mind are hard to deceive.
Ying Chengyu rolled his eyes and said, "Even if I were like the emperor every day, going to bed later than a dog and getting up earlier than a chicken, the world would not change much faster.
"It's just like your sword practice. After five hours of sword practice, you will improve very quickly. At the sixth hour, you can't lift your tired arms and can't stand upright. No matter how hard you practice sword practice, you won't make any difference.
Effect."
"I distribute all the things and teach professional people to do professional things. These are the five hours. If you insist on me doing something else, this is the sixth hour."
Genie holds the sword in his hand.
He didn't know how to refute Ying Chengyu, because what Ying Chengyu said made sense, but he just felt that something was wrong.
Thinking of Ying Zheng sitting on the throne, busy every day, and comparing it with Ying Chengyu who was doing nothing every day, Gai Nie said: "The difference between the young master and your majesty is that he is not a king. If the young master is a king, he can practice swordsmanship."
It can change from five hours to eight hours or ten hours."
Ten hours, why don’t you die!
Ying Chengyu snorted and said, "Just be a human being. You are more awesome than 996. Capitalists have to call you big brother when they see you."
The two were talking.
Zhang Han, wearing black armor with two skulls on it, followed Lang Guan who left earlier.
"Greetings to Lord Chang'an."
Zhang Han lowered his head, and without waiting for Ying Chengyu's reply, he closed his hands and stood upright.
Ying Chengyu looked at Zhang Han's armor up and down, his eyes were very satisfied.
"It seems that Dr. Zhang Zhongling likes this armor very much."
This set of armor was given to Zhang Han by Ying Chengyu, who copied it based on the armor worn by Zhang Han in the anime "Qin Shi Mingyue" from his memory.
Originally, he wanted to train a group of people to serve as secret guards for Zhang Han, but was rejected by the First Emperor because they had the same duties as the secret guards.
"I just regret that I don't have the Shadow Guard with me."
Zhang Han said.
With one sentence, Ying Cheng smiled happily, pointed at Zhang Han and said to Gai Nie: "Study, learn, learn, what is the art of speaking? Mr. Zhang Zhongling is much better than you."
Licking the dog.
Gai Nie thought to himself and ignored it.
After laughing for a while, Ying Chengyu patted the stone bench beside him and said to Zhang Han: "Come, sit down and talk."
Zhang Han bowed his hands in thanks and sat next to Ying Chengyu.
"Mr. Zhang, you can sit down, but Gai Nie can't. Do you know why?"
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Zhang Han thought in his heart, but said: "Zhang Han doesn't know."
"Then do you know where such a strong medicinal smell comes from?"
Although the smile on Ying Chengyu's face never changed, Zhang Han heard a danger signal from it.
"It emanates from Mr. Guy."
Last night, Gai Nie was beaten twenty times with a cane, without any compromise, until his flesh and blood were bruised.
The source of the medicinal smell is the medicine applied on Gai Nie's buttocks.
Zhang Han knew that Ying Chengyu was telling him that Gai Nie could not sit down because he had received twenty sticks.
"Gai Nie was beaten, but you were not beaten. Gai Nie couldn't sit down, but you were able to sit down. I think this is very unfair. I want to give you twenty sticks, what do you think?"
"No need."
Zhang Han had not yet spoken, so Gai Nie spoke first.
Ying Cheng Ling Kong pointed at Zhang Han, smiled at Gai Nie and said, "I am asking about Zhang Lang's order."
Gai Nie remained silent.
Zhang Han remained silent.
Still struggling with whether to tell the First Emperor, Ying Chengxuan and Gai Nie arranged for the First Emperor's guard officer to break out in cold sweat on his forehead, and had no intention of thinking about it anymore.
He now wants to escape from this pavilion and change his duty elsewhere.
Zhang Han, the Lang Zhong Ling, is the highest superior of the Lang Guan and has a very high status in the hearts of the Lang Guan.
Zhang Han, who was in the ninth rank, was asked by Ying Chengyu if he could be punished with twenty sticks. He did not object, but remained silent.
This scene frightened the officer on duty.
Mr. Lang Zhongling, why do you seem so afraid of Lord Chang'an...
After a few breaths of silence, Zhang Han lowered his head and said in a heavy voice: "Mr. Gai was disrespected by Your Majesty and was punished with twenty sticks. I wonder what Zhang Han's name was when he was punished with twenty sticks."
"It's unnecessary."
Ying Chengyu said calmly, looking at the man on duty who was standing tall and afraid to show his anger.
"You don't need to find a royal staff to execute it, just use a gun."
Most of the tail of the bronze Changge is in the shape of a stick, so there is nothing wrong with using it as a court staff.
The officer on duty shivered and looked at Zhang Han, not daring to speak.
There is no need to have it, there is no need to have it.
Are you too lazy to even make up a name?
Zhang Han laughed at himself and reached out to untie his armor.
The heavy armor was thrown to the ground by him, causing a cloud of dust to appear.
The doctor lied down on the stone table in front of Ying Chengyu and suddenly shouted: "Come on!"
The officer on duty gritted his teeth and held a bronze sword across his face.
Standing behind Zhang Han, he hit Zhang Han's buttocks with the bronze stick at the end.
Pa~
The clear and loud sound echoed in the corridor and pavilion, floated out of the corridor and wandered within a radius of tens of meters.
Within this distance, there are more than ten Langguan.
When I heard the sound, I started thinking in my mind.
Who was punished with the rod?
Listening to this voice, it doesn't sound like a heavy blow.
The punishment of the rod can be light or heavy.
Almost all Langguan masters know how to make a sound that is loud and soft, and how to make a sound that is soft and strong.
As soon as they hear the sound of the cane, these officials will know whether the strike is heavy or light.
They stood still, but their eyes were all looking towards the source of the sound.
When he saw the person lying on the stone table on the ground next to him, he was wearing the iconic black skull armor.
When I saw the person sitting on the stone bench, it was Ying Chengyu and not the First Emperor.
All the officials were shocked and speechless.
Sir Lang Zhongling, was not scolded by His Majesty's rod, but by Chang'an Jun's rod?
Fortunately, Lord Chang'an doesn't understand this, so Sir Lang Zhongling will not suffer any consequences.
Pa~
Pa~
Pa~
…
There is a loud and crisp sound every now and then, and it has a rhythm that makes it circle around the eight corners of the octagonal pavilion.
It didn't take long for the twenty sticks to be struck.
The officer on duty was sweating profusely, his face turned pale, his legs were weak and he was standing unsteadily.
It's more like he was the one who was punished by the rod.
Zhang Han held the stone table with both hands and was about to get up.
"Twenty more."
Ying Chengyu said calmly.
Zhang Han stopped his hands and wanted to raise his head to glare at Ying Chengyu.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, relaxed his hands, and lay down on the stone table again.
"Come!"
Obtained Zhang Han's order.
The officer on duty gritted his teeth and hit Zhang Han again with the tail of his bronze spear.
Pa~
There was another crisp sound that was the same as the twenty ones just now.
"Harder!"
Zhang Han shouted sharply.
He knew that he could only accept the twenty rods without any compromise.
Otherwise, Ying Chengyu would not be satisfied.
The officer on duty couldn't help but look up at Ying Chengyu.
Ying Chengyu caught his gaze and gave him a kind smile.
The officer on duty immediately lowered his head and stared at Zhang Han's butt, feeling unspeakably frightened.
Close your eyes and take two breaths.
The guard on duty opened his eyes.
The bronze Chang Ge drew an arc in the air, and its tail landed on Zhang Han's hip again.
Pa~
This sound is different from the previous twenty-one.
Very dull.
The nearby lieutenants looked at the guard on duty in the middle of the corridor and pavilion, and their eyes froze.
Why is this kid really fighting?
What mistake did Sir Lang Zhongling make? Twenty rods are not enough.
As the beating of the stick continued, a trace of bloody smell spread from Zhang Han's buttocks.
The area of wetness on Zhang Han's buttocks started from the size of his thumb, and soon became the size of his fist. Finally, it became one piece, and there was no dry area left.
Since Zhang Han was wearing black clothes underneath his armor, it was impossible to tell whether the wetness was water or blood.
Another twenty sticks were used to punish him, and Zhang Han's face suddenly turned pale, just like the face of the officer on duty.
The officer on duty put Chang Ge on the ground, lowered his head and gasped for air. The sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked.
The officer on duty shivered and did not dare to raise his head, and his breathing gradually became calmer.
He heard a very kind and slightly smiling voice coming from in front of him.
"It's still a little short of that."
The officer on duty was frightened, his knees softened and he leaned back. He lost his grip on the long sword and fell to the right.
Ying Chengyu walked up to the officer on duty, supported the officer on duty with one strong arm, and grabbed the bronze Changge with the other hand.
The guard on duty stood still.
"Thank you, Lord Chang'an, sir."
"I'm tired after fighting for so long. Let me do it for the last time."
Don't wait for the officer on duty to speak.
The captain on duty could only wield the long bronze sword with two hands, but Ying Chengyu swung it with one hand and made a big windmill in the air.
With the sound of wind and thunder, Chang Ge quickly thrust down on Zhang Han's buttocks, which was dripping with red blood at the hem of his pants.
Zhang Han closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his whole body tense.
Listening to the sound, he knew that this could kill half of his life.
He could hide, but he didn't hide.
The officials who had been paying attention here were all shocked.
Not only was he shocked by Ying Chengxuan's amazing arm strength, but he was also shocked by Ying Chengxuan's ruthlessness. He was running for his life.
This much-anticipated moment did not make any noise.
The bronze Chang Ge, which fell like a comet, stopped an inch from Zhang Han's hip.
The strong wind carried by Chang Ge made Zhang Han's hem squeak, and the blood was thickly shaken into a pool.
Dang rang ~
The sound of the bronze sword falling to the ground was clear and sweet.
"It doesn't matter if you kick or punch me. Twenty sticks are enough to pass. Tell the emperor to stop him from getting sick."
Ying Chengyu's voice was neither high nor low, enough for everyone in the pavilion to hear.
The officer on duty looked miserable and did not dare to speak.
When he heard Ying Chengyu say these words, he felt that his life had come to an end.
"promise."
Zhang Han responded in a deep voice.
"If you can't stay any longer, go home and leave."
Ying Chengyu patted Gai Nie on the shoulder.
"This cannot be the son's home."
Genie said coldly.
"The king in the palace and the bird in the cage, what's the point of fighting?"
Mr. Gai, Lord Chang'an wants to rebel!
I want to inform Your Majesty!
I want to inform Your Majesty!
Flames burst out in the eyes of the officer on duty, and he felt that he could still save the life.
"Brother, can you still walk?"
Ying Chengyu's words startled Lang Guan, who had his head lowered and his eyes fiery.
He hurriedly lowered his head and said, "I can walk, I can walk."
"Then take me to my eldest nephew."
"only."
Although the officer on duty was anxious, he did not dare to disobey Ying Chengyu's order at this moment.
Tremblingly, he picked up the bronze Changge from the ground and took Ying Chengyu to the Dazheng Palace to find Prince Ying Fusu.
The officer on duty was very anxious and wanted to report the First Emperor's rebellion as soon as possible.
He was afraid that he would be a step too late and would not be able to make the first retribution, and his head would fall to the ground.
His pace along the way was obviously much faster than usual, but he didn't know it.
A quarter of an hour later, the officer on duty, Ying Chengxuan, stood in front of the gate of Dazheng Palace.
"Eldest nephew, eldest nephew, I'm here to see you!"
Ying Chengyu didn't ask anyone to report it, so he shouted at the top of his voice at the gate of Dazheng Palace.
After a while, Prince Ying Fusu pushed open the palace door and bowed his head.
"Meet uncle."
"Not bad, not bad, I finally don't have to do those cumbersome ancient rituals. Formalism is of no use, just take it to heart."
"What my uncle said is, please follow Fu Su inside."
The officer on duty originally wanted to run to Zhangtai Palace to report to the First Emperor after Ying Chengyu entered Dazheng Palace.
But Ying Chengyu followed Ying Fusu into the palace, grabbed the guarding officer's arm, and pulled him in front of Ying Fusu.
"I think this brother is quite smart. How about I go to the county with you?"
When Ying Fusu heard what Ying Chengyu called the officer on duty, he frowned and turned to look at the officer on duty.
My uncle can call me whatever he wants, how dare you respond?
But the officer on duty showed no response.
First, he lowered his head and couldn't see Ying Fusu's expression.
Second, his mind was always focused on going to Zhangtai Palace to report the crime, and he didn't react. This wasn't the first time Ying Chengyu called him brother, and he didn't react just now.
It was a matter of life and death for him, so how could he think about anything else.
Ying Fusu waited for two breaths and saw that the officer on duty did not respond. His body was still shaking, as if he had been severely frightened, and he knew that there must be something wrong.
"It doesn't look very clever, but since it's what my uncle said, Fusu will take him to Shangjun."
"I'm not going to Shangjun!"
The officer on duty let out a strange cry.
The scream was so loud that Ying Fusu's already frowned brows deepened.
"Your Majesty, Lord Chang'an, calm down your anger. I have an old man in my family who needs to be taken care of and I can't go too far away from home. I won't go to Shangjun. I won't go to Shangjun."
The officer on duty also knew that he had lost his composure and immediately bowed his head. He forced himself to remain calm and his attitude was extremely respectful.
But he spoke very fast, his words were coherent, and he still looked frightened.
"You can only survive if you go to the county. I will find two servants to serve the elderly at home."
Ying Chengyu said seriously.
But the officer on duty didn't believe it at all.
The officer on duty believed that Ying Chengyu wanted to kill people and silence them.
He felt that after he left, he would either die on the road to Shangjun or die in Shangjun, and the elderly in his family would also be killed by Ying Chenglong.
So he refused continuously and refused to obey.
"Then forget it, just go back."
Ying Chengyu did not press any further and patted the officer on duty on the shoulder.
The officer on duty felt relieved.
Facing Ying Chengyu, Ying Fusu bowed and resigned.
After turning around, the few steps in front of the Dazheng Palace were still normal.
After walking about a hundred steps, I immediately ran as fast as I could to Zhangtai Palace.
A few hours later.
There was no news about Zhangtai Palace.
In Xianyang Palace, there is no longer a Langguan.
Inside the Dazheng Palace.
Under Ying Fusu's questioning, Ying Chengyu told Ying Fusu what happened in the corridor pavilion.
After Ying Fusu heard this, he wanted to chase the guard officer back, but Ying Chengqiao stopped him.
"Uncle, if this person doesn't follow me to Shangjun, he will definitely die. My father will not let him live."
"yes."
"Then uncle is still stopping Fusu?"
"He wants to die and will do anything to you."
Ying Fusu's eyes narrowed and he said: "Uncle, although this person was not killed by you, he died because of you. You said in a few words that he was not alive. This matter has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with you."
"Did I bring him to you? Did I tell him that he could survive by going to Shangjun with you?"
"Since my uncle wants him to live, he shouldn't stop Fusu at this moment."
Ying Chengqiao chuckled.
"I really don't want him to die, and I have already made up for my mistakes. Go to Shangjun with you, and then go back to Xianyang. He will be promoted to at least three levels. But if he doesn't believe it, then let him go. Good words can't persuade the devil, everyone
Everyone has their own choices.”
Ying Fusu slowly sat down and said, "What does uncle want to teach me?"
"Hey, if there is progress, you all know that I am laying the groundwork."
Ying Chengyu patted Ying Fusu on the head with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Don't carry too heavy a burden. You are a human being, not a ghost, let alone a savior. Your nature is too benevolent, and Chunyu Yue has been talking nonsense beside you along the way.
Nonsense, I'm really afraid you'll go back to your old ways."
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Last time Ying Chengyu told him in the hot spring that his teacher Chun Yuyue had bad intentions, and Ying Fusu still had doubts.
After so many days, Ying Fusu gained a completely new understanding of Chunyu Yue and Confucianism under the Qin intelligence that the First Emperor had completely opened to him.
He knew that Chun Yuyue was not the Chunyu Yue he knew, and Confucianism was not the Confucianism he imagined.
At this moment, when Ying Chengxuan spoke to him about this matter again, he could not refute it at all.
"It seems that you know a lot of things, so I don't need to waste any more words. Han Fei, Li Mu will go to Shangjun with you. If you don't have any internal affairs, ask Han Fei, and if you don't have any foreign affairs, ask Li Mu."
"But don't follow what you say, you must think. You are the leader, don't let anyone lead you. In fact, I originally wanted to kill Chun Yuyue secretly, once and for all."
"It was the imperial brother who dissuaded me and told me that I could no longer stab people. The country must be governed by laws and it is illegal to stab people. He also said that you were his best son and would never be deceived by Chun Yuyue again."
It is true that the First Emperor dissuaded Ying Chengxi, and it is also true that he forbade Yingcheng from using his secret sword to guard people.
But the First Emperor never said anything about the best son. The last two sentences were made up by Ying Chengyu.
If you want the First Emperor to say such a thing, you will have to wait for years.
Ying Fusu's eyes were half excited and half suspicious.
The excitement was because the father recognized him, but the doubt was because the father could really say such a thing?
Ying Chengyu could tell what Ying Fusu was thinking at a glance, and he swore and swore: "If what I just said is a lie, there will be five thunderbolts from heaven!"
Ying Fusu said quietly: "Uncle, can you make a new oath based on what your father praised me for?"
Ying Chengyu hit him with a slap on the head, smiled and cursed: "I am making you happy! You kid just wants me to die!"
Ying Fusu covered his head and forced a smile: "I just said that my father would not say such things."
"Your father is just a tough talker. What he said in his heart was heard by my uncle. This time when I go to Shangjun, I will bring more animal skins with me. It's cold there..."
Ying Chengyu babbled and sat in Dazheng Palace talking to his eldest nephew for half an hour, talking about whatever came to his mind.
Like an old father whose son is going to travel far tomorrow and is worried.
Ying Fusu listened carefully and nodded frequently.
"Oops, I almost forgot something. You are taking Li You with you this time, he is Li Si's eldest son. Remember, don't let this kid die."
"Li Si doesn't care about face for this boy. He is training this boy as his successor. If you tie up Li You, you will tie up Li Si."
"With Li Si assisting you when you succeed to the throne, you will be able to survive even if your father and I are dead."