If word spreads, not to mention the death penalty such as being quartered with five horses, beheading in half, or at least being tattooed or stabbed, you will not be able to escape.
The punishment of tattooing is to carve words on the face, and the punishment of tattooing is to cut off the nose.
After the completion, he will definitely be imprisoned, that is, he will be arrested to build the palace, the Great Wall, and the imperial mausoleum.
That is, in the Chang'an Jun's Mansion, Ying Chengyu didn't take it seriously and continued to eat hot pot with the drunkard.
If the relationship between the two people was not addressed by their names, anyone would think that they were a pair of friends.
Before finishing the hot pot meal, the drunkard got drunk again.
Getting such a heavy drinker to quit drinking is really a task that is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
Ying Chengqiao called the servants to help the drunkard leave, and he lay on the bed alone with his eyes closed, thinking about things.
Although the eldest nephew does not have the title of prince, he is actually a prince. The ministers have already recognized the eldest nephew as the next emperor.
The eldest nephew stayed, and my other nephews should have stopped, if they are not stupid.
The eldest nephew follows the imperial brother closely, and in a few years, he will be able to become a qualified emperor.
As long as the eldest nephew does not go to Shangjun and can safely take over the duties of the emperor brother, at least while I am alive, the Qin State will not be destroyed.
After figuring this out, Ying Chengyu was extremely satisfied.
As long as Qin is not destroyed, he can still be free and unrestrained.
Because he had to attend the court meeting, Ying Chengyu got up a little too early today.
The bed he was lying on was covered with two layers of yellow tiger skin, which was much warmer than the fox fur coats of later generations.
With his belly full and his body warm, Ying Chenglong felt sleepy and soon fell asleep.
Before he drifted off to sleep, Ying Chengyu's last thought was: I don't know how the eldest nephew and the emperor's brother talked about each other. It should be fine. There is no overnight feud between father and son. In fact, the emperor's brother is very fond of his eldest nephew.
…
Inside Zhangtai Palace.
"The traitor!"
Ying Zheng had a livid face.
He hasn't been this angry for a long time.
He didn't expect that the son he had high hopes for could be so stupid!
"My son heard that Emperor Yao was a benevolent monarch. He was not arrogant or lazy, had good moral character, and could unite the clan. During the reign of Emperor Yao, all the officials had outstanding achievements, the princes of the nations were harmonious, and the people had ample food and clothing. Such a world
That’s called the age of peace and prosperity.”
Ying Fusu knelt on the ground, kneeling, not sitting down.
His thighs and upper body formed a straight line, standing straight.
Although he was kneeling, he was full of momentum and was not inferior to the First Emperor Ying Zheng.
"But now, my father is so happy about his achievements that he has launched wars and implemented severe punishments. The people of Xianyang can barely eat their food, let alone other areas. The total number of people in prison in the world is millions. When they lament together, they are more than
The thunder in the sky is even louder. Why don't you, my father, learn from Emperor Yao and make this world a better place?"
If the Ying Fusu in front of him was not his son, Ying Zheng would not be so angry.
He would even nod to show that I had listened, and then confer a doctorate with a salary of 600 stone per year.
Ying Zheng has heard rhetoric like this many times, but he has never been so angry.
Those rotten scholars can have this idea, but you, Ying Fusu, can’t!
You are my eldest son!
He is the eldest son of Qin!
It’s the Second Emperor of Qin whom I wrote on the edict of longevity!
"Gai Nie stays, and everyone else goes out! It is my decree that no living creature can be seen within thirty steps of Zhangtai Palace!"
"only."
The palace door opened wide, and all the eunuchs and maidens walked out.
…
Zhao Gao, Li Si and Lang Guan who were guarding the door all obeyed the orders of the First Emperor and were thirty steps away from Zhangtai Palace.
"Gai Nie, guard the palace gate. Anyone who dares to come near will be killed."
"only."
Gai Nie responded coldly with a cold face and a cold sword.
This world-famous swordsman walked to the door of the palace and looked outside the palace through the air holes in the window.
The five fingers on his right hand are long and slender, and the joint between the fingers and the palm has calluses left by years of sword use.
Gai Nie held the hilt of the sword, calmed his breathing, and gathered his breath. At this moment, the swordsman and the sword in his hand became one.
In this state, Gai Nie could not hide any sound within thirty steps of Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Fusu felt a little difficult to breathe. He didn't know when he started to lower his breathing rate.
His upright body was swaying a little, but he gritted his teeth and held on to keep from falling.
The feeling of soreness in his knees spread from his thighs to his brain, and he needed to support the ground with his hands to relieve the pressure on his knees.
Boom~
Boom~
Boom~
This was the sound of Ying Fusu's heartbeat. Ying Fusu could hear it himself, and the palace was very quiet.
A drop of sweat rolled from Ying Fusu's forehead to his neck.
Then the second drop of sweat, the third drop of sweat, and so on until countless drops of sweat.
His neck felt cold and itchy, and soon became wet, as if a bucket of water had been poured on it.
But even so, Ying Fusu had no thought or action of wiping it off. He still stubbornly gritted his teeth and stared at his father, Ying Zheng, who proclaimed himself the First Emperor.
…
Ying Zheng walked towards Ying Fusu.
The sound of footsteps that should have contained oppression actually made Ying Fusu feel relieved.
The worst possible outcome is death.
Ying Fusu thought.
His eyes were staring at Ying Zheng, feeling sour for a long time.
But he still refused to blink, as if he would lose if he blinked.
In a few steps, Ying Zheng stood in front of him and stretched out a palm towards him.
I'm going to get slapped.
Ying Fusu thought so.
Based on what he said, a slap in the face can be said to be preferential treatment.
"Sit down and talk, Qin has no etiquette for kneeling down!"
Ying Zheng did not hit Ying Fusu on the face. He slapped Ying Fusu on the shoulder with a slight force.
This force was not great, but it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Ying Fusu, who was struggling to hold on, to sit on his own calf.
This slap did not hit Ying Fusu's face, but instead made the energy in Ying Fusu's body leak out!
Ying Fusu leaned forward, put his hands on the ground, and breathed heavily.
Beads of sweat fell on the ground in front of him, making it wet.
He lowered his head and was breathing heavily, when suddenly a pair of knees covered with crown clothes appeared in his sight.
Father and I sit across from each other? This is not etiquette!
Ying Fusu had to stand up instinctively.
Ying Zheng pressed his hands on both sides of Ying Fusu's shoulders.
"I will not listen to someone who dares not talk to me as an equal."
Ying Fusu immediately raised his head and looked at Ying Zheng with disbelief on his face.
He couldn't believe that his father, whom he regarded as arbitrary and arrogant, was actually willing to listen to him!
"Are you surprised?" Ying Zheng retracted his palm and placed it flat on his knees: "In your eyes, am I a tyrant who cannot listen to other people's opinions?"
Ying Fusu didn't want to lie.
But if he said so, he felt it was quite inappropriate.
Ying Zheng sat across from him. This was a courtesy for two people to communicate as equals. Ying Fusu had never been treated like this before.
In front of Ying Zheng, he is a minister and a son. No matter which of these two identities, he is at an absolute disadvantage when communicating with Ying Zheng.
He didn't want to ruin the opportunity he finally got because of an irrelevant answer.
So he chose to remain silent.
But silence itself is an answer.
Ying Zheng understood, but did not blame him, and continued: "Dunruo once sat in front of me and said that I was unfilial, so I made him the minister. Wei Liao once sat in front of me and said that I was mean and ungrateful.
I made him a state captain. If I were a person who could not listen to advice, then the Qin State today would still be a barbarian country that refused to defend Hangu Pass and was feared by the six countries but would never look down upon it."
Ying Fusu listened very carefully.
My father had never communicated with me like this.
Ying Fusu's attitude made the temporarily suppressed anger in Ying Zheng's heart lessen.
This traitor can still be saved.
"I was offended by Wei Liao's words, but because of the advice they gave me, I not only ignored their offense, but also allowed them to occupy high positions and enjoy high officials and generous salaries. I can listen to the advice of my ministers.
, then why can’t I hear my son’s advice? Fusu, have you ever thought that it’s not that I can’t listen to your advice, but that your advice itself is wrong.”
Incorrect?
Ying Fusu felt anxious and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ying Zheng.
"Don't rush to defend yourself. Answer my two questions first."
Ying Fusu nodded.
Ying Zheng said seriously: "Most of the prisoners in the world are soldiers from the Six Nations. If I grant amnesty to the world and release all the prisoners as you said the day before yesterday, will the remnants of the Six Nations make a comeback?"
"Yes! But my father!"
"Don't be anxious, you will have a chance to speak later." Ying Zheng interrupted Ying Fusu again: "The Six Kingdoms are coming back. As you said, I will change the laws of Qin. Those harsh laws you think will be
If we remove them all, will Qin still be able to dominate the world?"
Ying Fusu was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Ying Zheng smiled, with a slightly disappointed smile.
Don’t you even have the courage to admit the result?
"Yeah, I don't know."
Ying Fusu said firmly, his expression a little excited and his tone rising.
"I don't know if the Qin State will still dominate the world, but I know that the people of the Qin State at that time must have been much better off than they are now! They wore rags that were mended every year, and they still couldn't eat the food they ate.
A full supply of millet and millet. Meat is so expensive that even the officials in court are reluctant to eat it. Wine has never been allowed among the people. Parading in the streets without reason is not allowed, and men are not allowed to go to other places. Men stay at home and do as much as they can every day.
The only thing for women to do is farming. Women stay at home and the only thing they do every day is weaving."
"Any family whose grain output cannot pay the taxes will be sentenced to prison. They have not slackened for a day, and the grain left after paying the taxes can barely survive. Such a Qin State, such
The world, it’s okay if you don’t want it! Fusu also wants to ask his father today! Guanzhong has been like this for hundreds of years, does my father want the world to be like Guanzhong?!"