This is a palace where grand events are held, the division of spoils, no, the feast of enfeoffment is held here.
When the First Emperor unified the world and the King of Qi bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, a grand banquet was also held here.
The red ridge is red, and the pillars connecting the ridge below and the top of the palace are embroidered with exotic birds.
In modern times, depressing black is the main color of this palace, but people at that time did not feel depressing, only noble.
Wax Festival Night.
The First Emperor, who had pushed away the memorial, came to Xuannian Hall to hold a family banquet.
The main participants of this family banquet were the Ying family and the huge harem of the First Emperor.
Ying Chengyu, who had just slipped away, sat dejectedly on the first seat on the right hand side of the throne of the First Emperor. The Qin State respected the right, and this was the seat second only to the First Emperor.
The First Emperor sat on the high platform without wearing a crown, which symbolized that this banquet was not formal and everyone could be casual.
As a result, the already informal Qin people became even more unruly, and several gray-haired old people did not eat at their seats.
He carried the small table to Ying Chengyu's side, put the table together, sat down and started eating, drinking and chatting.
Although the table was small, it was made of solid wood and weighed dozens of pounds. These old people carried it over without blushing or panting.
In the martial state of Qin, the Ying family, as the royal family of the Qin Dynasty, is very martial.
In terms of generals, the Ying family is inferior to the Meng family conquered by Meng Ao and inferior to the Wang family conquered by Wang Jian.
But when it comes to individual combat in SOLO competitions, the Ying clan is not inferior to any general. This is the culture of Qin.
Even though the old man is old, his bones are full of muscles.
"You have such a strong tone, kid! You are much better than your brother, your father, and your elder father!"
"You're right, the sky is a bird? The people of Chu are better off doing this, why don't we let Qin do it!"
"Hahaha, if I don't die, there will be no heaven in the Qin State. This is so exciting! My uncle was so happy to hear this. This is much better than your grandfather's words in front of the King of Yan, the King of Chu, the King of Zhao, the King of Wei, the King of Han, and the King of Qi.
I said in front of you that the Six Kingdoms would be gone if you didn’t, so you still have the energy to do it!”
"Come on, let's have sex with my uncle and uncle. It's just as you want, just do it!"
"..."
Ying Chengyu put on a smile and listened to the old people chattering around him, not daring to say a word "no".
The youngest ones here are also from his father's generation, basically all from his eldest father's generation, and one from his grandfather's generation.
These dozen or so old people are the elders of the Ying clan and have great say within the clan.
Of course, the reason why Ying Chengxuan did not dare to speak was not because of his right to speak, but because he respected the elders - these old people had been supporting Ying Chengxuan since he was a child.
During this family dinner, after these old men exchanged a few words with the protagonist, the First Emperor, they sat next to Ying Chengyu and never left.
Within the Ying family, Ying Chengyu's popularity was much higher than that of the First Emperor.
In the eyes of these elders of the Ying clan, Ying Chengyu was much better than the First Emperor.
In terms of bloodline, Ying Chengyu was born in Xianyang Palace and grew up under the care of the elders.
Obviously, he was purer than the First Emperor who was born in the Kingdom of Zhao. It was rumored for a while that he was the illegitimate son of Lu Buwei. He returned to the Kingdom of Qin and was already more than ten years old.
In terms of ability, he helped three generations of Qin kings handle government affairs: King Zhaoxiang of Qin, King Xiaowen of Qin, and King Zhuangxiang of Qin.
Cooperate with Mohists, Gongshujia, farmers, Baigong, etc. to update Qin's weapons, agricultural tools and equipment, increase Qin's grain output, strengthen Qin, and create a victorious glass that weakens the six countries in troubled times.
It is obviously much better than the First Emperor who only knew how to reuse outsiders such as Li Si, Wang Wan, Wei Zhuang, Wei Liao, Dun Ruo, Yao Jia, Wang Jian, etc.
The Ying family is very resistant to the order to recruit talents, or in other words, the people of Lao Qin are very resistant to the order to recruit talents.
They believe that outsiders have taken away the titles and official positions that should belong to them.
When the First Emperor issued the "Book of Expelling Guests", the Ying family played a catalyst role in it. The Ying family strongly suggested that the First Emperor expel outsiders.
"Uncle, I really can't drink any more. You asked me to eat some meat." Ying Chengyu blocked the wine bottle that his uncle hit and smiled bitterly.
The old man glared, a little unhappy. He was the younger brother of King Qin Zhaoxiang, so of course he was not a relative.
"You're not even afraid of the sky, but you're afraid of this bottle of wine? I've already drunk it, are you going to play tricks on me?"
"Who asked you to drink in such a hurry..."
"What are you mumbling about?"
"I said your old sword is not old yet!"
"Hahaha!"
The old man slapped his thigh and laughed, knowing that Ying Chengxuan was flattering him, but he was still very happy.
In the seats below, the old man's direct great-great-grandson puffed up his mouth when he saw this scene.
Who is your great-great-grandson?
If he had said this, the old man would have scolded him and given him a slap in the face to make him stop talking.
"It's not enough to praise me, just drink!"
The old man saw Ying Chengyu's face full of reluctance, and smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face gathered together, and said: "If you don't want to drink, please give me ten more compliments."
Ying Chengyu rolled his eyes at the old man angrily and said: "Ten sentences? What should I praise you for? Is it praising you for the wrinkles on your face or praising you for being old and disrespectful? I'd better drink it!"
The old man still had a smile on his face and was not angry because of Ying Chengxuan's words. He looked at Ying Chengxuan with a sad face as he picked up the wine bottle and drank it down in one gulp.
"Okay! That's how it should be!"
"There's not a drop of wine left in this wine bottle. How can our kid be so cunning and cunning when he's so honest?"
"As honest as his father!"
"..."
Ying Cheng was surrounded by people who were happy and talked a lot.
Sitting opposite him, Zhao Ji, the first person on the left hand of the First Emperor, was as cold as ice. There was no one around her and she said nothing.
After some thought, I stood up.
Wearing a luxurious phoenix crown and solemn black clothes, with her left hand hidden in her black sleeves, she walked gracefully and gracefully to Ying Chengyu's side.
Her arrival did not affect the warm atmosphere in any way.
Old people, you talk about yours and I talk about mine. The topic always revolves around Ying Chengyu.
"Come on, come on, let's go one more time."
"Now that you're out, take my baby with you."
"Yes, take my family with you too. I can rest assured that they will follow you."
"..."
Zhao Ji, a big living person, was there, as if she were a transparent person.
Zhao Ji looked very ugly.
"You have no respect for heaven and no respect for the king. Such a big event happened at the wax sacrifice. If the Qin State follows this son's words, it will surely perish, and yet you still praise him so much? Don't you know that you are the greatest nobleman in this man's mouth?"
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After doing such a wrong thing, these people actually praised him greatly!
There was an accident at the wax festival, and everyone outside looked at Ying Chengyu with a hostile attitude.
But at the family banquet in Xuanniao Hall, the elders of the Ying family who had the right to speak did not criticize Ying Chengyu. Instead, they praised Ying Chengyu repeatedly.
It's as if these old people, who have lived for at least fifty years, don't know what the so-called nobility is.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
Some old people stopped talking and stopped talking.
An old man was picking up meat with chopsticks and put down his chopsticks.
There is an old man who smiles widely, but then restrains his smile.
My uncle twisted his neck and glanced at Zhao Ji. There was no kind smile on his face that looked like the bark of an old tree, only indifference.
"I was just as puzzled as I am today when this baby wanted Zi Chu to take you back from Zhao. If you didn't come, now you have to bow to the baby and call him the king."
This passage can be said to be tit for tat, retaining only the last trace of thinness.
My uncle just pointed at Zhao Ji and scolded her - "You think today's decision has ruined the Qin State. I think the decision to take you from Zhao State also ruined the Qin State."
Without Zhao Ji and her son, Qin would have been defeated.
"Uncle, is he old and confused?" Zhao Ji said, not politely, "Qin is in trouble now?"
The uncle turned his head, picked up the wine bottle and smiled at the dozen old people around him and said: "When my uncle was here, Qianlong assisted my uncle, and the Qin State prospered."
"My uncle succeeded to the throne, and Shang Yang assisted his uncle. Qianlong regarded Shang Yang as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. He obstructed the reform in every possible way, framed his uncle, and eventually rebelled. He did not end well."
Drink it all in one gulp.
"It was right for Qianlong to force Qin, and it was right for Shang Yang to reform, but it was wrong for Qianlong to oppose Shang Yang regardless of the formality."
"Qianlong and Shang Yang were both selected by the king, and they were all chosen at the moment. How to explain this? What the king sees is not what others can see. If you don't see the girl, you won't understand, and those who don't understand and resist forcefully will not end well.
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The great uncle mentioned by the old man is Qin Xiangong, and Qianlong is a staunch supporter of Qin Xiangong.
During the period of Qin Xiangong, he made great contributions to the state of Qin, which was in dire straits and was waiting to be revitalized. At that time, his position was that of prime minister.
My uncle was Qin Xiaogong, a staunch supporter of Shang Yang's reform, and could also be said to be the instigator behind the scenes.
Because Shang Yang's reform touched Qianlong's interests, during this period Qianlong changed from the humerus of the Qin State to the representative of the stubborn old forces of the Qin State.
His uncles were King Qin Huiwen, Qianlong and Shang Yang, both of whom died at the hands of King Qin Huiwen.
This passage does not respond to Zhao Ji in a positive way. There is no mention of the present moment in the words, but in fact they are all about the present moment.
When Ying Chengyu called you back, no one understood, but now it seems that he was right.
No one understands what Ying Chengyu did today, but it is also right.
If you, Zhao Ji, don't understand, it's because you are short-sighted and cannot understand the king's thoughts.
If you don't understand, just be patient and don't intend to object. If you object, you will die.
"The king is on top!"
Zhao Ji turned pale with anger and shouted angrily in a low voice.
When did Ying Chengyu become king?
How can his decision be regarded as the king’s decision?
An old man in green sighed softly and said: "Queen Mother, whether or not Xiu'er is the king, you and I both know the facts."
"Qianlong was chosen by the late Duke Xian, and Shang Yang was chosen by the late Duke Xiao. Chengxi was the late king of Zhaoxiang, the late king of Xiaowen, and the late king of Zhuangxiang."
The old man in Tsing Yi raised his head and looked at the emperor who was sitting on the high platform, laughing and chatting with Queen Afang and all the princes and princesses.
"There is also your Majesty's choice. Although Xiu'er has never been a king, is it possible that the vision of the four generations of Qin kings is not as good as yours?"
The old man who threw the chopsticks stared at Zhao Ji coldly, his eyes full of anger, and if you look closely, there was a trace of murderous intent.
According to seniority, he is the brother of King Qin Xiaowen, one generation older than Zhao Ji.
"My surname is Zhao. I've given enough away. I haven't joined the government or participated in politics for ten years. I said a few words today. Why don't you comply? We don't talk on weekdays, so we're not dead."
I picked up the chopsticks after throwing them away, paused hard on the table, and picked up a piece of mutton.
The wooden chopsticks intersected with the wooden table, making a slightly dull sound.
When the old man used his long sword to kill someone, he liked to hit the ground twice.
"Your seat is not over here."
The old man brought the seat to Ying Chengyu, and the old man who changed the position of the seat arbitrarily reminded Zhao Ji to pay attention to the seat.
Zhao Ji was so angry that her whole body became cold and trembling. The heavy phoenix crown on her head was teetering and might fall off at any time.
"you……"
"Queen Mother Zhao."
Ying Chengyu opened his mouth.
Zhao Ji stopped talking and turned her eyes away, with surprise in her eyes. She was puzzled but also felt a little bit happy.
This guy didn't call me Zhao Xianglu...
"I give you a toast."
Ying Chengqiu, who had just declined the old people's advice to drink, took the initiative to raise the wine bottle.
The old man who threw the chopsticks had just put the meat into his mouth, and before he had time to chew it, he frowned and shouted immediately: "What are you doing to her! I just asked you to drink and you didn't drink..."
"Um?"
The eldest uncle spoke solemnly.
The old man who threw the chopsticks swallowed back the rest of his words, choked his breath, picked up the meat and ate it, one chopstick after another.
He took five pieces of meat in two breaths, as if he wanted to use the meat to block his mouth.
My uncle is the highest in the royal family and the oldest.
When he was young, he was also a figure who sacrificed his life and blood for Qin. Most of the old people sitting here were the ones he watched grow up.
So my uncle said softly "Hmm", and several old people who also frowned and opened their mouths to express their dissatisfaction closed their mouths.
These old people looked at Ying Chengqian, including the uncle from the town, with expressions of dissatisfaction and confusion as to why you respect her.
Zhao Ji also had the same look in her eyes.
Dissatisfied and confused, why do you respect me?
"The Empress Dowager Zhao has taught well. Your Majesty has great talents and great strategies. He has unified the world and is one emperor for the ages."
After Ying Chengxiao finished speaking, he drank it all in one gulp.
Zhao Ji stared at the bottom of the wine bottle next to Ying Chengxuan's mouth, her expression still cold.
This sign shows that he will not rebel...
At the Wax Festival, he said that the Qin Kingdom had no heaven, and had the support of Wang Yan, Meng Ao, and the Ying family, and now he said that he would not rebel...
"Which of your words is true and which is false?" Zhao Ji looked cold.
Ying Chengyu put down the wine bottle and looked at Zhao Ji's left hand hidden in her wide sleeve.
Said: "I don't know whether you have a sharp blade or a dagger in your hand. Just throw it away."
Some of the dozen old people suddenly changed their faces, some threw away their chopsticks and glared, some suddenly turned their heads and looked around, and some glanced sideways at the First Emperor.
The great-uncle looked around with a pair of old eyes to stabilize the factory, and then stared closely at Zhao Ji's still uncovered left hand, with murderous intent in his eyes.
This guy must be cheating on me!
Zhao Ji's expression did not change and she said coldly: "I'm not that stupid. You are so successful in "Yellow Emperor" and Yue Nu can't kill you, so how can I kill you."
The old people's expressions softened after hearing this.
It is not uncommon for Ying Chengyu to have high martial arts skills, they all know it.
This is true, this woman is not that stupid, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is given to her, she will not be able to hurt a single hair on the baby.
"You can't kill me, but you can kill yourself." Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Those squinted eyes in Zhao Ji's eyes had the power to penetrate people's hearts.
It made Zhao Ji uneasy, made Zhao Ji's palms sweat, and made the handle of the knife hidden in her sleeves and nestled in her palms soaked.
"What nonsense are you talking about, you idiot?" Zhao Ji forced a smile, not wanting to reveal her feelings.
"If you really didn't have anything in your hand, you shouldn't be smiling like this." Ying Chengyu said, "You should be smiling like this."
The corners of Ying Chengyu's mouth were raised, his eyes were full of contempt, his smile was sarcastic, and his whole face was filled with irony.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
He first repeated Zhao Ji's words, then put away the smile on his face and put on a sincere face.