Fusu sighed, sat down opposite Qin Feng, picked up a biscuit, put it in his mouth, and said helplessly:
"This sounds very exciting, but if I dare to do this, I'm afraid, master, you will be the first to chop me down, right?"
Qin Feng lay on the chair again and said feebly:
"That's not true. You are my dearest relative, friend, and brother. I won't do anything.
But your father will definitely kill you.
To be honest, how does it feel to have the power of the empire under one roof? Many people can’t grasp it.
Many times, corpses are laid to rest without caring about each other, which is really pitiful."
Fusu's eyes were a little blurry and he murmured:
"The feeling of power is really good, and for a moment, I wanted to take it for myself.
But I will immediately remember that there is something else more important than power.
If I fall into the whirlpool of power, I might lose everything!"
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction:
"Although I know what you said is right, I was actually very disappointed for a moment.
If you can really become a prince, many things will not be so troublesome.
Do you know why I work so hard and fight so hard?"
Fusu was moved and said:
"I know, master, you are doing it all for me!"
Qin Feng smashes his mouth:
"Then you're overthinking, I'm just here to show off.
If there is a relationship, it is for your sister."
"...."
The two masters and apprentices just lay on the rocking chairs, watching the clouds rise and relax, feeling really comfortable.
After a long time, Fusu asked:
"Master, won't you go to the big court meeting tomorrow?"
Qin Feng said lazily:
"If you don't want to go, whoever wants to go can go."
Tomorrow's Great Court Meeting will be a veritable Great Court Meeting.
It is not only necessary to determine Yingzheng's emperor's title and reign, but also to reshape the court structure, reward based on merit, and the policy policy for the next ten years of the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Zheng had already issued an order requiring Qin Feng to attend.
But after finally getting a chance to rest, Qin Feng must be lazy as much as he can, unwilling to move at all.
After all, the imperial meeting has not yet begun, and the atmosphere is full of gunpowder.
The forces from all sides were so noisy that they couldn't get along with each other.
Just the name of a feudal lord almost caused a fight.
For example, Qin Feng is a monkey, but where the monkey is is very important.
Some people say that Qin Feng originated from Shanglin Garden and was called Shanglin Hou.
It sounds understandable, but in fact, Shanglinyuan is a place with no village or shop.
It was only after business and trade prospered in these years that some people settled there.
In the past, it was not even a county. If Qin Feng was granted the title of Marquis of Shanglin, it would really be a waste of time.
Some people suggested that Qin Feng be granted the title of Marquis of Qi or Chu. After all, these were his two great achievements.
I have to say that Qin Feng, the person who made this suggestion, wanted to thank his parents, wife and children in person.
This is totally a scam!
Da Qin has always had no feudal system, but a system of prefectures and counties.
What does it mean to be a Marquis of Qi or a Marquis of Chu? Do you want to separate one side from another?
Even if you, Qin Feng, don't rebel, what about your descendants?
I have to say that this move is really heart-wrenching.
But Qin Feng didn't care anymore. He knew that no matter how displeased the First Emperor was with him, he couldn't deceive him like this.
You can't put yourself in a position of being the target of public criticism, right?
Seeing Qin Feng's lack of interest, Fu Su then said:
"Oh, one more thing is Princess Yingshu's marriage."
Qin Feng's ears twitched and he immediately came up with a shy face:
"Brother, brother is usually nice to you, right?"
Fusu smiled and said:
"That's natural. You are my dearest relative, friend, and brother!"
"You have to say a few nice words for me about the marriage!"
"Fusu's words are really useless, because now the civil and military officials of the whole dynasty are opposed to marrying Princess Yingshu to you."
Qin Feng was dumbfounded and asked anxiously:
"You are so against it? Are these people sick?
I have been a bachelor for twenty-three years! Is it easy to find a wife?"
Fusu said helplessly:
"Originally, my father just wanted to go through the motions and ask the ministers for their opinions, but who knew that they unanimously opposed it.
Some people say that you are talented but not moral, that you are disgraced and unworthy of a princess.
Some people say that you act without any rules and will bring discredit to the royal family.
Some people say you can’t do it…”
"Wait a minute! You're on horseback! I admit everything else, but you think I can't do it?
Damn it! Is it because I can’t lift the knife, or is he drifting?"
Qin Feng was furious, jumped down from the rocking chair and cursed loudly.
After he was satisfied with the scolding, he discovered the problem and frowned:
"Everyone in the civil and military dynasties is against it? No one supports me?"
Fusu thought for a while, nodded and said:
"Everyone is against it, but only one supports you."
"who?"
"Government of millet internal history belongs to the official, and the level is equal to that of Prime Minister Xiao He.
He argued with the Confucian scholars in the court hall, recounted General Qin Feng's great achievements in destroying Chu and surrendering to Qi, and believed that you are definitely qualified to marry the princess.
But it was of no use and was soon drowned out by the opposition."
Qin Feng touched his chin and murmured:
"Does Xiao He have a special hobby? I treat him like this, and he is still loyal?"
It really came out of nowhere, but at this moment, Xiao He came from a distance with a dark face.
Qin Feng immediately greeted him enthusiastically. Just as he was about to say a few words, he was rudely interrupted by Xiao He and asked:
"General Qin, what did you tell me at that time?
Is there anyone in the imperial court who can be chosen by anyone below the rank of Ninth Prince?"
Qin Feng said sarcastically:
"Yes, there's nothing wrong with it. Aren't you now a subordinate officer under Jiuqing Zhisu Neishi?"
Xiao He's eyes widened and he said sadly:
"But you didn't say that everyone in the court is an enemy!
You don’t have any allies? How did you get around?
Even if you scatter rice in the court hall and a rooster crows, someone has to help you say a good word, right?"
Qin Feng scratched his neck and said:
"Why are you insulting people? I have you anyway! Dear Mr. Xiao He!"
Xiao He smiled bitterly and said:
"Do you think I am willing to quarrel with other scholars? It's not because after being kidnapped by you, I was labeled as one of your party members.
Even if I don't speak for you, I'm afraid there will be no place for me in the court."
At this time, no matter how stupid Qin Feng was, he still reacted.
He sighed, shook his head slowly and said:
"Something's wrong, something feels wrong.
Wang Wan, Huai Zhuang and other bad old men don't like me, so why don't even Li Si, Meng Wu and others speak up for me?
By the way, where did Meng Tian go? Why haven’t you seen him for a long time? "
Fusu was stunned for a moment. He also realized that something seemed really wrong. He couldn't help but frown and said:
"It seems that he has been grounded. Since Ban Shi returned to the court, Meng Tian has never come out of the house again."
Qin Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the dark clouds gradually pressing in from the sky, and couldn't help but murmured:
"The rain is coming and the wind is blowing all over the building!"
At the same time, Xianyang and Mengfu.
Meng Tian had been beaten all over his body, but he still knelt on the ground and gritted his teeth and insisted:
"Father! I can never betray Boss Qin! Absolutely not!"
(Oops~ Two chapters are laid out~ The plot will unfold later~ A wonderful internal fight is coming~)
