The First Emperor looked at the gate of Xuanniiao Palace for the tenth time, and saw his eldest son who was as cold as iron and should not be approached by strangers.
A smile bloomed on the face of the Eternal Emperor, and then quickly faded away, replaced by a scowl.
"Let this traitor in!"
When the First Emperor gave the order, all the officials felt relieved and dispersed, each returning to his or her seat with one thought in mind.
The eldest son is a completely different person today.
Queen Afang has been paying attention to the First Emperor.
Seeing a hint of a smile on the Emperor's face, he couldn't help but smile too.
"Uncle, sit down and I'll go pick up Fusu."
"Sister-in-law, don't be anxious."
Ying Chengyu spoke to stop him and rubbed the fat face of the 18th Young Master Ying Huhai with his hands.
"It's fun to watch. The royal brother and the eldest nephew are fighting. This scene becomes less and less rare the more we see it."
Afang said unhappily: "Forget it for today, I will go to my uncle's house for a walk someday and have fun with him."
The queen tidied up her appearance and was about to get up and go to the gate of Xuanniao Palace.
Ying Chengyu stopped laughing and changed his face to a serious face, saying, "Sister-in-law, Chengyu is serious."
Afang noticed that Ying Chengyuan's tone was wrong, stopped his movements, threw away the excess emotions in his heart, and said seriously: "What do you mean by uncle's words?"
"The eldest nephew's ability to come to Xuanniiao Hall can only prove one word of 'break'. He still lacks one word of 'establish'."
Ying Chengzhen looked at his eldest nephew who said nothing and looked ashen, as if he was about to go on a killing spree at the next moment.
"You and I don't know what Ying Fusu looked like when he stepped out of Dazheng Palace, so just watch with peace of mind."
"Didn't my uncle say before that it would be fine as long as Fu Su steps out of Dazheng Palace?" Afang said with a hint of unbearability, "Is such a test too much for a child?"
"Second Qin, how can you be so easy to do?"
Ying Chengqiao looked at his third nephew Ying Jianglu who was following behind Ying Fusu, not hiding his loneliness at all, and said with a smile: "He is arsenic, I am nectar. Some children are eager to undergo such a test."
Ying Fusu stepped into the Xuanniao Hall step by step.
He was covered in the aura of blood, and his eyes swept across all the Qin officials attending the banquet in Xuannio Palace. He was looking for Confucian people.
not a single one.
The third young master Ying Jiang Lu pulled his second brother Ying Gao, who wanted to continue to follow Ying Fusu, and his fifth sister Ying Yinman, who looked at Ying Fusu's excited face and wanted to take his place, returned to their original seats. .
On the main road of Xuannio Palace, only Ying Fusu was left walking forward with his sword in hand.
Li Si bumped into Zhao Gao and Li Si who were about to leave the palace to send the Confucian scholars to die in Tingwei's prison.
As soon as Ying Fusu entered the palace, Li Si stared at Ying Fusu closely.
At this moment, he was just walking on inertia.
He had a rigid and expressionless face, but his heart was filled with turmoil.
Shouldn’t the eldest son be in Shangjun?
How come the eldest son appears here?
Could that purpose be false?
No, that decree was what I saw on the ground of Zhangtai Palace. His Majesty was right beside me, how could it be false?
Why did I see that imperial edict? Was it done intentionally by His Majesty?
What exactly is Your Majesty going to do?
Do you want me to tell Brother Chunyu that wrong will on purpose?
What Zhao Gao told me, was it a pointer or a trap?
Li Siben is a person who loves to think too much. At the moment, he felt like there were countless questions exploding in his mind.
Zhao Gao didn't think much about it. When he passed by Ying Fusu, he lowered his head and said, "eldest son."
Huh~
Ying Fusu did not respond to Zhao Gao.
Without saying a word, he struck the bamboo slip held in Zhao Gao's hand with one sword.
The ministers who had been sitting quietly watching the development of the situation were in an uproar.
"Is this the eldest son?"
"Could it be that someone has the appearance of a young master?"
"How could you just chop it with a sword?"
How superb is Zhao Gao's martial arts?
Ying Fusu learned martial arts from Meng Tian, Li Mu was able to defeat Meng Tian neatly, and Zhao Gaoneng subdued Li Mu with one move.
Although it was a coincidence that Li Mu only attacked but not defended, and wanted to frighten the First Emperor.
But being able to avoid Li Mu's fierce sword and risking his own life to seize the opportunity, Zhao Gao's martial arts has reached its peak.
When I heard the wind, I waved my sleeves without raising my head.
He wrapped the bronze sword with the ordinary eunuch's uniform, wrapped it three times around the sword tightly, and shook it hard.
Ying Fusu's hand went numb, his fingers loosened involuntarily, and the sword was snatched away by Zhao Gao with his sleeve.
"Shuzi, what are you going to do!" The First Emperor was furious, and walked down from his seat quickly, saying as he walked: "Bring into the palace with a sword, chop people with the sword, you are going to rebel!"
Ying Fusu used his body to stop Zhao Gao and Li Si, and looked coldly at his father who was walking towards him, with pain in his eyes.
Master of the Lord of Heaven and Earth.
His king, his relatives, killed his master.
Facing the First Emperor.
Ying Fusu neither saluted nor called you Your Majesty.
Seeing Ying Fusu like this, the ministers began to whisper among themselves even louder.
"The eldest son should not have this attitude."
"In the past, the eldest son should have performed the ancient rituals early."
"My mentor was killed, Confucianism was banned, and all my fellow disciples were about to be killed. Some changes in temperament are common sense."
The First Emperor was full of power and power. He walked up to Ying Fusu and faced the eldest son in blood-clothed clothes.
"The imprisonment in Dazheng Palace has turned you into a deaf-mute, isn't it? Wearing a bloody suit, do you think you can scare me? Speak!"
In front of the First Emperor, Ying Fusu raised his right hand in front of Zhao Gao and spoke the first words of the day in the Xuandiao Hall.
"The decree is given to me."
His voice is not angry but powerful.
The officials were in a trance.
The eldest son’s words are somewhat different from His Majesty’s…
The First Emperor suppressed his grin, maintained his angry expression, and said coldly: "This imperial edict is not for you."
Ying Fusu said the second sentence: "What do I think?"
The First Emperor said: "You said that you should restrain yourself and restore etiquette, but you are so outrageous. How did you restrain yourself and restore etiquette?"
Ying Fusu looked at the First Emperor's sarcastic smile, and felt another pain in his heart.
Self-denial and restoration of propriety.
It is because of self-denial that I do not leave Dazheng Palace.
It is because of Fu Li that my teacher encountered this disaster.
Ying Fusu took a step forward towards the First Emperor, his bloody clothes trembled slightly, and the smell of blood rushed straight into the First Emperor's nose.
The First Emperor snorted coldly, neither advancing nor retreating, looking coldly at his eldest son with blood on his face.
"Your Majesty, are you afraid that I will see you?"
Ying Fusu said, but did not directly respond to the First Emperor's words of self-denial and restoration of etiquette.
The First Emperor looked at his eldest son and said, "Give it to him."
Zhao Gao knew that these words were addressed to him, so he respectfully handed the imperial edict to Ying Fusu.
Ying Fusu took it in his hand unceremoniously, unfolded it with all his strength, and saw that the idea was an imperial edict to "trap Confucian students and ban Confucianism", and tugged hard with both hands.
Wow~
The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty openly tore up the imperial edict in front of the First Emperor.
The private discussions among the ministers suddenly stopped.
Each and every one of them listened to their own accelerating "thumping" heartbeats, and were horrified.
How could the eldest son tear up the imperial edict?
How could the eldest son do such a thing?
Even if the eldest son doesn't like the content of the imperial edict, he should still talk to His Majesty about Confucianism, ancient systems, and the ancient sage kings of Yao, Shun, and Yu...
"Tear the imperial edict, and according to the laws of Qin, I shall behead you."
"According to the laws of Qin, Fusu should be conquered by the Yi tribe."
The First Emperor controlled the urge to turn his head and look at the other Shuzi.
Queen Afang, however, didn't need to control her. She turned around and looked at Ying Chengyu who opened her mouth from time to time to receive food from Young Master Da Qin and the princesses, and was watching the show with great interest.
He said: "My uncle often talks about this sentence. Is he satisfied with Fusu's answer?"
Ying Chengqian picked up an orange, without turning his head, and smashed it on Ying Jianglu, the third young master of the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Jianglu looked at Ying Chengqiu depressedly and said unhappily: "What are you doing?"
"Are you satisfied with your elder brother's answer?"
Ying Jianglu suddenly became excited and said urgently: "If you are not satisfied, if I answer, I..."
"Okay, okay, who asked you?"
Ying Chengyu waved his hand to interrupt Ying Jianglu's words.
"Did the royal sister-in-law hear this?"
Queen Afang continued to ask: "Uncle, please don't prevaricate. I want uncle's answer."
"Little Taotie is not satisfied, how can I be satisfied?" Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes and chuckled: "It's interesting."