"Ten Shanshan ......" The mind of the lord of Shanshan was full of Yingzheng's last words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A Shanshan city is almost a powerful country in his eyes. What is the concept of ten-seater?

The lord of Shanshan stared blankly at the small flag floating on the sand table, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

However, the lord of Shanshan is not a person who is blinded by interests. He swallowed another mouthful of saliva fiercely, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty, the minister is already old, I don't know how far Rome is, and the minister is worried that even if he arrives, he won't be able to come back......"

"Can't you come back?" Ying Zheng glanced at him, waved his hand, and said, "Then it's better to change someone!" ”

As soon as Ying Zheng's words fell, Feng Quji, who was on the side, understood what Ying Zheng meant.

"Someone! Push this person who dares to offend His Majesty's heavenly power out and behead it! ”

"Step! Trample! Trample! ”

Heavy footsteps sounded in the hall. The guards outside the hall dressed in exquisite armor, exuding a cold chill, walked towards the lord of Shanshan.

"Poof!"

"Thank you for your kindness, and I am willing to serve Your Majesty!" No matter how stupid the lord of Shanshan is, he knows what the result will be if he does not agree to Yingzheng's conditions.

With the submission of the lord of Shanshan, all the Great Qin courtiers present couldn't help but show a smile.

And Yingzheng did not treat this Shanshan lord badly, not only gave the mansion, but also gave a lot of gold and silver.

However, as for the remaining lords of the Western Regions, they did not have such good luck. Not only do you have to buy the house yourself, but also, today's Xianyang is the imperial capital, how can the price be cheap?

A banquet on the top of the main hall seemed to be a show of Ying Zheng deliberately in front of the lords of these Western Regions.

However, what the ministers did not know was that it was after the banquet. Left and right, Chen Pingfeng was summoned to the main hall by Yingzheng.

The former Prince's Mansion has disappeared from the former city. Even, even some of the servants in the house are much less than before.

Fusu, dressed in white, sat silently in the courtyard under the moonlight, drinking wine.

And beside him, Han Fei, who had already removed the bronze mask and restored his true face.

"Well, this wine has a different flavor." Han Fei looked at Fusu a little drunkenly and said with a smile.

"Definitely. It was not easy for the teacher to find such a variety of wine. Fusu smiled as well as drank the wine from his glass.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has summoned you to the palace," ...... the two of them, Tiansu held his sword and said in a somewhat heavy tone.

Fusu and Han Fei held the hands of the wine bottle and ate at the same time.

"Got it!" Fusu stood up and said to the maid standing aside to serve, "Prepare hot water and clothes." ”

"Whoa."

Fusu drank wine, although he was not drunk, but he was already full of alcohol.

Fusu knew that his father didn't like to drink the most. Even for those huge feasts, Ying Zheng never drank more than three glasses.

When the slaves around him were all sent away by Fusu, Han Fei got up and said, "The lords of the Western Regions have just been moved to Xianyang. Presumably, His Majesty's summoning of you to the palace this time should be related to the affairs of the Western Regions. You have to take good hold of it! ”

"Teacher thinks that my father has not given up on me yet?" Fusu glanced at Han Fei with a wry smile and asked.

"Hahaha!"

However, unexpectedly, Han Fei raised his head and laughed.

Not to mention Fusu, even Tiansu, who had not yet left, looked at Han Fei with some astonishment.

"If Your Majesty really gives up on you, do you think he will stay with you?" Han Fei pointed at Tiansu and asked rhetorically.

"But......" Fusu's face was a little complicated.

"The teacher also knows that after all, I have been the emperor for four years. Now that my father is in power again, how will I deal with my second identity? ”

"You underestimate Your Majesty's mind too much." Han Fei shook his head and said, "Don't say that you have no power or power now, even if you are in the voice of the government and the opposition, do you think it is comparable to a word of Your Majesty?" ”

"This ......"

"Don't say it's you. Now in the army, Wu Anjun, General Wang Qian, General Wang Ben, and even Li Mu, who is not as prestigious as you? Your Majesty can tolerate these people with heavy armies, how can he not tolerate you, the eldest son? ”

"I understand...... Fusu bowed his hand to Han Fei again and saluted.

By the time Fusu entered the palace, it was already quiet in Xianyang Palace.

Except for the creaking carriage and the occasional sound of footsteps, there was no sound to be heard.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the eldest prince has arrived."

When Fusu walked into the main hall, there were still several figures sitting around.

And on the right side of the nearest seat under the main hall, a familiar figure made Fusu's footsteps pause slightly.

"Feng went to meet His Royal Highness the eldest son."

"Chen Ping pays a visit to His Royal Highness the eldest son."

"Lis...... Meet His Royal Highness the Eldest Prince......"

In just a few months, Li Si has gone from a majestic courtier who has been a minister for more than ten years to an old man dressed in cloth and full of white hair overnight.

"Fusu has met his father and seen you!"

After Fusu was slightly stunned, he hurriedly saluted. However, in my heart, I was inexplicably relieved.

Just like before he came, Han Fei was going to be. If Yingzheng really wants to deal with him, he won't even have a chance to resist.

And now, Ying Zheng summoned him without he. There were Chen Ping and Feng Qujian present. Even, even Li Si, who was demoted to a commoner, was summoned.

It can be seen that Yingzheng must have big things that he needs to complete.

"Could it be that you really go to the Western Regions?" Such a thought became more and more firm in Fusu's heart.

"Since everyone has arrived. So, let's continue with what I said earlier. ”

Above the main hall, Ying Zheng spoke again. As if, he didn't care about Fusu at all.

"Your Majesty, is Rome really a country of mercantile and peasantry? If so, how can we feed our people? ”

As an old Qin man, Feng Quji's idea of valuing agriculture and suppressing commerce has long been deep-rooted, and he does not believe that there are still countries in this world with businessmen as the main body.

Merchants seek profit, in their hearts, how can such a country prosper for a long time?

"Not bad." Ying Zheng nodded slightly and replied affirmatively.

Feng Quji's eyes still had a hint of disbelief. However, due to the prestige of Yingzheng, he still didn't open his mouth to ask again.

"Lees, would you like this trip to Rome?" Ying Zheng's gaze turned to Li Si again and asked coldly.

Li Si, who had gray hair, stood up tremblingly, bowed his hand and said: "Your Majesty is willing to entrust the ministers with important responsibilities again, and the ministers will not give up!" ”

"Go get ready!" Ying Zheng waved at the three of them, motioning for them to stand down.

The three of them were all stunned, but then they bent down and saluted: "Oh! ”

"Why, it's strange, why did I summon you?" When Feng Quji and Li Si and the others left, Yingzheng slowly walked down the hall, looked at Fusu and asked.

Fusu didn't know how to answer Yingzheng, so he could only bend over, and his attitude became more and more respectful.

"Han Fei, do you also think that I will transfer you to the Western Regions?" Ying Zheng chuckled and asked again.

Fusu was shocked and nodded, but still didn't speak.

"Would you like to go to Rome?" Ying Zheng looked at Fusu and asked a little cluelessly.

"Yes!" Fusu barely thought about it, and then responded.

A smile appeared on Ying Zheng's face again, and he nodded and said, "These days, accompany your queen mother well." I am afraid that it will not be possible to come back without a few years. ”

"Whoa!"