Side hall, candle shadow.

The dim candlelight hit Ying Zheng's face, imprinting his complexion a little hazy.

Fusu entered the side hall and knelt heavily on the ground, as if he didn't see the mess around him at all, and said in a deep voice.

"Son Fusu, I've seen His Majesty Father!"

The voice is sonorous and powerful.

Ying Zheng seemed to be awakened from his contemplation by this sound, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he glanced at Fusu who was kneeling with His Royal Highness.

At this moment, the anger in his heart seemed to have disappeared.

After a moment, Ying Zheng asked softly.

"It's been a day, and you're ready for dinner?"

Fusu was stunned for a moment, but he reacted very quickly and kowtowed.

"Back to my father, it's useless."

"That's right, let's use it with the widow."

From Yingzheng's tone, Fusu couldn't hear a trace of anger, as if the person who threw everything out of the dragon case was not him, but someone else.

"Come on, pass the meal."

Ying Zheng said softly, and a few palace people immediately came in outside, and after bowing, they began to quickly clean up everything on the ground, and their hands and feet were very neat.

"Su'er, come to the apse with the widow."

"No, go and invite your mother first."

"Yes."

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he got up slowly, shook his long sleeves, and went to the apse alone.

Fusu was confused by the sudden change in Yingzheng, and he didn't know what the situation was.

He was already ready to face the storm, and all his rhetoric was ready, but when he saw Yingzheng, the other party didn't mention it at all, what was the purpose?

Although he was puzzled, Fusu still got up quickly and hurriedly went to the backyard to find Zhao Ji.

The apse of Ganquan Palace is also an independent palace, the courtyard is very large, among which there are water pavilions, and the layout is elegant.

At this moment, Zhao Ji was sitting in the gazebo in the garden, her face full of anxiety.

Tian Shuo, the personal palace man, stood aside respectfully, his face calm.

"Lao Tian, you arrange for someone to investigate, I want to know who is going to my Su'er's death."

Zhao Ji looked at Tian Shuo at this moment, with a little coldness in her eyes.

This gaze has been seen by Tian Shuo, but it is not common.

He immediately bowed down and said yes.

At this moment, Fusu came over from the front quickly, and when Zhao Ji saw it, he immediately hid his cold gaze and got up to meet him.

"Su'er, how's that?"

For Fusu, the adopted son, Zhao Ji is very concerned.

She has no heirs herself, Fusu is the eldest son of Yingzheng, and she is also her biggest reliance in this Great Qin harem.

If there is no Fusu, and there is no mercy of Yingzheng, where is there a place for her to live in this big palace.

"My son thinks it's a little strange."

With doubts, Fusu told everything that had just happened, and Zhao Ji, who listened to it, was also confused.

"Your Majesty really didn't ask you anything? Just say you want to eat? ”

"Well, that's what happened to my father, and he didn't get angry, let alone say anything."

In Fusu's memory, Yingzheng has never been like this.

He is the first emperor of the ages, in a fit of anger, thousands of miles away, who can make Yingzheng hold his anger in his heart?

But what is his intention in doing this now?

"Don't worry about it for now, go and have dinner with your father, you will say these things again, and dispel the doubts in your father's heart."

"As long as your father doesn't doubt you, no matter what others say, it's useless."

Zhao Ji felt a little relieved, felt that Yingzheng licked the calf deeply, remembered all the good things about Fusu, and didn't want to be harsh when he opened his mouth.

"That's for the best."

Fusu nodded, but he still felt that something was not quite right.

The apse is the place where Zhao Ji sleeps every day.

The building of the palace is not large, at most only half the area of the front hall, but the interior layout is elegant and warm, and there is no cold and solemn feeling like the front hall.

When Fusu and Zhao Ji arrived, Yingzheng was leaning on the soft collapse and reading the book in his hand.

In the middle of the apse, the three tables have already placed food.

"Erchen has seen his father."

"I've seen Your Majesty."

"Well, here we are."

Ying Zheng squinted at the two of them, put the book aside casually, and got up.

"Let's eat."

He was like this, even Zhao Ji was a little surprised.

In her impression, as long as Yingzheng is angry, he must be released, and nothing like this has ever happened.

She turned her head and glanced at Fusu, who was also strange in her heart.

Ying Zheng sat in the first place by himself, and the palace maid behind him immediately stepped forward, filled his wine bottle, and then stood in place, respectfully serving.

Fu Su sat down, and Zhao Ji took a few steps forward, took the wine jug from the palace maid's hand, waved her hand gently, and the palace maid stepped back in a friendly manner.

"Your Majesty is also tired for a day, and now the concubines are in full swing when they see the dining room, and your Majesty's appetite is great."

"You try this, the concubine heard that a new cook came to the dining room, and he has a bit of ability, this should be his craft."

Zhao Ji smiled with a smile on her face, took a piece of fried meat with chopsticks, and put it on Yingzheng's plate.

Ying Zheng didn't eat, but picked up the wine bottle and drank it all.

After drinking, he looked at Fusu on the side and chuckled.

"Su'er, do you know everything about today?"

Fusu was stunned when he heard this, and his heart immediately understood.

Everything is not over, but has just begun, and this dinner is probably not so delicious.

"I don't know what my father asked?"

Fusu asked knowingly.

"If the father is talking about the son's underground palace, then the son already knows everything."

"Oh?"

Ying Zheng asked again with a smile on his face.

"I don't even know about the construction of the underground palace, but Li Si knows, aren't you surprised?"

"Back to my father, when my son built the underground palace, he used the craftsmen in the palace, and he did not deliberately hide it, and the prime minister knew about it, so it was a matter of course."

Fusu replied cleanly, without any mud and water, and without any concealment.

"Then do you know that you are collecting fields and building elegant gardens outside, thinking that outsiders don't know, but most of the transactions you have collected are also investigated by Li Si, and I know that you are the person behind the scenes."

"Do you know about this?"

Fusu was stunned in his heart, and said secretly: Li Si, this old fox, fuck it.

However, his face remained silent and said softly.

"The son has a clear conscience in doing things, the prime minister has the responsibility of supervising hundreds of officials, and although he is the eldest son of his father, he is also among the hundred officials, and the prime minister has the right to supervise."

Hmph, old fox, play yin with me, I won't play you to death?

After Fusu finished speaking, there was a wave of slander in his heart, and there was no wave on his face, as if nothing had happened.

"The people of the clan said that you collected the records of hundreds of officials, and you intended to use them as a hostage to blackmail them, and you also know it in your heart?"

Hearing this, not only Fusu, but also Zhao Ji behind him panicked.

"Father, son......"

"Okay, don't say."

Ying Zheng waved his hand at this moment and said.

"Tomorrow, above the court, you go and explain to the officials."

Ying Zheng picked up the wine bottle again, but his eyes looked at Fusu like an eagle falcon.

"Which is right and which is wrong, the court can witness."