Xianyang Palace, Xianyang Palace, is when the ministers gather.

The first emperor was in power, sitting high on the throne of the nine-foot platform.

Zhao Gao's black eunuch uniform is on the left side, and Gai Nie's white clothes are on the right side.

On the top of the main hall, all the courtiers sat dignifiedly.

Maybe it's because the First Emperor arrived early this time and watched from the high platform.

Except for a few old ministers who were hunchbacked, the backs of the ministers were straight.

On the surface, this meeting seems to be no different from previous court meetings.

But in fact, the courtiers who are the world's first-rate talents in the court know that this court meeting is very different.

……

Snore~

Snore~

The earth-shattering snoring sound sounded in the Xianyang Palace, and the ministers' eyes looked in the direction of the sound source intentionally or unintentionally.

There was a person lying in the position of the eldest son, Ying Fusu, who should not have appeared at this court meeting, Chang'an Jun Ying.

There are two layers of tiger skins on the ground, all of which are in excellent condition.

Ying Cheng put his own pillow under his head, and lay down on the tiger skin and fell asleep.

The ministers looked at the pillow under the animal skin under Ying Cheng's body, and the corners of their eyes twitched.

You're going to sleep and you're going to have experience, aren't you?

I didn't sleep comfortably last time, but I brought all the bedding and pillows this time?

Didn't wake up? Is it not good to sleep in the house?

The highest-level meeting of the Qin State, how many people are fighting for stepping in, but you want to sleep here!

But Ying Zheng on the nine-foot-high platform didn't speak, and listened quietly, and no one spoke among the ministers.

Moreover, compared with the topics to be carried out at this court meeting, the ministers really don't want to focus on Ying Chengcheng.

If the sub-feudal can be formulated today, more than half of the Qin ministers present will receive fiefs.

Five hundred years later, those who can replace Qin and command the world must be the descendants of Qin Chen who are present today.

There was a scorching fire burning in each of their eyes, and this flame was called ambition.

The difference is just a little noticeable and a little not.

"Gentlemen." Ying Zheng suddenly said without warning.

These two words even seem a little small under the snoring sound of Ying Chengcheng.

But none of the Qin ministers present had a surprised look, and each of them was ready, just waiting for Ying Zheng to speak.

They all lowered their heads spontaneously, and no one looked directly into Ying Zheng's eyes. But in the eyes under their heads lowered, this time there was no fear in the past.

The world is full of profits.

The world is crowded, all for profit.

When the profit reaches a certain point, then there will be no disadvantage!

"At the last court meeting, what the monarchs said was divided into feudal systems, and I went back to think about it for three days, and I felt that what the monarchs said was indeed reasonable. Today, I want to ask you, how do you divide the eighteen sons under my knees? ”

The clear voice of the first emperor, in the accompaniment of the snoring of Yingcheng, resounded in the Xianyang Palace.

The Qin ministers, who were originally like chicken blood and were ready to talk about the benefits of the feudal system, were all dumbfounded.

This...... What do you mean?

Your Majesty means that he agreed?

So what are we bothering about here?

The left prime minister Kui Xiang and the right prime minister Wang Juan glanced at each other, both of them seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

Wait a minute!

Your Majesty, what kind of routine is this?

The only Marquis of Che in the Qin State, the only Marquis of Wucheng who owns the fiefdom of Wucheng, Wang Qian, has been bowing his head and closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, those eyes opened instantly, and there was a flash of thunder in his eyes!

Your Majesty wants to divide the seal?!

The eyes that had witnessed the destruction of the nations only opened for a moment, and then slowly closed, as if they were still indifferent to this matter.

Wang Ben, who was sitting next to Wang Qian, was overjoyed when he heard what Yingzheng said.

Although the Wang family already had a fief Wucheng, it was the fief of his father, Wang Qian, the Marquis of Wucheng.

He is the Marquis of Wu, but he doesn't have his own fiefdom yet!

Before Wang Ben's face could be filled with joy, a sharp pain came from his wrist under the table, and cold sweat broke out on Wang Ben's face in pain.

"Father?"

"Don't forget what I said last night."

"Yui."

Wang Ben responded.

Last night, Wang Jian only asked Wang Ben one sentence - everything depends on Your Majesty!

Fu Sheng listened to Yingzheng's words and was overjoyed.

To be able not to go against his heart, not to deviate from Confucius, not to tamper with Confucianism, for him, that is a very joyful thing.

Chun Yuyue, who was sitting next to Fu Sheng, was not happy, and he kept writing sorrow on his face.

How sick is the eldest son, and he can't even participate in the court meeting?

Or is it that the eldest son is not sick at all, but something is wrong!

Chun Yuyue didn't care about whether he was divided or not, he saw the situation very thoroughly.

As long as Ying Zheng was still in power, Confucianism could not become the mainstream doctrine.

He only cares about his proud disciple Yingfu Su, as long as he wins and helps Su to do nothing, Confucianism will be invincible.

The ministers had their own ghosts and thoughts, and for a while, no one answered Yingzheng's question.

In the huge Xianyang Palace, only the snoring of Ying Chengcheng is still playing, so that the scene will not be deserted.

"The monarchs seem to be so surprised that I chose the feudal system, so that no one answered my question, could it be that the monarchs have a better plan?"

"The second son is very smart, and in the opinion of the minister, he can be sealed in Qidi." The minister, who earns 800 stones a year, got Wang Juan's eyes, stood up, and arched his hand.

Although Yingzheng's choice was not expected by Wang Juan, Wang Juan was a little stunned for a while.

But in a moment, the right prime minister of the Qin State, who was specialized in internal affairs, immediately had a countermeasure.

The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth!

Follow Your Majesty and see what Your Majesty has to say!

"Yes."

On the nine-foot high platform, Ying Zheng lightly dropped a word.

Wang Xuan, Kui Xiang, Feng Quji, Wei Yi, Li Xin, Yao Jia and others all had shaking eyes.

Can?

Did His Majesty really agree to divide the seal?

The ministers were a little incredulous.

In their eyes, the First Emperor was an extremely assertive emperor, and as long as a decision was made, he would not change it easily, as evidenced by the 18 Qin ministers who died outside the palace due to their advice.

But after thinking about it carefully, the ministers felt that although the choice of the First Emperor was unexpected to them, it was reasonable.

This time, it was all the courtiers of Great Qin who stood on the opposite side of the First Emperor, and no one could confront them, not the Six Kingdoms, nor the First Emperor.

Kui Zhuang knew in his heart that the first emperor should indeed be under the pressure of the ministers and chose the sub-feudal system.

But out of prudence, he still threw a glance at Changshi, who was under his jurisdiction.

You go and tempt again.

Changshi comprehended, got up and admonished: "The third prince is skilled in bows and horses, and he can guard Zhao Di!" The people of Hu in the north protect my rivers and mountains! ”

The First Emperor nodded again.

"Yes."

Now the ministers finally determined that Yingzheng completely chose the sub-feudal system.

Before the joy on their faces was fully revealed, they listened to the First Emperor, who was high above and looked down on the ministers, and said lightly: "Except for the land in Guanzhong, I want to divide the princes under my knees.

The faces of the ministers froze with joy.

Guanzhong must be in the sole hands of His Majesty, and the outside of Guanzhong is divided into princes.

The land is gone, so what shall we divide?