On the New Year of the third year of the emperor, there was no emperor in Yongcheng to worship the sky, only the queen of the prison country went to the high platform.

The people of Yongcheng had some doubts in their hearts, why His Majesty didn't come back on the first day of October, and he still had to patrol outside.

But soon, the sound of bells and drums ringing in the streets made them forget about it for a while. Later, the distribution of meat from the three animals made them completely forget that the first emperor had not arrived.

"Father, didn't Chang'anjun come last year?"

The boy named Qiong had a good impression of the uncle who jumped and jumped on the high platform during the wax festival last year, and he thought it was much more interesting than the elders who called him the uncle who sat on His Majesty.

What is Your Majesty reading, I don't understand it at all, although Chang'anjun is also very boring when he reads it, it is very interesting to jump around.

"That madman has been taken away by God."

The man who had been working for another year in the face of the loess and was one year old was stunned for a moment before he said.

If his son hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten who Chang Anjun was.

Eating, drinking, wearing, and using, occupying all his thoughts, where can he use his brain to remember Chang Anjun.

The New Year without the First Emperor is still happy, and the doors on the street are still full of gloom and gods, and the two door gods will never be poor and love rich, they are the same guardian, or not guard.

October 24, frost falls, the last solar term of autumn.

The weather is getting colder and frost is starting to appear.

The ministers who learned of the death of the First Emperor were in full swing at home, and there was no chill at all.

They are preparing for the future, betting and seizing the opportunity between Chang'anjun and the crown prince.

But it didn't take long for the chill of the northwest to howl along the northwest wind, blowing frost all over their window lattices and hearts.

Xianyang does not know the cold in winter, and Chang'an kills chickens with a slaughtering knife. suppressed Mengtian, insulted the prince, and the ministers trembled for the New Year.

November 8th, the beginning of winter, the beginning of winter.

Qiong's memory is very interesting, and Chang'anjun is as fun as those performers.

The people have long forgotten in their hearts, and only when they mention disrespecting heaven and earth, they may think of the madman Chang Anjun.

Some Qin ministers trembled and were famously frightened, and some Qin ministers looked forward to his return to Chang'anjun.

To Xianyang, enter Xianyang Palace, enter Xianyang Palace.

Ascended the throne as emperor, Great Qin Empire, Qin II.

On the throne, there was no enthronement ceremony, and there was a lack of a grand ceremony to sit on it.

He wore a black crown embroidered with a lifelike bird, an unexpectedly fitting garment that symbolized royal power, and was cut by Empress Ah Fang to his measurements last year.

Putting his hand on his chest and touching the head of the Xuanniao, Yingcheng was a little distracted.

When he was six years old, his grandfather Yingji ignored the laws and regulations of the Qin State and customized a small crown dress for him, which was no different from the one he wore except for the size.

His soul is thirty years old, and he is happier than a six-year-old child on the outside, and no man can refuse the temptation of supreme power.

Yingji smiled and said to him:

"The widow is so beautiful."

Ying Cheng walked towards the outside of the palace with an extremely arrogant pace.

The soul and body are one, inseparable, and mutually influential.

Man is definitely not a creature in which the soul unilaterally and overwhelmingly dominates.

The most intuitive example of the body influencing the soul is to lead the former to become a demon, and to lead the latter to become a Buddha.

A mature soul will make him feel that some things are childish and ridiculous, and his immature body will make him do some childish and ridiculous things from time to time.

Yingji stopped him, a rare hesitant expression appeared on his face, and finally said with a smile:

"Don't run too far."

Ying Chengcheng waved his hand like an old cadre.

Wearing this small crown robe, he ran through two palaces in the palace, and showed the singing bird on his chest to every palace maid and eunuch who came to him.

And then......

Ying Chengcheng's palms formed into a fist, and the head of the Xuanniao who raised his neck and chirped was clenched into a lump, and he could no longer scream.

He closed his eyes in pain, his teeth gritting.

Then, the eunuchs and palace maids who had seen him dressed died.

He had been in Xianyang Palace for three years, and he had seen more dead people than he had seen in his previous life in thirty years.

Sit on the throne, hold the king's power, be the king, and take it by life and death.

Thirty years of moral standards and three views of the concept have been shattered in three years.

My heart hurts a little.

He leaned back, leaning back on the uncomfortable throne and closing his eyes.

He wanted to take a break.

Yesterday, he had just experienced an assassination in Yongcheng, and when he entered Xianyang City, he was found by the imperial sister-in-law.

The first time Ah Fang and Mi Chu saw him, they asked about the whereabouts of the First Emperor.

That's a normal reaction.

Like Zhao Ji, he came up and said something that he didn't have, and there was a problem at first glance.

In the face of the respected imperial sister-in-law and doting sister, of course he would not cover up for that stupid brother, and simply expose the fact that the first emperor was not dead.

The second daughter didn't have much hope that the first emperor was still alive, and there was no precedent for the king to fake his death since ancient times, what is the picture?

After receiving a conclusive reply from Ying Chengcheng, the indecisive Ah Fang handed over power overnight, leaving no authority at all, and giving it all to Ying Chengcheng.

Ying Chengcheng watched it for half an hour just by looking at those recent concertos, and he only roughly skimmed it without looking at it carefully.

I haven't finished reading it, and there are still most of the palace's recitals in Zhangtai Palace.

In addition, the trial crown clothes, the crown of the sky, the handover of the jade seal of the country, and the top leaders of various departments in the palace.

Temple Room, Cook, Lang Guan, Imperial Doctor's Office...... It's been more than an hour to pound these things.

This night, Ying Chengcheng is like a tireless machine doing this and that, and there is always something to do.

In winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

The sky was not yet clear, and it was finally possible to hear Ah Fang say the follow-up sentence that was not in a hurry Ying Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to rest.

"Uncle, it's time to go to court."

"On what court?"

"In the early dynasty, Ah Fang has informed the ministers that they will come to Xianyang Hall to meet the new monarch."

"No, there's such a hurry? Sister-in-law, what are you doing in such a hurry? The emperor is not in a hurry to eunuchs...... Is the emperor's sister-in-law in a hurry? ”

"I handed over the Qin State to you in front of the ministers, and then I went to Yongcheng with Mi Chu."

The impatient light in Ah Fang and Mi Chu's eyes is that the blind have to be blind again.

Ying Cheng opened his mouth, but the dog food was too full to close.

Okay, okay, let's play like this, you guys stay and fly, leave me to work, okay?

So what else can be said? Up.

Xianyang Palace, sitting in the hall, densely packed with hundreds of Great Qin courtiers looked at each other.

Chang'anjun, no, Your Majesty! Is this asleep?

Ying Cheng closed his eyes in a daze, and suddenly a familiar and unfamiliar voice sounded in his ears.

"The widow is so beautiful."

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PS: Weak for a monthly pass, it's the end of the month, and there will be an update later! Please, readers!

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