Ying Zheng obviously didn't expect the eldest son to ask this question, and he was distracted for a long time with an empty teacup.

If it weren't for the eldest son's inquiry, he really hadn't thought about it.

It was his own thing that made his brother king, but his brother's words and deeds of wax sacrifice were not what he wanted. It seems that the vertical man has not changed when he becomes the king, and he is still so naïve.

On the day of the wax sacrifice, if it weren't for Guiguzi's old immortal block, he really wanted to live out the second life.

Regret, or no regret.

The two-word answer made the emperor of the ages frown, even more entangled than the night when Wang Jian led an army of 600,000 to attack Chu.

Eventually, he snorted inwardly.

Just over a month, what can you see? He had to look at it for a while before he could come up with an answer.

In the first month of the Shang Dynasty's reform, it triggered riots among the major nobles of the Qin State. If Qin Xiaogong stopped changing the law because of a temporary chaos, how could there be the current Great Qin Empire?

Time will tell, and we'll see!

"It's too early to say that.

"It won't be until at least two years later, and I won't regret it later, it's just ......"

Ying Zheng was a little stunned, and showed a wry smile in front of his eldest son for the first time.

The prince of Daqin didn't feel that his father fell from the altar and lost his majesty, but only felt that his father was closer to him.

He slowed down his tone, hoping to slow down his father's mood, and said softly:

"Just what?"

"It's just that judging from what your uncle is doing now, you should not be able to sit for two years as Qin II, and you will be Qin III."

Ying Fusu took the teacup from his father's hand and placed it on the table.

Fusu thought the same.

"The uncle acted perversely and did not do anything, which caused Xianyang to be dissatisfied, and the son received more honest submissions than the heavy snow under Yongcheng.

That's why Fusu thought that his father's appearance at this time was the desire of the people and the wish of his uncle. My father is willing to be in politics and my uncle is unwilling to be a director, so why bother to do things and hate each other. ”

Ying Fusu secretly returned to see his father this time, and invited his uncle to use Yongcheng together, but his uncle refused.

Uncle told him, it's okay to see his eldest nephew, and your vertical son and father will be spared, I don't know, who is called Yingzheng?

If it weren't for such a trip, Ying Fusu wouldn't have known that the two brothers were now in conflict and had reached a point where they couldn't see each other.

"So you're still tender, like a vegetable sprout that has just grown, you only know that the soil contains nutrients, and you don't know that there is more power in it, what is the temperature of this house?"

Ying Fusu, who was wearing only a single shirt, pointed to the fur fur that had long been taken off the ground.

"That's enough."

Yingzheng is deeply bitter.

"In the past, only Xianyang Palace, Chang'an Junfu, Mengfu and other high-ranking families could enjoy such warmth in winter, not afraid of the cold wind, drinking wine and enjoying the snow. Your uncle is in charge, and the counties in Guanzhong have been able to resist the north wind overnight.

"Last year, he only distributed it in Xianyang, and told me that there was not much honeycomb coal, not enough for the military, and it was difficult to store. I thought that this was the case, so I relied on him, and he went door to door to give it to the head of Qian.

"But now you have also seen that there are so many of these things, almost endless ears, why can't they be used in the military? Do you know that those Mo family protégés have already developed flying objects that can be powered by flames?"

Some of the excited words stopped, as if a raging flood had met a built by the Nine Heavens of Rest.

"Father?"

Ying Fusu didn't know why his father wanted to speak and stopped.

"I can't tell you about this, you are not a king yet."

Ying Zheng struggled inwardly for a moment, and said calmly:

"You just remember that the honeycomb coal market is what your uncle wants, and if it is still your father and the emperor, this matter must not appear.

"Let's just look at it, the Qin State before you ascended the throne will not be quiet. Your uncle has so many things to do that the world is dazzled and dizzy. ”

Is there anything else in the Qin State that I, the prince, can't know?

Ying Fusu was still immersed in the surprise of being hidden.

Since he went to the northwest, all the sealed bamboo slips of the Great Qin Empire, as long as he wanted, the First Emperor gave them.

In terms of his right to know, he is infinitely equivalent to the First Emperor, and he, the prince of Great Qin, is the most powerful among the princes of the Qin State in all dynasties.

He thought that Qin Guo had long been like a beautiful woman in the balcony without clothes, and he was defenseless against him.

Today he learned that the beauty still has some reservations.

"Fusu thinks otherwise."

The prince didn't ask, he knew that since his father said that he couldn't tell him, he would definitely not say it, so he suppressed the strange thoughts in his heart and shook his head.

"If my uncle really wanted to be big, he wouldn't want me to go south. Father may not know that Fusu's trip was instructed by his uncle to confirm his narrow-mindedness. ”

Ying Zheng was not angry for his son shaking his head, but was relieved that Ying Fu Su could think independently and have firm beliefs.

A qualified king may not be the best in intelligence, because there are countless capable ministers who will provide the king with ideas.

However, it is necessary to have your own opinions and strong judgment.

Among the countless paths that can be given by the ministers, find the one that is most suitable for the growth of the Great Qin Empire.

"In the past, Zhang Yi was powerful, and he proposed to replace Zhou in the court, and ordered the world in the name of the royal road. The little-known Sima Cuo proposed that he should be under the chin Shu and occupy the country of abundance where grain and grass are not counted. The courtiers praised Zhang Yi's opinion, and there were very few people who supported Sima Cuo.

However, King Huixian was not blinded by Zhang Yi's reputation and achievements, and knew that a strong national strength was the last word. Zhou has the name of the Son of Heaven, and the princes really regard him as the Son of Heaven? Qin replaced Zhou, and the best result was just a vain name.

"In the past, you had soft ears, you believed what others said, and you didn't think from the thing itself, I have always been very worried that you would stand up for those ministers who are like wolves and tigers. Now, I'm not worried. Think hard and think more, so as to make fewer mistakes.

"It is not surprising that your judgment of your uncle is based on what you know, and it is the same as that of your father. There are some things that my father cannot tell you, but although no one has informed me of your trip, I knew that you would have this fate when your uncle did not want you to return. ”

Ying Fusu sat upright and said sincerely:

"What the son said was from a discussion with Han Zi and other ministers, not one person's thoughts. The son really didn't know what was wrong, so he asked his father to teach him and choose what he could say to tell his son. ”

"Although Han Fei is a royal family, it is difficult for a small country to have an atmosphere, this is the problem of the Korean royal family, and it is not his own fault. Tell your father first what you think your uncle is trying to do without you going to mourn. ”

"My uncle succeeded to the throne, although it was right, but the cause of my father's death was too strange, and there was still the prince Fusu, so there would be doubts in some people anyway. In the eyes of others, my uncle did not want me to go back to the capital for mourning, because he was afraid that I would take advantage of this reason to lead the northwest army south and seize the throne. The letter transcribed by Han Zi spread all over Xianyang, which is the best proof that what we think is correct. My uncle deliberately wanted to make a name for me. I said that I came back alone, but my uncle still refused as an emperor, and the words timid and narrow-minded couldn't run away. Uncle still wants me."

Ying Zheng opened his mouth softly to cut off.

"Your uncle is going to stop you from being a hundred miles away from Yongcheng to add another fire to this already hot and dry Great Qin."

"Is this a plot between my father and my uncle?"

Ying Fusu was a little surprised today.

He remembered very well that at the end of the letter his uncle gave him, the words "After reading, it will be burned, only you and I know", so he thought that his father did not know.

"Your uncle can't even see me, how can he conspire with me? It's just that I know a lot about your uncle. Cooking oil on fire, your uncle used to do this. In order to kill fewer people, he will be arrogant all the way south. will also kill more people at the expense of fame.

"From the beginning to the end, the people who should be killed in the eyes of your uncle are not the same people who should be killed in my eyes. In terms of cruelty, your uncle is ten times more than his father. Those courtiers who drowned in Xianyang Prison were convicted for their words, and it was obvious that they killed a few Qiantou and occupied some good land.

"I have known these things for a long time, and before the building was demolished, I knew the secrets of nine out of ten aristocratic men in Xianyang. It's just that I don't care, as long as they can do their job well, their contribution to Daqin is greater than the wrong things they have done. Your uncle, heh, he wants to kill them all.

"What your uncle wants to do is to benefit the people and hate the nobles, and the contradictions between him and the nobles are irreconcilable, thousands of times more fierce than when Shang Ying acted. He will have a complete purge based on his likes and dislikes. What is handed over to you is a Qin State that I want to see but dare not see. ”

I want to see it, the blueprint that Ying Chengcheng drew for him is really beautiful.

I didn't dare to look at it, he couldn't believe that his erected brother could really succeed.

This world has been the world of nobles since ancient times!

Absolutely all the nobles, maybe?

Ying Fusu swallowed.

"Then my uncle has been sitting on the throne, okay? Why do you have to push me up? Uncle, he's afraid of the nobles? Didn't my father say that my uncle was going to kill him cleanly? ”

Ying Zheng sneered.

"That shaft was originally afraid, but I forced him on the throne, and it was useless for him to be afraid! He can only go all the way unless he gives up on his dream. As for why he has to come up, heh, he's lazy. After he did what he wanted to do, where was he willing to stay on the throne. ”

"Han Zi said, my uncle is leaving a way out for me to build momentum, in case the trouble can't end, the hearts of the Great Qin people will be scattered, and I can show up to succeed to the throne and turn the tide."

"It doesn't matter if you stay behind or if you're lazy, there's only one result. Let's see, your uncle has just started singing this scene......"

The prince of Great Qin led a hundred horsemen from Shangjun to the south, but was stopped in the county seat a hundred miles away from Yongcheng.

The person who intercepted him rode on a horse and hung his son, living like a ruffian rather than a commander, it was Liu Bang, who had insulted the prince in public.

This fine iron armor could not hide the rogue appearance, and the newly promoted Great Qin General rode forward, and sneered:

"The prince and the dog are not allowed to enter the country."

The prince of Great Qin was so angry that he raised his spear and advanced.

Fortunately, he was stopped by his own soldiers and coerced back into the camp.

The soldiers could see clearly, and the 10,000 horses on the opposite side were all haunted by murderous aura, and the hands holding the blades were clenched tightly.

This is the face of fighting at the mercy of orders.

"Liu Bang child! You're going to kill the prince! ”

The soldiers shouted at Liu Bang, who was rushing forward on horseback, and the sound was so loud that it could be heard in the county town and the capital of Guizhou within two miles of the city gate.

Liu Bang hated Le Ma, and watched the hundred horses go to the northwest.

The prince turned back halfway to the south, and encountered dozens of assassinations in the middle.

Soon, the news reached Xianyang, and the court was shocked.

Although the person who did this was General Liu Bang, without His Majesty's instructions, where could Liu Bang receive 10,000 people when it was not a war?

Their life in Xianyang is in dire straits, for fear of being suddenly caught and drowned in Xianyang Prison, and they have always hoped that the benevolent and righteous prince can set things right.

And now, their only hope was almost extinguished by the vicious Qin II!

You don't want to quell the rebellion of the Six Kingdoms, you want to pacify the crown prince and sit firmly on your throne as emperor, so that when we are drowned, no one will speak up for us, right?

The ministers were in a hurry.

On December 13, the morning court, which had not been held for more than a month, was held.

This is the first time that the Qin State has to hold a great court meeting because of the joint performance of the ministers.

Every previous great court meeting was convened by King Qin on his own initiative.

The ministers got up early in the morning, and before dawn, they rushed to the Xianyang Palace in the dark and entered the Xianyang Palace.

They waited and waited, waited and waited, and almost an hour passed, but there was still no trace of Yingcheng on the throne.

They came out at five o'clock in the morning, and their hungry chests were pressed against their backs, and the charcoal in the Xianyang Hall was not lit for some reason, only the candles were bright.

They were cold and hungry, and they were very uncomfortable.

But they gritted their teeth and didn't complain, they knew that this must be intentional by the vicious Qin II, in order to make them retreat.

But there is no way back for them.

If they do not speak for the prince today, who will speak for them in the future?

The sun was shining, and many Qin ministers were hungry and dazed, and Qin II was late with a yawn.

Sitting on the throne, without a crown robe, wrapped in a snow-white fox coat, Yingcheng Cheng's hair was scattered, and he looked like he had just woken up.

"Last night, I corrected the Zhugong's recital until Yin, and I came to the court meeting after a short rest, won't the princes blame me? I thought that I couldn't blame me for this, who let the princes play too much? ”

Most of the ministers are from the time of Yin, and at this time, they all hate the root of their teeth.

Most of their recent recitals are to participate in Liu Bang, or to complain about the ministers who died in vain, or to resign, or to invite a court meeting.

Which King of Qin would dislike the many chapters? How could the Qin State, which fell out of the Ming monarchs of the past dynasties, come out with such a vertical son!

Have you ever approved a copy of that piece? The jade seals of the country have been sent to Jiang Shang!

Don't want us to talk, no way!

"Why is it so cold in this temple? Why didn't anyone add charcoal to the princes! ”

Ying Cheng roared.

The eunuch standing beside him bowed.

"Back to Your Majesty, the charcoal has run out."

Ying Cheng slapped his forehead.

"Oh yes, I've been so diligent about state affairs that I've forgotten about it. Don't be angry, I don't have charcoal when I sleep, and I get up with snot every day. ”

An old minister stood up tremblingly, his face was pale, and he pointed at Ying Chengcheng tremblingly.

"How dare Your Majesty insult us like this? Every household in Xianyang has honeycomb coal, and every household is warm. There is no charcoal in the palace, so don't you even care about honeycomb coal? ”

Ying Cheng grinned, but the eunuch beside him only felt cold.

"How can I use such a lowly thing as honeycomb coal for the use of the noble princes? Those Qiantou, where are they worthy of being compared with the princes? ”

(End of chapter)