Except for the two of them, including His Majesty and the Emperor's eldest grandson, everyone looked relaxed, and they didn't seem to take this seriously?

Even the black manager on the side didn't feel the slightest nervousness, and even nodded at himself quite friendly. Meng Wu and Wang Jian were suddenly a little confused......

I almost suspected that I was in the wrong place.

But at this time, it was not good to stand up and inquire rashly, so I could only hold back my wonder and drink tea there. Fortunately, it was not only the two of them who were also stunned, but also Zong Zhengying, who had just arrived in a hurry.

Ying Li was also very confused.

What's the situation?

What about the imaginary tension and heavy atmosphere?

How about getting together to make tea and enjoy tea?

However, he quietly glanced at Wang Jian and Meng Wu, who were also sitting there as if they were all right, and as soon as his heart moved, he walked up to the First Emperor with his usual face and bowed meticulously.

"The old minister has seen His Majesty, and he has seen His Royal Highness the Emperor's eldest grandson......"

"Uncle Huang doesn't need to be polite—"

The First Emperor smiled and got up, stretching out his hand to help. Zhao Ying stepped forward in person, helped Ying Li to sit down, and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Ying Li.

"This is the new tea that the younger generation made when they were in Jiangnan, and it is quite different from ordinary tea, you might as well try it, if you think it's okay, I'll send you some ...... in the past."

Only then did Ying Department notice that the tea soup in front of him was different from usual, looking clear and translucent, smelling with a bitter ironing fragrance, he couldn't help frowning slightly, smiled and took a sip, and praised it for a long time.

"Although it is lighter to drink, it is sweet in the mouth and fragrant on the lips and teeth, which is quite suitable for us elderly people......"

Ying Li sat there, gossiping, just like coming here today, just to find the first emperor to casually string a door, not saying a word about the purpose of coming today, the first emperor also nodded in agreement.

"I also think this tea is quite interesting—"

The two of them were there, talking seriously about the new tea fried by Zhao Ying, but Zhao Ying was also there to tell everyone with great interest, the timing of the picking of this new tea, the process of frying, and even some details that need to be paid attention to.

It made Meng Wu feel even more weird.

It's been rumored to be out there.

At the end of the morning, outside the palace gate, the sound of the horse's hooves of the messenger captain was almost uninterrupted, didn't you react at all?

This feeling of wonder lasted until the sound of hurried footsteps was heard outside.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son, Fusu, has come from Shangjun and is outside the palace gate, asking for an audience-"

Only then did the First Emperor put away his smile and nodded slightly.

"Let him in—"

Although the First Emperor's tone was light and light, it fell on everyone's ears, whether it was Yingli or Wang Jian and Meng Wu, they couldn't help but burst out of their hearts, their hearts instantly tensed, and they subconsciously looked outside the main hall.

Everyone knows that the most nervous time has come.

"Erchen Fusu has seen Your Majesty, please give Your Majesty a greeting-"

At this time, it was noon, and the sun was shining behind Fusu, making his figure look bigger and taller.

Looking at Fusu, who was calm and walked in from the outside like a Zhilan jade tree, even Zhao Ying couldn't help but secretly cheer for his father's demeanor in his heart.

The First Emperor's gaze sank, staring at the eldest son, who was obviously a little darker and thinner, and his voice was calm, and he couldn't hear any joy or anger.

"You are not in Shangjun to overseer the army, why did you suddenly return to Xianyang......

Hearing the First Emperor ask about this, Fusu solemnly took out a book from his arms, and then bowed down.

"The sons and daughters are here to calm the world's discussions, and I implore Your Majesty to canonize the emperor's grandson as soon as possible, so as to uphold the country and calm the hearts of the people in the world——"

Fusu's voice was soothing and clear.

"The emperor's eldest grandson, heroic and decisive, benevolent and filial piety, the world is in the heart, it is appropriate to be the foundation of the country, and if it is not established, the world will be uneasy."

As soon as Fusu said this, the hall couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Ying Li, Wang Jian and Meng Wu couldn't help but open their mouths wide.

Even if Zhao Ying had made countless speculations and made all kinds of plans in his heart, he didn't expect that his cheap father would directly push himself!

Moreover, there was not even a little wind in advance.

At this time, looking at Fusu's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

To be honest, what feelings can he have for Fusu's father, a traverser? The previous care for Fusu, and even the perseverance in writing letters and communicating later, was not so much the relationship between father and son, but because of the need, which had to be maintained.

Even, many of his behaviors have a bit of deliberate management.

In front of the first emperor, he wants to maintain the image of a good son, in front of the world, he must maintain the image of a good son, although in this era, the Confucian benevolence and morality are not very popular in the world, but the principle of filial piety, is not only Confucianism valued?

It has long become a moral identity that is deeply rooted in everyone's bones.

Don't look at the first emperor's treatment of Fusu, the eldest son, the nose is not the nose, and the eyes are not the eyes, but if Zhao Ying, who is a son, really behaves mean and unkind to Fusu's father, ruthless and unjust, can the first emperor really have no guilt and continue to treat him as a good grandson?

Who doesn't want their child to be a filial and sensible child!

What's more, from the very beginning, Zhao Ying regarded Fusu as his last retreat.

As long as Fusu is there, he can stabilize the hundreds of thousands of troops in Shangjun, even if history is still inexorably moving towards the collapse of the empire, he can also have one more road, and he can have a little more confidence to compete with Liu Bang and Xiang Yu.

At the very least, it can give yourself a chance to survive.

But Fusu, today he stood up so recklessly, in front of everyone, asked him to appoint the eldest grandson of the emperor as the imperial grandson, and directly gave him, and the first emperor cleared the last obstacle to canonizing him!

Fusu's hand was obviously beyond the expectations of the First Emperor.

Looking at his son with a calm and resolute gaze, the First Emperor couldn't help but nod slightly, and a faint smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

He looked away, looked around left and right, and looked at Ying Li, Wang Jian and the others.

"What do you think?"

Yingli and Wang Jian and the others couldn't help but glance at each other, and at this time, they didn't understand the first emperor's intentions, and immediately got up.

"The old minister seconded the proposal, please establish the emperor's grandson!"

It seems to be a haze for many days, swept away.

The First Emperor only felt that he was in a good mood and said in a deep voice.

"Since this is the case, then according to the request of the ministers, we will gather the ministers on a certain day to discuss the establishment of the emperor's grandson!"

As soon as this news came out, the world suddenly shook!

PS: Although this chapter is short, it has burned countless brain cells, and I have changed it countless times since I wrote it in the morning, and countless pictures have appeared in my mind, but when I write it, I always feel dry and unsatisfactory, so let's do it first. (End of chapter)