Looking at the deep-eyed and silent First Emperor, Zhao Ying knew that his eldest father's mind was nothing more than that he couldn't let go of the old things of the year, so he stepped forward with a smile and pinched the First Emperor's shoulders appropriately.

"Father, merit is merit, and passing is excessive, besides, Wenxinhou has already become a dry bone in the grave, why are you still obsessed with the back then-there are many talented people in the world, such as carp crossing the river, and those who are good at managing affairs are not only Wenxinhou alone, such as our Qin Zhishang Ying, Qi Zhiguan Zhong, and his ability is probably even higher than that of Wenxinhou......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying's tone became more and more sincere.

"Father, the reason why I mention Wen Xinhou is not only because I cherish his talents and learning, and I don't want the pearl to be dusty, but because I feel sorry for my father, I don't want you to reach your current age, but you are still indulging in old grudges and can't let go of ......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying obviously felt that the attitude of the First Emperor had eased a lot.

"I've heard that if you let others go, you let go of yourself......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Ying said with a smile.

"Father, you are wise and martial, wise and natural, you have the three emperors and the five emperors, you are the first emperor of the ages who must shine in the annals of history, why bother with a dry bone in a tomb - left and right, but your former courtiers, just like the cattle and horses under your command, will you refuse to eat the soup made by a ploughing cow because it has offended you......"

When the First Emperor heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Looking back, looking at Zhao Ying's eyes was a little complicated.

"In the past, I was worried that you were young and vigorous, and after you came up with a temperament, you would ignore it and lose your sense of proportion, but today I learned that I still underestimated you after all, my father, our unicorn, although young, but the mind, has not lost to the father, and has the ability to run the country......"

Speaking of this, the First Emperor stood up and looked at Zhao Ying, who was already half a head taller than him.

"You don't have to pour ecstasy soup into your father, and you don't need to help your father pretend to be wrong, my father, I haven't seen anything in my life, conspiracies, guns and arrows, no matter how fierce the enemy, no matter how thrilling the situation, I have come over, and then after Fen VI, I swept through the six countries, unified the north and the south, and determined the whole world——"

Looking at the First Emperor at this moment, I don't know why, Zhao Ying suddenly thought of a word in his heart.

In exuberant spirits!

Faintly, there is a tendency to look at the world.

"In this life, my father is worthy of his ancestors, the people of the world, and his own heart, it is my merit, I don't need to be humble, it's my fault, and I don't need to hide it. Wen Xinhou's matter, after all, my pattern is small, and I am not as good as you......"

Speaking of this, the First Emperor raised his big hand, patted Zhao Ying's shoulder vigorously, and laughed.

"The eldest father has his own responsibility! Wen Xinhou's matter, what you said makes sense, why should I compete with the dry bones in a mound! I'm right—"

I don't know if it's an illusion, as soon as these words came out, the First Emperor felt as if something had been moved in his heart, and the whole person was much more relaxed.

"I thought to myself, I had long looked down on the things of the past, but I didn't expect to be tossed by you stinky boy, only to find that I still had some nostalgia after all, and I never let go of ......"

Zhao Ying said with a smile.

"Father, you call love and hate—"

"Get out—"

The First Emperor laughed and scolded angrily, raised his leg and wanted to kick, but Zhao Ying's side had already fled to the side with exaggerated movements.

After such a fuss, the first emperor's original thoughts were all scattered in an instant.

……

"Your Majesty is really a blessing, I am the envy of the old slave......"

Outside the main hall, looking at the First Emperor, who couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, Hei, who had always been taciturn, couldn't help but feel a little sour. The First Emperor waved his hand lightly.

"Children, it's just sensible, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning......"

Black:......

Your Majesty, if the corners of your mouth don't rise so high, I will believe it!

……

"Huh, huh, huh—put it down, don't throw it so high......"

The Eldest Prince's Mansion.

In the back garden, Fusu looked at his little daughter, carrying a big stone lock weighing 100 pounds, running all over the field, and while running, he also threw it, and the big stone lock, like a small toy, was thrown up to his daughter, and then took it......

I couldn't help but be frightened, and I didn't dare to go up to stop it, lest if one of them was not good, the stone lock would fall on my head.

But it's rare for Zhao Xi to have Ah Weng to play with him, and he is thinking about showing his unique skills to his own Ah Weng, where is he willing to stop easily, and when he hears Fusu's shout, he is playing more and more energetically.

Fusu: ......

He was worried and afraid to accompany his daughter to Sahuan, when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried footsteps in the distance, and when he looked back, it was Zhao Qi who trotted over.

"Ah Weng, Ah Weng, something happened in the West Courtyard......

Looking at Zhao Qi, who was panting and even his sideburns were a little scattered, Fusu couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Advance and retreat calmly, gentleman's manners, what do you look like when you are so flustered......"

Zhao Qi: ......

Looking at the little sister who was still playing in the yard and holding the stone lock as a toy, her lips moved, and she retorted a little, but after all, she still didn't dare to compare, she only stood down a little aggrievedly, and meticulously sorted out her appearance, and then slowed down her tone.

"Ah Weng, there is a problem on the side of the West Cross Courtyard, it is said that the money shopkeeper in the Rejuvenation Hall just hit the wall again, and this time, the collision seems to be more severe, almost breaking his neck, and even a big bag on his head......"

After Fusu came back, he really didn't know about it, and when he heard it, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Hit the wall again?"

Zhao Qi nodded as a matter of course.

"Well, speaking of which, this money shopkeeper has been bumped into several times during this time, but, fortunately, the eldest brother had the foresight to be afraid that something would happen to them, so he had people carry out a special renovation of the quiet room before, and the furniture in the room did not have any edges and corners, even the walls were covered with a thick layer of plane wood......

Speaking of this, a look of envy flashed in Zhao Qi's eyes.

"Ah Weng, you don't know, the room that the eldest brother decorated, I have seen it in private, it is really excellent, very quiet, and it is definitely a good place to cultivate the mind and study hard......"

Fusu: ......

Is this what I'm asking?

He looked at the second son, who was still there with his eyebrows fluttering to introduce the so-called quiet room in the West Cross Courtyard, and couldn't help frowning even deeper.

"What's going on with the quiet room, why is the money shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall in our house, why did he hit the wall......

Zhao Qi scratched his head at this time.

"I heard the eldest brother say that it is a place for people to calm down and reflect on their own bodies - before, even Mr. Xiaoyaosheng in our house, the famous chief swordsman Gai Nie, and Zhang Liang, the Chefu Ling who used to serve as the eldest brother's side of the house, have all lived in it......"

Fusu heard that someone hit the wall at home and wanted to commit suicide, and he thought that his eldest son secretly made a prison cell at home that was happy to torture people, and now, listening to his youngest son's "explanation", Fusu suddenly felt relieved.

Even the close ministers around his own family and children have lived in it, so it obviously won't be a bad place!

Then since there is no problem with the self-owned family and the ashram, then if there is a problem, it must be the person who hits the wall.

"What the hell is going on with that money shopkeeper, Huichun Hall, how do I sound like a medical hall, how could I think of committing suicide in the house......

"The eldest brother has repeatedly warned that no one in the house is allowed to disturb the cross-courtyard for no reason, but I have heard the eldest brother say that the money shopkeeper who lives in the quiet room of the West Cross-Courtyard has been selected as the medical officer of the eldest father, and his medical skills are extremely high, and he can't bear to see that what he has learned is wasted, and he is ready to let him write and speak in it with peace of mind, for the benefit of future generations......"

After listening to this, Fusu couldn't help but nod again and again.

"Good! You should learn from your eldest brother, and always remember to care for the head of the Qian, and take it as your own thought to benefit the common people in the world......"

Speaking of this, he handed Zhao Xi, who was having a good time, to the maid who was waiting beside him, and walked towards the west courtyard.

Although I don't know why the money shopkeeper of the Rejuvenation Hall can't think about it, but since he is a rare talent, his own family has high hopes for him.

By the time Fusu walked to the West Cross Courtyard, Qian Miaoren had already woken up.

That ashram has already undergone targeted transformation, where can he be so easily killed, not to mention, in the current eldest son's mansion, there are medical officers in the palace waiting for twelve hours a day, even if he wants to die, it is not easy.

Now he was lying on the bed, his eyes glazed over, staring boredly at the curtain above his head.

Even the pain that came from time to time in his head, he was not in the mood to take care of it, when he first lived in, he never thought that the seemingly quiet and simple quiet room would be so terrible.

It was so absolute silence that it almost drove people crazy!

If it weren't for the daily food that came in, as well as pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, which allowed him to write, he felt that he would have become a madman long ago. Therefore, a few days ago, he was still stiffening his neck, shouting, rich and noble cannot be lewd, poor and lowly cannot be moved, mighty and unyielding, and his own money, even if he dies of thirst and starvation, and dies in the house, he will never succumb to the obscenity of the emperor's eldest grandson, go to write a book, and deliver his life's work to the enemy in such a humiliating manner.

As a result, only seven or eight days have passed, and he has the law of true fragrance.

Every day, I look forward to the stars and the moon and hope that I can send the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in as soon as possible, but if it is sent a little later, he can't help but be restless. I have to say that the effect of meditation in this quiet room is really good, people are locked in it, and the efficiency of writing books and speaking is terrifying.

In dozens of days, a medical book of a very high level was freshly baked.

Then, he had nothing to do......

Nothing to do!

He would never have thought that he would one day want to die because he was idle.

Later, he really wanted to die.

Hit the wall a few times -

Didn't work out.

He wanted to ask to see the emperor's eldest grandson—

But during this time, Zhao Ying was so busy flying, where did he have the kung fu to care about the remnants of the Six Kingdoms who tried to sneak into the Taiyi Pavilion and attack his eldest father?

So, that's it again today.

However, it's actually pretty good --

Although I have a splitting headache and my neck is fixed with a clamp, at least I came out of that ghost place, at least I can see people, hear sounds, and see colors!

That's great!

But he was not in the mood to deal with others, just stared at the curtain above his head in a daze, and his whole thinking was a little sluggish.

It wasn't until I heard the sound of unhurried footsteps outside and the sound of neat and respectful greetings that I suddenly woke up.

"Eldest son!"

It is the eldest son of Daqin, who is as gentle as jade and is known as benevolence and righteousness!

He couldn't hold back his tears.

Therefore, as soon as Fusu's side entered the door, he got up from the bed with a bone, threw himself over, and hugged Fusu's thigh.

"Eldest son, help—"

The movements were so swift that they were like wild dogs on the loose, and even the few guards who followed Fusu didn't have time to stop them.

Fusu was even more dumbfounded.

Looking at the money shopkeeper who was holding his thighs and crying bitterly, Fusu couldn't help but beat the drum in his heart.

What a grievance this must have been, such a young person, he cried like a child of more than 100 pounds.

"What's the matter, you get up and speak......"

The money shopkeeper did cry a little miserably, after all, the time he had been thrown into the quiet room was indeed a bit long, and his once proud heart had already been shattered by the almost eternal silence.

He didn't dare to imagine that the consequences of being locked up again would be like a drowning man grasping the last straw, at this moment, he was holding Fusu's thigh and didn't dare to let go.

'Childe help, please, kill me, kill me......

Fusu: ......

Fortunately, at this time, the guards outside had already reacted, rushed over, and forcibly dragged the crazy money shopkeeper off the lap of his own son-in-law.

Fusu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then, with some suspicion, looked at Zhao Qi, who followed up.

This is the medical officer who was once selected by his eldest father to enter the Taiyi Pavilion?

Look, my mind is a little abnormal......

"Don't lock me in, don't lock me in, I, I'm willing to practice medicine, I'm willing to teach, I'm willing, I'm willing, I'm willing to ...... anything"

Fusu looked at the crazy money shopkeeper, couldn't help frowning, and looked at his second son's eyes, which was already a little unkind.

This money shopkeeper must have suffered some inhuman torture, otherwise how could he become like this?

Although he believes in Confucian principles and does things in a gentleman's style, he is not really pedantic, and he is not against his son killing people, after all, sitting in that position, how can there be a reason not to kill?

But he could not sit idly by and watch his son torture and kill scholars, or even torture scholars for pleasure.

Killing people and torturing people for pleasure are two different things!

"Here you recuperate......

Fusu nodded gently at the money shopkeeper who was struggling and begging there, and then walked out of the room with a cold face.

"Let's go, take me to that ashram and have a look!"

He had to see for himself what was going on. If this son of his own family really takes pleasure in torturing people, he, as a father, must talk to him about the truth in it.

Even if he is now the emperor's grandson! (End of chapter)