Zhao Si looked at the first emperor's smiling eyes, and always felt that there was something in his words.

But if you think about it carefully, Zhao Si almost told his old man to tell him thoroughly, and there was only that layer of film left in the window paper, and Zhao Si himself actually had nothing to hide except for the jade halo.

"Listen to the ...... of the eldest father," Zhao Si scratched his head.

Wang Qian's body is indeed getting worse day by day, after all, it is impossible for Zhao Si to coexist with Wang Jian day and night.

Wang Jian is getting old again, and he is really coming to the end of his life, and every day may be a day worth cherishing for Wang Qian.

In the face of such an old man, the First Emperor opened his mouth and used his jade aura to renew the life of the old man, which can be regarded as accumulating virtue and doing good.

So...... In a few words, a country's government affairs are basically completely demarcated.

The first emperor had an overview of the overall situation, and the grandson Zhao Si supervised the military affairs of the world with the help of Wang Qian, and at the same time studied government affairs with the help of Li Si, and the prince Fusu handled the details.

The separation of powers is not counted, but in fact, it is still the first emperor's word.

It just gave the crown prince and grandson the opportunity to practice and practice.

And the focus is on Zhao Si, the grandson.

As for his own cheap father...... To be honest, Zhao Si felt that he could have today's situation, probably because of some small guilt in his heart.

You can't really let Fusu be a puppet prince.

The palace ministers accepted Fusu as the crown prince and Zhao Si as the grandson, but they were actually quite fast.

After all, they are the people around the First Emperor, the First Emperor's words and deeds are in their eyes, and they are also in the eyes of Zhao Si's doting, and they are also ministers, Qian is their duty, they have never participated in the affairs of the prince, and their position is clear, so it doesn't matter to them that the big stone falls, it's just a change of name.

As for respect? Before Zhao Si became the grandson and Fusu became the crown prince, they were already respectful enough.

But outside the palace, this is not the case.

The eldest son, Fusu, as the first son of the First Emperor, has been highly anticipated since the day he was born.

The mother of the First Emperor was Zhao Ji, not a Chu relative, but the First Emperor relied on the strength of the Chu relatives to ascend the throne.

Therefore, in exchange, the first wife of the First Emperor naturally came from the Chu line.

Fusu, the first son of the First Emperor, is naturally also a typical Chu origin.

When Fusu was just born, the power of the Chu relatives was extremely strong, Changping Jun Chang Wenjun was in the sky, and even the first emperor pacified Chang Yu and took away the power of Lü Buwei without the help of the Chu relatives.

Therefore, as soon as Fusu was born, he naturally had the support of all Chu relatives.

Because of this, just after birth, Fusu has the prestige of Nuoda, the most noble identity in the world and the strongest backstage.

Naturally, there is no need to say much about building momentum......

And Fusu lived up to expectations after all, and in the process of growing up, everything about him was seen by the old Qin people in the gate.

Clever and generous since childhood, no one does not think that he is a good heir.

This is true both inside and outside......

However, politics is ever-changing, and many people have made bets early, thinking that the future of Fusu is bright.

has a backstage, has enough ability, is lenient, or the eldest son, is basically a clear heir, and a fool does not bet in advance.

But it was followed by the first emperor's sweep of relatives, the dispute between Confucianism and law, Chun Yuyue's death, the political conflict between Fusu and the first emperor, and Fusu was exiled to Longxi......

This position of prince was about to fall on Fusu when he was born.

From the moment he was born, it was only one step away.

And from the time he was watched by everyone to the time he really became the prince, nearly forty years passed......

Correspondingly, most of the courtiers who bet early are already dying, and some are even dead.

An investment, to finally settle, took their lifetime.

Even, they can't wait for the day when they will cash in.

"Wang Xiang! Wang Xiang! I have great joy to tell you! The day after the end of the Great Dynasty Meeting, Feng Qujian was too busy to share the good news with Wang Juan.

"Father's wind and cold are getting heavier...... I'm afraid it won't be able to entertain you. It was not Wang Juan who greeted Feng Quji, but his grandson Wang Hui.

"Ah...... This...... How can this be, the last time I came to see Wang Xiang, Wang Xiang was still quite healthy. Feng Quji's face was surprised.

"The last time you came, my father was only infected with a wind chill not long ago, and he just got better, and the first night after you left, my father's wind chill worsened, and I didn't get better in the past few days, and now I can't speak, and I can't eat...... Wang Hui's expression was low, and his eyes flashed with tears.

"This ...... Can I go in and have a look at the king? Feng Qujian heard this, with a little sadness on his face, and his joy dissipated.

Wang Juan is older than Feng Quji, and now he is in his seventies, close to eighty.

At the beginning, the two often had political conflicts, and once hated each other, until the first emperor came to power and seized power, and both of them were reduced to the three dukes who had no real power.

The same dynasty has been an official for decades, and the same group of people have died and retreated, and there are few colleagues who can be called old friends.

Hearing that Wang Juan was seriously ill, Feng Qujian also felt some sorrow in his heart.

They are all old people, birth, old age, sickness and death are common things in this era, and they are both old people, so they naturally have relatives.

"Please ......" Wang Hui heard this, bowed down and invited, leading the way for Feng to go to the road.

Feng Quji followed Wang Hui inside, only to see Wang Juan lying in the bed, the window was open, and the room was bright, but Wang Juan lying on the bed covered with a thick quilt was shrouded in shadows.

Because of the angle, the light can't enter the inner room, and it can't fall on the body.

He seemed to be awake, his eyes open, but not moving, his cheeks were deeply sunken, his cheekbones protruded, his lips were dry and bloodless, and his skin seemed to be clinging to his bones.

"Big Brother ......"

Feng Quji looked at Wang Juan, who seemed to be like a dead man in front of him, and a sadness surged up in his heart, and he took a few steps forward to hold Wang Juan's hand.

"What's so cold?" Feng Qujian was so cold by Wang Juan's hand that he couldn't help but tremble and reached in again, and there was not much heat on his body.

"It's not warm, I'm lying next to my father, but it's not warm...... "As he spoke, Wang Hui, a half-grown man, was already in tears.

"Big brother, I'm here, I'm Feng Quji, can you hear me?" Feng Quji's voice came to his heart with a sense of desolation, and he gently patted the back of Wang Juan's hand.

"Who?"

"Going sick?"

Wang Wan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly had a voice, his lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, and his head wanted to turn to Feng Quji, but he couldn't turn around.

Feng Qujian knew in his heart that he was only holding a breath.

At the age of seventy or eighty, like a lamp that has been burned out of oil, it will be extinguished when it is said to be extinguished......

Maybe you can talk well today, but you won't be able to get up tomorrow.

The reason why I still breathe a sigh of relief is probably waiting for the news.

Although Wang Juan is at home, Feng Qujian often comes, and he also knows about the establishment of the eldest son, just in the past few days.

"I'm here to give the right minister good news!"

Feng Quji held Wang Xuan's hand and spoke softly.

"Yesterday, His Majesty convened a court meeting, so that the ministers discussed the matter of establishing the prince, and the ministers all praised the eldest son and the younger son, who can be the prince, and His Majesty decided to make a decision in the court, and the two princes stood side by side.

The little prince was appointed as the captain Wang Qian, and the right minister Li Si was the teacher, and he watched the politics in the palace.

The eldest son is the crown prince, and all the details should be moved to the eldest son for approval. ”

Feng Quji knew what Wang Juan wanted to hear, and told it eloquently.

Wang Juan is the one who has been betting since the birth of the eldest son.

Feng Quji, too......

There are many, many people with them......

But there are many people who don't hear the news anymore.

Feng Quji specially told Wang Juan that the two princes stood side by side, not the first grandson and then the prince.

also specially told Wang Juan that the eldest son could decide on details.

is a prince with rights......

It's not a puppet, it's not something that has to be pushed.

To be honest, the announcement of the First Emperor made Feng Quji a little overjoyed.

The accumulation of sunk costs made them prepare for the worst.

Although the eldest son they supported could establish a prince, he might just be a puppet, a tool of the first emperor......

One, the transitional product before Zhao Si ascended the throne......

After all, the attitude of the First Emperor before Feng Quji could be understood.

He even prepared that although the eldest son was made the crown prince, he had no rights or autonomy, and at the same time completely became Zhao Si's foil.

After all, they waited too long.

He never expected that it was not the prince who they predicted, and the prince later.

Rather, the two reserves stand side by side!

The eldest son did not become a stepping stone for Zhao Si, nor did he lose his prestige, retaining the last bit of majesty as a prince.

And the most important thing is that, in addition, the first emperor even took the initiative to divide a certain amount of rights of the eldest son and gave him a lot of autonomy.

It is possible to appoint subordinate officials and form an office that belongs to the prince himself.

This is something that was unthinkable before.

Not only famous, but also real!

The first emperor's hand was suppressed first and then raised, which can be said to make Feng Quji's mood like a roller coaster.

Therefore, I was impatient and came to Wang Juan early in the morning to share the good news.

Their nearly 40-year investment is not for nothing.

The future is bright!

At the very least, the eldest prince retains the majesty and a certain degree of autonomy of the prince, and with their support, the eldest prince is qualified to cash in on the return on their investment after he ascends the throne and succeeds to the throne in the future.

At least you won't listen to Lao Tzu when you are the prince, and you will listen to your son when you become the emperor.

Wang Juan listened to Feng Quji's words, his cloudy eyes seemed to regain a glimmer of light, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't say it, and finally just raised his hand, and fell down weakly.

Then...... I closed my eyes.

There seemed to be some smiles on his thin face.

"Wang Xiang? Wang Xiang! ”

Seeing this, Feng Qujian cautiously put his finger on Wang Xuan's nose, but he was already breathless.

Above the neck, you can no longer feel the beat......

"Wang Xiang!!"

Feng Qujian slowly sat on the ground, in a trance, it was not Wang Juan who died, but himself.

Wang Hui, who was already crying on the side, saw his eldest father close his eyes and trembled and pounced......

"Father~~!"

……

"Your Majesty, Wang Juan has gone to ......"

Zhao Si, who was kneeling beside the First Emperor, opened the fold, saw the contents, and sorted out his voice in a deep voice.

The first emperor's comfortable expression paused for a moment, and then regained silence, but the smile on his face disappeared a little.

"When?"

"Yesterday ......"

……

The First Emperor fell silent.

Zhao Si didn't know, and the First Emperor didn't know, if it weren't for the officials, I'm afraid it would take another day or two for the First Emperor and Zhao Si to get the news.

After all, Wang Juan has already become a scholar, and he has been set aside by Li Si in the phase for many years, and the first emperor will not be idle and send people to keep an eye on him.

In fact, the first emperor's impression of Wang Juan was not very good.

Wang Juan is a speculator, a speculator through and through.

When Lü Buwei was the prime minister, he took refuge in Lü Buwei, and later attached himself to Zhao Ji, and when he was attached to Zhao Ji, he helped the first emperor to take away Lü Buwei's power.

After pacifying Chang Yu, he took the initiative to help the first emperor gather power.

As soon as Fusu was born, he was able to press Fusu, but Fusu, who was obviously pressed, was crazy about charging for the first emperor when he was a relative of Chu and abroad.

In short, Wang Juan contributed a lot to the first emperor.

The period of his administration is also remarkable......

However, after all, he was not the person around the First Emperor.

After colliding with Li Si with great momentum, Wang Juan ended in failure, and was finally completely taken away by the First Emperor and Li Si and became a mascot.

Since then, until now......

Looking back on Wang Juan's life, he only lost to Li Si and lost to the First Emperor.

Zeng is also a figure who cannot be ignored in stirring up the storm.

And now, in loneliness, old and dead.

"Give ......" The First Emperor opened his mouth, and his heart was a little bored.

"That's it, you go and inform the prince and let Fusu go to ......" Emperor Shi waved his hand.

When a man dies, everything is empty......

Zhao Si nodded and informed Fusu of Wang Juan's death.

At the same time, the palace also felt desolate for Wang Juan's death.

"Father, Wang Juan has gone to ......"

Wang Jian was sitting in a wheelchair, and his grandson Wang Li was patiently knocking Wang Qian's legs.

Wang Jian snorted twice when he heard this, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Wang Juan and him are people of the same age, and Wang Jian and Wang Juan have similar experiences.

It's just that Wang Juan chose to challenge the authority of the first emperor when he was at his most powerful, against Li Si, against the county system, and tried to influence the emperor's choice as a courtier.

And Wang Jian chose the first emperor in that turmoil.

Yes, Wang Jian was not the first emperor's person at the beginning.

Otherwise, there would not have been a fight between the Shaozhuang faction and the Lao Cheng faction, and Li Xin would not have been able to rely on the first emperor's cronies to wantonly humiliate him.

Wang Juan is the Wang Jian among civil officials, and Wang Jian is the Wang Jian among the generals.

If the First Emperor wants to completely grasp the power, the two of them are inseparable.

Li Si and Li Xin were the agents of his own will introduced by the First Emperor.

It's just that Wang Juan chose to be tough to the end, but Wang Jian chose to precipitate himself in the turmoil.

Li Si won against Wang Juan, but Li Xin lost to Wang Qian.

The difference of one thought has created a different life.

Wang Jian was a little embarrassed, but he still pouted in front of his grandson.

"Seventy or eighty, dead is dead...... What's so strange? ”

(End of chapter)