Zhao Si bowed, walked out of the palace, and drove straight into the prince's mansion.

"Chen Baiying, see Your Highness!"

"Si'er?"

In the hall, Bai Ying and Fu Su were sitting opposite each other in front of the case, holding a pen to discuss, and Zhao Si's arrival obviously interrupted the two.

"Is this ......," Zhao Si asked.

"Today, the rebellion stopped, the counties and counties urgently need to recuperate, millions of people became slaves, so they were convicted, this started from the order of moving the king's tomb, the nobles of the family have been ambushed regardless of right or wrong, why should the people be innocent? I am discussing the resumption of the concert in Bai Ying, and I will play it at the court meeting......" Fusu sighed, and then looked at his grandson, who he was not very familiar with.

Fusu and Zhao Si, the father and son, are familiar strangers.

Because of the interference of the First Emperor, because there was no reason to get along, the two got along somewhat awkwardly.

Fusu groaned twice, but finally didn't hold back his mouth: "My father is arbitrary, because my father is a son of man and can't correct my father's mistakes, Si'er, you stay by your father's side......"

Fusu snorted, his lips froze, and it was difficult for him to say the words of request for a while.

Zhao Si heard the qin and knew the elegance.

Oh, I see, let yourself blow the wind in your ears and persuade the First Emperor to agree to an amnesty for the world?

"The amnesty of the world's great father has been approved, and the right minister has been ordered to inform the ministers, and a court meeting will be held seven days later, and the matter of amnesty for the world has been discussed." Zhao Si smiled and spoke.

It seems that his father has a great misunderstanding and prejudice about the first emperor.

"Huh?" The solemnity and depth on Fusu's face disappeared in the blink of an eye, turning into joy mixed with surprise.

"Father's permission?" Fusu was a little incredulous.

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Si with some inquiry and affirmation in his eyes.

Obviously, in Fusu's eyes, it must be Zhao Si who persuaded the first emperor to agree to the amnesty of the world.

After all, Zhao Si had successfully persuaded the First Emperor to reduce taxes before it was announced, and it can be seen from many things that Zhao Si was lenient in his heart.

As for the First Emperor, Fusu never thought that it was the First Emperor's own consent to amnesty to the world.

Zhao Si didn't know what Fusu meant, it was just a private matter of the Heavenly Family, and there were outsiders present, how could he say it clearly, so he didn't respond, but said with a smile: "Father asked me to summon my father to dine in the palace, right, father?" ”

Although Fusu heard some doubts in his heart, he still nodded, and after sorting out his appearance, he followed Zhao Si and left.

After leaving the palace and getting on the frame, Fusu couldn't hold back his curiosity after all, and regardless of the awkwardness of getting along with Zhao Si, he asked in a low voice: "How did you advise your father about such a thing as amnesty in the world?" ”

Zhao Si laughed when he heard this, and said: "Father's words are bad, everyone in the world knows that no one can force what the eldest father doesn't want to do, how can I change my father's mind?" ”

Obviously, Fusu's prejudice against the first emperor is very deep.

"This ......," Fusu frowned.

Seeing this, Zhao Si didn't want to say more, but when he thought of the First Emperor, he still chose to say a few more words.

If the first emperor didn't love Fusu, it would be nonsense......

From the beginning to the end, the First Emperor made it very clear that the voice of the prince of Fusu has not declined for forty years, and the prestige has not decreased for forty years.

But because of various factors, there are too many estrangements between the father and son.

So much so that the son does not know the father, and the father does not know the son, and they have completely lost trust in each other, and they put stereotypes on each other.

"Father, you say, is it possible that from the very beginning, the eldest father agreed to amnesty the world?" Zhao Si said with a smile.

"Just like I proposed to reduce taxes and taxes, not because of how good my advice was, but because my father can clearly see the benefits of tax reductions?" Zhao Si said.

He was able to persuade him to succeed repeatedly, which seemed to outsiders to be a very miraculous thing and an unbelievable thing.

But Zhao Si never thought how good his eloquence was.

One thing he is better than others is that he has never been a smart person, especially Zhao Si, who never has an attitude that the First Emperor can't see the key to the problem.

First of all, as an excellent emperor and an excellent statesman, the First Emperor is bound to be able to see the fire, and he does a multiple-choice question that weighs the pros and cons, rather than being blind with his eyes closed.

Therefore, Zhao Si's attitude is very clear, not a smart person.

"But before you, I don't know how many courtiers have mentioned it when it comes to tax reductions......" Fusu said with a frown.

He did not agree with Zhao Si's statement, after all, Zhao Si was never the first person to advise in this regard.

"Father should know that I first advised Father, right?" Zhao Si sighed.

"You mean the price reduction of official salt?" Fusu thought for a moment and asked.

Zhao Si nodded when he heard this.

The Qin Dynasty carried out the policy of the mountains and seas, that is, the salt and iron franchise, the price of salt has always been high, and for the things closely related to the people, Fusu, really persuaded the first emperor to reduce the price of salt, but unfortunately it did not succeed.

"Does my father know why I was able to successfully persuade my father to lower the price of salt, and even get Li Xiang to agree to lower the price of salt?" Zhao Si asked.

Fusu did not speak, but waited for Zhao Si to solve the riddle.

"That's because before I advised my eldest father to reduce the price of salt, I first came up with the method of drying salt, so that Daqin would no longer have the trouble of producing salt.

Similarly, before I persuaded my father to reduce taxes, I first brought back three kinds of immortal grains, and increased the yield of grains, so that Daqin no longer had a shortage of food, and at that time Longxi was victorious, the Xiongnu no longer had the trouble of going south, the Great Wall had been completed, and there was no shortage of fortifications. Zhao Si said in a deep voice.

Fusu had a thoughtful look in his eyes when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was wrong.

What Zhao Si wants to express is that if you want to make suggestions, you can't simply make suggestions, but you also have to think about other things for the First Emperor.

But, what the hell do you say about stopping the construction of the Afang Palace and the construction of the mausoleum?

You also solved the problem of the longevity of the First Emperor?

Fusu pondered there, and Zhao Si continued to output.

"I think the way of persuasion is not to be right or wrong, but to consider it from the perspective of the other party, to worry about the king's worries and to rejoice in the king's joy, so that the persuasion can be successful.

I have a sentence that may be a bit inappropriate, but father, you are the son of the eldest father, a family, and you should have stood with the eldest father to think about the problem.

From the beginning to the end, you think that the eldest father will not be what you think, that the eldest father is greedy for power and cruelty, and it is difficult to change, so what is the point of you deliberately admonishing him?

You're sure that your father won't listen to you, but you still have to say it.

Is it just to make your heart feel more comfortable?

Then why do you advise for the sake of the people of the world, or for your own conscience and benevolence? ”

Fusu pursed his lips when he heard the sound, but he didn't say anything, and for a while, only the sound of the horse's hooves pulling on the ground remained......

(First 6,000 to get used to, tomorrow 8,000!) ）

(End of chapter)