Chapter 129: The Establishment of Fusu!
The main seat of Xuanniao Hall.
The First Emperor looked towards the gate of the Xuanniao Palace for the tenth time, and saw his eldest son, who was as cold as iron and no one was allowed to approach him.
A smile appeared on the face of the greatest emperor of all time, then it quickly disappeared, replaced by a look of anger.
"Let this rebellious son in!"
When the First Emperor gave the order, all the officials felt relieved and dispersed, returning to their posts, all with the same idea in their minds.
The eldest son is a completely different person today.
Queen Afang has always been paying attention to the First Emperor.
Seeing the First Emperor smiling, he couldn't help but smile too.
"Uncle, please sit down. I will go and pick up Fusu."
"Don't worry, sister-in-law."
Ying Chengjiao spoke out to stop him and rubbed the fat face of the Eighteenth Young Master Ying Huhai with his hands.
"It's just for fun, the fight between the emperor's brother and his nephew, this scene is becoming less and less common."
Afang was unhappy and said, "Forget about it today. Afang will go to uncle's house more often another day and have fun with uncle."
The queen tidied her appearance and was about to get up and go to the gate of Xuanniao Palace.
Ying Chengjiao stopped laughing and put on a serious face, saying, "Sister-in-law, Chengjiao is serious."
Afang noticed that Ying Chengjiao's tone was not right, so he stopped moving, threw away the unnecessary emotions in his heart, and said seriously: "Uncle, what do you mean by that?"
"My nephew's arrival at the Xuanniao Palace only proves the word 'break'. He still lacks the word 'establish'."
Ying Chengjiao looked at his nephew who was silent, with a sullen face, as if he was about to start a murder at any moment.
"You and I don't know what Ying Fusu has become after stepping out of the Zheng Palace. Just watch and see."
"Didn't my uncle say before that as long as Fusu steps out of the Zheng Palace, everything will be fine." Afang showed a trace of pity and said, "Isn't this kind of test too much for a child?"
"It's not that easy to be the second emperor of Qin."
Ying Chengjiao looked at his third nephew Ying Jianglu, who was following behind Ying Fusu and did not try to hide his dejected look, and said with a smile: "What is poison to others is nectar to me. Some children are eager to go through such a test."
Ying Fusu stepped into the Xuanniao Palace step by step.
He was covered in the smell of blood, and his eyes swept over all the Qin officials who were attending the banquet in Xuanniao Palace. He was looking for a Confucian.
None.
The third son Ying Jianglu pulled his second brother Ying Gao, who wanted to continue following Ying Fusu, and his fifth sister Ying Yinman, who looked at Ying Fusu's excitement and wished she could take his place, back to their original seats.
On the road of Xuanniao Palace Master, only Ying Fusu was left walking forward with a sword in his hand.
Li Si ran into Zhao Gao, who was about to leave the hall to send a group of Confucian scholars to death in the Tingwei Prison.
Since Ying Fusu entered the palace, Li Si has been staring at Ying Fusu .
At this moment, he was just walking by inertia.
Although his face was stern and expressionless, his heart was already raging with turbulent waves.
Shouldn't the eldest prince be in Shangjun?
How come the eldest son is here?
Could it be that the decree was false?
No, I saw that decree on the ground in Zhangtai Palace. Your Majesty was right beside me, so how could it be fake?
Why did I see that imperial edict? Did Your Majesty do it on purpose?
What exactly does Your Majesty want to do?
Do you want me to deliberately tell Brother Chunyu about the wrong intention?
Was what Zhao Gao told me a reminder or a frame-up ?
Li Siben was a person who loved to think a lot, and at that moment he felt that countless questions were exploding in his mind.
Zhao Gao didn't think much about it. When he passed by Ying Fusu, he lowered his head and said, "Young Master."
Swish~
Ying Fusu did not respond to Zhao Gao.
Without saying a word, he swung his sword at the bamboo slips in Zhao Gao's hand.
The ministers who had been watching the development of the situation quietly were in an uproar.
"Is this the eldest son?"
"Could it be that someone disguised himself as Young Master Yi has sneaked in?"
"How can you just chop it with a sword!"
How superb are Zhao Gao's martial arts?
Ying Fusu learned most of his martial arts from Meng Tian, Li Mu was able to defeat Meng Tian easily, and Zhao Gao was able to subdue Li Mu with one move.
Although it was a clever move to take advantage of Li Mu's ability to attack but not defend in order to scare the First Emperor.
But Zhao Gao's martial arts had reached perfection, as he was able to avoid Li Mu's fierce sword and seize the opportunity at the risk of his life.
When he heard the sound of wind, he did not even raise his head and flicked his sleeves.
He used this ordinary eunuch's uniform to wrap the bronze sword, wrapped it three times to tighten the sword, and shook it vigorously.
Ying Fusu's hand felt numb and his five fingers loosened involuntarily, and the sword was snatched away by Zhao Gao with his sleeve.
"You bastard, what are you trying to do!" The First Emperor was furious and quickly walked down from his throne, saying as he walked: "You are holding a sword and breaking into the palace, you are chopping people with a sword, are you trying to rebel?"
Ying Fusu used his body to block Zhao Gao and Li Si, and looked coldly at his father who was walking towards him, with pain in his eyes.
Heaven, Earth, Emperor, Parents and Teachers.
His lord, his relative, killed his teacher.
Facing the First Emperor.
Ying Fusu neither saluted nor called him "Your Majesty".
When the ministers saw Ying Fusu like this, they whispered even louder.
"The eldest son shouldn't have such an attitude."
"The eldest son should have followed the ancient etiquette long ago."
"My mentor was killed, Confucianism was banned, and my fellow disciples were about to be killed. It is normal for them to have some changes in their personalities."
The First Emperor was full of power. He walked up to Ying Fusu and faced his eldest son who was wearing blood-stained clothes.
"Has being imprisoned in the Zheng Palace made you deaf and dumb? Do you think you can scare me by wearing a bloody shirt? Speak!"
In front of the First Emperor, Ying Fusu raised his right hand in front of Zhao Gao and spoke the first words of the day in the Xuanniao Palace.
"The Imperial decree is given to me."
Its voice is majestic without being angry.
The ministers were in a trance.
There are several categories of what the eldest son said, Your Majesty...
The First Emperor tried hard not to smile, maintaining his angry expression, and said in a cold voice: "This imperial edict is not for you."
Ying Fusu said the second sentence: "Is it okay for me to see?"
The First Emperor said: "You talk about self-control and restoration of propriety, but you are so rebellious. How can you control yourself and restore propriety?"
Ying Fusu looked at the sneering smile on the First Emperor's face and felt a pain in his heart again.
Control yourself and return to propriety.
It is because of my self-control that I have not left the Zheng Palace.
It was because of the restoration of rituals that my teacher encountered this disaster.
Ying Fusu took a step forward towards the First Emperor, his bloody clothes shaking slightly, and the bloody smell rushed straight into the First Emperor's nostrils.
The First Emperor snorted coldly, neither advancing nor retreating, and looked coldly at his eldest son whose face was stained with blood.
"Your Majesty, are you afraid of me seeing you?"
Ying Fusu said this without directly responding to what the First Emperor said about restraining oneself and returning to propriety.
The First Emperor looked at his eldest son and said, "Give it to him."
Zhao Gao knew that these words were directed at him, and respectfully handed the imperial edict to Ying Fusu.
Ying Fusu took it in his hand without hesitation, unfolded it forcefully, and seeing that the idea was an imperial edict to "kill Confucian scholars and ban Confucianism", he pulled it hard with both hands.
Crash~
The eldest son of the Qin Dynasty openly tore up the imperial edict in front of the First Emperor.
The ministers' private discussions suddenly stopped.
Everyone was horrified as they listened to their own heartbeats accelerating.
How could the eldest son tear up the imperial edict?
How could the eldest son do such a thing?
Even if the eldest son did not like the content of the imperial edict, he should have talked to His Majesty about Confucianism, ancient systems, and the ancient sage kings Yao, Shun, Yu, and Tang...
"Tear up the imperial edict. According to Qin law, I should chop off your head."
"According to Qin law, Fusu should be exterminated along with his entire clan."
The First Emperor controlled the urge to turn his head and look at the other boy.
Queen Afang did not need to be controlled. She turned her head and looked at Ying Chengjiao, who opened his mouth from time to time to accept food from the princes and princesses of Daqin and watched the show with great interest.
"Uncle, you always say this. Are you satisfied with Fusu's answer?"
Ying Chengjiao picked up an orange and without turning his head, threw it at Ying Jianglu, the third son of the Qin Dynasty.
Ying Jianglu looked at Ying Chengjiao gloomily and asked unhappily, "What are you doing?"
"Are you satisfied with your elder brother's answer?"
Ying Jianglu suddenly became excited and said urgently: "If you are not satisfied, if I answer, I..."
"Okay, okay, who asked you?"
Ying Chengjiao waved his hand to interrupt Ying Jianglu's words.
"Did the Queen hear it?"
Queen Afang continued to ask: "Uncle, don't evade the question. I want your answer."
"If even Little Taotie is not satisfied, how can I be satisfied?" Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "It's quite interesting."
