Chapter 130: Is this a toast? No, this is standing in line!

Ying Fusu reached out and asked Zhao Gao to return his sword.

In front of the First Emperor, he used the sleeve of the eunuch's uniform that Zhao Gao had just used to wrap around his sword to wipe off all the blood on the sword.

The First Emperor watched it coldly.

Zhao Gao did not dare to move without the order of the First Emperor and stood where he was respectfully.

But his not moving does not mean that Ying Fusu will not move.

After wiping the sword clean, Ying Fusu turned his wrist, and the sword tip drew an irregular semicircle in the air and landed on Zhao Gao's neck.

The sword, which had been wiped clean, was stained with blood again.

Gai Nie, who was walking with the First Emperor, showed a hint of confusion : Wasn't this sword wiped in vain?

A pain on the side of Zhao Gao's neck was transmitted to his mind.

The Minister of the Imperial Chariots of the Great Qin still looked respectful, as if he was not the one to be beheaded at the moment.

"what are you up to."

The First Emperor did not ask Ying Fusu to take the sword, but just asked in a cold voice.

But as the First Emperor's voice emerged from his throat, the imperial power that could decide life and death was released. Ordinary people would unconsciously drop their swords and kneel to the ground.

Ying Fusu was extremely furious at this moment, and as the eldest son of the First Emperor, he had a double BUFF bonus.

Although he was not forced to kneel down due to the pressure from Emperor Qin Shi Huang, he was inevitably affected.

Ying Fusu's hand holding the bronze sword trembled slightly, causing the bronze sword placed on the side of Zhao Gao's neck to tremble slightly as well, and the blood line became thicker and longer.

Zhao Gao felt even greater pain, but his facial expression did not change at all. He was still extremely respectful, as if he could cut off the pain nerves.

"The duty of carrying out the imperial seal and decree is not just to copy the imperial edict, affix the imperial seal, and read out the imperial edict. It is also the duty to advise and correct the emperor's mistakes in a timely manner to prevent him from making mistakes."

"This imperial edict will frighten the officials of Qin, and make Your Majesty have a reputation for cruelty, which will make scholars all over the world feel bad about Qin. If you do not advise against the imperial edict, and still issue it, it is dereliction of duty. If the ministers are afraid of death and do not respect Your Majesty, what is the point of keeping it?"

A line of blood appeared on Zhao Gao's neck after being hit by the sword, but his expression remained respectful.

The sword rubbed his wound repeatedly, and the sharp knife cut his flesh, but Zhao Gao's expression did not change.

But after hearing what the eldest prince Ying Fusu said, Zhao Gao couldn't help it.

His eyes widened and the corners of his mouth began to twitch. He had long been removed from his position as the person in charge of issuing seals and talismans, and he roared in his heart.

If you want to cut down the seals and talismans, go and cut down that plague god Gai Nie!

Why are you cutting down Gao? Gao is not in charge of the seal and talisman!

Gai Nie: ...Does it take so much to issue the seal and talisman?

The Emperor's pressure froze a little, and he said coldly: "Zhao Gao is not in charge of the seal and order."

The greatest emperor of all time pointed at a sword master behind him who neither spoke nor stepped forward this time.

"Gai Nie is the new person in charge of the seal and talisman."

Ying Fusu's expression did not change at all. He did not even look up at Gai Nie, as if he had not hit the wrong person.

"Is this important? Your Majesty should be concerned about what kind of changes this imperial decree will bring to the Qin State. Compared with that, a few individual lives are nothing."

Although Ying Fusu's expression did not change, anyone could hear the strong sarcasm in Ying Fusu's tone.

The eldest son is really different this time. His way of speaking is not Confucian at all. It seems that he is really provoked.

Most of Qin's ministers thought secretly.

My brother has come to his senses, and I have no chance anymore.

The third son, Ying Jianglu, drooped his face and opened his mouth to show off the food crazily. Just like in the past, he turned his grief and anger into appetite.

When Afang saw Ying Chengjiao's eyes light up, she knew that Ying Fusu must have answered correctly this time.

He breathed a sigh of relief and picked up a bottle of wine to toast Ying Chengjiao.

Before Ah Fang could say, "I offer a bottle to my uncle."

Ying Chengjiao said first: "Go, go, go and play somewhere else."

Ying Chengjiao was enjoying the show when an object was handed to him.

He thought it was another one of his nephews or nieces who was cheating on him, so he dismissed him without even turning his head.

After these words were spoken, the little guys who were originally chattering shut up and opened their eyes wide.

They looked at Ying Chengjiao with eyes full of admiration as if their uncle was so great that he dared to speak to the Queen Mother like that.

There was a sudden silence around him. Ying Chengjiao sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and turned his head hurriedly.

Then he saw the queen holding a wine jar and looking at him with a half-smile.

Ying Chengjiao was startled, and changed his impatient tone. He raised the cup and said in a serious tone: "How can I let the emperor's sister-in-law toast me? It is Chengjiao who should toast the emperor's sister-in-law. Chengjiao has done it, and the emperor's sister-in-law can do as she pleases."

After saying this, he raised his hand, tilted his head back, and drank all the wine in the bottle.

Afang also drank it all in one gulp, turned around to look at the First Emperor's gradually gloomy face, but she was no longer worried.

The First Emperor said with a gloomy face: "You rebellious son, are you trying to teach me how to be a king?"

"So what?" Ying Fusu responded sharply, "May I ask, Your Majesty, why did you issue such an absurd imperial decree?"

"Chun Yu Yue and six Confucian scholars insulted and cursed me. How can the emperor's authority be violated?"

"I entered the palace and looked around, but I did not see Master Chunyu or any of his Confucian disciples."

"I have already beheaded them all. You will not be able to find them in the Xuanniao Palace."

"The culprit has been punished, and the emperor's power has been demonstrated. Your Majesty issued an imperial decree to bury the Confucian scholars in Xianyang and ban Confucianism in Qin. Is this for the emperor's power? No, it is for one's own selfishness!"

Ying Fusu's response to the First Emperor was a little slow and unnatural at first.

As he spoke more and more, his speech became faster and more fluent.

"In the Battle of Changping, Bai Qi, the Marquis of Wu'an, killed 400,000 Zhao soldiers in order to weaken Zhao's strength and prepare for attacking Zhao and seizing its territory. Your Majesty, you killed the Confucian scholars in Xianyang today in order to weaken Qin's strength and bring about its own destruction?"

"You are exaggerating! I have not killed any Confucian scholars in Qin. How can the spread of this to the whole country only covers a city of Xianyang? You just want to save Confucianism. Don't you think I don't know?"

"Banning Confucianism throughout the country is no different from burying all Confucian scholars alive. Cutting off someone's lineage is like burning down their ancestral temples, both are irreconcilable hatreds. Your Majesty's move against Confucianism is no different from destroying the six kingdoms. However, destroying the six kingdoms would have expanded Qin's territory and increased its population, unifying the country like never before for hundreds of years. Even if the ashes of the six kingdoms have not been destroyed to this day, the disadvantages still outweigh the advantages. Fusu really doesn't understand. Your Majesty, banning Confucianism, what else can you gain except the hostility of Confucian scholars all over the world and inner happiness?"

"Why should I be afraid of the words of a few scholars?"

"Are you afraid, Your Majesty, of the remnants of the six kingdoms seeking to restore their country?"

"Rat ears of the gutter."

"However, the number of these sewer rats is so large that they have caused unrest in all parts of Qin, making it difficult for Your Majesty to sleep early. There are many Confucian scholars in the world, but the number of the remnants of the six kingdoms seeking to restore their country is far less. Even if Your Majesty is fearless, is it worth it to make Qin a greater disaster than the remnants of the six kingdoms for the sake of momentary impulse?"

In the Xuanniao Palace, the only voice that could be heard was Ying Fusu's clear voice.

Today, Ying Fusu does not quote from classics, but uses the past to illustrate the present.

There is no talk of morality or righteousness, let alone threatening to commit suicide.

With resentment and anger for having his master's order taken away, he lectured the First Emperor in a tough tone, causing the First Emperor to speak less and less in rebuttal.

What the eldest son said today was all based on interests. Every word made sense, and not a single word was not about "profit". This is not what the eldest son should say.

The blood on the eldest son's body must have killed many people. It seems that your majesty had planned the Confucian move long ago, and ordered someone to watch over the eldest son, but the eldest son broke out .

This statement must have been made by someone else, specifically to save Confucianism and teach the eldest son...

The ministers and acquaintances exchanged glances. They were all very surprised by Ying Fusu's huge change and speculated on the reason.

However, because the First Emperor had strictly ordered Ying Chengjiao to keep silent about the fact that Ying Fusu was confined to the Da Zheng Palace, all the ministers were unaware of it.

In their memory, the last time Ying Fusu argued was when he asked the First Emperor to release all prisoners in the world, which was a thoroughly Confucian statement.

This time when he spoke again, he seemed like a completely different person and began to talk about the Legalists' utilitarianism.

According to common sense, how could a person change so much? Even if he was under the influence of his master, it shouldn't be like this.

Because of the information gap, most of the ministers' judgments about Ying Fusu went in the above direction.

Meng Tian, who knew that Ying Fusu was under house arrest, remained expressionless, but secretly clenched his fists with a shining look in his eyes.

The eldest prince looks like your Majesty when he was young!

Meng Wu was not very interested in the argument between father and son. He turned his head to look at Ying Chengjiao who was sitting with Queen Afang.

Hold the bottle with both hands.

A respect from afar.

Drink it all in one gulp.

From beginning to end, Ying Chengjiao never once glanced in this direction.

"Father, who are you toasting to?" Meng Yi looked curiously in the direction where Meng Wu was holding the wine cup and asked, "The Queen?"

Meng Wu said calmly, "Lord Chang'an."

Meng Tian advised: "Father, please be careful with your words."

Meng Wu glanced at Meng Tian and said with relief: "With you in the Meng family, its power will not fall."

Meng Wu poured himself a bottle of wine and stood up while saying to Meng Tian, "Your great grandfather was loyal to the Qin State and stood by the King of Qin all his life, which is why the Meng family of Qin existed. You have learned seven points from your great grandfather, three points less reckless and three points more shrewd than your great grandfather. It's hard to say whether your father is a blessing or a curse, but he is always much better than your father. Since you grew up, it doesn't matter whether the Meng family has your father or not."

Meng Tian grabbed Meng Wu's calf, who had already stood up and was holding the wine jar in one hand, and said in a deep voice, "Father, please be careful. Can I meet you in private?"

Meng Wu held the bottle in one hand and patted Meng Tian's shoulder with his free hand, as if he wanted to put all the burdens of the Meng family on Meng Tian.

“No.”

Meng Wu shook off Meng Tian's hand and strode towards the desk where Ying Chengjiao was sitting.

The person gradually walked away.

The sound gradually became less and less.

"My father has been cautious all his life."

"Brother, it's just a toast. Chang'an Jun has solved the needs of the Qin Dynasty, so he deserves a toast. Yi will go too."

As Meng Yi spoke, he went to pour the wine.

Meng Tian held down Meng Yi's arm and shouted, "Stop messing around!"

Meng Yi looked at Meng Tian's cautious and gloomy expression, and withdrew his hand awkwardly.

He said, "If my brother is not happy, I will not leave."

Meng Tian became more and more uneasy as he watched his father getting closer and closer to Ying Chengjiao.

Is this a toast?