In Zhangtai Palace.
It has changed from a discussion among three persons to a conversation between husband and wife.
Ying Chengjiao, who was appointed as Shang Qing, Prime Minister, and National Commandant, had been gone for a cup of tea.
The tea on the table had already gotten a little cold.
Afang did not want those eunuchs, so she asked the palace maids to serve her.
He threw away the cold tea for the First Emperor and ordered hot tea instead, with a slightly worried look on his face.
"Isn't it too risky for your uncle to hold both the positions of the lieutenant and the chancellor? Your Majesty abolished the chancellor and appointed two chancellors because the chancellor had too much power. Not only did you appoint the chancellor again today, but you also gave away the lieutenant."
The First Emperor sang a cup of tea, thinking about Ying Chengjiao's abnormal behavior just now, and said to the Queen casually: "Fang Er, do you think Chengjiao has this ability?"
"Uncle certainly has the ability."
Afang had been the personal maid of the First Emperor since the State of Zhao, and she knew everything about him.
He was a participant in all matters back then. Ying Chengjiao was very familiar with him and knew Ying Chengjiao's ability to handle government affairs.
A man who had reviewed memorials for King Zhaoxiang of Qin when he was less than ten years old and was designated by King Zhaoxiang of Qin as king was more than qualified to be a prime minister.
In broad daylight, he learned from the First Emperor about the saddle, stirrup and horseshoe, as well as the details of the shame of Tunliu and the subjugation of Li Mu.
The one who conquered the enemy without fighting was Li Mu, the Marquis of Wu'an, Zhao, who made it impossible for the Qin army to advance an inch.
The former state commander Wei Liao, and the Qin state’s military god Wang Jian.
Li Mu, who was unable to be dealt with by the two together, was subdued by Ying Chengjiao. It was no problem for him to be made a national commander.
"But my uncle has seized all the military and political power. If he has any ulterior motives..."
Afang just stopped there.
"I can trust Wei Liao from Wei, Wei Zhuang from Hu, and Wang Jian from Qin. Why can't I trust my own brother?"
Afang sighed.
"Your Majesty is deceiving me again. These three people are not from the Ying clan. It is not legitimate for them to rebel and claim to be kings. The royal family will not support them. My uncle is a descendant of the Ying clan. Even if he wants to overthrow your majesty's rule, the royal family will not interfere."
"Uncle can use his position as prime minister to win over the ministers in the court, and he can use his position as national lieutenant to meet with the generals in the army. In the long run, even if uncle has no intention of rebelling, he will be forced to rebel by his subordinates."
"Meng Ao can wear armor and hold a sword for my uncle today, and he can mobilize troops tomorrow."
The First Emperor listened patiently and said with a smile, "Is this the reason why you changed your mind midway and did not follow Cheng Jiao's words to release my mother?"
"It will be better if the Queen Mother keeps us in check."
"My mother almost killed you back then."
"No matter how the Queen Mother treats me, her heart is with Your Majesty after all."
The First Emperor took Afang into his arms, hugged the beauty, took a deep breath, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"There is only one thing wrong with my room."
Afang's pretty face buried in the First Emperor's arms showed a trace of sadness, and she hugged the First Emperor's arms more tightly, as if she was afraid of losing the First Emperor.
She murmured softly, "I can't give birth to a son for your majesty."
At that time, the First Emperor insisted on making her the queen.
Zhao Ji and Lu Buwei, the two hostile people, reached a consensus on this matter and firmly opposed it.
Afang's humble birth was only a small reason; the biggest reason was that Afang was infertile.
A concubine may not have children, but the empress of a country cannot.
Zhao Ji wanted the First Emperor to make Afang his concubine, but the First Emperor insisted on making her the empress, and Zhao Ji almost killed Afang for this.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
He pretended to be angry and glared at Afang.
"You don't trust me enough."
The First Emperor rested his chin on Afang's shoulder and whispered in Afang's ear: "This year is the first year of the First Emperor, not the first year of Qin Wangzheng."
…
When Ying Chengjiao came out of Zhangtai Palace, his head was buzzing.
With these moves, he went from being an idle Chang'an Jun of Qin to a prime minister and a national commander who held the military and political power of Qin.
This speed of promotion is unique in the Qin State.
Even Shang Yang, who promoted reforms and served as the spokesperson for Duke Xiao of Qin, did not have such an honor.
No matter which Qin official received this honor, it would be a grand occasion worthy of a three-day banquet.
But if it were Ying Chengjiao, he would want to cry for three days and three nights.
Fortunately, at least Zhao Xianglu was released.
If Zhao Xianglu knew that the emperor had arranged this for me, he would definitely not let it go.
With Zhao Xianglu causing trouble, I won’t be able to stay in this class for long.
Zhao Xianglu, please send the next wave of assassins to kill me quickly.
Or you can use your power. You have brought back a lot of people from Yongdi.
Ying Chengjiao walked with all sorts of random thoughts in his mind.
Gai Nie followed behind him, but Ying Chengjiao didn't want to pay attention to him.
Who would want to deal with someone who repeatedly causes trouble for them?
The Xianyang Palace during the day was not as creepy as at night.
The eunuchs in bright clothes and armor, and the pretty maids, all looked quite pleasing to the eye.
There is no need to answer so many commands. You can walk through the winding corridor and enjoy the green water with thousands of carps swimming in the pond.
If you don't mind the cold bronze spear in the official's hand, this is actually a very pleasant thing.
"Your Majesty personally beheaded the maidservants around the Queen Mother last night, leaving no one alive."
Gai Nie followed Ying Chengjiao to an octagonal pavilion and spoke softly, as if talking to himself.
Ying Chengjiao paused, turned around with a furious look on his face, and shouted loudly: "Is he sick? There are my people in there! Why is he killing my people? Why don't you stop him!"
The official standing on duty in the octagonal pavilion looked straight ahead.
If this official knew that the "he" Ying Chengjiao was referring to was the First Emperor, he would definitely not be able to stand so calmly at this moment.
"I tried to stop it, but I failed."
"Get lost, you can beat him ten times!"
"Nie can beat ten emperors, but he can't beat ten Zhang Hans."
Zhang Han.
Ying Chengjiao glanced at Gai Nie, sat on the stone bench in the pavilion, and said, "Tell me what happened last night, and go get Zhang Han for me."
The second half of the sentence was said by Ying Chengjiao, pointing at the guard on duty in the corridor, whose legs were trembling, palms were sweating and Chang Ge was sweating.
The official looked at Gai Nie.
On the surface, Ying Chengjiao had no power to command the palace guards, and the palace guards did not accept Ying Chengjiao's orders or dispatches.
But Gai Nie was different. Before he carried out the seal and talisman incident, in addition to his secret identity as the leader of the secret guards, he also held an official position as a walking official in the palace.
As the name suggests, this official position allows one to move freely in the Xianyang Palace and to dispatch three or fewer officials at will.
He nodded with facial paralysis.
"only."
The official then lowered his head and accepted the order, then turned around to look for Zhang Han.
Along the way, the official was very conflicted.
Should I tell Your Majesty about what Chang'an Jun and Mr. Gai did to frame Your Majesty...
Gai Nie stood beside Ying Chengjiao and recounted everything that had happened in Ganquan Palace last night in a tone without any emotion.
The more Ying Chengjiao listened, the uglier his expression became.
Only then did he realize that Zhao Ji was now a lone commander with no one under her command.
How could Zhao Ji, who had no one to use, impose any restrictions on him?
Even if the First Emperor did not place Zhao Ji under house arrest in the Xianyang Palace, she would have lost the ability to hinder him in the open.
In the court, the First Emperor's attitude towards Zhao Ji is already very clear, and you have no say.
In private, Zhao Ji, who had no manpower, could no longer assassinate Ying Chengjiao.
What Zhao Ji can do now is probably to run to Chang'an Jun's mansion and make a big scene, but there is no need for Ying Chengjiao to show up, because Queen Mother Han and Han Ji can drive Zhao Ji away.
Zhao Ji can no longer be used as an excuse for Ying Chengjiao to miss work.
"Such a big thing, why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Gai Nie had been to Chang'an Jun's mansion in the afternoon. If he wanted to tell Ying Chengjiao, he could have told him then.
But Gai Nie didn't say it at that time, and didn't tell Ying Chengjiao until Ying Chengjiao came out of Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Chengjiao narrowed his eyes and stared at Gai Nie again and again.
"Gai Nie, you've changed. You would never have hidden this kind of information from me before. What do you want to do?"
"Yesterday's incident made Nie feel that what you said was right. If you take the throne, the world may become a better place."
"Why would I sit here? Are you going to have a problem with the drunkard and the stutterer? Give up this idea as soon as possible!"
Ying Chengjiao was very angry. He really didn't expect that Gai Nie also wanted him to be the emperor now.
Among his many followers, Gai Nie is a very special one. Gai Nie does not want Ying Chengjiao to be king.
Gai Nie, who loved traveling, had been to many places and had seen people cannibalizing their own children and rampant plagues.
The blood flowed into the rivers and streams for ten miles, and the battlefield was chilly in the midsummer.
Gai Nie is known as the Sword Saint in the martial arts world, but Gai Nie himself hates fighting.
Because we have witnessed the tragic conditions in the world, we cherish the hard-earned peace even more.
So Gai Nie entered the Xianyang Palace from the Chang'an Jun Mansion and became a barrier beside the First Emperor.
Gai Nie, a native of Zhao, gave up his national hatred and devoted himself to protecting the First Emperor who destroyed the Zhao State.
Apart from the First Emperor, Gai Nie didn't think anyone could bring peace to the world, even on the surface.
Even Ying Chengjiao won’t work.
"My Lord has always valued Prince Fusu. I didn't take it seriously before and didn't understand what benevolence meant. What happened last night made me understand a little. Since my Lord has the ability, he should do more."
"Haven't I done enough? I provided ideas to the Mohists and Gongshujia to improve weapons and farm tools. I provided ideas to farmers to irrigate crops with manure, hybridize high-quality crops, and increase grain production. I asked Lu Shu to go to Han and take over Han's land..."
"Sir."
Gai Nie interrupted Ying Chengjiao's endless chatter and looked at him with a blank expression.
"What are you doing? Going around the pavilions, brewing wine, cooking, sleeping, writing novels..."
"how?"
Ying Chengjiao sneered and interrupted Gai Nie's words.
"Do I have to do everything myself in order to be considered as doing something in your eyes? The upper position requires labor, the middle position requires mental labor, and the lower position requires physical labor. Don't you understand this principle?"
"I am no match for you in a verbal argument. I only know that your Majesty reviews at least one stone of memorials every day and sleeps less than three hours. My Lord, stop making excuses. You are just greedy for pleasure."
People with a clear sword heart are not easy to deceive.
Ying Chengjiao rolled his eyes and said, “Even if I were like my brother every day, sleeping later than a dog and waking up earlier than a chicken, the world wouldn’t change much faster.
"It's just like when you practice swordplay. After five hours of swordplay, you improve rapidly. After the sixth hour, you are so tired that you can't even lift your arms or stand steadily. Forcing yourself to practice swordplay further won't have much effect."
"I will distribute the tasks and let professionals do the professional things. That's five hours. If you insist that I do something else, that's the sixth hour."
Gai Nie holds the sword in his hand.
He didn't know how to refute Ying Chengjiao, because what Ying Chengjiao said made sense, but he just felt something was wrong.
Thinking of Ying Zheng, who was sitting on the throne and busy every day, and then comparing it to Ying Chengjiao, who did nothing every day, Gai Nie said: "The difference between you and Your Majesty is that you are not a king. If you were a king, you could practice swordsmanship from five hours to eight hours, or ten hours."
Ten hours, why don’t you just die?
Ying Chengjiao pouted and said, "Be a decent person. You are more awesome than 996. All capitalists have to call you big brother when they see you."
The two were talking.
Zhang Han, wearing black armor with two skulls on it, arrived along with the palace attendant who had left earlier.
"Greetings, Lord Chang'an."
Zhang Han lowered his head, and without waiting for Ying Chengjiao to reply, he withdrew his hand and stood up.
Ying Chengjiao looked up and down at Zhang Han's armor, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
"It seems that Doctor Zhang likes this set of armor very much."
This set of armor was given to Zhang Han by Ying Chengjiao. It was a replica of the armor worn by Zhang Han in the anime "The Legend of Qin" according to Ying Chengjiao's memory.
Originally, he wanted to train a group of people to serve as Zhang Han's secret guards, but was rejected by the First Emperor on the grounds that their duties were the same as those of the secret guards.
"I only regret that I don't have a shadow guard to accompany me."
Zhang Han said.
This sentence made Ying Chengjiao smile, and he pointed at Zhang Han and said to Gai Nie: "Learn, learn, learn, what is the art of speaking? Doctor Zhang is much better than you."
Licking dog.
Gai Nie thought to himself and ignored it.
After laughing for a while, Ying Chengjiao patted the stone bench beside him and said to Zhang Han, "Come, sit down and talk."
Zhang Han bowed his hands in thanks and sat next to Ying Chengjiao.
"Mr. Zhang, you can sit down, but Gai Nie can't. Do you know why?"
Because this guy can't speak.
Zhang Han thought about it, but said, "Zhang Han doesn't know."
"Then do you know where such a strong smell of medicine comes from?"
Although the smile on Ying Chengjiao's face remained unchanged, Zhang Han heard a hint of danger in it.
"It's emanating from Mr. Guy."
Last night, Gai Nie was beaten with the stick twenty times without any discount, and his body was bloody.
The source of the medicinal smell is the medicine applied on Gai Nie's buttocks.
Zhang Han knew that Ying Chengjiao was telling him that Gai Nie could not sit down and was punished with twenty strokes of the cane.
"Gai Nie was beaten, but you were not. Gai Nie could not sit down, but you could. I think this is very unfair. I want to give you twenty strokes of the cane. What do you think?"
“No need.”
Before Zhang Han could say anything, Gai Nie spoke first.
Ying Chengjiao pointed at Zhang Han in the air and said to Gai Nie with a smile, "I am asking Doctor Zhang for his order."
Gai Nie remained silent.
Zhang Han remained silent.
Still struggling over whether or not to tell the First Emperor, Ying Chengjiao and Gai Nie arranged for the First Emperor's guard to have cold sweat on his forehead, and he had no mood to think about it anymore.
He now wanted to escape from this pavilion and take up his post somewhere else.
Zhang Han, the Langzhongling, is the highest superior of the Langguan and enjoys a very high status in the hearts of the Langguan.
Zhang Han, who was one of the Nine Ministers, was asked by Ying Chengjiao whether he could be beaten with a stick twenty times. He did not object but remained silent.
This scene frightened the officer on duty.
Sir, why do you seem to be afraid of Lord Chang'an...
After a few moments of silence, Zhang Han lowered his head and said in a heavy voice, "Mr. Gai was punished with twenty strokes of the cane for disrespecting His Majesty. I wonder what the name of this punishment is for Zhang Han."
"It's groundless."
Ying Chengjiao said calmly, looking at the officer on duty who was standing there not daring to make a sound.
"If you come to execute the order, you don't need to look for a court stick. Just use a spear."
Most of the tails of bronze halberds are stick-shaped, so it is not wrong to use them as court staff.
The officer on duty shuddered and looked at Zhang Han, not daring to say a word.
Groundless, groundless.
Are you too lazy to even come up with a name?
Zhang Han laughed at himself and reached out to untie his armor.
He casually threw the heavy armor to the ground, splashing up a cloud of dust.
The doctor lay on the stone table in front of Ying Chengjiao and shouted suddenly, "Come!"
The officer on duty gritted his teeth and held the bronze spear horizontally.
He stood behind Zhang Han and hit Zhang Han's butt with the bronze stick at the end.
Bang~
The clear and loud sound echoed in the pavilion, floated out of the pavilion, and roamed within a radius of dozens of meters.
Within this distance, there are more than ten officials.
Hearing the sound, they all started thinking in their minds.
Who was caned?
From the sound of it, it seems that the blow was not heavy-handed.
Things like caning can be light or heavy.
Almost all the Langguans could grasp the right balance and knew how to strike with a loud sound but strong force but light impact, and how to strike with a soft sound but strong force but heavy impact.
As long as they heard the sound of the cane, these officials knew whether the punishment was severe or light.
They stood still, but their eyes were all looking towards the source of the sound.
When I saw the iconic black skull armor on the ground next to the person lying on the stone table, I saw it.
When he saw that the person sitting on the stone bench was Ying Chengjiao and not the First Emperor.
All the officials were shocked beyond words.
Sir Langzhongling, you were not caned by Your Majesty, but by Lord Chang'an?
Fortunately, Lord Chang'an does not understand the ins and outs of this matter, so Sir Langzhong will not suffer any punishment.
Bang~
Bang~
Bang~
…
There were loud and crisp sounds, and the boats were circling rhythmically at the eight corners of the octagonal pavilion.
Soon, the twenty beatings were completed.
The officer on duty was sweating profusely, his face turned pale, his legs were weak and he was shaking as he stood.
It seemed as if he was the one being caned.
Zhang Han supported himself on the stone table with both hands and was about to get up.
"Twenty more."
Ying Chengjiao said lightly.
Zhang Han stopped holding his hands and wanted to look up and glare at Ying Chengjiao.
He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, relaxed his hands, and lay down on the stone table again.
"Come!"
Received orders from Zhang Han.
The officer on duty gritted his teeth and hit Zhang Han again with the tail of the bronze spear.
Bang~
There was another crisp sound, exactly the same as the previous twenty.
“Push harder!”
Zhang Han shouted sternly.
He knew that he had no choice but to accept the twenty lashes without any compromise.
Otherwise Ying Chengjiao will not be satisfied.
The officer on duty looked up at Ying Chengjiao involuntarily.
Ying Chengjiao caught his gaze and gave him a kind smile.
The officer on duty immediately lowered his head and stared at Zhang Han's butt, feeling unspeakably frightened.
Close your eyes and take two breaths.
The officer on duty opened his eyes.
The bronze spear drew an arc in the air, and its tail landed on Zhang Han's buttocks again.
Bang~
This sound is different from the previous twenty-one.
Very dull.
The officials nearby looked at the official on duty in the middle of the corridor who was carrying out the caning punishment with a narrowed eyelid.
Why is this guy really fighting?
What mistake did Langzhongling make? Twenty strokes of the cane are not enough.
As the beating continued, a hint of bloody smell emanated from Zhang Han's buttocks.
The wet area on Zhang Han's buttocks expanded from the size of a thumb to the size of a fist very quickly, and finally became one piece, with no dry spot left.
Since Zhang Han was wearing black clothes under his armor, it was impossible to tell whether the wetness was due to water or blood.
After another twenty strokes of the cane, Zhang Han's face turned pale, the same as the one on duty.
The officer on duty stuck his spear on the ground, lowered his head and gasped for breath, and the sunlight in front of him was suddenly blocked.
The officer on duty shuddered, dared not look up, and his breathing gradually calmed down.
Then he heard a very kind voice with a hint of laughter coming from in front of him.
"Just a little longer."
The officer on duty was frightened, his knees weakened and he leaned backward, losing his grip on the long spear and falling to the right.
Ying Chengjiao walked up to the officer on duty, supported him with one strong arm, and grabbed the bronze spear with the other hand.
The officer on duty stopped.
"Thank you, Changan-kun, sir."
"I'm tired after fighting for so long, let me do this last one."
Without waiting for the official on duty to speak.
The officer on duty needed both hands to wield the bronze spear, which was over ten feet long, but Ying Chengjiao swung it with one hand and drew a big windmill in the air.
The long spear, with the sound of wind and thunder, rushed down rapidly towards Zhang Han's buttocks, whose hem of pants was dripping with red blood.
Zhang Han closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, his whole body tense.
From the sound, he knew that this blow would cost him half his life.
He could have hidden, but he didn't.
The officials who had been paying attention to this side were all shocked.
He was shocked by Ying Chengjiao's amazing arm strength and also by the ruthlessness of his attack. He was running for his life.
This moment, which attracted everyone's attention, did not cause any sound.
The bronze spear, like a falling comet, stopped an inch away from Zhang Han's buttocks.
The strong wind brought by the long spear made the hem of Zhang Han's spear rustle, and his blood fell into a pool.
Dang~
The sound of the bronze spear falling to the ground was crisp and pleasant.
"A kick or a punch doesn't matter, twenty strokes of the cane is enough. Tell my brother to stop getting sick."
Ying Chengjiao's voice was neither too loud nor too low, loud enough for everyone in the pavilion to hear.
The officer on duty looked grim and dared not say a word.
When he heard Ying Chengjiao say these words, he felt that his life had come to an end.
"promise."
Zhang Han responded in a deep voice.
"If you can't stay any longer, just go home and leave."
Ying Chengjiao patted Gai Nie on the shoulder.
"This can't be the young master's home."
Gai Nie said coldly.
"A king in the palace, a bird in a cage, what's the point of fighting?"
Mr. Gai, Chang'an Jun wants to rebel!
I want to inform His Majesty!
I want to inform His Majesty!
Flames flashed in the eyes of the officer on duty, and he felt that he could still be rescued.
"Brother, can you still walk?"
Ying Chengjiao's words startled the officer who was lowering his head with fiery eyes.
He lowered his head hastily and said, "I can walk. I can walk."
"Then lead me to find my eldest nephew."
"only."
Although the officer on duty was extremely anxious, he did not dare to disobey Ying Chengjiao's order at this moment.
He picked up the bronze spear on the ground tremblingly, and walked towards the Da Zheng Palace with Ying Chengjiao to find Crown Prince Ying Fusu.
The official on duty was extremely anxious and wanted to report to the Emperor Qin Shi Huang about the rebellion as soon as possible.
He was afraid that if he arrived a step late, he would not be able to report it first and would lose his head.
His steps were obviously much faster than usual, but he didn't know it.
A quarter of an hour later, the officer on duty, Ying Chengjiao, stood in front of the gate of the Da Zheng Palace.
"Nephew, nephew, I'm here to see you!"
Ying Chengjiao didn't ask anyone to report, but started shouting at the top of his voice at the gate of the Da Zheng Palace.
After a while, Crown Prince Ying Fusu pushed open the palace gate and bowed his head.
"Meet uncle."
"Not bad, not bad. Finally, we don't need to use those complicated ancient rituals. Formalism is useless. It's enough to show your intention."
"Uncle is right. Please follow Fusu inside."
The official on duty originally wanted to run to Zhangtai Palace to report to the First Emperor after Ying Chengjiao entered the Da Zheng Palace.
However, Ying Chengjiao did not follow Ying Fusu into the palace, but grabbed the arm of the official on duty and pulled him in front of Ying Fusu.
"I think this brother is quite smart. How about going with you to Shangjun?"
When Ying Fusu heard Ying Chengjiao address the officer on duty, his brows tightened and he turned to look at the officer on duty.
My uncle can call me whatever he wants, how dare you answer?
But the officer on duty showed no reaction.
First, because he was looking down, he couldn’t see Ying Fusu’s expression.
Second, his mind was focused on going to Zhangtai Palace to inform on the secret, and he didn't react. This was not the first time Ying Chengjiao called him brother, and he didn't react just now.
This is a matter of life and death for him, so he has no time to think about anything else.
Ying Fusu waited for two breaths and saw that the officer on duty did not respond. His body was still shaking, as if he had been severely frightened. He knew that there must be something wrong.
"He doesn't look very smart, but since it's what my uncle said, I'll take Fusu to Shangjun."
"I'm not going to Shangjun!"
The officer on duty let out a strange cry.
The shouting was so loud that Ying Fusu's already frowned brows deepened.
"Please calm down, my prince. Please calm down, Lord Chang'an. I have elderly people to take care of and cannot leave home too far. I will not go to Shangjun. I will not go to Shangjun."
The officer on duty also knew that he had lost his composure, and he immediately bowed his head. He forced himself to remain calm and spoke in an extremely respectful manner.
But he spoke very quickly and his words were coherent, and he still looked frightened.
"You can only survive if you go to Shangjun. I will find two servants to serve you, the elderly at home."
Ying Chengjiao said seriously.
But the officer on duty didn't believe it at all.
The officer on duty believed that Ying Chengjiao wanted to kill people to silence them.
He felt that after he left, he would either die on the way to Shangjun or die in Shangjun, and the elderly people in his family would also be killed by Ying Chengjiao.
So he refused repeatedly and refused to obey.
"Forget it then, go back."
Ying Chengjiao did not force it and patted the officer on duty on the shoulder.
The officer on duty felt relieved.
Ying Fusu bowed to Ying Chengjiao and took his leave.
After turning around, the few steps in front of the gate of the Da Zheng Palace were still normal.
After walking about a hundred steps, he immediately ran to Zhangtai Palace as fast as he could.
A few hours later.
No news came out of Zhangtai Palace.
There was a missing eunuch in the Xianyang Palace.
Inside the Da Zheng Palace.
Under Ying Fusu's questioning, Ying Chengjiao told Ying Fusu what happened in the pavilion.
After hearing this, Ying Fusu wanted to chase the guard back, but was stopped by Ying Chengjiao.
"Uncle, if this person doesn't follow me to Shangjun, he will surely die. Father will not let him live."
"yes."
"Then uncle is still stopping Fusu?"
"He wants to die, what does it have to do with you?"
Ying Fusu's eyes narrowed and he said, "Uncle, although you didn't kill this man, he died because of you. You said he was dead with just a few words. This matter has nothing to do with me, but it has something to do with you."
"Did I bring him to see you? Did I tell him that he could only survive if he went to Shangjun with you?"
"If my uncle wants him to live, he shouldn't stop Fusu at this moment."
Ying Chengjiao chuckled.
"I really don't want him to die, and I have already made up for my mistake. If you go to Shangjun with me, he will be promoted at least three levels when you return to Xianyang. But if he doesn't believe it, then let him be. Good words cannot persuade a damned person, and everyone has his own choice."
Ying Fusu sat down slowly and said, "Uncle, what do you want to teach me?"
"Oh, there's progress. You all know I'm laying the groundwork."
Ying Chengjiao patted Ying Fusu's head with satisfaction and said with a smile: " Don't carry too heavy a burden. You are a human, not a ghost or god, let alone a savior. You are too kind and righteous by nature, and Chunyu Yue has been talking nonsense beside you all the way. I am really afraid that you will return to your old ways."
Ying Fusu smiled bitterly.
The last time Ying Chengjiao told him in the hot spring, his teacher Chunyu Yue had bad intentions, and Ying Fusu still had some doubts.
After so many days, Ying Fusu had a completely new understanding of Chunyu Yue and Confucianism under the complete opening of the Qin intelligence to him by the First Emperor.
He realized that Chunyu Yue was not the Chunyu Yue he knew, and Confucianism was not the Confucianism he imagined.
When Ying Chengjiao talked to him about this matter again, he was unable to refute anything.
"It seems that you know a lot of things, so I won't waste my words. Han Fei and Li Mu will go to Shangjun with you. If you have any questions about internal affairs, ask Han Fei, and if you have any questions about external affairs, ask Li Mu."
"But don't just follow orders, you must think. You are the leader, don't let anyone lead you by the nose. In fact, I wanted to kill Chunyu Yue secretly, once and for all."
"It was my brother who dissuaded me. He told me that I should not kill people anymore. The country should be governed by law, and killing people is illegal. He also said that you are his best son and will never be deceived by Chunyu Yue again."
It is true that the First Emperor dissuaded Ying Chengjiao, and it is also true that he forbad Ying Chengjiao to secretly guard a knifeman.
But the First Emperor never said anything like "his son is the best". The last two sentences were made up by Ying Chengjiao.
If you want the First Emperor to say such words, you will have to wait for many years.
There was half excitement and half suspicion in Ying Fusu's eyes.
I was excited because I had received the approval of my father, but I was also skeptical because I wondered if my father could really say such a thing.
Ying Chengjiao could tell what Ying Fusu was thinking at a glance, and swore, "If what I just said was all lies, may the heavens strike me with thunder!"
Ying Fusu said quietly, "Uncle, can you please swear again, based on what my father said to praise me?"
Ying Chengqiu hit him on the head with a brain sticker, and scolded him with a smile: "I am just teasing you! You kid want me to die, right?"
Ying Fusu covered his head and forced a smile, "I said my father would never say such a thing."
"Your father is just being stubborn. Your uncle heard what he said in his heart. Bring more animal skins when you go to Shangjun this time. It's cold there..."
Ying Chengjiao chattered on and on, sitting in the Da Zheng Palace and talking to his nephew for half an hour, saying whatever he thought of.
He is like an old father who is worried about his son who is going on a long journey tomorrow.
Ying Fusu listened carefully and nodded frequently.
"Ouch, I almost forgot something. Take Li You with you this time, Li Si's eldest son. Remember, don't let this kid die."
"Li Si doesn't care about his reputation for this kid. He is training him as his successor. If you tie up Li You, you are tying up Li Si."
"You had Li Si's assistance when you succeeded to the throne. Even if your father and I died, you would still be able to stay stable."