Chapter 22: Argument between Father and Son
The drunkard's words are extremely outrageous.
If the news gets out, there will be no escape from the death penalty, not to mention being torn apart by five horses or beheading, but at least tattooing or cutting off the nose.
Tattooing is carving words on the face, and nose cutting is cutting off the nose.
After the incident, they would definitely be sentenced to imprisonment, that is, they would be forced to build imperial palaces, the Great Wall, or imperial tombs.
That is, in Chang'an Jun Mansion, Ying Chengjiao didn't care and continued to eat hot pot with the drunkard.
If you don't hear what they call each other, anyone would think they are just friends.
The drunkard passed out again before finishing the hotpot .
Getting such an alcoholic to quit drinking is truly harder than climbing to the sky.
Ying Chengjiao called the servants to help the drunkard away, and then he lay on the bed with his eyes closed, thinking about things.
Although the eldest nephew did not have the title of crown prince, he was the crown prince in reality, and the ministers had long recognized the nephew as the next emperor.
My eldest nephew stayed, and my other nephews should calm down, if they are not stupid.
The eldest nephew has been influenced by his elder brother and will be able to become a qualified emperor in a few years.
As long as my eldest nephew does not go to Shangjun and takes over his elder brother's job safely, the Qin State should not perish at least as long as I am alive.
After figuring this out, Ying Chengjiao was extremely satisfied.
As long as the Qin Dynasty was not destroyed, he could still live freely and unrestrainedly.
Because he had to attend the court meeting, Ying Chengjiao got up a little too early today.
The bed where he lay was covered with two layers of yellow tiger skin, which was much warmer than the fox fur coats of later generations.
With a full stomach and warm body, Ying Chengjiao felt sleepy and fell asleep soon.
Before falling asleep, Ying Chengjiao's last thought was: I don't know how the eldest nephew and the emperor talked, it should be fine. There is no overnight hatred between father and son. The emperor actually favors the eldest nephew.
…
Inside Zhangtai Palace.
"Rebellious son!"
Ying Zheng's face turned livid.
He hadn't been this angry in a long time.
He didn't expect that his son, whom he had high hopes for, could be so stupid!
"I have heard that Emperor Yao was a benevolent monarch. He was neither arrogant nor lazy, had good morals, and was able to unite the clans. During Emperor Yao's reign, officials achieved outstanding results, the princes of all nations lived in harmony, and the people had plenty of food and clothing. This kind of world is called a peaceful and prosperous era."
Ying Fusu was kneeling on the ground, he was kneeling, not sitting.
His thighs were in a straight line with his upper body, standing straight.
Although he was kneeling, he was full of vigor and was not inferior to the First Emperor Ying Zheng.
"But now, father is ambitious and has launched wars recklessly, implementing harsh laws. The people of Xianyang can barely feed themselves, not to mention other areas. There are millions of people sentenced to death in the world. When they wail together, the sound is louder than the thunder in the sky. Why doesn't father learn from Emperor Yao and make this world a better place?"
If Ying Fusu in front of him was not his son, Ying Zheng would not be so angry.
He would even nod to show that he had listened, and then confer the title of doctor on me with an annual salary of 600 shi.
Ying Zheng had heard similar remarks many times, but he had never been so angry.
That group of corrupt scholars may have this idea, but you, Ying Fusu, cannot!
You are my eldest son!
He is the eldest prince of Qin!
It is the Qin II that I wrote on the Eternal Life Edict!
"Gai Nie stays here, the rest of you go out! Pass on my order, no living creature is allowed to be seen within thirty steps of Zhangtai Palace!"
"only."
The palace gates were wide open, and all the eunuchs and palace maids walked out.
…
Zhao Gao, Li Si, and the palace attendants who were guarding outside the gate all obeyed the First Emperor's order and were thirty steps away from the Zhangtai Palace.
"Gai Nie, guard the palace gate. Anyone who dares to approach will be killed."
"only."
Gai Nie responded coldly with a hard face and a cold sword.
This swordsman, who was world-famous for his swordsmanship, walked to the door of the palace and looked outside through the air holes in the window.
The five fingers of his right hand were slender, and there were calluses where the fingers and palm connected from years of using the sword.
Gai Nie gripped the hilt of the sword, calmed his breathing, and restrained his aura. At this moment, the swordsman and the sword in his hand became one.
In this state, Gai Nie could detect any sound within thirty steps of Zhangtai Palace.
Ying Fusu felt that breathing was a little difficult. He didn't know when his breathing rate had slowed down.
His originally upright body was shaking a little, and he gritted his teeth and managed to stay standing.
The feeling of sore knees spread from his thighs to his brain, and he needed to support himself on the ground with his hands to relieve the pressure on his knees.
Boom~
Boom~
Boom~
This was the sound of Ying Fusu's heartbeat. Ying Fusu himself could hear it. The palace was very quiet.
A drop of sweat rolled down from Ying Fusu's forehead to his neck.
Then came the second drop of sweat, the third drop of sweat, and so on until there were countless drops of sweat.
His neck felt cold and itchy, and soon became wet, as if a bucket of water had been poured on it.
But even so, Ying Fusu had no thought or action to wipe it. He still gritted his teeth stubbornly and stared at his father, Ying Zheng, who proclaimed himself the First Emperor.
…
Ying Zheng walked towards Ying Fusu.
The sound of footsteps, which should have contained oppression, instead made Ying Fusu feel relieved.
The worst that can happen is death.
Ying Fusu thought.
His eyes, staring at Ying Zheng, were already filled with bitterness.
But he still refused to blink, as if he would lose if he blinked.
After three or two steps, Ying Zheng stood in front of him and stretched out a hand to him.
You're going to get slapped.
Ying Fusu thought so.
Considering what he said, giving him a slap in the face could be considered as a preferential treatment.
"Sit down and talk. There is no etiquette of kneeling in Qin!"
Ying Zheng did not hit Ying Fusu in the face. He slapped Ying Fusu on the shoulder with a little force.
The force was not great, but it was the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing Ying Fusu, who was already struggling to hold on, to sit down on his own calves.
This slap did not hit Ying Fusu in the face, but instead caused the energy in Ying Fusu's body to be greatly released!
Ying Fusu leaned forward, supported himself on the ground with his hands, and breathed heavily.
Beads of sweat fell on the ground in front of him, wetting an area.
He lowered his head and was breathing heavily, when suddenly a pair of knees covered with a crown appeared in his sight.
Father and I are sitting opposite each other? This is not polite!
Ying Fusu instinctively stood up.
Ying Zheng pressed his hands on both sides of Ying Fusu's shoulders.
"I will not listen to someone who dares not talk to me as an equal."
Ying Fusu immediately looked up and looked at Ying Zheng with disbelief on his face.
He couldn't believe that his father, who was autocratic and arrogant in his eyes, was actually willing to listen to him!
"Are you surprised?" Ying Zheng took back his hand and placed it flat on his knees: "Am I a tyrant who doesn't listen to others in your eyes?"
Ying Fusu didn't want to lie.
But if he said yes, he felt it was inappropriate.
Ying Zheng sat opposite him, which was a courtesy of equal communication between two people. Ying Fusu had never been treated like this before.
In front of Ying Zheng, he was a subject and a son. Regardless of these two identities, he was at an absolute disadvantage when communicating with Ying Zheng.
He didn't want to ruin the opportunity he had finally gotten because of an insignificant answer.
So he chose to remain silent.
But silence itself is an answer.
Ying Zheng understood, but did not blame him. He continued, "Dun Ruo once sat in front of me and said that I was unfilial, so I made him a senior minister. Wei Liao once sat in front of me and said that I was mean and ungrateful, so I made him a national commander. If I were a person who would not listen to advice, then the Qin State would still be the barbarian country that refused to guard the Hangu Pass, feared by the six countries but never looked down upon."
Ying Fusu listened very carefully.
My father has never communicated with me like this before.
Ying Fusu's attitude reduced the anger that Ying Zheng had temporarily suppressed in his heart.
This rebellious son can still be saved.
"I was offended by the words of Dun Ruo and Wei Liao, but because of their advice to me, I not only ignored their offense, but also let them hold high positions and enjoy high positions and generous salaries. I can listen to the advice of my ministers, so why can't I listen to the advice of my son? Fusu, have you ever thought that it is not that I can't listen to advice, but that your advice itself is wrong."
Wrong?
Ying Fusu became anxious and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Ying Zheng.
"Don't rush to explain yourself. Answer my two questions first."
Ying Fusu nodded.
Ying Zheng said seriously: "Most of the prisoners in the world are soldiers from the six kingdoms. If I do as you said the other day and grant amnesty to the world and release all the prisoners, will the remnants of the six kingdoms make a comeback?"
"Yes! But Father!"
"Don't be impatient. You will have a chance to speak later." Ying Zheng interrupted Ying Fusu again: "The six kingdoms have made a comeback. I will change the laws of Qin as you said. If I remove all the harsh laws you think, can Qin still unify the world?"
Ying Fusu was silent for a moment, then said, "I don't know."
"You don't know?" Ying Zheng smiled, with a hint of disappointment in his smile.
Don’t you even have the courage to admit the result?
"No, I don't know."
Ying Fusu said firmly, his expression a little excited and his tone rising slightly.
"I don't know whether Qin would still unify the world, but I know that the people of Qin at that time must have lived much better than they do now! They wore rags that had been patched every year, and ate millet that was hard to swallow but still not enough to fill them up. Meat was so expensive that even officials with a salary of 600 shi in the court were reluctant to eat it, and alcohol was never freely consumed by the people. No one was allowed to parade in the streets without reason, and no one was allowed to go anywhere else. Men stayed at home, and the only thing they could do every day was to farm. Women stayed at home, and the only thing they could do every day was to weave."
"Any family that fails to pay taxes on grain production will be sentenced to imprisonment. They work hard every day, and the grain left after paying taxes is just enough for them to barely survive. Such a Qin State and such a world are better off gone! Fusu also wants to ask my father today! Guanzhong has been like this for a hundred years. Does my father want the whole world to be like Guanzhong?!"
