Chapter 486: The ruler of the Qin Dynasty changes, and Ziwei changes his position!
Ying Chengjiao asked this question in a very small voice.
Most of the ministers sitting in the hall lowered their heads, and those who turned off their vision did not know what Ying Chengjiao had said.
Those ministers who had plans in mind and were secretly observing Ying Chengjiao's expression could only see Ying Chengjiao's lips moving slightly and he spoke, but they didn't know what Ying Chengjiao said.
Only Zhang Han could hear it clearly. This man did not serve as a noble Langzhongling in the Qin court, but guarded Ying Chengjiao as a humble personal bodyguard.
He was loyal to the First Emperor, and the First Emperor asked him to be loyal to Ying Chengjiao, so he was loyal to Ying Chengjiao.
He looked straight ahead, carefully observing the reactions of the ministers in the hall. His upper and lower lips slightly parted, and he exhaled in a voice so quiet that only Ying Chengjiao could hear it.
"Lord Chang'an just told me to fetch it."
Ying Chengjiao recalled what he had said in his dream, the memories were so clear, as if they had really happened and emerged in his mind.
Remembering that he had asked Ying Chengjiao to bring him wine and meat, his heart beat faster.
Was that really a dream?
When it comes to dreams, few people can remember everything after waking up; most people can only remember a general idea.
Leaning forward with his elbows resting on his spread legs, Ying Chengjiao picked up the wine jug, and the crystal clear wine dripped into the empty bottle.
Zhang Han got the wine and meat by listening to my talking in my sleep. Did everything I said to my grandfather in my dream turn into talking in my sleep?
Ying Chengjiao picked up the bronze jar, brought it to his mouth, and drank slowly in small sips.
"What else did I say?"
"Chang'an Jun said nothing more except to take two cauldrons of mutton and a pot of strong liquor."
The bronze wine jar with half of its contents left was gently placed on the table, and Ying Chengjiao chuckled.
"I remember that I slept during the court session last year, which made you all unhappy. I slept again today, and I wonder how many of you in the hall are still unhappy."
No one in the hall responded; everyone was silent.
Ying Chengjiao picked up the chopsticks on the table, took a piece of mutton from the steaming small pot, put it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.
"Feng Quji."
His voice was a little slurred and mumbled because of the meat in his mouth.
"I am here."
Right Prime Minister Feng Quji did not dare to pretend he had not heard and stood up immediately.
"You're submitting now? Isn't it a little early?"
Feng Quji was sweating on his forehead and back.
If the First Emperor had asked this question, he would have raised his head and said:
"Your Majesty, when you asked me this, did you think that eating in the palace was against etiquette?"
The First Emperor liked his subjects to perform their duties conscientiously, so as long as he, the right prime minister, did what the right prime minister was supposed to do, his position would never be shaken.
But now, the one sitting on the throne was not the First Emperor, but Chang'an Jun.
Judging from Ying Chengjiao's deeds all the way south, Feng Quji judged that Ying Chengjiao had become arrogant and would seek revenge since he knew that the First Emperor had chosen him to be the Second Emperor of Qin.
If Feng Quji continued to follow the image of a dedicated and conscientious person he had previously established, he would probably be dismissed from office and stripped of his title on the spot.
But if it came to flattery... Feng Quji, who was already the right prime minister, would feel embarrassed in front of all the ministers because he cared about his own prestige.
After Wang Wan resigned and returned home, during the period when Li Si accompanied the First Emperor on his eastern tour, many civil officials transferred to Feng Quji's tutelage.
Moreover, Feng Quji was not sure whether Chang'an Jun was settling an old score with him.
He once used the female steward who had an ambiguous relationship with Chang'an Jun as an introduction in the Xianyang Palace, and made Chang'an Jun so angry that he wanted to fight with force.
"Right Prime Minister, are you too hungry to speak? Do you want to come up and eat something?"
Laughing words floated down from the high platform.
Feng Quji knew that he had no time to weigh the pros and cons. He cursed in his heart why he was so unlucky to be the first to be provoked, and said:
"The previous king wanted Chang'an Jun to succeed him. Now that Chang'an Jun has arrived, he should be the second emperor of Qin."
Between substance and appearance, Feng Quji chose the former, as the Qin Empire has always put profit first.
"Hahaha, what Right Prime Minister said makes me feel happy. I almost forgot the original intention of being called Right Prime Minister. Then Right Prime Minister, can I sleep or eat in class? Doesn't this violate the etiquette?"
Feng Quji bowed slightly.
"Laws and rituals are not imposed on the king."
"color!"
Ying Chengjiao laughed loudly, nodded repeatedly, and looked around at his ministers.
"When I was the Lord of Chang'an, you criticized me for sleeping in Xianyang Palace. Now that I am the emperor, you dare not even make a sound when I sleep in Xianyang Palace, for fear of waking me up. What's the meaning of this?"
All the ministers bowed their heads in silence, and Feng Quji, who stood out from the crowd, even wanted to bury his head in his chest.
Ying Chengjiao's smile disappeared.
" If you guys don't speak, I'll speak for you.
"Nothing else, I can decide your life or death!"
The Xianyang Palace was completely silent. With over a hundred ministers sitting there in silence, even their breathing could hardly be heard.
"Look up, everyone, and look at me."
The ministers received the order and raised their heads slightly.
In the magnificent hall with a black background, the only sounds were the expressionless Ying Chengjiao eating meat and drinking wine.
He took a bite of meat and a sip of wine.
The gravy was stuck to his face and the wine was smeared on his lips, making him look a little disheveled and sloppy.
But the ministers did not think so.
"Isn't it a little ugly that I eat, drink and sleep?"
"Your Majesty is truly kind!"
The voice came from the mouth of the Left Prime Minister Li Si, and then quickly spread throughout the palace like a virus!
"Your Majesty is truly kind!"
Hundreds of people in the Xianyang Palace shouted in unison, almost causing the palace to collapse, which had been expanded and renovated by successive Qin monarchs.
The cheers all around were deafening, and Ying Chengjiao suddenly narrowed his eyes slightly.
The internal force of "Huangdi" in his body, which had already reached perfection and was at the top of his ladder and could not go any further, actually started to operate on its own.
In Yongcheng, inside a large mansion.
While playing chess with Ying Zheng, Guiguzi, who had four moles on his head, suddenly laughed.
The black piece that Ying Zheng was about to place stopped in mid-air.
"Why are you laughing, sir? If I make this move, will we be defeated?"
Guiguzi smiled and shook his head.
"According to the rules set by your majesty, from now on, your majesty cannot refer to yourself as "I".
Ying Zheng's eyes lit up, and before he could ask a question, Guiguzi had already given the answer with a smile.
"The Great Qin has a new master, and Ziwei has changed his position."
Ying Zheng was overjoyed and overturned the chessboard. The black and white pieces rolled on the ground like beads.
"Come here! Bring some wine! We should drink three hundred cups today!"
Guiguzi silently wiped away the scattered chess pieces on the stone table, just smiled and didn't say much.
Although he would win the game if there were at most thirty more pieces, Guiguzi never cared about the pieces.
Winning or losing on the chessboard is not important; winning or losing outside the chessboard is important.
On this day, in Di County, Qi.
Gan Xing was stargazing in the daytime when he suddenly let out a loud scream and fell to the ground. His eyes were stinging with pain and tears were streaming down his face.
Tian Dan accepted the request of Chen Sheng and Wu Guang who came from Han, killed the magistrate of Di County, and proclaimed himself King of Qi.
The State of Qi was restored.
This day.
Zhao Gongming, who rode a black tiger, traveled around everywhere, spreading the word that the First Emperor was still alive in the hope that all forces would stop their movements. He looked west in the wild with his eyes wide open.
He saw a black bird soaring into the sky, stretching its neck and singing loudly, but it seemed as if its throat was strangled and it was unable to make a sound.
The black-faced strong man was filled with tears and blood, and he raised his head to the sky.
"What guilt have the people committed!"
